Who's ready to be rid of the baby and have some fun?
When Edward parked in front of the garage door at home, he scowled at Jasper's truck occupying half of the driveway. At least, they would finally be off babysitting duties.
Edward carried Cynthia in one arm, keeping his other arm around Bella. Inside the house, he noticed his friends on the couch, talking quietly, waiting for them.
Alice sprung up, rushing to them. She extracted her little girl from Edward's hold, hugging her tightly.
"Next time, try Peter," Edward grunted, heading to the couch.
"Cynthia's exceptionally nice for a baby," Jasper protested. "We appreciate it." He hugged Edward, then turned to hug Bella.
"Exceptionally nice?" Bella mouthed over Jasper's shoulder, making Edward laugh.
"Have you been feeding her?" Alice joined them. "It seems she lost weight."
"No, Alice. We've been starving her." Edward rolled his eyes. "We didn't want to mention it and worry you, but we kept her locked away in the basement this whole time."
"WHAT?"
"Can't you see Edward's being a dick, darling?" Jasper asked, amused. "Of course, they took care of our baby."
"You better not joke about my daughter's well-being, Edward Cullen!" Alice threatened, reminding Edward why she was scary for her stature.
"Control your woman," he said jokingly, catching Jasper's eye.
"Believe me, the only one in control of our household at the moment is Cynthia." Jasper pulled Alice to sit next to him, stroking Cynthia's head.
"Daaa!" she squealed, turning to him.
"Cyyyn!"
Edward pressed his face into Bella's shoulder. "I'm going to puke," he kidded.
She giggled, taking his hand. "Like you weren't a marshmallow with her."
Edward turned to look at her sharply, and Bella stuck her tongue out at him. "Oh, you shouldn't have said that."
"Now I'm worried," she deadpanned, rolling her eyes.
"You should be, because when I'm done with you, your ass will be a lovely shade of red."
"One word out of your speech, honey: red," Bella said teasingly, looking into his incredulous eyes.
Jasper and Alice laughing loudly pulled them from their spell.
"Fuck off," Edward muttered.
"I see you've learned to lose arguments with Bella. It was a matter of time," Jasper commented.
"Shouldn't you be on your way home?" Edward jibed.
"Let me help bring all Cynthia's stuff." Bella was out of her spot before she finished talking. She left with Alice.
"When was Cynthia's last meal?" Jasper asked, when the baby started fussing.
"A few hours ago, before we went to my parents' house."
"I see." Jasper nodded slowly, looking at Edward. "What was that?" He shifted his eyes to the empty spot next to Edward.
"Bella, at her best."
"Damn, not even Alice gets this feisty."
"Spanking is still a sour subject. It's only my fault." Edward had learned to control his anger, but it had taken him losing his shit on Bella's ass to realize how dangerous his bottled up feelings were.
Jasper winced in sympathy. "So, we got you this." He reached for a tubular package, wrapped in black paper.
"Stainless steel?" Edward checked, reaching for it. The thing was heavier than he expected. "What the fuck is this?"
"Better not unwrap it without the girls. Alice might go for the jugular."
"Alice! Bella!" Edward shouted, regretting it a moment later, when Cynthia burst into tears. By some miracle, Jasper calmed her before the girls returned. It had taken them endless minutes to settle her, when she started fussing. They had clearly been doing something wrong.
"We're all done. Tanya had helped with packing while you two were gone." Alice went to sit back down next to Jasper.
"I'll get everything in the car in a minute. Edward's about to open our present."
Alice clapped, excitedly, while Bella sat next to him warily. She seemed reluctant to know what Alice and Jasper had bought for them.
Edward started with tearing the wrapping paper from an end, which was bulging a little. His fingers grazed rough leather material, then he saw a cuff. Edward's eyes jumped to Jasper's, already guessing that he was holding a spreader bar.
"There goes my fantasy for this being a stripping pole."
Jasper chuckled. "Like this isn't a better option!"
Edward finished unwrapping the bar, weighing it in his palm. He glanced at Bella. Her wide eyes were on the device, a deep V between her brows. Edward decided to demonstrate what he was holding, by lengthening the bar, allowing the cuffs to dangle on each end. Bella gasped, choking on her spit.
"You're gonna have so much fun!" Alice said excitedly.
"If anyone needs me, I'll be in that hole Harley dug earlier this week," Bella mumbled, attempting to get up.
Edward caught her wrist, preventing her from going anywhere. "Stay."
Bella sank back next to him, avoiding looking at their present.
"Thanks, Jasper," Edward said, pleased. "Let me help you carrying Cynthia's stuff to the car."
"The cuffs are adjustable. They can accommodate both the wrists and ankles at the same time," Jasper explained, on their way to the bedroom.
"Sweet."
"Got a plan?" Jasper seized the bags, while Edward picked the dismembered crib.
"So many, you have no idea."
"Don't throw her into this if you haven't tried restraints before."
"Oh, we have." Edward could recall all the times Bella's hands had been tied to the headboard, and that particular time he'd tied one of her ankles to the foot of the bed, while holding her other leg bent at the knee and pressed against his chest while he'd fucked her.
As they loaded the Toyota, Jasper cupped Edward's shoulder, looking at him seriously. "About this Wednesday…"
"If I need you, I'll call you."
"Edward, I'm serious. I can see you're not okay," Jasper whispered.
"No shit? Look, I'm going to take Bella away. I don't want to be here. I can't deal with another ambush." Edward glared at his friend, clearly remembering the previous year.
"I'm sorry, man. It was Bella's idea, and frankly, I thought it was good one."
"Well, this year we won't be here."
"Where are you taking her?" Jasper asked, closing the lambo trunk door.
"I'm not sure yet." Edward glanced back at the house. "How's your old man?"
"He'll live. He forgot some of his pills and scared the whole family." Jasper rolled his eyes. "Come on. I'll get my girls, so you'll have some time to test your new toy."
"It's been a long week," Edward admitted, walking along his friend.
"We really appreciate it. We'd gladly return the favor." Jasper grinned, elbowing Edward in the ribs.
"Luckily, we're not sadists."
Jasper chuckled. "Just wait."
"No way in hell! This week taught me that kids is someone I'm not cut out to have."
"Oh, my God! How can you say that?" Alice gasped, having overheard them. She looked worried in Bella's direction. As if Bella would have been offended.
"The pill is my religion," Bella joked, walking to Edward and wrapping her arms around his middle.
"You two weirdos," Jasper cackled. "Come on, darling!" He extended a hand to Alice.
Alice joined him, allowing Jasper to take Cynthia in his arms. Then, Alice turned to Bella. "Just you wait. It's scary, I know, but it's so worth it."
Bella shot Edward a terrified look. He glared at Jasper, hoping his friend understood and decided to talk some sense into his woman.
It didn't help that everyone around them had babies, but they were happy in their solitude where they could keep exploring their relationship.
Once their friends were gone, Edward closed the front door, turning to face Bella. He brushed his fingers over her jaw, kissing her lips.
"Wait for me in position."
"Yes, Sir!" Her voice shook in trepidation.
Edward stared after her retreating body, unable to look away from her ass. The couple of times they'd made love in the past week, had been unsatisfying at best, being more worried about Cynthia waking up.
He went to pick the spreader bar, smiling. So many scenarios played in his mind as he walked slowly toward the bedroom.
Bella was in position. Edward almost wished she'd broken the rule about not looking up. She'd have seen him walking into the room with the bar over his shoulder, and probably all his devious plans written all over his face. No, it was better that she kept position.
"Any particular choice for tonight, baby?" he asked, placing the bar on the bed. He began to slowly undress.
"Anything you choose, Sir."
"Anything?" he repeated, amused. He'd dubbed with teasing her yet untouched hole, which had always made Bella squirm and call yellow. They had never returned to that adventure.
"What's on the table, Sir?"
Ah, the ever diplomatic. Edward had to laugh. He went to the chest of drawers. He opened one of them with a flourish. "A variety of dildos and vibrators."
He noticed how Bella pressed her thighs together. It wouldn't be the first time she'd drenched her pillow in her juices before the fun began.
"Do I have to choose between them?" She frowned, her head tilting up a fraction.
"Tsk."
"Sir. Sorry, Sir," she added hurriedly.
She still slipped from time to time, but Edward had come to believe she sometimes did it on purpose, seeking his hands on her ass. If he didn't hurt her like he'd had that horrible time, his spanking sessions made her come like he'd never seen it before.
"How many did we manage the last time?" Edward asked, picking a wand vibrator.
Bella gasped. "Ten, I think…Sir."
It was a good thing Bella was on the same wavelength with him, knowing exactly what he was talking about. Edward was sure she had each of their session catalogued somewhere in her brain, like a folder filled with many files.
"Eleven," he said gently, reminding her. "But you'd already fainted." Bella shivered, biting back a moan. "Shall we try for thirteen? Fifteen?" he challenged. "Twenty," he decided.
Her dark eyes met his, then she dropped them to the floor. In that brief moment, Edward saw incredulity and excitement.
"Color?"
Bella was quiet for a long time, before she said, "Green, Sir."
When she took too long then decided she was game, it was likely the session would stop midway, because she'd bitten more than she could chew. It had happened several times in the past.
"Yellow," Edward returned, almost playfully. He'd come to say the word more than her, only to remind her that it was no shame in wanting to discuss the scene or admit she was scared of something.
Bella's stance relaxed, and she looked up at him, confused. "What do you mean, yellow?"
"I mean yellow." He knelt in front of her. "You think twenty is too much?"
"Yes," she admitted in a whisper.
"Do you trust me?"
"Of course!" Her eyes still held worry.
"How many times have I put you in danger, Bella?"
"It's me…not you." She cracked a smile. "I mean, I'm not sure my body can take it. You showed me that porn homemade movie of your friends'…"
Ah. Maybe I shouldn't have introduced her to Peter and Charlotte's movies. They were into much heavier stuff than Edward would ever be.
"Look." He took her hands. "The moment I notice you can't take it anymore, I'll stop."
"I know." She squeezed his fingers. "I trust you, Sir."
"Up." He guided her into a standing position.
In order to dissipate her worries, he broke his role, by picking her up and throwing her on the bed. She landed on some forgotten toy, which squeaked loudly. Bella winced, extracting the plastic thing from under her ass. She chucked it away, mumbling about nightmares.
"That wasn't in plan," Edward joked.
"No shit?" She rolled her eyes. "Oh, fuck. Forget I said that. Actually, let's scratch this past minute. It didn't exist."
He lifted a brow.
"I'm getting myself in deeper?"
"Six feet under and going, baby," I said, amused.
Bella opened her mouth, before clamping it shut. "I'm sorry, Sir."
He chose to silently agree with her and forget the whole thing. It had been his fault for throwing her on the bed.
"Open," he said, crawling between her legs.
Bella spread her knees apart, not as far as he wanted them. As he played with the wand, Edward tried to figure out the best way to keep it where he wanted it – over her clit.
Every time he brought something new in their play, he liked to inform her. She had told him from the very beginning that she wanted to know beforehand.
"How do you feel about adding some rope into this?"
"I don't mind rope, Sir."
Edward chuckled, because he should have explained where he was going to use the rope. Bella had had rope over her wrists and ankles, not across her thighs.
"But first…" Edward picked one of her legs, kissing her calf. As he distracted her with kissing her skin, Edward arranged the ankle cuff, securing it into place.
Bella gasped, lifting her head off the mattress to look at her foot. Then, she groaned loudly, her head falling back on the bed.
"Color?" Edward wasn't sure what that reaction was.
"Green, Sir." Her voice was guttural, filled with desire.
Edward secured her other ankle, before gripping the bar tightly. He got out of the bed, pulling her close to the foot of the bed.
"Hands up." Edward grabbed several ropes. He secured her wrists to the headboard, leaving the rope length long enough so she could tug freely if she wanted. Then, he worked on creating a pattern between her thighs, strong enough to keep the wand in place, but loose enough to give her flexibility and not cut circulation.
Such rope work wasn't his thing. He rarely used ropes on other parts of the body besides wrists and ankles. Edward decided he had to have a talk with Jasper about that.
With the vibrator in place, Edward looked up to see Bella watching his hands curiously. Her chest heaved as he scooted backwards until he was standing at the foot of the bed.
"Ready to test this?"
"Yes, Sir." She had no idea what awaited her.
Grinning, Edward lengthened the spreader bar, holding Bella's eyes. Her breath hitched when Edward leaned between her legs to turn the vibrator on.
"Twenty of them, Isabella."
I know, I know...massive cliffhanger. *slinks away innocently*
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