We should all give Sherry and Paige a round of applause for editing the last chapter! This one is not nearly as long ?.
"Floating on the water ever changing picture
Hours out from land
In tune with all our dreams.
The ocean takes me in to watch you shake it
Watch you wave your powers
Tempt with hours of pleasure
Take me one more time
Take me one more wave
Take me for one last ride
I'm out of my head."
-Deftones-
EPOV:
The rest of December felt fleeting. While time felt as though it had sped up, I tried my best to take a step back and enjoy every moment, committing every happy instance with my son to memory. I've never been one to give a shit about the holidays. In fact, I used to fucking hate this time of year. Everything was busy, people were everywhere, and I wanted nothing more than to lock myself in my house and come out again after the new year. Now that I have a son and fiancée, my attitude toward the holidays has softened a bit. I just keep them in mind when I'm sitting in traffic, standing in long lines at the mall, and hanging up decorations that make my house look obnoxious. All it takes is one happy look on my son's face, and I'm a fucking sucker who'll do anything to see that smile again.
Bella decorated our entire apartment, so every inch was Santa Claus related. She had Polar Express decorations, reindeer that were bigger than Charlie, including a tree that was so bright and covered in ornaments that it made our entire fucking house glow like a rainbow. I have to admit, as much as I used to loathe the holidays, even I loved the decorations. I just love Bella. She brings such warmth to parts of my life that had once been so cold. I don't know how I ever lived without her. Before her I only thought I was happy…only thought I was living. She's brought so much love and happiness to mine and Charlie's lives, that I don't know if I'll ever be able to pay her back. Hell, I love her more than anything, but it never feels like enough.
For Christmas, I gave Bella a gold, engraved bracelet with my first initial and hers. I got the idea from an Ask Men article on the internet because I was absolutely fucking clueless when it came to buying the woman I love presents. How are men supposed to know these things? Every time you ask a woman what she wants—regardless of who the woman is—she'll say 'You don't have to get me anything.'. What the fuck is a man supposed to make of that? Bella said, "I already have you. What more could I want?" However, I'm sure if I showed up Christmas morning empty-handed, she'd have been completely taken aback. Despite not wanting a gift, Bella loved the bracelet and hasn't taken it off since.
Charlie was a lot easier to shop for. That little boy is happy with pretty much anything. I went overboard when it came to buying his gifts. I worked extra hours just so I could get him the best Toys 'R Us has to offer. Unfortunately, I forgot that we're fucking moving soon and now I'm going to have to deal with a truck load of baby toys. The toys I bought him for Christmas, mixed with the toys he received for his birthday, could easily satisfy a small daycare. What can I say? I can't help but spoil him. He's been through so much in his first year of existence, so I think he deserves to be spoiled now and then.
Out of all the gifts he's received in the past month, Bella's is his favorite. For Christmas, she got him a huge Winnie the Pooh stuffed animal that's roughly the size of a toddler. Charlie drags it everywhere. For the past few nights I've found him wrapped around the thing as he sleeps. It's cute seeing a little baby cuddle with a stuffed animal twice its size. Bella has practically filled up her camera roll taking pictures of him with the stuffed bear. I don't blame her; our son is the cutest fucking baby to ever breathe. I'm allowed to be biased, I'm his dad.
I observe Charlie now, as he's curled up on the floor watching the New Year's Eve program on TV with his oversized stuffed bear at his side and his smaller one in his arms. I'm completely overwhelmed by the love I feel for my little boy. I can't believe this is the first time he'll experience a new year. This year has been so fucking unbelievable. It flew by in an instant, and I still can't believe everything that's happened is real. I lost my brother, I lost my sister-in-law, I lost a woman I thought I was my mother and found the woman that truly was, and most importantly I've gained a son and a future wife.
Just watching TV with my family at my side is a reminder of how fucking different my life once was. This time last year I was shit-faced and stumbling from bar to bar with some random girl on my arm. I used to fucking love New Year's Eve just because it was an excuse to get trashed. Now here I am, a year later, and I'm sober and with my family. Who would've fucking thought. I hold Bella a little closer and rest my head on her shoulder, needing to feel her near me. I'm happier with her fully clothed on our couch watching TV, than I've been with any of the women I've fucked around with in the past.
The doorbell rings and Bella perks up at my side. "Our pizza's here," she announces with an excited smile as she jumps off the couch and runs toward the door.
I watch her ass as she runs, unable to take my eyes off her like usual. It's amazing, but she looks hotter than any girl I've ever seen when she's like this. Natural makeup, hair in a bun, and a t-shirt and yoga pants. She's so simple, yet so fucking gorgeous. Knowing my ring is on her finger makes my heart skip a beat. Jesus, I sound like a fucking girl. Nonetheless, it's fucking true. She's mine and seeing proof of that is the biggest turn-on.
"Da da," Charlie says, causing my eyes to drift from Bella's perfect body.
I smile as soon as I look at my son. He's abandoned his toys and stands up to wobble toward me. I try not to laugh as I watch him walk—mostly because I'm so fucking proud of him—but his facial expressions are so funny. He goes from being really serious about putting one foot in front of the other, to looking at me and giving me a goofy smile.
"Da da!" He screams, reaching his arms out and sticking his tongue out as he takes the final few steps to close the distance between us.
"Good job, buddy. You did so good," I proudly state as I pull him into my arms and rub my face against his, tickling him with my 5 o'clock shadow.
He squeals and attempts to wiggle away from me, before I lean back against the couch and pull him against me to comfortably sit on my stomach. Bella comes back into the living room with two large pizzas and a liter of coke in hand. She sets it down on the coffee table and runs toward the kitchen to grab paper plates and napkins. We're slowly packing our shit up, and for some reason, Bella packed all the kitchen stuff up first. I don't mind. Mainly due to the fact that it gives us an excuse to have take-out every meal.
"Do you think Charlie will last until midnight?" I ask, as Bella takes a seat on the couch next to me and pops open a box of pizza.
She shrugs as she rips off a piece of cheese and takes a huge bite. I grin at her, because I'm happy she feels so comfortable around me. Fuck, she's even hot when she eats pizza. My lust for her is getting fucking ridiculous. As much as I want to bring in the new year with my son, excited and awake…I'd like to have some quality time with Bella. I'm fucking insatiable when it comes to her.
"Well, after a few bites of pizza he usually falls right asleep," she laughs, setting her slice down just long enough to pour herself a cup of coke before picking it back up to take another bite.
She's right, Charlie is known to randomly pass out after he eats. He'll be wide awake and playful one second, and dead to the world the next. Fuck, I'm just happy he's sleeping through the night. The first few months were torture, just because he would wake up constantly and need to be held. Now, he rarely does this and sleeps without a problem.
I grab a few slices of pizza for me, before grabbing a small slice for Charlie and cutting it up into small bites for him. The pizza is soft enough for him to eat without an issue, which is good for me because I'm too hungry to get up and make him something else. I do set him down on the couch while I run to the kitchen to grab him a sippy cup of milk. Hell, it's not like he can drink coke. Although I almost fucked up and gave it to him one time on accident. I feel like a new father can be allowed a few screw ups…at least, I hope.
During our dinner, Charlie entertains us by telling us a 'story' while I feed him. He's so fucking animated and cute, although neither Bella nor I can understand his babblings. At least it's the cutest gibberish I've ever heard. Every time Bella laughs at a comment he makes, he gets even more excited, causing him to wave his hands around the room and talk at a rapid pace. Bella looks at him as if she's hanging on his every word and Charlie's talking to her like they're having an actual conversation.
After a half hour of intense conversation and a whole slice of cheese pizza, I can tell Charlie is going to fall asleep soon. Even though he's still babbling, his eyes are hooded and his head is lolling back against me. Bella giggles as Charlie says one more 'word' before closing his eyes and falling asleep. I look at the clock and see that it's just past ten o'clock. He lasted longer than usual.
"I can put him to bed and then…you and I can do something," I say in my most seductive tone.
I think I sound fucking silly when I use it, but Bella gets turned on so it can't be that bad. I certainly don't know what I would do if she laughed in my face while I tried to seduce her. Bella's eyes light up with desire and she licks her lips as the mood in the room changes. My cock stiffens at the sight. I quickly put Charlie in his crib, careful to make sure he doesn't wake and cockblock me, before heading back to the living room to find Bella already taking her clothes off.
Her top is on the floor, and she stares me dead in the eye before unclasping her bra and letting it fall to the floor at her feet. Her tits are so flawless, two perfect handfuls that constantly beckon to my mouth. I want to worship them. Fuck, I want to worship her. She's the type of girl that deserves to be treated like a fucking goddess. I want to kiss every inch of her, before eating her out and having her come all over my cock.
She gives me a lustful smile before simply stating, "I couldn't wait."
She rushes to me and throws her arms around my neck before crashing her lips against mine. My hands trail down her curves until I feel the top of her yoga pants. I yank them down and practically trip us both up in the process. Instead of crashing to the ground, Bella bites down on my lip until I taste blood. Instead of pulling away, I strengthen the kiss and lift her up so she can wiggle out of her pants, leaving her in one of my favorite lacy thongs.
I trail my fingers across the skimpy lace and smile. "Oh, babe. You dressed up," I tease.
I feel her laughter against my wet lips and instead of responding, she kisses me until my knees almost fucking buckle. I don't waste any more time. I break our kiss, pick her up and take her to our bedroom. I can't be gentle. Not tonight. I toss her near naked body on the bed and quickly begin to underdress. Her eyes are all over my body, and she's watching me with a sexy smile as I pull off my shirt and begin to unbutton my jeans. I slow down my actions, just to watch her horny eyes brighten with need. As soon as my pants drop to the floor around my feet and my erection springs free, Bella licks her lips and gets on her knees, crawling across the bed until her face is an inch away from my pulsing cock.
"No underwear?" She asks with a sly smile, as she bats her fucking lashes at me.
Before I can respond, her lips are wrapped around my cock and all rational thoughts fly out of my head. My hands are in her hair and my hips are thrusting in synch with her sweet little mouth. I know I won't last long, and I don't want to come like this. I gently yank on her hair to urge her to pull away, which she does, removing her lips from my cock with an extremely hot pop.
She gives me an incredulous look and I explain, "I want to be inside of you when I come."
I push her back onto the bed and crawl up her body until my cock is positioned at her wet, little entrance. Thank God for birth control, because I want to feel every inch of her without a barrier. I bring my lips to hers and the mood in the room shifts as we kiss. I don't want to fuck her, I want to make love to her. I want to show her just how fucking special she is to me. Tonight, is the end of the best and worst year of my life and the beginning of something new. I want to bring in the new year making love to my future wife.
"Please, Edward," Bella begs as she stares down at my cock, pulsing between her thighs.
I kiss her once more before thrusting inside of her. She moans and arches her back off the mattress, her nails digging into my back as I pull out and thrust in again, harder this time. Her legs are wrapped around my waist, holding me tight against her beautiful body as I thrust at a painfully slow pace. Each thrust is deep and so fucking hard that Bella cries out every time. The delicious sounds of her cries and the sounds of our wet skin slapping together fill up out bedroom. Her little body is shaking beneath me, begging for her first orgasm of the night. I'm going to have her come on my cock, and then I want her to come in my mouth, before coming on my cock once more. I want to spend the first few seconds of the new year, rocking deep inside of my fiancée.
"I'm so close, Edward," she moans as my thrusts grow harsher.
I smile down at her as I pick up the pace and reach down to play with her sensitive clit. She cries out, before biting down on my shoulder and coming on my cock. I don't stop there, and make sure she comes once more before I find my release.
"I want to taste you," I say, as I pull out of her, my cum running down her thighs.
I wipe my cum off her upper thighs and position my mouth in front of her pussy, taking one long lick that causes her entire body to tremble. I take my time with her, wanting to fucking worship her body. She runs her hands through my hair, tugging on it so my roots tingle as I begin to finger her tight, little hole. She tastes so sweet…so fucking salty. I used to fucking hate going down on chicks. I never saw the point because I wasn't getting anything out of it. With Bella, everything is different. I wouldn't mind tasting her all night, even if that meant I would never find my own release. Well, I don't know if that's true, but it's a nice thought. Fuck, just watching her come makes me want to come myself. As soon as I feel her world shatter around me, I give her pussy one last lick before flipping her over and rising to my knees to enter her from behind.
We make love twice more. Each time better than the last. During our final round, I watch the clock as it ticks closer and closer to the new year. Soon, this year will be behind me. I feel as though I'm on the verge of a new beginning and while it's exhilarating, it's also scary. With Charlie and Bella, I have so much to lose. The pessimist inside of me is always waiting for the next bad thing to happen, although, I'm not sure if it'll ever come. I push any negative thoughts aside and read the time, 11:58, before lowering my mouth to hers. My lips are gentle and teasing, as if I were kissing her for the very first time. I run my hands up and down her body as my mouth becomes more demanding and my thrusts become deeper. 11:59 and I feel her growing closer, her lush body becoming tense beneath mine. My pace becomes almost unforgiving as I watch the seconds tick by. I want us to come together; I want us to start this year off right.
Ten…nine…eight…I count down in my head as Bella's body tenses and her brow creases, focusing on her impending orgasm. I play with her clit as I near my own. Five…four…three…
"Come with me, Bella," I beseech, before smashing my lips against hers.
Her body tenses before her pussy flutters around my cock and a cry escapes her beautiful mouth. I come with her, spiraling out of control as we reach that blissful state together. My heart is racing and it takes me a moment to move. I pull out of her and lay on the bed before pulling her tightly against my side. I kiss every inch of her face before kissing her plump, wet lips.
"Happy New Year, beautiful," I tell her, running my hand through her wet hair. "I love you so much, Bella."
She smiles at me, her face glowing from her multiple orgasms. As the light shines through the blinds and illuminates her face and naked body, she has never looked more beautiful. I take a mental picture, like snapping a photo, so I can remember her like this forever.
"I love you too, Edward." She rests her hand on my cheek and kisses me. "I love you so much."
Before we fall asleep, we decide to get dressed and have Charlie join us. We want to fall asleep for the first time this new year as a family. As I lay in bed with Bella curled up against my side and Charlie asleep on my stomach, I wonder what the fuck I ever did to get this lucky. It's incomprehensible. I've been a fuck-up my entire life, and still things have worked out for me.
This new year will be different. I will be different. I promise my family and I promise myself. I'll be a changed man. Forever.
A/N: It's nice to see things going well for Edward!
Song- "Sex Tape" by Deftones. Love this band!