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10/12/2022
Chapter 16
EPOV
"Oh, God, Edward, that feels so good," Bella moaned as I rubbed my hands over her lower back and ass.
I hummed in return, "I know it does, baby. You want me to keep going or have you had enough?"
"You make it feel so good, otherwise, it hurts to even sit down," she replied, scooting her knees up, sticking her ass further in the air.
"I'm glad I can make you feel better considering, you're the one who couldn't get out of the water long enough to put sunscreen on," I said, smoothing my hands up her back, again.
Currently, Bella was on our bed, on her knees with her brightly red, sunburned ass, sticking up in the air, while I rubbed After Sun Care gel, all over her back, ass and legs.
The day before we left St. Thomas to come home, we had been out in the water snorkeling. The hotel had located a body raft for Bella to float around on, also. They were even kind enough to cut along the seams, in the center, to make a hole, so that Bella could float around on her stomach that had a perfect ball shape. It was like it had popped out overnight, and you couldn't even tell she was pregnant if you stood behind her.
And to make a painful story short, she felt like she needed some extra sun on her ass, so my brilliant wife decided to wear a thong for her bikini bottoms, which now leads to her bright red ass. We were lucky to be on a private part of the beach, so that's why she chose to float around, nearly nude. Don't get me wrong, I definitely loved the view, but now I had to suffer through her painful moans as she slept. On our flight home, we made a quick stop at the drug store so that I could purchase her a blow-up doughnut, to sit on. Thankfully, she's allowed to take Tylenol PM. It knocked her out soon after we were in the air. I was loving Bella's' doctor, more and more.
I continued to rub the gel all over, lightly massaging her as I went along. Her moaning was causing the tent in my sweatpants, to twitch, which in turn, I kept getting closer and closer to her lower lady bits, with every pass of her ass cheeks. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and leaned forward, swiping my tongue along her slit.
Bella jerked forward, taken by surprise until she realized what was happening, "Sorry, you caught me off guard; please continue." She said and wiggled her ass at me.
Believe me, I was definitely taking advantage of her current position. I've had a painful hard-on since the moment she raised her ass in the air, and lately, with her pregnancy hormones ruling her life, she's been going after my dick every chance we got. Her riding me has become my second favorite position with Doggy-style taking home plate. We've tried lying on our sides, but Bella still preferred being on top.
I used my thumbs to spread her lips open, her arousal being very evident. I had a feeling my rub down was turning her on, so I dove straight in, assaulting her opening with my tongue. She kept pushing back into my face for more friction. I'd have to make sure not to leave an area untouched. She was even brave enough to let me rub a finger over the puckered hole of her ass.
Her moans grew louder the moment I pushed two fingers inside and moved my mouth down to her clit. Pushing my fingers in as far as they would reach, caused her to give me an unexpected reaction. "Oh, God, Edward, smack my clit...make me cum." Who the hell was this woman? And where is my wife?
I was stunned for a split second before I pulled back and did just that. I didn't use too much force, but just enough to add a little sting when I made contact with the tips of my fingers.
After about the fifth smack, she let out the loudest porno scream, that I'd ever heard, "OH! OH!" Her pussy was like a magnet to my tongue, so while she was in this very vulnerable position, I was going to be taking advantage of it.
I couldn't wait any longer, so I yanked my sweatpants off, gently placed my hands on her hips and pressed the head of my dick to her opening.
Without warning, I slammed into her, causing her to scream into our bed. My wife has always been very vocal, and it only spurred me on further.
When we were done, I slowly pulled out, and flopped down on my side, draping my arm over my head. Bella did the same only laying on her back, with her perfectly rounded belly proudly on display. I reached over and began to rub over our daughter, "How's your ass?"
"Fine for now. I'm surprised I'm not on fire after that," she replied, giving a little giggle at me.
I propped my head up on my hand and looked over at her, "I'm in no way apologizing. Your ass and pussy were on complete display; there was no way I could resist. I was hard the second you popped your ass in the air."
"I know," she giggled like she was guilty.
"You did that on purpose, didn't you?" I tried to sound like the wounded party.
"Sorta..."
"Sorta?" She was still giggling.
She glanced over at me, "I could've easily rubbed the gel on my own ass and legs, and I sorta...used my back as an excuse."
"You're insatiable, woman," I halfheartedly objected.
"Are you complaining?" She asked as she sat up to move off the bed.
"Oh, hell no. Any chance to fuck my wife like that, I'm taking it," I answered a little too determined to get my point across.
Bella reached across the bed and swatted my bare ass, "Let's get cleaned up. We need to meet Emmett and Rose in an hour, for lunch."
"Why didn't you just have them come here? I'm enjoying the peace and quiet," I complained like a petulant child.
Bella shook her head at me, "We have two days left before we head back to the real world of our jobs, and I promised Rose we'd have lunch with them. Plus, don't let me forget to call James. I promised I'd call when we got home."
"Fine." I hopped off the bed and headed for the bathroom, "C'mon, let's conserve water together."
One good scrub down and a shower blowjob later, we were finally heading out the door to meet up with my brother and sister in-law. Of course, both pregnant women were craving Mexican food and by the time we settled at our table, a waitress was already delivering a huge platter of fully loaded nachos.
I looked over at Bella, "What? I called ahead and requested to have it ready and waiting; I'm starving."
"Me, too. This looks so good." Rose reached across the table and started pulling the chips out that had extra Jalapenos, on them.
"Damn, Rosie, you're eating those Jalapenos like they're candy," Emmett said, wide-eyed.
"Shut up, Emmett. Your kids want spicy and they're gettin' it," Rosalie said, shoving another cause for heartburn, into her mouth.
I shook my head and looked over at my brother, "I'm glad I'm not the only one having to deal with their cravings. It's kinda funny that they both want spicy foods."
"Tell me about it. Rosie keeps a jar of pickled Jalapenos in the fridge, at home." He shook his head, laughing, "She was even dippin' 'em in her chocolate shake from McDonald's, the other day. It's so fuckin' nasty, dude." I didn't even wanna reach for a chip, afraid that I'd lose a finger, in the process.
Emmett and I started talking about how the football season was ending. He wasn't going to the Superbowl, but I told him that there's always next year. I only coached college football, but the rush of the game is always there. Having won a Superbowl in my time with the NFL, I prayed for Emmett to get that glory, someday.
"Have you been over to any of the shelters in the last couple of weeks?" I heard Bella ask Rosalie as our food was being served.
Rosalie nodded, "Yeah, I went by for a few hours on Tuesday. Oh!" She said excitedly, reaching for her purse, "This came for you while you were away."
Rosalie handed Bella an envelope. I was curious, so I leaned over to see if I could read the return address, "Who's it from?"
"Joyce." Bella ripped the envelope open and about five pictures fell out. I could see a cute baby with blond hair and bright blue eyes. To me, a toothless baby smile can make your heart melt.
Bella quickly read through the letter and handed it over to me as she looked through the pictures. Joyce told her all about her labor with her son and that her dad absolutely fell in love with him the moment he was born. She also told her about the college courses she was taking online and working part-time to help support her baby as much as she could. She was still waiting to receive the papers in the mail that confirmed the relinquishment of parental rights, from her ex-husband. It was ordered by a judge that her ex would never have any lawful rights to their child, at all, given his criminal record and the abuse toward Joyce. I smiled knowing that my wife had a lot to do with saving Joyce's life and the life of her son.
"I'll be there next Saturday. I haven't been in almost a month; I miss everyone over there." Bella sighed then forked the last bite of her green corn tamales, into her mouth. Green corn sounded nasty, but this was one of those times that I can agree with Bella's pregnancy taste buds.
Rosalie nodded, "There's a couple of new girls. One has a two-year old. Kennedy has 'em set up in the far back bedroom. Her names Rachel, I think. Her husband, Paul, nearly killed her. He's on the run, so the cops got her set up over there. I just hope they find this guy."
"That just makes me sick," Emmett said. He draped his arm over Rosalie's shoulders and pulled her over to him, kissing her temple. He reached down and rubbed his hand over Rosalie's visible baby bump. She looked like she could be close to five and half months pregnant. It's amazing how differently pregnancies can be.
Emmett continued, "Women are supposed to be cherished. They treat us men like we're kings. They cook, clean and spread their legs for us..."
Rosalie elbowed him in the stomach, "HEY!"
I chuckled, "I agree with Emmett. Where would we be without the loves of our lives? If I could give birth to our daughter, I would."
"Awe...honey, that's so sweet. I'll remind you of that when I'm in the middle of pushing your daughter out of my vagina," Bella said sarcastically before leaning over and kissing me on the cheek.
"I'm not pushing these two out. No way, no how. Thank goodness my doctor gave me the option on my last appointment. As of right now, Riley is breech, but the doctor said that there's a high possibility that she could turn." They had decided to name their babies Jacob and Riley, "I'm only four months and I already look like I ate a huge basketball. I'm getting a C-section; gotta save my crotch, somehow." Rosalie – always so outspoken.
I looked over at Bella, "Were you given an option?"
"Edward, we still have a little while to go. Plus, I'm not worried about my crotch, are you?" She asked, raising her eyebrows at me.
I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Can we please not talk about your crotch, right now? I really don't want my brother knowing anything about your tight pussy."
She smiled up at me shyly, "Sure, we'll save it for later, you big stud and I'm talking about your big dick."
Thank goodness Rosalie and Emmett were caught up in their own conversation at the moment. I growled at her, "Bella..."
We finished lunch with my brother and Rosalie with promises to see them the following week and made our way home.
BPOV
"Babe, don't forget to call your brother," Edward called out to me as I made my way to our bedroom to change back into my yoga pants and one of Edwards t-shirts.
"Thank you. I will in a few minutes. I just wanna change first. Why don't you call your mom and Joan to see if we can have lunch on Sunday? I'm sure they're dying to see our honeymoon pictures," I suggested before stripping out of my constricting clothes. I'd have to call my mom and see if she could make it, also. Gracie already called and left me a message, asking when Edward and I were going to be home.
Once I was changed and settled on the couch, I grabbed my phone. I could hear Edward in the kitchen on his phone, assuming, talking to his mom.
"It's about time you called me." James answered on the second ring.
"Shut up. I would've called you yesterday, but I've been almost unmovable. I got really bad sunburned on my back and other extremities, the day before we left," I explained, knowing that he was only giving me a hard time. Such brotherly love, already.
"Other extremities? Don't tell me … your ass?" He asked jokingly.
I giggled, "Yes, you dork. I didn't exactly think about putting sunscreen on my ass. Would you?"
"It depends … was I naked?" He queried, again, jokingly, "Bella, I don't think St. Thomas has nude beaches, down there."
"Oh, hush. I wasn't naked and for your information, we had a private beach. I just decided to wear a pair of my butt floss underwear to sunbathe in," I explained, making sure to give him more details than he needed.
"Okay, TMI, sis. I really don't need that mental picture. Now I'll have to have Vic flash me her tits to get rid of that image," he expressed, chuckling, "Hey, Vic! I need you to flash me your tits. Bella's trying to scar me for life."
I giggled, "Hi, Bella!" I heard Victoria yell from somewhere in their house.
"Tell her hi for me; how's Maddie?" Changing the subject from my burnt ass.
"She's great...wait a minute. Answer one question for me – well, it's not really a question, more like a statement." I can hear more teasing coming.
"What?"
"I guess Edward was right about you walking funny by the time you two got home." And the teasing continued. I suppose he was sliding very comfortably into his big brother status.
"Hardy, har, har … I'll have you know; I can walk just fine – just a little slow," I said hesitantly.
James laughed. I mean he really laughed at me, "Stop … It's not funny."
"It is, Bella. I bet Edward laughed, too," he said between breaths.
"I'm hanging up, now." I really wasn't, but I was over being picked on.
"Okay, okay fine … I'll stop. Now tell me how your honeymoon went," he relented and completely changed the subject much like I tried to do.
I smiled to myself. I could still hear Edward on the phone, "It was so beautiful down there. Have you and Victoria ever been?"
"Not yet. After I told Vic where you were going, she googled it and pulled up all sorts of pictures. It really is gorgeous. We probably wouldn't be able to get away until next summer, though," he explained. I smiled, knowing all too well that they'd have a great time.
Edward was finally off the phone and made his way over to sit next to me except he decided to lay down and put his head in my lap, his face against my stomach. I began running my fingers through his hair as I finished my conversation with my brother.
"I've got pictures. Do you want me to send them or wait until you come out in a few weeks?" Of course, it sucked that we'd be dealing with the court hearing, but then again, it was going to be exciting to see James again and finally meet Victoria and Maddie.
"You can hold on to them. It'll give us all something to gab about while we're there. You and Vic are gonna get along so great and Maddie's already so excited to meet her Auntie Bella." That made me smile more. I really was excited to meet the rest of my family.
I finished up my phone call with James and made a quick call to my mom. My dad was actually in town and agreed to make the drive out on Saturday and after lunch on Sunday, they'd head home because Gracie and Alex had school; mom also had work.
Thankfully by the time Saturday rolled around, I was no longer hurting from my sunburn. I was now a shedding mess of skin. And for some weird reason, Edward was enjoying peeling off the dead sheets of cells.
"You're enjoying this aren't you?" I asked, knowing full well that Edward had a smirk on his face.
I glanced over my bare shoulder. We were sitting on the edge of our bed, me completely shirtless while he peeled piece by piece of skin off my shoulders. I was lucky my butt wasn't peeling, but then again, that could've led to me having my ass in the air for him. He loved me like that.
"It's just weird watching the skin pull away," he replied, sounding amused.
I chuckled, "You're weird."
"I know, but you still love me anyway," he said with a pat to my shoulder with one hand and a tit squeeze from the other.
My parents arrived just as dinner was ready. Of course, they were staying with us, and after dinner, we all sat around and talked about St. Thomas. We were making plans to have a huge family vacation together. It may have to wait until our daughter was old enough, but we were definitely making plans for it.
During our chat, Gracie asked tons of questions about being an aunt and if my mom would be our daughters' aunt as well. I was getting so confused the more we tried to explain the difference to her. When it came time to tell Alex about why James wasn't his brother, too, we ended up relenting and decided to wait until he was much older.
The next day was so overwhelming; questions after questions were asked. I understood that everyone was excited about the arrival of our daughter, but some stuff we wanted to keep to ourselves. For instance, the name that we choose, but all in all, we really hadn't talked about it. There's a few names floating around, but I was sure we'd come up with a beautiful and unique name.
As I sat back and watched everyone, I couldn't help but look over to my dad and Edward. My heart felt good seeing them getting along so well. My dad gave him a hard time, but that was to be expected; he wouldn't be a good father in-law to Edward if he didn't pick on him, now and then.
My dad decided to come sit by me and have some father/daughter time, "Hey, kiddo. What's on your mind? You look lost in thought."
"I am, but it's all good. I'm just extremely happy right now, daddy. I couldn't ask for a better life." I laid my head on his shoulder. "I really couldn't." I was leading a felicitous life and loving every minute of it.
By four o'clock, we said our good-byes. I had an appointment with Esme on Wednesday to go over some final issues with the court hearing. She was hoping she could get the whole thing done and over with, in the judge's champers so that we didn't have to be around the courthouse for too long. I was dreading seeing the Dwyer's. I knew I would have to face them. I hadn't seen them since I was twelve years old, and I never thought about those people until all this crap came about. We pretty much figured out what the whole thing was about. After my dad ran a check on them... they're completely broke, so we came to the conclusion that they were trying to get my inheritance.
If I had it my way, I would give James half of what I inherited because he was also a product of Phil Dwyer.
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