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Chapter 36 Miami
BELLA POV
Rain came pouring down the window as I stared out at the ocean. We had arrived late last night at what was now our house here in Miami. It was the house Carlisle had given Edward at Christmas. It was very secluded and had Its own beach. I had never been to Miami but it had been forever since I put my toes in the sand and ocean. Too bad it was raining though or I could have done just that. I stared out the huge windows at the water though as I sipped my glass of wine I had poured. I heard movement from the other room and remembered I wasn't alone. Both Edward and I slept in this morning but it seemed since we had woken up he was avoiding me or maybe that's how I saw it. He said he was making sure the security system was up to date and getting things ready but it seemed like he was far away again.
I was still a little surprised by this trip. It seemed Jessica knew of it since she had packed a whole other suitcase with shorts, shirts and bathing suits. Another surprise about this trip was the lack of bodyguards. I knew Laurent was close by but not too close and Seth was currently in Seattle.
I was literally alone with my husband, no guards patrolling outside, no personal guards to follow me. Alone.
I rose my glass and the shirt I was wearing rose with me; I was wearing some tiny shorts as well. Even here in March it was hot and the rain didn't help the humidity. I then felt hands wrapped around my waist and a kiss to my head.
"Watching the rain?" Edward asked as I leaned back into him. I nodded, putting my other arm with his. "I made sandwiches," he said as he let go of me and went back towards the kitchen. His touches were getting fewer and fewer as the days rolled on. I followed him closely behind. He was wearing a white t-shirt and some shorts. I was definitely ogling him from behind.
As I sat on the stool at the bar, he pushed the plate with the sandwich on it. "Thanks," I said as I picked it up and took a bite. He smiled at me, and I smiled back. He had been doing that a lot since we got here but he seemed distant, it didn't make sense to me.
"Sucks that it had to rain on our first day here," he said and I nodded my head.
"Yeah, I really wanted to put my toes in the water," I said as I took another bite. He stared at me then like he was waiting for something.
"What?" I asked
"Nothing," he said as he finished off his sandwich. "Want to watch a movie?" he suggested as he threw his plate away.
"Sure, let me use the bathroom." I rose up from the stool and went to the other side of the house where our bedroom was. The whole house had been decked out in such tropical themes. It was so open and beautifully decorated. I felt so much better here. It was no wonder why Edward liked coming here.
After I was done with my business, I headed back to the living room with my phone in hand. Bree had been texting me with updates about her little ones.
"Edward," I said as I made it back to the living room. He wasn't there so I walked around some more until I saw him in my old spot staring out at the rain.
"Watching the rain?" I giggled as I put my arms around him. He stiffened at my touch before relaxing. "What's wrong?" I asked wondering what happened in the five minutes I had left him.
"Sean texted me. Tanner's out of the NICU." He said before turning around to face me, my hand dropping to their sides. Why did he seem so down about that?
"Bree texted me as well. That's good, right?" I said as I touched his hand with mine.
"It is, it's just…," he trailed off, not finishing his thought.
"Edward, what's wrong?" Why was he acting all sad? He seemed fine moments ago and then he heard from Sean and now this?
"I think it's this place, being here and all. I'm not busy so I'm overthinking things," he said, trying to avoid my gaze. He quickly turned from me and looked out the window. Why didn't he want to face me? Then it hit me like a ton of bricks.
"You're thinking of him, aren't you?" I said softly as my hand went to rub his arm. He froze but then he nodded.
"I didn't want to bring it up, that night." His fist then balled up. "But I don't feel like I'll ever move on if we don't talk about it and I don't think you will either."
I tried to stop the tears that pooled in my eyes then. I knew logically in my brain that night needed to be talked about. I knew we needed to talk to each other about a person who didn't make it, one we would never meet.
I started crying, feeling all the emotions rising from inside me. Edward looked down at me in concern.
"Bella," Edward started to say, and I quickly put my finger to his lips.
"You're right, we do need to talk about that night," I sniffled. "We'll never be able to fully move on if we don't."
New Years-3 Months ago.
EDWARD POV
Trying to keep the tears at bay, I made my way inside the elevator of my penthouse. Laurent, Emmett and Seth sliding inside with me. Everyone had been quiet since departing the plane, especially after seeing the blood-stained carpet. James had already messaged me with the current updates and I was trying my best to remain calm. As the elevator reached my floor, we all stepped off. Emmett and Laurent headed towards Em's penthouse while Seth and I headed towards mine.
"Bro," Em said and I looked at him. "If you need me, let me know," he said softly and I nodded.
Seth knocked on my penthouse door and we were met with an alarmed James. "Thank god you're here."
"Leah?" Seth suddenly asked
"Yes, she woke up, and she's been upset since," James said as Seth gave me a wide look.
"Where is she?" Seth asked and James pointed towards the guest bedroom. We watched him go and then I looked at James who was giving me a worried look.
"Boss…" James started but didn't finish his thought.
"Where is she?" I asked choking back a sob.
"Dr. Stevens and I put her in the other guest bedroom. I figured it would be best instead of the master suite. Memories and all." I nodded as Seth came out carrying Leah who was now bleeding.
"Where is Dr. Stevens?" Seth all but shouted.
Then the door where my wife was opened and Dr. Stevens came running out.
"What's going on?" she asked but then she saw Leah freely bleeding between her legs now.
She then snapped right into doctor mode. "We need to go to my clinic; I ran out of supplies with Mrs. Cullen." She then eyed me. "I'm so sorry, I tried." I nodded because I believed her wholeheartedly. James even said Dr. Stevens was determined to save our child but, in the end, it was too late.
"James go with them, Seth may need help," I mumbled.
"Boss, are you sure?" I nodded. I just wanted to be alone with my wife now.
James nodded and he and Seth left with Leah as Dr. Stevens followed. She turned back towards me "I was trying to get her in the shower so I could change the sheets. She refused to leave." I nodded as Dr. Stevens left the penthouse and I locked the door.
Taking no time, I walked down the hallway towards the guest bedroom. Opening the door, I froze.
There on the bed was Bella sitting up looking out at the city. The sheets were covered in red and pink in some places. All I could hear was sobs raking from her body but she never turned towards me as I neared her. My heart was beating loudly in my chest, and I tried to bury the sob that was threatening to come out.
"Baby?" I whispered out to her and she quickly looked at me. Her grief-stricken face looked at mine. It was as If she was searching for something.
"It won't stop," she said in a quiet voice, crying.
"What won't?" I asked her as I went to her. She stood up in her bra and panties letting the sheet she was covered up with fall to the floor. My eyes widened in horror, her underwear, whatever color they may have been, were soaked in blood.
"It won't stop." I looked at the spot she was sitting on the bed, and it was blood red. Dr. Stevens said she wouldn't budge so that blood must have accumulated there. I picked her up unable to keep staring at it and carried her down the hall to the master bathroom.
I sat her down and she fell to the floor crying. Adjusting the temperature to the shower, I quickly took off my clothes as I went to gather Bella in my arms again.
She fought me at first before she looked at me before sobbing again. I helped her out of her bra and pulled down her panties that were filled with clots as I tried to not let her see. After I had rid both of us of our clothes, we stepped into the shower together.
Bella swayed as I tried to wipe off the dried blood from her body. I failed her. I told her I would protect her and look at what happened. I looked up at Bella who was staring at me before looking down. She then started to shake. I rubbed her arms before drawing her near and hugging her.
"I'm sorry," I whispered. "I'm so sorry." We both slid to the shower floor.
We both cried for our loss and we both held onto each as the water fell on us.
****BID*****
After helping Bella into some underwear with a pad and pulling a nightshirt on her I carried her to bed in the master suite. The same bed that… nope I couldn't think of that.
She fell asleep instantly. I wanted to lay beside her, but I needed to clean up the mess in the other room. Making my way down the hall, my phone beeped with a notification. It was from James, asking if I was alright and that Dr. Stevens had to knock Leah out something about surgery to stop the bleeding.
I wanted to bring Jacob Black back and kill him all over again. For all of this pain he was causing, for all the hurt he did. As I entered the guest bedroom, I was overcome with emotions again. I quickly gathered the sheets in my hand and carried them to the laundry room before deciding to just burn them instead.
I also went to gather Bella's underwear and the ripped dress that she was wearing that had been pulled off to the side in the bathroom and threw it in the incinerator along with the bloody sheets. After cleaning up and making sure there was no sign of blood anywhere I walked back into my bedroom. I took another shower and climbed into bed with Bella.
Bella was shaking, mumbling words and I heard Jacob's name. Shit. Now she was dreaming of him? No, it was a nightmare. I went to her trying to bring her out of the dream when she started to scream.
"Bella!" I went to shake her and then her eyes flew open as I stared at her from on top of her.
"No! get off of me Jacob!" She closed her eyes and was trying to get away from me. My heart froze and I couldn't help the tears that fell.
Did she just?
I moved from being on top to the side where it seemed Bella turned towards the other wall. I could feel the ice move to my heart. This whole night had been heart breaking and it was only the beginning.
BELLA POV
Tears fell from my eyes after hearing Edward's version of that night. We had moved to the living room, I never knew of half of what he did that night. It made me feel horrible, knowing since the beginning he had only tried to protect me.
"I'm sorry," I said, truly sorry for pushing him away. "I'm sorry for not seeing you in front of me hurting."
"Bella," he started but shook his head. It was quiet between us, but I noticed I wasn't as upset as he was. Maybe time had truly helped me in ways and maybe it was time to help Edward now. Maybe I was strong enough.
"No, Edward. I should have but I was wallowing in my own grief." I looked away from him trying not to think of my grief at the moment.
"Bella, you were experiencing the most horrible moment of your life. How could you focus on anything else?" Edward said, pained.
I wiped my tears and looked at him. The man I loved, the man who never showed weakness unless it was towards me.
"Because we both lost a child that night," I said, this time not crying at those words but seeing my strong husband break made me want to cry with him.
He fell to the floor crying and the tears were pouring out of his eyes. I quickly touched him and went towards the couch and put his head into my lap. Rubbing his head, I waited till all the tears, hurt and pain was out. He needed closure. We sat there until his sobs stopped and the quiet then enveloped us.
It didn't take long for me to notice that Edward had fallen asleep with his head in my lap. I quietly rose from the couch being careful not to disturb him as I gently laid his head on a pillow. I then stood from the couch and looked down at my husband. He seemed so vulnerable in his sleep, not the strong man I was used to.
I went to the kitchen to get some water when I noticed the rain had stopped. Just like Edward tears had, the rain did as well. I then made my way towards the back door.
*****BID*****
I don't know how long I sat there in the sand, my long dress swaying in the breeze as I looked out towards the ocean. I was lost in my view until I saw a shadow beside me. I looked up smiling at the person beside me. "Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah." He then plopped right beside me with a drink in his hand. "Until I realized you weren't beside me."
"Sorry, it stopped raining and the beach was calling my name," I said with a smile, actually feeling relaxed in I don't know how long.
He smiled but I don't think it was a real smile. "You, okay?" I asked him.
"I'm better." He moved closer to me giving me a peck on my head. "Much better." I smiled at his words.
We sat there snuggled in each other arms watching the waves, the sound almost lulling me to sleep.
"I want you to know I never blamed you for it." I looked up at him then, as he drank a sip from the bottle of beer he was currently drinking. "I never blamed you for it at all."
"Where did that come from?" I asked, knowing he was talking about that day.
"I just wanted you to know in case you ever thought about it. I wanted you to know for sure it was never your fault," he said as he sipped.
I nodded. It was like he was reading my mind. I did blame myself sometimes for losing him, but another rational part of me told me it wasn't my fault, it was Jacob's.
"I get anxiety when I can't get a hold of you." I turned to look at him giving him a shocked look because I didn't know that.
"What?" I croaked out
"That's why I was being an ass the other day when you went to mom's looking at blueprints. It was because I had called you first and when you didn't answer, it reminded me of that day," he said as he took a long drink from the bottle.
"I'm sorry, I'll try to answer it from now on."
"No, that's not what I meant. I knew I was being an ass the night before, then I called and showed my ass even more. You did the right thing telling Laurent where you were going. Seth even texted me, I just…" He stopped talking for a minute as he gazed out towards the water.
"I guess I didn't like hearing it from my men." He kicked the sand at his feet. "I don't know, it sounds stupid with me saying it."
"No, I understand. You just wish I could have said something first to you before leaving. That's what is giving you anxiety not knowing if I'm there or not."
He replied, "yes, that's what I meant."
I nodded, chewing my lip as I remembered something else from that night. "That's why you won't fuck me anymore right?"
Edward choked on his drink as he gave me a look. "What do you mean?" he asked me with an intense stare.
"Why you won't fuck me. It's because I called you Jacob, isn't it? You were above me; you feel like if we have sex then that'll happen again." I let out a sigh, and Edward nodded. "It won't, Edward, it won't. I was in a flashback that night." I started to plead my case but then stopped. How could I be sure it wouldn't? What if I did see Jacob's face on Edward? That would just push us so many steps behind and negate the progress we had made.
There was silence between us. The only sound was the roaring ocean. "I'm not mad at you anymore," came from Edward's lips.
I looked confused. "You were mad at me?" I asked.
He nodded. "Just a bit. I think I was still hurt from you pushing me away."
I nodded; I understood it. He was there. I pushed him away not really knowing why I was even pushing him but I did. He hated me for it. Edward needed me too. If the tables had been reversed, wouldn't I have been upset as well?
"I feel horrible that you had to tell me your side of things that night for me to remember you being there," I started to say.
"You were trying to bury the memories of that night," Edward said and I nodded because he was right, I had been.
"I just remember the hotel room and Dr. Stevens saying I was bleeding. Then getting on the plane because she needed to get me back to Seattle but I think it was already too late when we got on there. I think by then I had lost him. I was in and out on the plane I'm guessing from the shot she gave me at the hotel."
Edward finished off the bottle of beer he was drinking and nodded. "Yes, you lost him on the plane." The tears came to my eyes then and I couldn't control them. "I was going to join you but Dr. Stevens really wanted to get you to Seattle. I think she thought it wasn't over at that time and that it would be better to be near her clinic just in case." Edward wiped the tears from his eyes as he came closer.
"But it was already too late," I finished for him as he nodded and tears pooled in his eyes. I looked at him before leaning my head against his.
"So, I finished my business there and then headed back to Seattle once it was over," he continued as he gave me a peck on my lips.
There was silence between us then the question on the tip of my tongue was begging me to ask him. I had to know, no I needed to know.
"The business? You killed them, right?" I knew they were dead but I didn't know if it had been by his hand.
He looked at me hard. Like he didn't want to tell me but then he nodded. "Both of them," he said and I nodded back. I didn't know what to say other than I was surprised he just told me he did it even though in my heart I knew.
"So, you staged it like a murder-suicide?" I said carefully.
"After I tortured both of them," Edward bluntly said and I froze. "Mainly Black." I choked on my dry spit then. I've heard the things my husband has been accused of. I've seen him kill Paul which scared me but now knowing that both Jacob and Charlie were killed by his hand I didn't feel sad, angry, or scared at his actions.
He then looked at me. "Does this make me look horrible in your eyes?"
I stared back at him and shook my head, "No." I then let out a chuckle. "This isn't the first time I've heard or seen you do something like this."
"But it is the first time I did it to someone close to you." He grabbed another beer that he had brought. "You shouldn't believe everything you hear either," he added and it seemed the atmosphere grew tense.
"I don't, Edward, I was just saying," I stopped talking, not really sure what to say now.
"I'm sorry, Bella, I always go to asshole mode for some reason," he confessed as he took a gulp of his beer.
I nodded, knowing his childhood probably had something to do with It. I kept mum, but I really wanted to know why he acted the way he did, why he suddenly froze, why he was mean whenever something personal was said. I know he said a lot today, but it could also be this place. I mean if we went back to Seattle, he could just go back to the way he had been not that it was bad, but I liked Edward being in touch with his emotions.
"Will you tell me?" I gave him a look. I longed to know what made my husband this way.
"One day," he said as he gulped some more beer. I could see it in his eyes he wanted to, but he wasn't ready. The atmosphere became a little tense then and I rose up knocking the sand off of me.
"Hungry?" I asked him hoping to ease the tension I suddenly felt and he shook his head at me.
"Not really."
I didn't like the sudden mood now, it seemed we were being open and talking and now he was closing up again.
"Edward," I said, not letting his mood deflate me anymore, he needed to talk to me.
"I'm sorry," he said as he rose up and headed towards the water walking past me. He had reached the beach quickly. I turned from him walking into the water. The urge to join him was strong but instead I turned back towards the beach house and made my way inside.
*****BID*****
I cut the vegetables beside me and threw them into the pan. Edward may not have been hungry but I was. Grilled veggies sounded good to me. Edward hadn't returned yet and I just didn't understand why he closed up at the mere mention of his father's name. Had he been abused? He gave me vibes that he had. He said before his father was tough on him and the lack of a relationship between the two pushed me more into that thought.
Why did it seem better for Emmett and Alice? Especially Alice but could that be because she was his only daughter? It could be a mafia thing Carlisle was harder on Edward because he was to take over for him. Somewhere along the way the relationship became strained. It consumed my thoughts that I didn't even hear Edward approach me from behind.
"What are you thinking so hard about?" Edward said with a smile as he pecked me on the cheek and hugged me from behind.
Not wanting to cause tension again, I didn't bring up my current thoughts but something that I had been thinking about. "I think I know what I want to do with Charlie's house."
Edward let go of me and I turned to face him, he gave me a look but seemed interested.
"Make it a home for women who have been in domestic situations or a shelter. Hire someone to run it, give them some sort of security. There's nothing like that in Forks or La Push," I finished turning back to the pan and emptying the vegetables onto a plate.
Edward stood across from me with his arms crossed and let out a laugh. "Only working at the foundation for a week and you already acting like a boss." I let out a chuckle, but he wasn't wrong it had given me some insight as to what I wanted to do with my childhood home.
"I'll invest Cullen Enterprises into it," he said as he came to kiss me. "Since you already have a project rolling with the Cullen Foundation, I'll definitely bankroll this one and you can take it over."
I kissed him again, longing to do more but I still had more to tell him. "Thanks, I also want to learn some self-defense training," I rushed out and Edward froze.
"What?" Edward's eyes flashed with what looked like a hint of anger but then he looked at me with a questionable gaze. "Do you think my methods of protecting you aren't up to standard?"
I froze. "No, no that's not what I meant. It's just…," I trailed off, unable to grasp this mood he was currently showing.
"You just want to be able to defend yourself," Edward finished for me.
"Yes, I know how to use a gun but what if I'm in a situation and a gun isn't present?" I said as I brought the vegetables to the table.
"That'll never happen but I understand what you're saying. So, I will ask Emmett and James to help you with that," he reasoned as he stole a vegetable from the plate.
"Why not you?" I ate a vegetable wondering why he couldn't teach me anything.
"Analyzing all the ways I could kill you? Pinpointing all the ways I could break your body or cause you pain?" He shook his head, and a chill went down my spine. "Sorry, I can't do it."
I nodded but luckily, I didn't feel any tension in the air.
"Come on, let's go watch that movie," he urged as he grabbed the plate of vegetables and I followed him towards the living room.
****BID*****
We had started The Batman, where I presently wasn't trying not to drool over the lead but he was too damn hot. Not as hot as my husband but Edward just scowled at me while I gave him a smile. It wasn't long into the movie that I drifted off to sleep.
Waking up, the credits were rolling on the screen and I felt myself being spooned from behind. Edward was asleep as well since I could hear his snores in my ear. I rose up moving Edward's arm in the process. He didn't budge and quickly turned to the other side. I smiled and got up to go to the bathroom. It was a different sight to see him carefree here and I noticed he had been resting much more lately.
After finishing my business in the bathroom, I headed back to the living room where Edward still laid. I leaned against the wall and just stared at him. He was wearing a t-shirt and some basketball shorts; he had his arm laid back over his head. I went to him trying to be quiet so as not to disturb his sleep, he was softly snoring and I smiled.
His hair had fallen into his eyes and I went to push it back when I felt an arm grab my wrist. Edward's vivid green eyes stared at me before letting my wrist go. "Ouch," I said as he sat up.
"Sorry, even in my sleep I sensed someone." He grabbed my wrist and kissed it trying to soothe it. I was fine but I let him do it. "Have you been up long?" he asked me and I shook my head leaning down to kiss his lips.
Judging by his expression I caught him off guard but he did kiss me. I could tell he was holding back though; he wouldn't go into a full-fledged make-out session and it sort of made me mad. I missed him so much and I thought being here may change things.
"Come on, let's go to bed," Edward ordered as he rose up and I became giddy inside. I don't know if he saw my change in mood but he didn't comment on it.
After heading towards the bedroom and changing into a thin chemise I made my way to the bed. I heard Edward moan and scoff before laying beside me in just basketball shorts. I laid my head on his chest, listening to his quicken heartbeat as he wrapped me into his arms and gave me a peck on my forehead.
"Good night, love you," he said as he pulled me closer. I tried not to scoff into the darkness. I felt a bit disappointed since I thought we made strides today in communication. Why couldn't we in other areas?
I kissed his neck since my head was laying there and moved my hand down his stomach. He quickly grabbed my hand before it could go any farther.
"Bella," he warned in a husky tone. "Come on, let's just go to sleep. Let's not push this right now." I laid back disappointed. We had been here a day already and made strides. Why couldn't we push the issue of having sex? Then again, he may not have wanted to since if I did in fact have a flashback, it would loom over us the rest of the time we were here. Then again, maybe I just needed to take matters into my own hands. I rose up getting Edward's attention.
"Bella? You alright?" he asked, sitting up as well.
I then quickly sat on his lap before he even processed it, his eyes looked at me in shocked gaze but then relaxed as I leaned down to kiss him. We made out like horny teenagers while I dry-humped on top of him. I felt him get hard as soon as I started grinding.
"No, I'm not alright," I confessed after we broke apart to breathe. "I want to fuck my husband," I demanded, looking into his eyes and I touched everywhere on his body that I could. His pecs, abs, and arms, I even grabbed his shoulders before moving my hands towards his back to scratch there.
Edward didn't say anything but moan and then he kissed me again. His head dipped and he started kissing my neck as I grinded. I felt his cock bulging. He dipped his head between the neckline of the chemise I was wearing before taking my nipple into his mouth and sucking. I let out a cry as pleasure exploded from the vibrations I was feeling. He then moved to the other one, still not neglecting the one he was just sucking by pulling at the nipple. I let out a groan and kept grinding on top of him. I lifted my lower body off of him a bit to touch his throbbing penis that was threatening to come out of his shorts.
He groaned as I touched it from the outside before lifting the shorts and boxers and grabbing it with my bare hand. I squeezed and then cupped his balls as he let out another groan. He was attacking my neck with his mouth. He suddenly stopped when I grabbed his penis again and started moving my hand up and down.
"Bella," he quietly moaned my name while groaning. It sounded like a warning. I kept up my hand gestures while he suddenly stopped his wandering and sucking. One minute my hand is in my husband's shorts and the next I'm laying on the bed underneath him.
"Edward," I let out a sigh as he started kissing my lower legs and moved up with his tongue licking places along my legs. I then felt the sudden gush of air as I felt something being ripped from my body. Then I felt Edward's hot breath in my most private area. Motherfucker ripped my underwear! Yes!
He blew a breath and I felt my body tingle and my nipples go hard at the sensation. Then I felt his tongue enter me and I clenched at the feeling. It had been so long since I had felt this. I closed my eyes as his tongue reached my clit and licked softly. I moaned and went to grab his hair as I felt the sensations stop.
"Bella, look at me." I opened my eyes and looked at my husband from below, then he started sucking and licking again, not taking his eyes off of me. My nipples stayed hardened at the feeling and Edward went to grab both of my breasts as he played with my nipples. It didn't take long until I felt that familiar coil tighten in my belly and I knew I was close. Edward picked up the pace with his tongue by going faster knowing I was close before the coil in my belly snapped and I let out a scream as I came. Edward continued to lick as I came before he finally stopped.
"I don't have a condom," he painfully confessed but regretfully. It confused me at first but he knew I started birth control. He looked ashamed like he had somehow forgotten it. "I wasn't sure," he started to say before I cut him off
"Edward," I said in a rough voice, while he stared at me. "Just fuck me."
His eyes widened at my response but then he gave me a smirk. "My pleasure," he acquiesced as he pushed into me as slow as he could. My body slowly convulsed at the feeling. It had been too long.
"So tight." I heard Edward say as he lowered his body on me and gave me kisses. "I love you," He whispered as he moved up and began to move in and out of me. I moaned at each thrust; it was pleasurable as well as painful as it had been too long. It felt like my body was slowly waking up at each thrust.
He was moving gently, letting me get used to him. I knew from the past that he wasn't all the way in just on how I felt. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tried to move closer to his body. Our chests touching each other as he thrust in and out of me. I kissed his pecs and unwrapped my arms from his neck. I lightly touched his chest with my fingernails and moved them to his shoulders and scratched down his arms. He let out a moan and then began to thrust harder.
"Oh!" I let out as my body went back to the bed. Edward stared down at me as he pushed in and out. I now knew he was all the way by how full I felt. I leaned back up and moved my hands up his back and scratched all the way down and grabbed his ass and squeezed.
He growled and then started fucking me harder, I now had lost all of my senses, as I felt the sensations all combusting at once. "Ahh…" I couldn't stop moaning at the feeling even when I met him for each thrust.
"Fuck, Bella," he mumbled between clenched teeth. "I'm not going to last long." I knew neither of us would, it had been months but I was just happy we were doing it again.
As Edward picked up the pace, all thoughts went from my head as I felt that coil going again. It didn't take long, especially meeting Edward's eyes as I let go screaming his name. He followed right behind. "Fuck!" I heard as he came in me.
We stayed joined while our breaths returned to normal before he pulled out of me. He leaned down to kiss me and it seemed that he let out a sigh of relief. I was probably over thinking that but that's what it sounded like. Rising up from the bed, I left it to go pee. Edward also went to the bathroom with me and cleaned himself as well.
We rejoined in the bed and I laid down on his chest, neither one of us redressing. It didn't take long for sleep to evade us.
****BID*****
Sunlight poured into the windows, and I could feel the heat touch my face. I let out a moan at myself for not having put down the blinds last night. I rose up feeling light and fulfilled as I gazed at Edward's naked body. He was sleeping still but was all laid out for me to see. I kissed him on the head as I got out of bed.
I quietly made my way into the bathroom, closing the door so I could quietly pee. After finishing my business, I washed my hands and looked into the mirror. A permanent smile had been etched into my face. A smile I hadn't really seen in a long time. I wanted to cry in relief, finally I felt free.
I also stared at my naked body from last night's lovemaking. My nipples looked larger and I could see a few bite marks on my skin. The memory of how they got there enveloped me and made me sigh with a smile. It finally felt like things may be back to normal.
Heading towards the shower, I turned on the water. The shower was huge, and I had to admit it was bigger than the one at home. After feeling the water and making sure it was warm, I stepped in. The hot water fell over my tired muscles and aches from last night. I couldn't keep the smile off my face as I grabbed the shampoo to wash my hair.
While rinsing, I heard the shower door open, and felt hands go for my ass. "I woke up and you weren't there." I felt his hard cock on my ass cheeks, and it sent a thrill through my body. I went to grab the soap but was stopped by Edward's hands. "There is no point in getting clean right now." He then started squeezing my ass before moving his hands to my nipples and pinching them. I let out a moan and turned my head towards him to kiss him. He returned it still while playing with my breasts. My back arched at the sensation and my ass hit his hard cock. He let out a growl before letting go of my lips, pushed me against the shower wall and entered me from behind. I moaned at the sensation as it brought back memories of the Halloween Party with me against the glass window.
Edward slapped my ass cheeks as he kept fucking me from behind. All I could hear was his groans and the wet slaps from our fucking. Shit, I loved and hated this position. It felt amazing but it also made me climax way too soon.
As soon as the thought passed, I could feel my walls tighten around his dick and I moaned as he pushed me to the brink. "Fuckkk…," I let out as I came with Edward at the same time. The hot water still pouring around us, as he pulled out and I fell to the floor.
"You alright?" Edward asked with a smirk knowing good and well I was.
I smiled at him as he helped me back up. "Let me wash you," he said as he grabbed the soap. I gave him a smile as he lathered me up. Once he was done, even washing my most private parts, it was my turn. Once I had washed most of his body and came in contact with his dick again it seemed to be a waste as his dick entered me again. Such a waste of soap but I didn't care in the slightest.
EDWARD POV
This week was going amazing well. I didn't think things were going to be this easy after our talk but they were. It literally felt like old times and it didn't feel like anything was hanging over our heads. We snorkeled, swam, fucked, ate, fucked, relaxed, fucked. I felt carefree being here with my wife. We had been in our own world alone on this beach. With two days left of our trip my wife wanted to go out to the city.
I really didn't want to. I wanted to stay in our little bubble but the smile on my wife's face kept me from saying no. I was currently already waiting for her to finish getting ready. We were going to eat and maybe hit up downtown. I don't know but she just wanted to go around the town. I rather eat here and then maybe eat her and go into her town but that wasn't happening maybe later.
"You ready yet?" I shouted from my seat in the living room.
"I'm almost done!" she shouted back clearly sick of me asking, judging by the frustration in her voice.
I smirked and leaned back on the couch. I really wanted to stay here longer but there was already a shitstorm waiting for me back home. Emmett had texted me a few things but I told him to call if it was an emergency. Apparently, the Denali's had another shipment stolen and they were on Em's ass about it. So, he sent James down here to spy on another exchange. Em said he really felt something was up since they kept asking for me to check it out. He thought it was a possible set up and so did I so James was secretly checking it out. I also went ahead and told Jasper to hack the account that was trying to steal from me. There also hadn't been any movement from Stacey. According to Mal, who I had tailing her, didn't leave her apartment, had groceries delivered, but no boyfriend had visited. Em also said Liam was having issues again and I really didn't want to go back out there but it may be inevitable.
I was pulled from my thoughts when my wife walked in. She was wearing this tight ass dress that made my dick harden. The tops of her breasts peeping out of the top of it. The thin straps on her shoulders. Her hair was curled, and I didn't know whether to fuck her or tell her to take her ass back and change.
"Are you trying to kill me?" I squeezed out. "Or are you trying to get some other fucker killed?" I said as I stood up and marched over to her.
She grinned but then it went away as soon as I approached. I touched her face and sighed. "You do look beautiful." Her smile came back, and she leaned into my hand.
"You look handsome yourself," she whispered, looking me up and down. All I was wearing was some jeans and a button-down shirt. I noticed she was staring intently at me and this may be my chance to keep her here instead of going out.
"We don't have to go you know." I leaned in, my lips touching her ear. "We could stay in, cuddle, maybe do more than cuddle?" I took her earlobe in my mouth and began to suck on it.
"No! I mean later I want to do that but I really want to see the city!" she cried and walked away from me as I tried not to roll my eyes.
"Fine, but if the fuckers look too much at you, I won't hesitate."
"Edward! Stop it, behave!"
I gave her a grin, but she didn't know how serious I really was right now.
After we climbed into the BMW, I had rented we headed to the city. It was overcrowded as always, and there wasn't anywhere to park. We ended up eating at the Gibson Room. Not my first choice but I was just trying to make my wife happy. I had Laurent follow us since we were going into the city and to stay behind. I also got him to pay the owner a few bucks to wipe any footage of us being there. Not that I was worried but the whole idea of the Denali's having issues with their shipments in the same city and me being here as well had me taking precautions. I thought maybe we would eat and then walk downtown or something but no my wife wanted to go to a bar or lclub. Now, I knew she was trying to push my buttons.
So, imagine my surprise when I gave in and we went to a club. We were just sitting at a table while Bella sipped her 4th drink. I was about to cut her off, but I really didn't want to argue with her. She was having the best time so I just let her be.
"Let's dance!" Bella said from my side and I gave her a look. Yep, should have cut her off especially when she got up and started staggering.
"Bella!" I chased after her, damn it why did she get to run off like that? My heart was beating out of my chest. Man, I need to work on my anxiety but ' it for her running off like that.
My heart settled once I saw her in the middle of the dance floor, her eyes closed as she swayed to the music. A part of me wanted to grab her and leave, another part wanted to shout how can you be so reckless to come here alone? The rational part won as I just watched my wife dance. I was mesmerized by how she swayed to the music. It felt like time slowed down and it was just us two standing there.
Was this wonderful human really mine? Was she really smiling and laughing now? Was her broken face and form from the past few months completely gone? I then vowed at that moment to always keep her happy. I loved the smile currently on her face, her carefree mood that had taken hold. I never wanted it to end. This woman had really crept in the dark part of my soul and made me whole again.
I smiled and for the first time I felt free. She was mine, would always be mine and she wasn't going anywhere. The anxiety suddenly whooshed out of me and was replaced with anger when some skinny guy came up behind my wife to dance. She smiled; her eyes still closed when she turned to touch the man behind her chest.
Her eyes opened, and her smile faded when she realized it wasn't me. She went to turn away, but the fucker grabbed her arm. Hell no, that's when I made my way over.
BELLA POV
I really thought it was Edward. It smelt like Edward, it felt like Edward, but it was not Edward. I tried to move away but the man grabbed my hand. I tried to pull away and suddenly the arm holding me let go but not on its own accord. Edward had pushed the guy to a nearby corner and was in his face. I quickly hurried over to them.
Edward was in the guy's face, holding his arm. The dude was scared shitless, as Edward stared at him with a menacing stare. They were quickly drawing attention and I went to pull Edward's arm.
"Edward." He immediately released the guy upon my touch. Wow, that was weird.
"Let's go!" he demanded as he grabbed my arm and we hurried out of the club. I didn't want to leave but we were drawing a crowd.
Walking to the car, more like being dragged to the car, made me a bit angry. "Hey!" I called out trying to pull back from his grip. "Hey!"
He stopped walking and turned towards me. He looked mad but not as mad as I have seen him before. The words that I wanted to say were erased from my lips. The expression on Edward's face was longing. I couldn't even describe it. He was mad but not at me.
"Can we just get back to the house?" he asked in a calm voice even though his body was shaking. I noticed this didn't bother me one bit. If anyone else had been watching or noticed, they would have been scared out of their mind.
"Yeah," I answered wanting to go now as he let go of my arm we climbed into the car.
It was really quiet as we passed the scenery. I knew why Edward had gotten mad; he didn't direct the anger towards me but I could tell he was tense. I just didn't like being grabbed like that.
As we made it back to the beach house, I hurriedly climbed out of the vehicle. I don't know why I was so mad maybe because every time I went out with Edward he acted like a possessive man with no morals. But something about this time was different, maybe it was because I thought we had talked. I thought we had reached a place in our relationship.
With my heels in my hands, I took off towards the beach bypassing the house completely. I heard Edward calling behind me, but I ignored him. I felt the wind hit my face as I ran. I could smell the salt from the water and my dress hitting my bare skin as I came to a stop by the shore.
My chest was pounding and it rose up and down as quick breaths came out of my mouth. I dropped my heels in the sand as my feet glided towards the water. I closed my eyes as I walked into the ocean dress and all not caring if it was ruined.
"Bella," I stopped walking and opened my eyes at the voice behind me and turned around. He looked stricken, like he was scared but only for a moment. "I'm sorry," he apologized as he approached me. The anger I felt, the weird feeling in my chest quickly faded away. He slowly came up behind me putting his arms around me. I shuddered at his touch and he quickly removed his arms. "I fucked up again," he said and then I grabbed his arm.
"I just don't like being grabbed," I said with all honesty. He nodded.
"I'm sorry, when it comes to you, I'm not in control of myself," he murmured. "Seeing that man approach you!" His hands then became fists. "I let him approach you. What the fuck was wrong with me?" He went to walk away from me.
"Edward, stop!" I grabbed his arm again not wanting him to leave. That's all he does is leave without working stuff out.
"You're right, we need to talk about this," he agreed and I smiled. He took a few deep breaths before he spoke again "I can't stand it when other men approach you," he admitted.
I smiled at his honesty. "Don't you think I would like another woman approaching you?" I said with gusto but there were major differences between us. "You can't fight every man that comes near me or touches me. I mean what if the cops were called? I don't think you own them down here? Aren't you trying to be under the radar?"
Edward froze still as a statue. He didn't like that I said that but he made no comment."Touché, my wife, touché. But if you think I'm just going to stand by when some dude puts his hands on you then you're mistaken."
I shrugged and then took a deep breath. "I'm not saying not to approach but to put your hands on them? Then me?" I added. I didn't think he would hurt me but I'm not a possession nor am I a rag doll that likes to be pulled around with.
Many emotions flickered on his face but it landed on guilt. "I'm so sorry, Bella, I truly am."
I went to him this time throwing my arms around his shoulders and leaning in for a kiss. "You're forgiven." I know it wasn't easy for Edward. He admitted that me being away from him gave him anxiety. So, another person touching me, well there is no telling what that did. He needed help, he really did but there was so much to him I still didn't know and that included his childhood.
The kiss I gave enlightened something in him and he started kissing me with a frenzy. All other thoughts currently in my head were now gone as I kissed him back. His lips ran to my neck as I started unbuttoning his shirt.
"Damn," he mumbled, but I attacked his pecs as soon as they came into view. Edward never let me be in control of the situation then he hustled me up to take me towards the house. I tried to fight my way out of his hold when he finally let me go. He looked all confused as he stared at me but I led him towards the water.
"Really?" he asked as it dawned on him where I was going. I smiled. I wanted beach sex and boy was I going to get beach sex. We kissed again as he removed the straps to my dress and pulled it down until I was left clad in my thong.
He took a step back to look at me. "You and you're not wearing a bra, ass." He smirked as he dived in to suck my nipples. I whimpered at the contact as his hand made its way down my body and his hand tore the piece of cloth away from my most private area. I felt the breeze against my heated skin. His fingers slowly entered me as he kept on sucking my nipple while his other hand played.
"Fuck!" I let out a groan at the sensations.
'"Yes, fuck. That's definitely what we're going to do," he said as he removed his hand and laid me down on the shore.
****BID******
I woke up to sunshine, the sun was blazing in the sky. I put my hand in front of me trying to block it out. There was a blanket covering me and I had forgotten where it came from. After we had sex on the beach we then went into the ocean where we did it again. We then made our way to the house but we stopped in the sunroom where there was a huge ass bed swing. We then did it one more time where I remembered falling asleep with Edward beside me.
I was currently lying on the sunroom floor on the swing, which was no longer a swing, as it had been broken. I think I remember it falling a bit while I was being fucked to death. Good thing it was very close to the floor. I rose up keeping the blanket on my body. Edward was not beside me. Our last day at the beach and he wasn't here.
I stood up and called his name towards the house but it was quiet. Just as I was about to walk into the kitchen, I saw him sitting in a chair on the beach. I wrapped the blanket tightly around me and made my way towards him.
The closer I got to him I noticed he had put on last night's clothes again. His shirt was open and blowing in the breeze. I smiled as I got closer and he smiled back at me but I could tell it wasn't a genuine smile.
"Is everything okay?" I asked as I looked at him. His face gave nothing away but his hands played with his phone.
I sighed; I knew something had happened. Edward looked far away. "We're leaving, aren't we?"
Edward nodded, unsure of the answer himself it seemed. He took a deep breath. "Emmett called," he replied as he rose from the chair and came towards me. He kissed my lips and I in return gave him a quick peck.
"Is everything alright?" I knew everything wasn't alright but he hadn't said why Emmett called and I was growing restless.
"It's Carlisle," Edward quietly spoke and my heart dropped. Was he dead? There was no other reason for Em to call, right?
"They gave him till the end of the week," Edward finished and my heart whooshed, so he wasn't dead.
"We need to go back then," I said as Edward nodded. "I'll go pack." I turned from him and was going to head to the house until he pulled me in his arms.
He grabbed the blanket from my arms and threw it away as he kissed me with such fervor. "Edward," I moaned but he pushed me against the tree near the chair. There I was naked as a newborn babe and my husband was kissing me like we were in the privacy of our bedroom.
He removed his shirt and my hands went for his pecs and abs as he unzipped his jeans. In one swift motion he entered me and I cried out as he fucked me against the tree.
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