So, this short story is dedicated to Carey Anne and the ladies who were in on my Zoom call, Clo, Aileen, Emma, Consuelo, Alyscia, Trina, Brier Lynn and Krida. It will be a drabblish story, with shorter chapters. Shorter chapters mean quicker updates! :-)

This is not mine. I don't own Twilight, but I wish I did. Sigh …

Up next will be some citrusy moments between Glitterella and Sparkleward. We're also going to some jumping ahead, time-wise. We're going to see how they're adjusting to sheltering-in-place on a tropical resort. Will they lose their shit? Who else is stuck at the resort?

Chapter Thirteen

March 16th, 2020

The winds made the curtains flutter. The air conditioning was off, encouraging the blankets to be in a ball at the foot of the bed. Edward hummed, naked as the day he was born, teetering on the precipice of being awake and sleep. As he shifted, his fingers glided along Bella's equally as naked body. When he cupped her breast, he tumbled over that precipice and woke up. He needed her.

He always needed her.

Cracking open his eyes, he stared at Bella's exquisite body. Her curves were enticing, calling to him. With a lazy, crooked grin, Edward nuzzled her neck. She sighed, shifting on the bed and moved to lay on her back. Perfect, Edward thought to himself, moving to hover over her sleeping form. He kissed her neck, sucking on her warm, fragrant skin. She hummed, arching up toward him.

"Wake up, love," Edward purred, nipping at her ear. "I want you to be awake while I make love to you." He pressed open-mouthed kisses along her neck and down her chest, wrapping his mouth around her nipple. He swirled his tongue around the dark pink bud.

"You are a man obsessed," Bella rasped, her voice scratchy from sleep. Her fingers tangled into his tousled locks as she shifted beneath him.

"But, you like it," he chuckled. His hand cupped her other breast, squeezing it gently.

She chuckled darkly, taking his other hand and guiding it between her thighs. "What do you think?"

His fingers glided along her swollen, soaked folds. He grinned crookedly, languidly circling her clit. "All for me?"

"I had some sexy dreams of us, Sparkle," she cooed, spreading her legs apart. "It involved you, me, your tongue, my tongue, your cock and some lube."

"We don't need lube, baby," Edward growled, slipping a finger into her pussy. "You're soaked."

"I am, but where I want you doesn't naturally get wet," she explained, bucking her hips.

"Fuck me," he growled, crashing his mouth against hers. He curled his fingers inside her as he imagined what she wanted. And, he wanted it. It was sexy. It was taboo. It was intimacy on the deepest level. She was saying that she trusted him. It made his heart burst out of his chest. "I … I … as much as I want that, we need to prepare, Bella."

"Agreed," she said, sucking on his lower lip. "But, I want it. I want it with you. Soon." She wrapped her fingers around his length, stroking him gently. "Now, I want your cock inside me. Make me yours, Edward. Fill me up, baby."

He removed his fingers from her warmth and spread her legs further apart. His cock brushed over her clit, making her whimper. Grasping his length, he teased her folds before sliding inside her body. They both gasped, reveling in the feeling. He kissed her before sitting up. He lifted her body as he began thrusting inside. His thumb took purchase on her clit as his cock disappeared in her pussy. He loved feeling her around him, seeing his cock soaked with her juices. "Your pussy is made for me, Bella. You're so fucking tight, squeezing me."

"You're big," Bella growled, cupping her breasts while he slammed into her body at a breakneck pace. "So fucking big …"

"Hmmmm," he smirked, sliding out of her pussy. "On your hands and knees, Glitter. I'll show you big."

She rolled over, wriggling her ass. Edward laughed, bringing his hand down on her backside. The slap was loud, making Bella moan as she fell forward. Her hand snaked down her body, finding her clit and rubbing it roughly.

"As much as I like that, I want you to spread your ass, baby," Edward commanded, sliding the head of his cock along her dripping folds.

"What are you planning on doing?" she cooed. Her hands grasped the globes of her behind and spread them enticingly.

Edward slid into her, growling at how different she felt at this angle. "Trust me, baby." With one hand, he gripped her hips and the other hand moved to his mouth. He got his middle finger wet, soaking the digit. He circled her asshole. Bella shuddered, rolling her eyes back. "I want to feel how tight your ass is. Keep your hands right there as I fill you up, completely, love."

"Please, Edward. Please," she begged, tightening her grip on the globes of her ass.

Edward's grin was slow, seductive as he pressed his finger into her asshole. Bella gasped, her whole body quaking with anticipation. Her pussy was tight, but her ass, it was like a vice. He knew he wouldn't last long when they crossed that bridge. "Relax, Bella. I want to give you so much more." She moaned as he pushed another finger into her rosette. "Oh, fuck, baby. I can feel how my fingers in your ass … you're drenching me, Bella."

"Fuck me hard, Edward. Make me come," she pleaded, spreading her legs and scratching her fingernails onto her skin.

He grunted, pounding into her pussy with his cock and twisting his fingers in her ass. He was sweating, lost in her. Bella's tanned skin was glowing with her own perspiration as she met him, thrust for thrust. "God damn, Bella. Come all over my cock. That's it."

"Oh, my GOD!" she wailed, her hands falling from her behind. She slapped her palms on the bed as she lost herself in the sensations of Edward's cock in her pussy, massaging that perfect spot inside and his fingers curling in her ass. "Edward! Don't stop! Don't stop! Do NOT stop!"

"Never, Bella," he growled, slamming into her. "Fuck! I …" He stopped himself from saying that he loved her, but it was just at the tip of his tongue. "Come with me, Bella. I can feel you."

"Yes!" she moaned, pushing up and arching her back. She flicked her clit with her fingers. "I'm dripping, Edward. I'm so wet for you. Only for you." Her muscles clenched around his cock. "Edward!"

He groaned as his cock twitched inside her, pulsing streams of his cum. "My Bella," he panted, falling forward and kissing her sweaty back. My beautiful, amazing Bella. I love you so much! They breathed heavily, trying to calm down until Edward's stomach snarled angrily.

"You harnessing angry grizzly bears?" Bella teased, rolling over and smirking at him.

"I am, but this is a sight," he replied, his eyes traveling along her body and focusing between her thighs. Her pussy gleamed in the early morning sunlight with her arousal and his cum. "You're completely naked, looking completely desirable and I'm leaking out of you."

Without shame, Bella slid her hands between her thighs and spread the wetness over her pussy. She whimpered, teasing her clit. Keeping her gaze on him, she brought her fingers to her mouth and tasted them. Edward growled, grasping her hand and doing the same. She grinned slowly. "We tasted good together, Sparkle. Your inner caveman must be doing a jig."

"He is," Edward chuckled. "You're mine." He kissed her deeply, wanting to be buried in her body again. But, he knew it would be some time before he was ready to go. It was Bella's stomach that broke their kiss. "Come on, love. Let's shower and address those angry grizzly bears."

They showered and got dressed. The sunny morning had devolved into rain and storms. Bella wore a pair of leggings with one of Edward's button-down shirts. Edward slid on a pair of jeans and a hoodie. They walked to the main resort building with their fingers intertwined. It was clear that many people had booked it out of dodge. There were only a handful of guests remaining.

"I'm surprised that people managed to leave," Bella said, surprised at how deserted the resort was.

"Me, too," Edward responded, sliding his arm around her waist. "But, we're lucky that we get to stay here and that Osvaldo didn't kick us to the curb. Obviously, we're going to need to adjust to being here, but we'll make it work. I'm with you and that makes this quarantine exciting."

"If we wake up the same way we did this morning, then, oh yes!" Bella laughed. "We do need to talk to Osvaldo or someone from the resort. We may be in paradise, but we're running out of clean underwear."

"Good point," he snickered. "We'll cross that bridge after we eat breakfast. I worked up an appetite."

"Me, too, Sparkle," she replied, kissing his jaw.

They sat down at a table. Nahuel came over, taking their order. He was wearing a mask over his face, showing his concern over the virus running rampant on the planet. He also handed Bella and Edward a paper with the new rules of the resort due to the pandemic. Everything made sense, but one rule stuck out. "Nahuel, starting tomorrow, we need to wear masks in public areas. We have some, but can we purchase more? They're the disposable kind like you have," Edward explained.

"Right now, masks are a prized commodity," Nahuel explained. "My mother is making some fabric ones, but they won't be ready until next week. Each guest will get three fabric masks. They're washable."

"That solves that problem. Thanks," Edward grinned. "Speaking of washable, laundry services?"

"Just leave your laundry in a bag and we'll do it for you," Nahuel nodded. "If you would like to do it yourselves, there will be a sign up in the lobby." He bowed his head, scurrying back to the kitchen.

"All of these rules make sense," Bella said, sipping her coffee. "However, we may get sick of each other if we stay in our room the entire time. I like the option of taking our meals in there, but talk about getting cabin fever."

"At least we have access to the beach," Edward quipped. He sipped his coffee, but wrinkled his nose.

"What?" Bella asked.

"Tia and Ben are still here," he scowled, gesturing to the couple across the outdoor restaurant. "I don't like her. Ben's okay, but she's a …"

"I know," Bella nodded. "She's desperate and I feel badly for Ben. He deserves a nice girl who doesn't flirt with other people's boyfriends."

Edward hazarded a glance at Tia and Ben. She was staring at Edward, desire heavy in her eyes. He made mental note to stay as far away from her as possible. Tia's desperate expression indicated she would not take 'no' for an answer.

xx Destination Date xx

April 13th, 2020

In the month after being stuck in São Paulo, Edward and Bella figured out a system to live, work and love together. Edward was very fastidious, while Bella was a bit of a slob. One of the first arguments they had was about clothes strewn around the room. They shouted at each other, but their anger devolved into some intense fucking.

On top of Bella's clothes … which were covered in his cum and her own juicy arousal.

After that, Bella picked up after herself. It also didn't help that the earliest time for her to do her laundry covered in spooge and pussy juice was two days away. Suffice it to say, her clothes were crusty and it was highly unlikely the stains would go away, either.

Suffice it to say, Bella had to spend money to replenish her wardrobe from the gift shop and from the village near the resort. Thank goodness the shops were still open, or Bella would be walking around in the fluffy robe provided by the hotel.

So, Bella learned her lesson.

It wasn't like Edward was perfect, either. He loved to click his pen.

All.

The.

Time.

While he worked on business reports, payroll and social media posts for Twilight Fitness, he constantly clicked his retractable pen. There was no rhyme or reason for his clicking. It drove Bella up the fucking wall, especially while she was editing her books. She was unhappy because she couldn't print out the manuscripts due to some paper issue at the hotel. She was forced to edit on her laptop. She tried to drown out the clicking with her ear buds, but she could still hear that infernal clicking.

It was a minor thing, but it drove her bonkers. After asking him to stop on more than one occasion, she stalked over to him and swiped the pen, throwing it out the slider. She didn't track where it went, but it was somewhere on the sand. He'd have to find it if he wanted to keep clicking.

He gave her the rest of the week. The following week, he had a new pen … that clicked.

Damn it.

Every week, they'd call their friends and family. Emmett, Carlisle and Esme checked in on Miss Alice, who was so pleasantly surprised to have more people check in on her. Carlisle's medical expertise also put her at ease since she was still panicking over the pandemic.

Emmett's strength and humor toyed with Miss Alice's hormones. She prattled on about how handsome Emmett was, plying him with homemade goodies and a weekly dinner. She'd adopted another 'child' with her warmth and friendliness. It also helped with Emmett's sadness over Rosalie's decision to break up with him and to terminate the pregnancy. She was downright cold when she told him, saying she never loved him and never wanted children. So, Emmett called Miss Alice his girlfriend and it made both of them incredibly happy.

They also recorded updates for Bella's social media accounts. She shared their adventures from before the quarantine, both through writing and a very simple edits of the footage she'd captured from her phone and camera.

That morning, Edward was working on something for Twilight Fitness's taxes. Edward had submitted the electronic copy for his personal taxes and did the same for Bella, but the business had another can of worms to address. He sighed, shaking his head. "Bella, I need to go to the business center. I have to print something out, sign it, scan it and email it back to my accountant for the gyms," Edward grumbled. "Do you want to come with me to the resort?"

"Yeah. I need to pick up some necessities at the gift shop," Bella said. "This humidity is wreaking havoc on my head. I need some ibuprofen and more shampoo."

"I think Huilen said she'd be willing to put in an order for any supplies we need," Edward said, picking up his laptop. "Pain killers, shampoo, chocolate."

"I wonder if she can get her doctor out here to give me my birth control shot," Bella snorted humorlessly, carrying her wallet and mask.

"No harm in asking," Edward replied. "I asked her if he could come down with some medication for my migraines. He brought me a prescription of Imitrex, which is what I use at home."

"That headache you had last week scared me, Sparkle," Bella murmured, threading her fingers with his. "How often do you get those?"

"It's rare, but when I do, I'm a hot fucking mess," he snorted humorlessly. He picked up his mask, covering his mouth and nose. They walked to the main building of the resort. Edward pulled down his mask and kissed Bella's mouth before she went into the gift shop. Edward waved at Nahuel, who was behind the counter. He walked to the business center, seeing Ben and Tia inside.

Crap.

They appeared to be arguing. Edward couldn't understand them since they were speaking in Afrikaans. Tia did not have a mask on, but Ben did. The rules said that they could remove their masks if the room was empty or they were with the person with whom they shared their villa. He ignored their argument and opened up his computer. Finding the email, he printed off the paperwork and did what he needed to do.

In English, he heard Ben snarl at his wife. "I'm done! Marrying you was a mistake. As soon as we're back in Cape Town, I'm meeting with an attorney and ending this farce of marriage. You fuck anything with a dick! The doctor said I have an STD. You gave me an STD! The bumps on my dick aren't prickly heat like you said! I know I didn't sleep around, so it has to be you. You're nothing but a whore!" Ben screamed, leaving the business center.

Well, alrighty then. Tia was a slut. Good to know.

She started crying, but stayed in the business center.

Edward was determined to get his shit together and out of the business center. The less time he shared with Tia, the better. He pulled off the paper from the printer and read over the tax forms. He signed the paper work, walking toward the scanner to make a PDF to send back to his accountant.

"I'm not a whore," Tia muttered, wiping her cheeks. "I saw Ben looking at that maid, Zafrina. Maybe she gave him the STD, not me."

Edward shook his head. He did not want to get involved, so he ignored her.

"With Ben, sex became a chore. All he wants is for me to get pregnant. I don't want a baby. Not now," she continued, getting up and sashaying toward Edward. "I want excitement. I want fun. I want to feel desired, not be an incubator."

"I'm not the one you should be talking to," Edward said, arching a brow at her. "That conversation I overheard … should have been in private. You should talk to Ben. He's the one you need to …"

Tia sat down on the counter and tugged his mask off. "You don't need this. We've been isolated …" She smirked at him, tracing his veins on his hand. "Maybe, you and your friend can …"

"She's not friend. She's my girlfriend and if things go the way I want, maybe more. Unlike you, I'm loyal to the woman I love," Edward hissed, pulling his hand away from her.

"Pssh, you don't love her," Tia laughed, stepping closer to him. "You fuck her. She's not forever." She draped her arms around Edward's neck. "I want you." She pressed her hips to his. "I can feel you want me."

"That's my cell phone," Edward retorted dryly. "Stop, Tia. You're proving Ben right. You are a whore."

Tia smiled coldly. She arched a brow, grasping his shirt and pressing her lips to his. He tried to push her away, but she clung to him like a limpet.

"Edward, I spoke to Huilen …" Bella said as she walked into business center. Her eyes widened as she saw Tia in Edward's arms, kissing him deeply. She gasped, dropping the bag she carried. Tears welled in her eyes and she turned on her heel, sprinting out of the business center.

Edward harshly pushed her away, glaring at her. "Like Ben, I'm done and you're gone," he snarled. "That woman means everything to me and because of you, she thinks I broke her heart and shattered her trust. Fuck you, Tia. You made your bed, now you get to lie in it." He picked up his computer and stomped out of the business center.

He had to find Bella and convince her that he didn't betray her.

Edward needed to tell her that he loved her.

A/N: Tia is a total porcupine. A selfish, despicable porcupine. If you know where that comes from, let me know! ;-)

Leave me your thoughts … What do you think about Tia and her whorish ways?

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