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Thank you to Melferd, DaniDarlingxx, and Lily Jill for pre-reading this chapter. Any mistakes are my own.
Seven: Edward
June 23, 2022
Los Angeles California
"Another round?"
I look up at Rose's cheer, my eyes narrowing slightly. Bella is crouched between the girls, giggling as they flag down our waiter. I shift in my seat, praying the table cloth is still hiding my hard as hell cock.
She's been teasing me all fucking night. Not that it's hard to do. She looks like fucking sin in all that white, clinging to her tanned skin. I can imagine it stretching over her ass as she squats between the girls to chat on the other side of the table.
Fuck.
If we weren't the center of attention at this dinner, I would have been railing her in the bathroom at least forty minutes ago.
Bella's eyes lift to mine, and she smirks like she knows what I'm thinking. This time, she probably does.
"So, Edward." I have to rip my eyes off Bella and try to recall the most boring things I can to clear my head as I turn to my parents. "Have you found a place to stay in Cambridge yet?" Mom gets a little misty eyed whenever she talks about Cambridge. I clear my throat.
"We're looking at a few places. My fellowship will accommodate us in student housing pretty nicely, but there are some flats we've considered as well."
Mom is positively beaming.
"And you're still coming out to Chicago for Christmas?" she verifies. I nod.
"Yeah, Mom. We'll start looking at flights as soon as we're settled over there."
She grins. "I'm so proud of you," she gushes, reaching over to take my hand. I smile back at her.
I can see our waiter coming up behind Bella, and his eyes are on her ass. I stand before I know what the fuck I'm doing. Everyone looks at me in surprise, and I'm standing there for a minute, utterly lost for words.
Bella stands up, smoothing that silk down her body. "We have gifts for everyone," Bella says, saving me from standing there like a fucking moron. "We forgot them in the car. We'll be right back."
I hustle around the table, grabbing her hand, and hauling her to the front of the restaurant. Instead of going outside, I drag her to the left where the restrooms are located. There is a handicapped bathroom and I haul the door open, pulling her inside with me. The moment the door is locked, Bella is on me, throwing me back into the door.
"God, I want you so badly," she groans.
"Fuck," I hiss as her quick fingers start tugging at my belt. "Babe you have to be quiet, can you do that?"
She grunts, whipping the belt out of my pant loops with a satisfied smile.
"Who cares who hears us," she growls, tugging my pants open as she leans up to kiss me. In her heels, she's almost tall enough that I barely have to dip to reach her mouth. Fuck, she tastes like rum and strawberries.
I grab her and flip us around so she's against the wall, my body pressing into her. The restriction of her dress doesn't allow me to slip a leg between hers like I want to, and I growl, grabbing the material around her thighs and inching it up.
"Yes, Babe," she groans, her hips thrusting as I let my fingers graze up her legs. "Fuck me in this bathroom, please."
My hands pause just under the swell of her ass. This is the last time we'll get to fuck before we're married.
The realization of it hits me hard and Bella looks at me. "Why are you stopping?" she whines.
"Baby, we're getting married tomorrow," I pause, shaking my head. "Fuck, we shouldn't be spending our last time together before that in the bathroom of a fucking restaurant." I start to pull back from her, when she grabs my hand, shoving it right between her legs. My knees buckle a little. She's soaking wet and not wearing any panties.
Fuck me.
"Edward," she groans, rubbing herself over my hand. "Please. I don't care where we do it, who sees or hears us. It's you and me, Babe. It's always you and me."
She's fucking right, of course. Every time with her is special because it's her. It doesn't matter where we are.
I cup her pussy and lean down, kissing her hard. She reaches up, threading her hands into my hair and tugging lightly.
"God I love you," I groan. She moans against my lips. "I can't wait to marry you."
She smiles against my lips. "I'm never letting you go, Cullen."
I get the button of my slacks undone with one hand and shove my zipper down before pulling her dress up higher. The other hand is firmly nestled in her hot pussy, and it's not leaving any time soon.
I manage to get us situated-my aching cock finally freed. With one hand I pump myself while I use the other to finger Bella, mimicking the motions until she's thrusting against the door. "Babe," she nearly shouts when it gets to be too much. I huff a laugh and pull my fingers from her, sucking them clean before grabbing her hips. She hooks one strong leg around my hips and I hoist her up, sliding home into her as I do. We both shudder when I'm finally in her. It never stops being perfect.
Ever.
"Hold on, Baby," I groan. Her legs flex around my waist as I start pounding into her. She's not going to be quiet, but fuck, there are families out there, so I bring her head down to my shoulder, encouraging her to bite me instead of screaming. She does, though it doesn't do a whole lot to stifle her.
I love how fucking loud she is though.
It doesn't take long. We're both too worked up, and I know her body better than she does. I know how to set her off.
Sure enough, with the right pinch, the right nip of my teeth, and a slight tilt to how I'm pounding into her, she bites down on the fabric of my shirt, shattering and screaming into my chest. I'm right there after her, pumping deep into her as I come hard.
Fuck, I'm exhausted. We used to have sex all fucking day, but it's been a while since lockdown. We still have sex a lot, but not usually four or five times in a single fucking day.
"Hey," Bella mumbles, her legs squeezing around my hips. I look at her, my breathing still hard. "I can't wait to marry you."
My heart stutters, and I lean forward, pressing my forehead to hers.
"Me too, Baby."
