There is sex in this chapter. There will be more sex in the next part of the bonus chapter. insert wicked smile here

Bonus Chapter Part One – Four Months After Chapter Twenty-Five

Edward's POV

I pulled into my parent's driveway. Mom walked outside to the door behind me and opened it.

"Hi, baby," She said to Mason, he squealed in delight.

"Hey mom," I said as I got his overnight bag out.

"Hi honey," She said as she pulled the car seat out of my car, "How was the ride over?"

"It was fine," I walked with her up to the house, "Are you and dad all set for tonight?"

"Yes, sir, we're going to have a blast!" She exclaimed to Mason, who squealed again.

"Okay," I said as we walked inside, "Bella's pumped enough to get you guys through the rest of the day and tonight and tomorrow morning, but we've been adding a little cereal to the milk for his night bottle, so he'll sleep longer. If you do run out, then there's formula also, but that's a last result, cause Bella doesn't want to use formula. He had a bath last night so he's good, unless he spits up, but we've packed several just in case outfits and extra baby wipes. There are plenty of diapers, wipes, and cream. Um, he goes to bed at eight mom, okay? Eight o'clock, we just got him on this schedule. Feed him at seven and then lay him down. I'll go set up the port-a-crib in your bedroom."

"Okay, thank you Edward. I think we can handle it," Dad said when mom pulled Mason out of his carrier.

I shook my head before going upstairs. Setting up this port-a-crib was a pain in the ass. I pinched my fingers about ten times before it finally clicked together.

"Alright," I said when I walked back into the living room, "I'm heading out. Bella and I will see you tomorrow at breakfast."

I walked over to Mason and picked him up, "Bye, buddy, I'll see you in the morning." He squealed with I gave him a raspberry on his cheek.

"Bye, y'all have fun." Mom said as I walked out.

I got in my car and tried to calmly drive home, but I was too excited. I loved Mason more than anything and I couldn't imagine my life without him, but our sex life has been dead since he's been born.

People were right when they said that a sex life after a baby is hard. And scheduling sex just isn't as much fun as feeling the moment and going for it. I swear, anytime we've tried to get it spicy in the bedroom, Mason knew and decided to cry at that very moment. And once he cried, Bella's attention was completely on him. It's like he had an alarm on his previous home and was protecting it from me.

Last week though, Bella finally declared that Mason was old enough to stay overnight at someone's house. So, this entire week we've been prepping for his first sleepover. Bella's been pumping like crazy and I've been trying to control myself without getting to excited because I knew that at any moment, she could call the whole thing off.

I got home first, which gave me time to shower, shave, and do a little downstairs grooming. I've kind let a few things go since Mason's birth so, I needed some trimming. It looked like a damn forest fire down there.

"Honey, I'm home," Bella called.

I put my trimmers down and walked downstairs, leaning against the doorframe. When she spun around her eyebrows shot up.

"Well, I see someone did some trimming."

"Yeah, I figured I should clean up a bit," I said, "Get prepared for tonight."

She shook her head but laughed, "It hasn't been that long."

"I beg to differ, if you look closely at my balls, they are dark blue."

"I will not examine your testicles," She said, "But, I need to go shower so we can go to dinner, then a movie. Excuse me."

She pushed passed me and walked upstairs. I would be lying if I said I wasn't a little disappointed that she didn't jump me. I was somewhat hoping we'd skip the dinner and movie and go straight at it.

I walked upstairs and got my clothes out while she showered. While I was buttoning my shirt, I saw something in my drawer that made me smile. I placed it in my pocket for later use.

Bella walked out of our bathroom in a little black dress. She pulled her hair up and turned around.

"Zip me up," She asked.

"Of course," I slowly zipped her dress, my hand gently stroking up her back.

"You better stop," She said with a cheeky smile, "I know what you're trying to do."

"I'm not doing anything." I said.

"Mm hmm," She hummed as she grabbed her purse, "Now let's go. I'm starved."

"Come on, lovely lady." I held my arm out.

I had made dinner reservations at a very fancy restaurant. Bella and I agreed that while we were on this date, we wouldn't discuss Mason. We needed a break from being parents. Which was okay.

"So, how was work today?" I asked when we got our wine.

"It was good, how about you?"

"Eh, it's alright," I said, "I'm ready to sell though."

"Sell? Edward why would you see that? You've built that from the ground up."

"I know, but it's a lot of work. And I don't like late nights. I hate not being home with you and Maso—, oh shit. Whoops. I mean I just don't like being home so late."

"It's okay," She smiled, "I want you to do what you think is right, but don't sell it and then regret it like last time."

"I know. Maybe it's because I'm becoming an old man. I want to retire."

She snorted, "Retire? Uh, no sir. I can't imagine what a retired Edward would be like."

"You don't want to come home to me in my underwear every day?"

"You'd go crazy," She laughed, "I can see you now trying to repaint the entire house in your underwear."

I thought about it for a moment, "Maybe. But I do want to repaint the kitchen."

She rolled her eyes, "Not again. Please."

"What? I thought our last painting project was great."

"Yeah, and I ended up pregnant because of it. I don't know if I'm ready for another one quite yet."

I chuckled, "It was a combination of the painting, the exhaustion, and the alcohol that got you pregnant."

"No repainting. Not yet."

I sighed heavily, "Fine we'll leave the kitchen the color it is. For now."

After dinner, we went straight to the theater. Bella made me park underneath a broken streetlight, so she could pump.

"God, I can't believe how full they get," She said as she looked down at her engorged breasts, "It's amazing how much milk I produce. I'm a human cow. Feed an entire village with these puppies."

"Mm, that's sexy," I said sarcastically.

"Shut up," She laughed, "It is a waste though. I can't give it to Mason or save it. It's tainted. You're such a bad influence."

I raised my hands, "Hey, what kind of a date doesn't include a little wine."

"Mm hmm," She mumbled, "What time is the movie?"

I looked at my watch, "It starts in twenty minutes. We got time. Keep pumping away."

"I'm almost done," She said as she popped the cup off and handed it to me. I poured it out the window.

I scrolled through my phone as she finished up. She tucked her breasts back into her dress then put the car pump in the glove compartment.

"Let's go get our scary movie on," She said as she stepped out of the car. We locked arms and walked up to the theater.

"I wonder if my nipples will still be sensitive?" She said quietly as we walked in the popcorn line.

"Huh?"

She looked up at me, "My nipples. They've gotten tougher now, since I've been breastfeeding. I can't hard feel them."

I growled seductively, "Well, I'll put some feeling back into them tonight."

She giggled, "Mm, I can't wait."

I squeezed her butt, "Maybe we get out of here early."

"We already bought the tickets. And I want to see this movie."

I sighed, "I'll take you to see it another night. Or we can Redbox it."

"No, we're watching it now. Come on." She grabbed my free hand and dragged me into the theater, picking the last two seats that were in the last row. I smiled wickedly. Perfect.

As the movie started, I pulled the little toy out of my pocket. I lifted the armrest between us and pulled her closely to my side. She snuggled into my side.

I pressed the toy against her panties. She jumped in surprise and looked up at me with wide eyes.

"What are you doing?" She whispered.

I pressed my lips against her ear, "Be quiet."

Bella's POV

I looked up at him in surprise, wondering what got into him. When I saw his dark eyes, I shivered and felt myself get wet. I bit my lip and moved closer to him.

"Yes, master."

He growled in my ear, which sent another shiver down my spine. He tucked the toy into my panties and adjusted it against my clit. The vibrations were noticeable but not strong enough to make me cum. It was driving me crazy however.

"Keep it there. Don't move." He commanded.

"Yes, master," I whispered.

His hand on my hip moved up to my breast. He squeezed it and played with it outside of my dress. I wanted desperately to rip my dress off and let him pound me until I passed out from exhaustion.

I had a hard time focusing on the movie. The toy was vibrating against my clit in the best way, but he kept low enough so I couldn't cum. It was frustrating and exhilarating.

His fingers pressed against the toy at a particularly scary part, making me gasp. Luckily the gasp was masked by the rest of the audience. I let my head fall against his shoulder, squeezing my legs tightly together.

He started kissing my neck, licking and sucking on the spots under my ear. I closed my eyes, biting my lip.

"Hey," He whispered, "You want to ditch this movie and go somewhere private?"

"Yes, please," I begged, the movie forgotten.

We stood and hustled down the steps. The vibrator was still pressed against my clit and as I walked, it rubbed harder against me.

We made it to the car. It was parked in a dark spot, and hard to see. There were no other cars parked beside us so, it made for the perfect spot.

We climbed into the backseat. As soon as we were inside the car, I climbed onto Edward's lap and began to frantically kiss him. I ripped his shirt open, he jerked my zipper down. I was fairly certain the zipper was broken.

He pulled the dress of my shoulders and took my nipple into his mouth. I moaned and grabbed his hair, rubbing against his hard cock. He released my nipple and pulled his cock out of his pants. He tried unsuccessfully to take my panties off but go frustrated and ripped them. I started giggled but stopped when he slammed himself into my wet pussy.

"Oh god," I moaned, "I missed this. I missed your cock so much."

"Fuck, me too," He started thrusting up into me. I squeezed his shoulder with one hand and steadied myself against the roof of the car.

After only a few thrusts, we both came, panting heavily and flopping over onto the seat.

"Holy fuck," He said.

"Yeah," I agreed.

He looked up me, a bright mischievous sparkle in his eyes, "Let's continue this at home."

BDSM in the next chapter. Hardcore BDSM.