Tea Time
"You're here! You're here, you're here!" Esme squealed happily as we came in, clapping her hands together. "This will be so much fun."
"Mum, how much coffee have you had today?" Edward rolled his eyes as he helped me remove my jacket. He neatly laid it across a chair along with his own.
"Oh! Come on! It's fun! I never get to have tea time anymore."
"Do I have to wear a frilly hat and drink with my pinkie up?" I whispered mockingly loud. Edward smirked, winking at me before turning to his mother with a faked annoyed expression.
"Bella and I aren't dolls. What if we don't want to have a tea party with you?"
Esme turned to him slowly, an evil look in her eye. Like, pure evil. I could practically see the sarcastic remark forming in her mind as she turned.
"Then give me grandchildren. They won't mind having tea parties with me."
"Tea, darling?" Edward turned to me, smiling charmingly.
"Yes! Please!"
"That's what I thought!" Esme said, throwing her head back in a defiant way. She took my hand and began to lead me towards a part of the house that I had never been before. Not that I had a tour or anything.
Edward followed behind, seeming to know exactly where they were going. Apparently, we were taking tea in a sunroom just off the kitchen. You could see the garden which was finely cared for, and a huge glass greenhouse. There were several comfortable looking chairs around a coffee table which had a large tray on it. On the tray itself, there was a large pot of tea, milk, and sugar to go with it along with a tiered tray. On one level there were little sandwiches, another was scones, and on the very top, there were tiny little cakes with small flowers on them.
"What are those?" I asked, pointing to two little pots. I couldn't name them by just sight alone.
"Clotted cream and strawberry jam," Edward hummed. "Yum. Grammie used to have that all the time when I was a kid." I gave Edward a questioning look. "Grammie, my great grandmother I was telling you about."
"Oh! Yeah!" I said, nodding my head.
"I miss her," Esme said wistfully. "Come on, y'all. Let's have some tea and scones."
I laughed loudly. "That has to be some sort of oxymoron or contradiction."
Esme smiled sheepishly, blushing slightly. "Yeah, I know I am. But, hey! I'm fun! Now, come on! I've been waiting to do this all afternoon! I even made the scones from scratch myself. They're still warm."
Before getting comfortable, Esme flicked on a CD player I hadn't noticed before. The sounds of an opera singer rang through the speakers. Edward sat beside me, each pouring us a cup of tea. First, he passed one to his mother for her to fix before making mine for me just so once again. I didn't know what kind of tea she was serving, but I wasn't going to question it. I took a long sip and smiled at the sweetness.
"These are cucumber sandwiches. I didn't like them at first, but now I love them," Esme said, laying one on a plate and passing it to me.
It literally tasted like nothing, but I smiled and nodded my head. "I want to try a scone before they get cold."
"Me too," Edward smiled, putting one on my plate and then his own. He put a dollop of jam and the cream on his plate. He began to break it up and dip it into each before popping into his mouth. I noticed Esme was cutting hers in half and slathering it on here.
I guess there was no specific way to eat those, so I just dove in.
"So, did you two have a good time?" Esme asked, taking a delicate sip of her tea.
"Mm, yes," I smiled at Edward. "The Eye had amazing views. It moved a lot slower than I thought it would. Everything is just so... old. It kind of makes me feel like a dwarf. Or a baby."
"I felt the same way when I first came over here." Esme nodded thoughtfully. "You do get used to it. It's even worse when you go to somewhere like Rome though. It's like you can feel all the souls of the people that were there before you, just moving around. The air is thick, and it's... powerful. Though, America is not without its history."
"I'd imagine New York can be like that," Edward added into the conversation before taking another bite.
"Actually, New Orleans is where I felt that the most. Maybe it's the humidity. So many things happened down there though."
"I want to go to New Orleans," I sighed softly. I hadn't even been before, and it sounded like so much fun already. Esme was making it seem even more interesting.
"It's a lovely and fascinating city." Esme nodded her head as if it was her final word on the subject. Edward brought his hand over to mine and pulled it up to his mouth.
"I promise we will go. I'll make sure of it."
Could he be any more charming? He made me want to jump up and down in pure happiness.
"Try the cakes next," Esme said, smiling sweetly to herself. "They're from a nice bakery around the corner. They're outstanding. Carlisle brought them home one day a couple of months ago, and I've gotten them at least twice a week since then."
"Speaking of Carlisle, where is Dad?" Edward asked.
"Gone to a pub with Liam. They want some time before they have to deal with them."
I knew exactly who they were referring to, but I wasn't going to say anything. I don't think there was anything that I could have said anyway.
"We were going out tonight," Edward said, "but if you'd like us to stay in until Dad gets home, we can."
"I'm a big girl, but thank you. That's sweet, darlin," Esme said, patting his hand. "What are you two going to be up to?"
"Dinner and dancing," I smiled, trying not to show how excited I actually was about the whole thing.
"Oh, where are you going?" Esme asked excitedly.
"I was actually thinking Harrods, maybe something a little less off the tourist path. At least a little bit." Edward smiled.
"Oh! I love Harrods. Remember it has a dress code," Esme interjected.
"Harrods?" I asked in confusion.
"It's a store that's been open for ages. Over a hundred and fifty years, I think. Anyway, it has this huge food hall with a couple of dozen stores. I thought it would be a unique experience. But, if you'd like to go somewhere else, I'd be more than willing to-"
I leaned over and kissed Edward softly on the mouth. "As I told you once already today, I am in your competent hands."
After another cup of tea and one of the yummy cakes that Esme had, I excused myself to have a long hot shower. I was a little sore from all the walking, and I wanted to be in the best shape possible for later that night.
So, I carefully washed my hair and shaved my legs just so. They were completely smooth. Since we were going dancing, I was going to put on the only dress I brought with me.
It was a sleeveless number that I got from that same vintage store as that first size ten. It had become my favorite store, but I think I was a bit biased.
The dress reminded me of something from the sixties, with its long narrow shape. It went just above my knees. I decided to put on some of the fancy underwear that I had bought after Thanksgiving. They were black with thigh-high black nylons. They even had the seam down the back that I arranged just right. I put on a pair of black heels, hoping that I would survive the night.
With makeup and hair done, I wandered down to where Edward was already waiting for me. He was dressed just perfectly in a suit, but sans tie. I liked it that way. He looked so handsome. When he saw me, he let out a soft gasp.
"You look perfect."
I hadn't even noticed Esme in the room at the time. She clapped her hands excitedly, smiling widely. "That is so pretty! Oh! Stay right there! I have something that would go with that perfectly."
She came back a few seconds later with a big black wrap. "Oh! Thank you! I'll take good care of it," I said, taking it from her. I knew my leather coat wouldn't match it at all, so I wasn't even going to argue.
"Good deal! But, before you go! Let me take a picture! Aw, you two are so cute!" Esme said. Edward rolled his eyes but looked at me with a smile.
"If I didn't want to remember how you look tonight in perfect detail, I'd tell her no."
He offered his hand to me, and I took it eagerly before coming to his side. He wrapped his arm around me and kissed the top of my head. I heard the camera snap.
"Mom! Would you wait for a moment, please? You do have to warn us, after all!" Edward said, blushing. I just giggled, feeling a little too warm and a lot too light, like I was going to just bounce away.
"Sorry, sorry." She rolled her eyes. "Say cheese, you two."
"Mum," Edward chuckled at her silly expression. That's the exact moment that the camera snapped. Before he could say anything, she took two more pictures. "Okay! Okay, are you happy now?"
"I'm getting there," she said, nodding her head. She winked at me playfully. "You two have a good time, and I'll see you in the morning."
We took a cab, Edward holding my hand in silence as I leaned against him. I gasped as we stopped in front of a giant old fashioned building. It was glowing with light, the dark color of the bricks reflecting the light in a way to make it even more epic.
"We're here," Edward said softly. "Come on, love. I know exactly where I want to take you."
And in reality, it just wasn't one place. It was several different places. There was a large deli with meats and cheeses, And there was a place with bread with fancy jams and creams. We got a bottle of wine, along with a few Godiva chocolates. We sat down at a quiet table away from everyone else.
Edward carefully cut off a piece of cheese and brought it to my lips. "Try this, it's delicious."
I took it from his fingers, making sure to brush my lips against them as I did. I hummed in pleasure, slowly licking my own lips. Edward's eyes were on fire. "Mm, this is very good."
"Is tonight going to be a giant game of foreplay?" Edward asked in a low tone so no one else could hear.
I wasn't originally thinking that but now that he mentioned it...
I drew a line up his calf with the toe of my high heel, making him shudder, but his eyes never left mine. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
He leaned in close so that his lips were against my ear. "Mm, say what you want. I know the truth. But, just to let you know... I play to win."
It was my turn to shudder. I quickly recovered myself and tore off a piece of bread. I brought it up to his lips, and Edward snatched it up quickly, making me giggle.
"This is going to be a fun night."
When we started out the evening, I really had no idea where we were going to dance. Or what kind of music or dancing we would be doing.
But apparently Edward did, and he named off a place to the next cab driver.
I was feeling a little giddy from the three glasses of wine I had already. Edward wasn't exactly giddy... per se. But he was intense, his cheeks ruddy with color as he traced his fingers over my shoulders.
"Where are we going?" I asked in a soft sigh, leaning my head to the side as they brushed along my neck. He hummed, leaning in to kiss my shoulder lightly. "You're not going to tell me?"
"We're going dancing," he said, smiling against my skin as he kissed it again.
"What kind of dancing?" I asked, running my fingers over his thigh.
I was met by a little surprise.
Okay, maybe not precisely little...
Apparently, Edward was happy to see me.
"It's just somewhere I found when I was doing a little bit of research earlier. I think you'll like it, but if not, I have a few other places we could visit. I think this is more our style though."
"Hm," I asked, stroking his thigh just an inch or so above where his erection was resting.
If he was going to play to win, so was I.
All is fair in love and war...
Edward tipped the poor taxi driver that had to deal with our flirting and teasing the entire ride very well. The man didn't say anything, but I was sure he was ready to have us out of his cab before we started having sex in it.
There were no lines to the small building, but the smooth notes of a sax could be heard from inside. I bit my lip, smiling as I glanced over at Edward. He smiled crookedly, holding his hand out to me.
"Let's have another drink before we dance," Edward suggested as we came inside. The music was slow, and there were a lot of people on the small dance floor dancing to it. It seemed mysterious and sexy, dark yet full of color.
Or maybe that was the wine talking.
"What can we get ya, darling?" The bartender said to me smoothly, his accent thick. It wasn't exactly like Edward's. It sounded more... Scottish, I supposed.
"Martini," I said, wanting something a little different and a lot stronger. Edward ordered a bourbon on ice.
He drank the whole thing down quickly as he watched me play with the olive, licking the cold, clear liquid off of it.
"Another," he said hoarsely before clearing his throat. The bartender nodded, pouring him another drink quickly. I think even he noticed the heat between Edward and I. "Damn, you are going to kill me, woman."
"What a pleasant way to go," I said, downing the next martini quickly. Maybe it was because I was already a little bit lose, but it was really easy to drink. I didn't even notice the burn.
"Dance with me," Edward whispered against my ear. I nodded slowly, slipping my hand into his.
Another song started just as we stepped onto the floor. It wasn't as dark, but it was just as slow and just as sexy. Edward pulled me closer, resting his hand just above my ass. I slid my hand around his neck. Slowly we began to move, Edward leading me perfectly.
I was shit at dancing, but he was so good.
Our hips stayed connected as he moved to the beat. Once he even dipped me back. Not the full, almost to the floor kind of dip, but he leaned me back slightly so he could run his nose along the center of my neck. His hot breath blew across my lips as he brought me up, spicy with liquor.
We both moaned softly as our lips touched for just a second. His hand slid down slightly, squeezing my ass gently. Edward groaned when he felt my panties. I knew he knew exactly which ones I was wearing. I hadn't worn them out, but I had modeled them for him.
They stayed on a grand total of five minutes before he carried me to bed and took me.
I didn't mind that one single bit.
As soon as the song ended we pulled apart, panting softly.
"I need a drink," I whimpered out, feeling my skin flush brightly.
"Me too," he muttered, his expression matching my own.
Several dances and drinks later we were barely keeping our hands off of each other in the cab on the way back to Edward's parent's home. It was around one in the morning, and we were both tired of playing the game.
Edward pulled my legs over his lap as he rubbed my hand over my thigh. We weren't kissing, just looking into each other's eyes silently as our hands trailed over arms and shoulders, or ribs or chest. His eyes were so intense, and I was having a hard time pulling away from them. They were just so damn beautiful. I loved them.
I loved him.
"This is your stop," the driver said, and I passed her a bill. I was sure it covered whatever it cost and then some, but I didn't care. I rushed out of cab and Edward quickly followed. Before we could go more than a couple of steps, he pulled me into his strong arms and kissed me.
I mean, really really kissed me. Deeply, passionately, with wanting wandering hands and a little bit of hair pulling.
"You're cold," he whispered when his hands trailed over my arms, feeling the goosebumps that had arisen.
"No, I'm not," I told him truthfully. In fact, my entire world was on fire. "You did this to me. Edward, I want you. Let's go inside, please. I want you so much."
The house was silent when we came inside, thankfully. I don't think I could have handled it if Esme or Carlisle was awake and waiting for us. I don't think 'please excuse me, I want your son to ravage me' would be a good thing to say.
First thing Edward did when we arrived at the room was remove the black wrap from around my shoulders and throw it over a chair. It was then my turn to remove his jacket, pushing it off his shoulders before tossing it onto the chair with the black fabric.
"Fucking beautiful," Edward muttered wantonly as his lips trailed over my neck up to my ear. In my liquor filled state, I was barely able to stand up to his assault, but he was there to hold me up against his muscular chest.
I worked his shirt off slowly, letting the leisurely kissing and teasing continue. I loved his chest, running my fingers over it slowly. I could feel each muscle tense and relax as my hands danced over them. I trailed the soft line of curly red hair that went from the center of his chest all the way to his pants before working off his belt.
Once the belt was removed, he turned me around, unzipping the dress and pushing it to the floor. I stepped out of it slowly, only to be pulled in for another deep and passionate kiss.
"Do you know how sexy you are to me?" Edward asked me in a deep voice. "Do you know what you do to me? What you've always done to me?"
"Let me show you what you do to me," I said quietly, biting my bottom lip. I took his hand and pressed it against my rapidly beating heart before dragging it roughly over my breast then pushing it down my stomach. Edward knew exactly where I was taking his hand and took over for me, slipping his fingers into my panties. I gasped softly, having to place my hands on his shoulders to stay upright.
"My dear lord," he gasped, keeping a hand between my thighs to tease me while he brought his other hand to the back of my neck, pulling me in for a literally breathtaking kiss. "Wet, so wet. I did this to you?"
"You always do this to me," I told him truthfully. "Just being near you does this to me."
"I... oh, my darling...-" he trailed off like he wasn't sure what to say. Instead of saying anything else he removed his hand and took me over to the bed. He sat me on the edge before kneeling between my legs. Slowly he removed each shoe, rubbing my feet gently before working the nylons down my legs with almost worshipful hands. "Lay back," he finally whispered.
He pulled my panties off to about my knees before pressing a kiss to the center of my hot thighs. I cried out softly before biting my lip hard. I had to be quiet. There were others in the house. It would be hard to remember while he was doing that to me though.
The panties continued to roll down my calves as he slid his tongue between my lips. Kissing the left and then the right before spreading my legs wide. I was totally opened for him and his sweet assault.
"Oh, Edward!" I cried out as his tongue slipped down slowly, licking along the opening. I threw my head to the side, my back arching off the bed as best it could. My hips were searching for his wonderful mouth, just wanting him closer and closer. When he pulled away, I whimpered loudly.
"No, not yet. I want to feel you the first time you cum. I want to feel you cum around me," he whispered almost darkly.
I nodded my head, sitting up to help him out of his pants. They fell to the floor, and he sprung right in front of my face. Hard, pink, and waiting.
I couldn't resist.
He hissed loudly as my lips slid over his stiff flesh, a hand coming to the back of my neck. Gently Edward ran his fingers through my hair, almost lovingly. There was no rushing this moment. There was no forcing. There was just a feeling of intense pleasure.
"Bella, stop," he said finally. "Please. Can I have you now?"
"You can have me whenever you want," I said honestly, kissing one of the scars along his hip. He gave a soft sigh, pulling up my chin so that I could look into his eyes.
"Do you mean that?"
"Always," I assured him. "I'm yours."
He climbed onto the bed, hovering over me. His eyes were half-lidded, his cheeks a scorching red and his hair was literally everywhere. "Bella, I'm yours. I'll be yours until the day I die. No one else's."
I would have responded probably, but the only sound that could come out of my mouth as he slid into me was, "oh!"
With each movement the tension grew between us, winding and tightening. The air was so thick, the only noise was the soft creaking of the bed and the panting breaths we sucked in.
Finally, I snapped, no longer able to take his deliciously sharp movements. Edward was soon to follow.
"I love you," I whispered into his ear after he settled beside me. We comfortably slid into one of his favorite positions, his head resting against my shoulder as his arms wrapped tightly around my waist.
"I love you," he whispered just before we both drifted off to sleep.
Woooo, it's a drunk lemon! Always fun.
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