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Chapter 16 – Chill!

BPOV

It's hard to believe I really married Edward! I have dreamt about it for years and now it has finally come true. When Alice showed me the picture of us kissing and the translation of the tattoos, my first reaction was, "OH SHIT!" I couldn't believe it.

When she found the picture, she had started at the most recent picture and went backwards. So when Alice and I started looking through the pictures together, we started at the oldest picture and looked at them in order.

What I saw took me by surprise. There were at least 150 pictures in the camera. I had taken some on the road on the way to San Francisco of Edward, Alice, Jasper, and the scenery along the roadside. There were a few that Alice had taken without me knowing. One was of me and Edward sitting in the backseat talking. You could really see the love in his eyes as he smiled at me.

The pictures taken between San Francisco and LA were the same. You could tell that we loved each other. Our body language said it all. I had taken a few pictures of the ship and some of the people from work, nothing new or exciting there. When I looked at the pictures from our first excursion, most of them were of scenery. There were a few pictures that I had taken over my shoulder of something behind me. In one of them you could see Edward in the background with a scowl on his face. He looked awful. He had dark circles under his eyes and they were bloodshot. He looked like he was getting ready to cry. I didn't take any pictures later that day.

The next day, shopping in Mazatlan, I took several pictures of Edward. He made funny faces for the camera and posed for me. There are a couple pictures of us together, that we had someone else take for us. He took some pictures of me. We looked like we were having a good time.

Then we got to the pictures I didn't remember taking. One was taken of our reflection in the mirror behind the bar. Edward had his arms around me and was kissing the side of my head while I took the picture. There was a picture of our table, with two full margaritas on it. Next was a picture of our table with two margaritas that were almost empty, four empty margarita glasses, and seven empty shot glasses. Shit! I don't think I have ever drunk that much alcohol! It's a miracle that I wasn't throwing my guts up.

There was a picture of me brushing my hair, sitting at the table in the cantina, one that looked like Edward was holding the camera taking a picture of us kissing, one of me walking into the bathroom, one of Edward writing his vows on the napkin. He was smiling ear to ear. There was one of me with three napkins. Two had been torn up and I was writing on the third one. The next picture was taken of me, Edward, and the bartender standing together smiling.

I took random pictures as we walked along the road. Apparently we shared a dressing room when we tried on the clothes for the wedding. I took some pictures of Edward in his underwear when he was changing clothes. Alice got a kick out of those. I also took a picture of Edward on his knees kissing my panties and looking up at me. That was a seriously sexy picture. Alice actually took the camera out of my hand to look at that one more closely!

"Shit, Bella, did he really go down on you in the dressing room?" Alice asked.

"No, he did that the day before. I think he was just teasing me in this picture."

The next picture was of Edward wearing white pants, putting on his shirt, with a sizable bulge in his pants.

Alice giggled, "Yup, looks like no nookie going on in that dressing room or he wouldn't be putting clothes ON."

Edward had taken a picture of us standing in the mirror, both wearing our wedding clothes, and then another one of me walking down the street carrying our wedding clothes over my shoulder. There were a few pictures of me talking to a baby girl and kissing her on the top of the head. She was a cute baby.

There was a picture of Edward wincing while a nurse drew blood and one of me rolling my eyes while my blood was drawn. He is such a baby! There was a picture of my cleavage that Edward must have taken by sticking the camera down the front of my shirt. Alice thought that was funny.

I took a picture of him buying candy for me, but the guy he was buying the candy from was partially obstructed by someone walking in front of the camera. We had a picture taken of him pushing me on a swing in the park with little kids all around. We looked happy and in love.

The next few pictures were taken by someone else. The first one was of me sitting at a mirror while an old lady attached a veil to my head. I was blushing. The next one was of me and Edward holding hands in front of an older gentleman. We were both dressed up and I was holding some red roses. My veil was over my face and Edward was lifting it. The next picture was of Edward reading from his napkin and I was smiling. I had a tear on my cheek. In the picture of me reading from my napkin, Edward was beaming. There was a close up of us kissing and another of us standing on the steps outside the building, holding hands and gazing into each other's eyes.

There was a picture of me laughing as I was walking in the door of a tattoo parlor. Apparently we had changed back into our regular clothes. Edward had taken one of me lying on a table while they put the stencil on my hip, another of me when they were half finished. I didn't seem to be fazed. I was making a funny face for the camera.

I apparently took three pictures of Edward, one of him looking terrified as he got stenciled, one of him wincing like a he was in horrible pain when they were about half way done with his simple little tattoo, and one of him looking triumphant as they bandaged him up.

There were a bunch of pictures of sea lions, the boat, and the whales from Cabo, some more random pictures of us shopping again and then pictures we had taken of Jasper, Alice, and each other at the club. Alice had snapped one of us dancing, looking hopelessly in love. It was so pretty I planned on framing that one.

Edward panicked when he saw the picture, as I expected, and completely closed himself off. Jasper and Alice tried to reassure me that he would be fine and I should just give him some time. I couldn't just sit there and wait for him to get his shit together. I needed to do something, so Alice and I went to look for more evidence.

We sorted through the loads of crap that we had purchased. I wondered how we managed to haul all that stuff around. It was ridiculous! I sorted stuff as Alice pulled it out. She laughed at the stupid stuff we bought. I was appalled when she pulled the coin purse made of a goat scrotum from one of the bags. I can't believe he actually bought that shit! That is NOT going in my luggage!

I almost fell over when she pulled out a black box with red writing that I couldn't read. It had a picture of a banana being pulled out of a mold then a picture of the banana and the matching rubber banana beside it. Alice said that it was a "mold your own pleasure device kit." They made that? I wonder whose idea this was! Was it for us or did we buy it for someone else? Hmmm!

We found the receipts, napkins, and paper bag. Alice and I sat together to look at them. We started with the least intimidating, the receipts. The tattoos were pretty damn cheap compared to what I paid for my swan! Alice almost fainted when she saw the total on the bank receipt. She said we could have easily bribed the guy for half that. The paper bag was strange. I had a vague memory of watching Edward writing on something dark, but I couldn't exactly say that it was this bag. My handwriting was all over it. I chuckled when I saw the "Mr. Bella Cullen" that I had written and he had scratched out. I could see myself picking on him like that. The little heart with our initials in it was sweet. Maybe I will cut that out and put it in the corner of a frame of us together.

Alice picked up the napkin I had written on and read it. "Bella, that is so sweet. You really do love Edward. You can see it in your pictures and in the things that you have written for him."

I was afraid to look at it. What if I said something too personal? What if I lied? "I can't read it Alice. It's just too much! I don't know that I'm ready for this."

"Well, you need to get ready for it, and fast. You already jumped in with both feet. Now's not the time to realize that you can't swim." Alice patted me on the shoulder and said, "Bella, Jasper is really good at reading people's emotions. He can always tell when they are angry, nervous, happy, or in the case of you and Edward… in love."

I looked up at her, "Do you really think so Alice? I have always loved him, even when he didn't know my name. Do you really think he fell in love with me enough, in just a few days, to want to marry me? It just doesn't make sense Alice. Why would he want to marry me?"

Alice shook her head and said, "Bella, don't think that way. I think he has loved you for longer than just a few days. I could see it that day in my house when you came over for brunch. He was already in love with you then."

"How do you know, Alice? How do you know if it is real or if it just a passing infatuation?"

Alice smiled and said, "I know, because I know Edward. We have been friends for years. I have seen him date other women. I have even seen him when he thought he was in a serious relationship, but NEVER have I seen him look at any of those women the way he looks at you. He has never been this happy with any of the other women. Listen to what he wrote to you…"

She read his vows to me and I felt my heart flutter. I took them from her hand and read them again. If only I could hear him say these things to me! I took the other napkin from her hand and read my vows to him. I said it all exactly the way I feel it.

I tried to choke back the tears. "Do you think I did the right thing, Alice?"

"What, marrying Edward? Hell yes! He is a great guy, Bella. He is charming, romantic, charismatic, good looking, wealthy, and well equipped, if you know what I mean." She gave me a wink.

"Alice!" I blushed.

"Oh, please, Bella. I have seen him skinny dipping a few times. He really made some of the other guys feel uncomfortable." She laughed.

"Jasper didn't have a problem with you seeing his best friend naked?"

"Hell no, Jasper and Edward have very similar builds in that department. When they shared a dorm room in college, someone wrote 'Donkey Boys' on their door. Can you believe neither of them understood what that meant?" She threw her arms up in the air in mock frustration.

I was laughing when Edward and Jasper came into the room. As soon as I saw the defeated look on his face, my heart dropped. I thought for sure he was regretting marrying me. I wasn't sure exactly how I felt about it, but I knew that I wasn't ready for him to regret it.

We talked about what we found. He seemed to have a hard time processing what we were talking about. When he drifted off into his own world, Alice and I started cleaning everything up. It was getting late and we were getting hungry. Alice and I went down to get pizza for the guys while Jasper stayed with the catatonic Edward.

When we came back, I was relieved to see that they were finally talking. Jasper gave me a wink and a little smile of encouragement. When Edward and I started talking, Jasper and Alice slipped out the door quietly. We remembered how we ended up getting married and admitted that, even though this was scary as hell, we were both kind of ok with it. We had both been thinking about it in some form or another. We liked the idea of being together - we were just a little shaky on the details of how it happened. The more we discussed it, the clearer it became.

He really took me off guard when he knelt down and proposed to me. It made everything right again. That one simple act took all my worries and tossed them out the window. He loves me and he wants me to be his wife!

I wanted him more, at that moment, than I have ever wanted him before. I attacked him on the floor and then had an idea. I had started a new playlist of songs for a performance before we left Forks. It only had a few songs in it, but it would work. I told him to undress and sit on the couch for me while I made room and gave him the iPod. Even though he was wearing the ear buds, I could still hear the music enough to know what he was hearing and follow along with the songs.

I slowly stripped for him, watching his eyes sparkle the entire time. When he took his dick in his hand and started slowly stroking it, I almost stopped what I was doing just to watch. Damn he was beautiful. Watching his hand sliding up and down his length made me want to feel him inside me. Now I knew why the windows at Heidi's were mirrored. Watching someone touch themselves, knowing they are thinking of you, is an incredible distraction.

By the end of the song, I was so aroused, I couldn't wait anymore. I climbed up on his lap and positioned myself above his dick. I placed his hands above his head and held them there while I rode him slowly. I could feel his dick throb and pulse as I slid up and down its rock hard length. Fuck! It felt amazing! I continued at a painfully slow pace until the music changed, then I sped up slightly, to keep time with the music. I was so worked up and his dick was rubbing right on my g-spot, making me want to come as soon as I started to speed up a little but I was holding back, waiting for him. I could see the fire in his eyes as they remained locked onto mine, drinking in all the lust, desire, passion, and love that I had for him. Our bodies were reacting as one. We responded together, simultaneously, as we gave into our passion and let our orgasms take us.

Afterwards we snuggled and held each other while we listened to the song that makes me think of him. I fell asleep as soon as my head hit he pillow. It has been an emotionally exhausting day. So much had changed in the last three days that I wondered when it would finally settle down.

I awoke to an empty bed. A quick look around told me that Edward had gotten up, taken a shower, and was now sitting on the balcony talking on his cell phone. I couldn't make out what he was saying but he seemed a little agitated.

I climbed out of bed, took my shower, and got dressed for the day. I was wearing some old jeans that rode low on my hips and had gold tribal designs embroidered on the pockets and the bottom of the legs. I put on a black sleeveless shirt that was short enough to show off my stomach. It had thin gold pinstripes woven into the material and black and gold beads around the scooped neckline.

I straightened my hair and pulled the front back into a black barrette at the back of my head. I put on some gold hoop earrings, a thin gold chain, stepped into some black sandals, and topped it all off with a little make-up.

Edward was still on the phone. I opened the door and stepped out onto the balcony with him. "…I know you would have, mom… We haven't exactly talked about it yet… Don't worry, I'll let you know in plenty of time… Hey, mom…. Mom…. Mother! I have to go, ok? I'll call you when I get home…. Ok…. Ok… I love you, too…. Ok, bye mom." He hung up the phone.

"I take it, that was you mother?" I said giving him a soft kiss.

"You look beautiful!" he said as he kissed me again. "Yes, I called my mom to let her know that I was alright. Apparently I pulled the money out of an account that she set up for me a few years ago. It was supposed to be used for emergencies only. The bank told her I took the money out, so I called to let her know I wasn't in jail, or a hospital, or anything like that. She tends to worry."

"Moms can be that way, I guess. My mom was never one that worried about me. She just assumed I was fine until I told her otherwise. My dad is the one that worries about me, but he gives me my space so he doesn't really know when there is something to worry about."

"Bella, I think we need to sit down and work through some of the logistics to our…marriage. I mean, we are talking about combining two lives here. That is going to take some planning. We kind of jumped past all of this so we need to go back and decide on a few things. Maybe after breakfast we can sit down?"

"Sure. That sounds good. I'm starving. Let's go get something to eat." I said as we walked out of the room.

We took the stairs down to the level where all the restaurants were located. We were holding hands and talking about what we wanted to eat when we ran into Brittany and her group of friends. One of her friends giggled and whispered something to Brittany, who in turn walked up to me and said, "Hey Miss Bella, are you and Mr. Cullen 'a thing' now? Emily said she saw you two kissing the other day."

I blushed and Edward laughed. He looked at her and said, "Isn't a man allowed to kiss his wife every now and then?"

Brittany's eyes almost popped out of her head, "Holy Shi… I mean…Really? Wow, that's cool! I have to tell my parents!" She ran off down the hall with her friends in tow.

"You really did it now." I told him, "She is going to tell her parents, who are going to tell their friends on the cruise. Phone calls will be made back home. Monday morning, we will be the talk of the school and we won't be there to squash the rumors that I am pregnant; my dad found out we were sleeping together so he held a gun to your head and forced you to marry me; I am blackmailing you with dirty pictures of you and a farm animal of some sort; the list goes on and on." I teased.

"A farm animal?" He laughed. "People don't think I like farm animals, do they?"

"I don't know. You haven't shown much interest in the female population in town. Hell you haven't even paid any attention to the male population. There was a rumor going around that you and Jasper were having an affair behind Alice's back but that faded away when you asked Jessica out. Now they don't know what to think of you."

He put his arm around my waist and said, "Now they can all think that I am a happily married man." I kissed him and smiled. He is the greatest!

We had a quick breakfast, grabbed a pen and some paper, and headed to the coffee bar to start our "planning". We were just about to get started with Jasper showed up.

"Hey guys. Y'all look well rested this morning." He gave me a wink.

Edward smiled and said, "I don't know about rested, but definitely less stressed."

Jasper looked at me, shook his head and said, "I don't even want to know what magic voodoo you did to get this man to not be so stressed!" We all laughed. "So, I take it you have made a decision about how things are going to work?"

Edward nodded his head, "Bella and I have come to the conclusion that we got married intentionally. Some of our memories are starting to come back. We knew what we were doing when we planned it, so it would be wrong to pretend it didn't happen. We love each other and we got married. People can just deal with it."

"Well, I am happy for you. Have you figured out how you are going to tell your families?" Jasper asked giving Edward a strange look.

"We were just getting to that part." Edward said holding up the pen and paper.

Jasper gave me a sympathetic look and said, "Bella, I sure hope you have the patience of a saint because you are going to need it." He turned to Edward and said, "Take it easy on her. She can toss your ass overboard if you don't watch it!" He gave me a wink. "I guess I will let you two lovebirds get to it then." He grabbed his coffee and walked away.

I turned to Edward and said, "What was that all about?"

"Nothing, Jasper is just giving me a hard time. He hates planning things. He claims that I tend to obsess a little too much, where he tends to just do random things without any forethought, so I would say he is not a good person to judge."

"Ok, I won't worry then." I said as I took a sip of my coffee.

Edward started asking me how I felt about things. It was simple at first. "Would you like to move into my house? When is your lease up? Would you be opposed to putting your furniture in the guest room? Can we use your living room furniture in the media room?..."

Then he started going into other topics, "Since we work together, would you like to ride to and from work together or do you want to take your car? Are you opposed to Jasper riding with us to work? We usually leave early on Fridays to get breakfast on our way to work, is that ok with you?..."

Eventually he started asking more detailed questions. "Do you want to keep your own bank account or do you want a joint account? How many credit cards do you have and how much is on them? How much is your car insurance? Do you pay your bills online or do you mail checks?..."

It just kept going. He had completely filled the front and back of five sheets of paper and was still asking questions. "How do you feel about children? When would you like to start working on having a baby? What method of birth control are you currently using? Does you family have any genetic flaws that could potentially be of concern when we decide to have children?"

We had been going at it for hours! He had asked me questions all morning, all the way through lunch, through the afternoon, and now it was coming up on dinner time. Jasper was right - he doesn't stop and I was getting really close to losing it and tossing him overboard!

"Edward! Stop for a minute!" I said trying to keep my patience. "You don't have to figure everything out in one sitting. We can do it as we go. First step, get me moved to your place and get situated. Next step, review our finances and see where we could eliminate duplications."

"Duplications?" He started flipping back through his notes.

"Yes, if we can combine our cars on one insurance plan, we can save money and only have one bill. We can do the same thing for our gym memberships. It is much cheaper to have a family plan than two individual plans."

"Oh, I see. I didn't think about that." He wrote more notes.

"I can talk to the manager of the apartment complex to see if I can get out of my lease. I believe there is a clause in my lease that talks about how I can do that, I just don't remember it off the top of my head. The worst that can happen is that I end up paying rent on an empty apartment for the next five months. Once I talk to my dad, I can see if I can borrow the old truck to move. If it's not running, we might have to rent one."

Edward said, "I was planning on calling a moving company to come out and do it for us. They will move it all and set it up so we don't have to mess with it. The only thing they won't do is pack the stuff in boxes for us but we can work on that for a couple of hours each night until we are done. I figure we can go by your place, when we get home, to grab some of your clothes and other things you use every day. We can start going back and packing a little each day until it is finished, then we can call the movers."

"I have some things at my dad's house that he has been holding onto for me. I wouldn't mind picking those up too."

"What kind of things?"

"A hope chest, a rocking chair, some pictures, and a box of things that used to belong to my mom. Nothing really big."

"Ok. We can arrange to have them moved with your stuff." He said making a note. "Bella, how do you plan on telling your father?"

"I was going to stop over at his place when we get back and tell him. He is probably going to be a little upset, so I think I should do it by myself. When he calms down, he is going to want to meet you. Don't be surprised if he gives you a hard time about not asking for my hand in marriage or some stupid shit like that. He's not really old fashioned, he just pretends sometimes to make people feel uncomfortable."

"He's not going to pull a gun on me or anything is he?" he asked nervously.

I laughed, "No. He may think about it or threaten it, but he won't do it." Edward pretended to wipe the sweat off his brow. "How about your parents? How are you going to tell them?" I asked.

He suddenly became very interested in the notes on the paper. "I told my mom when I talked to her on the phone. I asked her not to tell dad, but I am sure she will anyway."

"Why don't you want your dad to know?" I asked confused.

"He is kind of… well, let's just say he is a little overbearing. He says he is just a doting father, but everyone says he an obnoxious ass. He speaks his mind and not everyone appreciates what he is thinking. Add that to the fact that he has a lot of money and people are too intimidated to stand up to him… He tends to say rude things to people, but he honestly doesn't realize he has offended them because no one will say anything."

"Ok, so you dad's an ass. He still should know that his son is married. What about holidays? Don't you see your family over the holidays? I usually cook Thanksgiving dinner for my dad and we watch football together. He usually works on Christmas to give the other guys at the precinct some time with their families, so we usually celebrate Christmas a few days later. If you want to go see your family for Christmas, we can."

"No, that's alright. I haven't spent a holiday with them in five or six years. They just mail me my presents or send me a check."

We continued to talk about holidays. I told Edward that we should either invite his parents to our place for Christmas, or we should go see them. He told me he wouldn't want to ruin our holiday like that. I would have to press the issue again in early fall.

Jasper and Alice found us in the evening. It was our last night at sea so they wanted to hit the piano bar one more time. This time, we watched how much we had to drink. None of us really wanted to travel with a hangover. We had a great time laughing and singing. The piano guy was absolutely fabulous! We gave him an excellent tip before we headed to our room.

Edward and Jasper were singing funny songs in the elevator while Alice and I laughed. When it stopped on Jasper and Alice's floor he bent over and picked her up, making her yelp and giggle as he carried her off down the hall. We were laughing as the doors closed and the elevator continued to ascend to our floor. Once it stopped, I turned to Edward and said, "Don't even think you are going to pick me up. I may be a little tipsy but I can walk fine by myself." I was laughing.

He took me by the hand and said, "I wouldn't even think about it."

We walked to the room, snickering quietly. Edward held the door open for me. "After you, my love." he said with a suspicious grin.

When I went inside, I was shocked to find a huge bouquet of roses, a bottle of champagne chilling in an ice bucket, and chocolate covered strawberries sitting on a little silver plate.

"Oh, Edward, it's beautiful! When did you have time to do this?"

"I made the arrangements this morning, while you were sleeping. I hope you are in the mood for something sweet." he said with a devilish grin as he picked up a plump juicy strawberry and held it to my lips so I could take a bite. "I know I sure am." He reached inside his pocket and pulled out a familiar looking little bottle and set it on the table. He opened a drawer as I picked up the bottle to take a better look. It was caramel body paint! I felt Edward lifting my shirt up over my head and then I felt the silky strands of a paint brush ghost down my spine. I am going to love this!

He unhooked my bra and slid it off my shoulders. He let the silky strands of the brush trail back up my back to my neck and then down the front of my chest, as we walked around to the front of my body. He kissed me softly and whispered, "Take off your pants, Bella. I'm feeling creative. I want to paint you."

I stepped out of the rest of my clothes and positioned myself in the center of the bed. Edward sat beside me and poured a glass of champagne. He offered it to me. I took a few sips then he fed me another strawberry. Mmmm! I handed him the glass and leaned back on my elbows so I could watch him.

He opened the little container and dipped the brush inside. He started at my left knee and drew a curvy line up to my hip. The paint was cool. It gave me goose bumps. He went back and drew leaves and some tiny swirls. He added another small line off of the main one and started making tiny circles in a group. When he finished the circles, he leaned down to blow on it and I realized that he had painted a grape vine on my leg. His warm breath blowing across the wet paint, making it colder was incredibly erotic. I looked down at his work. I now had a bundle of grapes, about the size of my palm on the inside of my thigh.

He continued to paint, placing a bundle of grapes on my hip. The vine then turned and cut across my stomach diagonally placing a bundle of grapes over my belly button. It forked right at my ribs. One side of the vine trailed up between my breasts then curved back down placing a bundle of grapes on my left nipple. The cool paint made my nipple harden. As he painted the small circles, he licked his lips. The sensation of silky threads of the paintbrush making tiny circles across my flesh was incredible.

The other side of the vine curved around the outside of my right breast then made its way up to the left side of my neck adding a bundle of grapes right at the spot on my neck that he likes to nibble. He went back and added the leaves and a few more off shoots of vine. He painted a butterfly on my right nipple and another on my right hip.

He leaned back and looked at his work of art. It looked really good, considering that he was only working with one color. He decided that he needed to add another vine coming off of the vine that crossed my stomach. This one dipped down so he could paint a bundle of grapes between my legs.

He closed up the paint and went to rinse the paintbrush. When he came back, he was naked! Yum! He fed me another strawberry and poured me some more champagne. "You look absolutely scrumptious, Bella. I can't wait to taste you! But first, I made a promise to Alice that I would take a discreet picture of my art work so she could use it in her store." He retrieved the camera and came over to the bed. "I was thinking about taking one of your neck and another of your stomach. Is that alright with you, love?" I nodded my head. He took the two pictures and sat the camera on the night stand.

He traced the vine with his tongue, from my knee up toward my hip, stopping to place warm wet kisses on each leaf along the way. When he reached the bundle of grapes on my thigh, he stopped to run his tongue through the painted grapes, savoring the flavor. He placed an open mouth kiss over the area and licked it again before sucking it lightly and licking it some more. Shit that felt good! I let out a soft moan. He looked up at me and gave me a sexy half smile and licked his lips. "I love to lick you, Bella."

He continued to trace the vine up my body until he reached the grapes on my hip. He looked so sexy tracing the little grapes on my hip with his tongue. I reached over and grabbed the camera took a picture of him. I was definitely keeping that picture for myself. We could crop it down so it only showed his mouth and my hip for Alice to use.

His tongue traveled across to my belly button but didn't stay very long before it followed the trail up between my breasts then around to my neck. "Mmmm, Bella, you taste so good." His hands were gently caressing every inch of skin that had not been painted, but he had painted all of the parts I wanted him to touch. As his fingertips brushed along the underside of my right breast, I arched my back in an attempt to get him to touch the caramel butterfly painted over my taught nipple.

"Oh, Edward, I want you so bad. I need you." I begged.

"Patience, my love." He whispered as he continued to taste my neck and caress my body.

From my neck he began working his way back down the vine tasting and nibbling as he went. As he kissed, licked, and nibbled at the outer edge of my breast, his fingertips traced up the inside of my thigh but stopped just short of the painted area between my legs. I whimpered a shifted my hips trying to find the friction I so desperately needed.

His lips made it down my ribs, across my stomach, back to my hip, and down my thigh while I writhed and moaned in blissful torture. "Edward, please…" I said with a breathy voice as his lips found the vine from my ribs up between my breasts.

"You sound so needy, Bella… so horny. Do you need me to taste the grapes?" his fingertip lightly outlined the grapes on my left breast, "Or do you need me to kiss the butterfly?" he lightly traced the outline of the butterfly's wings with his fingertip.

"I don't care! Either… Both… Now…I need you now!" I trust my chest toward his mouth. He just chuckled and blew my nipple lightly before backing away and reaching for the glass of champagne.

"Would you like some champagne, Bella?" he said as he offered me the glass.

Is he serious? Every nerve in my body was standing at attention. I wanted to scream! He held the glass to my lips so I could sip some of the bubbly liquid then he held a plump strawberry to my lips so I could take a bite. It was good, but it wasn't what I wanted. I wanted him!

He took the rest of the strawberry and spread its juices on my stomach, around the outside of my bellybutton. What the hell is he doing? I could see the pink strawberry juices on my skin. He then tipped the glass and poured some of the cold bubbly liquid filling my little navel. I gasped at the cold, causing some of the liquid to drip down the side of my stomach.

He chuckled, "Now Bella, we can't have you making a mess, now can we?" He bent down and licked the drop off of me, before it reached the bed. While he was down there, he stopped to lick and taste the butterfly on my hip before he added some more champagne to my belly button then lapped it up. "Mmmm, Delicious!" He kissed his way up my body and said, "Now, where were we?"

"Butterfly!" I quietly commanded. He lips hungrily encased my nipple and he began to suck lightly as his tongue circled and flicked the hard little nub. I let out a loud gasp then a moan as my fingers tangled in his hair holding him to me tighter. He kissed and licked his way over to the other breast to do the same. "Oh yes, baby, that feels so good!"

He reached up and took my hands from his hair and placed them on my breasts as he kissed his way down my stomach then licked and tasted his way along the vine that led down to the last bundle of grapes. "Mmmm, Bella, since we do need to get some rest for the long drive tomorrow, I'm only going make you cum with my tongue twice and then I'm going to fuck you until you cum at least two more times. Is that alright with you love?" He is promising me FOUR orgasms and he is asking if I'm alright with that? What is he fucking crazy! Of course I'm alright with that!

"Yes, baby, make me cum!" I moaned as he placed a soft kiss just above my clit.

He started at the top, licking and tasting the grapes painted on my smooth skin, and then he let his tongue dip down into my moisture so he could taste some of me mixed in with the caramel. His tongue swirled lightly around my opening, teasing it before he stiffened it up and dipped it inside me. Oh, yes! He pulled it out and dipped it in again, this time, he swirled it around inside me, like he was French kissing my pussy. Oh fuck yes! I caressed and pinched my nipples lightly and let out a loud moan as my hips started to move of their own accord. He let his tongue slip out and circle my clit, teasing it, before he went back down to dip it deep inside my opening. I was panting hard and my hips were thrusting toward his face. He brought his talented tongue back up to the front. He circled my clit again, "Oh fuck, Edward!" He wrapped his lips around my clit and started to suck it gently while he gave it feather soft flicks with his tongue. I cried out and pressed myself harder into his mouth but he would not give me the sensation I wanted. "EDWARD NOW!" I growled. I could see the smile in his eyes and he started sucking harder and giving my clit firm strokes with his coarse tongue. I cried out as my body clenched and I rode out my orgasm.

I was gasping for air and my entire body felt tingly. Knowing my clit was still too sensitive, Edward kissed his way back down to my opening. When my hips started to move and I started to moan again, his tongue traveled back up to my clit. The added sensitivity made my body a little jumpy. He smiled when he flicked my clit making me yelp. He circled and teased it until I was ready, and then slid two of his long beautiful fingers inside me. He pumped them inside while his tongue teased my clit until I was moaning for more. My body was wound up tight and ready to cum when he finally started pumping his fingers inside me roughly while flicking my clit with a firm tongue, driving me over the edge into another screaming orgasm.

I was panting and still out of breath when he climbed up and positioned himself between my legs. He didn't wait for me to calm down. I was drenched from all of his efforts and he was hard as a rock. He slid into me easily, gloriously stretching me to sheath him completely.

"Oh fuck, Edward, your dick feels so good inside me!" I moaned as he started thrusting in me.

"You're so fucking tight! It's hard to hold back when it feels so good like this." He grunted through clenched teeth as he kept pushing into me faster and faster.

I was still wound up from my previous orgasms, so when he started making firm hard thrusts, slamming his body into me, while he grunted and moaned, I couldn't hold back. I threw back my head and managed to say, "Oh yes baby, don't stop! Yes!... Fuck me hard, baby!" He started thrusting faster. "Oh, baby! Oh… oh… I'm gonna… Edward!"

I could feel my heart trying to pound through my chest. Everything around me seemed to dim. All that mattered was this man above me and how it was making me feel. Even though my body clenched and came hard, he still did not slow his movements. "Yes, Bella, cum on my dick! Squeeze me with that tight pussy of yours!"

When my body relaxed, he pulled out of me and quickly flipped me over so I was on my hands and knees. I was so weak I almost fell over when he pushed into me again. He held my hips steady while he pounded into me. From this angle it felt totally different. I could hear his grunts and breathing. I started pressing back into him, in time with his thrusts. "Oh, you're greedy tonight. You want my dick? Do you want it hard and deep? Do you like the way it feels inside your pussy, Bella? I think you do. I think you like it."

I shook my head, "No, Edward, I don't like it. I fucking LOVE it!" I heard him moan loudly as he started slamming into me faster. I could feel his grip on my hips get tighter and his dick started to pulse sending me into my fourth orgasm of the night.

We collapsed together on the bed. I looked down at my body. I was flushed from multiple orgasms, but not a hint of body paint in sight. Damn, I love this man!

A/N: Happy Tuesday!!! OK, I need a cold shower now! I hope you enjoyed this chapter. We are more than half way through the story. As of right now, there will be 22 chapters and an epilogue total. I am also working on some outtakes. I'm not sure when those will be ready though.

A lot of people have asked if I have this story posted somewhere else, incase I am forced to remove it from this sight. Right now, I only have the first chapter up on twilighted(dot)net. They have much higher standards, so I have to clean up all of my punctuation and grammatical errors before I can submit more chapters to their website. Hopefully I can make the corrections and start getting more chapters added soon, so we are not too far behind if anything happens here. I really hope it doesn't, though.

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