YEP, I royally suck. I apologize to those of you whom I told that the chapter would be up a week ago. Yeah, that clearly didn't happen. Life got in the way.
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Quote of the Update:
"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."
-St. Augustine
Enough said. Now onto the chapter!
After our shower, I pushed Edward out of the bathroom so I could sit and work on my hair and makeup without the pressure of him watching me. I wanted Edward to be surprised with the final product.
That fact that we were together and stable (as stable as a relationship between two spies could be) didn't mean that I didn't want to surprise him from time to time.
"Baby," I said, sticking my head out the door before I put anything on, "can you hand me my clothes?" Edward was standing at the end of his bed, his black jeans hanging low on his hips, showing off his gorgeous body.
Why do we even need to go out? Can't I just stay here and have sex with him all night?
Edward noticed my oogling, cocking me a crooked smirk before handing me my dress and shoes and planting a kiss on my lips. "I can't wait to see you in that, Bright Eyes." He said, smiling down at me. I hung the dress up on the back of the door, tossed the shoes on the floor, and jumped out of the bathroom and slapping Edward's ass.
He spun around on his heel, "Oh, you'll pay for that, baby." He said, his voice dropping an octave. "What are you going to do…" I asked, my own voice husky, as I sauntered back into the bathroom, "spank me?" I asked, stopping to look over my shoulder and wink at him.
I saw Edward take a few rushed steps towards the door, and I let out a laugh, slamming the door shut and locking it. Edward placed his hands against the door, slapping them lightly against the wood a few times.
"Come on out, Bright Eyes…" Edward said, his voice husky, smooth, and as seductive as ever. I smiled, "Not a chance, baby." I said, plopping my makeup bag down on the counter, grabbing out various products and setting them on the counter before setting the bag aside.
Edward tapped on the door again as I smoothed powder over my face, "Please, baby? I won't be too rough… and I won't bite… unless you ask." He said. I could practically hear the smile I'm sure was gracing his features. "Nuh-uh, baby. Go get dressed." I said, laughing lightly. Edward jiggled the doorknob a few more times before he gave up.
"You will be spanked for this, Miss Swan." Edward said, his voice authoritative and hot as hell, "I do not appreciate, nor tolerate, insubordinate behaviour."
If I were wearing panties, they would have just been soaked through.
I hurried to finish my makeup, taking as little time as possible to perfect the smoky-eye look I was going for. I ran a curling iron through my pre-formed curls, taking them from the soft waves they normally fell in to more defined ringlets that rolled down my back.
I took a moment to admire myself in my undergarments (the likes of which would certainly give Edward a heart attack when he saw them tonight) before slipping my dress on, making sure that it was laying the way I liked.
I slid my shoes on, did a quick spin, and clicked the lock off on the door.
Not a moment after I had clicked the lock, the door flew open, and Edward was standing there, his eyes raking up and down my form.
Reaching out for my hand, Edward moved my arm slightly over my head, turning me slowly so that he could look at me.
I had never felt so hot under someone's gaze.
Once Edward had seen me from every angle, he pulled me roughly up against him, his hand settling on the bare skin of my lower back, his fingers toying with the top of my panties just under the top of the dress. "You look gorgeous, baby." Edward growled in my ear before attaching his lips to my neck, making a point to suck gently, no doubt trying to form a mark.
I let him give me a small hickey (mostly because I knew what having a physical sign of his ownership of me (and he did own me, just like I owned him) would turn him on beyond belief) before I pushed him off of me, and took him in.
The silver button up was tight across his shoulders, emphasizing his broad shoulders and chest. It shaped itself around his pecs beautifully, falling over the area that I knew was home to the most gorgeous set of abs I'd ever had the pleasure of seeing… or tracing with my tongue.
Whichever.
I lifted my heels of the ground a bit, planting a kiss on his lips, which Edward immediately deepened.
As his tongue moved languidly with mine, I could hear the obnoxious sound of Edward's ringtone. I pulled away, resting my head on his shoulder with a groan as he brought the phone up to his ear.
"Yes?" he asked, his voice short. I had to smile then; we both hated being interrupted.
"Oh, hey, Em." Edward said, his voice relaxing a bit. "Yeah, I'll let you in. Sorry… we didn't hear the door." Edward laughed awkwardly before hanging up the phone and shoving it back into his pocket. He pulled back and took my hand, "Let's go let my brother and his Rosalie in." He brought my hand to his mouth, kissing my knuckles before leading us from the room.
We let Rose and Emmett in, each of whom immediately produced a fifth of Jameson Irish Whiskey. I groaned, knowing what was coming.
"We have to finish one of these fifths before we go out ANYWHERE!" Rose said, cracking the bottle open and taking a swig before handing the bottle over to me.
"Rosalie," Edward said, "I don't know if Bella can handle this much liquor. She's American; they don't drink like fish since the time they're born." I laughed, and took the bottle from Rose's hand, taking an even more generous swig than she had.
"Ahhh…" I said, smiling as the whiskey burned it's way down my throat. "Now what was that you said, baby?" Edward stared at me in shock for a few more minutes before he moved the bottle to his own lips, "Nothing, love." He said, as the remains of the alcohol slid down his throat.
We all passed the bottle around, only bothering to go get glasses as we reached the bottom.
We distributed the remaining bit of the alcohol into four shot glasses, each of us raising our glasses for a quick toast. "To having an amazing time tonight!" Emmett said, his voice impossibly louder and happier and his raised his shot in the air. My smile became wider when Rose followed with, "To new friends!" raising her shot next to Emmett's, shooting me a pointed glance.
Edward looked at me and kissed my cheek a bit sloppily before saying, "To my future wife." We aww-ed at him as he raised his glass. "To tonight and all the other nights we will share together." I raised my glass, and all four of us cheered, smashing our glasses together and throwing the remains of the whiskey down.
I grabbed my bag off the counter, as we got ready to leave, smiling when Edward wrapped his arm around my waist and placed a chaste kiss on the small hickey he'd let me earlier.
Rose called a cab company, giving them an address that wasn't far from Edward's place, and we left the apartment, taking care to lock up sufficiently before leaving.
We walked to the place where the cab would be retrieving us, and immediately piled in. It was freezing out; it was, after all, still January.
We arrived at the club a few minutes later, some place named Paper, and I was immediately shocked at the length of the line out front. We jumped out of the cab, and walked immediately to the front. The bouncer must have recognized Rose and Emmett, because he immediately lowered the rope and allowed us to walk by him.
Music was pumping through the speakers of the club making me feel like I was vibrating. I smiled when I saw Edward bobbing his head to music I quickly identified to be the Arctic Monkeys.
I bet that you look good on the dance floor is right, Arctic Monkeys. Edward is going to look ASTOUNDING on the dance floor.
Edward didn't even bother walking us to the bar to get drinks, knowing that we needed to wait until the last of the whiskey hit us, and walked us out into the middle of the dance floor, grabbing me roughly by my hips and aligning our bodies.
Edward began grinding our hips together, our bodies moving in perfectly synchronized time with the beat pulsating through us.
The entire would around us practically ceased to exist. Nothing mattered except Edward and I. All I could feel was the movement of his hips against mine and the erection that was rapidly making itself know within the confines of his jeans.
How I wanted his cock right now… I would totally ride the shit out of him right in the middle of the floor… if I could get away with it.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, was how I knew I was plastered.
Edward and I continued to move against each other, the effects of the last bit of whiskey slowly hitting us. I felt his fingers tighten against my hips as someone slid in behind me, trying to get me to dance. I touched Edward's fingers, letting him know I was okay, before I turned around.
"Can I help you?" I asked, looking at the offending man. "Oh, I think you can, baby." He growled, his voice a drunken tenor, floating unwelcomingly into my ears.
He was a blonde guy, not much taller than I was, and probably not much stronger, either.
If he was stronger at all. Even all liquored up I could take this guy.
I smiled to myself, and the man thought that meant I was accepting his invitation to dance. He stepped closer to me, holding his hands out as though he was going to grab my hips. That did it.
I reared back, slapping him clear across the face. He looked shocked for a second, before he raised his arm as though he were going to strike me back. I saw this, and immediately grabbed his wrist, twisting it behind him and grabbing the two bones in his wrist, twisting them quickly. The pain I'd induced shot up his arm and he groaned, staring at me in shock. "Get the FUCK out of here before I kick your ass. And when I'm done with you, I'm sure my boyfriend would love a go. Isn't that right, baby?" I asked, leaning my head back so Edward could hear me.
Edward stepped forward and punched the guy square in the face, the deafening crunch of his nose sounding out over the music, blood squirting down the front of the man's shirt.
I grabbed the guy's arm and threw him down on the ground, signaling the nearest bouncer to come over. "He was harassing me, so I punched him… I think I broke his nose!" I said, trying my best to sound nervous and a bit guilty and repentant. "No problem, miss." the bouncer said. He was a large guy, a jet-black layer of hair covering the top of his head, his shirt practically ripping at the seams from the muscle he was packing.
Thank god he believed my story.
The bouncer, who's name I later found out was Vincent, picked up the guy and drug him out of the club, promising me that he wouldn't "be bothering me again!"
I spun back around in Edward's arms and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling his face until his mouth was millimeters from mine. "Now," I breathed, my lips moving against his as I spoke quietly, "where were we?"
"Well," Edward said, poking his tongue out to trace my lips, "I believe we were right," he kissed the left corner of my lips, "about," now the right corner, "here." he said, pressing his lips firmly to mine, immediately deepening the kiss and massaging his tongue over mine.
I groaned into him, sighing as I crashed our hips together, our bodies resuming their rhythmic movement to the music that was pulsing through the speakers.
Suddenly, I felt an arm wrap around my waist, but this one was distinctly feminine. I spun around in Edward's arms, grinding my ass up against him as I turned to face my mystery arm.
"ROSE!" I shouted, my smile wide as I continued to move against Edward. "Hello, love!" Rose shouted, bouncing forward to plant a kiss on my lips and grab my waist, pulling me away from Edward. "Us girls are going to dance, and probably snog, while our men go grab us drinks. Got it, boys?" Rose shouted. I threw my head back and laughed, turning my head to gander back at Edward as Rose and I ground our bodies against each other. Both Emmett and Edward were staring at us as though we were in some porno.
If I were sober right now, I'm sure I'd be thinking the same thing. But I'm not so…
I smiled, "Go get us drinks, love." I said, smiling at him. "Wh-wha-what would you like, baby?" Edward asked, his shocked stutter turning me on. "I grabbed him by his collar, licking a path from his Adam's apple to his ear before whispering, "Scotch, on the rocks." "You got it." Edward said, smiling at me, and kissing me before he and Emmett shoved their way to the bar.
"Our boys are ridiculous." I said, turning my attention back to Rose. She smiled and laughed, nodding her head enthusiastically in agreement. "We should watch for them and start snogging right before they get back." Rose said. I laughed, and nodded.
What a better way to get Edward all worked up…
Rose and I continued to dance, our dancing a little dirtier than it would have been had we been sober, but still just two friends having fun. It wasn't until Rose jabbed me in the shoulder and pointed out Emmett's curly head making its way towards us. Rose grabbed me, pulling my body flush against hers, and smashed our mouths together.
Despite our drunkenness, we managed to keep our teeth from clanging together, and synchronize our movements, my tongue being the first to move out as it traced Rosalie's lips. Rose smiled against my mouth, accepting my tongue, moving hers against mine seductively.
"BLOODY HELL." Rose and I quickly broke apart at the sound of Edward's shocked voice. Rose and I looked at each other for a second before we burst out laughing. Edward didn't look amused.
"What was that?" Emmett asked, looking between the two of us. "Oh, nothing…" Rose said, smiling as she wrapped her arm around my waist, "Bells and I just decided that we wanted to… experiment a bit. Isn't that right, Bella?" Rose asked, smiling down at me. I chuckled, "Abso-bloody-lutely, Rose." I winked over at Edward, reaching out and grabbing my Scotch from him. I downed half the glass, my eyes locked with Edward's, as Rose reached up to play with the ends of my hair.
"Well, baby," Emmett said, laughing boisterously, "I'm glad I was here to witness your lesbian adventure. At least it was with someone as sexy as Bella!" Emmett laughed, his laughter bringing a smile to my face. Edward reached up and slapped Emmett in the back of the head, staring at him incredulously.
"Relax, baby," I said, walking away from Rose and wrapping my arms around his neck, "we did it to get you all worked up." I aligned our lower bodies, pressing my hips to his. I was shocked to find that our trick had the desired effect.
"Happy, baby?" Edward asked, smiling at me. I didn't even respond. I grabbed Edward, smashing our mouths together, grinding my hips against his. I was desperate to feel him against me.
I felt the Scotch slipping from my hands, and I vaguely remember hearing is smash on the ground at our feet, as I grabbed Edward by the collar, pulling his ear to mine.
"Get us home." I growled, my breath heavy on his neck. Edward scooped me, tossing me over his shoulder, as he walked swiftly out of the club. I laughed boisterously, reaching down to slap his ass while Edward hailed a cab.
I heard the screeching of tires on the road, and suddenly, Edward was tossing me into the back of a cab, crawling over my body in the back seat. He gave the driver the address of the building next to ours, before pressing his body into mine, molding our mouths together.
I don't even want to know what the driver was thinking. Though… I suppose he wasn't surprised. He probably sees this all the time from people just leaving a club.
At least Edward and I knew each other…
Edward and I needed to pretend we didn't know each other one time… that would make for some great sex.
I smiled, and Edward broke the kiss, pulling back to look at me. "What?" he asked, his breath coming in gasps. "I was just thinking that we should pretend we didn't know each other the next time we go out… It would make for some really awesome sex." I said, a blush staining my cheeks.
"I like the way you think." Edward said, leaning down to press his lips back to mine.
We made out the entire way home.
Once the taxi stopped, Edward handed the driver some money before getting out, extending his hand to help me out. Once I was out of the car, Edward scooped me up, tossing me over his shoulder again, and carrying me towards the building we stopped in front of.
Once the cab driver pulled off, Edward walked me to his building. "This can't be comfortable for you." I said with a giggle, as Edward ran his fingers seductively over the curve of my knee. "Oh, I am not the least bit comfortable, Ms. Swan." Edward said, leaning up to place a searing kiss on the back of my thigh. "But not for the reason you're insinuating. You're quite light." He reached up and slapped my ass, which made me laugh.
"That reminds me…" I said as we reached the elevator, running my fingers along the waist band of his jeans, "didn't you say something about punishing me tonight?"
I felt, more than heard, the growl that emanated from deep in Edward's chest.
"I believe you're correct, Ms. Swan." Edward said, the smile evident in his voice.
We reached his door, and Edward swiftly unlocked it, stepping inside the doorway before pulling me from over his shoulder.
He stood, staring at me for a moment, looking me up and down. His gaze scorched my skin, practically lighting every nerve ending on fire.
I loved it when he looked at me like this.
"Go to the bed room, get naked, and get on your knees at the end of the bed. I'll be there in five." He said, his voice deep and commanding. I giggled, "Yes sir." I said, and spun to walk out of the room. "Good little soldier." Edward said, smacking my ass.
I ran down the hallway to the bedroom.
I woke up the next morning wrapped in Edward's arms, his body pressing mine into the mattress, his head buried in the crook of my neck. One of his legs was sitting directly between mine, his thigh right over top of my sex.
I smiled, running my fingers through his hair as I thought about our night.
If I had a nickel for every time I'd asked him to spank me last night I would probably have enough cash to buy another Aston Martin.
I smiled, shifting a bit under his weight so I was more comfortable, smiling when my thigh came in contact with his morning wood.
You'd have thought that man would have had enough sex for one day. We fucked six ways to Sunday last night.
I chuckled, shifting against him again, groaning quietly when his thigh rubbed up against my sensitive skin.
I continued to move against him, when Edward finally began shifting above me.
"Just can't get enough, can you baby?" Edward asked sleepily, reaching up to wipe the sleep from his eyes.
I smiled, "I'll never have enough of you, darling." I whispered, leaning up to kiss him sweetly on the mouth.
Edward rolled so that he was completely between my legs, reaching up to run his hand down my cheek before cupping my face. "I love you, Isabella." He said, his eyes showing me the emotion he was feeling. "As I love you, Edward." I answered. Edward smiled widely, leaning down to press his lips gently to mine.
Our mouths moved together sweetly, as we tried to convey the depth of our emotions. Edward slid into me as me kissed, each of us groaning once he was completely sheathed inside me. Edward smiled against my mouth, leaning up to press a kiss to my forehead, before pulling back.
"Look, Bella." He said, gesturing down to where we were joined. I looked down, taking a moment to really look at us.
It was amazing.
I moaned, arching against Edward. "My thoughts exactly, baby." Edward said, as he began moving inside me. He bent down, kissing every inch of my skin that he could reach, his mouth moving tantalizingly against my hot skin.
I would never tire of the way that he felt against me, of the way that he felt inside me.
I was totally and completely in love with him. Though I knew that it would kill me if he ever left, I knew that I couldn't run away from him because of what could happen. I had to take the chance to be with him in any way that he would have me. I lived for him… no matter how much that scared me.
I knew that I could, and would, maintain the fierce sense of independence I always had… it was one of the things I really loved about myself. But the thing about Edward, the thing that distinguished him from anyone else I'd ever been with, was that he encouraged me to be independent. He wanted me just the way I was, and never tried to change me.
And I only hoped he felt the same way about me. Because I certainly loved him for all that he was, and all the he wasn't. This man consumed my heart, body, mind, and soul. And I honestly have never felt freer or more alive.
I needed him to breath. And while this normally would have scared the ever-loving hell out of me, I know loved the feeling.
I hitched my legs around Edward's hips, pulling his closer to me, pulling my upper body up so that I could kiss his skin. I sucked on his neck for a bit, definitely leaving a hickey, before I moved down to his chest. I ran my fingers along the contours of his skin, reveling in the way that his muscles rippled under his soft skin. I leaned up, licking patterns and words onto his chest, occasionally leaning over to flick my tongue over his nipple.
He loved it when I did that.
We moved together slowly, my hips meeting his thrusts, until we both simultaneously stiffened, moaning out in climax, before Edward collapsed on top of me.
He breathed heavily into my neck for a few minutes before he looked up at me, brushing the hair from my face. "Who'd have thought we'd have made love like that after we fucked like we did last night?" he asked, a wicked glint in his eyes. I slapped his chest lightly, laughing, as I pushed him off of me, snuggling into his side, letting my eyes flutter closed.
We slept for a few more hours, before finally dragging ourselves out of bed and into the shower. Once we emerged and got dressed, Edward wandered into the kitchen to make us some breakfast while I called Rose and Alice.
I dialed Rose first. "Hey, Rose." I said, smiling when she answered the phone. "How was your night, you naughty girl?" Rose asked, chuckling. I could hear Trevor babbling in the background, so I assumed Rose had him on her hip. "Edward punished me, don't you worry." I said, the smile evident in my tone of voice. "Oh, Bella." Rose said with a laugh. "I wish Emmett and I had time for stuff like that now. Don't get me wrong, I love our Trey, but we only get so much kink in, nowadays." Rose sighed.
"WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT KINK?" I heard Emmett yell in the background. I laughed when I heard Rose slap him and scold him. Rose and I chatted for a few more minutes, inviting us over to their place tonight so I could meet Trevor, before I hung up to call Alice.
As the phone was ringing, I realized that it was three am back in Baltimore. Cringing as the phone continued to ring, I decided to hang on, knowing that if Alice were up, she'd answer. Not surprisingly, it went to voicemail.
I left her a quick message telling her to call me, and hung up, walking into the kitchen to find Edward. Edward was standing in the kitchen, his back to me, as he slid a pan into the oven. "What did you make?" I asked, smiling when he turned around. "Blueberry muffins." He said, walking over and wrapping his arms around my waist, leaning down to press a kiss to my neck.
"Any batter left?" I asked, smiling at him. "I saved some. I know how you like it." Edward said, smiling at me. I pumped my fist in the air, smiling when Edward reached around me to hand me the bowl he had for me.
I used my finger to scoop some batter out of the bowl, before deciding to get a little frisky.
Edward was still standing with his arms wrapped around me, so I took a finger full of batter, and ran it down the length of his neck. "Oops." I said, smiling at him. "Let me get that…" I leaned up on my toes and licked up the length of his neck, following the trail of batter I'd left.
It was delicious.
Edward groaned, taking a finger of batter and running it along the inside of my wrist. Edward licked off the batter, sucking for a second, no doubt now leaving me a hickey on the inside of my wrist.
We played until the timer on the muffins was done. I looked up at Edward, who was now shirtless, laying back on the kitchen table, batter speckled all over his abs. I chuckled, leaning down and quickly licking up the batter, before skipping over to the oven to pull out the muffins.
I set the muffins on a potholder on the counter, when I felt Edward wrap his hands around my waist. "I don't think so." Edward said, growling against my neck. He bit the skin at the junction of my neck and shoulder, reaching around to unbutton my jeans and quickly yank them down my legs. I lifted each leg, kicking my jeans halfway across the room.
I moaned loudly as Edward immediately fell to his knees, kicking my legs apart with his knees. He immediately plunged his tongue inside me, reaching around to play with my clit. My knees started to shake, and I almost collapsed. Thankfully, Edward felt this, and he wrapped his left hand tighter around my hip, helping steady my leg.
He lapped at my folds, catching as much of my juice as he could, continuing his ministrations until I screamed his name and fell apart on his tongue.
Edward leaned back on his heel and smiled at me for a second, the look on his face one of complete and total cockiness. I growled at him. "I need you inside me. Right the fuck now." I said, my voice deep and husky.
That snapped something within him.
Edward shot to his feet, pressing my upper body to the counter, smacking my ass swiftly. I moaned loudly, the action bringing back the things we done last night. "That's for disrespecting me." Edward brought his hand down on my ass again, "That's for cursing at me." Edward said, "And this is for both of us." Edward said, as he slammed himself inside me, his hips hitting mine.
We both moaned, the sound nearly deafening as it reverberated off the walls around us. He moved swiftly, slamming himself in and out of my, quickly pushing me up to my second orgasm. I fell apart around him almost immediately, and Edward sunk his teeth into my neck to keep himself form cumming.
Edward continued his quick pace, and I could feel him shaking behind me. I knew that he wanted to give me a third orgasm, so I reached down between us, rubbing my clit and quickly as I could. My knees nearly buckled, but I finally began moving my hips back to meet Edward's, allowing him to get even deeper.
We came simultaneously then, Edward slapping his hand down on the counter next to us as he came, riding out his orgasm, before he collapsed against me, his head laying on my back.
"That was…" I started, smiling when he said, "the best sex we've ever had." I chuckled, "That it was, baby. Now get dressed. The muffins are cool."
We cleaned ourselves up, righting our clothes, before Edward grabbed an arm full of muffins and walking out into the living room. We plopped down on the couch, Edward sitting at one end, me at the other, with my legs thrown on Edward's lap.
Edward absently rubbed my leg as he ate his muffin, and we laughed and talked together, enjoying the breakfast he'd made and we'd fucked over.
"Do you think this will ever go away?" I asked, looking at him. "What? This need to have each other?" He asked. I just nodded. "I hope not. I really, really, fucking hope not." He said, leaning across the couch to kiss me. I smiled against his lips, pulling away after a second. "Me neither."
We chatted about Edward's parents (he informed me that we would be meeting them the day after tomorrow… cue pants peeing) and Rose and Emmett. Edward told me all the things he could about his nephew, the look on his face bringing a smile to mine as he talked. It was clear that he would do anything for that little boy, and it pained me to know that he spent a fair amount of time regretting the work he was in because he couldn't be with Trevor as much as he wanted to be.
"I'm quitting this job before we have kids." Edward said then, smiling over at me. "Either that, or I'm seriously scaling back my workload. I want to know our kids. I want them to know they're loved."
I smiled over at him; "So now we're having kids?" I asked, chuckling. "Of course we are. You're it for me, baby." Edward said, pressing a kiss to my lips. "I hope they have your eyes then." I said, smiling up at him, brushing his hair out of his eyes. "And my devilish good looks?" Edward asked.
I chuckled, "I don't know about that. We can't have our kids dazzling other people like you dazzle people. It just wouldn't be fair." Edward laughed, reaching over to pull me into his lap.
"We should probably have a chat about our future, shouldn't we?" he asked, sighing as he rested his chin on my shoulder. "Probably." I said, running my fingers through his hair.
"I've told you Bella… I love you. And I mean it when I say that. You're it for me. I don't want anyone else, and I never will. I love whom I am when I'm with you. You make me want to be better… for you. I want to marry you, I want you to have my children, and I want to grow old with you. Of course, I wouldn't mind some fun spying dabbled along in there, but I would work my cover every day for the rest of my life if it meant I was at your side." I chuckled.
"I love you, too. So much." I said, spinning in his arms and kissing his neck. "I want everything with you. I want you to propose to me, and I want to keep it a secret for a few days before we tell anyone else. I want to call you Mr. Cullen and have you respond with Mrs. Cullen… I want to chase our kids around the backyard in whatever city we end up living in… I want to bicker with you about stupid stuff, like bed times for the kids and snacks before bed… I want it. And I only want it with you." Edward tightened his hold on me, breathing in my skin before kissing my neck a few times.
"Though, you would probably have to calm down with the hickies once we have kids. The children will think you're beating me up." Edward laughed, "I'll just have to give you ones they won't see then, won't I?" I groaned, shifting on his lap, his comment dampening my panties.
I'd already have four orgasms today. I was exhausted.
I slapped him lightly on the shoulder, grabbing another muffin off the table for both of us. We fell back into easy conversation about our lives. I told him about Jacob and Leah, and all the stupid things Jacob and I had done as kids. For every story I had, it seemed like Edward had four, and we spent the rest of our breakfast laughing.
Once we finished the muffins, Edward laid down on the couch, pulling me up against his body. We laid there for a moment, just reveling in the feel of our bodies against the others body, before we quietly drifted off to sleep.
I woke to the sound (and vibrations) of Edward's phone from his front pocket. I rolled over in his arms, reaching into the pocket of his jeans and pulling out the phone. 'Riley' the screen read. I shook Edward awake, showing him the screen, flipping the phone open and holding it to his ear. "Cullen." Edward said, his voice deep and demanding, as though he hadn't just woken up from a nap with his girlfriend.
Riley talked to Edward for a few minutes before Edward smiled over at me. "We'll be there." He said. Edward flipped the phone closed and looked over at me. "Gear up, love. We have a meeting with Riley." I jumped up off the couch, pumping my fist in the air. "Yes!" I shouted, running into the bedroom, followed by Edward's laughter.
This was going to be a great day.
I have the layout for the next few chapters on my dashboard notes. I want to type them up as soon as I can, and because I only have one more week of my summer class, I'm hoping to get a lot of chapters done (if not the story...!) I have to go back to school in 25 days, so I'm a bit nervous.
Let's challenge you this update. Can I get thirty reviews on the chapter? Maybe I'll work faster... ;)
Until next time.