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A little more vacation here. Inked-mom—this one's for you...
Chapter 31
"So what's the plan for today?" I asked Edward as we sat in the kitchen of the cabin, enjoying coffee and breakfast. We had slept late again, worn out after our escapades in the hot tub and again in the bedroom. Edward had accused me of trying to kill him; however, he more than returned the favor this morning. I had awoken to his hands and mouth between my legs, and had cried out his name in orgasm before I was even fully aware. That man sure does know how to give a wake-up call I thought, my body still tingling.
"Well, the weather is cooperating so beautifully today, I thought we would do something outdoors," Edward replied. I was distracted, watching the rays of sunlight streaming through the window highlighting his hair which was still wet and messy from his shower.
I reached over and smoothed the stubborn lock that always fell over his left eyebrow. "Mmmmm, outside sounds nice. What should I wear?" I asked, looking down at my jeans and long sleeved tee shirt.
Edward smiled. "What you've got on is perfect. But you'll definitely want a jacket, and I need to pack up a few things for us."
"Before we go anywhere, do you mind if I make a phone call?" I asked.
"You wanna check up on the store?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at me. After all the time apart due to our jobs, we had agreed to try as much of a work-bargo we could manage. We each checked our email and our messages, but tried not to do it more than one or two times a day. We agreed that we needed as little work intrusion as possible on Edward-and-Bella-time.
"No, the kids. I just really miss them," I said, biting my lip. I had talked to them the day before yesterday, but after being around James, Victoria and Cassandra yesterday, I was missing my babies.
Edward's eyes softened immediately. "Of course, Bella. You don't even have to ask. Why don't you give them a call while I'm gathering a few items?"
"Okay, thanks," I said, standing up to go grab my phone from my purse. He pressed a kiss to my cheek before leaving the kitchen.
Sarah picked up her phone on the third ring. "Hi Mom!" she answered loudly, and I could hear a lot of noise in the background.
"Hi sweetheart. Where are you guys?" I asked.
"Oh my God, Phil got us tickets to Universal, and we're in the new Harry Potter park!" Sarah had loved Harry Potter since she was a little girl, and I could hear how excited she was.
"We rode the dragon coaster Mom, it was awesome!" I heard Will yell in the background.
"Do you want me to bring you something back?" Sarah asked.
"Sure, something from Honeydukes, or Flourish and Blotts," I agreed, thrilled that they seemed to be having a good time.
"How about something with Cedric Diggory on it?" Sarah teased me. "I know you always thought he was cute."
"No thank you," I said firmly, blushing when I recalled my age-inappropriate crush on the young actor that played him.
"Hey Mom, did you ever notice that Edward kinda looks like that kid, only all grown up?" Sarah asked suddenly.
"Nah," I said dismissively. There was no comparing my beautiful Edward with some pasty-faced British actor. "I'm glad you're having a good time, sweetie."
"Oh it's been so much fun! We've been to Disney World, the beach, and there's a great pool in their condo complex. My tan is going to be fabulous when I get back!" Sarah spoke quickly in her excitement. It sounded like Renee and Phil were showing them the time of their lives, and I cringed wondering how much money they must be spending on the kids. I was brought out of those thoughts by Sarah's question. "How's your trip, Mom? Are you enjoying the cabin?"
I had been shocked to find out the other day that the kids knew where we were going—Edward had shared that with them weeks ago. It seemed that I was truly the only one who had no idea where he was going to take me. "It's beautiful here, although it's a bit colder than your weather. It feels good to get away from work for a while."
"You've been working way too hard, you deserve it," Sarah said, and I smiled. My kids were so darn thoughtful.
"Ooooh, we get to go through Hogwarts next!" Sarah squealed, and I could tell that I lost her attention. "Do you wanna talk to Will now?"
"Sure thing. I love you, sweetie," I told her,
"Love you too, Mom. Here's Will!"
"Heya Mom, how's your trip?" Will asked, his voice even louder than Sarah's. I had to hold the phone away from my ear.
"Great, sweetheart. Are you having a good time?"
"Oh yeah! Epcot was so cool, they have this thing called Soaring, and it was the most radical thing ever! And Nana and Phil took us to the beach yesterday and I tried out a boogie board. Not as much wave action as La Push, but the water sure is warmer!"
"I'll bet!" I laughed, thinking about the cool breeze on the water here.
"Hey Mom, is Edward there?" Will asked.
"Yeah, he's just in the other room. You want to talk to him?" I asked, surprised.
"Yeah, if I could that would be great," Will replied.
"Okay, just a second." I covered the receiver with my hand. "Edward?"
"Yes love?" he called from up the stairs.
"Will's on the phone, and he'd like to speak with you," I told him.
"Really?" Edward said, appearing at the top of the staircase with a stunned expression on his face.
"Really," I said, holding the phone out to him.
Edward smiled widely, hurrying down the stairs and taking the phone from my hand. "Hey Will, how's it going?" Edward asked.
"Great! Hey, is Mom right there?" I heard Will ask, his voice just as loud as it had been when he was on the phone with me.
"Yes, she is," Edward said. I heard Will mumble something, and Edward's eyebrows lifted in surprise. "Oh, sure, just a second." Edward covered the mouthpiece with his hand. "Will wants to talk to me in private for a minute," Edward said. "I'm going to take the phone upstairs, okay?"
"Uh... sure?" I said, my tone disbelieving. This was the same kid that didn't want me dating Edward in the first place? I watched as Edward ascended to the second floor, the perv in me admiring his ass in his faded blue jeans. I snuck part way up the staircase, eavesdropping unabashedly on Edward's end of the conversation.
"Hey Will, what's up? No, not yet. Today, actually. Yeah, I promised you I would. Sure, no problem. Really? That sounds great! Yeah, sure, go ahead and do that. Okay. Oh, tell her thanks, and that I say hi to her, too. Your mom? Sure, she's right downstairs, let me go get her. Yup, me too, bud."
I turned to race down the stairs, but Edward saw me as I descended the last step. He knew right away that I had been listening and smiled at me, a wicked glint in his eye. "I'll have to punish you for that later," he murmured in my ear, pressing a kiss to my temple and handing the phone off.
"Hey, Will," I said, my voice trembling slightly as I imagined various scenarios in which Edward 'punished' me. "So what did you and Edward talk about?"
"Ha! Not a chance, Mom. Have a good time today," Will said cheerfully.
"You guys, too. Say hi to Harry Potter for me, and make sure you don't break the bank with Nana and Phil," I warned him, shuddering to think how expensive it would be to feed Will at amusement park prices.
"Will do. Love you, Mom!" Will shouted.
"Love you too, sweetheart," I said, barely getting it out before the line went dead.
As I turned to put my phone back in my purse, Edward grabbed me and pulled me roughly into his arms. He laced his fingers in my hair and tugged, tilting my face up to his and kissing me passionately. I wrapped my arms around his neck, losing myself under his sensual onslaught and ceding utter control of the embrace to him. He slid his hands down my back and up under my shirt, his fingers searching unerringly for my breasts. I gasped as he plucked my nipples between his forefingers and thumbs, his mouth moving from my lips to my jaw and down my neck to my collarbone, sucking and nipping the entire way.
His hands roamed back down my torso to the waistband of my jeans. He slid one hand around behind to caress and squeeze my ass, while the other slid between my legs to press the seam of my jeans against my center. I felt faint from the pleasure of his touch, my knees wobbling as I moaned loudly.
Edward suddenly withdrew, leaving me standing there shaking, panting, and completely aroused. He grinned smugly, arching an eyebrow at me.
I glared back. "Ummmm… what the hell, Edward?"
He tried to stifle his groan when I swore, but I heard it anyway and returned his cocky smile. "That's part of your punishment, Isabella. You shouldn't listen in on others' conversations, you know." Edward's voice was deep and completely sensual.
It shouldn't turn me on, the way he growled my full name, but it did. I could feel my panties growing damp and a flush of arousal climb my cheeks. Edward's eyes darkened, and he took me in his arms again. He brought his lips to mine for a gentle kiss, pulling back when I attempted to deepen the embrace.
"More punishment?" I pouted, reaching down and squeezing his ass and pulling him close, feeling the stiff length behind the fly of his jeans rubbing against my stomach.
"For me this time. We need to get going, otherwise our plans for the day will be ruined," Edward sighed, sounding regretful as he eyed the staircase to the bedroom.
I smiled at him, standing on tiptoe to kiss his cheek. "Sorry baby. I promise to be good."
"Just for a while, right?" Edward asked, wiggling his eyebrows at me comically.
"Just for as long as you need me to be good, and not a minute more," I promised with a giggle.
"You, my love, are turning into a vixen," Edward replied with a chuckle, smacking my ass with his open hand. I couldn't stifle my gasp at his action and the renewed rush of desire it caused. Edward's eyes widened, and his voice was ragged as he eyed me. "Later, please?"
"I like it when you beg," I told him, my voice low and sultry.
"You're going to be the death of me, Bella."
~XOXOXO~
"Are you sure that you're not going to be the death of me?" I shouted to Edward almost an hour later. I had to raise my voice to be heard over the engine of the boat...well, more like a raft...on which we were riding, which skipped across the water at a ridiculously fast pace.
"Don't you find the speed exhilarating?" Edward shouted back, a huge smile plastered on his face. Frankly it was his exuberance that made the ride enjoyable for me. I was shivering despite the heavy jacket I had donned. The wind, which on land had been a gentle breeze blowing off the Puget Sound, whipped around us, and I snuggled into Edward's side, trying to stay warm.
Edward wrapped both arms around me. "Better?" he asked, his lips close to my ear.
I trembled, but this time it wasn't from the cold. "Everything's always better in your arms," I told him. Edward smiled and pressed a gentle kiss to my lips that made me forget we were rocketing across the water.
"We're almost there, sir!" called the young man who was piloting the boat. He cut the engine suddenly, and the silence around us was almost deafening.
'There' was the middle of the Sound. I could see land and islands all around us, but we were simply sitting in the water. "Um, Edward? You're not planning on killing me and dumping my body in the water, are you?"
Edward laughed. "Well, that would be one way to get all the blankets back from you, you cover hog. But no, I'm not dumping you in the water. Here, take these," he said, handing me a pair of high powered binoculars.
The captain handed Edward another pair of binoculars, then Edward pulled out a couple of blankets from the bag he had brought with us. "We may be sitting here a while, and I don't want you getting cold," he explained, wrapping a blanket around me. I watched as he pulled out a thermos and poured three steaming cups of coffee, handing one to me, then the captain, and taking the last one for himself.
I watched Edward expectantly, waiting for him to tell me what we were doing. His eyes kept scanning the water all around us, as did the captain's, and I found myself copying their actions, even though I had no idea why. "Why exactly are we sitting here, in the middle of the Sound?" I asked after several moments passed and then stopped abruptly when I saw movement in the water. "Wait, is that...? Oh, Edward, that's an Orca!" I gasped, pointing to where a black dorsal fin was sticking out of the water about one hundred feet away.
"There's another one right over there, Miss," said the captain, pointing off into the distance, where another dorsal fin and part of the back rose from the water. "Near as I can tell, we're right in with the pod."
I was suddenly nervous, realizing all that stood between me and two tons of whale was an oversized rubber raft. "Don't worry yourself, Miss. They aren't interested in the boat at all. We are perfectly safe in here," the captain reassured me. He pointed over my shoulder. "Look there's another, and she's got a calf with her." We turned, and while I could easily make out the larger shape, I didn't see the baby whale.
"Use your binoculars, Bella," Edward reminded me, and I quickly brought them up to my eyes. It took me a minute to orient myself, but when I did I found myself looking right at an Orca calf swimming along side its mother.
We sat that way for about thirty minutes, watching Orcas surface around us. We spotted one other calf, and even got to see one of the whales breech about two hundred feet away. The waves the whale caused made me glad it hadn't been any closer to our boat. We watched the whales swim off, clustered together around the babies to keep them safe.
"What did you think?" Edward asked, pouring me another cup of coffee, which I held gratefully in my chilled hands.
"That was amazing! Did you know, I've always wanted to go whale watching, but I've just never had the chance?" I quickly downed the coffee, the warmth thawing me a little bit.
"Actually, I did know that. Sarah and Will and I talked about it. That's what Will was asking me about this morning," Edward told me. "When I told them where I was bringing you for our vacation, they suggested the whale watching."
"I am the luckiest woman in the entire world," I said, my heart full of emotion.
"Yes, your kids are incredible," Edward agreed.
"Yes they are, but I wasn't just referring to them," I told Edward, reaching up and cupping his cheek with my hand. "It never ceases to amaze me the things that you do for me. Are you for real, Edward Cullen?"
"I'm real, and I'm very much yours," Edward replied, leaning down and kissing me, softly at first, but with growing enthusiasm.
The captain cleared his throat. "Mr. Cullen, would you like to return to the island now?"
"Yes, please. My girl and I have lunch plans."
"We do?" I asked as the boat started up. I settled into Edward's embrace for the windy ride back.
"Yes, we do. I thought we'd pick up something on the way back and have a picnic, since the weather is still so beautiful."
The boat ride back took virtually no time, and I thanked the captain for such a marvelous trip. He grinned a little when I stumbled, my sea legs wobbly on land. Edward wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me to his side, steadying me.
We stopped at a deli near the marina and picked up lunch. The drive back to Cullen Cabin was peaceful and quiet, our fingers entwined as we listened to the radio. It was a gorgeous day, one of the warmest spring days yet. The sun was shining strongly through the canopy of early leaves and patterning the ground in a variety of light and dark
When we got back to the cabin, Edward handed me the blankets we had used on the boat, and he gathered up the groceries. I was surprised when he walked past the house. "Where are you going?" I asked.
"I told you we were going to have a picnic," he reminded me.
"Oh, I kinda figured you meant in the living room…or in the bedroom," I hinted, smiling up at him.
His eyes sparked fire for a second before he flashed his crooked smile at me. "Tempting, but I want to take you to a favorite spot of mine," he insisted, chuckling when I pouted at him.
He led me down the path we had walked the other day to Marcus and Dee's. About five minutes into the walk, we came upon the clearing we had stopped in on our way back before the storm, and I felt myself blush when I remembered him pressing me up against the tree. Edward turned to look at me, his smile naughty and knowing when he saw my blush.
In the dappled light, the clearing looked like a magical place. It was nearly a circle in shape, although it appeared to be a natural clearing, and the grass looked soft and inviting. Edward stopped right in the center of the meadow, the sunlight glinting off his hair, and he was so beautiful it stole my breath away.
He set down the bag with our food and reached out for the blankets, spreading the largest one on the ground. "Come, have a seat," he invited, and I lowered myself to the ground, sitting on one side of the blanket. Edward sat across from me, stretching his long legs out in front of him, our knees brushing.
He reached into the bag and began to set out our lunch before us. A loaf of French bread, some cheese, chicken salad, fresh fruit, a bottle of wine, and chocolate cupcakes were on today's menu. He also removed paper plates, plastic silverware and cups, and napkins, handing them to me. I filled our plates while he wrestled with the cork in the wine, finally using his pocket knife to pry it loose and pouring us both glasses of the pale golden liquid.
"I love the fine china and linens," I teased him as he handed me the red plastic cup.
"Only the best for my beautiful girl," Edward answered with a cheeky grin, leaning forward and pressing a quick kiss to my lips. He reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. My skin tingled when he traced my cheek and jaw with his fingers. I closed my eyes at the sensation, enjoying the warmth of the sunlight on my face, but the feel of his fingers even more.
I opened my eyes when I felt something cold against my lips. Edward pulled his hand back so I could see the grape he held in his fingers, and I opened my lips so he could place the sweet fruit in my mouth. Following his lead, I reached down and tore off a piece of bread and fed it to him, watching the flexing of his jaw muscles as he chewed.
We alternated feeding each other bites of our meals, an activity that I found increasingly sensuous when he would wrap his lips around my fork, or slide his tongue between his lips to gather crumbs from the bread. He placed a small bite of cheese in my mouth, his fingertip gently tracing my lower lip and making my pulse race.
Edward held my glass of wine to my lips, watching with heated eyes as I swallowed. I took the glass from him and brought it to his lips, reaching up to draw my finger down his neck as he swallowed. He shuddered slightly at my touch, and I noticed his breathing pick up a little.
He reached over and took my plate, setting both it and the glass of wine aside. He reached for a cupcake, holding it up. "Dessert?" he asked in a husky voice.
"Yes, please," I said, meaning so much more than the sweet confection he held in his hand.
Edward dipped his finger in the frosting and held it out to me, a glint in his eye. As I leaned forward to wrap my lips around his extended digit, he moved suddenly, spreading frosting across my nose and cheek. He laughed when I gasped and pulled back.
"Mmmm, you look good enough to eat," Edward hummed approvingly, leaning forward and pressing his lips to my nose, then trailing down my cheek. I felt him smear additional frosting on my jaw and neck, and then groaned when he opened his lips, his tongue rasping across my skin and his lips sucking gently to remove the sugary treat
I tilted my head back, reveling in the feel of his mouth on my neck. I slid the fingers of my left hand into his hair and groaned when he laved his tongue against the sensitive spot just below my ear. My right hand reached blindly across the blanket, my fingers seeking their prize, a smile coming over my face when they found what they were looking for.
I rolled my head forward as Edward pulled back, his gaze playful and passionate as he leaned in to kiss me once again. With my right hand, I reached up and smashed the cupcake I had grabbed against the side of his face. Edward let go of me in shock, and I started giggling uncontrollably. He had chocolate frosting from his eyebrows to his earlobe and on nearly every bit of space in between.
Edward reached up and touched his cheek, his fingers coming away coated with the brown sticky substance. "You really shouldn't have done that," he growled, leaning forward. I scooted back on the blanket and got to my feet, backing away slowly from the wicked gleam in his eyes that promised retribution.
Edward stood and stalked toward me, looking like a lion on the prowl. My heart raced as I continued to retreat. I turned to run at the same moment he lunged for me, and Edward grabbed me by the waist, spinning me around and trapping me against the same tree trunk where he had kissed me so passionately the other night.
"What are you going to do to me?" I asked breathlessly, feeling desire pool low in my stomach at the definite lust in his eyes. He slowly lowered his lips towards mine, and I shamelessly lifted my face to his, desiring his kiss above anything else.
I giggled and squealed when he suddenly bent his head and rubbed his cheek against my chest, the gooey, sticky frosting leaving chocolate streaks across my shirt.
"Oops," Edward smiled smugly. I laughed, the chocolate on his face smeared even more after his action, across his nose and lips now. I wrapped my arms around his neck and stood on tiptoe, dragging my tongue across the edge of his mouth and swiping his lips, smiling when he groaned.
"Mmmmm, you taste good enough to eat," I purred, licking my lips. Edward's eyes darkened further, and he reached up to cup my face with his hands, his thumb sweeping the sticky residue from my cheek. He pressed the digit against my lips, and I eagerly sucked it into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the tip just like I had done to his cock the night before. Edward rolled his hips against mine, obviously recalling the same thing that I was. I filled with anticipatory desire as he pressed his erection against my stomach.
I couldn't handle the teasing and tension for a moment longer. I fisted my hands in his hair and pulled him down to me, our mouths meeting in an open, wet kiss full of heated arousal and promise. Edward's hands were everywhere, sliding down my back, over my hips, searching beneath the hem of my shirt. I shivered when his fingers danced across the bare flesh of my stomach. He made quick work of the button and zipper on my jeans, and within moments he pushed them down along with my underwear, his hands warm on the suddenly chilled flesh of my thighs. He knelt at my feet, pulling off my shoes and tugging my jeans and panties the rest of the way off, tossing them aside. He nudged my knees apart and lifted one of my legs over his shoulder, nuzzling my clit with his nose before taking a long, slow lick that had me immediately panting and swearing.
Edward moaned against my flesh, the vibrations making me wet and needy. He slid first one finger, and then another, between my folds, teasing my opening before pressing inside me. I arched my back against the tree trunk and lifted my hips as he began pumping in and out, his lips, teeth and tongue teasing my clit and making me crazy with desire as he drove me toward a shattering climax.
My knees buckled beneath me as I came apart under his hands and mouth. Edward rose quickly and captured my lips with his, holding me close as my body trembled. I hooked one leg around his denim-clad thigh, trying to get as close to him as possible. I grabbed the hem of his shirt and lifted, tugging it over his head and splaying my fingers against his naked flesh, loving the feel of his hair-roughened skin. His hands moved beneath my shirt, over my ribs until he was kneading my breasts, bringing my nipples to stiff attention.
"Off," I begged, trying to raise my shirt, but he reached down to tug it back into place.
"No," he countered.
"Why?" I pouted, desperate for his skin on mine.
"Because I don't want you to get hurt when I do this," he answered, leaning down and placing his forearms beneath my bottom and hoisting me so I was pressed up against the tree. Although the bark was fairly smooth, my shirt provided the protection I needed so that I wouldn't be scratched. I wound my legs around his hips as he pressed his arousal against my center, both of us groaning.
"Then how about off with these?" I panted, tugging at the belt loops on his jeans.
"Abso-fucking-lutely," Edward growled. "Hold on tight, sweetheart," he said, reaching down to undo his pants and push the jeans and boxers down to his knees, fishing a condom out of his pocket as he did so. I clung to him as he rolled the condom on, and the both of us moaned loudly when he shifted and entered me.
"Oh God, this is gonna be hard and fast," Edward gasped as he buried himself to the hilt. I tightened my legs around him as he began to move, the angle and depth of his thrusts hitting me just right. I could already feel my climax building again, and I dug my heels into his ass, trying to find the leverage to move with him.
I wound my fingers through his hair and kissed him wildly, our tongues fighting for dominance in a game we both would ultimately win. He nipped at my bottom lip and then slid his mouth along my jaw and neck, nudging my shirt out of the way so he could lick and suck my collarbone and the hollow of my throat.
My head fell back against the trunk of the tree as he continued to thrust frantically, his arms wrapped tightly around me as he moved me up and down his swollen shaft. I could feel every inch of his penetration sliding inside of me, and it wasn't the first time I wished there was no condom barrier between us.
Edward continued to move, and I grasped his shoulders which were slick with sweat from his effort. "Fuck, Bella. I'm going to come. Touch yourself, sweetheart. Be there with me," Edward hissed, cupping my ass in his hands. I reached down and rubbed my clit, seeing Edward watch me stroke myself, his eyes dark and hooded with desire. I looked down as well, watching him slide effortlessly into me, and the sight of my body taking him in was so erotic that that all it took was a few more strokes before I catapulted into my release.
My body contracted wildly around his as my orgasm washed over me. He stiffened and pressed me heavily against the tree, and I could feel the pulses of his release deep within me. He brought his face back to mine, kissing me forcefully at first and then gentling as our bodies came down off our mutual high. I felt Edward's knees shake from the effort of holding us both upright.
I carefully untangled my legs from around his waist, putting first one foot and then the other on the solid ground. As I slid down, I felt Edward's softening erection slip from my body and I shivered at the loss.
"Are you cold love?" Edward asked, his voice husky.
"No, just missing you inside me already," I said in a soft voice. Edward groaned and leaned in to kiss me, his lips gentle on mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and returned the tender embrace, my heart full of love for this man.
A sudden gust of wind blew through the meadow, and this time it was Edward that shivered, goose bumps covering his bare shoulders. We pulled away from one another reluctantly, searching for and donning our clothing, touching the entire time, not able to bear being apart.
We walked back to the center of the clearing to gather our things. "I can't believe that tomorrow's our last full day here," I said, my heart already aching at the thought of leaving our private paradise behind.
Edward pulled me into his arms. "I know, I'm going to miss our time here too," he replied, his voice sad. "But let's not dwell on that yet. We've still got the rest of today, and all of tomorrow. We'll continue to make memories to take back home with us for the times when we're apart."
Apart. Even the word made me want to cry. After these last several days, how could I ever be satisfied going back to the life we shared, but didn't? I couldn't stand to see the sadness on his face, so clearly reflecting my own feelings, so I chose to lighten the moment. "Well, I don't think I'll ever be able to look at a tree again without blushing – how's that for a memory?"
The sound of his laughter was exactly the medicine my tender heart needed and I smiled, tucking my hand in his as we walked back to the cabin. I gave it a little squeeze and gazed up at him, taking my other fingers and touching a bit of dried frosting under his ear. "And when we get in the cabin I have leftover dessert I need to finish." I licked my finger off and winked at him.
Edward raised an eyebrow and kissed the back of my hand he was holding. "You know I would never deny you anything, especially dessert."
Cupcakes anyone? Especially when they come with a picnic in a meadow planned by Edward!
As always, if there's anything that made you smile, laugh, sigh, or even growl in frustration, I'd like to hear about it. Thanks so much for reading!