Hey everyone,
I hope you enjoy this chapter. I had to rewrite it after it got deleted off my phone somehow. It was originally quite long but I was so devastated by what happened that I didn't have the energy to write it to the same extent. But everything you need is in here.
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Chapter 6
As promised the furniture is delivered the following day. Emmett helps Esme and I load it all into my old room and rearrange the boxes to where we want the different pieces. Once we are done Esme and I make Emmett some lunch to say thank you and send him on his way with a box of homemade nutella cookies. He's a very easy man to please. I think he realises at some point that I'm sleeping in Edward's room now. I can see the look on his face as he walk past his brothers room, but he's too polite to outwardly ask anything.
He leaves to go to work a little while later and there's no hope of getting any school work done now because Esme and I are just too excited about all the new baby things. We admired the photos on the out side of each box and plan where we can store some of the items until we need them like the high chair and baby capsule. Once we have it sorted we decide to go through all the cute clothes we picked out while shopping. Even though there aren't many, we decide to wash them. I think we both know it's just an excuse to spend more time looking at baby things and talk about outfits and costumes Edward and I have yet to buy.
When Edward gets home that evening he takes great delight in looking at my old room and all the new furniture that's currently filling it. Even though it's still boxed up I know he can picture what it will look like. Moving everything into this room was easy enough as there was no need for Edward to move his things out of the study. And it didn't take long at all for me to move my things across his to room, given that I don't have much right now. And it's the perfect location to our room being right next door.
"Dinner's ready." Esme calls out to us. We decide that once we finished eating we'll start unpacking the boxes. We're both too excited to leave it any longer. Carlisle joins us just as we we're sitting down at the table with a big box in his arms. "Oh good, thank you Carlisle." Esme says, giving him a kiss and helping him set the box down.
"What's in there?" I ask, unable to curb my curiosity.
"Well," Esme says, as we all tuck into our dinner. "I know you have a crib for the little one. But I thought you might like my old bassinet for your bedroom. You'll want peanut in with you for a few weeks before you're ready for baby to sleep alone. Until then I thought instead of putting the crib in your room you could use my old bassinet. Carlisle put it on wheels when we got it and I use to pull it all around this house with my baby's in it when they were first born and keep it by the bed of course. They loved it and always got to be close to me. What do you think?"
She sounds somewhat unsure about her suggestion by the time she finishes speaking but I make sure to let her know how much I appreciate it. They're both so incredibly thoughtful and the gesture brings tears to my eyes. I feel Edward grasp my hand under the table and give it a squeeze before thanking both of his parents.
"That's such a wonderful suggestion. Thank you Mum and Dad."
"Bella?" Carlisle asks gently. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah," I say, clearing my throat. "Just a little overwhelmed, emotionally. I thought I was blessed with just Edward but it turns out I was blessed with two wonderful parents as well. Thank you so much for all you've done."
Edward gives my hand another reassuring squeeze and I smile up at him in thanks. I really am incredibly blessed. And so is our little one. Our lives would have been terrible, there's no doubt about it, and this family has taken us in and saved us simply because it was the right thing to do.
Once we clean up dinner and bid Esme and Carlisle goodnight, Edward and I start unpacking and setting up the nursery. It's late but we're too excited to wait any longer. The crib is beautiful, I'd forgotten how much I loved it. And the dresser matches perfectly. We place the bookshelf on a wall and the wicker basket shelving for toys near it. We hang a few little shelves and a quilt Edward had in his room as a baby. I'm momentarily saddened by not having anything like that too add. But I know that just means I get to make my own memories and traditions. We carefully fold the baby clothes and pack them away now that they're dry and place the little baby shoes in the walk in closet. By the time we're finished it's almost midnight but it was so worth it. We also managed to do it all with having any arguments, I suddenly realise and the thought makes me smile. And because neither of us are particularly handy we used the very detailed instructions provided. The whole thing probably took longer than necessary but in the end we got it done. And that's what counts.
We step back together and admire our work once we clean up the trash from our undertaking. It really does look wonderful. And I can't wait for the little one to actually be here to use it. Edward's hand joins mine on my stomach and we slowly run our hands back and forth as we look over our hard work. And in that moment I know he's picturing the same thing as me. Next, we carefully unpack and carry the bassinet into our bedroom. The room is huge so we decide to set it up now, placing it on my side of the bed, pushed up against the wall so it's out of the way.
"Shower?" Edward asks.
"How about a bath?" I respond, looking down with a pink face, "together?"
I hear Edward clear his throat a few times and when I look up I can see the excitement in his eyes. He doesn't say anything as he leads me into the bathroom or when he starts the water and squirts a generous amount of bubble bath near the warm stream. Immediately the room begins to smell like lavender and fills with steam. I reach out slowly for Edward's shirt and begin unbuttoning the small white buttons on his dress shirt. Gradually is chest appears. I've seen him shirtless before but this feels different. The air has a charge to it and I'm suddenly stuck with the realisation that I'm going to see him naked. And he's going to see me naked as well. He shrugs out of his shirt when I'm through with the buttons and my hand drops to his belt buckle. I hear a quite moan as I undo it and move my fingers to lower his zipper. His pants drop with a thud and he kicks his legs out of them so he's untangled.
Before I can reach for his boxers Edward's hands reach for my dress. He gently pulls it up and over my belly and I raise my arms to help him. He quickly unclasps my bra and lets it drop unceremoniously to the floor.
We're matching now. But not for long.
Edward slowly reaches out and runs the back of his knuckles against my puckered nipples. They tighten further at the contact and the wetness under my panties clenches. Edward drops to his knees in front of me and starts to inch my panties down my thighs. They drop to the floor around my feet and he helps me step out of them gracefully. Instead of standing up straight away he begins placing kisses all over my swollen belly. At five months there's a decent sized bump now and I know Edward loves it. His hand caress the skin with such delicate fingers and I can hardly keep my eyes open or contain the smile on my face. He nuzzles my belly button with his nose and I know he's drinking me in. His head dips suddenly and before I can stop him his nose nuzzles further down and he draws in a long deep breath. The action flaws me. It's so incredibly intimate and all I feel is love and adoration.
"You smell so sweet, Bella." He moans. "I bet you taste sweet as well."
Not waiting for my reply his tongue pokes out and caresses my clit. The sensation is unlike anything I've ever experienced and a strangled gasp escapes my lips. Taking this as a cue to continue, Edward throws one of my legs over his shoulders and uses his hands to steady me by grabbing my ass. My hands immediately fly to his hair and I use the long, bronze locks to balance myself. As soon as I'm settled he dives right in and laps at the wetness I know must be trickling from between my legs. He hums in approval and I gasp at the feeling the vibrations have in such a condensed space. He doesn't stop there though. Using two fingers he slowly parts my folds and pushes them inside me. The feeling is incredible. I feel so full and when he presses down on the front of my wall my knees go weak. He holds me upright though and uses his mouth to nibble and suck on my clit. It's throbbing at the attention he laves on it and I can't hold back any more.
My knees tighten around his head, my head tosses back in pleasure and my fingers pull roughly on his hair.
"Uh Edward." I scream, as the most incredible pleasure runs through my body. I feel it from the tips of my toes to the top of my head. My back arches and my legs give out. It's never felt this good before. Once I've come down from from the high Edward scoops me up and places me down in the warm tub. He loses his boxer shorts and gets in behind me, drawing me back until I'm flush will this chest. I don't get to admire his nakedness for very long, but from the glimpse I did get I know it's a wonderful sight. One I definitely want to see more of. Leisurely, he uses the wash cloth the clean the grime of the day off my skin. He reaches down to clean in between my toes and behind my ears and then softly caress my sex. Being incredibly gently and careful in doing so because I'm still sensitive and I know he realises that.
We lay back for a while when he's done and simply enjoy the presence of each other. No words are exchanged just soft caress and wet kisses. Our hands come together over my belly at some point and we hold the baby together in our arms. It's such a beautiful moment and I know I'll remember it forever. I slowly start to think over the conversation Edward and I need to have and I know I can't put it off any longer.
"Edward?" I ask timidly. "I need to ask you something but I'm not quite sure how to phrase it and I don't want to upset you, not that I think you'll be upset or anything, I just-"
"Bella, just tell me." He insists, cutting me off.
"I need to know what we are." I ask, turning towards him. "What you expect and want to happen when the baby comes. I don't want to feel like you're being pressured into anything. I just think it would be good to talk about boundaries so that there aren't any hurt feelings or confusion about our relationship or friendship or what ever it is we have."
"Bella," he says softly, his warm hand cups my cheek and his thumb caresses my hot skin. "I want everything with you, if you'll have me. Right now the term girlfriend seems juvenile because I feel so much more for you then that word suggests, but I'd hope you consider me your boyfriend. I don't lay naked in bathtubs or beds with just any one." He chuckles. "We're quite the pair you know. I've been wanting to talk to you about this for months now but I didn't want to over step any boundaries or upset you."
"We're definitely more similar than we thought." I laugh along with him.
"When I say I want everything Bella, I mean everything. I want to marry you some day and have more babies with you if that's something you want. I want to be a family. You, me and peanut. I want to be this baby's daddy. So much. I want it so badly. But I know that it's something you might need to consider."
My arms make there way around Edward's neck and I make my way into his lap. Tears rapidly drop from my eyes at his words. Tears of unadulterated joy. And I sob into Edwards neck. He strokes my hair calmly and rocks us lazily until I'm somewhat plicated.
"Are you alright?" He asks, wiping the tears from my cheeks. "Did I upset you?"
"No, you've made me so incredibly happy. I want all those things as well. And I want to be a family. The three of us. It's so much more than I ever thought we'd get.
I hated the thought of my baby not having a daddy. Everyone deserves a mummy and a daddy. I know what it's like to miss out and I didn't want that for him. Or her."
"Oh sweetheart."
"It doesn't both you that the baby isn't yours biologically?"
"Not one bit. This little one will be ours in every way. It doesn't matter where he or she came from. I'm going to love our little one with all my heart. Don't doubt that. I have no trouble looking past it now and I know I won't see it when you give birth. You're both what I want."
"I'm so happy that you feel that way. You're more then I ever thought I'd get in life. Thank you for everything you do for us. I want you to know how much I care for you and how much I appreciate you."
"I know, sweetheart. I hope you know how much I care for you as well. Both of you. You're the most important thing to me now."
We soak a little while longer in the tub and I make sure to wash Edward's body like he did with mine. When I run the cloth over his cock it twitches in my hand and hardens further. Edward's head drops back and a deep moan is released from the back of his throat.
"That feels unbelievable."
"Let's get out." I suggest, pulling the plug and standing up. We quickly run towels over our bodies and fall into bed together. Our mouths mould together in a frenzy of desire and my hand once again reaches down and grasps him. Edward's hand covers mine and shows me exactly how he likes it and the thought of him pleasuring himself makes me moan aloud. That's definitely something I want to see. Once we have a steady rhythm established he lets go of my hand and fists the sheets in his fingers.
There's nothing more beautiful than the look of pure pleasure on his face as I touch him. With his head thrown back I can see the tendons in his neck strain and the beads of sweat that trickle down from his hair line to this temples. When I look down at him in my hand I see a drop of pre come beading at the tip. I can't help myself. I have to taste him. And so I do. My tongue flicks out and runs the length of his head. He feels thicker in my mouth, not that he's not thick in my hand, and the groan he releases is primal and I can feel himself holding back.
He doesn't thrust upwards or hold my head down as my mouth engulfs him but the few times that I do gag on his length he grunts and groans. I know he likes it. And I want him to enjoy himself. So I slowly lower my mouth further down him and when the urge to gag overwhelms me I swallow around his head. The strangled moan I get in response tells me I'm doing something right and the hands that were simply resting in my hair tighten in my strands and start guiding me. I swallow around him two more times before he can't hold back any more. When I swallow for the third time he lets go. Thick ribbons of come flow down my throat in long spurts. He shudders as they taper off and I make sure to swallow every drop. I hollow my cheeks and suck my way up his length, collecting anything I might have missed and when I get to the tip I give two long sucks. His back arches in response and I release him with a pop.
The kiss I receive in response is incredible. It's his way of thanking me and I don't doubt how good it felt or what it meant to him. We settle in for the night, wrapped around each other until I don't know where I start and he ends. The thought of us being a family is what lulls me into a deep slumber. I can't wait to tell his parents about what's happened between us tonight. I know Esme will be thrilled. And with that thought I slip into oblivion tucked safely in Edward's embrace. Without a care in the world.
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Australian words you may not know:
Baby Capsule - Baby carrier/car seat
