A/N: Come on guys, I know how many of you are favoriting and following the story…I only had one reviewer last chapter. You can do better than that! I know you can.
~Six week time jump~
BPOV:
I'm woken up to the sound of my baby crying. I glance over to the alarm clock to see that it is 3:30 in the morning and boy do I feel it. I've been so exhausted the past few weeks. Monroe is a good baby and all, but waking up every 3 hours or so can be tiring.
I throw the covers off of my body and slowly get myself out of bed. Edward stirs next to me and begins to get up to tend to our son. He slowly blinks and looks over at me, "Stay here, love, I'll get him."
I nod my head and watch as my sexy husbands heads out of the bedroom to tend to Monroe. Tomorrow is my six week check up and Monroe goes to get his shots. It has been an extremely long six weeks, Edward and I have never gone this long without sex and it's about to drive us both crazy.
Edward soon comes back to our room with Monroe cuddled against his chest. I can't help but get turned on at the sight of Edward with our little boy. It just does something to my insides; makes me want him even more.
"I changed his diaper, but I think this little guy is hungry." Edward said, while sitting down on the bed.
I sat up to where my back is against the headboard and Edward handed me Monroe. I lifted up my shirt and Monroe latched on immediately, hungrily trying to get to my milk.
"It still feels so surreal, having him here." I said, staring down at my beautiful little boy.
"I know what you mean. It's hard to believe that we made him out of love for each other."
I nodded in response to what Edward said. He reaches over and strokes the fine red hairs on Monroe's head, then leans down and kisses his forehead.
"Are you nervous about Monroe getting his shots tomorrow?" Edward asks.
"A little bit, I just don't want to see my baby hurt. Even if it's necessary."
Edward nodded his head in agreement and opened his mouth to say something else. He closed his mouth before he said anything and looked to be in deep thought. After he seemed to have his thoughts together, he opened his mouth once more to say something. "Are you anxious about your check-up tomorrow?" He asked nervously.
"Why would I be nervous?"
"Because, you'll more than likely get the green light to resume your normal lifestyle." He said, looking down to where our son was still feeding.
"You mean we'll have sex again."
"I mean, only if you want to. I would never force myself onto you."
"Edward, you overthink things. Of course I want to have sex with you. You're my extremely handsome husband; this has been the longest six weeks of my entire life." I said, gazing into his eyes.
"I just didn't know if you'd be up to it. Most new moms are just too tired and I didn't want you to feel obligated."
"Edward, I always want you. New baby or not."
He smiled up at me crookedly, "I am pretty hard to resist."
I rolled my eyes at him playfully kicked his leg under the covers. It was then that Monroe decided he done eating and let go of my nipple. His head lolled to the side and he almost had what looked like a drunken look on his face. Edward and I both laughed at how silly our son was being. Edward took Monroe from me and proceeded to burp him, and then he took our son back to his nursery to hopefully sleep until the morning.
I woke up to Edward handing a crying baby to me. "If you nurse him while I shower and get dressed, I'll get him ready while you get ready." He said, laying our son on the bed next to me.
"Sounds good to me."
Edward smiled at me the turned to go into the en suite bathroom. I turned on my side and brought Monroe closer to where I was laying. I lifted up my shirt and brought him to where he could reach my breast. With Monroe contentedly eating his breakfast, I closed my eyes to get a little more rest.
About 15 minutes later, Edward emerged out of the bathroom dressed and ready, his entry waking me from my little nap. I looked down to Monroe, who had stopped eating, but was still latched to my breast, using it as a pacifier.
"I'll take him now, you go get ready for your appointment." Edward then reached down to take Monroe from his resting place on the bed.
With Edward tending to Monroe, I rolled out of bed and headed into the bathroom. Turning on the water, I begin to undress myself, throwing my dirty pajamas in the laundry basket. I step into the hot downpour of water and relish in the fact I can relax a little. Looking down I can see the silvery marks that are left behind from my son. They are faint, but still noticeable.
I hop out of the shower and quickly dry myself off. With a towel wrapped around my body, I walk into the bedroom and head for the closet. I decide on a pair of jeans and a simple button up blouse. It would be easier for when Monroe needs to nurse. I sit on the bed and begin to put on my converse. When I am finally ready I head out of the bedroom and walk down the stairs.
I find Edward and Monroe in the living room; they are both lying on the floor. Edward has a small blanket spread on the ground with Monroe lying on his back on top of it. Edward is on his stomach, propped on his elbows hovering above our son.
"Your mother and I love you so much." He then leaned down and placed a kiss on Monroe's tiny baby belly, causing him to coo up at his father. It was then that Edward noticed me standing in the doorway of the living room.
"I think mommy is spying on us, Monroe." He says to him.
"I'm just admiring how good you two look together." I said in a teasing tone.
Edward smiled and gently lifted Monroe off of the blanket, then gracefully rose from the floor. Now that I could properly see my little boy, I noticed that his daddy didn't do a half bad job of picking out his clothes. Monroe was dressed in a onesie that looked like a flannel button up and the tiniest pair of jeans.
"Doesn't our boy look handsome." Edward said, showing Monroe off to me.
"Of course he does, look at his father." Edward rolled his eyes, but still smiled at me.
"I have one more thing to complete this little guys outfit." I gently brought my pointer finger down to Monroe's nose and turned to head up to his nursery. I grabbed what I needed and also got his diaper bag ready.
When I walked back into the living room Edward and Monroe were exactly where I left them, "What did you get?" Edward asked.
I sat the diaper bag down that was resting on my shoulder. Then I produced a bundled pair of tiny baby sock from my pocket. I unfolded them and quickly slipped them onto Monroe's petite feet.
"There", I said, stepping back to admire my work.
"Now he can match with mommy and daddy." Edward said, looking down at the converse like socks that now adorned our baby boy's feet.
I nodded, agreeing with my husband. "I guess we're all ready to go now." I picked up the diaper bag one more time and we headed out the door to Edward's Volvo.
When we arrived at the doctor's office, we didn't have to wait long before Monroe was called back. I carried Monroe while Edward carried the diaper bag and car seat. Monroe was weighed and had his height recorded. My little boy was now eight pounds and was 21 inches long. We were then brought to a room and were told the doctor would be in in a moment.
I kind looking women soon walked into the room, "Hello, I'm Doctor Clearwater and I'll be giving Monroe his immunizations today."
She walked over to the cabinets in the small room and proceeded to gather all of the things she needed. She walked over to me and then snapped on a pair of white, latex gloves.
"Now mom," she said looking at me, "If you could just slip his little pants off for me." I did as she told me and held my baby close.
"If you want, you can try to nurse him while I give him the shots. It will help relax you both."
I nodded and began to unbutton the top few buttons on my blouse. As soon as I offered my nipple to Monroe, he latched on. Doctor Clearwater began to sterilize and numb Monroe's skin. Before I knew it the sharp needle had pierced my little boy's skin. Monroe did not like this one bit, spitting out my nipple and letting out a heart-wrenching wail. Edward got up from his seat and walked over to where I was setting with Monroe. He began rubbing Monroe's head, trying to console our son.
"There, this little guy is all good to go." Doctor Clearwater said, placing a blue Band-Aid over the last injection site. My poor little guy had three Band-Aids in all.
"He may be a little fussy for the rest of the day and may want to be with one of you constantly. He will have a small fever, but you can just give him the recommended amount of Children's Tylenol." She explained, "Do you all have any questions for me?"
"I believe were good." Edward said politely.
"Well if you guys think of any, feel free to give me a call. You've got a beautiful and healthy baby." She said smiling and then walking out of the room.
Monroe's cries had turned into small the whimpers. "He's so pitiful." Edward said, sadly looking at our baby.
"I know, that was a lot harder then I thought it would be." Edward nodded his head in agreement. I fixed my blouse back since Monroe wasn't latching on; I offered him his pacifier and he gladly accepted that.
"We better get you to your appointment." Edward said, lifting Monroe out of my arms to set him in his carrier. After Monroe was all settled, I lifted the diaper bag onto my shoulder and took the hand Edward offered me.
We soon arrived at my doctor's office and we walked into the waiting room. We had to wait a little bit longer than we did for Monroe, so we picked some comfortable seats and got settled.
Monroe started to get fussy in his carrier, so Edward lifted him out and cradled him in his arms, rocking him back and forth in an attempt to soothe him.
"Here Edward, let me have him." Edward quickly passed him over to me, before our little one could become too upset.
With my fussy little boy in my arms, I opened up my blouse and bra for him to eat. He latched on and his whimpers quickly died down. Edward handed me a blanket to cover myself while Monroe suckled at my chest.
"He has never been this fussy." Edward commented.
"I know, he must really be uncomfortable."
We continue to wait for my name to be called. I notice Monroe is not eating any longer, but is still latched. He's needs the connection. We both do.
"Isabella Cullen", a nurse calls.
I unlatch Monroe and quickly place his pacifier in his mouth, hoping he won't cry out. "I'll go back, you stay out here with him." I said, handing a sleepy boy to his daddy. "Are you sure?" Edward asked concerned. "Yeah, I'll be fine."
EPOV:
I sit in the waiting room with my sleeping baby propped on the shoulder. I love the feel of his weight against my body. I can feel the way he breathes in and out, how his small body moves with his breaths.
"He looks just like you," a woman says flirtatiously.
"I think he looks more like his mother." I say politely, but annoyed.
She continues on "Oh, so mommy is in the picture? That's a shame," she states trying to be sexy.
"She is very much in the picture."
With that Bella walks back in the room. "Everything checked out alright?" I asked, while transferring Monroe from my arms to his carrier.
"Everything is perfect," Bella leaned down and lightly kissed my lips, she leaned back up, glancing over at the woman from earlier.
"Let's get out of here, husband of mine."
"I'd follow you anywhere, my sweet wife." I say, quickly following what Bella was trying to do. She must have heard the end of what the woman was saying to me.
We quickly snap Monroe's carrier in place in the car and drive home. Once we are home, Bella lays down on the couch with Monroe. I watch them both; they were my whole world.
"Edward, come feel Monroe. I think he may be a little warm."
I walk over to where they are both lounging on the couch and crouch down to be eye level with them. I reach out my hand and caress Monroe's forehead. "He does feel a little warm. I'll go grab his Tylenol."
With Monroe's Tylenol in one hand, Bella hands a squirming baby to my other. I put the right amount of medicine into the dropper and try to coax Monroe to open his mouth.
"Come on buddy, this will make you feel better." I coo down to him. Monroe just looks at me. It must have been my lucky day because Monroe decided to yawn at that exact moment. I swiftly put the dropper into his mouth and squeezed its contents out. Monroe swallowed the medication and then his mouth puckered up and he let out a shrill cry.
"He didn't like that daddy." Bella said, giving our son her finger to hold.
"I know, but hopefully he'll feel better now."
After dinner Bella and I decided it was time to get Monroe ready to go to bed. We both walked into his nursery and Bella goes and sits down in the rocker perched by the side of Monroe's crib. I quickly change his diaper and snap a new onesie into place.
"Time for your dinner little man." I kiss the top of his head and breath in his clean baby scent before passing him off to Bella.
Bella lifts up her tight shirt and helps Monroe to latch onto her breast. I never get tired of watching Bella feed our son. It's so amazing to see that her body can supply him with what he needs. Something I could never do for him. Watching Bella feed Monroe reminds me that I want to try something new tonight. I just hope Bella will be okay with it.
"Okay, I think he is done daddy."
I smile and take Monroe from her so she can readjust her shirt and get it back in place. I put Monroe over my shoulder and tap his back until I'm sure I have gotten all of the burps from him. I bring him away from my shoulder and kiss him one last time before putting him down in his crib. Bella leans over the railing to kiss him and when she pulls back Monroe's eyes are already shut. We quietly walk out of his nursery and softly shut the door.
Bella and I walked back over to our bedroom, "I'm going to get ready for bed." Bella says walking toward the bathroom. I tell her okay and walk over to the bed, turning down the blankets and getting it ready. I lay down on the bed and wait for Bella to return from the bathroom.
When she emerges from behind the door, I'm left rock hard. Bella has done nothing special, just brushed out her hair to where it is laying in long waves across her shoulders. She has also applied a small amount of lip gloss. She looks gorgeous.
"You're beautiful, Bella." Of course she blushes at this, making herself look even more beautiful.
She walks across the room to the bed and crawls in her side. I roll onto my side and tuck a piece of her hair behind her ear, leaning in to kiss her. I start the kiss of sweet and chaste, but Bella is having none of it. She rolls me onto my back and quickly climbs on top of me, straddling my hips. I thrust my hips up into her and she groans against my lips.
"It's been way to long," she says breathily.
I chuckle and swiftly flip us where Bella is lying under me. "I can't get enough of you." I breathe into her neck. Her hands move to my hair while I trail kisses from her lips, to her neck, and finally to her sweet swollen breasts.
Her hands continue to twist in my hair and it feels amazing. I continue to kiss and nip at her breasts, eliciting several moans from Bella. I groan in appreciation as my mouth closes around her perfect pink nipple.
"Edward?" Bella says my name warily. Her milk begins to fills my mouth and I hungrily swallow all of it. "My milk is flowing, Edward."
I let go of her nipple with a loud pop; she winces from the sensitivity. "I know, please let me, Love."
I can see the conflicted look in her eyes; trying to decide if she wants this. I can tell she is experiencing pleasure from the act, I can feel the evidence on my thigh that's resting between her legs.
"You…want to?" She says with uncertainty.
"I've wanted to taste your milk since the first time I saw you feed Monroe." Please, Love, let me do this."
She strokes her fingers along the face and then leads my head back down to her breast. I wrap my hot mouth around her nipple once more and continue to drink the milk that is normally meant for our son. Once I am certain that both of her breasts her drained from milk I kiss my way back up to her face.
"Was that okay?" I ask.
"More than okay." Her eyes are dark, filled with lust. She takes her finger and collects a droplet of milk that had dribbled down my chin. She brings her finger up to my mouth and I suck the milk off of her finger; I nearly cum right then.
I reach into the drawer of the bedside table and pull out a foil packet. "Do I need this?"
"No, I had the doctor give me a shot that was safe for breastfeeding mothers."
"Good, I hate those fuckers."
She laughs and I silence her with another searing kiss. I reach my arm in between us and align myself with her core. I gently push in and we both moan in appreciation. Bella wrapped her legs around my waist and I quickly set a rhythm.
"Faster, Edward" Bella moans out.
I quicken my pace hitting a spot inside Bella that I know drives her insane. "Come on, baby. Give it to me." I say thrusting harder.
I feel Bella begin to tighten around me. Her soft, warm walls contracting continuously around my aching cock. Bella bites my shoulder to stop her screams from waking up Monroe.
I pump into her once, twice, three more time before I softly call out Bella's name and spill my seed deep inside her. I collapse on top of her exhausted. "That was so intense." Bella whispers.
I nod and begin to pull out of her, slightly wincing at how sensitive I still am. I roll over onto my side to where I am facing Bella. "Are sure your okay with what happened?" I ask, while pulling the blankets around Bella and myself.
"I was a little shocked and confused at first, but it felt so good."
"I'm so glad you're okay with it, I was nervous you would think I was disgusting." I explained, sheepish.
"I would never think that of you." She said snuggling up to my chest.
"Good because I plan on doing that a lot more."
A/N: Well guys, what do you think? Be sure to leave a comment telling me what you liked or what you didn't like. I'm nervous what you all will think of the lemon!