A/N: I am loving all the reviews I am getting, especially the ones that say "Just make Bella tell him already" The more reviews I get like that, the more I'm gonna want to postpone the reveal. LOL. All my readers probably think I am so evil now. I'm sure you will all love me when I post three chapters in one day because the reveal is written, I just need to write the shit before it!
Extra special thanks to melferd and mmwalker who have made me laugh like crazy at their comments. They definitely made my day. I do promise that Edward will know the truth before Bella moves in with Rosalie, so there goes the 'hunky movers' scenario mmwalker.
Welcome snapcracklethepop, I have loved your reviews and am very pleased you are enjoying the story.
Enjoy the smut my friends!
I don't own twilight, but I do own a big container of Tums for my constant heartburn.
BPOV
"Wake up sleepyhead," said Edward as he poked me in the side gently. I rolled over, away from him and tossed my pillow over my head. When I glanced at the clock, it was only seven in the morning.
"Go back to sleep Edward," I said sleepily as he continued to poke me in the side. I felt his arm snake around my waist and then he lifted the pillow from my head and kissed the nape of my neck.
"You need to get up Bella. I signed us up for a for an art tour thing this morning and it leaves at nine, so we need to get going, especially if you want to eat something first." Edward pulled the blankets from my naked body and poked me in the arm a bit; he was doing an excellent job of annoying the hell of out me. I stood from the bed in frustration and headed into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. "So no joint shower huh?" he called with a laugh from outside the door.
It was only an hour later than we were walking down the street towards the meeting place for our tour. "So, where the hell are we going?" I asked curiously as he took a bite of the muffin he had picked up this morning when we left the hostel. "
"We're going to some square where we will meet up with the tour guide and other tourists. The tour is supposed to take us through Venice where we will see the real version of various Italian Masterpieces. Like instead of seeing a painting of St. Mark's Square, we will actually see it and they will give us a bunch of detail and shit. I thought you would like it," he said with a grin as I squeezed his hand tighter and smiled.
"It's a perfect idea," I replied as I kissed his cheek and smiled brightly at him.
"Then we're going back to the hostel to relax for a bit. We have dinner reservations and some other stuff after that," said Edward, looking pretty smug about all the plans he had made. This was clearly going to be another day of romance in Venice, but I wasn't complaining at all. I walked quietly with him to the square and we only had a few moments to wait until the tour guide arrived. There were seven other people taking the tour with us, and it was actually rather enjoyable. Everyone else was European, with the exception of Edward and I. We never once asked a single question, but listened intently as the guide talked about all the sites and their artistic equivalents. Just as expected, it was almost four hours later when the tour ended and we were headed back to the hostel. We grabbed a slice of pizza before we headed inside to relax for a bit.
Edward and I lay on our couch for a while, watching odd Italian game shows before he suggested I hop in the shower to get ready for our big date. "Are you going to tell me where we're going?" I asked with a seductive smile. He didn't budge of course. Instead he practically pushed me into the shower and closed the door behind him. The moment I stepped out, Edward went in.
"We're gonna be late if I don't shower soon," he said with a grin as he turned the water back on and showered, completely oblivious to me in the room. "Make sure you have your I.D with you, we're gonna do some drinking." I nodded my head and left the room, opting to get dressed into one of my new outfits from Vienna while he showered. I was almost completely done by the time he walked out of the bathroom clad only in a tiny towel, which did nothing to hide any of his assets. His muscular chest was glistening with water and the towel hung so low on his waist, you could see the delectable view of the 'v' of his hip crevice, where his hip met his thigh. I was practically drooling at him.
"Am I dressed alright?" I asked curiously as I tried to look at anything but him, otherwise we'd never make it to the restaurant. I had put on a light blue tank, topped with white knitted button down sweater. I had on the white skirt I had bought at Zara in Amsterdam, and I thought I looked pretty good.
"Yeah, you look beautiful like usual," he replied with a sly grin. We left the hostel only twenty minutes later, and he looked as handsome as ever in a pair of black pants and a white button down shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His hand was intertwined tightly in mine and he led me through some of the streets until we were at a small restaurant only steps from the Rialto Bridge.
"Reservation for Cullen," he casually to the hostess who clearly spoke English. She looked through the book on her small platform and showed us to our seat by a window overlooking the canals. It was breathtaking. I caught a glimpse of the hostess and she was giving Edward a look similar to what I give him, which was pure lust and adoration. I wrapped my arm around his waist and motioned for him to sit beside me, instead of across from me.
"She was so eye-fucking you," I said a few moments after she had left us alone in our seats.
"Are you jealous Bella?" asked Edward as he stretched his arm over the back of my chair and looked out to the canal with a smile on his face.
"Why should I be jealous? You're mine, not hers." My voice was confident and forceful and Edward leaned in to give me a sweet kiss as he nodded his head. He was definitely all mine, at least for two more weeks. We glanced through our menus and after we ordered, we talked easily throughout dinner. The atmosphere was relaxed and romantic, but Edward kept staring outside, so I knew something else was up. "Are you looking for something?"
"What? No, I'm not looking for anything. Just enjoying the evening with my girlfriend." I wasn't sure if I should believe him, but I let the topic drop. Our waiter came seconds later with the bill, and Edward thrust his credit card at him with a smile. We waited a few more minutes and when he came back and signed the slip; he grasped my hand tightly and pulled me from the restaurant. Edward led me a few steps down the street towards the gondola's that were awaiting passengers. He paid for one for us, handing him several large bills and I looked at him in awe. "We're going for a long ride," he laughed.
I tensely stepped into the small boat with the help of our gondolier, Giovanni. Edward easily hopped in beside me, and grabbed my camera from my purse. He took a quick photo of the two of us together and then a few more of the bridge at night. It was pretty romantic as he tossed a blanket over our laps to keep my legs warm. Giovanni started to sing to us some Italian love songs as Edward wrapped his arm around me and held me close to him while his free hand slipped under the blanket and rested on my knee.
"I've always wanted to do this," I admitted to him as a blush crossed my face. Edward kissed the top of my head and slid his hand further up my leg, causing me to gasp slightly.
"I'm very glad I could help you realize a dream Bella," he whispered to me quietly as his hand moved my skirt up my lap. He glanced back at Giovanni, who seemed completely oblivious to everything around him with the exception of his oar and his singing. As I felt Edwards finger sliding up the edge of my mound, I suddenly wished I wasn't wearing any panties. Then I wondered if Giovanni would notice if I climbed between Edward's legs and gave him a blow job. I didn't think it was the best idea, but I didn't stop Edward's fingers from tugging my panties down so that he had easier access to me.
I moaned gently as I felt his entire hand cupping me beneath the blanket and I looked back casually, but Giovanni was not paying attention at all. He steered us past the bridge slowly as Edward pushed against my thigh, clearly trying to get me to spread my legs open more for him, which I did willingly. With his free hand, he reached over to tenderly hold my face before pulling me in for a passionate kiss. His tongue swept along my bottom lip and the moment I opened my mouth, I felt him push my head closer to his. Our tongues melded together and we kissed while his finger slipped between my lips and began caressing my clit tenderly at first, and then with a little more pressure.
I groaned in pleasure as he moved his lips from mine, down to my neck where he began sucking furiously, clearly attempting to leave yet another hickey on me. I giggled at the thought, but it was quickly replaced by a loud moan as he plunged two fingers inside of me. I gripped his hair, a little too tightly, as he continued to pump his fingers in and out of my wetness. When he was done sucking on my neck, I felt his tongue moving down my neck towards my collarbone. Edward was licking me ever so lightly and it was such a god damned turn on, I really considered just pulling off the blanket and blowing him on the gondola. Instead, I spread my legs a little wider and bit down on my bottom lip while he finger fucked me into oblivion. Before I even had a chance to understand what was going, I threw my head back in pleasure and was coming all over his fingers, feeling exhausted from the mind blowing orgasm he had given me from his talented fingers.
I glanced over at Edward and he was extremely smug. "I really like gondola rides." I leaned over to him and bit his ear lobe gently as I sat up slightly from the seat, pulling my panties back into their original position.
"You do realize I would be sucking on your hard cock right now if it wasn't for our good friend back there," I whispered seductively as I slipped my hand under the blanket and took a firm grip on his cock, still hidden by his pants. I saw a light go off in his head and he motioned to Giovanni to stop the boat for a moment. They whispered together for a moment before Giovanni smiled and maneuvered the boat into a small slip of water, away from the main canal.
It was slightly dark, lit only by the lights in the homes and businesses in the surrounding area. There was no one around though as Giovanni stepped from the boat and tied it to the edge. He lifted his hand up to Edward, giving him some sort of signal before he walked away from us, leaving us in the dimly lit canal. "Okay, you were saying something about my cock," he said with a grin.
"What did you do?" I asked incredulously as my hand kept moving against his hardness.
"Nothing special. I asked for a few minutes of privacy and he took us here and walked away." There was definitely more to what Edward said, but I didn't worry about it. Instead, I knelt down in front of him and made quick work of his belt and pants, unsheathing his cock from his boxers swiftly. I looked up at Edward and he was grinning from ear to ear, clearly pleased with the situation unfolding before him. As I kept my eyes trained on his, I wrapped my hand around the base of his dick, before opening my mouth wide and sucking it deeply into my mouth.
"Awww fuck," he moaned loudly as my hot mouth forced its way up and down along his length. I think I caught him off guard by immediately sucking on him, instead of offering some lame ass hand job to start, but he certainly didn't seem to mind. I pulled him out of my mouth for a moment and began licking the underside of his cock as I grasped his balls in my hand, fondling them gently, which elicited another groan of pleasure from Edward.
I did my best to relax myself, specifically my throat, and when I took him in my mouth again, I took him as far down as I could, feeling him hit the back of my throat. He let out a long guttural moan as I sucked on him hard, my teeth grazing his sensitive shaft. I looked up at him again and he had a huge grin across his face, his eyes were closed and his head was bent back against the seat. I shoved my hot mouth down on him again, my tongue focusing on licking and worshipping the head of his cock as I felt him spasm beneath me. I felt his hands run through my hair, gripping gently as he began to push me down him, his hips thrusting forward into my mouth. Another spasm ran through his cock, and this time, he moaned loudly as he spilled forth into my mouth. I swallowed every drop of him greedily as though I was enjoying my last meal.
"See, I told you I wanted your cock," I said with a grin as I stood and fixed my skirt and shirt. I patted my hair down to make it look somewhat normal before I took my seat beside him on the boat. Edward said nothing. He simply smiled from ear to ear as I helped him shove his cock back into his boxers and he stood to put his pants back on properly. Giovanni was back at the boat a few minutes later and took his spot on the back of the gondola as though nothing had happened. As Edward and I snuggled together, the blanket back across our laps, Giovanni returned to singing his Italian love songs as Edward kissed me sweetly.
"You can never do this with anyone else," he said forcefully as his hands began to run through my hair.
"I don't plan on it. Although maybe you and I can do it again one day."
EPOV
All I had planned was a romantic dinner followed by a gondola ride. I hadn't planned to finger Bella to orgasm while our gondolier stood less than five feet behind us. He never even looked down once, and I knew because I was keeping a close eye on him. I'm certain he heard things I would prefer he hadn't, but there was little I could do about it now. I was surprised when he agreed to move our boat to somewhere more secluded and to give us a few minutes of privacy. As we stepped off the boat later, I paid him handsomely for his absence and his silence. He gave me a knowing grin when he took the money, but I just nodded my head and smiled. I had a feeling we weren't the first people to do this in his gondola, but I didn't care. I gripped Bella's hand in mine as we walked back to our hostel through the crowded streets.
"That was unexpected," she said happily as I squeezed her hand.
"We probably could have had sex with Giovanni singing. He didn't seem to care much," I laughed as I turned towards Bella, who was practically glowing. When we got back to our room it was just past midnight. I was tempted to continue what we had started in the gondola, but Bella peeled all of her clothes off and quickly got into bed, pulling the covers tight against her. I followed suit and slid into bed beside her, and pulled her close to me, reveling in the skin to skin contact which didn't come after having sex, for once.
"So, did you decide where you want to go on Friday? Are we heading to Barcelona?" I asked curiously as she nuzzled her head into my chest and wrapped her leg around mine, rubbing against my throbbing erection. This wasn't going to be a pleasant night if it wouldn't go away. "We could hit a few nude beaches on the French Riviera."
"A Nude Beach? Honestly Edward, could you handle me going topless on a beach? You'd probably punch the first person who even looked in my direction, so let's rule that one out. If you want to see my breasts, just pull down the damned blanket," she said with a laugh, as I did exactly what she said, sliding the blanket down to her waist so that I could take in all of her beauty.
"You're gorgeous," I said with a wistful sigh. I still couldn't believe sometimes that this stunning girl was all mine. I still couldn't believe that she gave me a blow job on a gondola in Venice. She was always surprising me for the better.
"You're biased because you're in love with me," she said with a small chuckle, which I found absolutely adorable.
"You're right, but we still need to decide where to go. I know you want to go to Barcelona, but what about flying to Lisbon and then working our way back. We can then go to Madrid, Barcelona and Paris. That should get us back to London in time right?" I asked curiously. I figured Bella probably a bunch of things mapped out in her mind of what she still wanted to do.
"I don't think we have that much time left." I looked down at her and she looked like she was about to cry. She was clearly remembering that our time was nearly up and I didn't want to focus on it at all.
"Okay, then what about just flying into Madrid, taking the train to Barcelona and then heading to France. We have 13 days left, and we need about five of those for Paris. With our last eight days we can spend four in Madrid and four in Barcelona." I watched as Bella nodded in agreement. "Then we'll take the overnight train from Barcelona to Paris and finally get in that train sex I've been dying to have with you."
"You are incorrigible Edward Cullen," she smirked as she kissed my chest and slowly fell asleep. I am definitely persistent, and I could care less at this moment. I had my girl and I didn't need anything else in the world.
When we woke the next morning, Bella and I headed to the lounge to make our arrangements to fly from Venice to Madrid. We ended up booking a two hour flight with Air Europa that left early the next morning. We would have the entire day to explore Madrid, which Bella was pleased about. She wasn't as pleased when she checked her email and found no emails awaiting her. She was clearly looking for one.
"Waiting for something specific?" I asked politely. Bella simply nodded her head easily and then switched her screen to one about hostels in Madrid.
"Angela is usually really quick about emailing me back, but I sent her one a few days ago and I haven't heard anything. I'm kinda getting worried about her."
"Then call her. You do have those calling cards right? You should give her a call later in the day to make sure she's okay," I suggested sweetly as I ran my hand along her thigh, trying to be supportive.
"I'll see," she remarked casually before she glanced back at the screen. Bella and I had agreed that she would pay for the hostel and I would pay for our plane fare. She was constantly trying to get me not to spend money on her, but it's not like I had anything better to do with it. I was born with way too much money and had always used it how I wanted to, and this trip was no exception. She ended up picking out a small hostel on the main street, Gran Via, that had private rooms, which we had become accustomed to. Of course, I kept thinking about the hotel I would book us in Paris, which she would no doubt find to be extremely elaborate compared to the hostels we had stayed in.
Once everything was booked for our next locale, Bella and I decided to just walk the streets of Venice and visit random sites. We had no set schedule, and there was no where we really needed to be, but we had fun nonetheless. We discussed my love of music for the majority of the walk, and it was liberating to discuss it more with her. I had played the piano for her in Amsterdam, and we had explored the sound museum together in Vienna, but it hadn't felt like I had shown her the real me, musically speaking.
As we were walking around, I noticed a small piano bar that was opening up for the day and I asked the owner if he would mind if I played for a little bit. He nodded his head as I grasped Bella's hand in mine and led her towards the baby grand that was perched on a small stage at the very back of the bar. I sat her down and immediately started to play, my fingers practically twitching in excitement as they danced over the keys. I played a couple of my own compositions before starting in on some Mozart and Beethoven. Before I knew it, I had been playing for over an hour and there were almost a dozen patrons in the bar. I turned to Bella, who was looking at me in awe and I smiled hesitantly. I thanked the owner and left a big tip for the bartender before I dragged Bella back out onto the streets of Venice.
"That was beautiful. I'm always in awe when I watch you play. You seem so focused and happy when your fingers touch the ivory keys, it's actually pretty adorable." Bella sighed and then wrapped her arm around my waist, squeezing me gently.
"It's easy to play when you have such great inspiration."
A/N: I need some sounding boards for a possible sequel, so review me and I might let you know :)