AN: The honeymoon is here. Edward and Bella have some fun times in the sun and sand. Poor Bella gets a little too much sun. Hope you like it! Let me know what you think.

*I don't own them.

The Honeymoon

BPOV

When we arrived to the small airport to board a private jet, owned by Edward's grandfather Masen, my hair was sufficiently mussed and my lips were swollen from the urgent kisses and fondling in the backseat. At least Edward's hair was worse than mine. We hadn't been able to have our hands on each other for 24 hours straight, which was a record for us since we met, and we made up for lost time. I'm sure the chauffeur got a spectacular show, but at least he was discreet enough to not let on that he noticed our backseat misdeeds.

We got on board the private jet and Edward promised me a tour after we took off. I really hoped that he did not reserve anything too extravagant for the honeymoon week, because I would have been happy in a shack, as long as I was with him. But, knowing Edward, he probably bought an island or something. I chuckled to myself, he never did anything halfway.

Inner bad girl was nodding her head emphatically in agreement.

Edward and I stayed strapped in our huge, comfy seats until the pilot came on to tell us it was all clear to move around. A steward approached, letting us know the amenities on board as well as offering us something to drink and eat. Edward finally waved him off, telling him we would call if we needed anything, and then grabbed my hand and led me to the next room further back in the plane. There was a small table with two swivel chairs around it, likely used for eating or a meeting. This room also contained a bed that was definitely big enough for two.

Inner bad girl wanted to join the mile high club.

I opened the doors along one wall. The first was a closet that contained some items of clothing, likely belonging to Edward's grandpa, along with blankets and other supplies. The other door was to a generously sized bathroom. I was impressed with the plane. It must be nice to have enough money to travel in this much luxury whenever you want. For sure, it was better than any coach class ticket I had ever used. I turned around and saw my beautiful man sitting on the bed watching me. I leaned against the doorframe, letting my eyes roam him from his feet all the way up to his sex hair. He was the hottest man on the planet and he was my husband. He was all mine. On the way back down from my eye-fucking tour, I caught the slight smirk gracing his pouty lips and I pounced.

I think he was a little surprised by the way I flew at him, but he recovered well, pinning his arms around me as he was pushed back by my momentum. I could blame my attack on hormones or the exotic locale of being in a bed so far above the earth, but neither reason would have been true. He just made me want him. I wanted everything about him…his body, his mind, his soul. My lips went to his, eager and hot, as he moaned in excitement under me. My hands were tugging at his shirt, desperately trying to get it off his body. I felt his hands roaming my thighs and ass under my skirt. Once his shirt was thrown away, my fingers went to his zipper, pulling it down and feeling him hard for me. He groaned as my hand reached inside his boxers to release him.

"Edward, now. I need you now." My breathy plea urged him on as he tugged his pants and boxers off, kicking them to the side. I needed him inside me like I needed air to breathe. His hands were back under my skirt, pulling my panties off before returning to stroke me.

"So ready for me." He moaned. My mouth went to his neck to suck, as I aligned myself to take him in. He guided himself into me as I sunk down to meet him.

"Yes." It was all I could say as the feeling of completion came over me, feeling him buried in me. I wasn't sure what the compulsion was within me that deemed it necessary to be connected to him immediately, but I felt it in every cell of my body. I wanted it neither slow nor soft and I took control, riding him with every bit of strength I had. He lay flat on his back as my hands rubbed and gripped his body, keeping me steady as I rose and fell above him. He reached up trying to get my blouse off of me. I knew he wanted to see me, so I took it off and threw it on the floor. His emerald green eyes were piercing into mine as I was approaching my orgasm.

"I want to see you come, Bella." He said, his voice husky with desire. He moaned out as I clenched my muscles and ground into him with each bounce. I was panting as I felt the fire in the pit of my stomach about to explode. Then his hand reached forward and his thumb grazed my clit, and I came hard. I went rigid momentarily before wave after wave of pleasure rolled through my body. Edward let me ride out my orgasm before flipping us over and driving into me repeatedly.

"I…love…ungh…seeing…oh…your…face…uh…when…you…come." He said into my ear as his hips thrust in time with each word, as if for emphasis. He slowed his motions down, trying to keep from climaxing until I came again. I felt him tilt his hips, hitting a new spot with each pass. Oh, it felt so good. I knew I was making incoherent sounds as my body felt like a live wire, just ready to go off again. My hands went to his ass, pulling him to get as close as possible as my second orgasm took over. As soon as he felt me clamping down on him, he rammed into me a couple more times before his release came, filling me up. I sighed in contentment as I felt his warmth inside me. We stayed connected as we both got our breath back. He chuckled a little as he propped himself up on his elbows and looked down at me.

"What are you laughing at?" I asked him.

"I've never seen you attack me like that, beautiful. I liked it." He told me before giving me a searing kiss.

"Mmmm." I hummed into his mouth. He pulled back a little, his eyes sparkling. "I couldn't help myself. You looked so sexy over here on the bed. I just had to have you." I told him with a smile.

"That's how I feel every day." He joked. I laughed as we stood to clean ourselves up and get dressed. We ended up cuddled back on the bed where I fell asleep in his arms. I must have been extremely tired, because I hardly stirred when the plane landed and I was put into a car. It felt more like a dream, even though I somehow knew Edward was carrying me. The next thing I knew, I woke up in a large bed. I felt Edward snuggled behind me, his arm holding me to him around my waist. Looking around, I didn't recognize where we were, but I did hear the distinct sounds of a beach outside. I untangled myself from Edward's arms and got up to investigate. The house we were in was massive and luxuriously decorated. I walked by bedroom after bedroom before heading out to the more open living room space. The glass windows making a wall on the back of the house showed a gorgeous beach with blue waves flowing not even fifty yards away. I opened the door to smell the salty sea air. There was a pool and spa in the back, as if the ocean wasn't water enough. The sun was just rising wherever we were and it was a beautiful, painted piece of art. I went back inside, admiring the modern furnishings and investigated the kitchen. It was fully stocked and I even saw several varieties of tea set out for me on the counter, including plenty of ginger tea. I smiled, realizing that Alice and Esme likely had a lot to do with the supplies. I looked on the table and noticed two leis set out along with information pamphlets.

Ah, we must be in Hawaii.

I checked out the papers and saw that we were on Kailua beach in Oahu. I wondered briefly if this was a house that belonged to the Masen/Cullen family or whether Edward had rented it just for our honeymoon. I heard Edward starting to wake when I returned to the bedroom to grab a bikini and shorts to change into. I showered quickly and slipped into my beachwear before jumping on the bed to wake up my sexy husband.

"Get up, lazybones." I said, tickling his ear. He mumbled something and I giggled at him. I saw him smiling into his pillow, his hair even more erratic than usual. "I am going to go fix some scrambled eggs and toast." I told him before hopping off the bed. I heard him getting up as I walked down the hall. I fixed us an easy breakfast and was just finishing up when he walked in. He was freshly showered and wearing only board shorts. I was salivating while gawking at his perfect chest, arms, and abs. The man could increase my heart rate like nothing else in this world, just from a look. He came over and hugged me, giving me a brief kiss.

"Baby, you don't have to cook. This is your honeymoon. I can have anything you want delivered to the house." He said. I just shrugged. I actually preferred nobody else here bothering us, even if they were just dropping something off. I wanted Edward all to myself this week.

"I really don't mind, Edward. I like the privacy and nobody else around." I explained, taking a sip of my ginger tea. I was happy to have no morning sickness so far. We took our time enjoying our eggs before Edward grabbed a blanket, sunscreen and some towels and pulled me outside to our private little slice of beach. It felt great being able to stretch out and soak up the morning sun next to the surf.

The rest of the week was filled with plenty of beach time along with many trips to Honolulu for shopping and romantic dinners, activities like snorkeling and sight-seeing, but mostly there was a lot of alone time where Edward and I made it a mission to make use of every single bed in the house. I couldn't have been happier.

One night, while we were snuggling after round three or four, I brought up the subject of our coming baby.

"Edward, would you rather we have a boy or girl?" I asked, my hand weaving through his soft hair, as the tingles lingered in my lady parts from my most recent climax. His arms gripped tighter around me.

"I honestly don't have a preference. I just hope our baby is healthy." He said.

"I've been having dreams, really vivid ones, of a little boy with dark hair and green eyes." I confided to him. The dreams always brought a smile to my face when I remembered them as I woke. I wondered if pregnant women often correctly dreamed of the children they would have. My mind wandered, imagining Edward tossing a ball with his son or taking him out for a sail. I felt a sense of calm and happiness from the images in head. I looked at him with a big smile on his face.

"I would love if we had a son. I would love a little girl, too, with her mother's hair and beautiful brown eyes." He said softly. "Bella, how many kids do you want to have?" He asked me. I hadn't really thought much about anything beyond the child I was carrying. I knew I wanted at least two kids, because I would want my firstborn to have one or more siblings growing up.

"Hmm, at the very least two. I don't want an only child. Maybe three or four? What do you think?" I questioned back. Did he want a big family? I could almost visualize the holidays with all of our children gathering easter eggs or opening presents around a tree.

"I think three or four sounds perfect. I always wanted a brother growing up. I was happy when Alice was born, but she came five years after me. I kind of always wished I had a sibling closer in age to play with." He told me. I could see his point. Em and I were close and we were only two years apart. He was always around to play with and there right along with me during the school years.

"I agree about the close ages. I liked Em only being two years older." I said. So, maybe I would only go on birth control for a short time after this birth, if at all. It was something I would think about. His hot kiss in agreement was the only thing I needed to shelve those thoughts for later.

The whole week was absolutely perfect, aside from an embarrassing burnt ass episode. As we boarded the plane to leave Hawaii, I wondered if I could talk Edward into spending a week here every year.

Maybe this could be our anniversary present to ourselves every August?

EPOV

My honeymoon plans changed when I found out Bella was pregnant. I had originally planned to take us to a remote island in the South Pacific. But, I altered our travels to put us closer to civilization, on the off chance that Bella would need any medical assistance beyond what I could give. My grandparents own a beach house on Kailua beach in Oahu, which was only about a thirty minute drive to Honolulu. I had arranged for a cleaning crew to open the house and make sure it was ready for us, as well as having the kitchen stocked with supplies. I didn't want Bella to cook, but I wanted there to be food available for us, so we didn't have to go out if we didn't want to. All I really wanted to do all week was be inside my gorgeous wife.

The ability to say Bella was my wife put a constant smile on my face. I felt like my life had real meaning, more so than only my career had ever given me. This amazing woman had agreed to a permanent bond to me and it made me feel like the luckiest man in the world. She was so giving, compassionate, and selfless; not to mention absolutely the hottest woman I had ever seen. I literally could not keep my hands off of her from the moment we entered the car taking us from my parent's home to the airport. Then when she jumped me on the plane…holy shit. My cock still twitched thinking of how hot she looked and felt while riding on me.

I could start to see the little changes in her body from her pregnancy. Her breasts were a little fuller, making me drool seeing her in and out of her bikini tops all week. I tried to keep my hands from groping her too much though, because she said they were a little tender. Her morning sickness made its appearance known a few times throughout the week, although she tended to feel more ill in the afternoons than in the mornings. She protested when I wouldn't leave her side; I just felt it was important for me to be there to hold her hair back and wipe her face with a washcloth. I wanted to be a part in as much of this pregnancy as possible. That sounds a little sick. Why would someone want to watch their spouse throwing up? But, I did.

Did that make me a creeper?

Aside from enjoying her early pregnancy symptoms, I relished just being with her uninterrupted for a whole week. The beach was perfect and we were out there most mornings and every evening, sunning ourselves, splashing in the water, and walking hand-in-hand watching the sunset. Plus, there was definitely some outdoor sexing up going on. I couldn't help but laugh, remembering one of our morning trysts on the beach turning into a comedy.

I elected myself the official sunscreen applier, as I rubbed the cool cream over most every inch of Bella's uncovered body. My fingers made quick work stripping her body of her shorts and bikini top. I heard her moans as I rubbed her back over and over. But, my eyes couldn't stay off her luscious ass covered in light blue bottoms. I was harder than a rock watching her spread face down on the blanket with only one little piece of material covering her rear. I wiped my hands off on a towel, making sure I had no sunscreen left on my fingers and gently pulled those bottoms off of her. I leaned down behind her, easing her thighs apart so I could get my tongue to its desired destination. I heard her breathing stutter as my lips kissed her cheeks, applying little bites as I stroked her slit. She was wet long before my fingers plunged inside her. I briefly wondered what it would be like to be in her ass, but dismissed that for the time being. I had never done that before and I know she hadn't. I replaced my fingers with my face, my nose practically buried in her pussy as my tongue flicked her clit. I grabbed her hips as I felt her start grinding on my face. I took my time, thoroughly enjoying her exquisite taste and the sounds she made as I brought her to orgasm with my tongue and fingers.

My tongue wanted to keep going for orgasm number two, but my cock protested and won out. I lifted her hips and she complied, getting up on her hands and knees so I could plunge into her from behind. Fuck, it felt so good as I pounded her on that blanket in the sand. I'm glad it was a private beach, because we were both screaming and cursing up a storm. I came so hard, I thought I was going to pass out. I laid down on the blanket and pulled Bella on top of me to keep her close. We both fell asleep naked, with the sun shining down on us and the waves creating their own lullaby. I stirred a couple hours later and smiled as I felt Bella lightly snoring with her face buried in my neck. I gently nudged her awake, realizing I needed to get her some food and something to drink. I tied her bikini top on her and we both put our shorts on and went inside. A couple hours later, I noticed she was fidgeting a lot as we were snuggling on the couch watching a movie.

"What's wrong, baby?" I asked her. Her face scrunched up a little and she blushed.

"Nothing." She replied. Well, I knew she wasn't telling the truth. I saw her bite her lip. I tickled her lightly as she squirmed.

"Tell me what's wrong, my beautiful wife." I sung to her. She buried her face in a pillow and I chuckled at her.

"I think I have a sunburned ass." I thought I heard her say through a muffled pillow. I tried to hold back my laughter.

"Did you say you have a sunburned ass?" I asked. She nodded. My laughter escaped against my will as I tried to pull her shorts down to see. She was slapping my hands away.

"No, Edward! Don't look!" She yelled, though she was chuckling through her embarrassment.

"Come on, sweetheart. Let me see." I said. She finally acquiesced after plenty of my whining. I got her shorts off of her as she stood in front of me. Yep, she definitely had a burned ass. I could see where I had stopped putting the sunscreen on. It was almost the perfect shape of her bikini bottoms. She looked back and saw my grin.

"Damn you, Edward Cullen. This is your fault." She cried. I couldn't stop my laughing. It was fucking funny. I finally calmed down enough to convince her to lay down and let me put some aloe on it. I really wanted to snap a picture for future posterity, but I thought better of it. I didn't want to spend the remainder of the week sleeping on the couch.

Bella and I did get out of the house and off our private beach a few times. I took her shopping so she could pick up gifts for everyone at home. The first thing I did at the store was pull out a new credit card with Bella's married name on it for her. She frowned at me a little when I handed it to her.

"What's this?" She asked.

"A card for you to use. You are now on all my accounts. We will go over financial stuff when we get home." I told her.

"I don't want it." She said as she tried to hand it back. I shook my head. I knew this was going to be a difficult thing for her to accept, but she would have to get over it sooner or later. She married me and all that came with me, including money. I lived rather frugally for someone of my means, but I didn't need a lot. I hadn't even touched my trust fund, which was turned over to me completely when I turned 25. But, half of this was Bella's now and she had to know she would be responsible for everything, if anything ever happened to me. This was about more than just us now, we were having a child.

"That's too bad, love. It's yours. Like I said, we will talk more about it all when we get home. I just wanted you to have this now. Don't you like seeing Isabella Cullen on there?" I asked, trying to distract her. I did get a brief smile as she saw her new last name, but then she gave a small huff and put it in her purse. I just smiled and hugged her tight to me.

We also spent some time in the water. The pool was convenient when we didn't want to get all salty. I finally got to complete my water seduction of Bella, which had been so rudely interrupted by Jasper at my parent's house. I also took her snorkeling and to a luau. We had to experience some of the sights of Hawaii while we were here. Not just the bedroom.

It was a great week alone with my Bella. I smiled wistfully as we boarded our plane to go home. I would definitely be bringing her back here again. Bella and I enjoyed our flight back, resistant to leave our honeymoon bubble and return to our lives in Chicago. I snuggled next to my wife, wishing our one week alone could last forever.

Little did I know exactly how much trouble was coming.

AN2: I hoped you liked the honeymoon. But, what is coming? There are some rougher times ahead.

If you like vampires, too, make sure to check out my other story. It is a Twilight AU if Alice saw everything coming. I love a sexy, vampire Edward.

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