A/N: Hello hello. I know it has been forever since I last posted, but here it is, and like I promised last chapter, there is some smut, so…not gonna write anything else up here, as you probably won't read it anyways.
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Chapter 29: Nice and Slow
BPOV
It has been three months since the attack. Three long months.
My body was all but healed. My ribs were no longer sore, bruising long gone.
Edward and I started to see a therapist together after our talk. We had gone 6 times total, two times a week. It was the best decision for our relationship and us.
We talked about the attack and what affect it had on my life, on his life, and the life that we were creating together. We were each given the chance to talk about that night, and the affect it had on us. Tears were shed, and real feelings were out in the open. I told Edward how empty I had felt, and he explained how useless he thought he was, which led to more tears, hugs and kisses, reassuring one another of the place we held in one another's lives.
We talked about my past with James and Jake and the experiences I had been through.
We talked about Edwards past with girls, drugs and fighting. Edward was opening up more about his anger and how to control it so that he wouldn't actually kill the next guy that tried to talk to me.
He was making progress slowly.
We talked about James's incarceration and about how empowered I felt that day in the courtroom. Edwards eyes lit up during this session and he told me how proud he was of me for standing up for myself. He also told me how hard it was for him to just stand back and watch, wanting to join in and 'fuck him up'. But Edward let me have my say because he knew how badly I needed to put my own closure on that part of my life. That part being the hold James held over me for so long.
We talked about the lack of our sex life. I was now fully healed physically, and the intimacy we were both craving was high on the list of things we went over, seeing that before all of this happened, we had a very active sexual history. Edward expressed his excitement about opening that book again, which didn't surprise me too much. I responded with letting him know it would be soon. We had done a bit of fooling around here and there, but I didn't want to be in any pain, and I didn't want him to blame himself for putting me in pain, because knowing Edward, if I was in the slightest amount of discomfort, he would beat himself up for thinking he was the cause of it.
And lastly, we talked about the baby. This was the hardest of all. We both shared how we felt about the situation and how much losing our first child affected us both more than either of us thought possible. This also led us to talking about our future and where we saw our family and ourselves. By the time all was said and done, this was the subject that we both felt was most productive.
Counseling helped us open up to each other like never before. I hadn't ever felt so close to someone in all my life. Including Jasper. Jasper was still my best friend, my brother, but Edward was my sole mate, my soon to be husband. My lover.
Edward had gone back to working at the shop on a regular basis. Alex went back home to LA with hopes to come back here and there to help out and stay in touch. His store was doing well with business; he had three artists that basically ran the place for him. He and his wife were lonely out in LA and were hoping to spend more time in the city. You could see how happy it made Edward to have his buddy around a little more, and with the prospects of him coming back more often.
We had gone back to our old routine of being at the shop together daily. Edward still didn't let me out of his sight for long, and I wouldn't have it any other way. The only time I left him in the last three months was to do dress fittings and wedding shit, but I was with Rose and Alice and we checked in very often per Edwards request.
I hadn't worked on my book since returning home from the hospital. Sadly I put it on the back burner for the time being and have yet to finish it. The last time I had really worked on it was the night of the attack, and every time that I've even looked at the file it sits in on my laptop, I cringe. Will the book ever be finished? At this point I wasn't too sure. Besides, with my name being put on the shop, Alice let me take over most of the paperwork, which kept me fairly busy.
I liked having my place at the shop. I wasn't just sitting there day after day like I had been, working on my own shit. I worked on the books, inventory, appointments, whatever Edward needs. I also just watched him work. As Edward had told me previously, neither of us were hurting for money, and deep down I knew it. I knew the nest egg I had stashed and after finding out just how much he had in savings and investments, I felt myself relax.
Edward had wanted us to start looking for a place outside of the city, somewhere near his parents, a gated community, so that if we wanted to get out of the city for weekends or whatever, we had a place to go. I loved this idea and had been looking properties up left and right. We had yet to find a place to agree upon or a realtor that looked past all the ink and seen us for who we were. Edwards anger seemed to come out tenfold when we were trying to work with realtors. They seen him as some punk with tattoo's, and one time he went off on a guy and blatantly told him how much money he had sitting in his bank account, which shut the guy right up real fast.
Needless to say, he wasn't our current realtor.
Rose was due in the next week or so, well actually she was close to being overdue, and she was ready and willing to pop. She was so uncomfortable that bitchy Rose was in full force. We did the best with her as we could, accommodating her cravings and orders. Emmett rubbed her feet, back, arms, you name it. Alice and I were there emotionally for her. And we all silently prayed for little Emma Rose to make her entrance into this world.
Soon.
The wedding was a month away. Alice and Esme had worked together on all of the plans, as I didn't want to be overwhelmed with everything. I sure as hell wasn't ready for any of that business. We had a gazebo in Central Park reserved for our small wedding party, and were going to celebrate afterwards with a party at the ballroom at The Plaza. Carlisle insisted on renting the entire hotel so that he could invite family friends and colleagues and treat us to a memorable night.
We had spoken to Carlisle after emotions died down a little, and he ran further tests on me to check our possibilities for future pregnancies. I had a lot of scar tissue around my uterus but it didn't mean that my possibilities of future pregnancies weren't achievable. The doctor back in Chicago obviously didn't have his research straight or hadn't taken the time to actually asses my situation. So, with a doctors blessing we were just going to let nature take its course from here. Carlisle also explained that I would need to monitor my body closely and take random pregnancy tests so that when and if I became pregnant, I would know to get in to see him as soon as possible so that I could get the recommended treatments for my condition and be monitored closely.
And that brings us to the present.
Jasper and Edward had just closed up shop; Alice and I were joining them for a few drinks at Eclipse. Emmett and Rose were at home trying a few techniques to help little Emma Rose make her presence known so they would not be coming out with us, obviously.
Edward had told Emmett to give her a good 'romp' as sex is said to progress labor, but Rose snarled at the idea and started sharing information about her mucus plug and nasty shit that shut Edward up pretty fast.
That put the damper on things for poor Emmett as well, who hadn't gotten any in weeks.
Poor fool.
Alice and I got ready in the back room where I threw on a deep blue spaghetti strap tank top with my white capris. Although I despised them, I threw on a white silk thong so the panty lines didn't play a role in my outfit.
Alice had a pink tube top and black capris that she changed into and looked like the hot little pixie I knew and loved. We both did our hair quickly, mine going up in a ponytail, Alice's getting a bit more spikey, then touched up our make up before going out front to meet up with the guys.
Edwards eyes bugged out of his head when he took in how much skin I was revealing. This was nothing compared to the many outfits that I had previously displayed in my past, but it was the most skin I had shown since the attack.
It was time to start feeling like myself again. Scars and everything, I showed it all.
"You look beautiful baby." Edward basically moaned as he kissed along my neck, wrapping me in his arms. His hands glided over my bare shoulders as I watched his smile get bigger and bigger. "I love the outfit."
My stomach did flips at the sound of his husky voice, and I found myself excited to know that I was the reason for this reaction.
I couldn't help but blush with the fact that his voice was going straight to my silk clad center. It had been a while since he had been able to make me blush like that, but it was a feeling I would gladly accept any day.
I was thinking that the lack of sex in our relationship needed to end soon.
Maybe even tonight.
"Thank you. You don't look half bad your self." I gave Edward a wink as I ran my hand across his rock hard chest, wanting to run my hands under his shirt and get a better feel of him, but remembered that we weren't alone when Jasper cleared his throat. Edward had thrown on a button down plaid shirt over his black t-shirt and jeans and as usual looked like the sex God he was. He smiled back melting my heart just a bit more as I continued to ogle his body.
"You ready to go?" His voice was like velvet, melting me inch by inch. I nodded in agreement. He looked to Jasper and Alice and they nodded as well. Edward locked up the shop, setting the alarm and we were on our way.
We made our way down to Eclipse and found an empty table close to the stage and ordered our drinks. It was about 11pm on a Friday night, and the place was only semi busy which was kind of odd. Usually it was pretty busy this time of night, but the light crowd was a nice change of scenery. Perfect for us.
I had found that I liked crowds even less than before the attack. A packed bar meant that there was always someone bumping into you, or 'accidentally' feeling you up, and I didn't necessarily appreciate crowds. For good reason of course.
I wasn't very comfortable with unwanted touches anymore. Not that I ever was, but now was a different story. Jasper and Emmett were the only two guys I felt comfortable being around other than Edward. Carlisle was ok as well, and I guess so was Alex, but I still held my boundaries even around them.
Edward ordered a round of drinks for us and we sat talking about Rose and the baby that was due to make her arrival at any time. I saw Edward swallow back the bile that rose in his throat while Alice and I decided to rehash the mucus plug incident.
He didn't find it to funny to say the least.
"So last night she made Emmett get her some cookie crisp cereal and syrup. That's seriously fucked up." Edward cringed as he spoke the words. "She said that Emma was craving it." I loved how he used his fingers to quote 'Emma', rolling his eyes as he spoke.
"That's just as bad as the pickles and ice cream she had this morning." Jasper shook his head from side to side as he took a drink from his whiskey. "When you're pregnant, I hope you don't have any of those kind of cravings, I don't think my stomach could take it Allie."
Jasper wrapped his arms around Alice and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek making her smile from ear to ear.
"Well, that will all be up to your future son or daughter when the time comes won't it?" Alice shot back, raising her eyebrow testing him to see if he was going to take this farther.
Jasper winked at her, then kissed the side of her head smiling all the while. I could see the gleam in his eyes at the thought of their future children.
Edwards arm wrapped around the back of my chair, his fingers glided over my shoulder and under my neck, massaging my tattoo. Not sure what's gotten into me, but his hands on me were like fire. The fire that I used to feel every time he touched me. I hadn't felt it for so long, and reveled in the sensation, appreciating its come back.
"Bella? Did you have any cravings?" Alice had gotten brave over the last week or so, and felt the need to talk about the baby, a lot. I was getting better at opening up, thanks to the counseling and didn't shy away from the questions like I used too, but that didn't stop everyone from cringing whenever anything was brought up. "I'm sorry, you don't have to answer that."
Alice looked down as Jasper rubbed her side. She seemed upset with herself that she asked, and I didn't want her to feel that way, not because of me. Edward kissed my cheek reassuringly and wrapped me into his side a little tighter.
"No, don't be sorry. Its ok." I thought about my cravings, and the obvious one that everyone knew about, which I wasn't going to mention. "Well other than the one that you all know about, I just remember being so fucking hungry all the time. So, I don't know, I guess that's the best I got." I remembered back to our trip to Vegas. I wanted to eat everything on the damn menu. I thought it was from all the lovin' we had, but apparently that wasn't the case.
"The way your stomach growled, I felt like I wasn't feeding you properly." Edward said as he laughed at the thought, shaking his head as he ran a hand through his long locks.
Jasper and Alice laughed, I joined in, realizing what I must have sounded like.
"Yeah, I remember you saying something like that a time or two." I joked back, rolling my eyes at my fiancé.
Edward placed his hand over my stomach and massaged it lightly. This was something he did on a daily basis, and as much as I loved his touch, it also brought my thoughts back to why he was doing it. A tear pooled in my eye and I tried hard to not let it drop to my cheek. Edward was watching me closely and saw as it fell over my cheek and kissed it away.
"Soon Angel. Soon." He whispered in my ear, keeping his face close to mine, trailing kisses down my neck. He was good at distractions, I had to give him that much.
I gave him a weak smile and kissed his cheek.
"I think I'm going to excuse my self for a minute and freshen up." I stood from the table as Edward took my hand, a worried look on his face. "Its ok baby, just need a minute, ok?"
He nodded and kissed my hand, reluctantly letting go.
"Tink? You coming?" I asked, knowing that Edward would feel better if someone went with me. And to be honest, I felt more comfortable having someone with me.
Alice stood and grabbed my hand as we made our way back to the bathroom. Alice tried to apologize for bringing the baby up, but I just smiled at her and shrugged it off.
It really was no big deal. I was just sensitive.
Alice and I chatted for a while in the bathroom while we fixed our makeup then made our way back out. I grabbed her hand as she led me through a crowd of people, which were bumping into us left and right.
There were bodies touching me on either side, and I was really fucking uncomfortable. People were to close for my liking.
Alice's hand got detached from mine at some point, and I lost site of her. The crowd had gotten bigger in here over the last hour or so like it usually was for a weekend evening. We had been so wrapped up in our own conversation that I hadn't even noticed.
A tall guy nicely dressed in a green polo and jeans blocked me from moving forward in my quest to find Alice.
I tried to move around him, but he only stepped closer until his chest was up against me.
I pushed my hands up against him ready to put those self-defense classes to good use, feeling my anxiety and heart rate increase by the second.
"You better back the fuck off right now asshole!" I yelled at him over the music, while making eye contact with the guy that did not want to move out of my way.
My eyes bored into his and I made it apparent that I wasn't going to be fucked with.
His hands came to rest on my sides as I flinched at the contact, attempting to push them off of me.
"Come on baby. Just wanted to introduce myself and say hi." He smiled at me as he rubbed my sides up and down as my nails started to dig into his flesh.
I reached down and tugged at his hands firmly until he lost his grip. I then took his hand and twisted it backwards until he screamed out in pain.
"What gives you the fucking right to put your hands on me? You think its ok to touch anyone you want?" I screamed at him. "And I'm not your baby, might want to get that through your thick head!"
The guy didn't answer only cringed his face in pain as I tightened my grip.
I felt him get pulled from my grasp as Edward came up behind him and pulled him back against a table. He pushed the guy again making him fall backwards on his ass.
He leaned down over the asshole and grabbed him by the hair until the guy was looking Edward in the eye.
"I think my girl asked you a question fucktard! Are you going to answer her?" He yelled as he bent down so they were face to face.
I stood beside Edward with my hand on his back. I didn't want him to fight. Not that he couldn't hold his own, that much was completely obvious, but I didn't want him to lose his temper or control after doing so well in counseling.
The guy didn't say anything, and Edward hit his head to the floor while grabbing his shirt and pulling him back up.
"Answer her fucker. What gives you the right to touch my girl or any girl for that matter?"
I pulled Edwards shirt back as he loosened his grip on the guy.
"Sorry man, I didn't realize she was taken. We're cool, ok?" The guy held his hands out in front of him, asking for Edward to leave him alone.
"Doesn't matter if she was taken or not. What gives you the right to put your hands on a girl you perv? Did you ever take into consideration that maybe she didn't want to be touched, or any girl for that matter? Maybe that's why you come here by yourself tonight. Because you don't know how to treat a woman!"
Edward slammed the guy's head down one more time, not paying attention to my grip on his shirt.
Jasper grabbed his arm and pulled him up as I grasped on to his side. When my hands made contact with his body, I felt him start to relax almost immediately.
"E. Lets go man. Its not worth it." Jasper got right in Edwards face. He had experience with him when he got heated, and knew that if he could get his attention, he'd walk away.
Edward just nodded and reached around to grab my hand taking it in his and wrapping his arm around my waist with his other.
I leaned into his side knowing that my touch was calming to him and that he was indeed walking away from a potentially gruesome fight.
"You did good baby. You didn't even take him out back or anything." I said with a smile playing on my lips.
Edward looked down at me and kissed my temple.
"You ok B? Did he hurt you? Because I can go back and finish this shit!" He stopped dead in his tracks waiting for my answer.
"No baby. I was handling it just fine before you showed up." I kissed his chest.
"I saw. I was fucking proud of my girl, but I had to step in. Nobody puts their hands on you. Hope you didn't mind me stepping in." He ran his hand through his hair as he tried to fight the smile that was playing along his lips.
"Of course not. But I fucking hate crowds. I lost Alice and was trying to find her. Next time I'm handcuffing us together."
Edward stopped again just as we made our way outside and groaned as he pushed his hips into mine from behind me.
"Are you fucking serious B? You really want to talk about handcuffing yourself to another woman after I haven't had sex in over three months? That's just cruel Angel." I think he was blocking out the part about being handcuffed to his sister, but yeah, I could see where he was coming from.
He continued to rock his hips into mine as I felt his prominent hard on pressed against my ass.
"Sorry. Didn't realize what I was saying. But it is kind of a turn on isn't it?" I joked. He was turning me on, and not that I wanted him to fight or anything, but the way the veins popped out in his flexed arms, and his chiseled face went hard, I had a difficult time thinking of anything but what he could be doing with all that energy he seemed to have.
His jaw dropped as his eyes bored into my own. His pants tightened from the major wood he was now carrying and I pitied him. But more than pitty, I was turned on and was having a hard time not taking his hand and rubbing against my heated core that direly needed some attention.
"No baby, say that shit all you like." I was standing completely in front of Edward as he wrapped his arms around my waist and humped me from behind. "As long as I get to do this, I'm good."
I placed my hands over his that were resting over my stomach smirking to myself about the affect that I had on my man.
"You want to go home?" I turned my head back to speak looking into his dark lust filled green eyes, trying to give him my best doe eyes that he always seemed to like.
I tried to give him a sexy grin, and by the way that his semi was hitting my ass, it worked as planned.
"Fuck yes!" He breathed into my ear as his hands began traveling lower, both moving in for the kill at the same time, rubbing my pussy through my pants. "Dear Lord baby, are you wet for me?"
Before I could say anything more or answer his questions which he obviously knew the answer to, Edward lifted me up and over his shoulder so my ass was in his face, and his ass had a nice place in front of mine.
I felt him smack my ass hard, jumping and screaming at the contact, and prayed he would do it again.
He was walking really fast and I once again was grateful for living so close to the bar. I faintly remember saying good night to Alice and Jasper as we made our way to our apartment. Edward was not his usually composed self, fumbling with his keys in the lock, hitting it twice before he found the right key and was able to unlock and push the door open. Edward set me down as soon as we were inside and pushed me up against the door kissing me fiercely on the lips, our tongues mingling, fighting for dominance, tasting one another, welcoming each other home. The sexual tension was so strong, the room felt suffocating as if we didn't make love right this second, we would both combust.
My hands tangled themselves into Edward's hair and pulled his head to my own. It had been months since we had full fledge sex, that was all ending tonight.
Edwards hands were up my sides, under my tank top and brushing ghostly over the sides of my breasts causing electric currents to run through my body with every touch, making me tingle with desire for more.
I moaned with every touch of his hand as it found a new place to welcome with his strong hands. His lips were no longer on mine, but kissing every exposed area of skin that he could. Edward kissed down my neck, across my shoulders and currently had his head in between my breast sucking and licking at the swells that were peaking out of my shirt.
Edward pushed back, his lips leaving my skin, and I groaned at the lack of contact wanting his touch back immediately.
Edwards eyes stared into mine, I knew he was contemplating with himself if he should continue, or if we had gone to far.
"What do you want B? I don't think I can stop if we take this any further..." I cut him off pushing my lips into his once more, opening his mouth with mine and taking control of his tongue as they danced together for dominance.
I place my arms around his neck molding our bodies together as one, showing him that I didn't want to stop what was happening. I felt his hands on my hips, lifting me from the floor as I wrapped my legs around his waist, grinding his rock hard cock into where I needed it most.
"I want." kiss "you" kiss "to" kiss "make" kiss "love to me E." He groaned at those few little words and walked us to the bedroom where he threw me gently on the bed, bringing himself on top of me, his eyes never leaving my own, assessing my mood, the situation and what was about to happen.
"Are you sure baby?" He questioned in between kissing down my neck and over my clothed stomach, stopping at my pant line. I nodded my head for him to continue, praying that he would listen to what I was telling him, and not mentally berate himself on if we were doing this to soon, even though he had to know that we both needed this connection. "Tell me if I hurt you or if you need to stop."
"I definitely won't be telling you to stop baby." I said as I brought his face back to mine and kissed him fervishly on the mouth. "Make me feel good E. Please. It's been so long..."
Edwards hands became hungrier moving across my chest, grasping my breasts in his palms, before making there way down my stomach and to the button on my capris, where his head was still at, eyeing my clothed pussy very carefully, licking his lips in anticipation.
He stopped there, hesitating for only a second until I bucked my hips into his chin. That seemed to be the trick, he gave me a crooked smile before kissing just below my belly button.
Edward undid my pants slowly sliding them over my hips and off my legs, throwing them to the floor. I watched his eyes as they trailed from my legs to my core, staring at the tiny piece of white silk that was the only barrier between the two of us.
He fingered over my slick entrance moaning in pleasure yet again. His hands cupped my ass from behind, squeezing and massaging as he stared at me.
"You're wearing a thong for me?" I nodded and bit my finger playfully, because I knew he ate that shit up. "Fuck B. You never wear thongs! I fucking love you! You were planning this, weren't you?" He barely got the words out before attacking my lips once again. I could only giggle in response knowing that nothing more needed to be said.
He pulled my tank top off of me and stared at my white lace bra as I heard the shirt clunk to the floor, joining the pants in a cluttered mess. I almost had to laugh and blush for the way he was looking at me, kinda like I was a steak, and he was a hungry dog.
EPOV
First she wears clothing that actually shows of her fucking fine figure again, then she makes a man cry for getting in her face, which that, in and of itself gave me a permanent hard on and the silky thong, and now...fuck...the bra.
Oh my God. Wipe the drool and keep going so she doesn't think you just jizzed yourself.
Well, I practically did, but I'm young, I can reload fast. Especially at the sight of her...no problem.
I pulled Bella to me so she was sitting in my lap, and placed wet kisses down her neck, across her collarbone, and under her beautiful breasts. I sucked on her hardened nipples through her poor excuse for a bra as I continued to rub my hands up and down her smooth sides.
Bastard am I, I started to fucking hump her leg. The motherland was so fucking close and it was calling for me and I had to have some kind of friction for the time being.
It was practically screaming for me to take action.
No wait, that was my dick, which twitched begging to come out and play. And I was finally going to be able to tell it yes for once.
Lefty was going to be left out tonight, no need for the Jergens either.
Bella sucked on her finger, which only turned me on further, and she fucking knew it, making my cock twitch against my leg begging for some attention.
Little tease.
My tease.
I removed her bra letting the twins free, and I swear to the high heavens that my dick cheered out when they were released from the prison also known as her bra.
I smiled at the sight of them, and couldn't help my hands as they each found one of her perfect tits to cup and pinch, listening to her moans and watching her eyes shut in pure pleasure.
When she opened her eyes again, I looked in them once more to make sure this is what she wanted. I was a bastard and all, but I wasn't going to push her just for my own fucking pleasure.
Her eyes were lust filled and wanting more. Her hips bucked into my leg that was nestled into the motherland.
The heat that radiated from her pussy screamed for my dick to be released so he could come play. The twins were already released, and he was feeling left out.
Bella had the same thing on her mind as she went for the hem of my shirt and pulled it up and over my head. Her hands rested on my chest then went to my nipple rings, twisting them in her tiny fingers. I fucking moaned at the pleasure not giving a damn if every neighbor in the entire fucking building came knocking on our door with noise complaints. She knew how much I loved when she did that shit.
I held her close to me laying her back down on the bed, kneeling between her legs with my hands on the small of her back. I sucked on her collarbone as her little hands went for my belt and then my zipper.
My cock was pressed so tight against the fabric of my jeans that I was actually surprised that they didn't rip on contact as the zipper was pulled down.
Bella pulled down my pants with her hands the best she could, then removed them with her feet making us both laugh at her eagerness, leaving me in boxers and her in that tiny ass thong that made my mouth water just thinking about it.
"I love you so fucking much B. You are absolutely breath taking Angel." I whispered in her ear, then kissed my way down her flat stomach reveling each time she shivered at my touch.
Her hands twisted in my hair and I moaned at the feel of her nails on my scalp digging deeper and deeper.
"I love you too baby, so fucking much." She moaned loudly as I pulled her thong down and kissed her clit. "More."
What my baby wants, my baby gets. I pulled the tiny piece of offensive fabric down and tossed it on the pile as I bent down lower kissing her inner thighs as I made my way towards her wet pussy.
"Tell me what you want B. This is all for you tonight baby." I said as I kissed closer to where she most wanted it knowing that she must be in complete torture by this point.
"Kiss me, lick me, fuck me." She moaned, writhing on the bed, with her hands running through her hair.
"I will do all of the above but fuck you. Tonight I'm making love to you. Any other night I will fuck you however you need to be." It was true, as much as I needed to be inside Bella, I didn't want it to be anything quick or with the thought of just going for a fast release. I wanted her to feel the love that was between us, especially after everything that had happened and all the progress we've made.
"Can you get any more perfect?" She asked as she ran her hands across my chest and down my stomach.
I kissed her clit again and laughed meeting her eyes.
"Can you?"
She laughed back. I ran two fingers down her wet slit toying with her before dipping them inside. She was so wet and ready for me, I nearly came apart...again.
I sucked on her clit as my fingers thrust in and out of her, picking up speed as they went. She was so tight and slick and I was so happy to be going home.
"You taste so fucking good B. Just like I remembered." I moaned into her clit more to myself than anything, but apparently she heard me.
"Thank you baby. This feels...so...fucking...oh...fuck...good...I'm...oh" Her eyes rolled back in her head, lips parted, breathing labored.
I loved seeing her like this. She couldn't even form a whole sentence, and as her walls tightened around my fingers, her first orgasm of the night shot through her.
I removed my fingers from her as I dropped my boxers and pumped my man a few times giving him a pep talk.
Ok buddy, this is what we've been waiting months for. Now don't get all excited and be a two-pump chump. She's not going to invite you back if that happens.
"Are you ready for me love?" I said with a breathy voice.
"More than ready." She said as she played with her nipple ring. Oh my God, keep playing with yourself!
Please don't be a two-pump chump! Please!
Kneeling between her legs, I spread her lips with my fingers, spreading the wetness she created. I entered her slowly making us both gasp in unison as I made my way completely inside of her wet kitty. I groaned at the feeling of being so deep in her after the worst dry spell of my life.
I was home.
I started off slow, wanting to show her that I just wanted to love her, but her hips bucked up into mine meeting me thrust for thrust and I picked up the pace.
"Harder E. Harder." She breathed pulling at the sheets, her knuckles turning white with how tight her grip was. At first I thought I was hurting her and wanted to pull out and stop, but the smile on her face told me that she was totally blissed out and I knew I would give her whatever she wanted from this point on, just to see that look on her face.
What my baby wants, she gets.
I thrust in her harder and harder, faster and faster until her walls tightened around me again as she screamed out my name over and over. I came shortly after, riding out my orgasm then collapsed on top of her, kissing her neck, her beautiful tits and lastly her mouth.
"I love you baby. Thank you." I kissed her again rolling to the side so I didn't crush her small body with mine. I was thanking her for the sex, but more importantly, thanking her for letting us have that connection once again.
"Thank you. That was just what I needed." She kissed my cheek again, a permanent goofy smile plastered across her face.
We lay there naked in each other's arms, eventually falling asleep.
Being in her felt too damn good and only a few hours later, I was awoken by my steel hard dick wanting another round. I must have groping Bella's ass in my sleep, but she didn't seem to mind as she rubbed her self on me as she continued to sleep.
We made love 3 more times that night. It was gentle and caring, and full of all the feelings that we had for each other over the last few months. Being with my Bella again was better than I had imagined it being. Our sex life had always been extremely amazing, but there was something different about it now, and I can't put my finger on exactly what it was that made it different, better, but whatever it was, I would be eternally grateful for its presence in our lives.
It was a little after 4 in the morning, we had just made love for the 4th time and I was fucking spent. If I was this tired, I had no clue how Bella was even still talking to me.
"E? I want something to remember the baby by." Bella was laying across my chest as I lazily rubbed her back with my dull nails.
"Like what? A statue or a picture or something?" I hadn't thought of having something to remember the baby by, but of course, that's why I had Bella, because she would think of this type of thing.
"No....a tattoo. I want him with me always." She kissed my chest, and I could feel her smiling against my skin.
"Him huh? And what if it was a little girl?" I played back while kissing her forehead. I had always thought our baby was a little boy as well, but didn't think I needed to mention that to her.
"No. It was a little boy. I know it was. My little Anthony."
The name took me back, and I was silent for a minute. Was she, who was she naming the baby after...
"Anthony?"
"Edward Anthony, your first son is named after you of course. Who else do you think I'm talking about? His real father that I met at the bar 5 months ago, oh that's right, I haven't been anywhere by myself for longer than that...so maybe we should name him little Emmett or Jasper..."
I cut her off by placing my hand over her mouth, which she sucked on. I obviously knew it was my child and that she was trying to be funny, but I was still trying to soak up the meaning of the name and that she would even think to name our son after me.
"B.... no kidding about that shit. Anthony." I paused again, thinking about my son grinning from ear to ear like a little girl. "I like it. I want to get it too. What are we getting and where?"
She held out her right wrist and pointed to the inside.
"Here. That's where I want mine. That way I can have a reminder of him everyday." She kissed my cheek and I took her wrist and kissed the spot.
I thought about my own arm and that exact space, and thought there would be just enough room under my sleeve to fit his name.
"I think its perfect. When?"
She sat straight up placing her hand over my stomach.
"Now?" She asked with a gleam in her eyes.
I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and pulled her back down. Yes, I was excited for this too, but we were starting to take this a little too far, especially seeing that we hadn't had the quietest of nights.
"B. It's 4 in the fucking morning. I'm spent from all the fucking, I mean loving." She rolled her eyes as my little mix up. "Give me a few hours to sleep and we'll bug Jasper to go in early with us so he can do mine. Ok?"
She nodded in contentment and we fell asleep.
I'd love to say that it was a blissful sleep, but sadly I was awoken by 8am to get moving by my wonderful fiancé laying next to me.
My bargain to get up that fucking early was a little shower sex.
Little E was a happy man, and ready to go for the day.
We bribed Jasper with donuts and we were at the shop by 9:30am.
I did the tattoo on Bella's inner right wrist and Jasper did mine. They were identical and I was ecstatic that we both had the same reminder with us forever of our first child together.
No matter what happened, it would not be our last child together, that much I was certain.
A/N: So….what did ya think? I was having trouble getting this chapter just right but I think it came out ok. We are getting closer to the end here kiddies, so stick with me. I think we have 3 more chapters left or so, and then an epilogue. Have no fear, my other story 'Give and Take' is in full swing and I have 3 other stories in the works, so if you like 'Never Again' and are willing to put up with my grammatical errors, then by all means, put me on author alert and read my other stuff.
Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas! We got LOTS of snow here in Minnesota, in my area, about a foot and a half. No fun to shovel, enough said.
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