I have to thank for all the understanding from the reviews – I didn't expect it. Especially from the teen mothers. That means a lot too. You are all so nice and so wonderful, and I love you all.
And a special congrats to lovelovelove22 for the birth of her baby girl!
Okay, and before I forget, I will be posting a one-shot in a few days, so keep your eyes open. It will be juicy!
BPOV
"So how much does the Cullen Savings have?" I asked curiously, running my hand over the price tag under the row of car seats.
"Enough that you don't need to have a panic attack," Edward laughed somewhere behind me. "We'll do fine."
Of course we just had this conversation not twenty minutes ago, but I needed more reassurance then just words. Money couldn't buy everything, not everything even a baby needed. "But Edward, it can't be that easy. Like...I know I don't know what I'm talking about, but it can't just happen like that. There has to be some twist or something."
He frowned. "What, do you think I'm lying? Bella, be real here. Its all good."
"Edward, your saying that now, but what about when—"
"Bella," he interrupted. "Relax. Seriously, you just focus on growing that monkey and I'll do the rest."
I was getting the feeling that we were spending too much time in this baby store. It was almost sprouting fights between us. I shook my head, trying to hold in tears. Why was I getting emotional over this? "Edward, can we please go?" I asked quietly. "Seriously...I don't want to be here anymore."
Without his response, I turned around and headed for the front of the store. I avoided the displays of pretty baby clothes because it gave me a sickening feeling. I still had my doubts about this. I was scared. Really scared. Who would want to raise a baby only to mess up? I didn't want to hurt my own flesh and blood.
A sudden wave came over me and I felt nausea sweep like a tidal wave. I dashed into the nearest bathroom, shoving past the men and women coming down the hall. "Sorry!" I gasped when I hit into a blond girl, sending her into the door. She scowled, but I didn't have time to elaborate on my apology. I made it into the washroom and fell to my knees in time to puke.
Goddamn. I hated morning sickness. Hated! I couldn't handle just puking all the time, it was disgusting. I just couldn't do it like a lot of women could.
After a few moments I cleaned up and went to the food court.
Edward still wasn't showing up after my fifteen minutes in food heaven. He probably didn't know where to find me, but I was just fine sitting here without him. I mean, food is food – even though I just vomited. I think the grease fills voids.
After another ten minutes of filling my face with French fries – probably more than I needed even pregnant – I saw Edward across the room, glancing around the sea of tables and people. I watched, for my own amusement, as he scanned over the tables and finally settled on me.
I gave a little, sarcastic wave.
"Very funny, Bella."
"Uh, hell no! Hands off the greasy, fattening French fries, Edward Cullen," I snapped. "Mine."
He sat across from me. "Bella, how did you pay for this?" he asked, sceptically.
I rolled my eyes, picking at the lettuce that fell from my burger. "I had a little cash. I just gave you the privilege of buying things for me," I said happily.
Edward reached over and pat my cheek. "Your too cute, Bella. I'm glad your mine." His hand fell down to my shoulder and twisted a piece of hair around his finger. "All mine," he said distantly.
Oh God, those statements just did things to me.
I wasn't far along in my pregnancy – how was I feeling these effects already? The morning sickness made sense, but the hunger and the lust... Usually I wasn't like this. I didn't even so much so fast, and words like "mine" didn't make a fire start between my legs. It shouldn't have, should it?
"Do you want to go home?" Edward asked after the odd silence.
"Mmm," I shrugged, "not yet." My eyes fell back onto the food in front of me, but suddenly I wasn't hungry for it. "But I do want to get out of here."
We ventured out of the mall and I never felt so grateful to be away from all those racks of clothing and pointless sales. I had the urge to touch him – obviously very intimately – but I resisted and settled on putting my arm around his waist.
For a few minutes we just drove around. I was more or less pretty bored, but I was actually feeling fine despite the vomiting and then eating. We drove around for awhile, taking things in and I don't think either of us wanted to go home. Port Angeles is definitely a beautiful place, especially when the sun is at its highest. Edward took us by the water as a detour to going back to Forks. It looked like millions of royal blue acrylic gems piled atop each other, waving up and down, and the whitecaps like rolled cotton.
I didn't want to leave this beautiful place for a second, but I knew we had to get home. After all I was getting somewhat tired now, dazed by the high sun and gorgeous water.
Edward's hand fell on my leg, and it sent a shock through my body. "Bella, how are you feeling now?" he asked coyly.
I looked at him with interest from the tone of voice. "I'm feeling okay," I said carefully, watching the way his hand was set on the steering wheel. Why did that seem so erotic now? I shifted in my seat, squeezing my legs together. Edward noticed the movements.
"You okay?" he asked teasingly.
"Uh, yeah, I'm fine." I shifted again so my left thigh was slightly over the right, creating more pressure that seemed to lessen the other feelings. It wasn't calming the burn enough though. "Just a little," I looked at him, "horny."
Just admitting it out loud sent rushes through my body, going straight downward. It wasn't like me to say something like that, but saying it to Edward was a different story. I was too comfortable with him now that I couldn't hold this kind of stuff in.
After a moment of silence, the words hanging in the air, Edward looked at me once and back at the road. "Then are you going to give me a little show?" he asked darkly.
A froze as a shiver pasted over my skin, raising goose bumps. He didn't just ask me to... "What?" I breathed.
"Feel free to relieve yourself, Bella. I'd love to watch."
My breathing was shallow, the erotica of this so overwhelming. He couldn't be serious! He really wanted me to do that in front of him while he drove? What! "But your...your driving..." I stuttered.
"Bella, just do it," he growled, ripping with desire. "I can multitask."
Without another question I pushed the button through the hole on my jeans. I released my seat belt and kicked my shoes off, lifting my hips to slide the jeans off along with my underwear. By how fast I was doing this, I realized I was just as excited about this as Edward. I was already breathing heavily and the action wasn't even started.
I spread my legs wide and turned on angle. My eyes trailed on Edward's as I slipped my hand down and parted my outer lips. The breeze that rolled over me made me suck in a deep breath. Edward's eyes alternated between the road and the action down below. My right index finger moved back the hood of my clit and made slow, small circles on the sensitive area.
My whole body shuddered under the intense feelings this elicited.
Edward's right hand – also his dominant hand – reached over between my legs and he twisted his middle and fingers inside me. The release of pressure was amazing. My head fell back on the head rest. I fisted my left hand around his forearm, mostly to quicken the movements into my core, and my other grabbed the door beside me.
"AHHHH..." I groaned, moving my hips and Edward's arm in time with my needs. My chest was heaving and I wasn't holding back. Not one bit. "Oh, fuck me now, Edward!"
"Damn, Bella," he groaned back, slowing the vehicle and moving his fingers in and out of my pussy faster. I released his arm because his pace was just fine without my rough help, and went back to my clit.
The pleasure was building inside me, simmering to the building peak. My hips were trying to move faster and gain more friction with every part of his hand, but the seat limited the attempts. When Edward and I had sex, I didn't always let loose like this, being so incredibly loud, but this time I just couldn't care. The risk of being seen heightened the feelings, and Edward's hands on my intimate parts were killing me.
His fingers slammed in and twisted around, rubbing my insides. I was so close... I focused my eyes on Edward's arousal – because that really made me hornier – and lifted my hips, extending my arms behind me with my palm flat on the seat. One foot was propped on the floor and the other on the seat. I gave Edward a view of everything.
My hips were more frenzied now, moving up and down and side to side. I resisted the urge to scrunch up my abdominal muscles to bring me closer to orgasm, and fingered my clip harder.
Sweat was forming on my forehead and even Edward had a little moistness from all his hard work. So close, so close...
I was so close to the edge now, relief from the burning and need, that I let my head fall back to release everything. "Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah – AHHHHHH!" I screamed. My body shook from being dropped from such a big height, my hips jerking roughly but much slower. Edward moaned as I clenched around his fingers.
The car swerved on the road and someone honked their horn.
I panted, "Edward, watch the road," falling back onto the seat.
With his fingers still sheathed deep inside my folds, gently rubbing the inside of my pussy, he said, "Your never that loud, Bella. Maybe we should do this more often."
Ha ha, okay, I hope you guys enjoyed that little bit. This is your...reward for how amazing you guys were to me last chapter! This was really interesting to write and even more interesting to visualize...
*rolling on floor laughing*