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I own my original characters and original story.
*This parallels chapters 75, 76 & 77 of V&V. Please read those before attempting this.
A huge thank you to Caruso5 for her pre-reading/beta help on this chapter!
Enjoy!
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Chapters 75-77 – A Trip to Paradise for the Newly Wed
I was beginning to feel ashamed of myself.
Well, no I wasn't, not really. But I knew that I should feel ashamed of myself.
Oh fuck it.
The simple fact was that in the matter of one day, I'd turned into a pathetic horn dog, whose one and only thought was when and where I could next get busy with my beautiful wife.
I was certain before our wedding night that this would be the case, and I'd been right.
I simply couldn't get enough of her.
During the flight to Dallas, I congratulated myself on my brilliance, due to the fact that I'd planned a stopover there rather than taking an all-night flight to Barbados.
Fucking genius move
The sexual tension that existed between us during that flight was palpable. I only hoped that Bella hadn't notice how distracted I was.
As soon as the door closed on our hotel suite, we were pulling at each other's clothing.
She's just as desperate as I am…
When our lips met, memories from the night before took over: her soft skin in the candlelight; her breathy sighs and moans of pleasure as we made love. Just the thought had made me impossibly hard, and now, in the privacy of our room, I didn't waste a moment before I had her naked and panting. I attempted to move slowly, I really did, but it was difficult when my dick was calling all the shots.
I let my inhibitions go, and made passionate love to her. If she felt I was too forceful or my pace too fast, she never let on. Instead, Bella encouraged me at every turn, her fervent kisses; her hips rising to meet my every thrust; her back arching in ecstasy….
God I love her so….
-LRM—
Bella dozed off during the flight to Barbados, her fingers poised over her laptop keys. It took me a couple of minutes once she'd stopped typing to realize that she'd fallen asleep. I chuckled as I pulled the laptop away from her.
Before saving the document, I couldn't help but take a peek at what she'd written. Her new story was full of fairies, evil trolls and magic flowers. It was quite different from Francisco and the Swallow, but just as enchanting.
I saved her story and stowed the laptop in her bag before gazing at my sleeping beauty. She was lovely, smart, funny and talented. I shook my head, wondering how I'd gotten so lucky.
-LRM—
Our stay in Barbados was everything I'd hoped for and more. Our days were filled with sun, sand and sex. Our nights spent wrapped around each other.
I was never bored; not for one moment.
The feeling that we were isolated from the outside world, although I knew it to be only an illusion, had a calming effect on me. I'd never been so relaxed in my life.
And the sex…God the sex was amazing. Even getting sand in my ass crack when we did it on the beach was a memory worth reliving over and over…
Bella had shocked me by becoming quite the little vixen. I went to bed happy every night and woke up horny and ready for more every morning. As usual, Bella and I were on the same page; her appetite seemingly as voracious as my own.
It wasn't long before I realized that my 'dirty talk' during sex, as she called it, really had an effect on her. I could feel her actually get wetter the more I whispered in her ear.
Life was fucking perfect.
"Hey there married man." Jasper's voice sounded over the phone.
"Hey Jasper, how's everything?" I asked as I walked along the beach.
"Good. How's the honeymoon?"
I sighed. "Perfect" I said in a quiet voice as I looked over at Bella, where she was relaxing on the beach, reading.
Jasper chuckled. "Well if the photos I saw are any indication, your worries before the wedding were unfounded."
"Photos?" I questioned.
"Some photos have appeared online of the two of you playing tourist." He chuckled again. "By the smiles on your faces, I got the ah.." he stopped to clear his throat "impression, that you were enjoying yourselves."
"Oh Jesus. Is it that obvious?" I asked quietly.
Jasper laughed. "It's obvious that you two are in love. I just know your face, Edward. All signs of stress and worry seem to have vanished." He took a deep breath. "I'm happy for you man."
I smiled. "Thanks Jazz."
"Okay, so I don't want to be a pain in the ass or anything, but I'll probably need to touch base with you about your upcoming schedule fairly often. In order not to run the risk of, um, interrupting something important," he chuckled again.
Asshole
I grinned as he continued to speak, "How about you phone me every couple of days?"
"Okay Jazz. I can do that."
"I'll let you go now," he said with a low chuckle. "Bye Edward."
"Later, Jazz," I said still grinning, my eyes on Bella as I ended the call.
-LRM—
This may have been a huge mistake.
Wind-surfing lesson aside, I'd been happy that most of the activities I'd scheduled for Bella and me in Barbados had been a glowing success. But what was planned for tonight? Eh, I wasn't so sure.
My mother had suggested that I arrange for a 'dance lesson'. Evidently it was something a lot of people did for fun while on vacation, on board cruise ships and such. So, at her insistence, I'd signed us up for a private lesson at a local resort.
Unfortunately, I didn't tell my wife about it ahead of time. She'd had a little too much sun and a little too much alcohol that afternoon. I was able to force her to eat dinner before we left the villa, hoping that by the time we arrived at the resort she'd be more herself, but that was turning out to have been an exercise in futility.
I was wishing that I'd had more to drink myself once I realized that the dance instructor Javier, who, according to Bella, bore a striking resemblance to Antonio Banderas, seemed intent on spending the balance of our time there, eye-fucking my wife.
He informed that in order to properly instruct us in the Tango, he'd have to partner with Bella, while his assistant, a woman who looked so severe that she could have given Nurse Ratched a run for her money, would teach me.
As soon as I realized that this would give Javier free reign to put his hands on my wife, I balked.
Oh hell no…
"Ah yeah, sorry but I'll have to stop you right there Javier," I said through gritted teeth as I positioned myself between Bella and the douchebag. "You see, although my wife would attempt to be polite about this, the fact is that she wouldn't be comfortable dancing with someone she doesn't know."
Javier frowned deeply. I heard a squeak behind me, and turned to find Bella grinning widely. I smiled and pulled her into my arms.
Javier and Carla showed us the moves we were supposed to imitate. I didn't let on to Bella, but I already knew how to tango. It was one of the dances I'd been forced to master when mother made Alice and I take lessons.
"Have you done this before my love?" I asked, surprised at how quickly Bella was learning the steps.
She shook her head. "Nope. Dancing like this would usually cause me to be afraid of stepping on someone's toes. I think the alcohol has made me a bit uninhibited tonight."
The way she uttered the word cause my traitorous dick to spring to attention.
Fuck me. He's always ready for action when Bella is near.
She giggled, obviously aware of my 'situation' as it pressed against her. She leaned up to whisper in my ear. "Maybe we should leave so that we can, take care of that."
Oh fuck. Now I'm even harder.
"No, no, no." That bastard Javier interrupted, effectively ruining the moment. "You're doing it all wrong. Let me show you." He said as he started to pull my wife's hand from mine.
"Hold on," I began to object.
"It's okay Edward," Bella said in a whisper.
I watched with narrowed eyes as he held Bella's hand in one of his and snaked his other hand around until it rested on her back. As he demonstrated the proper technique for the tango, I watched as that hand slipped lower, "as you move Senora, our legs should intertwine like so," he proceeded to angle Bella's body until her thigh was between his legs. Not touching, but still between them.
I wanted to punch him.
That was the moment his hand dipped just a little too low. I watched as Bella reached around and pulled it up while giving him a sharp glare.
Motherfucker had the nerve to smirk.
He behaved for the next few minutes as he went over a couple of the more intricate steps with her, reminding her again to intertwine her legs with his.
Fuck. I wish she wasn't being so nice about this…
I continued to watch them like a hawk, not trusting him for a second. Suddenly, his hand slipped down Bella's back again until it cupped her ass cheek.
I saw red, but before I had a chance to act, or even blink, my wife's knee came up, making direct contact with Javier's balls.
The next thing I knew, he was doubled over, grunting in pain.
Bella covered the sides of her face with her hands. "Oh, I'm so sorry Javier," she exclaimed. When she pulled her hands away, she winked at me. "You kept demanding that I put my leg between yours, my knee must have slipped." She cried in fake remorse.
Vixen
I didn't even try to hide my smile as I threw a wad of cash at Javier and grabbed Bella's hand. "Have a nice life asshat." I barked as I led my wife out of there.
I thought I heard his assistant chuckling, but I couldn't swear to it.
In the relative privacy of the car, I turned to Bella. "What the hell was that Bella? Were you pretending to be tipsy?"
She fucking giggled. "Oh I've been stone cold sober since we arrived for our lesson. Gah it's fun when you're jealous."
I narrowed my eyes at her. "You are a terrible, terrible person." I whispered as I pulled her against me. "But I'm glad you kneed him."
She giggled again. "I am Chief Swan's daughter. If I have a clear shot, I do know how to defend myself."
I laughed lightly and pulled her closer to me.
"Edward, do me a favor?" she whispered.
"Yes, love."
"No more dance lessons." She said pointedly.
I shrugged apologetically.
She glanced at Lou who was driving the car before pulling me down so that her lips were right by my ear. "Although I wouldn't be opposed to a little horizontal Tango once we're back at the villa."
Fuck me.
-LRM—
I looked at the itinerary of things I'd planned over the next few days.
Horseback riding.
I knew that Bella had started her period, and hadn't felt quite up to par, at least on the first day. I didn't want to push her into anything too strenuous. I also wasn't quite sure how safe it would be to ride a horse in her condition.
Maybe I should ask Dad…
Before I realized what I was doing, I was dialing his number.
"Hello Son, to what do I owe the honor?" he teased. "If it wasn't for the internet photos, I'd have been convinced that you'd dropped off the face of the earth."
"Oh come on Dad, I've phoned."
Dad chuckled. "Yes, I know you did, once, but I was at the hospital. Speaking of which, it's not like you to call my cell while I'm working. Is everything all right?" his voice immediately morphed from teasing to concern.
"Oh yeah, sorry about calling you at work. Everything's fine." I hesitated, realizing I was kind of a douche for talking to Dad about Bella's delicate situation.
"Edward, speak son. You're beginning to worry me."
"Ahh" I let out a frustrated sigh. "I called to ask you something and now I don't think I should."
"Son, you know you can ask me anything. Can you at least tell me what it pertains to?"
I scowled and blurted the question in a rush. "Is it safe for a woman to horseback ride while menstruating?"
There was silence for a moment. "I would assume that you want to take Bella riding?"
"Yes."
"I can see no problem Edward. I mean, I think it's safe to say that you won't be having her perform in a rodeo?" he laughed at his own joke.
"Funny, Dad." I retorted. "It would be a calm ride along the beach. I just don't want to do anything that could harm her."
Dad sighed. "My boy, this isn't the dark ages. Women are able to do just about anything during menstruation that they do the rest of the month." I could hear the smile in his voice. "Edward, you're a good man, a tad overprotective, but a very good man. You really should be having this conversation with your wife. It may surprise you to find out what activities she's up for."
Why does he sound like he's about to laugh?
"Okay Dad."
"Bye Son, see you in England."
-LRM—
"Oh Edward, if you ever wanted to convince me to move here, this would probably do the trick." Bella said with a smile.
We were horseback riding along the beach in the early morning, and I had to admit that the view was spectacular. I'd told Peter, our guide, that I wanted a slow, easy trek. Despite my father's assurances, I didn't want to jostle Bella while she was already uncomfortable.
Although, I had to admit that today, she was acting exactly as she always did. I would never guess that she was in pain.
Maybe she isn't….
My dick twitched at the thought. I knew he thought that Bella feeling okay, meant he would be getting 'some'.
Down boy
He'd been pretty fucking mad at me for the last couple of days. I couldn't blame him. Sex had become my new favorite pastime as well, and abstinence, now that I knew what I was missing, was a bitch.
I knew that a much longer period of abstinence was looming. Bella and I had agreed to the natural family planning thing, but it was going to be hell. Regardless, I knew I wanted to do this without complaint, for her.
"This was so worth getting up early, Edward."
I nodded and smiled. Suddenly, my horse came to a dead halt. I tried to nudge him forward, but he didn't respond. Bella and Peter stopped in their tracks just a little ahead of me and turned in my direction, confused looks on their faces.
At that precise moment, my horse began to empty his bladder.
Oh so that's his issue…
I waited, knowing that as soon as he'd taken his piss, we'd be able to carry on with the ride. I obviously hadn't been around horses enough, or this one happened to be in possession of an abnormally large bladder, because this piss was as loud as a waterfall, and just wouldn't end.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me," I exclaimed after it had gone on for what seemed like forever. Bella's entire body was shaking with laughter at the never ending stream. Peter was laughing as well from his perch atop a horse with, no doubt, a normal sized bladder.
"This is like that scene in the first Austin Powers movie, where he pees for freaking ever." Bella blurted between her giggles.
Yeah, I remembered the scene.
As soon as 'Austin' had finished his business, we continued our ride, leaving behind a puddle of horse piss the size of Lake Erie.
-LRM—
I was losing my will to live. If I had to see Bella prance by me in short shorts, or a sinfully small bikini once more and wasn't able to act upon my sexual urges, I knew I wasn't going to survive.
Okay that was a little melodramatic.
I just wanted sex. With Bella. Immediately.
When I woke to find her under the covers, eye-level with my cock, it took everything in me not to pin her down and plow into her like a caveman.
She looked embarrassed as she escaped to the bathroom. I lay back in the bed, so ready that I was leaking. Without another thought, I got out of the bed and started moving toward the bathroom, stripping off my boxer briefs as I went.
I was operating purely on impulse, and knew that I was going to hate myself for it, but couldn't seem to stop. As soon as I pulled her small warm body against my own, I was finished.
I had to know if she wanted this, because once I started, there would be no turning back.
"I'm sorry baby," I breathed against her lips. "Forgive me, but I couldn't stay away from you any longer. The last couple of days have been torture," I confessed in a quiet voice as I ran my fingers over her soft skin.
"But…" she exclaimed in surprise, "I thought you didn't want me."
What?
"Sweetheart, why would you think such a thing?"
"You've barely touched me for two days."
"Bella, you were uncomfortable. I knew you didn't feel like having sex."
She probably still doesn't…
I sighed. "I should still be leaving you alone, but I can't help myself." I said before leaning down to kiss her neck.
"But" she spoke again, "I'm still bleeding. Doesn't the thought of sex with me disgust you?"
"Bella" I exclaimed. "Does this feel like I'm disgusted?" I asked as I pressed my hard-on against her.
Quite the opposite actually…
"No…"
"You could never disgust me. Even the thought is alien to me." I smiled at her. "I'm sorry I've been a little 'distant'. The only excuse I can offer is that if I'd started touching you, running my hands over your soft, smooth skin," I said as I touched her, "Kissing your sweet lips," I said before kissing her. "And your breasts," I whispered before kissing each one. "I wouldn't have been able to stop until I was inside you."
Oh God how I want to be inside you…
"Well?"
I gave her a confused look.
"Don't stop…" She murmured.
What does she mean?
"Edward, what more do I have to say?"
She wrapped her arms around my neck. "Make love to me." she whispered.
She is the perfect woman
"Are you sure?"
"Yes Edward, just …please…"
Oh hell yes…
Before Bella could utter another word, I was lifting her. She immediately wrapped her legs around my waist, as if we'd been doing this for years. I lowered her slowly onto my length.
Heaven
"Oh God," She moaned. "I've missed this so much," she whispered against my neck.
We were both so wrought up that we didn't last long. It was probably a good thing, having sex while standing was not the easiest of endeavors.
I probably need to start hitting the exercise room a little harder…
After the shower sex, we lay in bed and talked. I found out that Bella was just as eager for sex, period or not, as I was.
Good to know
We also discussed the fact that, in a few days, the period of 'abstinence' would arrive. During a moment where my dick was obviously thinking for me, I mentioned that we should have as much sex as possible leading up to that time.
Imagine my surprise when Bella agreed. She even embellished my plan a bit with the suggestion that we have sex in every room of the house.
There were a lot of rooms.
The problem neither of us had foreseen however was that once the abstinence started every room we'd christened held a memory of a hot love-making session. As a result, I sported an almost constant, painful, hard-on.
Not that our time of abstinence was all bad. I was with Bella, and that was worth everything to me. I got to hold her close as we watched movies from the vast collection in the home theater. We did a lot of talking and laughing, and enjoying each other's company.
As good as our time together was though, I longed for the day I could make love to her again.
The exercise room was one of the few places we hadn't had sex, therefore my morning wood and I had been spending a lot of time there.
I also spent a little time each day making phone calls. Alec had earned his pay as my P.A. during my time away especially. He'd been my go-to person for all the honeymoon arrangements and for Bella's upcoming birthday.
I think I'll reward him with an all-expenses paid vacation after filming for 'Enemy Combatant' is finished…
One morning, after I'd woken from a night of erotic dreams starring my girl, I bolted from bed and slipped on my workout clothes, hoping like hell that the abstinence would soon be over.
I was in the middle of a particularly strenuous workout when the music on my iHome changed.
As soon as I heard Dave Matthews start to croon through the speakers I sat straight up, confused, until I glimpsed my beautiful Bella across the room.
What the fuck is she wearing?
As soon as I got closer and was able to see that she wore an apron and nothing else, well, let's just say I'd never been so close to jizzing in my shorts.
Jeee-zusss
Our love-making session was primal, but at the same time beautiful. The room had several mirrors, and when I realized that I could see everything we were doing in the one hanging opposite where we were, I thought about our barely furnished new home and its shameful lack of mirrors.
I'll be rectifying that upon our return….
Afterward, I carried her to the shower. We tossed out the breakfast Candace had prepared. It had gotten cold and inedible while we'd been otherwise, um, distracted.
Since we were both starving by this time, we decided to make breakfast together. "Bella let me cook for you."
She shook her head with a smile. "No Edward. Look, we're both famished. Two sets of hands will have the task completed a lot sooner."
I couldn't argue with her logic. "Okay, you can help if you wear the apron, and nothing else." I grinned salaciously, wondering if she'd go for my idea.
She smirked. "Only if you cook naked," she dared.
My eyes never left hers as I stripped right there and then in front of her.
She let out a little squeal as she turned to dart down the hall toward the exercise room, no doubt to retrieve the apron. I made sure to swat her shorts clad ass as she passed.
As soon as she reappeared in nothing but the apron, I knew breakfast would be delayed, again.
-LRM—
Now that sex was back on the menu, so to speak, I looked anxiously forward to England.
Sidney had decided to keep L.A. as his official residence, although because of my travel schedule, he wouldn't be there often. I sent him back home in order to have a break before filming began.
Our first two days in England we played tourist and visited a couple of places we hadn't back in the Spring. Fucking paps were making themselves known. I definitely hadn't missed that shit.
The experience I found to be the most surreal had been shopping at Harrod's for Baby Swan. Bella positively glowed as she held up item after item for me to see. There was a part of me that couldn't wait until it was our child that she was shopping for. However, a larger part, the one that was willing to go through the natural family planning, wasn't ready to share her. Not yet. That part was perfectly happy for our family to include just the two of us, at least for a while.
-LRM—
I would never grow tired of spending time at the Eagle and Child. The welcoming atmosphere always put me at ease. It also happened to be one place where I wasn't swamped with fans desiring autographs or photos.
Obviously Bella enjoyed it as well, and it was only about a mile from our house. .
I couldn't wait until filming for A Tale of Two Cities began. We'd be able to spend quite a bit of time in England then.
One film at a time Edward…
I sighed. Our honeymoon was almost over, and the latest schedule Alec had e-mailed for Enemy Combatant was going to be busy, very busy. Aside from filming in Seattle, we'd be travelling to New Orleans, Washington, D.C. and New York. Couple that with the press tour and premiere for The Harvest of Avarice, and I wouldn't be coming up for air until New Years.
As I sat happily with Bella during our dinner, I silently wondered if she'd get weary of the almost constant travel, and eventually change her mind about wanting to accompany me.
I hoped not. I couldn't bear the thought of being alone, or more precisely, I couldn't bear the thought of being without her.
-LRM—
We'd decided to spend the evening at a dance club. When Bella emerged from our bathroom in a 'barely there' dress, I wanted to take it off of her and spend the evening together, locked in the bedroom.
Why the hell were we going out again?
From the moment we set foot in that club, my goal was to get Bella home as soon as possible.
Jesus, just seeing her in that dress…
I doubted she was doing it deliberately, but her every movement came across as seductive. And that cute little ass…. every time she wiggled it, with as hard as she was making me, she may as well have been rubbing it against my cock.
I needed relief.
When she informed that she wanted to try something she'd never tried before, my mind immediately descended into the gutter, not to emerge for the rest of that night.
I knew damned well that she was talking about drinks, but instead, I was imagining all the sexual positions we hadn't tried yet.
Gotta get that Tantric chair….
And maybe a copy of the Kama Sutra…
My mind occupied with thoughts of sex, I barely heard Bella order her drink. Something called a 'Havana Passion'.
Okay, maybe there's a way to get her as 'hot and bothered' as I am..
I leaned in close to her ear, "Bella, if I had known you were looking to try a new drink, I could have made some suggestions." I started moving my fingertips up her thigh with the lightest of touches until they were under the hem of that very sexy dress, caressing her soft skin. "Such as a Comfortable Screw, or possibly a Slippery Nipple."
As I'd expected, she blushed furiously.
I grinned like an asshole.
"I adore your blush." I whispered before kissing the side of her head.
As she drank, I continued to bombard her with whispered inappropriate drink names, enjoying her discomfort immensely.
By the looks of my wife, we'll be getting out of here sooner than I thought….
I was extremely proud of myself as I sat there sipping my scotch. I surreptitiously sent a text to Lou, telling him to be waiting outside in approximately ten minutes.
When Bella leaned over to whisper in my ear, I knew without a doubt that she was going to inform me that she wanted to go home. I gave myself a mental high five.
I wonder if I should make her beg?
"Edward," she began as I tried to keep the smug look off of my face. "I distinctly remember saying that I wanted to try something I never had before. Your suggestions simply don't meet that criteria darling."
Huh?
Suddenly her finger was touching the exposed skin of my chest. "For example, I've most definitely had a Slippery Nipple. Well, actually with the help of your tongue, I've had two on many occasions."
My brain turned to jello immediately, while my cock became harder than steel.
How is that possible?
"As for a Comfortable Screw, I've had many, you should remember. You were there for Every. Single. One."
Oh I remember…as does my cock.
"I even seem to distinctly remember having a Slow Comfortable Screw Against The Wall." she cleared her throat. "Well, actually it was a shower wall, but a wall nonetheless."
She's trying to kill me.
The waitress replenished our drinks. I took a big swallow of mine and gripped the glass as if it were a lifeline.
"Let's see, oh yes, I've had lots of Silk Panties, but you already knew that. I'm actually wearing a pair now, although technically it's a thong, but I guess that qualifies."
Fuckity fuck fuck….
"Pop the Cherry, I have to confess to having had only one of those, but it was a once in a lifetime experience." Her lips came closer to my ear. "The same can be said for Sex on the Beach, but I'd be open to a repeat performance of that sometime if the circumstance presented itself."
I had to concentrate on my breathing when she traced the shell of my ear with her tongue.
Holy fuck…
I downed more of my scotch.
"Screaming Orgasms, and Between the Sheets, hmm, I know you can't have forgotten about those…."
I felt her fingers move until they were on the waistband of my jeans. I was officially done. If my lips had been able to form the words, I'd have informed her that she'd won.
I surrender the game.
She was officially an expert in the art of seduction, and I was, comparatively, a mere novice.
Where the hell is my innocent little Bella?
"I think that just about covers all the ones you mentioned, although there is one more which I've heard of, but never actually experienced." She smiled sweetly at me. "Who knows? Maybe tonight's the night I should try a Blow Job." As the words left her mouth, she reached down to cup my junk. I groaned.
Set and match goes to Isabella Cullen, nee Swan.
I am so fucked.
I pulled her into a kiss, knowing that I would be the one begging to leave.
"Baby, I surrender. You win." I breathed, surprised that I was actually able to utter a complete sentence. "Are you ready to get out of here?"
She gave me a confused look. "But, we haven't danced yet."
What the…?
"You really want to dance?"
"Absolutely," she answered emphatically.
"Just….give me a minute," I said before removing her hand from my crotch and downing the rest of my drink.
I tried to envision anything to will the hard-on away. Dead puppies and kittens…nothing. Imagining Emmett and Jasper in women's lingerie seemed to do the trick.
Damn they would make some fuck ugly women
I chuckled inwardly at the thought and grabbed Bella's hand in order to pull her onto the dance floor before I changed my mind. As the music pulsated around us, I was unable to take my eyes from my wife as she swayed with the beat, letting it push and pull her. The hard-on was back as soon as she grazed her ass against me the first time and of course, Bella being Bella, she made sure to do it several times.
She is a cruel, cruel woman
I needed to get the fuck out of there. Correction: We needed to get the fuck out of there.
Soon.
I grabbed her hips to stop her assault on my dick. "Bella, if you do that once more, I won't be responsible for my actions."
I needed to warn her. I was in serious danger of embarrassing myself in public.
She. Fucking. Giggled.
And, for good measure, she made sure to graze my cock once again with her perfect ass.
Time's up
I swung Bella around and pulled her against me as we headed toward the door.
"But…" she argued.
"We're leaving." I directed as I pressed some cash into the hand of our waitress as we passed.
"But…"
I leaned down to her ear. "Isabella, I am very close to throwing you over my shoulder and carrying you out of here. The only thing stopping me is the fact that you've admitted you're wearing a thong, and there is no way in hell that I'm allowing any of these horny motherfuckers a glimpse of your luscious ass. That's for my eyes only."
For once, she had no pithy comeback.
Within minutes, we were at our house. The caveman I'd been holding back, made his presence known then as I tossed Bella over my shoulder and carried her up to our room. I slammed the door and pressed her against it.
"Bella, Bella, Bella."
"Edward, Edward, Edward." She repeated back.
She was smirking at me, the little minx.
"You are quite the tease aren't you?"
She pulled me down and whispered in my ear, "You won't be calling me a tease when we're fucking in a few minutes."
…and I, once again, temporarily lost the ability to form full sentences.
She just..
She said..
…and I …
Fuck me
I took a deep breath, hoping oxygen would help my addled brain to function.
This woman is full of surprises.
I smiled at her. "It seems that the alcohol has loosened your tongue my dear wife."
She pressed her body to mine, forcing me to step back. As soon as I did, Bella dropped to her knees and began undoing my jeans before pulling them down.
I was on autopilot as I stepped out of them. The boxer briefs followed immediately after. When Bella took me in her hand, I literally saw stars.
Fuck, if I last two minutes I'll be lucky…
As I thought about this, I watched as Bella leaned forward and kissed the head of my dick before swiping her tongue across it.
ohshitmotherfuck
It felt incredible, and I could only imagine how amazing it would feel if she took me fully in her mouth.
No
The part of my brain which was still capable of rational thought, reminded me that I couldn't let Bella think I expected that from her. After what she'd lived through, I feared it would bring back bad memories.
She's been doing so well. A panic attack on our honeymoon would devastate us both…
I forced my hands to reached down and pull her up.
"Baby, you don't have to do that," I breathed as our lips touched.
Even though I want you to…
"I want to make you happy Edward," she answered before attacking my bottom lip with both of hers.
"You already make me so… so... happy," I panted as my hands found her thong.
I fucking ripped it from her body.
"I need to be inside you my love."
"Please," she whispered.
I pushed her back against the wall, the bed being entirely too far away…
She was already wet.
Bella hitched a leg around my hip. I held onto it as I eased inside her.
Heaven
I was horny as fuck, but I didn't want to rush this.
"So, I guess a Slow Comfortable Screw Against The Wall is the winner." She said with a moan.
"I would say that I'm the winner my love," I forced out before placing open mouthed kisses on her neck.
"No…" she panted, "I'm definitely the winner."
I groaned deep in my throat, "Less talking, more cumming…"
As amazing as having sex against the wall felt, I knew I needed to move Bella to the comfort of our bed. Without losing our connection, I lifted her and carried her across the room. Once there, I made fast work of removing her dress and my shirt.
Finally, we were both naked. She was lying on the bed and I was kneeling between her legs, back inside of her.
Fuck me if she still wasn't wearing the shoes.
I kept a slow and steady rhythm as I watched my girl's beautiful face. Her cheeks were tinged pink and her full lips were drawn into a sweet little pout. It amazed me how, even in the throes of love-making, she could somehow look so innocent.
She's lovely in every way..
I grasped one of her ankles and brought it up to my chest so that her foot, still in the stiletto rested on my shoulder. That simple visual made the experience even more erotic and I watched as Bella moaned in pleasure.
It seemed to be affecting her as much as it was affecting me.
We were both getting close, I'd become very good at predicting when Bella was about to come. I ghosted my thumb across her clit several times and before I knew it, she was tightening around my cock and moaning my name.
"Bella" I breathed as I came hard and emptied deep inside her, before dropping her leg and collapsing on top of her small frame.
Once we'd caught our breath, I spoke. "Oh Bella, I love you so…"
I felt her arms tighten around me. "I love you too. Always."
-LRM—
I breathed a huge sigh of relief when Bella approved of the cottage I'd rented in Barmouth. To be completely accurate, she more than approved. She loved it.
After that, the only thing still worrying me was how she would react when I presented her with the details of the Renee Swan Foundation.
I hoped it would make her happy, but there was no way to know for sure.
It broke my heart when she told me about her childhood birthdays. I only hoped in some small way that the day I'd planned would be a happy one for her.
Time to make some new memories…
I awoke the next morning with a broad smile on my face. It had been the same every morning since our wedding. I wasn't sure I'd ever get used to the idea that Bella was truly mine.
I chuckled as I remembered her silly fears during the night about ghosts seeing her naked. She was so unpredictable, and thoroughly enchanting. I was completely under her spell, and couldn't imagine how I'd lived as long as I did without her.
Charlie and my parents had arrived in London the day before, and I was anxious to begin the day. Bella on the other hand, was much more interested in sleeping.
It took a round of love-making and thirty extra minutes of sleep before I was finally able to coax her from the bed.
After we were dressed, I handed her the box I'd stowed in my suitcase. "Happy birthday my love." I said with a kiss.
"Edward, you've given me so much already. I don't need anything more."
I looked at her curiously. "I haven't given you a gift yet Bella."
"Yes you have," she whispered. "You gave me you." She said before pulling me down into another kiss.
"Can't argue with that," I smiled against her lips. "Open the box."
She grinned and shook her head as she tore at the wrapping and lifted the lid. I enjoyed watching her happy expression before she squealed in delight after opening the front cover. "You've got to be kidding! A first edition and it's inscribed." She said before hugging it to her chest. "Oh Edward," she said through her tears, "This will be a perfect start to our library."
I smiled and pulled her to me. "What better home for it than in the Professor's study?"
-LRM—
"All I can say is that the British are a hardy breed." Bella announced with a grin through her chattering teeth. We were visiting Harlech Castle, and she wasn't adjusting as well to the temperature change since we'd left Barbados as I was.
"If it's this cold in September, I can only imagine what it's like in winter," she murmured. I pulled her close and rubbed her upper arms briskly in an effort to warm them. I didn't bother to point out that the temperature wasn't much different from what we were going to find upon our arrival back in Seattle.
As we stood there, she leaned up and left a soft kiss on my lips. "Despite the cold, are you enjoying your birthday so far?" I asked as I held her against me.
"Oh yes," she answered with a sigh.
During the ride back to Oxford, I had a chance to relax and ponder the last few weeks. I'd never felt as content as I did when Bella was beside me. Our honeymoon had truly been something from a fairytale, and when we returned to Seattle, I wouldn't have to leave her because of my job. She had decided we would stay together, no matter what.
I would never have asked it of her, but was so grateful that she'd made that decision.
I had a career that I loved, Bella was doing what she loved as well, we were young, we had plenty of money, and we had a large, loving family. So why was it that I had a nagging fear that it couldn't last?
In truth it was a very small uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach, existing no doubt because I'd spent so many years alone, feeling undeserving of someone like Bella, that now a part of me thought all of this too good to be true.
I glanced over at my beautiful girl to see her smiling and relaxed as she watched the passing scenery, and I pushed away the dark thoughts.
If anyone or anything ever tried to take this, to take her, away from me….
I would end them, plain and simple.
-LRM-
I hung back by the doorway of the front parlor and watched Bella throw herself into her father's arms.
After she'd hugged him and my parents she turned to me, happy tears trailing down her pink cheeks, and wound her arms around my waist. "Oh Edward, somehow you knew exactly what I'd need today. Thank you. I love you so much." She breathed into my neck.
I knew at that moment that I would do anything to keep that happy smile on her face.
-LRM—
"Did you enjoy your birthday my love?" I asked as I pulled Bella into my arms. We were back at the Tolkien house, in our room, preparing for bed.
"It was like a dream, the whole day was perfect." She smiled up at me exuberantly. "Thank you."
I smiled back at her before reaching around to unzip her dress. Bella gave me a confused look. "Um, your parents are across the hall."
"So?"
"And my Dad is two doors down," she whispered.
"Bella, we are married. Why are you freaking out?" I asked in an amused tone.
She frowned. "Didn't you see the way my Dad looked at us when I told him good night and grabbed your hand?"
I chuckled when I remembered the Chief looking as if he was in pain.
"I half expected him to tell you to sleep on the sofa Edward," she hissed.
I laughed out loud then.
She continued to frown. "I don't think we should, you know…" her voice dropped to a whisper, "…have sex. They might hear us."
"Well, you are rather loud," I teased.
She scowled at me then, "Har, har, Mister Smartass."
"Come on," I tugged at her hand, still chuckling at her antics, as I led her to the ensuite.
"Where are we…, what are you…, no way Edward!" She whisper-yelled. "My Dad!"
"Mrs. Cullen, you are taking a bath with me, and we are going to be very quiet." I nuzzled her neck as I spoke. I could feel her begin to relax in my arms.
"Come on baby, we won't make a sound," I whispered in her ear. "Besides, I'm not afraid of your Father. There's no way that Airport security allowed him to bring his gun into the country." I smirked.
She giggled then, and I knew I'd won. She continued her giggles as she let me lead her to the bath.
-LRM—
"Baby, I don't want to leave," I actually whined like the pussy that I was.
I should be ashamed of myself
It was my first day back to work. My first day on the set of Enemy Combatant, and I was whining about leaving my wife.
"Edward, you know you love your work. The day will fly by and before you know it, you'll be back here with me," she glanced at the packing boxes stacked in the corner of her living room. "Well with me and hopefully a bunch of filled moving cartons."
"Bella, we should hire someone to do that for us."
"Nonsense Edward. I want to pack my own things."
Judging by her tone, I knew there was no arguing with her.
"Now, kiss me goodbye, and I'll see you tonight," she ordered.
I smiled at her wistfully as I prepared to be separated from her for the first time in over a month. "I love you Mrs. Cullen," I said as I pulled her against me.
"I love you Mr. Movie Star," she grinned widely.
I kissed her once, twice, three times before she literally pushed me through the door.
-LRM—
"Edward!" Clint greeted with a smile. "Good to see you. I trust that you're rested and ready to work."
I smiled and nodded. "I don't know about rested, but I am ready to work."
Clint laughed. "What am I saying? You're a newlywed, hell you're not getting any rest. Maybe we can schedule a naptime in your trailer each afternoon," he said with a grin.
"Very funny," I laughed and shook my head.
"Okay my friend, I'm sure they're expecting you in wardrobe and makeup, and then we'll meet with the rest of the cast. Oh and after that, you'll be meeting with Dan your personal trainer for the shoot."
I nodded and headed off toward the makeup trailer.
After spending the morning suffering through makeup and wardrobe tests, I found I had a break before I'd be meeting with Clint and the rest of the cast for lunch and then rehearsals.
Bella had been on my mind all morning. I missed her so fucking much.
I pulled out my phone and sent her a text.
Miss you, beautiful
I smiled as I imagined her surrounded by boxes. I hoped she didn't over exert herself.
I miss you too, can't wait until tonight
It was a priority that I got home on time tonight. Once filming started, I knew that I wouldn't always be able to keep to a schedule. Good films weren't made by people concerned with 'punching the clock'.
But tonight I'd be home by seven, and have my girl in my arms about a minute later. I thought back to the night before, when Bella wore her Little Mermaid underwear to surprise me…
I sent another text.
What are you wearing?
I had to ask.
She didn't answer right away, so I picked up the pace to my trailer. Some fans had gathered on the periphery, and I sent Alec over to let them know that I'd be happy to sign autographs when I came back outside.
Sidney and I continued quietly to my trailer. When I was about twenty feet from the door, my phone chimed. I looked at it and realized that Bella had sent a photo. When I opened it, I almost swallowed my tongue at what greeted my eyes.
My wife, my gorgeous, sexy wife, was smiling back from the screen of my phone, wearing nothing but a sinfully sheer camisole and matching panties.
How the hell does someone this sexy share the same gene pool as Emmett Swan?
Not wanting a repeat of the time I dropped my phone, giving Jasper an eyeful of a lingerie-clad Bella, I held onto it for dear life.
Sidney definitely doesn't need to see this…
I made a beeline for the trailer door and locked myself inside. After removing my jacket, I grabbed a bottle of water and took a swig before settling comfortably on the daybed.
I looked at the photo again as I dialed her number. I didn't give her a chance to speak. "Jesus baby, I can't believe you did that. Luckily I was walking to my trailer when I opened that photo. Needless to say, I'll be hiding in here until I, er, calm down."
She laughed loudly in my ear. "Edward, you are such a boost for my ego."
I chuckled, "As are you for my libido."
She giggled again. "Are you still arriving home around seven tonight?"
"Yes, hopefully sooner."
At least that's the plan…
"I'll be counting the minutes," she breathed into the phone.
I was never going to lose this hard-on
"Me too baby," I paused, noticing the time. "I'd better go," I said while taking one last look at the photo. "Oh and Bella?"
"Yes?"
"Be wearing that when I arrive..."
-LRM—
"Hello brother dear," my sister chirped happily. "Are you still on set?"
"Yes, but I should be finished by six or so." I answered. "When did your flight arrive?"
"A couple of hours ago, we're at Mom and Dad's now. I was just making sure that you and Bella will be at Emmett and Rose's tonight."
I sighed. It had been a long day that had started at six this morning when I had to leave for the set. "Yes, we plan to be there."
"I'm glad. I know you're tired but Jasper, Chris and I haven't seen you both since the wedding. We miss you."
I detected a hint of sadness in my sister's voice. "Alice is everything okay?" I asked with concern.
"Yeah, I've just got a lot on my mind," she answered in a quiet voice. "I'll see you tonight."
Alice was right. I was tired. The next day off I had would be on Sunday. This was going to be a long, busy shoot. Next week, the real fun would begin. I rubbed the back of my neck and thought of my beautiful wife.
Somehow, that always made things better.
When Alice greeted us in Emmett and Rose's driveway, I could detect no sadness in her demeanor. I decided to give her a little space. Alice was never shy. If she needed to talk to me, she'd do it. I would just wait for her to come to me.
Between Alice and Bella, it was hard to say which one was more excited about learning the sex of the baby. I was glad when the moment finally arrived, and Emmett made the announcement.
A boy
"A boy! You're having a boy!" Alice exclaimed as she jumped from her seat to hug Rose. I caught a glimpse of my mother across the table wiping her eyes.
I knew that she and Dad considered Rose and Emmett to be members of the family.
I smiled widely, as I contemplated the fact that this child would be cousin to any children Bella and I would have. I wondered if the little boy would look like Emmett. More importantly, would he act like Emmett?
Oh Jesus. Poor Rose…
Bella had been able to keep her emotions at bay until Emmett announced the baby's name: Charles Whitlock Swan. Those three words were enough to bring all of the women, along with a couple of the men, to tears.
As I sat back and watched the scene unfold before me, I couldn't help but think of how much love existed in that room for this tiny baby, before he'd even taken his first breath.
It was a good feeling.
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