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The week dragged and by Saturday night I was bored to tears. Edward had called me earlier in the day telling me he was taking the first plane on Sunday. That seemed so far away.
The highlights of my week had been talking with my Mom and showing her the dress on Monday night then on Wednesday night, after Sylvia's last exam she dropped by. We got drunk in celebration of her final exam and me finally doing something productive about the wedding. We woke up in the bed with huge headaches. I was tempted to call in sick, but thought better and went to work. I was going to be gone for a week or two in August.
The whole Saturday, I lazed around and watched re-runs on TV, eating ice cream. In the evening, I started watching a romance that wouldn't have affected me if I wasn't missing Edward so much. I fell asleep with the carton of ice cream in my arms and dry tears on my cheeks.
Something was scratching my cheek. I turned my head away and tried to go back to sleep, but the thing was relentless. Thinking it was some sort of insect – that I was too tired to even be afraid of – I slapped my hand over it.
"Hey!"
My eyelids peeled off and I found Edward in front of me, watching me amused. He was back! I tackled him to ground, not really carrying if we got hurt in the process.
"I see you missed me," he said chuckling.
"So fucking much," I mumbled, kissing his stubbly cheek. That had been scratching me. "Trying the mountain man style?" I teased.
"Shaving was the last thing on my mind. Why did I accept to go with Mom?"
"Because you're a control freak." I kissed his mouth, keeping his head in place. He opened his lips and I sized up the opportunity to taste him. It tasted delicious, like always. "Bed," I breathed against his lips.
Edward stood, keeping his hands under my ass as he pressed kisses over the column of my neck. "Fuck, Bella. Why did I agree to go with Mom? I missed you so much."
I didn't answer, because honestly I couldn't even form words. My hands went to the bottom of his t-shirt and with a little struggle, it was up and over his head. My back slammed into the wall as Edward worked the buttons of his shirt that I was wearing – I needed to feel him close last night. When the shirt was open, one of his hands cupped my breast as his mouth descended to my other nipple.
"Ah," I moaned, digging my feet in his ass. "More."
His hips started rocking against mine and I could feel his erection hard and ready. I rocked back making him groan.
"Shit," he hissed, pressing his forehead to my shoulder while his hands went between us and I felt him unbuckling his belt. The sound of the zipper being pulled open filled the air and turned me on further. I was sure any sound he'd make was a turn on at that moment.
After stepping out of his pants, I was again in his strong arms as he walked to the bedroom. Our mouths crashed together as we fell on the bed. Edward lowered my panties and moaned loudly as he realized how wet I was. I bucked my hips, hoping he'd touch me more, but his hand was gone. He peeled himself off me to take his boxers off and after shooting me a huge grin; he wrenched the nightstand drawer open, grabbed the box and threw it on the bed next to me before joining me again.
"Where was I?" he asked on a husky voice.
"Between my legs," I moaned, being too wound up to even care what I was saying.
He chuckled but lowered his head and started peppering my tummy with kisses, heading south. When his stubble touched my private parts, I thought I'd combust. It was so delicious, that feeling… My hands fisted into his hair and my legs wrapped around his neck.
Edward laughed, looking up at me. "Don't choke me."
"Sorry. Keep doing that," I urged him, raising my hips off the bed.
With a small chuckle, he returned his attention to my clit which he started licking and sucking. I gazed down at him and he was a sight for sore eyes. His hair was sticking in every direction, his nose was nestled in my curls as he worked his magic tongue in and out of me, his angular jaw flexing with his every movement. I closed my eyes, letting my head fall back on the bed as I let the tale-tell sign of my impeding orgasm washing over my body.
When one of his long, skilled fingers joined his tongue, the coil in my stomach sprang and I shouted through the delicious feeling.
Edward moved up my body slowly, until he could claim my mouth in a deep kiss. Tasting myself on his lips prolonged the heavenly sensation. My hands started roaming his chest, my thumbs running over his pebbled nipples until he fell next to me, moaning in pleasure. Moving lower, I closed my mouth around one and bit lightly earning a growl from him. Slowly, my free hand went to his tight six-pack making him suck in a breath as his muscles fluttered under my touch then I reached my destination.
"Oh, fuck."
I squeezed the base of his erection and then slowly raised my hand, twisting it a little when I reached the head.
"Holy shit, Bella!"
His dick twitched at the attention and covered my hand in pre-cum. Ah, he was putty in my hands when it came to this. I repeated the process, this time my hand glided easier over his shaft with the help of the natural lubricant.
"Stop. Stop. I can't," Edward grunted, pushing me away, taking a deep breath. "What are you doing to me?"
I grinned, straddling his lap and pressing my lips to his. "Making you feel amazing," I whispered and it sounded sultry even to my ears.
His hand went to his side blindly grabbing the box of condoms. "I can't wait. You have no idea how much I've missed you."
"I missed you too. It was so hard to sleep alone," I whispered, pressing my cheek to his stubbly one.
I heard the ripping of the foil before Edward raised an eyebrow, wearing a huge grin. He knew I wasn't a fan of topping, but he still asked. Might as well indulge him. Grabbing the condom from his hand, I shifted back, sitting on my heels as I rolled it on him. Carefully, I shifted again so I was above him and with his help, I started sinking slowly.
Gasping and biting my lip, I braced my hands on his chest. It had been far too long since we last made love. His thumbs were rubbing my hips as he helped lower me onto him. Filling me full as he pushed me snugly against his body, he was seated. Grinding up until he was deep, deep inside me.
"Oh, so good," I moaned, rising then sinking back. Ah. It felt so good.
Edward's hand ghosted over my neck, shoulder, breast only to stop again at my hip. He repeated the process, but this time he actually touched my skin and it felt like he was leaving a trail of fire in its wake.
I started picking up speed as the muscles in my stomach clenched tightly. Edward rose on his elbow and cupped my breast, flattening his tongue over the swell of it.
"You're so beautiful," he gasped out. "My beautiful Bella." His fingers knotted in my hair as he brought my mouth to his.
I bit on his lower lip. "And you're my pretty boy," I murmured.
"Pretty?" he asked surprised and slightly distracted.
"Yes, very pretty. Gorgeous." I pressed my mouth to his, trying to match my hip movements with my tongue.
Sweat started tickling down my back, but I didn't want this to end. Never.
Edward sat up, keeping me of his lap before lowering my back. For a moment, I thought it was a bad idea because my back wasn't even on the bed anymore, but then I felt the exquisite feeling inside me and moaned loudly. He seemed to realize I loved the position so after getting a strong hold of my hips, his started slamming into mine at a maddening pace. Before I knew it, I was spiraling down the hot tunnel of love.
Once we regained our breathing, I crawled to his side and snuggled there.
"That was…something else," I mumbled sleepily against his chest.
"Huh," he snorted, stroking my hair. "It definitely beat the head welcoming."
"Edward," I groaned at his antics.
"What? I'm serious."
I kept my eyes closed, refusing to enter a silly banter. I was far too content.
His hands started moving over my spine as his head turned to me, his nose nudging mine. I smiled and nudged him back making him chuckle.
"What really happened? You know, with the ice cream thing," I wondered, kissing his cheek.
"Oh, it's just gross. I'll spare you."
"No, I'm serious." I rested my forearm on his chest, turning around to see him better.
He rolled his eyes, linking his arms over my lower back. "I ate so much that I upset my stomach and spent the whole night in the bathroom. Of course, I ended up shouting for Mom at some point. She got worried – exactly why I didn't want to tell her in the first place." He sighed heavily. "She gave me some pills and just as the sun was rising, I crawled back into bed. I slept through the day and when I woke up, I went downstairs to see if she had any tea or something… Well, guess who I found there!"
"Charlie," I said, kissing his chest.
"Yep. We sort of got scared of the other until we realized Mom was gone and we were alone. I explained why I was home and he explained why he was there. Frankly, I had a reason to be there. It's my house too. He didn't," Edward pointed out making me laugh. "Anyway, I tried helping him with his chores, but after a couple of hours, I went back upstairs."
"I'm sure you had more fun than me," I told him, pressing my cheek against his heart.
"I doubt it. Remember the question I randomly texted you?"
"Yeah. It was about patterns, right?"
"How did you know?" he asked surprised.
"I didn't." I laughed. "But I had dinner with…Liz and Ed that night and…I mentioned the weird question. Liz said that she was positive you were talking about patterns."
"Yeah, I was. You made the choice so don't blame me if you don't like it."
"Green, red and black. That's kind of sad. Why didn't you say anything? Why didn't you…explain yourself?" I groaned.
"Do you think I had time? I told Mom I'll think about it while I looked over her magazines. I texted you while she wasn't paying attention." He shot me his boyish grin.
"Ah, Edward, what am I going to do with you?"
"Kiss me?" he suggested, leaning his head toward mine. Just as our lips touched, he added, "Fuck me?"
I snorted, tucking my head under his chin as I laughed. He was so ridiculous. "Do you kiss your mom with that mouth?"
"Swan, whatever happened to you?" he grumbled, pressing me tightly to his chest.
"You corrupted me."
"Me? I think you have the wrong person."
"No, no. It's you that turned my world upside down," I admitted, hugging him around the neck and watching him in the eye. "I love you, Edward."
He grinned, pecking my lips. "I love you more, Bella."
"Let's not get into that discussion," I begged him.
"What? You have no idea how much you mean to me."
"I think I do. If it is as much as you mean to me, I have a pretty good idea." I pressed my mouth to his to prevent him from retorting.
We fell asleep after round two of making love. I woke up around noon the next day and was so confused that I nearly started getting ready for work when I realized Edward had actually came home very late on Saturday night or very early on Sunday, but the good thing was that it was still Sunday.
I watched him sleep until I heard the doorbell ringing. Edward mumbled something unintelligible and turned on his side.
Slipping out of the bed, I grabbed one oversized shirt from the chair close to the door, my panties and went to open the front door. On the way, I kept stumbling over our clothes and quickly gathered them in my hands and threw them in the empty room from downstairs before opening the door.
I was surprised to see Ed and Liz smiling down at me. Self consciously, I raked my hands though my hair.
"Good morning," I said, hoping the shirt was long enough to cover me.
"Good morning, Bella. Did we wake you? We didn't mean," Liz apologized. "But I thought we'd drop over knowing Edward is coming back today. And since last week we didn't have time to celebrate his birthday, we brought cake."
My eyes kept jumping from her smiling face to the cake box in her hand to Ed's amused face and back to the cake. I wasn't really awake and I wished this was a bad dream. Was it that much that I didn't want to share Edward with anyone for one single day?
"Uh, yeah, sounds good," I managed to say. "But you see…" I didn't know how to say it, but apparently Edward made his presence known.
"Bella? You know I hate to wake up alone and naked! Are you up for round three 'cause Toto is!"
I felt my eyes widening as blood filled my cheeks.
Please, don't let him come here naked.
Please, don't let him come here naked.
Please, don't let him come here naked.
I kept chanting it in my head, squeezing my eyes to avoid looking at Liz and Ed.
"Bella!" Edward's voice came closer. "Holy shit!" he sort of shrieked, which would have been funny at any other time.
"Well, we definitely interrupted something," Ed said with a laugh.
"You're back early!" Liz exclaimed.
If they were talking to him, that meant he was decent. Chancing a look over my shoulder, I saw him in a pair of loose sweatpants and with his usual bed hair looking surprised toward the front door.
"Wh…what a-are you doing h-here?" he stammered, leaning against the wall.
"We wanted to visit, knowing you were coming home today," Liz announced to him, stepping inside.
Crap. I had kept them outside this whole time!
Ed chuckled, following her. He caught Edward's eye and despite the embarrassment that was rolling off of all of us, they burst in laughter. I rolled my eyes. Of course, men! They'd think of the kinky side of the word 'come.'
"Edward!" Liz shouted making them both stop laughing. She turned to her husband. "I thought you knew better!"
"What? You're the one saying funny words," Ed told her amused.
I closed the front door and leaned my back onto it. Such a good start, I thought to myself.
"Breakfast?" I asked softly, trying to get over the awkward greeting.
"I think it's called lunch, and let me help you," Liz said, heading to the kitchen.
As I followed her, I fisted my right hand and shook it at Edward who shot me a lopsided grin.
Having no idea how to act around Liz, because honestly, she was his mother…and she just learnt too much about our sexual life than a mother should know, I went inside the kitchen and zoomed to the fridge. The cool air from there made me feel a little better.
"You have no reason to be ashamed, honey," she said from behind me. "Do you want us to go?"
I could hear Edward laughing from the living room and it wasn't every day when he had fun with Ed so I shook my head. "No, you're here. I'm sure Edward appreciates this."
She smiled and asked what I was cooking. I had no idea what to do. Considering I was expecting Edward in the afternoon, I would have eaten a little of something and just about that, but now that I had not only Edward but Liz and Ed too, I didn't know what to give them.
"Uh, I haven't gone shopping, so I'm short on stuff," I explained.
"We can make something very good with a few things," Liz pacified me.
She was right. I would have never thought of the combination she made, but it tasted delicious. I had so much to learn.
When we reached the dessert and the cake was on the table, I swear that Edward's eyes glazed over. His sweet tooth would get him an appointment at the dentist.
"Oh, God. This looks so good," he said appreciatively.
"I hope it tastes just as good too," Liz said.
"You really shouldn't have," I told her, knowing that she had probably woken up very early to make this so it was fresh.
Edward narrowed his eyes at me. "You don't know what's good so I get two helpings and you get none," he decided.
"Why?" I whined. "I just told her that she shouldn't have stressed with this."
"It was no stress," Liz announced to us, plating a big piece of cake and putting it in front of Edward. "Happy delayed birthday," she whispered, kissing his head.
In that moment I saw how much she loved him. Really loved him. I should have never doubted her. The moment was so intense that goose bumps appeared on my skin and my eyes watered a little.
"Yeah, happy birthday," Ed added, and I could tell that he was more distant. Because he had never been close to Edward – he was the one to hurt him.
I shook my head, clearing it of the awful thoughts and linked my arms around one of Edward's, reaching up to kiss his cheek. He grinned, looking down at me. He looked happy and that was what I always wanted, especially around them.
Once everyone had a piece of cake in front of them, Liz sat down, bringing her chair on Edward's other side.
"So, how are the preparations going?" she asked.
"Good," Edward said through a mouthful of cake. "Oh." He glanced at me. "You have to call Mom and tell her where you want the reception."
"At the house, where else?" I said, frowning.
"Yes, Bella. The question is inside or outside. I told her that outside would be nice because it's summer and last year, I almost had a stroke inside."
"Yeah, outside sounds good," I agreed. "Anything else?"
"If you want to change the patterns…"
"I'm sure she already ordered what she wanted besides red goes very well with green and black. Separately, of course," I said contemplatively. "I trust Esme to make it look nice."
"Okay, that leaves us with the clothes and the invitations," Edward mumbled.
"Your clothes," I whispered. I hadn't told him of the dress yet.
"What about you?"
I caught Liz's eyes then focused back on him. "I sort of…already brought them while you were gone."
"You said you're going to look."
"I looked and I liked and I bought." I shot him a smile.
"Well, can I see?" he asked eagerly.
"I still think it's bad luck," Liz interjected. "Can't you two live without seeing the clothes until the wedding? If not for the superstition then at least, the surprise would be greater."
Edward pursed his lips then scowled. "I want to see it."
"Oh, it's not like the stupid superstition is true, Lizzy!" Ed exclaimed. "I went with you to buy the dress!"
"Edward, those were other times, besides maybe Bella wants-"
"I don't," I said quickly. "I don't care of any of these. And I most definitely won't sleep away the night before," I said firmly.
"Thank baby Jesus," Edward mumbled.
I guess we had been too traumatized with the twin wedding to dare do anything that they had done.
"Those superstitions have some truth at the base, maybe not the meaning what you'd think, as in breaking up or divorcing or getting cold feet. Maybe, it's the surprise and the pleasure to be reunited at the altar after a night separately, seeing the other one dressed for the event for the first time," Liz explained softly.
Well, that made sense if I thought about it.
"No! Don't even think," Edward said loudly, elbowing me.
"But it sounds reasonable."
"Nooo," he moaned. "You corrupted her!" he accused Liz. "I swear, I'm going to Vegas if anyone tries to interfere again."
I stroked his arm soothingly. "Not when we are so far away with the preparations."
"I can take you suit shopping," Ed suggested.
"Uh, thanks but…umm…" Edward looked at me and gulped. So he had a secret of his own. "Your dad wanted to go to Seattle and since Mom was busy…I said I'd drive him…and he had a fucking plan all along."
"Dad?" I asked surprised.
"Yes. Once in Seattle, he kept guiding me through the streets until we stopped in front of a mall and I thought nothing of it until I saw Emmett and Jasper there. Between the three of them, I was dragged inside and to some expensive stores with suits since I had made myself clear about tuxes."
"You bought a suit?" I asked shocked.
"They did. After trying different ones and I was about to kill them all, guess who comes into the store, smiling like the motherfucking cat that got the canary? Carlisle!" Edward shouted, raking his hand through his hair. "It all fell into place and I said 'no' more vehemently than before. Though no one listened," he mumbled. "I bought a suit, a new shirt and…don't fucking laugh, but they made me do it, a bowtie," he warned me.
"Where is it?" Ed asked after no one said anything for a few minutes.
"Back home. There was no reason to bring it all the way here only to take it back," Edward explained.
After finally leaving the kitchen, it was well after four in the afternoon and Liz and Ed decided to leave. We said goodbye and after closing the door, we burst in snickers.
"Oh, Jesus! That was interesting," Edward stated, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"You think?" I joked. "When I first heard you calling me, all I could think was 'don't let him come down here naked' because I know you so well, but what you said was worse."
"How could I know they were here? When I didn't see you in bed, I thought you were making breakfast or something then I thought of having you as breakfast on the table," he told me seriously, licking his lips. "That sounds good, actually."
"No, no, no. We have to refrain from any table activity. It's really weird. We have someone over and then…that table is where we eat!" I said sternly.
"Where I eat you," Edward agreed, nodding.
"No," I insisted.
With a sigh, he wrapped an arm around my shoulders stirring me to the living room. "So what would you like to do now?"
"How about a run? I haven't run in months, actually, I think it's almost a year since I last ran. At your house, that morning."
"Running sounds good. Let's change clothes."
Edward's back! And I had so much fun writing this chapter...I still laugh when I look over it.
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