[Disclaimer] Everything Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer

[A/N] I hope, some of you are still enjoying my little project here, and you'll like the new update. Thanks for taking the time to read my story. I appreciate it a lot.

**6**

The little one is so exhilarated about Alice being home again that it takes us forever to get him to sleep when it's bedtime.

Afterwards we sit in the kitchen, my lovely wife nibbling on a cold piece of the pizza we ordered earlier. I sip very slowly on the glass of wine in my hand, determined that tonight this has to be the only one. But the thing is that I'm tensed and drinking alcohol helps me to relax better.

"I missed you."

"I missed you more. It made me all miserable when you walked out on me." I tell her, taking another sip from the wine. Warmth is starting to fill my stomach and instinctively I reach for the bottle, pouring a bit more into my glass.

"You let me go." Alice whispers, carefully placing her doll-like hand on mine. "It hurt me that you would let me go."

"What was I supposed to do? How could I hold you back?"

"You just had to say the word. It wasn't that difficult. But please, let's not talk about this now. I'm so glad to be home again. I was miserable without you and the little one."

Pulling her on my lap, I let my lips wander down her jaw, sucking gently on the sensitive skin on her collarbone. I suck hard like I want to mark her irrevocably as mine.

"Should we take this upstairs?" I ask her, letting my hand move under her shirt.

She whimpers against my lips as I kiss her mouth and lift her up to carry her to our bedroom. It feels so good to have her back here. I missed her more than I have words.

"We don't have to," she tells me when she starts stroking down my chest, her fingertips fumbling clumsy with the buttons of my shirt. I place my hand around hers, cupping her cheek in my other one.

"I want to show you how much I want you. Let me. Okay?"

I push her carefully against the fluffy pillows on the bed and start undressing her teasingly slow. My fingers massage her feet, feather-lightly stroking up her calves and thighs. Then I lower my mouth to blow kisses right above the fabric of her thong. The tip of my tongue dips into her belly-button to taste the salty skin of her body. Fuck, I missed this so much. I missed her so much, all of her.

Moving my hands higher, I caress her breasts, turning their tips into hard nubs. When I close my lips around one of them a few seconds later she whimpers, fisting her hands into my hair to pull me even closer to her.

"My beautiful, beautiful, sexy wife," I murmur against the warm skin on her stomach. She moans as my hand finally glides between her legs again, my thumb rubbing over the fabric of her underwear. The material is moist against my fingers. She's wet and when I shove the fabric aside to touch her directly I can feel her essence dripping over my fingertips.

"Oh Bella, yes…oh fuck…"

My thumb circles over the pulsing pearl of her clit while I start thrusting first two, then three fingers inside of her as deeply as possible. Rotating them around I eventually find that sweet spot in her that makes her thighs shake as her release washes over her. In her lust, she's nothing but beautiful. I could watch her climax forever.

"I love you," she tells me breathlessly. "I love you. I love you."

I close my eyes as her hands cup my breasts through my shirt to massage them tenderly. My insides are warm, my clit a nervous pulse between my thighs that makes me instinctively rub myself against her bare thigh.

"Turn on your stomach," Alice whispers, her hands stroking down my spine.

I do what she tells me and close my eyes, enjoying how her fingers fumble my skirt up and my panties down my legs. Her touch is soft as she moves her warm palms over my backside, circling closer to the middle with ever movement.

"We still have that warming lube. Right?" she asks me, searching around in the nightstand. A moment later a bit of it trickles down the crack of my ass. Shivers go throughout me. My stomach is in a knot while one of her slick fingers starts gently to circle up and down.

"Am I doing this right? You still like it when I touch you here. Don't you?"

I moan, getting up on my knees so that her finger can finally reach the sensible puckered hole of my behind. I love it way too much when she's touching me here. It feels forbidden and yet so very natural and right at the same moment.

"Try to relax."

Her finger glides smoothly through the tight ring of muscles. While she starts thrusting it deeper in and out of me with every movement, her lips find my neck.

"Let go, Bella. Just let go. Let go."

Her other hand reaches around and very lightly she starts massaging my clit between two of her fingers. She's still so very careful when she's touching me here, like she's afraid I could accidentally break like a porcelain doll.

My eyes roll back in my head as she adds a second finger to the first one, scissoring them inside of my ass. I whimper against the pillow in front of my face and with a suffocated groan I come hard. My clit throbs, my muscles clench around her fingers as the spasms of my climax rock through my body. The feeling is overwhelming, raw and hungry. It brings tears to my eyes.

"Shit, did I hurt you? Oh honey, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry." Alice pulls me against her chest, kissing away some wetness from underneath my eyes.

I shake my head, assuring her huskily that she has not hurt me with her touch.

"I love you, baby." I mouth into her ear before sleep finally overpowers me.