Chapter 30: The Eve
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Chapter 30: The Eve
"Bella, I'm going to the grocery store! Where's the list you made?" Edward called up to me.
"On the counter, near the fridge," I yelled back. "Can you also pick up some decaf coffee too?"
"Anything else?"
"I don't think so. I'll text you if I remember anymore."
"I'll be back soon, love. I love you," Edward shouted.
"Oh, before you leave…can you get me gas for my car?" I asked as I sprinted to the kitchen.
Edward dangled my keys with a smirk. "Already on it, Bells," he said with a wink. "Half hour, hour tops. Love you."
"Love you, too," I said, standing on my tip toes kissing his soft lips. Edward grabbed my list and darted out the door. It was Christmas Eve and we were hosting our friends and family. I forgot several things and I made a list for Edward to get. He had worked an overnight shift and just got woke up from a brief nap. I felt bad that he wasn't really going to get very much sleep, but he insisted that we host Christmas Eve. We had this beautiful home and it was a shame to not share it with our families and friends. Alice, Jasper, Rose, Emmett, Jake, Ren, Angela and Ben were all coming over tonight for our party. I spent most of the morning scouring the house, making sure that everything was clean and sparkling. Edward was snoozing as I was cleaning. He told me to wake him up after two hours. He'd be fine for our party. I arched a brow in disbelief.
However, the dragging, exhausted man who walked in the door at 7:30 this morning was a different man at 10 after his nap. He had a spring in his step and his eyes had more life.
It had been a few days since the Christmas Ball. Edward was worried about me and my mental well-being. I scheduled an appointment with Michele and we agreed that I should meet with her more often until I get this feeling of inadequacy out of my system. Aro's words really cut me to the quick. I know that they weren't true, but I still absorbed them. I also apologized to Edward for my bitchy outburst. He said that he understood. I didn't negate the fact that I was colossal, mega bitch to him. Edward also apologized for his behavior, even though it was unnecessary. He let his professional mind overwhelm his emotional connection to me. He didn't realize how much I needed him to help me forget what Aro did to me. I explained to him that he was right. If he had attempted to make love to me, I probably wouldn't have been able to handle it.
While Edward was out at the store, I made several dishes that could be stored in the refrigerator. I also diced up some veggies and the cheese and sausage platter. I was nearly done when I looked at the clock. It was almost three and everyone was coming around five. When I asked Edward what he wanted for Christmas Eve, he was pretty flexible. I decided to keep it simple and made lasagna. I also made some homemade Italian gravy and meatballs. I was putting some finishing touches on the shrimp platter when Edward came in with his hands full with several bags.
"I swear, people are dumb," he grumbled. "Like insanely stupid. How hard is it to move your god damned cart out of the way when you're looking at something? And then when you need to get to where the cart is and you move it, they go fucking ape shit. Merry fucking Christmas to you, too, asshole."
"Um, are you okay, Edward?"
"Better now," he said, rubbing his hands through his hair. "Some elderly gentleman was blocking the entire aisle with is shopping cart and when I went to move it to get the croutons, he started wailing on me with his cane. He accused me of stealing his Oreos. So, I have no croutons. My shins wouldn't have survived from the attack from the Grinch."
"Sorry, baby," I frowned. "Do you want me to kiss it and make it better?"
"No," he pouted. "I'm just so frustrated with moronic, stupid, idiotic people. People without a fucking heart."
"Why am I guessing this is more than just the Grinch?"
"It is. You know we have the safe haven law here, right?" Edward asked.
"What's that?"
"If you have a baby and you are unable to care for it, you can leave the baby within the first week of life at a hospital, police station or fire station without repercussions," Edward said as he hopped on the counter.
"Oh, I didn't know that," I mused. "So, what does this have to do with the Grinch?"
"Well, last night, we had four babies unceremoniously dumped in the ER," Edward seethed. "Four newborns who will spend their first Christmases in a fucking hospital."
"I'm so sorry, Edward," I said as I took his hand in mine. "Perhaps tomorrow, before we go to Carlisle and Esme's, we can stop at the hospital and spend some time with the babies. And the other children who are stuck in the hospital for Christmas. We can pick up some inexpensive toys and wrap them up, acting like Santa's elves or something."
"You'd do that?" Edward whispered, his mossy green eyes holding my gaze.
"Of course, Edward. No one should be alone on Christmas," I answered. "If you finish putting together the appetizers, I'll run to Target and Walmart and get some toys, along with wrapping paper."
Edward reached into his pocket and fished out his wallet. He handed me a sleek black credit card. "For you, Bella," he smirked. I furrowed my brow and he pointed to the name. Bella Swan. "I added you to my credit card. So, buy the toys using this. I love you, my beautiful girl." He pulled me between his legs and his lips caressed mine as he tangled his fingers into my curled hair. "Are you sure about getting the presents?"
"No problem," I smiled against his mouth. "Put the lasagna in at 4, 350 degrees for two hours. I'll be back before it's supposed to come out. Your clothes are on the bed."
"You take such good care of me," he murmured, holding me tightly to his body with his legs and arms. "Let's just call everyone and tell them to not come. I want to spend time with my beautiful fiancée."
"Nope. We need the elves. AKA our friends to help wrap the presents. How much should I spend?" I asked as I removed myself from his hold.
"Um, five grand?" he suggested. "Toys, books, and anything else you think would work."
"You're talking to a teacher here. Books are number one," I teased as I put on my coat. "I'll be back soon, handsome."
"Love you, beautiful girl," he said as he crushed me into a passionate embrace. "So fucking lucky to have you."
"Hmmm…" I said against his soft lips. "Love you, baby."
I grabbed my purse and keys. I drove to Target and got a ton of toys, books, coloring books, markers, crayons and some clothes for the kids in the pediatric ward. I also picked up several Santa hats, wrapping paper and bows. I checked out and gulped visibly at the total. I handed over my new credit card and it went through without a problem. I signed the credit slip and drove home as quickly as I could. I breezed through the door and told Edward to get the bags out of my car. He was already in the clothes I laid out for him: a pair of dark, distressed jeans, red button down shirt with a tie I found in the back of his closet that had various Christmas pictures on it. It was kitschy, but cute. I was going to wear a pair of jeans and a horrible Christmas sweater that Mike's mom got me several years ago. I threw on my clothes and put on some makeup. I slipped on a pair of Birkenstock clogs and bounded downstairs.
"Jesus, Bells. Did you buy the entire toy department?" Edward laughed.
"What? I got a ton of stuff for the kids," I said. "I stayed within budget, Dr. Masen."
"Do you have the receipt?" Edward asked. I reached into my purse and handed it to him. "I'll see if I get the hospital to cover some of the cost of this. The rest we can write off as a charitable donation."
"Are you mad?" I squeaked.
"What? Hell no! Sorry. I just turned into hospital administrator there for a second. I'm just thrilled that you were willing to do this for kids you don't even know," he said, his cheeks turning a shade of pink. "You're going to be a great mom."
"Just like you're going to be a great dad," I said, my own blush creeping over my skin.
"Practice tonight?" Edward asked, waggling his brows.
"Yes!" I shrieked as I bounded into his arms. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist and he covered my face with kisses. He placed me on the counter and our kisses deepened. Edward's fingers moved under my hideous sweater and danced along my skin, underneath my red lacy bra. Merry Christmas, Dr. Masen. You'll LOVE your present.
The doorbell rang and Edward jumped away from me. "If that's Alice, I'm going to kick her pregnant, hormonal ass."
"Be nice, Edward," I chastised.
"She calls every fifteen minutes with a new complaint about her the changes her body is going through," Edward whined. "I do not have the miracle cure for stretch marks. I'm a doctor, not fucking shaman!" The doorbell rang again. Edward growled and he pulled away from me, adjusting his cock. "You are too fucking sexy. I'm all hot and bothered, hard as fucking rock."
"Jeez, swear much, Edward?" I teased.
"Sorry, I turn into a truck driver when I'm cranky," he grumbled. "Can you brew some of that demon drink?"
"Coffee?"
"Yeah, that shit," he said, kissing my lips. "Love your lips." He kissed my mouth three times quickly and he jogged to the door. I brewed some coffee for his crankiness and put out the appetizers. Edward ushered Angela, Ben, Jake and Ren into the family room. Angela ran over to me and gives me a warm hug. She then thrust a bottle of white wine into my hands. Ben kissed my cheek and he placed the ornately wrapped presents for our gift exchange onto the counter. Jake and Ren give Edward a hug. They did the same for me and again, I'm handed a bottle of expensive wine. A few moments later the doorbell rang again and I opened it. Alice, Jasper, Rose and Emmett were standing on the doorstep. I stood aside and they came in. Emmett picked up Rose, much to her chagrin. She mumbled about when she can actually walk again she's going to kick his ass.
Edward was lighting some candles around the house and the fireplace when I showed the rest of the group into the house. He kissed his sister's cheek and offered hugs all around. Edward only hesitated when he got to Emmett, who gave him a menacing glare. Rose smacked him from her perch on the couch and Emmett pulled Edward into a bear hug. I heard the bones crack in Edward's back from the kitchen. I grimaced and looked at Edward. He gave Emmett a smack saying not to break his old body. I tossed in some mini-quiches into the convection oven above the stove and checked on the lasagna.
I carried out the appetizers and served up drinks. Edward told me to sit, that I was doing too much. I rolled my eyes and plopped down next to Jake. Edward took over as host and bartender. We talked and laughed. Edward took out the lasagna when it rang, placing it on the stove for it to settle. He made the salad and began dishing out the gravy as I talked with my friends. Mike would have never done that. You would have been in the kitchen, slaving away, while Mike was being Mike.
"Bella?" Edward called. "Can you help with the lasagna?"
I nodded and got up from the couch. I saw that Edward got most of the dinner ready and on the dining room table. I cut the lasagna and walked it to the dining room. I began dishing out the lasagna into everyone's plates. Before everyone came in, Edward wrapped his arms around my waist. "I love you, Bella," he whispered. He gently cupped my cheek and kissed my lips. "Thank you for making such a delicious meal. You didn't have to and I appreciate it."
I felt tears prick behind my eyes. A few stray drops fell down my cheeks and I nuzzled Edward's chest, wrapping my arms around his waist. "Bella? What's wrong, love?"
"Thank you," I said meekly.
"For what?"
"For thanking me. I know I didn't have to do this, but I wanted to. However, never once did I get a word of appreciation from…" I trailed off.
"Bells, I appreciate everything you do for me. For us. For everybody. You have such an enormous heart. He's an asshole for not recognizing it and appreciating what he had. Now, I'm reaping the benefits," Edward smirked as he gently wiped my tears away. "His loss is my gain. Though he is a murderous, hateful letch. If I see him, I will be hard pressed to not hurt his disdainful ass. Two lives, innocent lives were lost at his hands. Almost a third with baby Emma. If he so much as breathes on you, Bella, he is a goner." Edward's green eyes flashed with anger and then with passion. "He won't take my love away from me."
"No, he won't," I whispered. "Let's get this dinner served and then wrap some presents for the kiddos."
"Dinner's ready," Edward yelled.
I covered my ears and smacked Edward in the chest. "Jesus! Can you be any louder?"
He laughed and kissed my nose. He went into the kitchen, grabbing the wine I'd chosen for the dinner. Our friends and family gathered in the dining room. We didn't have assigned seats. Everyone sat where they wanted. We put Alice and Rose on the ends of the table though. Alice because she needed to pee all the time and Rose because of her wheelchair. They both protested saying that Edward or I should sit there, as it was our house. We both rolled our eyes and retorted 'Whatever!'
"Okay, folks! In the McCarty household, we propose a toast on Christmas Eve," Emmett boomed. "Well, I'm assuming it happens in most households, but still…To our friends, family, loved ones and everyone in between, I wish you all a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. To our gracious hosts, thank you for opening your home to us and feeding us this delicious looking lasagna. Bella, if Edward doesn't marry you, I'm going to."
"Emmett!" Rose and Edward snapped. Edward glared and Rose smacked him upside the head.
"Rose, I love you but you can't cook," Emmett guffawed.
"But I can bake, you ass," she grumbled. "If you want my better than sex cake again, you better behave yourself, McCarty."
"Emmett, I won't marry you because you act too much like a sibling and not like…yeah…"I replied with a shudder. "Ew."
"Good," Rose and Edward retorted. Edward leaned over and kissed me. Rose, again, smacked Emmett. He groaned and rubbed his head.
"Well, let's not let the food get cold. Dig in!" I said with a smile. We all tucked into our food and it was silent around the table, save for the groans of happiness. Mostly from the guys. Emmett inhaled his slice of lasagna and eagerly asked for another. Thank goodness I cooked two full pans. Ren and Jake also ate several slices. They proclaimed to be 'growing boys.' Angela teased them that they would be growing in the middle if they kept up with all of the food. Jake tossed his napkin at Angela and she stuck her tongue out at him. Even Edward, who was usually pretty health conscious, had several servings. He sat back in his chair and rubbed his belly, like a pregnant woman.
"So full," he groaned. "But so good."
"Need to undo your jeans, Masen," I teased, poking him in the belly.
"Don't do that unless you want me to puke on you," he teased. "You are an amazing cook. I'm so going to be huge."
"Sure, Dr. Six-Pack," I snickered.
"Every pound that Alice put on in her pregnancy, so have I," Jasper proclaimed proudly.
"And you still look like a string bean," Rose sighed. "Men suck. We get the huge baby belly and men…"
"Have to deal with prostate checks, back hair, male patterned baldness…" Edward reasoned. "Trust me, I rather enjoy women. You are all so soft and I don't know about the other guys, but seeing a pregnant woman does something to me. Rawr."
I looked at Edward like he had a third eyeball. Alice snickered and the rest of the table broke into laughter.
"Edward, that's just weird," Emmett said.
"No, it's not," Jasper said. "Alice is the most gorgeous now. And she's pregnant with our little peanut."
Edward blushed and he rested his hand lovingly on my belly. You can't really call it flat, but it was flatter than Alice's. He kissed my temple and pulled my chair closer to his. "Love you, beautiful girl," he whispered against my hair. I leaned up and captured Edward's soft lips with mine.
"Argh! Get a fucking room," Rose bellowed. I flipped her off while Edward grumbled. We broke apart and I could see Alice bouncing in her seat, Jasper trying to calm her and the rest of our family and friends making various faces of disgust, awe and everything in between.
"Speaking of babies and children," I began.
"You're pregnant," Alice chirped.
"No, Alice. I'm not pregnant," I sighed, rolling my eyes.
"Yet. We're not pregnant yet," Edward clarified.
"Jeez! You all have babies on the brain! Anyhow, Edward told me about some unfortunate infants that were dropped off at the ER last night. I got a bunch of toys and books to bring to Craven tomorrow. They need to be wrapped and that's where you all come in," I said. "Want to be Santa's Elves?"
"Hells yeah!" Emmett boomed. "When are we going?"
"Let's meet at Craven at ten in the morning," Edward said. "Check in the main entrance. I'll make arrangements for everyone."
"Wear something Christmas-y," I said. "I got hats. Santa hats."
"Cute," Alice said with a squeal. "Who's going to be Santa, the man himself?"
"Um," I stuttered. "Never really went that far. I just got the presents."
"Edward, you'd look good in a Santa suit," Alice chirped.
"Too skinny, Elf. I am definitely not wearing a pillow on my belly," Edward laughed. "Also, me with facial hair? Not a pretty sight."
"It's fake facial hair, Edward," Alice groaned.
"No, Alice. Emmett would be a kick ass Santa," Edward said with a snort. "He's got the twinkling eyes and everything."
"Are you just flirting with me, Edward?" Emmett asked as he puckered his lips toward Edward. "I know I'm fifty shades of hot. Come on, kiss me. You know you want to."
"Emmett, I think I just threw up in my mouth a little bit," Edward said, his pale skin blanching.
"Come here, you big lug," Emmett boomed as he grabbed Edward's face, pressing a kiss to his mouth. Edward's eyes grew large and he pushed Emmett away. Jake and Ren broke into laughter. Edward burrowed his nose into my hair, whimpering quietly. "Not bad, Edwardo. Soft, supple. Almost like a woman's lips."
"Emmett, I can't believe you did that. To my boss!" Ren snorted.
"You speak one word of this and you're midnights for a month," Edward said.
"Got it, Boss man," Ren said with a salute. "Anyhow, I'll be Santa. I did it when I had my peds rotation in medical school. I loved the kiddos. So cute. Do we have the costume?"
"I do!" Alice said. "I had to get it for a show and it's stored at the townhouse. I'll bring it tomorrow."
"Okay," I said. "Guys, can you handle dish detail while we set up the 'gift station?'"
"We're on it, Bells," Jasper said as he stood up with an armful of dishes. The guys gathered the dishes and with the help of Angela and Alice, I divided up the presents. The more regular presents would be wrapped by the guys and we'd handle the oddly shaped ones. I saw the presents that were wrapped under our tree. Edward could stitch someone up with his eyes closed, but wrapping presents obviously was not his strong suit. He told me that he wanted to make an effort. He usually just got gift bags, but he needed to try. I told him to stick with gift bags.
We started wrapping while the dishes were being washed. After about forty-five minutes, the guys came and started working on their piles. I relegated Edward to the piano. He frowned and I pointed to our Christmas tree and the presents he had wrapped. He pulled me into an embrace and blew a raspberry into my cheek. I shrieked and laughed. After his little 'tantrum,' Edward plopped down at the piano. He played some jazzy arrangements of Christmas carols. He and Alice sang while we worked. We managed to wrap all of the presents and loaded them into my car before we did our own gift exchange.
Each person was given another member of our group and we had to buy a gift for them that was no more than $100. I got Jasper. With Alice's help, I managed to get Jasper some funny presents. I worked off his drunken antics for his gift. I got him a large bottle of Jack Daniels, his poison of choice. I also got him some really bad 'toilet' books and a jumbo package of adult diapers. I also found cologne that was called 'Eau de Fart,' and I snickered as I wrapped that one.
We all sat around in the living room. I sat on the floor, leaning against Edward's legs by the piano. He idly played with my hair as the gifts were distributed. "So, who goes first?" Jake asked.
"The person who's birthday is closest to Christmas," Alice answered.
"Oh, that must be me!" Emmett said. "December 21st." Jake reached behind and handed Emmett his present. "From you, Black?"
"Yep. Enjoy it," Jake smiled. Emmett tore into his present and he got tickets to his favorite college basketball team on New Year's Day. He bounced in his chair and gave Jake a high five. The next person who got to open a present was Rose. Jasper handed her his present and he got her a day of beauty at Elite Essence Spa. It included a haircut, dye, make up and facial. Rose blushed and thanked him. Ren was next. Alice got him a gift card to the local mall. When Jasper was up, I handed him his present. He eyed me warily. I grinned like the Chesire cat. Jasper opened his presents. He thanked me for the Jack Daniels. He then blushed when he opened the books. He wanted to die when he got to the cologne and the diapers. Edward nearly fell off the piano bench when he saw the final present. Jasper threw the diapers at Edward and growled.
Edward got his present next and it was from Rosalie. She had no idea what to get him. Hell, I had no idea what to get him. His present caused me a great amount of grief, but I hoped he would like it. I suggested to Rose that Edward loved music. She ended up getting him guitar lessons. Edward arched a brow and said he didn't have a guitar. Yet. Rose smiled and said all would be revealed on Christmas day.
I was the last person to open their present. Surprise, surprise, Edward got my name. He handed me a small gift bag with a smirk. I opened up the bag and inside was a box. Inside was a bracelet with several charms. Edward slid onto the floor and put it on my wrist. He explained what each of the charms meant. "The bracelet has five charms, but we're going to add to it. The apple is obviously because you're a teacher. The stethoscope is for me. The drama faces are for your drama directing. The blue stone is a sapphire, for your birthstone. The other stone is an Alexandrite, which is my birthstone."
"I thought June had the pearl," I whispered.
"It does, but Alexandrite is so much more interesting," Edward said, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.
"This is more than $100," I chastised.
"Technically yes, but I'm making up for lost time," Edward said as he kissed my lips, pulling me into his lap. "Do you like it?"
"I love it, Edward," I said, lightly rubbing my fingers over the charms. I leaned back and whispered in his ear, " I hope the next charm is a pacifier."
"We'll work on that tonight," he purred in my ear. "To have our child be conceived on Christmas eve would be perfect."
"Hey, Jazz. I'm tired. We have to get up early because of our excursion to the hospital," Alice said. "Let's go home and have some wild monkey sex."
"Alice!" Edward said, breaking the spell that was cast between us.
"What? I'm horny," she said with a shrug.
"But we all don't need to know about it," Rose said, tossing a piece of wrapping paper at her direction. "I'm horny too, but yeah…"
"Rose, I've offered," Emmett whined.
"I know. I just feel so unappealing with this," she snorted, pointing to her legs.
"Rose, you can be intimate with Emmett. Just be cognizant of your injuries," Edward explained gently. "No 'wild monkey sex,' as my darling sister just so aptly described it."
"Anyhoo…" Alice sang. "We're off. Help me up, Jasper." Jasper reached for Alice's hands and he heaved her off the couch. Edward got up and grabbed their coats. Angela and Ben left with them.
Emmett, Rose, Jake and Ren hung out for a little while longer. They nibbled on some cookies that Rose had brought. We had moved from the living room to the family room. Edward was laying on the floor with his head in my lap. His eyes were closed and he was snoring softly.
"Hey Bella?" Rose asked.
"What's up, Rose?" I replied, running my fingers through Edward soft hair.
"I'm happy for you," she said simply. "You and Edward are so happy. So much in love."
"Just like you and Emmett," I smiled.
"Damn right, Rosie," Emmett barked as he pulled Rose into his lap. "We're happy and in love."
"Well, you're happy. I'm working on happy," Rose sighed. "I'll be happy when I can walk like a normal human being again."
"Soon, Rosie. You'll be able to walk soon. Your PT said that you're making remarkable progress," Emmett said as he caressed her cheek.
"Rose, your legs sustained significant damage. It's going to take time to heal. I know that it's not what you want to hear, but it's the truth," Ren said as he laced his fingers with Jake's.
"I'm just worried about my scars and nerve function. I can't feel the bottom of my left foot at all. It's so weird to walk," Rose said.
"Scars are a sad side effect of burns. As is nerve damage. You just need to be extra cautious. I'm certain you will be fine," Ren sympathized. "We're going to get going. This one is drooling on my shoulder." Ren bopped his shoulder and Jake's eyes went wide.
"I'm awake," he groaned.
"Sure, love," Ren laughed. "Let's get back to your apartment, sleepy boy."
"You're driving," Jake mumbled. "See you guys tomorrow at Craven."
"Bye, Jake. Bye, Ren. I'd get up, but I have my own sleepy boy on my lap," I said.
They both leaned down and kissed my cheek before they left. Emmett and Rose decided to leave after Ren and Jake. I slipped out from Edward's head and placed a pillow under his face. He moaned and wrapped his arms around the pillow as I let Emmett and Rose out of the house. I went around the house and turned off the Christmas lights. Edward was curled around the pillow in front of the fireplace. He looked so peaceful, so tranquil. I knelt down in front of Edward, brushing a wayward hair off his forehead. His eyes fluttered open and he looked around the room. "Where'd everybody go?"
"They went home. As soon as you put your head in my lap, you were down for the count," I snickered. "You should have slept some more, handsome."
"I'm sorry," he said, pouting his lip out. "I didn't mean to fall asleep."
"I know. You needed it. Your bags had bags," I joked as I traced my finger under his eyes.
"Well, I'm awake now," he said, licking his lips. He pulled me over his body, straddling my legs around his hips. He reached up my back and pulled me down to his mouth and kissed my lips. I moaned and anchored my hands around his head. His fingertips danced along my spine as they moved down to the hem of my horrendous sweater. "Where did you get this?"
"Mike's mom. She thought she was being fashionable," I giggled. "I only wear it on Christmas, obviously. I match your tie."
"Yes, I see that. Where did you find my tie?"
"Hanging in the back of your closet," I mumbled as I kissed down his jaw, nibbling along the soft skin behind his ear. He moaned and his hands moved to my ass. "I have no idea why you have it, but it works."
"I think it was from high school or college. I don't remember. It was a gag gift," Edward said as he reached for the hem of my sweater. "This needs to go." He pulled my sweater up off my body and revealed my red lacy bra that left little to the imagination. "Much better," he growled. He sat up and sucked on my neck, kissing down my torso. He latched my legs around his waist and he got up, with me holding on to him. I squeaked as I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck. "I won't drop you. I promise," he said as he carried me to the couch, plopping down gracefully. I undid his tie, flinging it over my shoulder. The fire from the fireplace was dancing across the walls and it cast an amber glow to the family room. The rest of the lights were off, except for the small Christmas tree we had in the corner of the room.
"I love you, Edward," I whispered.
"I love you more, my Bella," Edward smiled. As he spoke, the grandfather clock in the foyer chimed and Edward's face broke into a wider grin. "It's Christmas. Our first Christmas."
"Make love to me on Christmas," I said, tracing his lower lip with my thumb.
"Gladly, my beautiful girl," he muttered as he caressed his lips with mine. As his mouth moved with mine, I deftly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his toned, muscular chest underneath. He shrugged out of the shirt and it was tossed carelessly onto the floor. My fingers ran over his abdomen. I could feel the muscles ripple underneath his smooth skin. My thumbs reached his nipples and I grazed them over his chest. He groaned and his hands tangled into my hair. "What you do to me," he moaned.
"Doesn't hold a candle to what you do to me," I purred. "I'm so wet for you, Edward." I stood up from his lap and reached for the button of my jeans. I slowly slid them down my legs and kicked them away. I was in front of Edward in nothing but a pair of red thong panties and a matching red bra. I ran my hands over my belly, gliding them down to my lace covered core. "So wet."
"Fuck." Edward leaned forward and he pulled me closer to his body. I was still standing in between his legs. His tongue and mouth moved along my torso. My hands took purchase in his soft hair and I threw my head back. His own fingers danced along my legs. His hands moved to my inner thighs and I could feel myself grow more aroused. His thumb lightly brushed over my clit. I groaned as he played with me over my thong. "Christ, baby. You're soaked," he mumbled against my skin, looking up at me. I arched a brow and slipped my hand into my panties to feel for myself. I had never been this brazen before and it felt liberating to show my sexuality with another person. Edward looked at my hand and his breath hitched. "Holy hell," he moaned. He reached behind and pulled down a throw blanket. He eased me onto the blanket and he pulled down my panties. "Show me. Show me what makes you come."
"You," I answered simply. I spread my legs and circled my finger around my clit. "You make me come. You turn me on. You make this wet," I whispered as I took my soaked finger and traced his lips with it. He took the finger between his teeth and sucked on it. I took it away and brought it back to my clit. "Does this turn you on? Seeing me play with myself?"
"Fuck, yes," Edward said as he divested himself of his jeans and boxers. His cock was standing at attention. I licked my lips and grinned seductively. Edward caught on quickly and he gently pumped his arousal. "Are you turned on as you see me play with my dick, Bella?"
"Oh, yeah. But I'd rather that dick be in me," I cooed. "So big. So perfect."
"Goddamn it," he breathed. He reached for me and I straddled his waist. "I need you, Bella." His evergreen eyes beseeching me and I smirked. I coated my hand with my own arousal and stroked his hardened length. "Please? Let me love you."
How can I refuse that?
I kissed his lips, my tongue plunging into his mouth as I lowered myself onto his cock. Edward groaned as he felt my warmth envelope his body. I rocked against his body and he slid in and out of my core. "You feel amazing, Bella," he whispered against my mouth. "You were made for me."
"Only you, Edward," I murmured back huskily. Our mouths moved in tandem. Edward's hands were gently caressing my breasts, toying with the pebbled nipples under the red bra. My fingers were fisted in his hair, tugging on the coppery strands. I removed my mouth from his and nipped at his earlobe. Edward groans grew louder and his hands moved to my hips, guiding me faster over his cock. "I love you, Edward."
"I adore you, Bella," he said, looking into my eyes. "For the rest of my days, I'll adore you. Love you. Cherish you."
I bit back tears and I stared into his jade depths. I never doubted his words. His actions were loving and I felt so complete with him. I never wanted to be apart from him. I could feel my body react and I was close. His confession, his words of love and adoration brought me closer to the brink. "Edward," I moaned. My eyes fluttered shut and he pressed a kiss to my neck, tracing his lips down to my collarbone.
"I promise you, baby, that I will always show you how special you are," Edward murmured. "You are my life. My love. My fiancée. Soon to be my wife. The mother of my children. I love you. All of you."
"Oh, god," I moaned as my muscles clamped down around Edward's cock. His sweet, perfect words caused me to come and come hard. My eyes squeezed shut and I wrapped my arms tightly around Edward's neck, breathing down his throat in erratic pants. My release triggered his and his lips crashed against mine as he spilled into me. His lips softened and his kisses were soft and tender. He pulled away, gently touching my cheeks and running his finger tips down my body. "I love you, Edward. And you do have a way with words," I teased. "I have never climaxed from words before and I thoroughly enjoyed it."
"I enjoyed telling them to you," he smirked as he kissed my lips chastely. Then he yawned.
"Okay, Dr. Masen. We have some sick kids to see today for Christmas. You're tired," I said.
"You drained me, woman. But I just can't get enough of you," he smiled. "This," he said as he wiggled his hips, "is my favorite spot in the whole world to be. I never want to leave."
"I think our bosses might have an issue with us being connected intimately," I smiled.
"Minor technicalities," he scoffed. "Doesn't mean that I don't have to like it."
"Bed, Edward. Let's go to bed and perhaps we can have round two?"
"Really?"
"Yes, really," I said dryly. I got up from his lap, causing his cock to slip out of my folds. He frowned and I picked up our clothes. "Come on, Dr. McFuckme. Live up to your name." Edward hopped up from the couch, throwing me over his shoulder and we made it up to our bedroom in record time. Suffice it to say, we round two, three and four.
My poor cooter…
A/N: I promised lemonade and I gave you lemonade. Was it sweet enough for you? Leave me love!