Author Note: Thank you for the great response to this story so far! The last few chapters seem to be down a bit in terms of the number of readers, so hopefully everyone will be recovered from the holidays and able to catch up soon!
Thanks again to moosals for pre-reading. Stephenie Meyer owns all characters.
Chapter 35 – Skin Trade
A slow smile spreads across my face as Edward's words sink in: we can be as loud as we want. "Oh?" I ask, one eyebrow raised.
"Un-unless you don't want to."
Stepping closer, I twine my arms around his neck. "I definitely want to," I reply, before kissing him hard.
"Da!" Masen yells, and I reluctantly pull back from Edward. Masen has his face smashed up again the door to the balcony as he stares outside.
"You want to go out, buddy? You'll have to stay with Bella or me, all right?" Edward walks across the room, opening the door, then takes Masen's hand as they step outside.
I follow them onto the balcony, marveling at the bay view. "This room must've cost a fortune."
"All worth it," he smiles.
I stay out on the balcony with Masen while Edward changes into more casual clothes. Once he's ready, he takes care of Masen's diaper and then we head out to Pier 39. Masen just loves the dozens — maybe hundreds — of noisy sea lions that hang out by the pier. We walk all along the water before choosing one of the many, many seafood restaurants for dinner.
After dinner, we find the nearest iconic cable car for a trip to the Powell Station, before coming back toward our hotel. Masen thinks it's the coolest thing in the world. Truth be told, I think it's pretty cool, too.
It's long past Masen's usual bedtime when we get back to the hotel. Edward gets him ready for bed, while I try to build a playlist for tonight on my iPhone. Despite having a door between us and Masen, I think a little music will help to keep him from overhearing anything he shouldn't.
I look up at Edward and smile when he comes out of the bathroom with Masen. He always looks hot in a t-shirt, but it's the look on his face that really gets me — he's looking forward to tonight as well.
Once Masen is down for the night in the crib, Edward steps back into the bedroom, closing the door behind him. The look on his face is one of a predator facing his prey.
"Let's take a bath," he suggests.
"I like the way you think," I grin, setting my phone down. There's a huge whirlpool tub in the bathroom.
I follow him into the bathroom, looking around while he starts the water running. "I wish they had candles," I complain. When I realize the light switch has a dimmer, I turn it down to the perfect brightness to fit the mood.
"Probably a fire hazard in this old building," he laughs. Satisfied with the water temperature, Edward straightens up, walking over to me. Staring into my eyes, he grasps the bottom hem of my shirt. As he lifts it up, I raise my arms until he's pulled it over my head. Tossing my shirt aside, he traces along the top of my bra with one finger, and I can feel my heartrate speed up.
Reaching behind my back, Edward unhooks my bra, then slowly pulls the straps down my arms, dropping it on the floor. He gently reaches out for both of my breasts, holding their weight in his palms while his thumbs tease my nipples.
Peeking over at the tub, he shuts off the water, then spoils my fun by pulling his shirt over his head without my help.
"I wanted to do that," I pout.
"Sorry," he laughs, reaching for the button on his jeans. I try not to drool as Edward's pants and boxers come off. His cock is semi-hard and… very impressive. I really only saw it briefly the first time we were together.
Once I'm through staring, I take my own pants off then take Edward's hand when he reaches out for me. I step closer, wrapping my arms around his neck. I'm not sure which one of us moves first, but suddenly we're exchanging deep kisses as Edward's hands squeeze my backside.
"The water's gonna get cold," he says against my lips, and I reluctantly let go of him. He climbs into the tub first, and then I follow, sitting between his outstretched legs. There's plenty of room in here for both of us. I let out a deep breath when he turns on the whirlpool jets.
I lean my head back against Edward's shoulder and he wraps his arms around me. We stay like that for several minutes, just relaxing, until I can't stand to not be touching him. Turning my head, I search out his lips again. His hands on my torso shift, fingers pulling and twisting at my nipples until I feel they could cut glass. I whimper when his left hand leaves my breast, sliding down my stomach until he's touching exactly where I need him.
Not slowing the movement of his fingers, Edward brings his other hand up to touch my face as he pulls his lips away from mine. I suck his finger into my mouth, loving the look of lust on his face.
"I need you to touch me," he whispers. "I'm going to come embarrassingly fast if I don't…" He trails off, but I get his point — after so many months, he needs to come before we have sex or it'll be over almost before it starts.
Getting up to my knees, I turn around, sitting on Edward's thighs. I place my hands on his shoulders, then slowly drag them down his chest and stomach. He sucks in a breath when I wrap my hand around his hard cock.
Edward grasps the back of my neck, pulling me closer for a kiss, as I slowly jack him off. It would be so easy to just position his cock and slide down on it, but I know he doesn't want our second "first time" to be a quickie in the bathtub.
"Fuck," he groans, throwing his head back. I lick along his jaw, loving the sounds of his pleasure. Letting my other hand join in, I massage his lower stomach and balls, then use both hands on his cock.
"I'm so close," he pants, and I speed up my efforts, absolutely loving the look on his face when he comes.
He lets out a breath, resting his head on my shoulder, as I stroke my hands up and down his back.
"Are you all right?" I whisper.
He lifts his head, nodding, and I can't resist kissing him, until I realize the mess we've probably made in the water.
"Should we take this into the bedroom?" I suggest, and he nods his agreement, reaching over to shut off the jets. Standing, I take one of the fluffy towels, then step out onto the bathmat.
Once we're both dry and the tub is draining, Edward takes my hand and leads me to the bed. I pick up my phone and set it into the clock-radio docking station, touching the screen until my playlist starts.
"Mood music?" he asks, smiling as he lies on the bed watching me.
"And to cover any noises we might make," I shrug. I lie down on the bed, and Edward rolls on top of me. He takes my lips in his, kissing me until I think I'm going to lose my mind.
"I love the way you kiss," I moan as his lips begin their path down to my breasts. "And I love that," I add when he takes one pebbled nipple into his mouth. I can feel his smile against my skin. It's on the tip of my tongue to tell him that I love him, too, but I'm not sure how he'd feel about that right now.
Once he's thoroughly enjoyed my breasts, Edward begins placing kisses down my stomach. He gently spreads my legs, running two fingers along my slit before pressing them inside.
"Do you want my mouth on you, Bella?" he asks teasingly, his mouth so close that I can feel his warm breaths.
I whimper when he doesn't wait for my agreement before taking a long lick between my legs. His tongue probes and licks and generally drives me crazy, while his fingers slide in and out of my entrance. Oh, he knows how to please a woman.
Grasping the sheets, I throw my head back, giving in to the intense pleasure. "Oh God!" I scream as the waves of my orgasm crash over me again and again. Edward never misses a beat though, continuing his ministrations as I try to catch my breath.
Finally he slows down, looking up at me with a grin, his fingers still inside me. "That was so beautiful, watching you come. Are you ready for me now?"
"Bring it on," I pant.
Smiling, he pulls his fingers out, then grasps his hard cock in his hand. I spread my legs wider, inviting him in. My eyes nearly roll back in my head as his cock slowly pushes inside. As he leans in closer, I wrap my arms and legs around him, anchoring him to me.
Edward stops once he's all the way in, and we gaze into each other's eyes. I'm sure that my eyes are screaming out my love for him so blatantly that he must be able to see it.
"You feel so fucking good," he whispers. "Can I move?"
I nod, unable to speak, moaning in pleasure as he pulls nearly all the way out before pushing in again. He increases his pace with each thrust, dropping kisses all along my collarbone.
Grasping my hands, he holds them up above my head, his thrusts coming faster and harder until I'm screaming and shaking through my second orgasm of the night.
"Oh fuck… so tight…" he pants, his thrusts becoming erratic until he freezes, coming deep inside me.
Edward collapses on top of me, breathing as hard as I am. I lazily bring my hand up, scratching my fingers through his hair. "Edward?" I whisper, waiting until he's lifted his head before I continue. "I love you.
"You don't have to say it back," I continue when he just stares at me. "I know you're not there yet, but… I just want you to know that I'm all in. What we just did… I want that and so much more with you, whenever you're ready."
"Thank you… for not pushing," he says, rolling off of me.
I smile at him, sliding out of bed. "I need to go clean up."
I go through my nightly routine in the bathroom, then pick up my panties from the floor. When I'm done, I step out to Edward watching my every move.
"Don't put those on," he says, as I start rummaging through my bag for my pajamas. "I want to feel you against me."
"All right," I smile, walking over to the bed. I turn off the music, climbing into bed as Edward takes his turn in the bathroom. He comes back out in just his boxers, sliding under the sheets and pulling me into his warm chest.
"Are you doing OK?" I ask quietly. He seems to be, but I need to be sure.
"I'm more than OK, I promise." He kisses me softly, and I lay my head on his chest.
The night is full of sexy dreams of what I want to do with Edward when we wake up. Perhaps I could pull his cock out of his boxers for a morning blowjob, or maybe just slide down onto him as I wanted to do last night.
Alas, my dreams and my sleep are shattered by a loud cry from the other room.
Groaning, Edward gets up to go check on his son. It's late enough that the sun is up, so I reluctantly sit up in bed, making sure my naked breasts are covered by the sheet.
"He needs changing," Edward announces unnecessarily, carrying his son into the bathroom. I stay in my place until they come out again.
"Do you want to shower and get ready? I can start packing up."
"Sure," I agree. He takes Masen out of the bedroom, so I get out of bed and find some clothes for the day.
After my shower, it's my turn to keep an eye on Masen while I dry my hair and Edward showers. He really wants to go out on the balcony again, but I can't take the blow dryer out there! I also need to pack up my suitcase.
A quick check of the weather app on my phone shows that it's much cooler than yesterday, so we find jackets to put on, then bring our luggage downstairs to check out, leaving our bags with the bellhop.
The maps app tells me there's a diner just one block over, so we decide to get breakfast there. We heed our waitress's warning that the portions are huge and just let Masen eat a sampling from our plates. It turns out to be a good decision, as there's no way I could finish my Belgian waffle covered in fresh fruit by myself. At least we've discovered that Masen loves strawberries.
After breakfast, we visit Aquatic Park to let Masen run off some steam. He'll be cooped up in a plane or car for most of the day. There's no playground, unfortunately, but the park is right along the water and has a small beach. He has a great time anyway.
Edward and I hold hands the entire time, probably annoying others with our PDA, but I really don't care since I'll never see any of these people again.
We pass on the Maritime Museum and instead stop in at the Ghirardelli Ice Cream & Chocolate Shop. At least it's been about two hours now since breakfast — and there's always room for ice cream. I devour my caramel and hot fudge sundae, while Edward shares some of his humongous banana split with Masen. Of course, Masen hopped up on sugar is exactly what we need this afternoon.
"You've got some chocolate right here," Edward says, pointing to a spot just below his lip. I wipe at my lip but apparently miss the right spot. "I'll help," he suggests, licking the chocolate up with his tongue. We kiss for a few moments once he's finished. How long until I can be alone with him again?
We head back to the hotel to pick up our bags, and Edward calls for an Uber on his phone to take us to the airport. There's of course no such thing in Forks, but he's had the app since he lived in Chicago. Luckily, he can request a vehicle with a car seat for Masen.
Once we get Masen strapped in, it's off to the San Francisco airport. We check our bags and navigate the security line, then try to keep Masen entertained while we wait for our flight to board.
After the flight, we take the parking shuttle to Edward's car and begin the four-hour drive home, stopping at a fast food place for dinner before we leave the Seattle area.
As we get closer to Forks, I send a text to Leah to let her know I'll be home soon. She's been babysitting Sandy while I was away. I'd initially asked Alice to do it, but since Leah adopted Sandy's brother and sister, I thought she might enjoy going to "kitten daycare" for a week and hanging with her litter mates.
"Are you coming over?" Edward asks as he turns onto our street, rubbing his hand on my thigh. "Masen should be asleep soon." I peek into the backseat, where he's barely keeping his eyes open now. It's after 9pm, so he's usually in bed by this time.
"Let me unpack and wait for Leah to drop off Sandy, and then I'll come over," I suggest. I know exactly what he has in mind, and I'm not the slightest bit opposed to the idea. Having my boyfriend living right next door is going to very convenient.
A/N: There you go, their second first time, and Bella finally told Edward that she loves him! He isn't ready to say it back yet, however. And since someone asked last chapter, yes he's still wearing his wedding ring. He has no hesitations about being with Bella, however.
Masen interrupted Bella's morning plans for sexy times… pretty typical with a toddler, I think!
Next update on Thursday!