[Disclaimer] Everything Twilight belongs to Mrs. Stephenie Meyer

[A/N] Welcome back my lovely readers to a brand new episode of WTHN. This update is completely drama-free (don't be disappointed now; you all know that there is plenty, plenty of it to come in the next ones). I just felt that Bella and Ali needed a little break from it now.

The chapter is dedicated to Brighton Early for remembering me that I totally forget about the tattoo thing. Hope you'll enjoy.

*Lemon Alert in this one – as usual don't like/don't read.

**Chapter 96**

I awoke much too soon for my liking by the feeling of soft butterfly wing like kisses all over my underbelly. The baby kicked inside of me and my hands automatically reached down to touch the messy curls of my beautiful wife's hair.

"Morning," I whispered tiredly.

Ali planted a last kiss right underneath my belly button before she kissed a trail up my body.

"Morning to you too, my wife; seems like our little nudger is already awake too."

"Because you woke up both of us with your kisses," I mumbled against her velvety lips before I nudged mine against hers.

"I'm sorry about that." She whispered back, caressing my face in feather light movements. My fingertips caressed the exposed skin on her neck before I slowly moved them down her back in small circles.

"Are you hungry?" she asked me, placing a tray filled with all kinds of delicious food on my lap.

"That's a rhetorical question isn't it? I am…I mean we are always hungry."

And I'm probably going to look like a whale because of it in a few weeks…

"Do you want tea or hot chocolate?"

"How about coffee?"

She shook her head.

"That's not good for the two of you. Dr. O'Hara says you shouldn't have any caffeine at all. That's bad for your blood pressure issues."

"Hmm, probably,"

She handed me a cup with hot chocolate and I dipped the end of a croissant into the steaming hot liquid before I nibbled on it.

"What time is it?" I asked her sipping carefully on my drink, enjoying how the sweetness of it poured down my throat.

"About half past eleven,"

"What? It's already that late? Why didn't you wake me up sooner? I can't spend the entire day here in bed."

"Firstly, I really like watching you when you are asleep. It's quite fascinating and secondly, you are supposed to rest as much as possible."

She picked up a small piece of orange and put it to my mouth.

"The little nudger needs some more vitamins and you too."

I swallowed the piece of fruit and took another one between my fingers to feed it to my pixie-like wife.

"It's so cute how you care about me and the baby."

"I love you." she whispered, tenderly stroking over my abdomen. The baby kicked against her palm and a bright smile flashed over her face, making her caramel eyes sparkle like liquid amber.

"It's not hurting you when the baby kicks so much is it?"

I quickly shook my head and took her hand in mine to plant kisses all over her knuckles.

"No, it doesn't. Don't worry about that."

She stood up from the bed and pulled an envelope out of her handbag.

"Lilly's teacher gave that to me. She says that you need to sign it."

"Please tell me that she didn't get detention again. Jeez, I really need to make sure that she stays away from that little witch child."

"She didn't get detention and I honestly think that Jane is good for Lilly. She needs to learn to defend herself."

"By hitting other children? I don't want her to do that."

"Rosie says that it's normal for little kids to test their borders."

I nodded my head and read through the letter Lilly's teacher had written to me. It basically was a pointless rambling, suggesting politely that I should make sure such a thing like that with the pencil didn't happen again. Damn it, this woman managed to piss me off without even being in the same room with me.

"Why didn't you sign this piece of nonsense here when she gave it to you?"

"She didn't want me to."

Ali cleared her throat nervously before she continued, trying to keep her voice calm.

"You know that I don't have custody for Lilly. She's just my niece…well, at least technically."

I cupped her face between my hands and pressed my lips against hers. The tip of her tongue licked over my upper lip until I parted my mouth enough to let her slip between my lips.

The sweetness of the hot chocolate mixed with the slight tartness of the tea she had sipped on moments ago.

My hand moved under the hem of her shirt and circled over the skin on her flat stomach. I pulled her shirt over her head and caressed each inch of her beautiful pearly-white skin with my fingertips.

"You are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life." I whispered softly before I leaned forward to kiss the lily blossoms on her left hipbone.

My tongue darted out and moved over the ruby red color until it reached the words that were written right underneath the flowers.

*Les seuls beaux yeux sont ceux qui vous regardent avec tendresse*

I realized that she had never told me what the inscription meant. Was it a memory of one of her previous lovers? The thought almost instantly sent an unpleasant wave of jealousy straight through my heart. God, Bella, stop thinking like that. Ali loves you. You and only you – whether you deserve her love or not.

"Bella?"

"Hmm,"

"What are you thinking?"

I cleared my throat and moved my fingertips over the delicate letters that had been carved into her skin several years ago. At a time when neither one of us would ever have imagined to end up here in this bed together.

"The tattoo…," I started hesitantly.

"You never told me what the French inscription means."

"It's a quote from Coco Chanel. The English translation is something like 'The only nice eyes are those who look at you with tenderness.'"

"That's beautiful," I whispered against her warm skin before I nudged my lips against the red blossoms again.

"Did it hurt a lot when you had it done?"

"Not really. The worst thing about it was the noise during the process. It reminded me of a dentist's drill."

She laughed and twisted a wisp of my long hair around her fingers to pull me up to her again. I kissed the tip of her nose before I rested my head against the crock of her neck.

"You are the only one." She mumbled, massaging my scalp with her dainty fingertips. Her caress was so incredibly pleasant that I almost managed to fall asleep again, almost.

"You're the only one who can truly see me."

My eyes fell open again and when I blinked into her face I realized that she had tiny teardrops glistening in her eyelashes.

"Why are you crying?" I asked her worriedly, wrapping my arms around her delicate waist to pull her closer against my body.

The little nudger kicked again and I wondered if I was already black and blue from the inside.

"You know how much you mean to me, do you? Never, ever, forget that you are the best thing that ever happened to me. You are able to see a beauty in me that is invisible to the rest of the world."

She shook her head but I cupped her face in my hands and gently pressed my mouth against hers.

"I love you…so very much." she murmured while her hands moved under my shirt to stroke over my swollen middle. Her fingertips moved higher and circled over the tips of my breasts, making them pebble under her fingertips. They were so sensitive right now that the gentle touch sent an electric current of lust straight between my legs.

She pulled my shirt up and when her warm mouth closed around one of my nipples I twisted my hands into her hair to pull her closer.

A low moan escaped my throat and I was glad that we were alone in the house right now. My hand moved under the fabric of her miniskirt and caressed the inside of her slim thighs.

"I want to kiss you." I whispered hoarsely.

"All of you, every single inch of you."

I pulled her on top of me and planted several kisses down her collarbone while my hand moved higher and higher between her legs.

When my thumb brushed against the moist silk of her thong, she moaned against my shoulder.

"So warm and ready for me," I mumbled, shoving the thin material that separated my fingers from her slick folds to the side.

Slowly I coated my fingertips in her wetness before I circled the throbbing pearl of her clit with them. When I shoved two of my fingers inside her tight entrance a low moan escaped her throat.

"You like this, don't you? Having my fingers inside of you…,"

She nodded her head and inhaled sharply between her teeth when I added a third finger and started circling my thumb over her clit.

"I want to hear you. Tell me what you want me to do to you."

I pressed my thighs together, knowing that I would probably combust if I didn't get any friction right now. Had I been that lustful during my first pregnancy too? I couldn't really remember it.

Ali's hand moved between my legs and rubbed over the sensitive area around the pulsating pearl of my clit.

She shoved my damp panties down my legs and searched for something under the bed.

"I want you to touch me with this." she whispered, taking the vibrator between both of her hands.

"But at first I want to taste you."

Slowly she kneeled between my parted legs and nudged her lips tenderly against my clit before she swirled the tip of her tongue up and down my slit.

Something started humming next to me and I realized that she had turned one the vibe.

"Tongue or toy?" she mumbled against the inside of my thigh, moving the vibrating piece of plastic over my outer lips.

"B…b..both," I whispered back, almost unable to bring out any reasonable words now.

She chuckled slightly and her warm breath felt cold against my sensitive, overheated flesh for a moment before she carefully shoved the vibe into me.

I moaned out loudly and pressed the back of my hand against my lips to suppress the noises that were about to escape my throat.

When she shoved the toy in and out of me faster and faster while her tongue circled over my clit my entire body went ridged. Moments later the muscles inside of me clenched around the vibrating toy inside of me, making me tremble all over for several minutes while I rode out the after waves of my climax.

I opened my eyes again when I tasted the familiar sweet tartness of my own lust on my lips.

"So beautiful," she whispered, letting her tongue caress my lower lip very lightly.

"I wished I could take a picture of you while you climax. It's so…amazing how you look like when you do it."

My face felt suddenly a lot warmer and I quickly shook my head.

"I'm pretty sure that I look kind of stupid during that moment. It's not like I have a lot of control over my face muscles while it happens."

I took the vibrator from her and moved it down her flat stomach until I reached the pearl of her clit.

"But I really like watching you while you come. It's …fascinating."

Slowly I moved the toy lower until I reached her entrance. I shoved the tip of the toy inside her and circled it slowly around inside of her for a moment before I stilled completely.

"More," she pleaded her voice thick with lust.

"Look at me," I whispered back, cupping her face in my free hand.

"I want to see your face,"

She raised her head and I simultaneously pushed the toy deeper inside of her. I kissed her mouth and when I slipped my tongue between her lips she moaned into my mouth.

Her legs started trembling and I pulled the toy out of her to rub it over the sensitive pearl of her clit for a moment before I shoved it back into her again as deep as possible.

Ali whimpered and I sucked the sweat covered skin on her collarbone between my teeth. After a few moments I increased the tempo of my thrusts while my eyes stayed focused on her pretty face. There was indeed nothing more magnificent on this earth right than her face as she reached the peak of her lust.

Afterwards I hold her in my arms, stroking down her bare back with my fingertips until I reached the tattoo on her hipbone.

She's right, I thought. No one will ever see her like I do and no one could ever see me like the way she did and because the two of us had each other it wasn't necessary that anyone ever would.

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[A/N] It was probably kind of stupid of me to tell you that I have already decided about the little nudger's sex and name. There is no way I can give away the name before the birth because I believe that it brings bad luck. But I promise to let you know the sex of the baby once I reach the 2000th Reviews mark.

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