A little bit of fun at Bella's bachelorette party! I always thought she missed out by not having one and we all know Alice would have loved to plan one for her!
As always, thanks to CoppertopJ :)
I woke the next morning, rolling over into Edward's arms, my head on his chest, breathing in his amazing scent. I groaned remembering that tonight, I would be sleeping alone. Despite nothing else about our relationship being traditional, we had decided that we would spend the night before the wedding apart. Right now, I was wondering why on earth we had thought that was a good idea, but everything was now arranged so it was a little late to change our minds.
Edward was heading out to his bachelor party, which really just consisted of an extended hunting trip with his brothers and Carlisle. Also, because Edward was having what was being called a bachelor party, Alice had insisted that I have a bachelorette party here at the house. I had tried my hardest to get out of it, but Alice insisted that it would be fine, more like a girl's night in than a bachelorette party so I had finally relented, mainly just to appease her.
Edward chuckled at hearing me groan, correctly guessing the cause.
"It's just one night," he said, tilting my head up to look into my eyes, "I hate it too, but it's the one tradition we can actually stick to."
"I know," I whined, "And I want you to go and have fun with the boys, but I'm really gonna miss you. I haven't slept alone since I found you."
"And after tonight, I promise, you will never have to again," he said, "Soon, you won't even need to sleep and we'll be able to spend our nights doing much more interesting things." His voice had lowered to a purr as he leaned his head down towards my neck, peppering light kisses from my ear to my collarbone, sending a shiver through my body.
"Oh, like what?" I asked breathlessly, my head automatically tilting back to allow him better access to my neck.
"Like this," he whispered as his hands gripped the hem of my satin pyjama top, pulling it swiftly over my head. As soon as my breasts were free, his hands slipped up to cup them, the sensations sending jolts of electricity directly to my core. I gasped as his thumbs lightly flicked over my already puckered nipples and I closed my eyes, focusing solely on what he was doing to me.
"Or this," he breathed, sending a wave of cool air over my breasts just before he latched his mouth over my nipple, sucking it lightly, his hand continuing its ministrations on the other side. I all but groaned when his mouth left my nipple with an audible pop, but before I could, he had switched sides, his tongue slowly swirling around my other nipple.
I was writhing beneath him by the time he moved away from my breasts, his hands hooking into my pyjama shorts and pulling them, along with my soaked underwear, down my legs leaving me bare before him.
"Or maybe even this," he murmured, as he settled between my legs, his arms hooked under my knees, that were spread wide before him. He wasted no time, delving his tongue between my folds and running it up from my entrance to my sensitive bud. My hips bucked as he flicked his tongue over it, the sensation almost too much to begin with, but after a moment the pleasure began to slowly build within me. Soon, I was panting heavily, low moans emanating from my mouth, and with that, he thrust two fingers deep inside me, curling them to hit that sweet spot as his tongue continued circling my clit. Before long, my moans were getting louder as the coil in my stomach wound tighter and tighter until it finally snapped, sending a shudder right through my body as I screamed his name.
I opened my eyes to watch Edward crawl up my body, a smirk on his face as he hovered above me. I looked into his eyes, dark with want, his gaze igniting my own desire again. I reached up, pulling him down to me, my lips meeting his, my taste still on his tongue. I could feel his erection, hard and ready, resting on my sex so I hitched my legs up around his hips, allowing him to position himself at my entrance.
He thrust into me without warning, filling me completely and causing me to gasp out loud. He continued thrusting in and out, over and over again, setting an erotic rhythm. He pushed himself up onto his knees, reaching for my ankles, pulling them up so they were sitting on his shoulder. He began rotating his hips while keeping up his thrusting rhythm, the new angle causing me to teeter near the edge. He looked down to where we were joined, watching himself move in and out of me.
Watching the desire in his eyes as he watched us was too much for me and I shattered without warning, squeezing around him and moaning his name. He didn't slow, didn't give me time to calm myself after my orgasm, but continued to thrust into me. I had barely come down from my high, before the sensations were beginning to build again, every thrust of his hips bringing me closer and closer to the edge once more.
"God, Bella," he grunted, his gaze meeting mine, "I'm close."
Seeing him nearing his release, I reached my hand down towards my swollen clit, circling it with my fingers. Edward's eyes followed my hand, watching as I touched myself, bringing myself right to the edge, just as he grunted, spilling inside me. One final swirl to my clit and I followed quickly behind, screaming as the ecstasy of my climax overtook me.
"Like that?" I asked him when we had both settled down, snickering as he rolled his eyes at me, pulling me close to him.
"Yes, exactly that kind of thing," he muttered, kissing the top of my head, "But before that, we have to endure this one night away from each other. Do you think you can handle my sisters?"
"I just hope Alice hasn't planned anything too inappropriate," I said, burying my face in my hands at the thought, "I just can't talk about sex in front of my mother and Esme!" Edward chuckled at my embarrassment.
"It can't be worse than Emmett giving you the sex talk," he mumbled, looking like he'd be blushing if he could.
"He didn't!" I gasped, my hand flying to my mouth in surprise.
"Many times, back in Forks, before I left," he said, burying his face in my hair as though it would ease his embarrassment, "At one point, he was even on the ground acting out positions. He had wanted Jasper to demonstrate with him, but obviously, he refused, though he was laughing too hard to be able to help anyway."
I burst out laughing, holding my stomach, struggling to catch my breath as I pictured Emmett rolling around on the forest floor. The image was hilarious, especially when I thought of how uptight and very against sex Edward had been back then.
"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up," he said, the smirk on his face letting me know he wasn't annoyed at me for laughing at him, "We'll see how funny you think it is after tonight." With that, the laughter stopped, turning into a groan and I buried my head in the pillow as my mind raced at all the embarrassing bachelorette party things Alice could have planned.
~~~P.S ILYF~~~
Later that evening, after saying goodbye to Edward and the boys, I looked around at Alice's handiwork. To her credit, the bachelorette decorations around the house were all at least appropriate, if not extremely tacky, but I knew better than to think that meant I was out of the woods. The living room was a mass of pink and white. A 'Bride-to-be' banner hung across the wall above the TV with strings of 'L' plate bunting adorning the other walls. Pink, white, and silver balloon displays dotted with fairy lights stood at either end of a long table holding a variety of finger foods, cupcakes, and even a small champagne fountain. Alice had even insisted that we all wear matching t-shirts. Mine was white with 'Bride' in pink writing across the front and the other girls had pink with their roles written in white writing. Alice was nothing if not thorough when it came to party planning. She had at least relented and allowed me to prepare and dress myself for this, knowing that I would have a whole day of pampering and preening tomorrow before the wedding.
"So, what do you think?" Alice asked, sliding up beside me as I looked around.
"It's very, um, pink," I said, as Alice smirked at me.
"I know, I know, you're not a pink kinda person, but that's the colour of bachelorette parties, so you're just gonna have to suck it up," she replied, sticking her tongue out at me. I chuckled, pulling her in for a hug as I thanked her for all her help and organisation, not only for this, but everything wedding-related.
Twenty minutes later, everyone had arrived, and all the girls were sitting around on the couches in the living room. I glanced at Alice warily as she handed me a glass of champagne from the fountain.
"Oh, live a little," she chuckled, "I promise I won't let you get too drunk. Just a glass or two."
"Besides," she continued, lowering her voice so my mom wouldn't hear, "This might be your only chance to experience this." That was true. Once I became a vampire, I wouldn't be able to experience a lot of things and Edward did want me to have as many human experiences as possible before I entered immortality.
I took the glass from Alice as I glanced over at my mom, who was smiling encouragingly at me, "I won't tell Charlie if you don't," she said with a wink.
As Alice walked around handing glasses to everyone else, I lifted the glass to my lips. It smelt sweet and I could see the bubbles rising and bursting at the top of the glass. Taking just the smallest sip, I felt the bubbles tingle on my tongue and, surprisingly, it wasn't as sweet as I had thought it would be from the smell. It was tangy with hints of citrus and while I wasn't sure I liked it with that first sip, with the second and third sip, I found it was actually quite enjoyable.
Once everyone had a glass of champagne, even the vampires who would find some way to hide the fact that they weren't drinking, Alice pulled out a large bag, a wicked smile crossing her face. I groaned to myself, taking another large sip of champagne, knowing that I was going to need the Dutch courage for whatever was behind that smile.
"Okay, ladies," Alice trilled, "We'll start off with something tame. Ease the bride-to-be in gently. Who knows the bride best?" She stood up, handing small whiteboards and pens, pink of course, to everyone.
The premise of the game was simple. Alice asked a question and everyone wrote their answer on their board, including me, and anyone with the same answer as me got a point. The questions started easy; When is my birthday? How did Edward and I meet? Then they got a little harder; What is my shoe size? Favourite band? Celebrity crush?
With every question, there was lots of laughter and I had to admit I was actually having a lot of fun. That was until Alice's questions began getting more risqué.
"Where's the wildest place the bride has had sex?" Alice said with a smirk, as I buried my face in my hands to hide the blush.
"No," I shrieked, the sound muffled by my hands.
"Oh, come on, Bella," my mom said, "We're all adults here. It's just a bit of fun!"
I looked up through my fingers, everyone staring at me. I took a deep breath and gulped down the rest of the champagne in my glass, already starting to feel a slight loss of inhibitions that typically came from drinking alcohol, otherwise, I never would have been able to answer the question.
"Fine," I said, lifting my whiteboard and averting my eyes from my mother and mother-in-law-to-be, as I wrote my answer, to cheers from the rest of the room. I watched as they all wrote down their answers, giggles coming from around the room. As they all held up their answers, I looked around. Alice, unsurprisingly, had gotten it right. Damn psychic vampire saw a lot of things she shouldn't. My mom and Leah had both guessed outdoors and Esme had written in a car. Neither of which were wrong, but not the wildest. I burst out laughing when I read Rosalie's answer.
"The bedroom?!" I exclaimed, through the laughter, "How is that wild?"
"I mean, this is Edward we're talking about," she snorted, "I just don't see him being a wild kinda guy."
I turned my board around for them all to see, struggling to contain my laughter at Rose's expression when she read it.
"The mile-high club?" she gasped, laughter spreading through the room at her reaction, "There's no way straight-laced Edward would do that!"
"Well, he did," I said, the alcohol making me feel a lot braver than usual, "Your brother has loosened up a lot in the last few months." I winked at her as she stood gaping at me, her mouth forming a perfect 'o'. The whole room dissolved into fits of giggles at that, whether because of my uncharacteristic wink or Rosalie's comical reaction, I don't know. Even Rosalie was laughing by the end.
The rest of the evening continued like that. Lots of laughter, the revealing of more secrets I never thought I'd be talking about to anyone, never mind in front of my mother and future mother-in-law, and a few more silly games, including an inappropriate hoopla game and a version of "pin the tail on the donkey" that made me blush, despite the champagne buzz.
Despite my apprehension beforehand, I had to admit that I had a really great time. I couldn't think of a time that I had laughed more in my whole life, though I'm sure the champagne definitely helped with that too. True to her word, Alice made sure I didn't drink too much, stopping me after my third glass and tucking me safely into bed.
"Alice," I said, just as she was about to switch off the light, "Thank you for tonight. I had a really good time."
"You're welcome, Bella," she whispered, "Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Alice," I said softly, my eyes already beginning to drift closed, "I love you."