"Everything's fine. Why wouldn't it be?"
"Your message sounded kind of urgent. Are you sure you're not hiding something?"
I was interrupted by my sister-in-law's giggles. "No, just wanted to make sure you'd call," she paused. "So, um, how'd that windsurfing lesson go?" I heard Rosalie's unmistakable laughter in the background.
"What do you know about that? Were you talking to Edward?"
"No, but it seems some of the guests at the resort where you had the lesson took photos and posted them on the internet."
I groaned loudly.
"I especially like the ones where you're flipping off my brother." I heard Rose guffaw in the background as Alice giggled.
I ignored her remark. "I suppose that means the paps know where we are?"
"Yes," she said with a sigh. "They knew you were somewhere in the Caribbean when photos of you both on the submarine tour surfaced. But after yesterday, they've narrowed it down to Barbados."
At that moment, Edward came jogging toward me smiling and grabbed a towel to dry off.
"It's only a matter of time before they start following you. Just make sure you don't do any nude or even topless sunbathing unless you want to share those photos with the world Bella." Alice and Rose both laughed loudly.
I cringed at the thought.
"Whatever," I mumbled as Edward flopped down in the beach chair next to mine.
I felt sure that no paps or fans would make it onto the property, but I guess there was no way to stop someone from taking photos from off shore.
I gazed out at the horizon suspiciously.
"Hopefully, you and Edward have had a chance to have some uninhibited fun by this time?" She asked suggestively.
"Really Alice? Like I'd share those details with you and Rose. I don't think so." I snarked as Edward gave me a questioning look.
"I'll take that as a yes!" She squealed. "I knew my brother had it in him. Good to know all that God-given sexiness isn't going to waste," she cackled.
"Alice, you are getting every bit as bad as Rose," I continued in an irritated tone. "Goodbye ladies."
"Goodbye Bella," Alice was still giggling. "Oh and Bella?"
"Yes?"
"Rose says don't forget about the articles in Cosmo she made you read, specifically the ones on 'how to please your man'. That knowledge should come in handy right about now," she blurted before she and Rose both broke down in hysterical giggles again.
I ended the call and scowled at my phone before glancing up at Edward. He was grinning at me from behind his sunglasses.
"You asked me if I missed the family. The answer is a resounding 'No'." I huffed out.
He chuckled and we were both quiet for a few minutes as we lay back, enjoying the feel of the warm sun.
"Bella," Edward's voice sounded from beside me.
"Hmm?"
"Just so we're clear. You already do please me. Very much."
I looked at his face, lit up by a loving smile, and reached for his hand. There we sat, fingers intertwined, as I imparted the fact that the paps now knew, without a doubt, that we were honeymooning in Barbados.
He sighed. "I feared as much yesterday. When we were at the resort, I saw some people snapping photos with their phones."
"I guess it's better to know and be prepared." I admitted.
He nodded and squeezed my hand.
-V&V—
"You're up early." Edward said in a groggy voice as he joined me in the sitting room where I was curled up on one of the sofas, watching the morning rain softly fall.
It was early, considering that back home it was only five in the morning.
"Yeah, I couldn't sleep." I answered as I continued to stare at the water dripping from the palm leaves into the pool.
He took a seat at the other end of the sofa and pulled my feet onto his lap. "Well, you could come back to bed and not sleep with me," he said with a hopeful grin.
That simply wasn't going to happen. As much as I wanted Edward to make love to me, I'd woken up in the middle of the night with horrid cramps and soon after that, my monthly visitor had arrived.
ugh
I frowned, trying to decide how to put it tactfully. My expression must have given something away.
"Or not," Edward added with concern as he searched my face. "Is something wrong?"
I sighed. Obviously, this was the first time since Edward and I had become 'intimate' that I'd gotten my period. I decided deflection was probably my best bet at that moment. "I'm just not feeling my best this morning."
He looked at me with concern before reaching for me and feeling my forehead. "No fever," he said quietly, his expression puzzled.
"I'm just really tired and feel a little washed out."
That much was true
He sighed and shook his head. "Maybe you've had too much sun. We'll stay in today. I want you to rest."
I nodded my head in agreement. He stood a moment later and disappeared into the kitchen. It wasn't long before he emerged carrying a steaming cup of tea. He served it to me with a smile.
"Thank you," I whispered gratefully. He went to sit beside me again, before he did, I reached my free hand around his neck and pulled him down, leaving a soft kiss on his lips. "You're too good to me."
"Nonsense," he answered before sitting beside me and wrapping his arm around my shoulders.
We were still sitting there when Candace arrived to prepare breakfast.
I went back to our room, deciding that a bath would go a long way to improving my mood. After the bath and dressing in the most comfortable sundress I could find, I made my way back into our bedroom only to find a table containing our breakfast set up on the covered porch just outside of the French doors. Edward was sitting on the bed smiling.
"I debated between the porch and breakfast in bed. The porch won," he said, still smiling.
I finally confided in him that I'd gotten my period.
"I figured as much," he shrugged.
"How did you…?"
He grinned. "Bella, I'm aware of everything about you. You're the most important thing in my world. When are you going to accept that?"
I sighed and smiled.
That night, when I crawled into bed wearing one of his t-shirts, he looked more than pleased. "Why are you smiling?" I asked.
He kept a smirk on his face as he answered. "As much as I love it when you come to bed in a sexy little nightgown or nothing," he made sure to wiggle his eyebrows suggestively. "I like to see you in my t-shirt as well. I don't know… it's the way you always dressed before we married. It's very you."
I giggled as he pulled me against him and wrapped his arms around me.
-V&V—
Edward was a total gentleman. He didn't bring up sex for the next couple of days. In a way, I was relieved. I felt icky and, understandably, didn't want to have sex. Well, actually, once the cramps had subsided that first day, I did want to have sex, in the worst way, but was certain that the idea was not appealing to Edward.
After an entire week of humping like rabbits, I was finding it very difficult to go without.
Despite my monthly visitor, we'd still been enjoying our honeymoon. We'd gone swimming, shopping, and Edward had even taken me horseback riding along the beach one morning. The only thing we hadn't done was have sex.
In fact, all the physical interaction between us had been quite chaste. He'd still wrapped his arms around me as we slept, and held my hand in public, but there were no boob grazes, no butt grabs, no wandering hands.
I missed it.
I missed it all.
When I woke up before him one morning and felt his erection pressing into my back, I couldn't stop myself from wiggling back against it. My movement garnered no reaction from my sleeping husband.
He must really be out
I turned carefully in the bed to face him. Edward's face while he slept was one of my top five favorite sights in this world, the others being his face when he smiled, when he laughed, when he climaxed, obviously that was number one. Hell, I even adored his angry face because it was fucking hot.
I continued to watch his face as I slipped my hand inside his sleep pants and tentatively began stroking his erection. I felt it twitch and grow even harder in my hand as his rhythmic breathing stuttered a little.
What the hell are you doing Bella?
Edward does not want to have sex with you…
You are setting yourself up for rejection
The desire to see that part of him, the part I'd missed for the last couple of days, was very strong, so I slithered down under the covers until my face was level with my hand. I gently pulled the waistband to the pants down, and there he was in all his glory.
Can a penis be pretty?
I guess so.
Edward's is anyway.
I wanted to kiss it.
"Bella, what are you doing?" sounded a very groggy voice from near the head of the bed.
Oh shit
"Um… well, I was.. " I groaned as I slid back up until my face was level with his. I really didn't have an answer, so I told the truth. "I don't know."
He looked at me with concern.
He obviously isn't interested in sex with you right now…
I was mortified. "Er, I'm going to take a shower," I announced, suddenly feeling the need to escape the room.
Despite the fact that Edward had spent the last couple of days doting on me, I felt isolated.
Maybe my hormones are making me crazy…
I'd never felt like that before our marriage, but that was before we'd begun a sexual relationship. Our actions then weren't determined by my 'time of the month'.
All the events of the last week were running through my mind as I showered. So distracted by my thoughts was I, that I didn't hear the bathroom door when it opened. I had my eyes closed as I rinsed my hair under the spray. I startled a little at the feel of a warm body against my front as Edward pulled me into his arms.
I opened my eyes and smiled up at him.
"I'm sorry baby," he breathed against my lips. "Forgive me, but I couldn't stay away from you any longer. The last couple of days have been torture," he admitted while his hands ghosted over my skin, seemingly attempting to touch me everywhere at once.
"But…" I breathed out in my shock "I thought you didn't want me."
Edward looked at me in disbelief. "Sweetheart, why would you think such a thing?"
"You've barely touched me for two days."
"Bella, you were uncomfortable. I knew you didn't feel like having sex." He sighed. "I should still be leaving you alone, but I can't help myself."
He leaned down and began leaving open mouth kisses on my neck.
"But" I hesitated before continuing in a whisper "I'm still bleeding. Doesn't the thought of sex with me disgust you?"
"Bella" he exclaimed. "Does this feel like I'm disgusted?" He asked as he pressed his hard-on against me.
"No…"
"You could never disgust me. Even the thought is alien to me." He smiled. "I'm sorry I've been a little 'distant'. The only excuse I can offer is that if I'd started touching you, running my hands over your soft, smooth skin," he continued as he did just that. "Kissing your sweet lips," he said before kissing me. "And your breasts," he said before kissing each one. I felt my nipples harden at his words before his tongue swiped across each one. "I wouldn't have been able to stop until I was inside you."
He stopped talking and looked sadly into my eyes.
"Well?"
His look turned questioning.
"Don't stop…" I murmured, watching his eyes widen in surprise. "Edward, what more do I have to say?"
I wrapped my arms around his neck. "Make love to me." I whispered.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes Edward, just …please…"
I didn't have to ask a second time. Before I could say another word, Edward was lifting me. Knowing exactly what he wanted, I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he lowered me slowly, very slowly, onto his length.
"Oh God," I moaned as I felt the fullness I'd been craving.
The water poured down Edward's back as he started a slow rhythm. I gripped his shoulders tightly as we inched slowly toward ecstasy. "I've missed this so much," I whispered against the skin of his neck.
"I'm not going to last long," he was pressing my entire upper body hard against the wall of the shower as he continued to thrust, grazing against my clit with each pass.
It wouldn't be long for either of us. Just as that realization hit, I started to shake and pulse around him, causing the rhythmic pace of his thrusts to falter. "Edward…" I moaned just as he captured my lips in his and the tempo of his thrusts increased again, mirroring the rhythm of our tongues. Back and forth, in and out. He released my lips, and I watched his face as it tensed. He froze. "Bella.." he called in a strangled whisper as he found his release.
Yep, definitely my favorite sight in the world…..
-V&V—
Later, we laughed about the fact that Edward had been just as desperate to have sex as I had been. We'd wasted time because neither of us had communicated with the other.
This conversation led to another, less pleasant one, the discussion about natural family planning. The hard fact was that, if Edward and I didn't want a child immediately, we'd have to abstain from sexual relations for several days every month.
Before marriage, when spoken of in the abstract, it didn't seem like a huge deal. Now, with both of us knowing exactly what we were going to be giving up, it was going to be difficult if not impossible to stick with our plan.
Edward's brilliant idea was to have as much sex as possible until the first day of 'abstinence' arrived.
Sometimes he's such a guy.
But, who was I to argue with a genius plan when I heard one? So, the sexcapades were officially on. I'd had a brilliant idea of my own, I wanted to have sex in each room of the house, and it was a rather large house.
We almost succeeded, but unfortunately, the days of abstinence arrived before we were able to christen a couple of the rooms. The days moved agonizingly slowly after that, as I seriously questioned my ability to go through this month after month.
Edward never complained. I'd come to the conclusion that the man was an absolute saint. If he was anxious about the lack of sex, he hid it well. As soon as he sensed I was on edge, he'd fix me tea and hold me close, always careful not to go too far. His touches were innocent and sweet.
We spent a lot of time just kissing. It was nice.
We also used the time to delve into the extensive DVD collection in the home theater. We watched a lot of action movies and thrillers, and avoided the romances like the plague.
We'd made an agreement that I'd let him know when it was alright to have sex again. The day I woke up and both the calendar and my basal body temperature told me it was safe, Edward wasn't in bed beside me.
He'd gotten into the habit of going to the exercise room early in the morning; at least that was where I'd hoped to find him. When I approached the door and heard his iPod playing inside, I hatched a plan in my head.
Hmm… we haven't done it in the exercise room yet…
I thanked Candace for the lovely breakfast she had prepared, and advised her that I wanted to serve it to Edward myself. She gave me a knowing smile and, after informing me of what she'd prepared for our lunch, she left.
I put the food on a tray before stripping off every stitch of my clothing and donning a frilly apron I'd purchased on one of our shopping trips, over my naked body.
To be honest, I'd purchased the apron with just such an occasion as this in mind. Although I didn't think I'd have a chance to indulge in that particular fantasy until we were home in Seattle. Edward, knowing how much I liked to cook, remained blissfully unaware of my motives.
From the front, you couldn't precisely tell I was naked, but from the back….
I was nervous and excited. I hadn't felt this bold since I'd initiated naked swimming and sex in the pool during the first week of our honeymoon. It seemed like such a long time ago….
I carefully carried the tray down the hall toward the workout room. The music was still blaring as I managed to slip inside without Edward noticing me. I set down the tray while he concentrated on the weight machine.
As soon as I changed the music selection on the iHome to Crash by Dave Matthews, I saw his head shoot up from the weight bench. He smiled at me and stood, the smile disappearing as he stalked toward me. I picked up the tray and waited.
You've got your ball
you've got your chain
tied to me tight tie me up again
who's got their claws
in you my friend
Into your heart I'll beat again
Sweet like candy to my soul
Sweet you rock
and sweet you roll
Lost for you I'm so lost for you
Once he was close enough to touch me, he stopped. His eyes were dark with desire as he took in my appearance. "Isabella, what are you wearing?"
"Um, almost nothing," I whispered before finding my voice. "I decided that this would be the appropriate attire in which to serve breakfast Mr. Cullen." My self-confidence was fading fast under his heated gaze.
His eyes never left my body as he circled me, hands clasped behind his back, studying my appearance. "Hmm. Is that so?"
I nodded.
"And what would you suggest I wear while eating said breakfast Mrs. Cullen?" He asked.
I cleared my throat, gathering my nerve in order to answer. "My personal preference would be that you dine naked Mr. Cullen." I grinned while trying to stifle the nervous giggle attempting to escape.
He leaned down by my ear as he pulled the tray from my grasp. "That would be my preference as well, but only if you join me, Mrs. Cullen." He kissed my cheek before setting the tray on a bench.
Touch your lips just so I know
In your eyes, love, it glows so
I'm bare boned and crazy for you
When you come crash
into me, baby
And I come into you
In a boys dream
In a boys dream
"Everything looks delicious," he continued as he began to pull me by my hand over to the weight bench he'd been sitting on when I entered the room.
I got the feeling he wasn't speaking of the food.
Oh and you come crash
into me, baby
And I come into you
Hike up your skirt a little more
and show the world to me
Hike up your skirt a little more
and show your world to me
In a boys dream.. In a boys dream
I sat beside him, our bodies barely an inch apart. A light sheen of sweat from his workout glistened on his skin.
I wanted to lick him.
Suddenly he took his finger and moved it until it was poised at the nape of my neck. My breath hitched and I jumped a little, earning a chuckle from Edward, when he began to trail it down my spine, around my hip and then down my leg.
"You are truly exquisite my love," he murmured. "I believe you could make a burlap sack look fashionable," he said with a soft smile. "I take it we're in the clear now?"
I nodded.
This time when the finger slipped down my back, it paused near my waist as he untied the apron. He left it hanging around my neck and moved to kneel in front of me. He kissed my lips and I felt both of his hands move slowly up my arms to my shoulders before trailing feather light touches down both sides, lingering for a moment at the exposed sides of each breast.
By this time, I was utterly seduced; putty in his capable hands.
Oh I watch you there
through the window
And I stare at you
You wear nothing but you
wear it so well
tied up and twisted
the way I'd like to be
For you, for me, come crash
into me
He reached his hands down to my ankles and stroked each leg from ankle to knee before slipping them under the hem of the apron and continuing up my thighs.
By this time, I was aware that my breathing had turned into panting.
I was also very close to being naked in front of Edward, and he had entirely too many clothes on.
I reached for him and gave his shirt a tug. He understood what I wanted immediately, and removed the shirt. He then moved to pull off his shorts and boxer briefs.
I couldn't help but stare at his naked body. He was beautiful, and all mine.
He knelt in front of me again as the next song began to play.
You cool your bedwarm hands down
On the broken radiator
When you lay them freezing on me
I mumble can you wake me later
But I don't really want you to stop
And you know it so it doesn't stop you
You run your hands from my neck
To my chest
He gathered the fabric of the apron in both his hands before pulling it swiftly over my head and off. We sat still, taking each other in for a moment before Edward's lips crashed into mine.
Crack the shutters open wide
I want to bathe you in the light of day
And just watch you as the rays
Tangle up around your face and body
I could sit here for hours
Finding new ways to be awed each minute
'Cause the daylight seems to want you
Just as much as I want you
The breakfast was forgotten as our limbs tangled together, both desperate for the connection we'd been missing. It was clumsy and frantic and absolutely perfect.
As soon as Edward was sure that I was ready for him, he laid me down and pushed inside. "I've missed this so much." I whispered before releasing a loud satisfied moan.
"Me too baby," he answered as he pulled back and pushed back into me.
It's been minutes, it's been days,
It's been all I will remember
Happy lost in your hair
And the cold side of the pillow
Your hills and valleys
Are mapped by my intrepid fingers
And in a naked slumber
I dream all this again
Suddenly Edward was lifting me, and I was no longer on my back, but sitting up on the bench, straddling him. He was still inside me. "You're so beautiful Bella. Look," he said as he directed my attention to the large mirror on the opposite wall. "See how good we are together baby."
There we were in the throes of passion staring back at our reflected selves from across the room. I couldn't deny that it was a beautiful sight. Edward naked was glorious, and the girl he held in his arms was beyond blessed.
"I want to try something," he whispered before easing out of me and turning slightly until we faced the mirror. He then turned me around on his lap until my back was against his chest. He lifted me and I used my hand to guide him back inside before leaning my head back against his shoulder. We'd never tried this position before.
I caught our reflection in the mirror again.
Fuuuuccck…
This moment in time brought home the fact that I was no longer the Bella I'd been up until my wedding day. This new Bella was neither ashamed nor embarrassed by the vision in the mirror.
The time we'd spent together as husband and wife had transformed the girl I used to be into a woman who trusted Edward implicitly. When I was with him in this way, my usual awkwardness was nonexistent, because I knew without a doubt that Edward loved and desired me every bit as much as I did him.
That fact had awakened so many new feelings in the last few weeks, that sometimes my mind had trouble keeping up with my body's needs. I was certain that it was the same for Edward.
Every part of me was literally burning with desire for this beautiful man as I watched him move in and out of me. The sight was beyond erotic.
The thing that was the most affecting however was not Edward's perfect body as it claimed me over and over, no; it was the look in Edward's eyes. There was lust there certainly, but along with that, his eyes gazed upon me with such a look of profound adoration that it took my breath away.
Almost immediately, I was overwhelmed with the familiar clenching deep inside me. "You're so sexy baby," Edward breathed into my ear and kissed my shoulder as he kept his eyes trained on the mirror. One of his hands was holding my breast while the fingers of his other hand swirled around my bundle of nerves…
Oh God, it's too much…
"When you come, your entire body glows," he panted. "It's so beautiful."
With his words I felt myself pushed to the brink. My body responded of its own accord; speeding up its movements and meeting Edward's thrusts more forcefully than ever before. He hissed and I felt him stiffen inside me just before he came, whispering my name like a prayer as he did. I was sent spiraling, clenching and trembling as a mind shattering orgasm rocked my entire body.
I gasped for air; completely spent; as I collapsed back against Edward's chest, my limbs felt useless and heavy.
If it hadn't been for Edward's arms around me, I certainly would have tumbled from his lap to the floor in a heap.
His lips continued to leave soft kisses on my shoulder until I calmed. I had no idea how much time had passed since I'd entered the room. I'd lost track of how many songs had played on the iHome, or what they were….
"Oh Bella, it just keeps getting better…" he whispered.
"I know."
"I have to say that I like your workout routine better than mine," I looked in the direction of the mirror to see him grinning at me over my shoulder.
I glanced at the tray of food. "I'm sure breakfast is cold," I murmured.
"I don't give a fuck," Edward said in a breathless chuckle as he eased out of me.
I giggled and carefully turned to face him. "I guess I could warm it up." I kissed his lips. "After I shower."
He stood, wrapping my legs around him as he did and carried me in the direction of our bathroom.
-V&V—
On our final night in Barbados, we went out for a quiet dinner and watched the sunset together. As we left the restaurant, we were met by three photographers waiting outside. They didn't shout any questions though, so I almost didn't mind it.
Sidney was able to lose them before we arrived at our next stop, a jazz club. As we sat and listened to the music, I recalled our first date.
"This reminds me of the first time you took me out Edward." I said with a smile.
"I was just remembering that too," He grinned. "Are you ready to return to the real world my love?"
"Yes and no," I smiled back at him. "As wonderful as this has been, we can't stay here forever. Granted, I could do my job anywhere, but you can't. So, by the time we've had our few days in England, I think I'll be ready to go home. And, as much as I am loathe to admit it, I do miss everyone."
We'd spoken with our parents once a week since we'd been gone; Rose and Alice more often than that, Edward called Jazz almost every day, usually about work-related issues, and Emmett I'd only spoken with twice. Seahawks training camp had begun while we were away, so he had very little free time.
Our attention was suddenly drawn to the stage where Margo, whose marvelous voice we'd been treated to since we'd arrived, was speaking. "This next song is a special dedication from 'E' to his lovely bride 'B'." She announced with a wide smile.
I quirked my eyebrow at my husband who by this time was rising from his chair and holding out his hand to me, "May I have this dance Mrs. Cullen?"
"As if I'd ever say no," I answered as I placed my hand in his.
You are the promised kiss of springtime
That makes the lonely winter seem long.
You are the breathless hush of evening
That trembles on the brink of a lovely song.
You are the angel glow that lights a star,
The dearest things I know are what you are.
Some day my happy arms will hold you,
And some day I'll know that moment divine,
When all the things you are, are mine!
We danced and I listened to Margo's beautiful voice as Edward held me close neither of us feeling the need to speak.
You are the angel glow that lights a star,
The dearest things I know are what you are.
Some day my happy arms will hold you,
And some day I'll know that moment divine,
When all the things you are, are mine!
-V&V—
The next afternoon, we said a reluctant goodbye to Candace and our lovely villa. "Maybe we can rent it again Edward," I said during the ride to the airport. "The house is so big; maybe our families could come with us next time?"
He tried to hide his grimace. "Maybe," he answered without looking at me.
I snickered at his reaction.
I would miss Barbados, but as long as Edward and I were together, I looked forward to the next adventure. Besides, we were on our way to London, and this time Edward wouldn't be working.
My stomach did excited flips as I thought about visiting the city I'd grown to adore.
This time we had no choice but to fly overnight. Lou would be traveling with us, but Sidney was headed back home to Seattle. He would have a busy schedule as soon as Edward started filming, so we thought it only fair to give him a few days off beforehand.
After dinner on the airplane, we reclined our seats into the sleeping position and watched Gangs of New York together. I'd never seen it before. It was brutal, but riveting. There was a console between our seats, so I couldn't snuggle against Edward as I would have liked.
He's so far away…
He kept reaching across to hold my hand and, after a while I could hear his slow even breathing and I knew he was asleep. It was late. Most of the cabin was dark; many of the passengers asleep as well.
I couldn't stand the distance between us any longer. Our seats were partially screened from the rest of the passengers, and I didn't see the flight attendants anywhere, so I quietly crawled over to Edward. There wasn't enough room to squeeze in beside him, so I scooted in until I was half beside and half on top of him.
"Hi," I whispered with a grin before kissing his lips.
He took a deep breath and his eyes fluttered open as he wrapped his arms around me. "Hi," he whispered as he yawned and tightened his grip. He kissed my lips.
Edward turned off the movie as I snuggled against him. "Just so you know," I began "I'm staying right here until they make me move."
He grinned before kissing my lips again.
I relaxed in his arms and drifted off to sleep.
It was still dark when I was awoken by voices. "Thank you, I'll wake her up in a moment." Edward's chest rumbled beneath my ear as he spoke, "Tea for my wife and coffee for me please."
"Very good Mr. Masen," came the answering voice of the flight attendant.
I blinked my eyes open and lifted my head. "Hi" I whispered. My mouth felt disgusting and I realized to my horror that I'd been drooling. On Edward.
Eww
"Um, sorry Edward. I drooled on your shirt a little."
Gah, I need to brush my teeth
He laughed and looked down at the small wet spot on his shirt. "Hmm. I can see that."
I covered my mouth with my hand, not wanting to asphyxiate my husband with my morning breath, and scrambled off of his lap. Someone had already put my seat upright, which aided in the retrieval of my carry-on. I grabbed by toothbrush before stretching as best I could in the space and moaned. "Stiff," I mumbled to Edward as he watched me.
After we'd brushed our teeth, I felt refreshed, and able to face the day ahead; or at least the few hours until I was able to crawl into a soft bed. "I can't believe they let me share your seat for so long." I remarked as I sipped my tea.
"I don't think we hit a lot of turbulence, and since we were asleep, they weren't going to disturb us without good cause."
-V&V—
I wrapped my hoodie tightly around my body as we climbed into the waiting car. The temperature in London was a good twenty degrees colder than what we'd gotten used to in Barbados.
With Lou's assistance, we'd successfully navigated the crowd of paps at the airport, and were now on our way to our hotel.
"Bella, I need to tell you something."
Edward's voice pulled me away from my daydreaming as I stared out the window. "Huh?" I gave him a questioning look.
"Another surprise," he announced with a wide smile, looking a little like a kid on Christmas morning. "We're going to stay at our house."
"The Tolkien house?"
"Yes. Mother and Dad came over while we were on our road trip and have furnished and decorated some of the rooms. It was their wedding gift to us."
I brought my hand up to my throat in surprise before smiling excitedly. "Oh Edward, that's wonderful! I can't wait to see it."
-V&V—
Edward and I had just enough energy to say a quick hello to Mr. and Mrs. Griffin, the caretakers he'd hired, before lugging our suitcases upstairs. We took a quick tour of the rooms decorated by his parents, and an even quicker shower before collapsing onto the soft bed in our room.
We lay facing each other, under the duvet. "Goodnight Edward," I whispered, although it was mid-morning. I pursed my lips, wanting to kiss him before I slept, but I couldn't bring myself to move.
Edward forced open one eye before closing it again. He pursed his lips, mirroring my action, but didn't move. "Remind me to kiss you when I wake up…" he mumbled.
I giggled before closing my eyes and following him into sleep.
-V&V—
The feel of strong warm hands on my body woke me. It was still daylight, although I had no idea of the actual time. I lay perfectly still, hoping that Edward hadn't realized that I was awake.
We were spooned together and his hand was under my shirt cupping my breast as his thumb grazed lazily across the nipple. I felt the overwhelming urge to squirm as his actions brought on that now familiar throbbing ache between my thighs.
I could feel his erection against me, so when I absolutely couldn't take any more, I pressed back against him. The next thing I felt was Edward's warm breath on my neck as he wordlessly began to remove my panties. I pushed the lower half of my body off the mattress just enough to aid him.
Once the pesky piece of silk was out of the way, still lying on my side, I pressed back against him again.
Oh my, he's removed his boxer briefs as well….
Edward ran his hand from my hip down to my knee and then back up again. Feeling bold, I reached back between us and took his erection in my hand and began to stroke it.
As soon as I thought I'd gotten him worked up enough, I lifted my right leg and laid it back across his upper thigh, granting him access to where I wanted him most.
Edward glided into me slowly, his lips on my neck and his hand grasping my leg at the knee, keeping it draped across his hip. His fingertips moved gently against my clit as he slid in and out.
I closed my eyes and let the sensations overtake me.
We came together silently, breathlessly, sweetly.
-V&V—
"The house is beautiful Esme and Carlisle, we can't thank you enough for what you've done." I was speaking with my in-laws the day after we'd arrived in England. The jet-lag Edward and I had experienced had wrecked both of us for hours after we'd arrived, so I didn't even attempt to phone them then.
"Now Bella, what we did was just a start, but I'll be more than happy to help you decorate the rest." Esme's sweet voice sounded in my ear.
"If it wouldn't be too much trouble," I answered softly.
"Are you kidding Bella?" Carlisle spoke from the extension. "Esme loves this sort of thing. Especially when it's for our children."
"That's right dear," Esme reinforced what her husband had said. "Have fun, and we'll see you both in a few days." She said chirpily. "We love you."
I swallowed back the lump in my throat. "We love you too," I answered in a small voice.
I ended the call just as I felt Edward's arms encircling me. "I know I'm stating the obvious, but your parents are wonderful."
He took in a deep breath. "Yes they are. I don't deserve them, just as I don't deserve you," he said as he leaned down and kissed my cheek.
"Edward, I wish you wouldn't say such things."
He smiled sadly. "I just regret all the years I tried to push my family away. I'm extremely fortunate that they never gave up on me."
I turned to face him and pulled him into my arms. "Edward, don't you realize by now that if you love someone unconditionally, you never give up on them. No matter what."
He nodded and smiled before he kissed me, "I have you to thank for so many things Bella, my relationship with my family, just one of them."
I kissed him before grabbing his hand and pulling him toward the door.
For the next two days we were going to explore London and Oxford. Edward asked that I choose where we would go, because he had something special planned for the two days after that.
The first day, we spent touring some of the places I hadn't gotten to see last time, Westminster Abbey being first on the list. I caught Edward smiling more than once at my fascination with the place.
It was a humbling experience, as it always is, to walk amongst the graves of those who were once the most powerful or successful in their walk of life. It was a reminder once again of our own mortality.
"Charles Dickens, Robert Browning, Tennyson, Rudyard Kipling…" I whispered their names with reverence as we passed.
Sometime later, I announced with a smile, "I think we've spent enough time with the dead Queens and Kings."
Edward grinned. "How about lunch Mrs. Cullen?"
"A wonderful idea Mr. Cullen."
After lunch, we headed over to Harrod's. Even though we thought our presence had gone unnoticed, within ten minutes of browsing the store, the manager arrived to greet us.
We politely declined the offer of one of his assistants to personally guide us through the various departments, and were free to browse at our own pace once again.
We purchased gifts for the family, but admittedly had the most fun choosing gifts for Baby Swan. Edward smiled as I held up one adorable outfit after another. I shamelessly spent more than I probably should have, and ended up leaving there with several baby items, my favorite being a faux fur infant snowsuit.
I chose a neutral color because, although Emmett and Rose had discovered the sex of the baby at their most recent ultrasound, they were keeping that information to themselves until we returned home. Rose said they 'wanted to see my face' when they told me.
I couldn't wait.
-V&V—
By the next day, the rumor that I was pregnant was spreading like wildfire. It hadn't even occurred to me that the sight of Edward and I purchasing baby clothes would be misconstrued.
In response, I poured myself into the skinny jeans I'd purchased the day before at Harrod's and the tight form-fitting top I'd purchased to wear with them.
Edward laughed when I emerged from our bathroom.
"I know what you're doing, and I can't say I disapprove." He said appreciatively while eyeing my cleavage. "You look mighty sexy."
"I can't say I feel very sexy. These jeans are tight. I decided not to wear underwear because they'd take up too much damned space."
Edward's mouth fell open, while I fist bumped my inner sex goddess for leaving my husband speechless.
I winked at him before turning to grab my purse, making sure to wiggle my ass in his direction as I did. His resounding laugh made me laugh as well.
We spent the day antique shopping at a couple of stores Esme had recommended, purchasing several additions for our no longer empty house. After that, we had an early dinner at the Eagle and Child.
"Fancy an evening out Mr. Cullen?" I asked in the most horrible impersonation of a British accent known to man as we strolled hand in hand back to our house.
After he laughed at me, Edward spoke. "What did you have in mind my love?"
"I was thinking we could go out to a club?" I asked, unsure of his response.
His eyes widened in disbelief. "A club?"
"Yes. I've been thinking. You know Edward, we're young, but sometimes we certainly don't act that way. Your sister is constantly teasing me about it. Music, dancing, a little alcohol, I think it will be fun."
He shrugged. "I'm game if you are. It was never something I wanted to do before I met you, so yes, this could be fun," he gave me a wicked grin "especially if you let me get you drunk and take advantage of you."
I blurted out a laugh. "That doesn't require alcohol Edward. You should know that by now."
When I emerged from our bathroom in my sparkly midnight blue mini dress and matching stilettos, Edward's eyes shone with approval.
I'm sure his expression mirrored mine as I drank him in.
In his black jeans, charcoal grey button down, and sex hair, he looked absolutely edible.
Funny how Edward always had sex hair even before he'd started having sex….
-V&V—
What was it about being in a place with loud pulsating music and club lighting, not to mention groups of people drinking and dancing dangerously close to one another, or as I like to call it 'having sex with their clothes on', that made me want to straddle Edward and ride him until morning?
Don't discount the amount of alcohol you've been consuming….
And the sexy man beside you whispering inappropriate things in your ear…
When we'd first arrived, I'd confided in Edward that I wanted to do something new, maybe try a drink I'd never had before. I ordered something called a 'Havana Passion' which looked delicious.
I watched as Edward's eyes lit up as if with an idea.
As soon as the waitress left after delivering our first round of drinks, he leaned in and began to speak in my ear so there would be no danger of anyone overhearing.
"Bella, if I had known you were looking to try a new drink, I could have made some suggestions." Suddenly I felt his fingers on my leg, inching under the hem of my dress and drawing lazy circles on my thigh. "Such as a Comfortable Screw, or possibly a Slippery Nipple."
He waited expectantly as my face flamed. I doubted he could see it in the muted light of our corner booth, but that didn't stop him from chuckling. "I adore your blush." He said in my ear before kissing my hair just above it.
And so it continued with Edward suggesting drinks, every one of which had a sexy or dirty name, as he took in my reaction with amusement.
By the time I had finished my second Havana Passion, I decided he needed a taste of his own medicine.
He was being so bad.
It was fucking hot.
"Edward," I began with my lips close to his ear, "I distinctly remember saying that I wanted to try something I never had before. Your suggestions simply don't meet that criteria darling." I said as I let my finger trace the skin of his chest and the smattering of hair there exposed by the open top buttons of his shirt.
"For example," I continued. "I've most definitely had a Slippery Nipple." I smiled and quirked an eyebrow. "Well, actually with the help of your tongue, I've had two on many occasions." I watched in amusement as his mouth dropped open.
Silly man.
You are about to be schooled by your horny, loving, albeit slightly inebriated wife…
"As for a Comfortable Screw, I've had many, you should remember. You were there for Every. Single. One." I made sure that my lips brushed against his cheek as I uttered each word.
"I even seem to distinctly remember having a Slow Comfortable Screw Against The Wall." I cleared my throat. "Well, actually it was a shower wall, but a wall nonetheless."
I suppressed my chuckle as I watched Edward's Adam's apple bob as he swallowed thickly.
The waitress replenished our drinks.
"Let's see, oh yes, I've had lots of Silk Panties, but you already knew that. I'm actually wearing a pair now, although technically it's a thong, but I guess that qualifies." I grinned as I watched his hand close tightly around his drink.
"Pop the Cherry, I have to confess to having had only one of those, but it was a once in a lifetime experience." I brought my lips closer to his ear. "The same can be said for Sex on the Beach, but I'd be open to a repeat performance of that sometime if the circumstance presented itself." I traced my tongue along the shell of his ear.
He took a large swallow of his scotch.
"Screaming Orgasms, and Between the Sheets, hmm, I know you can't have forgotten about those…." This time I let my fingertips brush along the front of his shirt until they reached the waistband of his jeans.
Edward's jaw clenched and it appeared that his chest had begun to heave slightly.
Naughty Bella
"I think that just about covers all the ones you mentioned, although there is one more which I've heard of, but never actually experienced." I smiled sweetly at him. "Who knows? Maybe tonight's the night I should try a Blow Job." As the words left my mouth, I reached my hand down and cupped his junk.
Holy shit, he's about to burst through the zipper…
And I think Edward's jaw is somewhere in the vicinity of the floor….
A distinctive groan escaped my husband's perfect lips as he spun to face me while covering my hand with one of his, effectively holding it in place. With his other hand, he grasped the back of my neck and pulled my face to his. My lips were captured in a searing, needy kiss.
"Baby, I surrender. You win." He breathed into my mouth. "Are you ready to get out of here?"
I jerked my head back and gave him a confused look. "But, we haven't danced yet." I schooled my face in order to keep the amusement I felt at the predicament below his waist hidden.
I watched as he drew in a deep breath before releasing it slowly. "You really want to dance?"
"Absolutely," I tried to sound convincing.
"Just….give me a minute," he said before removing my hand from his crotch and downing the rest of his drink.
He pulled me by the hand to the dance floor, and within minutes I was lost in the rhythmic sensual beat. It was crowded, and Edward was close. Very close. I make sure to graze his crotch with my ass as I danced, until somewhere around the third pass I felt his hands hold my hips from behind in a firm grasp. "Bella," his voice hissed in my ear. "If you do that once more, I won't be responsible for my actions."
I giggled out loud, and being more than a little tipsy, pressed against him one last time.
In one fluid movement, Edward had me turned around and pulled against his side. He proceeded to hold me tightly against him as he walked us toward the exit.
"But…" I squeaked.
"We're leaving." He said in answer to my unfinished protest as he pressed a wad of cash into the hand of our waitress as we passed.
"But…"
He stopped and leaned down, his lips close to my ear. "Isabella, I am very close to throwing you over my shoulder and carrying you out of here. The only thing stopping me is the fact that you've admitted you're wearing a thong, and there is no way in hell that I'm allowing any of these horny motherfuckers a glimpse of your luscious ass. That's for my eyes only."
Damn he's sexy….
As soon as we stepped outside, Lou appeared.
When the hell did he phone Lou?
I came to the realization that when I drank, I tended to miss things.
We clambered into the car and, mercifully, within minutes were back at our house. As soon as Lou drove away, Edward had me through the front door and tossed over his shoulder. He didn't set me down again until we were inside our room.
Thank God the Griffins retire early…
He slammed the bedroom door and the next thing I knew, I was pressed up against it. "Bella, Bella, Bella."
"Edward, Edward, Edward." I repeated back with a smirk.
He narrowed his eyes while smiling. "You are quite the tease aren't you?"
I pulled him down and whispered in his ear, "You won't be calling me a tease when we're fucking in a few minutes."
Shocked by my words, I watched as Edward's eyes almost protruded from their sockets.
I wasn't sure why but, although I didn't seem to have a problem expressing myself physically with Edward,when I attempted to verbalize my sexual desires, it was awkward.
He blinked once, twice and then gave me a crooked smile. "It seems that the alcohol has loosened your tongue my dear wife."
Oh it's loose alright…
Suddenly, all those articles I'd been forced to read in Cosmo about pleasing your man came unbidden, but not unwelcome, to my mind.
Rose and Alice may have been right…
Time to put that knowledge to good use…
I pressed my body against him, effectively causing him to take a step back.
As soon as I had ample room, I dropped to my knees and immediately began working to undo the fly of his jeans. Once it was undone, I began to tug them down. I could hear Edward's uneven breaths as he assisted me, and stepped out of them a moment later.
When I reached for the waistband of his boxer briefs, his hands were there before mine, pulling them down and away. I grasped his erection in my hand and began to stroke it. I had the urge to draw him into my mouth and find out if my tongue was as talented as he'd demonstrated his was.
I leaned forward and placed a reverent kiss on the tip and swiped my tongue across it, just before Edward gasped and I felt his strong hands wrap around my upper arms and lift me up.
"Baby, you don't have to do that," he breathed into my mouth once he had me on my feet again.
"I want to make you happy Edward," I answered back, breathlessly as I pulled his bottom lip into my mouth and sucked gently.
"You already make me so… so... happy," he panted out as his hands found my thong and pulled it away. "I need to be inside you my love."
"Please," I whispered by way of an answer.
He turned and moved forward until I was flush against the wall.
His skilled fingers teased my entrance, finding me wet and wanting. My shoes had added a fair amount of height, so I lifted just one leg in order to wrap it around him. He grasped that leg by the back of the knee, holding it up and slightly away from him as he pushed inside.
"So, I guess a Slow Comfortable Screw Against The Wall is the winner." I moaned.
"I would say that I'm the winner my love," Edward said in a hoarse voice before attacking my neck with his lips.
"No…" I panted out, "I'm definitely the winner."
He made a contented sound deep in his throat, "Less talking, more cumming…"
And so I did…
**********A/N*********
Song recs: 'Crash' by Dave Matthews; 'Crack The Shutters Open' by Snow Patrol; 'All the Things You Are' by Ella Fitzgerald.
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