A special thank you to a pair of lovely ladies: Teamswitzerlandmom for her beta work on the original chapter, and imadiehardtwihard2 for her assistance with the extended chapter! Thank you both so very much!
My apologies in advance to Sandra Bullock for the following bit of fuckery.
Enjoy!
*************L&EL***************
EPOV
Thanks for the 'heads up' Edward," Ellen said quietly once the show was over and Bella had made a quick visit to the ladies room. "You know how I love to prank guests, but I can't say I would have enjoyed scaring the crap out of a pregnant woman."
We laughed lightly. Knowing Ellen's penchant for frightening guests while on her show, I'd phoned her a couple of days before our appearance to let her know about the baby. Boy was I glad I did because, as I found out, she was indeed planning to have someone in a Scream mask sneak up behind Bella during the interview.
"Normally it would have been fine…"
Although I don't think anyone could scare Bella as much as her brother did in that clown mask…
I shuddered at the memory.
Just then, Bella reappeared at my side, smiling brightly.
We exchanged goodbye hugs with Ellen and hastily headed toward our waiting limo. This visit to L.A. was going to be a whirlwind.
The Oscars were tomorrow night, and my parents and Duke, along with Emmett and Rose, had arrived today in order to attend. After dropping Bella off at the house with the family, Jasper and I headed across town for a photo shoot.
"This is the one I was telling you about," Jasper said as he handed me a script.
"Chained To The Sky" I repeated the title aloud.
"Yeah, it's from a Bob Dylan line, I think it goes 'No one is free, even the birds are chained to the sky'."
"What are you a music historian now?" I asked with a laugh just before Jasper flipped me the bird.
"Yeah, whatever. Anyway, the story is really good and it's unlike anything you've ever done before. I think you should read it."
"Why don't you give me the CliffsNotes version."
Jasper rubbed his hands together and leaned forward in his seat. He lived for this shit. "It's set in the 1970's. The story is about a singer who becomes a star. He's young, impressionable; kind of loses himself along the way through excess. You know drugs, alcohol, women…"
"Does he end up dead in the end because Bella doesn't handle that well?"
Jasper chuckled. "No, this actually has a happy ending, and you get to sing in it. Just read the script."
I narrowed my eyes at him. "What makes you think I want to sing on camera?"
"Edward, we all know you have a great voice. No one's going to make you do something you don't want though. But, if my opinion counts for anything, I think you should do it."
"The film or the singing?"
Jasper grinned. "Both."
The photo shoot was predictable. This particular photographer loved to show the intense and brooding side of Edward Masen. I was so ridiculously happy, that it took a while to tap into that part of my psyche. Then I remembered that Bella wouldn't be with me at the Academy Awards the next night, and suddenly it became quite easy to look despondent.
Fuck. I'm regretting pushing her to do this already.
It was too late to change things though. The book tour date in Seattle was etched in stone. The best thing I could do for Bella was pretend that it didn't bother me.
I could do that much for the woman I loved.
***L&EL***
"'Don't cry', the swallow told Francisco, 'I won't be gone forever, now that you have helped me find my family, I will return to you every summer'," I stood mesmerized as Bella read to the small group of children seated at her feet.
This stop on her book tour was a little different from the others, and I could tell that she was enjoying herself immensely. Judging by the faces of the children, they were just as enraptured by my wife as I was, as she read to them from her first published work.
"Baby, that was wonderful." I told her when it was finally over and I had her in my arms.
"Oh, Edward, it was so much fun, reading my words to them while watching their little faces light up." Her smile was breathtaking. "But, do you know what was on my mind the entire time?"
"The thought of me, naked?" I asked with a cheeky smile.
Bella giggled. "Hmm," she hummed as she pressed her lips to mine, "You caught me. That is what I think about ninety-nine point nine percent of the time, but while I was reading to the children, all I could think about was reading to our baby someday."
I could see the tears well up in her eyes as she spoke.
"I can't wait, sweetheart." I said as I kissed her nose.
***L&EL***
"You disgust me," Bella was speaking but, understandably, I was a bit taken aback by the words I'd heard escape her perfect lips. Even during those times when she was angry with me, she'd never stooped to name-calling.
Was I having a nightmare?
"Boorish, that's the word I'm looking for. You are boorish, and a Neanderthal."
I opened my eyes wide in shock, only to find her lying next to me with her cell phone to her ear. I breathed a sigh of relief when I realized the insults she was spewing were not directed at me.
If I'd had to venture a guess, I'd wager that the person at the receiving end of Bella's verbal diatribe was none other than her brother.
I had to admit that there was no arguing with her apt description. I'd borne witness to incidents where Emmett was all of the above and more.
"No, Emmett, not boring. You, brother dear, could never be boring." She sighed then in exasperation. "Emmett, you went to college. Boorish. Look it up. I've got to go, I'll see you later. Yes, I love you too." She chuckled then before ending the call.
I smiled at her. "Good morning beautiful."
"Good morning."
"Emmett being Emmett again?"
"You know it. He's excited because he thinks he's going to meet Sandra Bullock tonight."
"He probably will at the after-party."
Bella grinned and shook her head. "Yeah, well, while he was speaking with me on the phone, he and Rose got into a discussion about the fact that Emmett wants her to grant him a 'hall pass' for the evening." Bella said, making little air quotes with her fingers. "So he can spend some quality time with 'Sandy' as he calls her."
I laughed. "I probably don't want to know this but, what exactly would a hall pass entitle him to do?"
"Nothing too bad, he just wants to have permission to kiss her."
"What?"
"He told Rose, emphatically, that he wouldn't be the one to initiate the kiss, but he feels that Sandy will somehow find him irresistible. And if she kisses him, he doesn't want Rose to seek retribution; hence the hall pass."
"And Rose's response?"
"She said she'd rip off his lips if he kissed anyone other than her." Bella was giggling pretty hard then, "He argued back that he promised to push Sandy away if she slipped him the tongue."
I laughed. "I'm surprised Rose didn't threaten to rip off something else."
"Me too, but she said that the only reason his peen was safe was because she wanted Whit to have siblings someday."
We were both laughing then as I pulled her close to me. "Bella, did you just say peen?"
She bit her lip. "Well, Rose actually said dick but I thought that was a little crass."
I gave her a swift kiss, "My little potty mouth wife doesn't like to say the word dick?"
Predictably, my question brought forth that beautiful blush.
***L&EL***
After breakfast, the moment I'd been dreading finally arrived. I had to say goodbye to Bella. I was sending her back to Seattle.
If this was really the right thing to do, then why do I feel so damned terrible about it?
"Edward, you say the word and I'll stay," she told me with tears in her eyes.
It was time to become Edward Masen, and pretend that sending her away wasn't killing me inside. "No, baby. This is for the best. Your career is every bit as important as mine." I kissed her lips. "Besides, in the end, this is nothing more than another public appearance that I'm forced to endure. Alice will be there with me, and then later tonight, I'll see you back home."
With a resigned sigh, she kissed me goodbye and I watched her walk to the waiting car. Once it had exited through the security gate, I closed the door and leaned back against it.
Fuck, fuck, and fuck.
I have really done it to myself this time.
At nine o'clock in the fucking morning, I grabbed the bottle of Jack, and poured myself three fingers worth.
I knew Alice would be arriving soon, and she would no doubt give me shit for drinking this early, but I didn't care.
***L&EL***
She's not coming.
She's really not coming.
I pulled at my hair before looking in the mirror to adjust my tie for what was probably the hundredth time.
What did you expect?
You told her not to come
Why did she have to believe me? I'm an actor for Christ's sake. She of all people should know me better than that.
"Edward," I heard Alice call from downstairs.
"Coming," I answered before pulling on my jacket and adjusting the cuffs of my sleeves. I gave myself one last scowl in the mirror before exiting the bedroom.
"Hey Ali," I greeted my sister with a half-hearted hug.
"Wow" She said with a frown. "Who died? Because you look like you're going to attend a funeral rather than going to accept the Oscar for Best Actor?"
"Thanks for the vote of confidence, Ali, even though I'm not going to win." I said as I shook my head. "I'm just… I don't know. None of this feels right without her here." I dropped my gaze to the floor.
Alice took a deep breath. "Are you now regretting the fact that you sent her away?"
I nodded, keeping my eyes on the floor. Alice reached over and grasped my upper arm in a comforting gesture as I continued. "She's already given up so much for me. It's the last night of her book tour, and I thought I could at least do this one thing. This one unselfish thing. But it appears that I can't."
"It's only one evening Edward. You'll be fine." Alice didn't understand. How could I expect her to?
"I know it's just one evening. But it's a really important evening, and I managed to convince my wife that I didn't need her with me. I'm nervous." I said as I ran my hand through my hair again. "So fucking nervous. And Bella makes everything better," I trailed off, probably sounding like an idiot. "If I were to win, and that's a big if," I continued "It will mean absolutely nothing if she's not with me."
"Correct me if I'm wrong Edward, but she wanted to stay with you. She'd planned to cancel the last night of the tour."
I nodded.
"And yet you took it upon yourself to tell her not to do that."
I nodded again, feeling like shit.
"I love you little brother, but you're an idiot."
"I know," I moaned.
"Well, it's too late to worry about it now," Alice chirped cheerfully.
How can she be so happy when I'm dying inside?
"Come on," she urged me toward the door. "The limo's outside."
I sighed before following her.
As we approached the car she stopped. "You know, I don't think I'm really up to this Edward."
"What?" I asked incredulously.
"Yeah, I decided I don't want to be your date tonight."
"Alice, what the hell? You promised."
"I know I did, but I've changed my mind. I'll ride over later with Jazz and the others," she continued in the same happy tone.
I stood there gaping at my sister in disbelief. This sort of behavior was completely out of character for her.
She smiled and patted my cheek. "So you see, I sort of took it upon myself to arrange for someone to take my place."
Alice has arranged for someone to be my date? What the fuck?
"Alice, if you think I'm taking anyone other than you to this thing, you're out of your mind," I snarled.
Alice narrowed her eyes at me. "Edward Cullen, when are you going to learn to never bet against me? The driver has already been instructed where to pick up your date."
What the hell has gotten into her?
The thought crossed my mind that maybe I was being Punk'd.
Didn't I hear somewhere that that show was making a comeback?
I also knew that Alice would never be a willing participant to something like that.
Christ. She has lost her mind.
"Well, then he can be UN-instructed. Alice, in case you're forgetting, I am a married man. A very happily married man." I snapped at her. "There will be no date. I'll go alone." I huffed before turning and wrenching open the door to the limo and ducking inside.
My breath caught in my throat at the sight before me. There she sat, a vision in a shimmering red gown, observing my reaction with a curious expression. She tilted her head and smiled before taking a sip from her crystal flute glass.
My gorgeous wife.
"Perhaps I misjudged the situation Edward, but I was certain that you would prefer to attend tonight's gala with me rather than with your sister."
I heard Alice's ringing laughter, and realized that I hadn't yet closed the door.
"I'll see you both a little later," she said with another giggle before shutting it for me.
I sat there staring at my wife in amazement. "Bella?" I breathed out before sliding across the seat until my body was pressed against hers. "Baby, you're really here?"
"Yes Edward. I would never let you go through this alone, but unfortunately, you have to learn things the hard way sometimes," she said with a smile.
I pulled her to me and kissed her until we were both breathless. "God, I'm so sorry Bella. I don't deserve you."
"Yes you do Edward." She said as she placed her hand on the side of my face. "And you also deserve to win tonight. But even if you don't, I wouldn't want to be anywhere in the world other than by your side. That's how it will always be, so you'd better get used to it," she said before kissing me softly.
"But what about the book tour?"
"It's only one night Edward. It's been rescheduled for Tuesday evening, which still makes it possible for me to fly with you to Europe the next day."
"But they told you they couldn't move the date." I said, still confused.
"It's funny how they changed their tune once I informed them that it was either change the date, or cancel the appearance altogether."
I sighed and sat back in the seat, perfectly content and at ease knowing my beautiful girl would be with me tonight.
She is amazing
The smile fell from my face however, as I watched her take another sip of her drink. "Sweetheart, what is that?" I asked cautiously.
"Don't worry" She smirked. "It's only grape juice."
I relaxed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound accusing…"
Bella placed her finger on my lips, silencing my worries. "Shh. Baby, you really need to relax. And please stop apologizing." She reached her hand up and ran her fingers through my hair. "Promise me that you'll be calm for the rest of the evening, and I promise to make it worth your while," she breathed the words into my ear, and I immediately felt myself growing hard.
I took a deep breath. "I promise," I whispered back.
***L&EL***
"As soon as I read the script, I knew I wanted to play this part," Bella and I were on the red carpet. She had stepped away while I answered questions and I could hear the clicking of the cameras all around us as the photographers had a field day with her in that stunning red dress.
"It's such a deeply personal story in the midst of a time that literally changed the entire world." I continued.
"How do you feel about being nominated?"
"Well, obviously, I feel very honored and grateful for myself, as well as for the rest of the cast and crew. Keeping my fingers crossed that Hal wins best director and that we also win best film."
"I see your lovely wife is here tonight, I was under the impression that she would be on her book tour."
I laughed and shook my head, "So was I!"
My answer caused the reporter's eyebrows to raise.
"She surprised you?"
I nodded. "She did indeed." I glanced over at my wife and winked at her. "It was a wonderful surprise."
****L&EL****
There is no way I'm going to win, especially against these other guys. Two of them are movie legends for Christ's sake.
I had just finished presenting the Oscar for Best Cinematography, and was now back, happily seated with Bella as we waited.
I let my mind wander….
Bella is stunning in that dress. It shows just enough cleavage…
Well, maybe a little too much cleavage. I'll have to speak to Alice about that…
I swear I saw Leo leering at her. Eat your heart out asshat.
I'll be the one helping her out of that dress later tonight. Fucker.
I was pulled from my musings when Bella covered my hand with hers. I turned my glance to the stage where her attention was riveted. Helen Mirren was announcing the nominees for the next award.
"This young man captured our hearts and minds with his emotional portrayal of a soldier faced with making the ultimate sacrifice in war torn Europe." Helen said with a smile. "Edward Masen in The Harvest of Avarice." Helen's announcement was followed by a short clip from the film.
I swallowed hard as Bella gripped my hand even tighter. Helen went on to announce the other nominees, one by one, as I forced my expression into one of quiet expectation.
"And the Oscar goes to…." I watched; my body perfectly still, as Helen tore open the envelope and pulled the card from the inside. "Edward Masen in The Harvest of Avarice," she announced in a clear voice.
I felt all the air leave my lungs in a whoosh as Bella bounced excitedly in her seat beside me. I stood and turned toward her, wrapping my arms around her. "Oh my God," I whispered into her neck. "I love you baby."
She wrapped her arm around me and spoke into my ear, "I'm so proud of you," she said before pulling away and holding my face between her hands. "You won. Oh, Edward you won. I love you so much," she said with tears in her eyes. I swiftly kissed her lips before standing to make my way to the stage in a daze.
When I reached the microphone, Helen kissed my cheek and whispered her congratulations before handing me the golden statuette. I stood there for a moment looking down at it as I nervously ran a hand through my hair. I finally turned to face the audience. They were all there; fellow actors, actresses and directors, people I'd admired for many years.
"Wow," I began, "Are we sure there hasn't been some kind of mistake?" I was only half joking. The audience murmured in amusement.
I ran my hand through my hair again. "I cannot believe this. I'm stunned," I took a deep breath. "To the other actors who were also nominated, I am so honored to have been included amongst you. Every one of you deserves this much more than I." I sighed and shook my head. "Be that as it may, I'd like to thank the Academy, um, along with our wonderful cast, Tony, Yves and Rachel, our amazing director Hal, who was able to turn his vision into a reality through grit, determination, praise," I grinned, "and sometimes tough love."
I took another breath. "I want to thank my family, most of whom are here tonight, Mom, Dad, Duke, Alice, Jasper, Emmett and Rose, my good friend Chris" I grinned, "Charlie and Suzanne, back home in Washington, my assistant Alec, and my agent Jane," I took another breath. "I'm certain I've forgotten someone."
I then turned and looked directly at my wife. Her face was shining, her cheeks wet with her tears. Her proud smile melted my heart. "Most importantly, I want to thank my beautiful wife." I smiled at her. "Bella, the day we met changed my life forever. You are truly the best thing that has ever happened to me. I thank you for putting up with my bouts of moodiness and sometimes sheer stupidity." The audience chuckled. "Your love and support means everything, and without it I know for a fact I wouldn't be standing here accepting this award. I love you, baby." I blew her a kiss. She mouthed the words 'I love you'. I smiled and waved at the crowd before exiting the stage.
***L&EL***
Knowing that Bella was exhausted, I decided we would only attend the Vanity Fair after party, and even then I knew we wouldn't stay long.
After making the rounds, making sure to say hello to anyone I'd worked with in the past, and to the directors I particularly wanted to work with in the future, Bella and I returned to our table where Emmett and Rose appeared to be in the midst of an argument, much to the amusement of my parents and Duke.
"The way I look at it, he owes me." Emmett told his wife before crossing his arms defiantly across his chest.
"Good luck with that." Rose gave him a dirty look before taking a sip of her champagne.
Bella and I gave one another a confused look.
Suddenly, Emmett was on his feet and wrapping an arm around my shoulders as he led me away from our family. "Eddie, as I was telling Rose, the way I see it I left my very young son in order to be a good brother-in-law and support you on your special night."
I frowned. "Emmett, you fucking begged to come to this…"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever…" he continued after totally disregarding my statement. "You say tomato; I say what-the-fuck-ever."
I feel a migraine coming on…
"Point is I'm here for you. So that means you owe me."
I sighed. "Just get to the point Emmett."
He looked at me with a serious expression. "Sandy. You have to introduce me to Sandy. I can't go home knowing I was in the same room with her and never had the balls to speak to her. Well, obviously I do have the balls, but Rose says I can't just walk up to her without an introduction, so that's where you come in." The serious expression morphed into a dazzling smile.
I grabbed a flute of champagne from a passing waiter and downed the contents before glaring at my brother-in-law. "Come on." I gestured for him to follow me as I made my way to Sandy's table.
As soon as Sandra saw us approaching, she smiled and stood to greet me. "Hi Edward, I tried to find you earlier to congratulate you." She said before giving me a hug.
"Thanks, I appreciate that." I smiled and saw Sandra glance over at Emmett. "Oh, Sandra, this is my wife's brother, Emmett."
"Hi Emmett, pleased to meet you." Sandra said as she held out her hand.
Emmett never returned the handshake. When I turned to see why, the look on his face was priceless. I couldn't believe it. Emmett was petrified, and for once in his stupid life, he was speechless. "Now that's not something you see every day," I remarked with a chuckle. "Emmett," I nudged his arm which seemed to wake him up and he reached for Sandra's hand, shaking it timidly.
"You're my favorite actress." He mumbled.
"Thanks very much," She answered. "Which movie do you like the best?"
Emmett licked his lips and swallowed before answering in a raspy whisper. "Um, Speed. And I like The Lake House, even though it's a chick flick."
Sandra laughed and Emmett got quiet again as he stood there just blinking and staring.
"Is he always this talkative?"
"You have no idea," I muttered.
"Hello darlings!" I turned to find Christopher, making a beeline for us.
"Hello Chris," Sandra said, leaning in to kiss Chris on both cheeks.
"Hello Sandy darling, you look fabulous, even if I didn't dress you." He said with a quirked eyebrow.
"Sorry, Chris, next time, I promise." She told him sheepishly.
"I'm going to hold you to that chicka." He answered with a wink.
Chris got a look at Emmett's starstruck demeanor and his smile turned downright mischievous. "I see you've met my Emmybear." He said while looping an arm through one of Emmett's big beefy ones.
"Huh?" Emmett asked, still in a daze.
Sandy got a look of understanding on her face, "Oh, so you and Emmett are…?" she asked, gesturing between them.
"Oh, yes we are." Chris answered suggestively.
Finally Emmett seemed to snap out of his Sandy stupor. "What are you talking about Chris?" He said as he pulled his arm away. "Dude, I love you like a brother, or sometimes a sister, but you know I don't bat for the other team bro."
"Oh dear," Chris said before leaning toward Sandra conspiratorially. "He always gets like this when he drinks. Years of repressed sexual tendencies."
"Ohhh." Sandra answered as she nodded in understanding as Chris pulled Emmett away.
I was biting the inside of my cheek so hard to keep from laughing that I was certain that I'd drawn blood.
I gave Sandra a smile and a quick wave as I followed Chris and Emmett away from her table.
"Chris, let go of me," Emmett continued to protest as Chris led him back to our waiting family. "Dude, that was so uncool!" He bellowed.
When I relayed the story of what transpired during Emmett conversation with 'Sandy', the guffaws from our table were so loud that I actually feared we'd be thrown out. Rose and Bella were the worst, as they leaned against each other laughing their asses off.
Emmett sulked but seemed to recover after another glass of champagne.
***L&EL***
During the limo ride to the house, I got a congratulatory phone call from Charlie who was back in Forks babysitting for Whit. Rose and Emmett left the party when we did, in order to catch a late flight back to Seattle. Ironically, it was the same flight I was supposed to catch in order to meet up with Bella that evening.
"Did you have a good time tonight sweetheart?" I asked once we arrived at the house.
She smiled. "Yes, but I'll be glad to get back home to Seattle, even if it's only for a couple of days."
I blew out a breath. "Bella, are you sure you're up to this European trip? I mean you could wait a few days before flying over, maybe rest up…."
She cut me off. "Edward Cullen," she snapped. "What did we talk about earlier? Have you not learned your lesson yet?"
She quirked her eyebrow before looking into my eyes, "I wouldn't get any rest because I would be unhappy without you. It would be the same for you, don't try to deny it."
I nodded sheepishly.
"Edward, face the fact that it's better for our health and well-being if we aren't separated." She smiled. "We're very lucky that we can choose to be together every day. There are so many people who don't have that choice. Think of all the soldiers scattered all over the globe who are missing their loved ones tonight."
I was abruptly ashamed of myself.
"Our life together is a gift, and I don't plan to waste a moment of it," she ended with a whisper.
I pulled her into my arms and pressed my lips to hers. "I love you so much Bella."
"I love you too," she whispered.
We stood there, in our room, enjoying the feel of being in each other's arms. I placed kisses along her shoulder and throat before finding her lips again. My entire body came alive as I held her in my arms. I knew that ten, twenty, even fifty years from now, I would still feel the same.
I traced her lips with my tongue before she parted them, inviting me inside.
As our tongues danced in a slow erotic rhythm, I felt Bella's hands gently slide my jacket from my shoulders. Once it was on the floor, I returned the favor by sliding the straps of her dress down her arms until the garment was lying, pooled at her feet. She stepped out of it and to the side, pulling me with her.
I glanced down at her beautiful form. Her breasts were bare, the plunging neckline of the dress so extreme that she hadn't worn a bra. I had a sudden fear that Leo may have gotten more than an eyeful when he was staring at her.
I shook my head to dispel the image of that leering motherfucker from my mind.
After pausing for a moment to place my cufflinks on the dresser, I turned and moved back over to her.
Bella's small fingers began to work the buttons on my shirt. I ran my hands down her sides and over her hips, tracing along the bottom edge of her red lace panties and further down until I could feel the top of her stockings.
"Leave the stockings and shoes on," I whispered.
Bella smirked as she reached the last button and pulled my shirt from my body. She leaned in and placed a soft warm kiss on my chest.
Within minutes, my pants and boxer briefs were added to the pile of clothing, along with Bella's panties. The red stilettos added enough height that I didn't need to bend down in order to kiss her lips. I started there before brushing my lips down her throat and chest until I reached her breasts.
I paused there, pulling my head back in order to see her face.
I grasped her breasts in my hands, palming them before tweaking her nipples gently; all the time searching her expression for any sign of discomfort.
"Sensitive?" I asked.
"Yes, but that feels good. Don't stop."
I bent down again taking one nipple in my mouth and was rewarded with a breathy moan. I reached my arms around her and cupped her ass cheeks, pulling her lower body against my erection as I laved the other nipple with my tongue.
God I love the feel of her body… her soft skin…
Bella started to walk forward, effectively moving me with her, until the edge of the mattress was against the back of my knees. "Sit," she directed.
"Yes Ma'am," I replied with a smirk, and did as she commanded.
Bella let go of me and I reached for her. "Uh uh uh" she said as she twitched her finger at me in a scolding fashion, "hands by your side."
"Bella, I want to touch you," I whined.
"You will be touching me," she said in a sultry voice as she twirled her fingers in my hair, "but not with your hands. Not right away at least."
I groaned as I grasped the meaning of her words.
I reached out again to touch her beautiful body, causing her to back away several inches. "I mean it Edward, if you touch me you won't be getting laid tonight."
"Bella!" I exclaimed in shock.
She giggled. "Come on baby, I want to do this," she said with pleading eyes as she closed the gap between us again and kissed my lips.
I kissed her back, caressing her tongue with mine, before finally nodding my head and letting out a deep breath.
How can I refuse her, especially when she's naked?
Bella unexpectedly dropped to her knees in front of me. I watched intently as she licked her lips, her hands resting on each of my thighs.
Oh my God…
I clutched the duvet with both hands to keep them anchored beside me. She looked up at me and winked before she grasped my erection in one of her small warm hands and began stroking it slowly; up, down, up, down.
Oh God, I love her hand…
I love her tongue even more…
As if in answer to my thoughts, Bella bent down and swiped her tongue across the tip.
Once, twice, three times before swirling her tongue around it and taking the head completely into her warm soft mouth.
"Fuck," I muttered as I fisted the bed clothes even harder and my eyes rolled back in my head.
Bella released me in order to speak. "All in good time Edward," she teased before wrapping her lips around my erection again.
It took everything in me not to touch her, when all I wanted to do was to grab the back of her head and hold her there as I thrust my swollen cock in and out of her perfect mouth.
To think that there was a time I actually tried to stop her from doing this…
Lesson learned…
Bella sped up her movements as she sucked just a bit harder. I knew if she kept up this pace, I would be coming soon.
I don't want to come in her mouth…
Once again, as if she could read my thoughts, she abruptly stopped and withdrew her lips from around my cock. She smiled up at me before kissing the head and rising to her feet.
I really want to touch her…
She leaned into me and kissed my lips before climbing onto my lap, straddling me, and slowly easing herself onto my length.
Oh fuuuuccck…
I love this position…
Wet, deep and so tight…
"Now you can use your hands Edward," she said breathlessly as she began to rock against me. "It's so deep this way," she said with a moan as she threw her head back and began to really move.
I swiftly grasped onto her hips, helping to guide her movements, while also helping her to keep her balance. Because of Bella's amazing mouth, I knew I wouldn't be able to last long. My hope was that since she'd been so horny lately, it wouldn't take much to carry her over the edge with me. Regardless, I made a concentrated effort to hold off my orgasm as long as possible. I tried, I really did, but when my wife began to ride me fast and hard while, at the same time her gorgeous full breasts bounced in front of my face, well, fuck, I'm only human after all.
"Baby, I'm not going to last," I panted out. "Take it easy love."
I was totally fucking enjoying what she was doing, and I really didn't want her take it easy, but I also didn't want her to over exert herself.
"No Edward. I want it. Just. Like. This." She rocked hard on my erection as she grunted out each word.
"Oh fuck, oh Bella," I panted again as I felt myself come apart at her words. Bella's muscles clenched around my cock like a vice as I moaned, her hot breath on my neck; and before I knew it, I was exploding deep inside her.
She continued to rock for a moment longer before her body stiffened and with one loud prolonged moan, she climaxed around me.
I held her close, encircling her in my arms, as her trembling subsided and our breathing once again returned to normal. We sat still and quiet, clinging to one another for a long moment before I kissed her lips gently and slowly eased out of her.
"Jesus baby," I whispered against her shoulder before placing a soft kiss there as well, "are you okay?"
"More than wonderful," she answered with a giggle, "you worry too much. I'm not made of glass you know."
"I know…"
"Then stop treating me that way," she placed a kiss on my lips. "I know you mean well, but Edward, I want to enjoy sex the way we used to."
"You haven't enjoyed it?" I asked in bewilderment.
"Of course I have. When we make love it's always beautiful and perfect. It's just, you've been so controlled; sometimes I miss the Edward that would cut loose; the Edward who talked dirty to me," she said as she wiggled her eyebrows and grinned cheekily.
I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. "I'm being ridiculous, aren't I?"
"A little," she agreed with a smile.
"I'm sorry Bella; you know how much I worry."
"Yes and I know it's because you love me. I'm not telling you to tie me up and work me over with a belt," she giggled again. "All I ask is that you trust me and believe me when I say everything is fine. We can be a little more adventurous."
My traitorous dick twitched at her words.
Down boy…
"Agreed," I said with a smile before lifting her off of my lap, and laying her down on the bed. I lay on my side, next to her, and kissed her lips. "Lie back and relax sweetheart, I'm going to make you more comfortable.
I sat up and scooted down until I was next to her feet. I removed one shoe and its twin before dropping them to the floor beside the bed. Next, I slowly removed one stocking and then the other before sending them to join the shoes on the floor.
I gazed at my beautiful naked wife, stretched out before me, her eyes glowing with the intensity of her love for me.
Her entire body is glowing actually…
I am a lucky, lucky man…
I started with her feet, kissing each one, and then massaging them in turn; Bella's satisfied moans threatening to make me hard again. I brushed my hand up the smooth skin of each leg, leaving a kiss or two as I went.
I caressed each hip before leaving kisses there. I left a soft kiss at the apex of her thighs. Bella knew this wasn't about sex; it was about showing her how much I loved her. I kissed my way up to her shoulders and her neck before kissing her soft lips. "I love you."
"I love you too," she whispered back with a small smile.
I moved back down to her midsection and placed my hand on her no longer flat abdomen, caressing it with my fingertips. "How is our child this evening?" I whispered.
"Growing as you can tell," she answered, still smiling. "I won't be able to keep it a secret much longer."
"True." I smiled as I looked back at her slightly protruding stomach. I leaned down and placed a kiss there.
"Everyone who is important to us already knows anyway," Bella continued, "and I wouldn't mind the fans knowing, it's just the stupid paps that annoy me."
I nodded in agreement.
It was true; I thought the press attention would die down once Bella and I settled into married life. Instead, the attention was just as intense as before, with the paps on constant 'baby bump watch'.
I trailed my fingers over her belly before leaning down to kiss it again. "Is it strange to feel this much love for someone I haven't even met yet?" I asked, my voice breaking with emotion.
Bella was already my whole world, but from the day she told me I was to become a father, that world had expanded to include our tiny unborn child.
I looked up at Bella's face to see her eyes brimming with tears. "No Edward. That's our child, made by our love for one another. I love it too. More than I ever imagined possible."
I gave her stomach one last kiss before moving to lie down beside her. I pulled her close and wrapped my arms around her before kissing her wet cheek.
"Your life will be changing again," Bella said in a whisper.
"For the better, love. Since the day I met you, it's always been for the better." I admitted before capturing her lips once more with mine.
Yes, I was a very lucky man.
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