So It Begins - Ch. 13

(EPOV)

Waking up, and being nestled in Bella’s body, always gave me feelings of home. Her arms hung loosely over my hips, one of my arms hanging over hers in return, while the other hand was latched onto her plump breasts.

I closed my eyes again, taking pleasure in the feeling of having our skin touching together. We were both slick, with a light sheen of sweat, making the shift of flesh between our bodies easier.

In her sleep, Bella shifted further into the embrace I had her in, and I savored the sensations that coursed through me. I could not possibly begin to imagine my life without Bella anymore, she has changed my future, in such a way, irrevocably making my world a better place.

We had many things to get done today, but I really hated to wake Bella up. First, she wasn’t actually a morning person, plus she had so much stress on her yesterday, that it definitely wasn’t good on her, if she was, in fact, pregnant.

I didn’t have to worry about the club at all, I had people who ran it for me. If we did have children, then I would want to sell it, remove myself from the mafia world, and just focus on my family. Possibly move off to a small town somewhere, and just relax, living a country life.

I could picture it now, my beautiful Bella, all wrapped in a flower-printed, cotton dress, round in the belly, barefoot, walking through open fields of endless, green grass. Rolling hills filled with wildflowers, for my children to play hide n’ seek, peeking above the billowy weeds. The two of us chasing one another on 4-wheelers, Bella’s laugh echoing across the mountains. The house filled with heavenly scents, as Bella bakes the children’s birthday cakes, or a hot dinner for the evening.

Shaking my head clear, saving those dreams for another day, I gently shook Bella’s sleeping form, watching in amazement, as her hand shot up, smacking my arm in annoyance.

“Time to wake up, princess,” I held back my laughter, knowing that would only make her more frustrated.

“Mmmhmm, five more minutes,” she sighed, annoyingly.

“Alright, sweetheart, five more minutes, but then we must get the day started,” I laughed, brushing her hair back from her eyes.

“I love you,” Bella groaned, and squinted her eyes tightly together.

“I love you, too, sweetheart,” I said, placing a few kisses here and there, across her forehead.

“Do we really have to get up? I’m so warm, and just having you hold me, makes life complete,” Bella asked, her words warmed my heart.

“I know what you mean, sweetheart. I wish we could just lay here and soak up the day, but the sooner we get this taken care of, the sooner we can do just that,” I laughed, as I tickled her sides and watched her squirm.

“That was mean,” Bella groaned, opened her eyes and glared at me.

“Let’s get you in the shower, I want this day over with,” I said, standing, and pulling her body up from the bed along with me.

“Yes, let’s,” Bella giggled, smacked my ass, and sprinted off, towards the bathroom. I loved seeing her this carefree, her hair whipping wildly through the air, as she ran away from me.

I followed quickly after Bella, pulling us both into the shower, as we enjoyed the relaxing rain shower spray, flowing over our flushed skin.. Sleep escaped our bodies, as the water soaked it all up. By the time the shower was finished, we were both feeling rather awake and alive.

“I love to shower with you,” I grinned, watching her dry the excess water from her pale skin.

“Yes, indeed. Shower’s are so much better when they involve the both of us,” Bella smiled in return, patting me on cheek with her hand, as she passed by me heading for the bedroom.

“Shall we get this day over with?” I asked, wanting nothing more than to be wrapped up together, in bed with my love, instead of out gallivanting around.

A few minutes later, Bella emerged from the closet wearing a pair of pink, fuck-me-heels that made her legs reach the sky; perfect and pale. A pink and white-striped polo shirt, and a pair of white shorts that fit snugly against her thighs.

I was just finishing up with getting dressed, as I threw on a pair of Harley boots. Today we would shoot around town on the Harley, while soaking up the limited sun that Chicago had to offer.

“Ready?” I asked, giddiness clear in my body, looking forward to crawling on the bike with my wife.

“Yeah,” she laughed at my overly eager attitude.

I escorted Bella down to the garage, picking up the keys to the Harley at the door. She had yet to be introduced to the babies in the garage, and I was fairly certain she’d enjoy what she saw. Any woman who drove around in a hopped up 69’ Mustang, would be drooling over the cars in my collection.

“Oh, honey, they’re beautiful,” Bella gasped, taking in all the cars before her.

“I’m a bit of a car snob, I must say,” I laughed, pulling her towards my Harley.

She threw her leg over the back of the Harley with such grace, her chest heaved in excitement. She looked so fucking sexy, perched on the back of my bike and my cock was throbbing painfully against the seam of my pants at the sight. Bella was a fucking vision.

The morning and afternoon was spent at Bella’s lawyers office, drawing up the papers for the sell-out on her part of the company, my mother had met us there, so that the process would go faster. Kate arrived at lunch time, for her signature. Between Bella and my mother, they offered Kate shares of the company, a seat on the board, and she later had the option of buying my mom out if she wished.

Once that was all taken care of, Bella and I decided to head out of the city, and just enjoy the air that whipped past, the sun that shined above us, and one another. I had never, in all my life, wanted to spend all my time with a woman. In swooped Bella, and washed away all my preconceived notions about women being vain, money-hungry monsters who would suck the life out of everyone that surrounded them.

This whole fucking day had been torture on my cock. Bella and those tiny shorts, had him gnawing at the seams, trying to bust free and molest her.

My ride was torture because Bella would purr in my ear as she talked, lick my outer lobe and then nibble. The little vixen knew what she was doing, and I was about to put a stop to it. There was a little pull off a ways up the road, and I planned to put it to good use, because I honestly couldn’t take the torture any longer.

My hand had stayed on Bella’s leg our entire drive, just feeling the soft curves of her leg and muscles. Silky, smooth skin, against my rough hands.

Once we had gotten to the pull off, I veered right, and pulled us a little ways down into the grassy field. I gave Bella’s leg a squeeze, letting her know that everything was alright.

I cut the motor in the middle of the field, put my feet down, and turned my head just as Bella’s mouth came crashing upon mine. I pulled back, my penetrating eyes focused on her chocolate orbs filled with mischievousness.

“Do you’ve any goddamn idea as to what you have done to me today?” I demanded, my voice dripping with sex.

“How goddamn sexy you’ve been, straddling the back of my bike, feeling your hot core against my back?” Again, the demanding tone as I questioned her more.

“Having your arms wrapped tightly around my waist, licking and nibbling on my ear, as you fucking purred in my ear?” I asked, throwing my leg over the bike and straddling it again facing her. 

Her eyes immediately filled with lust, biting her bottom lip between her teeth.

“I knew exactly what I was doing,” Bella said as she looked up through her eyelashes, looking coyly.

“I can only imagine,” I gritted my teeth together, my dick begging for me to release him from his hell.

Our mouths crashed together once again, Bella weaving her hands through my hair, pulling me closer to her, and locked her legs around my waist, sliding forward a little more, and ground her clothed pussy into my throbbing cock.

“I know something that would look far sexier,” Bella whispered, batting her eyelashes. She stood up on the pegs of the bike, and swiftly pulled her shirt over her head.

Before I could blink, Bella had her bra unhooked, thrown to the side, in the grass, and her breast pushed in my face.

“Lick,” she demanded, pulling my hair roughly, placing my mouth against her breast.

Goddamn, what happened to my shy, sweet wife? I have a vixen on my hands now, and I love every fucking second of it.

“God, Bella,” I moaned around her nipple, while pinching the other in my left hand.

“Unnf,” Bella groaned, throwing her head back, and pushing her hips into mine, grinding hard against my dick.

Before I could register what was happening, Bella jerked back, threw her leg over the bike, and shimmied out of the shorts she had on. She left the fuck-me-heels on, and she climbed back on the bike to straddle me once again.

I could see her salty juices running down her thighs, as she slung her leg over the back of the bike. Seeing the juices run against the leather of my seat, as she slid down it, I whimpered, my mouth watering for a taste.

“I’ve never had sex on my bike, sweetheart, but we’re about to find out if it’s possible,” I growled, diving back in for her lips, as my fingers came in contact with her sweltering heat.

I drove two fingers into her hot sex, forcefully, plunging them upwards, making sure to hit her spongy soft spot. Her head fell backwards, as her moans became loud.

“God, yes,” she cried out, bucking her hips into my fingers roughly.

I pulled back, gazing intently on her naked body, ingraining the image of her naked skin against the leather of the seat, and the glossy, sparkling, black shine of the bikes paint.

My cock twitched relentlessly.

Begged on hands and knees to be reunited with it’s warm haven.

Cried in frustration because he hadn’t been nose-dived and sunk to the hilt within it.

I reached over my back, pulling my shirt off quickly, unbuttoning my jeans, simultaneously, as I raised up and pushed them down far enough for my cock to spring free.

“You are without a doubt, the most gorgeous, sexiest fucking woman I have ever seen in my life,” I growled, crashing my lips into hers, deepening the kiss immediately.

My hands automatically found purchase upon her breasts, pulling and pinching at her nipples.

“Unggh, Edward,” Bella moaned, as she panted against my lips.

Everything changed in a flash, hands were everywhere, touching the other’s body greedily, as we devoured the others lips and tongue. I trailed off, down her to her neck, nipping and sucking, as she broke away from my mouth, free to moan, as my fingers again found her throbbing walls, forcibly entering her with my fingers, as my thumb flicked her clit.

Her release was impending, as she arched her back, and threw her head back, panting. I took my teeth, raked them across her nipples, and bit down, causing her to cry out and arch further into my fingers, pumping her even harder.

“Oh, fuck!” She yelled, reaching between us and wrapping her hand around my shaft.

My hips jerked forward, as I hissed in appreciation and ecstasy.

She removed her hand from my cock for just a minute, as I watched in fascination. Her hand ran through her wet folds, coating it with her creaminess, and reattached it to my cock.

“Jesus,” I murmured, in shock, as she began to rub me down in her juices.

My hips began to rock against her hand, I shut my eyes tightly, so I wouldn’t blow my load just from her touch.

“Do you like it when I stroke your cock, Edward?” Bella taunted, stroking faster.

“Ye-sssss,” I hissed.

“Do you like having my cum all over it, Edward?” She teased me more.

“Oh, God, please,” I cried out, biting my lip to keep from blowing my load at her teasing words alone.

I couldn’t take it anymore, my brain was mush and all I could do was hear my cock screaming for the torture to end. I jerked her hand away from dick, watching a pout appear on her face.

“I can’t fucking take it anymore… Fuck…. Need… Inside of you,” I panted, and got to work.

Quickly sliding back closer to the handle bars, I dragged her body further up the seat, pushing her shoulders back, causing her to lay back. She braced herself, hands going up and under the sides of the bike.

I hooked my arms under her legs, and lifted her hips up, as I lined myself up with her entrance, sheathing myself, quickly surrounded by her sweltering walls. My head fell back in bliss, as I moaned noisily.

“So fucking, goddamn, perfect,” I gritted out, as I rocked my hips against hers, watching her skin stick to the leather.

The sun was shining down upon her, her hair splayed out across the back of the bike. The vision before me was stunning, like I was hallucinating.

“My goddess,” I whimpered, as she began to grind harder against me. Her hands began to trail over her body; down her perfect, perk breasts, slowly down her sides, and back up her stomach. Moans escaped us both, as she rolled her nipples between her fingers, as her back arched again.

“Keep touching yourself, sweetheart,” I demanded, my voice husky and breathless.

“So goddamn hot,” I murmured, plunging in and out of her harder, watching as her breasts bounced with the movements of my hips.

Her fucking whimpers were spurring me on, driving me insane, making me even more unbelievably harder, as she locked her hands around my forearms, tugging for me to go harder. The bike shook beneath us, as I slammed into her, my eyes closing on their own accord, growls erupting from my chest.

“Let me hear… Let me hear those sexy sounds you make,” I panted, eyes focused on where we were connected.

She crunched her stomach, sitting up just a bit, as she grabbed her ankles. Bella spread her legs wide for me, holding onto her ankles and pulling them off my shoulders. I hissed at the sight, closing my eyes again, pulling out just a bit, only to slam back in harder.

“Fuck,” she cried out, as I pulled back out, and drove into her with such force, the bike’s kickstand pulled up, causing us to roll backwards with my thrusts.

I quickly got the bike stopped, and the kickstand back in place.

“Does that feel good, sweetheart?” I asked, her eyes filled with lust.

“Yes! Oh, God, yes!” She whimpered, as I plunged back into her warm heat.

“How good,” I demanded, increasing the pressure on her hips.

“So fucking good…. Please… Edward, please, I’m so fucking close,” Bella pleaded, panting, almost breathless. A mix of sobs and moans escaping her plump lips. She was so close to plummeting over the edge, I could feel her walls begin to constrict around me.

I want to feel you, feel you cum all over my cock, beautiful,” I cooed, stroking her thighs repetitively, as I changed my thrusts into an upward pattern, seeking her release.

“Oh fuck… shit… mmmm… right there, Edward, ahhhhhh!” She cried out, as I lightly bit down on her shoulder, pumping harder, as she exploded around my hardened cock, calling out my name like it was a prayer.

“Goddamn,” I muttered, stilling myself for a minute, within her heat, then began to penetrate her fast and hard, hitting her sensitive clit with each thrust.

“FUCK!” Bella screamed out, clinging to my body, as I sent her over the edge again, slamming into her one last, final time, pulsing deep within her.

I jerked above her for what felt like hours, spilling my seed, deep within her walls.

In a sweaty, breathless heap, I collapsed against her. She brought her hands up, running them through my damp hair, soothing my breathing down immensely.

“Honestly, sweetheart, no offense, but my once, shy, innocent wife has turned into a vixen,” I laughed, rocking our bodies together on the bike, causing my dick to stir again.

“It’s all your fault… I blame you,” Bella laughed in return, cocking an eyebrow, daring me challenge her.

“That was intense,” I sighed, pressing my face further into her chest, inhaling her sweet, sweaty scent.

“Yes, but I can see you’re ready to go again,” she giggled, thrusting her hips into mine to make her point.

“You succubus!” I gasped, pulled my head up, smirked, and glared playfully at her.

Needless to say, an hour later, we were picking ourselves off the ground of the overgrown meadow we had pulled into, relishing in our sex-filled bliss. Flowers and weeds adorned Bella’s long, mahogany hair, a reminder of what just happened between us. I couldn’t help but laugh at the two of us, and our obvious teenaged hormones.

Once we were both fully clothed again, we hopped on the bike and started our journey back home. Bella massaged my back the entire drive back, paying close attention to my shoulders. Apparently I was tense, and I honestly wasn’t sure why, everything was absolutely fucking perfect. We both soaked up the last bit of the sun, as we drove towards home, Bella whispering words of love the entire time.

After we arrived home, Bella rushed off to get cleaned up so she could start something for dinner. I had offered to stop and pick something up on the way home, but she flat out refused, saying that we needed home cooking. All I could do was smile, loving how caring she truly was.

Bella refused to let me take a shower with her, and yes, I might have pouted just a bit, but I completely understood her reasoning. Had I crawled in the shower with her, we would never have food on the table. The two of us, honestly, could not get enough of the other. I would say we’re pathetic, but that doesn’t suit either of us well. Just simply, in love.

(BPOV)

After my shower, I left Edward in our room, and made my way to the kitchen. I quickly threw together a fruit salad, so that it could cool in the fridge, while I got dinner started.

I got out the chicken wings to season properly, after washing them thoroughly, placing them in the hot sauce and other spices after their bath. Tonight we were gonna grill out on the grill, and enjoy a night under the stars. These were my favorite nights, just the two of us snuggled up together, enjoying the clear night sky. Being away from the city, allowed us more opportunities to see the stars, twinkling in the sky.

Once the wings were marinating, I prepared the steak, also marinating it, but in Italian seasoning instead. I threw in some fresh herbs and spices, pushing it off to the side, while I prepared the other things.

After scrubbing the potatoes clean, I punctured the skin, and wrapped them up in aluminum foil, with some butter. I did the same procedure with the ears of corn. I sliced up some onions and fresh mushrooms next, making sure the mushrooms were good and clean before sealing them up in foil, as well.

As everything was finished being prepared, my sexy husband sauntered into the kitchen.

“I love seeing you, all domestic and shit,” Edward smirked, making his way towards me, and wrapping his arms around my waist. He pulled me to him, once he was standing in front of me, hugging me close to his body. He smelled of soap, and Edward, as I inhaled his scent.

All I could do was laugh, because I love cooking, and if that meant I was being domestic for him, I was more than happy to do such things.

He pulled me up, sitting me on the edge of the counter, and moved between my legs.

“I love you, Bella,” he sighed, his thumbs caressing my jowl.

“I love you, too, Edward,” I smiled, placing a tender kiss to his forehead.

“How about we get the grill started, and get some food cooking?” I asked, still smiling.

“Yeah, so what are we having?” Edward asked, curiosity clear in his eyes.

“Hot wings, steak, baked potatoes, corn on the cob, onions and mushrooms.” I laughed, as his eyes grew wider with each thing I listed.

“Oh, good lord, I’m going to have to start working out more if you keep this up,” he grinned, clearly caring less if he actually did any working out, because his brain was on the food.

“Alright, you go start the grill, I’ll be right out,” I smiled, patting him on the shoulder.

“Sure,” he replied, helping me off the counter.

As Edward was walking out the door, his cell rang, and he immediately hollered back, “Could you get that Bella, sweetheart?”

“Alright,” I hollered back, flipping the phone open and putting it to my ear.

“Cullen residence, this is Bella speaking, can I help you,” an automatic greeting, standard to any house, followed by the simple ‘can I help you‘.

“Uhmm, yes, I’m looking for an Edward Cullen?” The guy replied.

“One moment please,” I responded, walking out to the patio to take the phone to Edward.

 (EPOV)

“Edward Cullen speaking,” I answered into the phone, as Bella handed it to me, and turned to go back in the house to get the food.

“Yes, Mr. Cullen, I was informed I could reach you here. You’ve been having people search for my mother, and honestly, what’s this about? Renee hasn’t done a thing, in fact, she’s pretty ill at the moment, and in the hospital,” the man rambled, clearly frustrated.

“Excuse, I didn’t get your name?” I asked, needing to know this guys name, because Renee was Bella’s mother.

“Emmett Swan,” he replied. Fuck!

So It Begins - Ch. 12

(BPOV)

Once we had all sat around and discussed the future, we all came to the same conclusion, but the ultimate decision was down to Edward and me. It was nice knowing that the two of us were on the same page, hoping that the other parties would be happy with the outcome.

After our discussion, I decided that Esme and I, had had enough of the office, and called it a day. I thanked, Rose, profusely for sticking by me, even if she wasn’t included yet, on all of my past discretion’s with Charlie.

Saying goodbye was filled with motherly hugs from Esme, to Rose, who I could tell was touched by her gentle ways and affection. Giving her the directions to our house, and seeing her out, I ushered Edward and Esme out the door, to the reception area, where we stopped by Kate’s desk to have a word with her.

I apologized once again, to Kate, for Alice’s behavior, even when I shouldn’t have had too, but nonetheless, I needed her to know that we all weren’t like that. I had big plans for Kate, and needed her to know that everything would be alright. I invited her and her husband, Garrett over for dinner this evening, with Rose, to let her in on the game plan. I had a feeling, after tonight, she and Garrett would have a lot to discuss.

After extending the invitation for dinner, we exchanged smiles and excused ourselves to the elevator. While waiting for the elevator, I happened to notice Alice walking down the hallway towards us, but once she looked up and saw us, she narrowed her eyes and glared, stomping her foot, spinning on her heel and rushed off.

For the life of me, I couldn’t figure out what had turned her into this new person, the person her friends couldn’t even stand. Rose and I couldn’t help her out, if we didn’t even know what the problem was, she just needed to talk to us, instead of belittling us.

I returned my focus on my new family, as the elevator doors sprung open, allowing us to enter. Edward held me closely the entire ride down, while Esme looked ahead, smiling at the doors. She was obviously happy for the two of us, extremely delighted with the love we had for the other from the very beginning. It’s a rarity people to fall in love so quickly.

On the way home, Esme offered her assistance in the kitchen, for the dinner that evening. I was thrilled that I would be standing in the kitchen, side by side, with the woman I was quickly forming a motherly relationship with.

We planned out the menu for dinner, each throwing suggestions back and forth, wanting the dinner to be a joyous occasion, and to forget the confrontation with Alice today. We had a wonderful announcement, granted, several people had to be there, and we, also, wanted input from Carlisle, as well. I knew the ultimate decision was down to me, but I respected other people’s opinions.

It was decided that once we arrived back to our home, Esme would leave, only to come back later with Carlisle so we could begin to cook. I loved Esme to death, but I seriously needed to show my man some love, he had me so utterly turned on right now from his commanding voice. I needed to show him my appreciation, love, and gratitude.

Edward was waiting on the front porch, as we pulled up into the driveway, with a grin on his face. If I didn’t know better, I would think he knew damn well what he had caused back in the fucking office. I had received several weird, knowing looks from Esme on the drive here, as she watched me squirm in my fucking seat, but right now, I couldn’t really give a fuck, because I needed my husband. Badly!

As he met us at the vehicle, he helped us both out, kissing his mother on the cheek, then placed a gentle kiss to my lips. Esme and I hugged goodbye, and promised to see one another later this evening, before she drove off.

I spun around on my heels, snatching Edward’s hand in mine, and all but, dragging him into the house. As the door clicked shut, I circled around Edward, assessing his tall, firm and lean stature, trailing my finger along his stomach.

Dropping to my knees in front of him, I made quick work of his belt. Jerking it from the loops, I slung it over my shoulder, making it thud against the wall. I jerked his slacks and boxer briefs down around his ankles, staring hungrily at his massive cock; saliva coating my mouth and throat, as I licked my lips.

“Not that I’m complaining, sweetheart, but what do I owe the pleasure of this treatment?” Edward chuckled with a smirk.

“You’re going to watch me pleasuring you, as I see fit. You won’t be closing your eyes, they will focus on what my mouth will do to your body. Understood?” I demanded, cocking my eyebrow, daring him with my eyes to refuse me.

“Ye-sssss,” he stuttered, closing his eyes tightly for a second, before looking down upon my face with hunger.

Never heard him stutter before, my confident Edward, such a mess at the moment.
Edward was turning me into a wanton hussy. Never in all my life had I thought myself to be so sexually charged, but yet, here I was, knelt before him and his glorious cock, licking my lips, mouth practically screaming for me to take him inside the warm walls. Did I hate it? Fuck no! Loved it! I was a seductress, at this very moment. My pussy was trembling in want, need.

The smirk was gone from his face, wiped clean, eyes filled with thirst, lusting. His nostrils flared, a tale sign of him taking in the scent of my arousal. A loud hiss escaped his mouth, as I wrapped my tiny, warm hand around his cock. It swelled even further in my hand, making his head fall back.

“Watch me,” I growled, insisting, tugging on his cock harder.

Stroking him slowly, I had no idea where my commanding voice was coming from, this control, the uninhibited sexual self-confidence, I liked it. I liked it, a lot!

Edward and his goddamn authoritative tone, just remembering it made my body sing, causing goose bumps to rise across my silky skin.

“Do you smell what you do to my body, do you see how much it wants you?” I probe, dipping my fingers underneath my skirt, through the side of my panties, and running them through my juices, bringing them to his mouth to taste.

His tongue poked and prodded my fingers, licking every ounce of my cum clean from my fingers.

“Answer me,” I insisted, giving his cock another hard pull.

“You’re so fucking sexy when you control my body,” Edward ground out, hissing louder around my fingers. His breathing was labored and fast, eyes focused solely on my mouth.

“Yes, I can fucking smell it,” he screamed out, releasing my fingers with a pop.

Fighting to keep his eyes locked on me, his moans were sensual, legs shaking uncontrollably with just my touch.

“What do you see… Tell me!” I demanded, stroking his cock a tad bit harder; faster, while my other hand roamed down my body, heading for the promise land.

“I see my beautiful wife, knelt before me, stroking my cock, and playing with herself. It’s a fucking masterpiece,” he said, gritting his teeth.

“I love watching you stroke my goddamn cock,” Edward groaned, again fighting to keep his eyes on me.

Listening to his words in that velvety voice, made my pussy clench around my fingers, walls pushing and pulling, trembling with its release.

With my eyes still locked with Edward’s, I wrapped my mouth around his cock, taking it slowly in, inch by fucking inch. Humming around his cock, hollowing my cheeks out until his cock was hitting the back of my throat, my tongue snaked out and around his luscious dick, tracing the swollen veins. I could feel the rush of his blood against my tongue, begging me to bite into it, but contained myself from hurting him.

I let out a shriek, as I was airborne, and his dick popped out of mouth, loudly. My arms and legs were flailing around.

“What are you doing?” I screamed, partially pouting because I didn’t get to finish what I had started.

Before I could even catch my breath, I was tossed into the chase lounge chair, scrambling around. Edward lifted my hips, ripped my panties straight off my body and buried his face and tongue into my sopping, wet pussy.

Long, slow, licks up my slit, twirled around my clit, nipping here and there. My body cried out, my mind completely blank, as it focused on the sensations to my neither regions.

Pants escaped me, unfathomably.

Back arched. Legs thrown open wider.

His tongue showed no mercy. Relentlessly bringing me towards my release.

I whined, as he abruptly stopped the motions, only to be rewarded with him lifting me higher into the air and lowering his hard length into my sweltering walls.

My head fell back, as I enjoyed the feeling of him filling me whole. He groaned, causing my eyes to focus back on him, his hands clenching at my waist, fighting so hard to keep from making this rough.

“Let go, Edward,” I pleaded, his hands gripping my hips harder the next instant, pushing himself harder into me, pulling back, just to do it again. Repeatedly.

My hips rocked into him, meeting each thrust of his own.

Without registering his closeness to my face, his mouth came crashing hard against mine, breath fanning across my plump lips, tongue assaulting mine.

“I need to taste you again,” he whispered against my lips, breaking our kiss and resting his forehead against mine.  Edward pulled out of me, flipping me around on my stomach.

“On all fours,” he demanded, sitting up and making me scramble to my knees and hands, against the leather chair.

His hands roamed up my hips, as he drug my skirt up across back, traveling on to my shoulders, as he pushed me down upon my face, burying my head into the cushions. I was panting uncontrollably, waiting in anticipation for his tongue again.

In the blink of an eye, his tongue was buried once again, into my heat. Sucking my clit roughly, licking my juices up as they gushed from me, trailing behind what was leaking down my trembling thighs.

It was over far too quickly, and I was getting frustrated. My body was on fire, as he brought me to the brink again, just to leave me hanging there, as he pulled back. My mind was screaming, thinking of every scenario to bring me to my release.

A loud pop, echoed against the walls, as his hand came in contact with my ass. I cried out into the cushions, my voice muffled, as the pain turned to pleasure. I could feel the color burn into my skin, loving the idea of having my ass rosy, from my husbands rough hands.

“You will not cum, Isabella,” Edward said harshly, seeming to know exactly what was on my mind and where my thoughts had taken me.

“Oh fuck,” I moaned, as his hand wrapped around my hair, pulling my face from the cushions, lips meeting with my neck, sucking my taut skin.

“My, my, my little cockwhore likes to be spanked,” Edward chuckled knowingly, as his whispered his nasty words in my ear, causing my pussy to clench in preparation for my impending release.

His other hand on his dick, stationed at my entrance, dragging the head of it up and down my opening, covering it with my cum. The thought of seeing it was arousing, causing my arousal to seep out heavier.

In one deep, fluid movement, he was buried deep within me, penetrating me with an erotic tempo. I grabbed a hold of the arms on the chair, preparing myself for the fucking I was about to get.

I cried out, as his dick hit places I had never felt before. The new position let me experience more pleasure than I had ever known.

“Do you like it when I spank you?” He questioned smugly.

“Oh God, yesssss,” I moaned, throwing my hips harder against him.

“Patience my lovely,” he soothingly spoke, running his finger down my back, causing me to arch forward into the chair.

His words were fucking killing me, my brain mush, screaming obscenities loud and clear.

Stroking my clit faster, intensifying the pleasure he was causing with his dick. The rhythm was fast and deep.

With another pop to the ass, as he drove harder into me, pinching my nipple with his other hand, my pussy walls clenched around his swollen dick, trembling wildly. The world shattered around me, as my orgasm rushed to the forefront, waving a white flag in surrender.

“Fuuuuck!” Edward shouted, gripping my hips harder. His orgasm followed mine, as cum spurted inside of me, filling my pussy full.

Edward’s body slumped forward, his hands never losing the grip on my hips, as he twitched inside of me, my pussy milking every ounce of cum he had.

“Unbelievable,” I whimpered, sad that we had things to do and were now finished with our afternoon delight.

“Yeah,” Edward hissed, pulling his now flaccid cock from within me.

Rolling off to the side, he pulled me into his arm, as our breathing slowed. We laid in our blissful state of minds, relaxing further into one another, enjoying the high that we had created.

With a regrettable sigh, we pulled apart, knowing that there would be much work ahead of us. Edward stood from the chair, reaching a hand out to me, offering his help to me. Pulling me to my feet, he picked me up and carried my tired body up the stairs to our bathroom, and turned on the shower.

We scrubbed one another clean, Edward treating me like the worlds most precious gemstone, with each loving stroke to my body. His touches were tender in a nonsexual way. We both knew that nothing else could happen until our guests were here and gone later.

This man might be a criminal for his job, but he was nothing less than a romantic at heart with me. How I ever got this lucky, I would never fucking know.

Exhausting the last of our hot water, Edward turned the knobs, efficiently shutting off the water, and stepped out of the shower. He grabbed a towel, and helped me step out, drying my body off completely.

(EPOV)

To say that I was furious, earlier, was an understatement. To have Alice, standing there in front of my wife, poking her in the chest with her finger, infuriated me. At first, I thought I would let Bella handle her, as I had heard quite a bit of the conversation, before I made my presence known, and knew that she could take care of herself. Hell, even my mother was standing her ground for Bella. I knew right then, that my mother loved Bella just as much as I did. But stepping past Kate, whom I had met on my last visit here, seeing this tiny woman act the way she was, I knew I couldn’t stand by any longer. Bella taking care of herself, be damned.

Once we had left the office, I had the time to clear my head and get my anger in check. Something was off with Alice, sure, but that didn’t give her the right to treat her two business partners, who she claimed to be her best friends, the way that she was. I had seen this type of hostility in drug addicts, but I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt, for Bella and Rose’s sake. My eyes would be open though, and I would bring it up tonight at dinner, just so everyone could keep an eye on her when she‘s around and in their presence.

I was also shocked, smelling Bella’s arousal, while standing in her office, commanding Alice to step away from her. It hit me like a ton of fucking bricks, and it was all I could do, not to pin her against the goddamn desk in front of everyone, mother included, and fucking her senseless. I was sure that would’ve gone over well.

By the time I had made it home, I found myself standing at the entrance, waiting on Bella and my mother, anxious to get Bella alone. I could only hope that my mother would be leaving for awhile. I needed my wife.

Things got heated extremely fast once my mother pulled out, to head home. Bella practically had been eye-fucking me since the moment she had pulled in. I guess it didn’t help much, that I stood there, waiting, with a smug look on my face.

She had drug me into the house, and had my cock free in mere seconds. I was completely turned on by her demanding shit from me. I lost focus one too many times, only for her to bark more sexy words at me.

When I couldn’t take it anymore, I threw her up in the air before she could fucking blink and carried her to the chaise lounge in the living room.

I had to have her.

Taste her ambrosia of sin.

Had to have our skin touching.

When I demanded her to get on all fours, I almost lost it; I had fucking died and gone to heaven. This was the first time, since we had been together, that I had seen her before me like this. The curve of her back, the dimples above her ass cheeks, she was fucking gorgeous.

My shy, lovely wife apparently loved to be spanked too. Oh the fun to have with that. I couldn’t even begin to describe how she gushed around my cock when I smacked her on the ass, and for good measures, I gave her another swat, a little while later.

We both ended up in a heap by the time we were finished, but knew that we needed to get cleaned up so Bella could get started on dinner for our guests.

When Bella mentioned to my mother and Rose, what she had decided after speaking to me earlier this morning, I wasn’t all to shocked. I knew we both had our hearts set on her being pregnant now, so it only made sense. She didn’t need the stress of the office on her all the time, and I was overjoyed that she was ready to give it all up for a family life instead.

After our shower, I dried both our bodies, and we both threw on some comfortable clothes. Sweat pants and wife beater for the both of us. Seriously, if we didn’t have so much to get done, I would’ve taken her again, right then and there. I might have thought before, that Bella couldn’t get any more beautiful than she was, but seeing her in those sweats and that tiny little shirt, my dick was screaming for a release, ready to pound the fuck out of my sweats and rip a goddamn hole through the fabric with the rapid teeth that he suddenly grew. Damn, down boy!

Once my parents arrived, mom and Bella headed into the kitchen to get started on tonight’s menu. From what the two of us had gathered, the ladies were making a huge meal for tonight‘s gathering.

My dad and I headed off to the parlor to have a drink and talk about the incident at Bella’s office this morning. Apparently, he was just as angry as I was.

“Was today really that bad, son?” Dad asked, the minute I had finished pouring our drinks.

“Had it been another man in that room, doing the talking, I would’ve killed him,” I replied, taking a drink of my scotch.

“Your mother filled me in on all of it, I just wanted your opinion on the matter,” he sighed, scratching the back of his neck.

“I’m sure she would have,” I laughed, knowing my mother wouldn’t have kept anything from my father.

“So is Bella really sure about this, letting her company go?” He asked, wanting to make sure it was true.

“Yeah, she said she wants too. Wants to be a full-time mother, something she never had in her life. If she is pregnant, which I’m hoping that she is, I want her to do what she sees is best,” I smiled, knowing my eyes were twinkling in anticipation of our future together.

“I’m proud of you, son. Proud of what you’ve accomplished in life, where your future is taking you, for finding your better half,” he smiled in return, tipping his head to me in kindness.

“Thanks, Dad, I really appreciate it. I’m extremely happy,” I grinned, thoughts of Bella’s round stomach flashing before my eyes again.

“I’m kind of looking forward to being a grandfather, so I’m hoping that you find out soon, that you’re expecting,” he laughed. His laughter lines were prominent on his face, and made me hope that I looked that well aged, as well.

“I’ll bet you are,” I laughed in my relaxed state.

“So the offer sounds fair,” Dad thought out loud, I was ready to hear his thoughts on the whole thing.

“Very fair,” I replied, knowing the offer was, indeed, very good.

“Everything will turn out, son,” he responded, giving me the famous Cullen smirk, and eyebrow raise.

“I have no doubt, if I have anything to say about it,”  I retorted, amusement clear in my voice.

We wandered over to the chess table set up in the corner, and emerged ourselves in the longest game of chess ever. Several hours later, and three games in, the ladies came to get us.

Bella and I excused ourselves to get ready, as my mom and dad hugged one another close. I admired their relationship, had always marveled at their closeness; the way they touched one another, eyes always fixated on the other, or just their words of love.

Hugging one another close together, we made our way to the bedroom to pretty up for the occasion. Bella’s words, not mine.

I was changed in under ten minutes, and ready to begin our evening, but Bella needed more time. I crawled up in the middle of the bed, and flipped on the television for some local news.

Thirty minutes later, Bella had left the bathroom, heading for the closet. Her hair was pinned loosely to the top of her head, with tendrils falling around in different places, showing off her long, slender throat. She was absolutely stunning. A true goddess.

Bella emerged from the closet wearing a form-fitting, mid-thigh, black dress, that draped over her right shoulder, elegantly clinging to her like it was a second skin. One shoulder was bare, while the other side had a mid-cuffed, silk, hanging from her shoulder. There was no back to her dress, as she spun around to show me the rest, her eyes sparkling, her dimples on the small of her back on display right before my very eyes. Her skin glimmered under the bedroom lights. All of her luscious curves were on display, making me one happy husband.

Her black, strappy, fuck-me-heels had my cock stirring once again. They displayed her lean, long legs perfectly. How I longed to just throw her on the bed, rip every piece of goddamn material off her flawless body with my teeth. She turned me into a fucking savage; a moronic caveman. It would be hard as fuck tonight, trying to be a absolute gentleman.

Jumping out of the bed, I sauntered over to her, picked her hand up, and placed a delicate kiss on top of it. She smiled beautifully in thanks.

“You look absolutely ravishing, Bella,” I smiled in return, still in my stunned state.

The look in her eyes told me, that I was indeed acting like a bumbling fool. They were filled with a cross between mischief and humor.

I escorted her back downstairs where my parents awaited us. As we entered the room, my mother squealed and ran towards us.

“Oh heavens, you look spectacular, Bella,” she gushed and fawned all over Bella, her eyes never leaving Bella’s face.

“Thank you, mom,” Bella blushed, and looked towards the ground.

At the same time, my mother and I both reached for Bella’s chin. Huh! Go figure, we both had an issue of her thinking so little of herself.

“I told you, you will never, ever, look down for anyone, little one,” mom cooed, forcing Bella to look back up.

“I’m sorry, mom, old habits die hard,” Bella sighed, hugging my mom for all she was worth.

“Now, shall we prepare for you guests?” Mom asked, smiling brightly at the two of us.

“Of course,” Bella replied back, with an equally blinding smile.

We spent the next twenty minutes preparing everything for our guests arrival. We were all hoping that tonight would go over well, and more than likely, they would do just that. Bella didn’t have a care in the world at the moment, and I knew she needed nights like this. Family and friends gathered together.

Ten minutes after we finished, the doorbell made it’s appearance, playing a beautiful rendition of ‘Fur Elise.’ Bella looked back at me with a raised eyebrow, only having me shrug back in response. I hated those fucking ‘ding dong’ doorbells, so I wanted something that I could enjoy. My parents watched our exchange, and just laughed. I couldn’t wait to see her face, after we have children, when the song was replaced with ‘Brahm’s Lullaby,’ I could practically see her eyes bug out of her head, and then her double over in laughter.

Bella and I made our way to the door, hand in hand, and was greeted by Rosalie. She was a beautiful woman, don’t get me wrong, but no one held a candle to my wife. Where Rosalie had a slim body, there were no curves, and she plastered too much make-up to her face, while Bella was filled out with luscious curves, all in the right place, and she hardly wore any make-up. She was a classic beauty.

“Welcome, Rosalie, so glad you joined us the evening,” I said, kissing her hand, and then hugging Bella closer to my body.

“Thanks for inviting me, guys, I’m really looking forward to getting to spend the evening with you all, and to learn more about Bella’s husband,” Rose smiled and winked, stepping further into the house to hug Bella, then my mom.

“It’s great to see you again, Rose,” Bella smiled, hugging her from the side, because I wouldn’t release her.

“You too, Bella,” Rose smiled, stepping on in, and hugging mom in her path.

“Rose, I’d like introduce you to my father, Carlisle,” I said, motioning my hand in his direction.

“So lovely to meet you, Rosalie,” Dad greeted her with a warm smile.

Once welcomes were made, the doorbell sounded again, alerting us to Kate and her husband, Garrett’s arrival. I released my hold on Bella, and made my way over to open the door.

“So glad you could both join us this evening,” I said, as I opened the door to Kate and Garrett.

“It’s a pleasure to be here,” Kate responded, as the two of them entered the house.

“You have a lovely home,” Kate continued with a smile.

“Bella makes it this beautiful,” I replied, grinning over at my gorgeous wife.

“So nice to see you again, Kate,” Bella said, as she walked over to greet her next company.

“You too, Bella. Edward this is my husband, Garrett. Garrett this is Bella’s husband, Edward,” Kate smiled lovingly at her husband.

“Pleasure to meet you, Edward. Nice to see you again, Bella, it’s been to long,” Garrett replied with a friendly smile.

“It sure has, Garrett, we’ll all have to make sure that we don’t go that long again,” Bella smiled warmly, with a nod.

“Let’s head into the dining room and eat the wonderful meal Bella has made us,” mom said, coming over to escort Kate and Garrett over to meet dad, before dragging us all towards the food.

As we sat down to eat, a blessing was said by my mom, and everyone dug in. Mom was right, the dinner was wonderful, and very tasty. Banter was exchanged between our group, sharing stories of childhood, even if Bella winced at times, college days, and life in general. Wine was sipped, and smiles were exchanged.

Bella and I shared glances throughout the dinner, smiles playing on our lips, as we remembered the escapades from earlier, both knowingly aroused once again, squirming in our seats. Others would pipe in every now and again and ask Bella if she was alright, not once noticing I was in the same position.

As dinner progressed, the time was closing in on our announcement. Bella stood gracefully from her chair, clinking her wine glass with her fork.

“Edward and I have gathered you all here this evening, to celebrate our current wedding, along with some news that some of you will find exciting,” Bella started, smiling at each and everyone of our guests.

“As Rose and the rest of my family knows, I am stepping down from my current position of CFO in the business aspect of our company. With that being said, Kate, Esme has agreed to buy out my shares in the company, and from my recommendation, and experience, she has decided to let you run the offices, while she remains a silent partner,” Bella continued, looking directly at Kate’s surprised face.

“Are you for real, Bella?” Kate asked, still in her state of shock, while Garrett held on to her arm.

“Yes, I’m positive. I’ll be staying in the wings from now on, letting the company go on without me. I will be in the shadows, for both yours and Esme’s sake, to be your mentor,” Bella smiled, allowing everyone time to comprehend what she was saying.

“Esme knows so much about the company and it’s aspects, that she’s the perfect one to buy me out, Kate. She trusts my judgment on you as well, don’t let either of us down,” Bella still continued to smile.

“This is amazing,” Kate contently sighed, turning to look at Garrett.

“Would you all excuse us, let us discuss this,” Kate asked pleadingly, it was nice to see she wanted to involve her husband in the decision. Made me realize that Bella and I were just like any other married couple, even if people thought we had rushed into this marriage.

“Yes, please, the parlor is just down the hall to the left, if you’d like to talk in there, and take your time, this is a big step,” I said, pointing them in the right direction.

While Kate and Garrett talked in the parlor, Bella took Rose off into the living room to explain about her past. She needed Rose to understand what life was like for her growing up, and why she couldn’t bring herself to bitch slap Alice earlier today.

Thirty minutes later, my parents and I were enjoying catching up on how their trip had gone. It had always been my mother’s idea to travel Europe, so she was enthusiastically talking about the unpopulated areas that they had visited, when Bella and Rose came back to join us, both with swollen, red-rimmed eyes and sniffling.

Each day that we are together, her smiles become lighter, like she’s releasing one of the tightropes that were holding the big gorilla down on her chest. I couldn’t have been more proud of anyone, if I had tried. She truly was an amazingly, strong woman.

Not even five minutes later, Kate and Garrett returned, holding hands and smiling. They stopped in front of us, as we all knew she had accepted, but was just giving her the opportunity to tell us herself.

“I’d just like to thank you, Esme, Bella, for considering me and giving me this opportunity. I’d like to officially accept and hear what’s in store for me,” Kate said, clearing her throat and blushing.

“You’ll be taking a seat on the board, along with myself, Rose, and Esme,” Bella beamed, she mentioned to us earlier, that she would be remaining on the board either way this turned out.

“That means, two seats are to be added,” Bella continued. “You’ll also be in charge of the things I do, around the place, and you’re perfect for that, because you know exactly what is happening around there already, since you‘re my secretary.”

“Your pay will increase dramatically, which I’m positive is a plus,” Bella smiled, as Kate and Garrett nodded. “We’re talking six figures a year, can you handle that?”

“Uhmmm, are you kidding?” Kate looked at Bella, as if, she had grown three heads.

“This is nothing to joke about, Kate,” Bella laughed, but still, persistently, talked.

The talk continued for thirty more minutes, before it was finished, and Kate had agreed to take the position. She was honestly thrilled, stating time and time again that she wouldn’t let either, Esme or Bella, down. I got the feeling that Kate would do well, with the guidance of Bella, and continual motherly love from mom. For these four women, the future would hold nothing but a strong bonded friendship and success.

Before everyone left for the evening, I wanted to point out something for myself. I wanted them all to look after Alice, even though she was a bitch today, Bella would not have befriended her in the past, had she not been a wonderful person. I knew Bella, well enough, that, if in the future, Alice’s problem was to come to their knowledge she would want to at least, try to offer some support to her.

“I’d like to take a few minutes and tell you about something I noticed with Alice earlier today,” I sighed, knowing that Bella and Rosalie would probably be hurt by this information, but would be strong enough to deal with it.

“You have our attention,” Rose stared at me, one eyebrow raised in question, while Bella’s eyes were filled with worry.

“I noticed several things about Alice, that led me to believe that she is using,” I cast my eyes around the table, hoping they’d understand what using meant.

“As in drugs?” Mom piped in, worry evident in her eyes.

“Yes, drugs, mom,” I sighed again.

“Alright, so how do we find out?” Rose questioned.

“For now, all we can do is observe,” I began. “Just pay closer attention to things while she’s around. Examine her habits, which would be best if Rose or Bella did that, since they’ve been friends with her for a long time. Kate, monitor the money outflow in the reports at work. After you start doing that, we can only hope she’ll come to one of you with her problems before something bad happens.”

 “Alright, we’ll be on the look out for things,” All the women answered in unison.

“Okay, Esme and I, will work on getting the papers drawn up with our lawyers tomorrow, Kate, and get this process started. We both are delighted that you’ve accepted to join our team,” Bella smiled beautifully at Kate, like a proud mother would when her child ran through the door, with an A on a test.

Maria had arrived earlier in the evening, as per my request, to come clean up the mess that we had made with the dinner tonight. We all headed into the living room for a nightcap, and to get out of her way, so she could finish the task before her.

Rose pulled me aside, telling me how thankful she was for me coming into all their lives, especially Bella’s. Saying that Bella needed a strong man, that doubled her personality, and made her see exactly who she truly was. I thanked her profusely for the kind words, and promised that I would do nothing to hurt her, and always bring happiness into her life. She then began to get teary-eyed over Bella’s past, and I told her that it was all in the past, and I would be doing my absolute best to find her mom, Angela, and do something with Charlie.

By ten that night, everyone was happy, had congratulated each other, and were finally leaving. We saw our guest off, and then ventured toward our bedroom to get ready for bed. We were both exhausted from the day we had had, and just wanted to hold one another in peace and quiet.

After stripping down, brushing our teeth, and Bella washed the make-up from her face, we snuggled into the warm blankets, and held each tightly. We relished in our love for one another, spoke in soft whispers, and kissed inches of the skin that was exposed to the other. Imagine that, the lovebirds taking in one another, in a not so sexual way. I thought, before the darkness took us over and our future looked brighter in my dreams.

So It Begins - Ch. 11

(EPOV)

The following morning, I woke with a start. Bella’s breath fanned across my chest, as she let out an endearingly, cute snore. Her hair was splayed across my stomach, hiding her face from view. I pulled her hair back from her face, tucking it behind her ear, taking in her flushed state. She was simply exquisite.

I was once again thinking about our conversation last night. Knowing that we both wanted children, it did peculiar things to my insides. I was turning into a gooey fucking man, and I couldn’t love the fact anymore. I did know, that I would never have wanted these things with another woman.

Some might say that Bella and I have rushed things, but seriously, why wait? We both knew we were made for the other. That our hearts were intertwined long ago. God plucked us from the heavens, put us here to take this journey in life together. We were simply the other’s guide to happiness, love, friendship, and eternity.

Wanting to make sure she was taken well care of before work, I eased myself from underneath her, tucking her back under the covers gently. I headed down to the kitchen to start her a nice, breakfast in bed.

I know I had a maid, and just because I had money, did not mean that I didn’t know my way around a kitchen. Maria was an excellent worker, but I didn’t rely on her to do things that I could do just as easy. My mother made sure I knew several things growing up. One, how to do my own laundry. Two, how to cook. Three, respect for women. Four, manners.

There’s a time and place to use your dominate side, and that wasn’t in a loving relationship. Yes, I’m was dominate fucker when it came to sex, but was learning how to be just as loving during sex, as well.

I gathered things up for chocolate chip pancakes, carrying it all to the counter and preparing the batter. I cut up some fresh fruits, scooped some Greek yogurt out in a bowl and sprinkled it with granola, before putting the pancakes on. Once everything was finished, I plated it all up and put it on the tray that I would carry up to Bella. I wanted to see my special smile, so I stepped out onto the back patio and cut her a violet rose from the rose bush beside the deck and placed it in a vase on the tray.

As I was about to head back upstairs, my cell rang.

“Cullen speaking,” I said gruffly, pissed at the interruption.

“Edward, son, I wanted to let you know that I would be joining, Bella at the office today,” my mom’s loving voice echoed in the phone.

“That’s great, mom. I’m sure Bella will be thrilled to have you with her today.” I smiled, pleased with how thoughtful my mother was being.

“Well, I wanted to see what my new daughter did with her days at work,” she replied, and I could feel her smile through the phone.

“She’ll enjoy that mother,” I laughed, loving that they were already close.

“Well, I love you, Edward, and send my love to, Bella, too. I’ll see you both shortly,” she laughed, realizing she was wordy.

“I love you too, mom, will do,” I laughed, sending my love and hanging up the phone.

Satisfied with the finished product and finally off the phone, I carried the tray up to my sleeping wife. Once I stepped into the room, I was greeted by my naked wife coming out of the bathroom, arms raised over her head, stretching, and yawning.

“Good morning, sweetheart,” I purred, taking in her beautiful body, as she was startled, stopping dead in her tracks to look at me.

“Good morning to you too, handsome,” she smiled back in return, taking in the tray I held in my hands.

“You shouldn’t have, Edward,” Bella blushed, meeting me half way in the room and pulling me towards the bed.

“I wanted too, honey,” I laughed, as she excitedly scooted up the bed, contradicting herself.

“That’s very sweet of you, my precious husband,” she smiled brightly, hugging me, placing a kiss on my cheek, as I placed the tray down in front of her.

“I wanted to send you off to work with a nice breakfast,” I smiled in return, kissing the tip of her nose.

“Well it’s lovely, thank you, Edward,” she cooed, taking in the scents that rose from the tray.

“My mom called earlier, while I was fixing breakfast. She wanted me to send her love, and to let you know that she would be joining you in the office today. She was excited and wanted to see what her daughter did with her days,” I laughed, as Bella shoveled her mouth full of pancakes with an ‘hmmm’ around the fork.

“That will be fun, I can only hope Alice doesn’t show her ass,” Bella smiled, then sighed, ducking her head, remembering how Alice had been, the last time she was in the office.

“Hey, it’s alright, love. Mom will be there beside you, the whole day. If you need me at any point, call me, I’ll be there in minutes. You aren’t alone any more,” I whispered, pulling her chin up and peppering her face in kisses.

“You really know how to make me better, Edward. Thank you,” she smiled, her eyes shining with unshed tears.

“You’re welcome, sweetheart. I hope you know, I would do absolutely anything in this world for you,” I smiled in return, cupping her face in my over-sized hands, kissing her sweet tasting lips thoroughly.

“Let’s get you fed, so you can shower and get ready for your day, precious,” I purred, taking the silverware in my hand, scooping up a bite and bringing it to Bella’s swollen lips.

We took turns feeding one another bites of pancake, smothered in chocolate sauce and syrup, laughing freely at the mess we were making. I dotted her jowl with the gooey substances, before taking my time to clean her skin free from it.

Our relationship was filled with so much love, but I also enjoyed seeing the two of us so wrapped up in our bubble of love, having moments of mischievousness thrown in.

Once the plates were cleared, I hopped off the bed and ran into the bathroom to get Bella’s shower going. I returned, after turning it on, and grabbed the tray from her lap, placing it to the side, and helped her from the bed.

I swatted her ass, “On you go, the water should be perfect now, and I’ll be back shortly to join you.”

She sauntered to the bathroom, hips swaying from left to right, mesmerizing my eyes, that were solely focused on her ass. I was in a motherfucking trance.

I openly adjusted myself, and rushed the tray downstairs. My legs carried me hurriedly towards the kitchen, thoughts centered only around getting back to our bedroom, underneath the hot spray of our shower, with my gorgeous wife in my arms.

Upon entering the steamy bathroom, I turned the overhead speakers on, letting the soft, soothing sounds of Dr. Hook’s, ‘A Little Bit More,’ fill the room.

I ambled towards the shower, throwing the shower door open gently, and stepping in, behind Bella’s naked form. Her body glistened with drops of hot water, ghosting over her breasts and shoulders, hair slick to her head, as the water ran from it in streams.

“Come here,” I whispered huskily in her ear, pulling her body back into mine.

My dick twitched against her bare, wet back. I needed to feel her body against mine.

Bella turned in my arms, her hand coming up to rest on my chest, as the other found my hand. The luminosity of the light, coming from over head, made her drenched body shimmer in the fluorescent lights.

The rasping voice of Dr. Hook continued to sound throughout the room, echoing off the walls. The symphony behind his voice and beautiful words encouraged touching and feeling the other’s hard body beneath our roaming hands. The moment was pure perfection.

I leaned forward and down, pressing my lips to hers softly, at first. Our lips began to move swiftly against each others, her hands glided up my chest, snaking up and around my neck, as our bodies swayed to music.

Fingers tangled into one another’s soaked hair, slowing our kisses into languid and fluid motions. Kisses became rushed and hard, as her tongue came out and licked my bottom lip, my mouth parting, and my tongue sliding out against hers.

The moment our tongues touched, electric sparks radiated throughout my entire body, causing an instinctive growl in my chest to rumble. Deepened kisses were instantaneous and gratifying.

Our lips broke free from one another, as the song came to a close, and another soon followed.

Fireflight’s, ‘Wrapped In Your Arms’ began to play, as lead vocalist, Dawn Michele’s feminized voice began to croon on. The guitar strummed, as the harmony blended into the background.

We swayed back and forth, staring into one another’s eyes. Bella’s contented sigh let me know she was feeling the same way, as she placed her head against my chest. As it rested against my chest, I brought my own down upon hers, letting my lips rest in her wet hair, placing the occasional kiss atop her head, as we continued to soak up the water, and one another.

I had never been the romantic type of guy, but in swoops Bella, and I turn into a fucking sap. God bless her, she’s a remarkable woman, one that was able to tame my rough side. I was a better man because of this woman. One that would walk to the ends of the earth to hear that contented sigh, see her precious, bright smile, flushed cheeks, and tears of joy that filled her loving eyes.

My wife deserved all the happiness in the world. Something simple as tender touches, soft kisses, words of love and encouragement. Never again would she face a life where people treated her like shit or less than them.

Knowing she hadn’t always gotten the attention and love she deserved in the past unsettled me, angered me. No more would I allow people to walk into her life, just to make her feel anything less than happiness. She warranted the goddamned world, nothing more, nothing less.

I gained my bearings back, shaking my head to clear the rambling in my brain, focusing my attention back on Bella. The gentle sway of her hips, once again had me mesmerized, as my hands ran up and along the curve of her back, pulling her closer to my body.

She deserved this moment, for the focus to be all about her, she needed that. This moment was hers.

I lathered up the loofah, pulling and pushing it over her body. I watched in fascination, as the suds skimmed over her luscious curves. It made my fucking mouth water, salivating for just a taste. But we all knew that I was fooling myself, thinking that just a taste would ever be enough.

My cock twitched slightly, as I shampooed her hair. The scent of the foam in my hands dominated my brain, demanding I inhale. I did the only thing I could do to appease it.

Inhale deeply. Exhale slowly. Inhale deeply. Exhale slowly.

“You’re so beautiful, Bella,” I whispered against her shoulder, as I placed kisses here and there, lightly.

The music came to an end, switching to Rascal Flatt's 'I Won't Let Go,' as I bent down and scooped her up into my arms, bridal style, carrying her out of the shower, picking up a towel on the way, and moving towards the bedroom.

Filtering through to the bedroom, the music hummed softly in the background, as I sat her down at the foot of our bed. I gently toweled over her watery body, making sure to pay attention to the amount of pressure I was using, wanting her to feel nothing but my love in each swipe of the fluffy towel.

Throwing the towel over my shoulder, as I finished toweling her off, I gripped her hips, pushing her gently back onto the bed.

I knelt between her legs, as Bella laid completely naked before me. The buffet was mouthwatering, smelling exquisite and delightful.  I was euphoric, staring at the breathtaking image before me.

“Edward,” she whispered, as her juices gushed from between her legs. The scent hit me head on.

“Oh, sweetheart, I love you so much,” I sighed in contentment, continuing to watch, as her chest rose and fell with each breath she took.

“I love you, too,” she panted, as my finger made contact with her wet folds, inserting two deep within her walls.

I stroked her insides tenderly, making sure to push in on the fleshy spot inside of her. Bringing my mouth down onto her swollen bud, nipping and licking. Tasting the saltiness of her core.

Her body sung to me, hummed for release.

Now that she was sopping wet with want, I crawled up her body, kissing and licking my way towards her breasts. I placed several kisses along her nipples, and continued my journey up to her mouth.

Laying between her legs, slightly putting weight on her body, I could feel her chest heaving with breath, and her heart pounding. There was no wasting time now, we were entrapped in one another’s eyes.

I lined myself up with her wet center, slowly pushing into her tight walls. Her warm juices coated my cock, sucking me deeper within, as I pushed onwards.

Arms wrapped around me.

Fingernails were digging into my back, deeply.

Legs fell further apart, allowing me to sink deep, to the hilt, as her back arched off the bed, and her head fell backwards.

“Fuck! You feel so good, Bella,” I hissed, almost pulling all the way out of her, as I pushed slowly back into her hot heat.

“Unnfh,” Bella cried out, as she gripped me tighter, her legs instantly coming up and wrapping around my waist.

Her thighs squeezed me, nails scrapped against my back. Pure.Fucking.Ecstasy.

Our bodies pushed and pulled the other, intense and hard.

“I’m so close, Edward,” she whimpered, panting, begging me with her body. Needing to release.

I could feel her walls tightening around me, her body trembling, and sweat covering her pale skin.

I reached between us, bringing my hand to her clit, and lightly pinching. Her walls clenched down around my cock, milking it, as she thrashed underneath me.

Her whimpers and moans, caused my own release, my orgasm ricocheting throughout my body, slamming my cock into her briskly, over and over.

My body slumped over hers, as my cock twitched, and her walls milked everything in me, finally collapsing fully on top of her.

I rolled us onto our sides, cradling her body to mine, both of us sighing in relief and pleasure. After both of our post-climatic bliss, I reached down and tickled her sides, causing her to squeal and try to get away from my fingers.

“Edward,” she giggled, pushing me away from her.

That just wouldn’t do. I pulled her back into my body, peppering her face and neck with kisses. She was smiling widely, a twinkle in her eyes.

“I love you, Isabella Cullen, always,” I smiled, then hopped up off the bed, as she pouted.

“Come on pretty lady, you must get ready for work,” I laughed, pulling her off the bed behind me.

“If I must,” her pout still present, as she stomped her foot. Absolutely fucking adorable.

“You must,” I laughed, swatting her ass, and sending her into the closet to get dressed.

“I’m almost positive that mom is downstairs, waiting on you,” I laughed, reminding her that she was having company with her today.

“Oh, right! How easily I forget, when we’re so wrapped up in our tiny, little, love bubble,” she hollered back, followed with a cute, little giggle.

Bella stepped out of the closet, dressed in a tiny, black, pin-striped, pencil skirt, black, five inch, fuck me heels, and a blue, cashmere sweater. I strolled over, giving her a chaste kiss and helped her into the bathroom, so she could dry her hair.

“Edward, I thought about this before I drifted off to sleep last night, and I wanted to make sure you approve before I make the final decision. We’re husband and wife now, meaning your opinions are wanted, they matter to me, and will thoroughly be taken into consideration,” she sighed, looking openly thrilled with what she had said.

“What’s that, sweetheart?” I asked, my curiosity peaked, eyebrows raised.

“Well, I thought if we were possibly pregnant, that I would like to sell my part of the company, and be a stay at home mother. Not having a mother growing up, it’s changed my perspective on several things, and I know I want to be more than what I had. No, I need to be more than that. I need to be a hands on mother, devoting all my time to our children, instead of being tied to a desk for hours on end,” she frowned, eyebrows creasing in a ’v’ shape above her chocolate orbs.

“Sweetheart, I back you in what ever you need to do, to make you feel at peace with things. I completely understand that you need this. We aren’t hard up for money, nor will we ever be, and if I’m being honest, I’d rather you do this. For yourself, and our children. You’re going to make a wonderful mother, honey, and I’m proud of you for wanting to do this,” I smiled, kissing her nose softly, and wrapping my arms around her, tightly hugging her to my chest.

“Thank you for being so understanding, and supportive, Edward. I truly appreciate it,” she smiled beautifully, hugging me closer to her petite body.

“I always support you, Isabella, in anything,” I smiled again, giving her one final squeeze before releasing her body, so that she could finish getting ready.

After our conversation, once she was finished getting ready, I helped her fasten the pearl necklace she held up, around her neck, placing a tender kiss, as I clasped the clasp together at the back of her neck.

Bella lightly dusted her face with blush, and applied a glossy, lip gloss before we headed downstairs to greet my mother. Walking downstairs, holding hands, and staring into one another’s eyes, both reflecting our love for one another, smiling like teenagers. We were at the bottom of the stairs, far too quickly, but was greeted by my mother nonetheless.

“Good morning, my precious children,” mom said cheerfully, winking at me, letting me know that she knew exactly what had kept us so long.

“Good morning, mom,” I smiled, leaning in to kiss her on the cheek gently.

“Morning, mom,” Bella smiled, and hugged her tightly, after I had pulled back from kissing her.

“Shall we get this day started, sweetheart?” My mom asked Bella, hooking her arm through hers and escorted her to the door.

“Wait!” Bella halted, scampering back towards me in a hurry, kissing me on the lips, and then running back to my mom.

“I love you,” I hollered after them, laughing.

“I love you, too,” I heard faintly, as the door closed behind them, stilling laughing at them.

(BPOV)

As we walked out of the house, arm in arm, I thought it would be best to tell Esme about Alice and her behavior before we got there. I didn’t want her to think badly of me.

“Esme, I feel that I must warn you about Alice, before we get to the office. I’m not really sure what’s up with her, but as a so-called friend, I have no clue how she can speak so badly of me now that I’m with Edward,” I sighed, looking down at the ground, as we made our way to the vehicle.

Esme pulled my chin up, stopping us from going any further, making me look her in the eyes.

“First, don’t you ever, dare look down for any one, you are so much better than that,” Esme chastised, clucking her tongue between her teeth.

“Secondly, don’t you ever let anyone get to you about your relationship with your husband. You both love one another, and if they saw the two of you together, they’d see it for their own eyes,” she smiled, pulling me into a fierce hug, leaving me a little winded.

“Thank you so much, Esme,” I smiled, hugging her back just as tightly. “I really appreciate your words.”

“Now, let’s go show this bitch who she’s messing with,” Esme replied, causing me to snicker. Who would have thought, sweet little, Esme would say such a word.

“God, I love you so much, Esme,” I laughed, dragging her towards the car.

Esme’s tinkling laugh was so perfect, and exactly what I needed to make it through this day, well that, and of course knowing that I would be coming home to my loving husband.

Home with Edward. Such an amazing feeling saying those words.

The drive to the office was filled with light chatter between the two of us, but my insides were filled with dread. I just knew that once the girls saw my ring, and my company, Alice would flip her shit, Rose on the other hand, I wasn’t sure how she would react.

The other day in the office proved that Alice had some issues, ones we weren’t privy too, at the current moment. Until she came clean with them, I couldn’t be apart of her life. Yes, I have my own issues, but I never, NEVER, treated them like I was treated the other day.

Once we arrived at the office, Esme and I made our way towards the lobby. I greeted Gianna with a warm smile, and introduced her to my mother-in-law. They both exchanged pleasantries, before we made our exit to the elevators.

I braced myself against the wall of the elevator, mentally preparing myself for the shit storm that was about to happen.

As we exited the elevator, I pulled Esme over to meet Kate. Kate was such a good soul, best secretary I’d ever had, so when the time came that I sell my share out, I’d make sure to add her in the contract. Whoever bought me out, would never find a better secretary, she’s absolutely, fucking brilliant.

Once the introductions were made, and a friendly conversation, Esme and I stepped into my office and I got to work. At noon, I sent Kate to grab the three of us some lunch, so we could sit around and chat a little more.

We had stayed busy most of the morning, so Esme and I didn’t have much time to just talk, and I was actually sad about that, because she was such a wonderful woman to talk to.

While Kate was away getting lunch, that meant my door stayed cracked, so that I could hear if someone needed anything. Apparently today was to get worse, when Alice and Rose stuck their noses in, eyebrows raised once they saw my company.

“Can I help you ladies?” I asked, a little too sweetly.

“How nice of you to grace us with your presence your highness,” Alice sneered, barging in on my company.

Seriously, what would this have looked like if this was a customer? I thought, highly fucking pissed at her audacity.

Rose stood off to the side, eyes wide, as she hissed for Alice to shut up. Kudos to you, Rose, for being above Alice’s bullshit.

“Excuse me, but shouldn’t you be worried that I’m a client?” Esme asked, eyebrow cocked, looking royally pissed that Alice was being so disrespectful in her presence.

I stood up, making my way towards Alice and Rose, clearly this was wrong and looking to turn into something that shouldn’t happen. Was Alice for real, right now?

“Well, are you a client?” Alice sneered back at Esme.

No way! This is nonsense. Her attitude needs an adjustment immediately. I refuse to stand by, and allow her to speak to Esme like this. I thought, putting my hand up to stop her from embarrassing herself.

The moment my hand was in the air, Rose gasped, making her way towards me in a hurry, stopping me from interfering with Esme and Alice’s quarrel.

“No, I’m not a client. But you’re being highly inappropriate in a place of employment, where you are part owner of said company. I’ll ask nicely, and just once, for you to apologize for barging into Isabella’s office, and being such a bitch,” Esme demanded, my ring long forgotten by Rose, as she spun, mouth agape, staring proudly at Esme.

“No, I won’t be apologizing. In case, Isabella has forgotten, this is her job, and distractions aren’t allowed,” Alice sneered, eyes full of anger.

Rose and I stood back, watching the demise of Alice, both us full of questions about Alice’s behavior. Not once had we seen her act this way, what the hell was fucking wrong with her?

The two of us stood still, bottom lips on the floor, heads shooting from Alice, back to Esme, as they both shot daggers at one another.

I rushed over, grabbing my cell from my desk, and shot Edward a quick text, demanding him get here, as fast as he could. This was going to get ugly, quickly.

Kate had just returned, and was also witnessing the diabolical scene before the three of us spectators. I oddly felt proud of Esme; her standing up for me, as a mother would her child, and it made my stomach knot up, realizing I had never been in a situation with motherly love involved.

Rose grabbed my hand, rubbing her finger over my wedding band and engagement ring, turning her head just enough to grin for a minute, letting me know she knew exactly what went on in my absence, before she turned her head back to the confrontation in front of us.

“Why the fuck are you being such a bitch for Alice?” Rose piped in, demanding an answer we obviously wouldn’t be getting, as Alice turned her head and shot daggers at the two of us.

“It’s none of your damn concern, Rose,” Alice sneered, stomping over and jabbing Rose in the chest with her long, skinny, sharp-nailed finger.

“I don’t know what’s gotten into you, Alice, but I refuse to have you stand here, acting like such a bitch, in the presence of company,” I said, my voice rising in anger.

“Well look at you, finally fucking speaking for yourself, who knew you had it in you?” Alice mocked, throwing her head back and cackling loudly.

“You should be ashamed of your behavior,” Esme reprimanded Alice, as she stared at her in disbelief.

“Why are you all high and mighty now, Bella?” Alice scoffed, pointing her pointy finger at me now.

“I’m acting like no such thing,” I demanded, stepping closer to her.

“You’re acting like a goddamn royal princess, at the moment,” she sneered. “Head so fucking far in the clouds, pining away, after some pathetic man, who probably sees you as some cheap ass pussy, quick to lay, and walk away from!”

My blood was boiling, my eyes darted towards Esme, knowing she was just as bad as me, at the moment. Rose gripped my hand tighter, holding on for dear life, knowing I was ready to snap. Her tight squeeze let me know I was better than that, better than the man Charlie was.

Before any of us were able to say anything, a commanding voice sounded from the door, causing us all to look, besides Alice, and to turn towards it.

“You will fucking step away from my WIFE this instant,” Edward quietly demanded, striding into the room to stand beside me. His voice was all the more powerful for its low volume.

Rose gasped, while Esme and I smiled.

“Wife, how pathetic,” Alice snorted, busting out into a full blown laugh afterwards. “How pitiful, her making you say shit like that.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Edward demanded, pulling my ring covered finger in front of Alice’s eyes, showing her that we did, indeed, get married.

Alice’s eyes bugged out of her head, before she turned her icy glare on me.

“You are so goddamn stupid, so fucking pathetic. What’s the matter, get yourself knocked up and this gorgeous specimen felt sorry for you, and whisked you away to marry you?” She demanded, poking her finger into my chest, hard.

“I told you to step away from my wife, you bitch,” Edward sneered, removing Alice’s finger from my chest, tossing her hand in the air.

His voice was full of anger, so much so, that my pussy was fucking sopping wet. Lust consumed every goddamn cell in my fucking body. Sweat beads popped up on my forehead, and I had to fan myself. Rose gave me an odd look, quirked an eyebrow, but then smirked. That fucking cunt knew exactly what the fuck he was doing to my body.

“I suggest you leave this office, this moment,” Esme demanded, slowly stalking towards Alice.

By God, she looked motherfucking scary as hell, and I was so fucking thankful she was here for me. Thankful that Edward and Rose stood by my side, as well. Rose’s grip on my hand never faltered for a minute, she stood, shoulders squared, like she was ready for battle.

Once Alice looked around the room, all faces set in stone, ready to pounce on her at any second, she turned on her heel, and rushed past a stock-still Kate. Poor Kate, not once speaking, nor eyes blinking, she fucking looked like she was ready to shit herself.

After her exit, Rose released my hand, as Edward pulled me tightly to his hard chest.

“God, I love you so much,” I breathed into his chest, inhaling his scent, trying to calm myself.

If I was pregnant, I really needed to watch my stress levels. I think now was the best time for me to make the announcement of stepping down, and selling out my share of the company. I knew Rose would likely hate the fact that I would sell out, but knew she would understand eventually.

“I love you, too, love,” he sighed, squeezing me gently.

Once Edward released me, he looked down into my eyes, wanting to make sure that I was alright. I gave him a subtle nod, then turned, making my way towards Esme.

“Thanks, mom,” I murmured, hugging her, as she wrapped her arms around my waist.

Once my immediate family was taken care of with hugs, I turned and apologized to Kate, for having to witness the whole debacle. She replied with a nod, bringing the now cold lunch in, and setting it on my desk, making her way quickly from the room, closing the door behind her.

“Bella, I’m so sorry for Alice acting this way. She’s obviously got something serious on her mind, but instead of talking to us, she’s taking her anger out on us,” Rose apologized profusely, coming to stand in front of me, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear, and hugging me tightly.

“It’s alright, Rose. This isn’t either one of our faults if she doesn’t want to talk to us civilly.” I replied, wiping the few fallen tears from her face. She’s too fucking beautiful to be crying.

“Well, I guess I should introduce you all now,” I smiled, pulling back from Rose’s embrace.

“Rose, I’d like for you to meet my husband, Edward, and my mother-in-law, Esme,” I smiled lovingly back at Edward, then to Esme.

I hoped they both knew how much I appreciated having them here for me today, and standing up for me the way that they had.

“It’s nice to meet you both,” Rose smiled, shaking both their hands.

“Nice to meet you, Rose,” the both murmured, standing to the side, watching our exchange.

“I’m sorry you weren’t invited to the wedding, Rose, but we wanted simple, and we just flew to Vegas and had it done, which was romantic by the way,” I smiled in return, remembering our days in Vegas and our perfect wedding.

“I understand,” Rose smiled timidly.

“Hey, don’t look so unsure, it was very nice and I couldn’t have asked for anything more perfect than it was,” I smiled, placing my hand on her cheek, trying to get her to smile.

“We have a video, and tons of pictures,” I laughed, knowing she would be wanting to see them all.

“I’d love to see them,” she beamed, seemingly excited now, with the mention of pictures.

“Of course,” I smiled, blushing.

“Well, I guess now would be the right time to just get it all out there,” I mentioned, catching all of their attention.

“Go on,” Edward encouraged, placing his arm around my shoulder in support.

“Well, Edward and I discussed something along the lines of this, this morning, but I think it’s appropriate to just do it now,” I frowned, knowing that Rose would be upset once again.

Edward looked at me in astonishment, but was clearly proud that I was doing this.

“Well, I decided last night, that if I had children, that I would sell out my part of the company, so I could be a stay-at-home mom. I need to be there for my children in the future. Rose, before you get upset, I want to explain things to you a little later this evening, about my past, do you think you could come over to the house for dinner?” I spoke, then asked for her time this evening.

 “Okay, yeah! Of course, I just need your address,” she smiled, curiosity filled her eyes.

“But anyways, back to what I was saying. I think with the way Alice is acting, that now would be the most opportune time for me do this very thing. We could possibly, at this very minute, be pregnant,” I laughed, as Esme’s loud squeal interrupted my speech.

“Mother, please, let her finish,” Edward laughed, which in turn caused Esme and Rose to laugh.

“We don’t know for sure yet, but if we are indeed pregnant, I really don’t need the stress on me, and I’m sure Alice isn’t finished with her attitude,” I sighed, wishing I knew what was bugging her, knowing I might possibly never find out.

“You’re right, sweetheart,” Esme replied, a smile playing on her lips.

“Do you have anyone in mind?” Rose asked, still unsure of everything.

At that, we all sat down and had a long talk. I sat, wrapped in Edward’s loving arms, as Rose held one of my hands, and Esme the other. We discussed several options thoroughly, and in the end, I think we all decided on the same thing.

I loved my new family, their support in the matter, meant so fucking much to me. My heart clenched, knowing they were mine until the day I died.

So It Begins - Ch. 10

(EPOV)

“Mom, Dad,” I said, looking rather sheepishly.

“Oh, my sweet boy,” Esme exclaimed, rushing forward, peppering kisses all over my face.

Carlisle chuckled, while Bella looked on wide-eyed and was exceedingly red in the face.

“No sense in being embarrassed kids, it’s perfectly normal sharing a mid-evening romp with your boyfriend or girlfriend,” Esme laughed, patting me on the cheek with a grin.

“Uhmm, about that mom,” I said, nervously running my hand through my hair, wondering how my parents would react to us being married instead.

(BPOV)

HOLY MOTHERFUCKING SHIT ON A STICK!!!! THESE TWO ARE HIS PARENTS, WE’RE SO FUCKING DEAD!!! WHAT IF THEY HATE ME? EDWARD WILL SURELY LEAVE ME, AND WE’LL HAVE HAD THE FASTEST MARRIAGE AND DIVORCE EVER.. HE CAN’T LEAVE ME, I LOVE HIM TERRIBLY SO!! My brain screamed, continuing on with it’s insane, mental rant.

(EPOV)

I could see the mental rant going on inside of Bella’s head, this wouldn’t do. I squeezed her to me tightly, gently stroking my hand up her arm.

“Mom, Dad, I’d like you to meet my lovely wife, Bella,” I said, smiling softly, as I looked down upon Bella’s glowing face.

“Oh my word!” Mom gasped, quickly engulfing Bella in her arms, squeezing her closely to her chest.

(BPOV)

“Welcome to the family,” she whispered into my ear softly, kissing the side of my cheek as she pulled back, tears presently streaming down her own cheeks. She placed her hand firmly against my face, smiling brightly at me, wiping my own tears away. Her blessing for us, was passing through her gleaming eyes.

Yes, everything would be alright in our lives. I thought, beaming at my new mother-in-law.

(EPOV)

Dad and I stood beside one another, watching the scene play out before us. The woman we both loved, for as long as I could remember, and my new bride, whom I loved and cherished with all that I am, wrapped lovingly in one another’s arms.

My father had yet to say anything about the news, but I could I see he was just as emotionally charged, as I was, at the scene before us.

My mother slowly pulled away from Bella, making her way back to my father and I. She wrapped her diminutive, devoted arms around both of our waists, squeezing tightly, burying her face in my chest, and inhaling my scent, as to commit it to memory once again.

“You did spectacular, Edward,” she whispered, so that only the two of us could hear, believing in my judgment of my personal life.

“Thank you, mom,” I whispered back, hugging her closely in return, and kissing the top of her head.

Once I released my mothers tiny form, I slithered up next to Bella, and pulled her into my warm embrace. Her arms wrapped around my waist, molding herself to my body.

I smiled softly, as I pulled back to search her eyes, needing to know if she was alright. There shining back at me, was her warm, chocolate eyes, filled with a predominate amount of love. Those eyes filled with tenderness, reflected my very own.

As we stood embraced in our own bubble, I heard my father clear his throat, and step forward.

“Isabella, it’s a delight to meet you. I hope you can excuse me for being so quiet, I was just in shock,” Dad smiled kindly, pulling Bella’s hand to his mouth, placing a tender kiss along her knuckles.

“It’s quite alright, Dad. Oh, I do hope you don’t mind me calling you that, I haven’t had anyone to call that,” Bella smiled beautifully, then lowered her head in mortification, her cheeks covered with a rosy-pink tint.

Much to my satisfaction, Carlisle tossed his head back and laughed. Bella’s head shot up, eyes questioning his sanity, only to have Carlisle quickly pull her into his arms and hug her close.

“Sweet child, you’re more than welcome to call me Dad, if you wish. I would like that greatly,” Dad kissed her cheek, giddy as fuck, and ran his long fingers, soothingly over her back.

“Dad perhaps we should let the women talk, get to know one another a bit better?” I questioned, shooting him a hard stare, really needing to fill him in on Bella’s past, and why she felt the need to call him dad.

“Of course, son,” Dad calmed down, releasing my lovely wife from his encirclement.

The two of us left the women to talk, and made our way to the parlor for a drink. Along the way, he patted my shoulder repetitively.

“You’ve done a fine job, son,” making his opinion known finally.

“Thanks dad, I never doubted that I did,” I snickered, the silliness of his proclamation lingering in the air.

“Bella is a timeless beauty, son, with a tremendous heart, I can tell,” he said in recognition of Bella’s demeanor.

“She’s been through hell and back, Dad, and we must do something,” I sighed, raking my fingers through my hair in frustration.

“So how long have you been dating her?” He asked, quirking an eyebrow in question.

“Not even a week,” I smiled, reminiscing on the past few days.

“And you’re already married?” He asked, concern clear in his voice.

“She’s it for me, Dad. The minute we connected, it was as if the universe aligned, making all the stars fall into place, and lighting up my world so vibrantly,” I sighed absentmindedly. 

“Call me a chick if you want, Dad, go ahead and laugh, I know you’re dying to,” I laughed, seeing my father’s face filled with surprise and laughter.

“No, I won’t be laughing at you dear boy, I felt the same way with your mother all those years ago, and still do to this day,” he stood, staring off into space with a smile upon his face.

“So what’s this about her being through hell and back?” He asked, concern filling his eyes.

“It’s her father, he used to beat on her while she was growing up. The bastard has left her broken, but she’s so fucking strong, Dad. You’ll be proud of her once you see her in action,” I frowned, but then remembered my own words, and knew she was indeed strong.

“So we’ll find him, and take care of him. What about her mother?” He asked, a crease gracing his forehead.

“She doesn’t know, just that she left when she was a baby,” I frowned again, scratching the back of my neck.

“If I know you like I do, then you’ve already got Jenks working with all the information that you have, am I correct?” He questioned.

“Yeah, I need to find her mother. Bella needs to know her,” I said calmly, trying hard not to get defensive towards my own father and his questions.

“Alright, anyone else we’re looking for?” He asked, clearly wanting all the information we could gather.

“Yes, an Angela Webber. Bella’s best friend. She needs her back in her life, the girl treated her normal, even when she was bruised and broken. Her friends now, truly aren’t people she should even call friends, and I think Bella is beginning to understand that,” I sighed, aggravated at that bitch who claims to be Bella‘s friend and colleague, Alice Brandon.

“Well, Bella is important to this family now, and we’ll do everything to make her life easier from here on out,” Dad said, sincerity ringing clear in his voice.

“You’re going to love her, dad, just you wait. She‘ll have you wrapped around her tiny fingers in a matter of an hour, bank on it,” I laughed, speaking nothing but the truth.

Dad and I sat around in the parlor for hours, making plans on how to deal with Charlie Swan, and his destructive fists. He would suffer for all that he put my Bella through if it was the last thing I ever did.

We discussed ways on finding anything out about Renee, as well. Hopefully she was still alive, but I had bad feelings about this.

(BPOV)

Esme and I made our way into the living room, as the men headed off towards the parlor for a drink.

At first, I was embarrassed, having his parents stand in our doorway with amused faces, realizing that they had heard our latest sex-a-thon moment. I quickly got over the mortification, when I realized that we were married and in our honeymoon stage, so they would just have to get over that bit of information.

Next, I was completely freaking out, worried they would be in an uproar over our marriage and how quick it was. Thinking that it would cause Edward to be remorseful about it, and divorce me because they would demand it.

My nerves were settled the moment Esme whispered in my ear, welcoming me to the family. Apparently, she had seen the amount of love between Edward and me. I would like to hope that my mother was just as understanding as Esme. When she wrapped her arms around me, the dam broke, and my tears fell freely.

As we sat ourselves down, amongst the throw cushions on the couch, Esme took my hand in hers, and rubbed comforting circles on the tops of my hands.

“So tell me how you meet, Edward?” Esme asked in a motherly tone, laced with kindness.

“We meet at his club. My two friends, and business partners drug me there and then left me all alone.” I sighed, seeing that those two could seriously not give a fuck about what happened to me.

“That’s terrible,” Esme frowned, squeezing my hands in hers closely.

“That’s not even the worst. They were always on my ass about being a virgin.” I murmured. Slightly embarrassed.

“Always poking fun, about how I was 24 years old, and still a virgin. That my idea of waiting for the one was pathetic and that I worked too much,” I sighed once again, realizing that friends shouldn’t do that sort of thing.

Apparently, I had begun to cry, because the next thing I knew, Esme had her loving arms wrapped around me, whispering words of comfort in my ear, as she ran her hands over my back, trying to get me to calm down.

“Those weren’t very good friends, if I must say,” Esme said quietly.

“It’s alright. I met Edward that night, once he approached me, it was like my world turned brighter, and I knew he was the one. I didn’t tell him I was a virgin, then of course you know the rest, but once he realized that I was a virgin, it was like something shifted within him as well,” I smiled, remembering Edward’s face the minute he sheathed through my barrier. All traces of a man getting his rocks off were gone, replaced by a man who looked at me with utter love and devotion.

“Edward’s such a wonderful boy,” Esme cooed, still rubbing gentle circles, unevenly up my back.

“He’s more than wonderful, Esme,” I pulled back, smiling widely. I bet you could see doves flying around in circles in my eyes, with hearts hanging over their heads.

“I apologize for your not being at our wedding, you were out of the country, and we weren’t sure of when you would return,” I sighed, hating that I took this moment away from her.

“Nonsense my child, you did the right thing, if it was what you both wanted,” Esme smiled lovingly, hugging me to her chest once again.

“We both just didn’t want anything fancy, and we wanted to start our lives together as one, immediately,” I beamed, so completely in love.

“Carlisle and I were the same way. You know, I was an escort when I met Carlisle,” Esme smiled, lost in her own thoughts.

“I’m sure he’s just as romantic as Edward,” I laughed, going on to tell Esme about all the things Edward had done for me since we had gotten together, how he surprised me by moving my things in without asking, our romantic balloon ride the morning after our wedding took place.

“There should be a video online of our wedding, Esme, if you want to watch it with me,” I grinned, knowing she’d want to see it.

I rushed to get my laptop, bringing it back into the living room, where we cuddled up on the couch, getting comfortable and searching for our wedding video. Once we found it, Esme ‘oohed’ and ‘awed’ in all the right places. By the end, we were both in tears.

Happy tears.

Tears of joy.

We hugged for awhile afterwards, just relishing in the love we had, and what the future had in store for us.

“I’m thankful that it was you, whom Edward chose to spend the rest of his life with, Bella,” Esme admitted, still holding me tightly.

“I’m the one who’s grateful, Esme,” I blushed and smiled.

“So tell me about this company you help run,” Esme asked, excitement clear in her voice.

“Oh, Firefly?” I disclosed, grinning when she squealed.

“Honestly?” She demanded.

I nodded, snorted at her excitement, it was just too cute, and I grinned widely.

“I just love your products, they make me feel sexy,” she laughed, clearly embarrassed that she had just admitted that.

“That’s what we wanted, to make women feel sexy,” I smiled, knowing that we had indeed accomplished what we set out to do.

“Well you do, and you do a damn good job of it. I‘m proud of you.” Esme grinned, placing soft kisses to my hair.

That assertion warmed my heart, I had never had a mother or mother figure in my life, and knowing that Esme, my mother-in-law, who’d just met me, was proud of me, was truly a magical moment.

I wept in her arms after that, for what felt like hours, truly missing what I hadn’t ever had before. I wish I could hold these feelings at bay, not let them bother me any longer, but I just couldn’t.

“Tell me about your mother, sweetheart,” she asked quietly, still stroking my hair.

“There’s nothing to tell. I just know that she left when I was baby. I don’t even remember what she looks like,” I sobbed harder.

“We will find her, I promise,” Esme cooed, making the same, solemn promise that Edward had made mere days ago.

“But just you know, you can call me mom until the day I die, Bella,” Esme murmured, tears shimmering in her eyes.

“I’d love that, Esme,” I beamed, hugging myself closer to her petite body.

“What about your father,” Esme whispered, almost low enough that I didn’t hear her.

“He was a mean man, and I haven’t seen him in years. He used to beat me, kick me around and tell me I wasn’t good enough. Always saying how I was worthless, that I would never amount to anything,” I frowned, hating to talk about my past with Charlie, but knew she needed to hear this.

“I worked my ass off in school, if he would have opened his eyes, he would’ve seen all the hard work I put in. I graduated Valedictorian of my class, had colleges shoving scholarships in my face, left and right. I chose the best school, packed my shit, and left, but not before he got one last, good beating in,” I frowned, tears streaking my face, as I remembered that fateful day.

“Oh, bless your heart, sweetheart,” Esme fussed, holding me tighter than before.

“He started out as a doting father, but on my eighth birthday he changed for the worse. When I came through the door from school, I had homework to do, so I made my way upstairs to finish it, so I could take care of the house and cook. I learned very early on how to cook, and I screwed up the dinner that night, and he got angry,” I held my emotions in the best that I could, trying to just make it through the conversation at hand.

“He drug me through the house, by the head of my hair, and threw me in my room, locking me in until the next morning. It calmed down for about a week, but then the words started to come. Hateful words. Works that break you.” I gasped, sucking in deep breaths, trying to keep the panic attack from happening.

“Shh, shh, It’s okay,” Esme said soothingly, stroking my hair gently. “You’re safe, I’ve got you, sweetheart.”

Her words soothed me, comforted me in my attack. When I finally managed to slow my breathing, I continued to tell her more about Charlie. The things he said, and had done.

“Yale turned my life around, I made friends, albeit, friends who knew nothing about my past, but I just didn’t want their pity or maybe it was that, they were my friends, but I didn’t trust them. But I was determined to prove my father wrong, making sure that I worked hard for the things I had gotten in life. I refused to let him win.” I concluded, finishing up the subject.

“You’ve been through a great ordeal, Bella, and no matter what, we stand behind you. We’ll protect you, just don’t hold back from us, okay?” Esme said, pleading with her eyes for me to never hold back anything.

I vowed then and there to let Edward and the rest of his family into my heart, to never keep things from them. He was a good man, and his family was just as good. Edward loved me like no other, that included my faults. Past, present, and future.

I believe, with all my heart, that Edward was sent to me to love and adore me. It was fate, written in the stars long ago. He and his family were sent to patch me up, heal me, and make my life better.

This was a new dawning for me. A chance to let go of the past, and put forth all the effort in the world towards Edward and my new family. I thought aimlessly, ready to put this idea in motion and move on with my life. If that meant letting go of all the pessimistic people that encircled me, in my life right now, I would cut ties with them as well.

(EPOV)

Dad and I had left the women alone far too long, as we were ready to get back to them. Hopefully, mom learned a far bit more about my Bella in her time with her. They were absolutely two peas in a pod.

“Shall we head back to the women,” Dad asked, a smile upon his face, as he stood and stretched.

We headed back towards the living room, pleased with how our conversation and plans turned out. Charlie Swan was, as good as, a walking, dead man. Upon entering the living room, Bella was wrapped in my mother’s loving embrace, her eyes completely shut, and her breathing evened out. Asleep.

Mom shushed us, as we walked in, telling us that Bella had had a hard evening, and needed her rest. I rushed over, easing her into my arms, and carrying her up the stairs to our room.

Once I had placed her in the bed, I covered her with the soft blankets, and made my way back down to my parents. They were sitting in the love seat, my mothers head on my fathers shoulder. My father was whispering words of love to her, trying to sooth her weeping form.

“Are you alright, mother?” I asked, concerned.

My mother jumped at my voice, clearly not hearing me enter the room.

“She’s just so perfect for you, Edward, and the poor dear has been through so much. How could anyone treat their child so vile?” She asked, anger clear in her pitch.

“So she told you some?” I asked, surprised, and literally shocked that she had opened up so quickly to my mother.

“Yeah, she filled me in on a lot, and don’t be taken aback if she doesn’t start opening up and talking more to you now, as well,” mom smiled, patting my knee gently.

“We’ll go now, let you tend to Bella, she needs us all, but you most importantly,” she beamed, love shining brightly in her eyes, as the tears once again began to fall. “You’re both so perfect for one another, and I see great things in the future.”

“Oh, my word! Carlisle, imagine that. Us grandparents!” Mom squealed, bouncing around like a kid that’s been inside all winter.

Once I saw my parents out, my mother’s words came back to hit me. My mind was spinning, Bella and I had not been using protection, nor had she mentioned she was on birth control. Could it be possible? I thought.

Surprisingly, it didn’t scare me one bit, and if I was being honest with myself, I could only hope that she wasn’t taking birth control. I never thought much about having my own family until now, and I was positively beaming, as I made my way up the stairs to my beloved.

I stood in the doorway, watching her even breaths. Her chest gently falling and rising. There had never been a more beautiful woman than Bella. She was beyond perfection. Her hair splayed out across the pillows, hands flailing to her sides.

Again, I was struck by the thought of us having children. Bella swollen round with our child, protecting it, nurturing. The fall of footsteps rushing through the kitchen, on their way out the back door to play. Watching them push one another in the old tire swing, that hung from the big oak tree. Playing tag, or hide n’ go seek. The thoughts only made me smile bigger, and I hadn’t realized Bella was awake, propped up in the bed, watching attentively.

“Hey you, what’s got that big smile on your face?” Bella asked softly, patting the bed beside her, as she moved to sit up in the bed.

I unhurriedly made my way towards the bed. At the foot of the bed, I kicked my shoes off, and slowly began to crawl up the bed, towards her. Once I had made my way up to her, I crushed my lips to hers, tasting her tongue with mine.

“I woke up, thought I was all alone,” she breathed, but continued, “then I opened my eyes, and there you stood, in our doorway, a smile so big, gracing your face. Tell me, Edward, what we’re you thinking of so fondly that caused that smile?”

“First, it was your beauty. Secondly, I was just reminded of something my mother said before I saw her and my father out. You haven’t ever mentioned birth control before, Bella. Are you taking any?” I smiled, asking, in hopes that she saw what I was getting at.

“No, I don‘t take birth control,” she said, a stumped look on her face for a few minutes, as I remained quiet, letting that bit of information sink into her brain. “Oh, my. Really! You think?”

“I’m not sure, we’ll just have to wait and see.” I smiled, clearly from the looks of it, she understood just how happy I was with this information.

Once she saw my face, she quickly flipped me over onto my back, straddling my waist, a wide smile matching my own.

“This is so much to process, but I’m excited, clearly we both are wanting this,” she beamed, watching me nod my head and grin.

“You’re so unbelievably sexy, Edward,” Bella said, as she wiggled her hips against mine. “It’s hard to believe this is real.”

“Long ago, I could have only dreamed that this was real, Isabella Cullen, but not now, this is completely real, sweetheart. You make me the happiest man alive,” I winked, smiled, and dragged my fingers up to the hem of her shirt. “I can’t wait to see you swollen round, gorgeous, with my children.”

“Please… I need to touch you… To feel you…” I begged, linking my fingers into the hem, pulling it swiftly up her lean body. With that, I raised up, bringing my mouth to her chest, placing loving kisses in a trail, as I unhooked her bra.

“Please… Edward,” she whined, jutting her now, bare breasts in my face.

I wrapped my hot mouth around her peak, nibbling, biting, and sucking all in a rotation. Both our hands made quick work of the rest of the barriers between us. Hips raising, as pants and underwear was pulled down, my arms raised routinely, as my shirt was tugged off.

Bodies completely exposed.

Chests pushed into one another, as the heat mingled between us.

Sweltering flesh against flesh, slick with sweat.

Bella pushed me onto my back. Kissing, licking, and nipping at my neck, as she made her descent down my body. Dragging her tongue across my nipples, nipping them between her teeth lightly.

Her journey continued south, hands roaming and searching my stomach. The gentle touch of her hands across my stomach had my cock throbbing and harder than ever before.

Her hands finally reached my cock, reaching down and wrapping them firmly around my stiff cock.

“Fuck….. Baby,” I hissed, as she began to stroke me with self-confidence.

Hands so fucking perfect around my thick, long, cock.

She positioned herself comfortably between my legs, lowering her head and kissing the head of my stiffness. She swept her tongue along the outside, savoring the juices seeping out.

My cock wept. Fucking wept!

“Feels so good…” I whined, breathe catching in my throat, as my body stiffened faintly. Her mouth engulfed my member whole.

My hips bucked in small movements before I could even relax. Still hissing and groaning in chorus, wrapping my hand in her thick, mahogany hair, spurring her on even more.

Bella’s wet tongue was sliding up and down, base to tip. Her hand followed, pumping my length, before engulfing me once again in her hot mouth. I felt myself, in the back of her throat, as she relaxed around me.

Her swollen lips, as I watched on in pleasure, turned me on even more than necessary. Bella’s tongue was swirling around inside of her mouth, along my engorged shaft.

Her cheeks hollowed out, bringing her hand up to cup my balls, my head fell back and my eyes closed in satisfaction. My cock slid in and out of her mouth, as her tongue continued to sweep up over the head of my cock.

My dick was swelling and twitching to some extent.

Breathing unevenly.

“Fuck… So close… Feels so good, baby,” I grunted, in a low husky voice that I didn’t know I had in me.

My balls were cupped tighter then, as she took my length to the back of her throat, humming, teeth grazing my member unconscientiously, as she pulled me back up to the tip.

Hoarse grunts exhaled from my mouth.

“Fuck, baby,” I cried out, as she dove forward onto my cock once again, slamming me into the back of her throat, as my release shot through me like fireworks.

She drank my release hungrily, licking my shaft free from juices. I watched in euphoric happiness, as she licked her way up my length, releasing my member with a faint pop from her flushed cheeks.

The air hitting my sensitive cock made me cry out and my hips thrust upwards. My chest was heaving, the grip on her hair loosening up a bit.

Bella raised her head up, a smirk playing on her lips, as my pride for my beautiful wife tripled.

Gratitude clear in my face, as my relaxed bliss continued.

“Fucking amazingly perfect,” I whispered, as she smiled and crawled her way back up my body, dropping kisses here and there along the way.

My cock began to stir again, as she once again straddled my waist.

I lifted myself out of my own bliss, ready to show her my love. My mouth meet hers, our tongues dancing against one another, as I plunged head first into her mouth.

Mr. Cock Is Hard Again, was ready to play again.

“I need you inside of me,” she whimpered, bucking her hips into mine.

Loudly groaning, I rolled our bodies, perched above her, as her legs fell open. I pulled her arms over her head, holding them down with one hand, while I lined myself up at her opening with the other hand; her legs falling open wider.

Looking her directly in her eyes, I whispered my love for her, as I pushed my length into her aching, wet, hot pussy.

“Please,” she wiggled, trying to take me further into her body, swallowing me whole.

I could see the struggle in her eyes, trying to will them to stay open and not roll back into her head. The battle won, as she watched in great rapture, my body moving above her.

Moans of pleasure fell from her lips, as I moved in slow, deep thrusts in her confined heat. Her hips began to meet mine, as our bodies pushed and pulled together.

“Edward,” she sighed, relishing in the feeling that was created.

Feeling her tight walls wrapped around my rock hard cock was absolutely fucking erotic. The sensations, pure heaven. I could only imagine the feelings she felt, having my cock stretch her.

Bodies slick with sweat.

Gliding against the other.

“I need your weight,” she begged, trying to pull me down closer.

I lowered my weight down onto her body a little more, knowing she loves to feel the weight, as I brought my mouth to hers, kissing sensually.

Breaking the kiss, still pumping into her deep and slow, I brought her hair to the side, kissing along her neck, trailing my nose back up to her mouth, breathing in her sweet scent.

The air between us was thick and hot, but we continued to rock together, swallowing the other’s breathes, continuing to push and pull the other closer to our releases.

With one final thrust, she fell over the cliff. Her walls began to pulsate around me, causing me to fall to my own release, spurting rapidly into it‘s sanctuary.

I finally allowed her to pull my full body weight against her petite frame, as we laid in bliss, letting our orgasms fade in their own time, enjoying the post-orgasmic moment.

“I love you,” I whispered against her neck, placing a lazy kiss, here or there.

“I love you, too,” she whispered in return.

After what felt like hours, I rolled to the side, pulling her along with me. Our bodies aligned together, molding themselves to the other.

Sex had always felt rushed in the past, with the other women, always forceful, never tender. I loved the person I was becoming with my Bella.

With more thoughts of pattering children’s feet against the kitchen floor, I drifted off into a peaceful sleep.