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2/21/2020

Episode One-hundred-twenty-nine: Neon

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Episode One-hundred-twenty-nine: Neon

We spent the day relaxing, which surprised me. That was also Jasper’s idea, and I was grateful for it. It was nice to spend most of it snuggling on the couch or outside swimming in the sunshine. I edited some pictures from the past few days, but just my favorites, while they watched some movies beside me. We cuddled up closely, holding hands.

At six o’clock, Edward looked over at me and spoke. “Our reservations are for eight. You can wear whatever you like, though.”

“What I like, as in sweat pants and tennis shoes or whatever heels and dress I want?”

“Anything you’d like,” he repeated with a small grin at my teasing. He knew I would dress well for him no matter what. “We’re not really doing a lot of walking anywhere. And it’s inside. Plus, we’ll be alone. Wear my hoodie if you want.”

I pursed my lips to the side. I hated how purposefully vague he was being. At least I knew it wasn’t the zoo. “Okay. I’m going to get ready.”

Knowing him, he would want to take pictures, so I straightened my hair and did my makeup to match my outfit. It was navy blue, so I painted my mouth to go along with it and rimming my eyes in cobalt. I wore one of the cheap dresses I had gotten just for him to destroy. He had liked it before.

Edward had quickly put on tight gray slacks and a stark black button-down shirt that was sharply ironed. Jasper was sitting in his pajamas, his laptop beside him. “You can still get dressed and join us,” he was speaking to him in a low voice.

“Nope.” He looked over at me and grinned. “She’s ready to go. You’re lovely, dove.”

Turning to look at me, Edward’s eyes narrowed as his smile grew crooked. “Oh, that dress. I remember that one.”

I peered down at my feet. “Do you still like it?”

“Mmhmm, and I can’t wait to rip it off of you tonight.”

Flushing, I tried hard not to bite my lip. I didn’t want to ruin my makeup. I rocked back on my heels for a moment, turning my attention to our boyfriend. “Jasper-”

“No,” he said right away, not letting me finish because he knew what I was about to say. “Come and give me a kiss before you go.” I walked to him, pouting. He pecked my neck so as not to mess up my face. “You are an angel. Have fun.”

“Thank you. Enjoy your time alone.”

Edward leaned over and gave him a deep kiss for both of us. He put both of his hands on his jaw, holding him up as he dominated his mouth for just a moment. “I love you. We’ll see you tonight. Call if you need anything. My keys are on the dresser if you want to go anywhere.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Get out of my face,” he retorted mischievously, pushing him away forcefully. “Love you, too, darling.”

Walking silently while holding hands, we went outside. There was a car out front, iced champagne in a silver bucket waiting for us inside. He poured us each a glass when we started moving.

“I feel so guilty,” I breathed as I took it slowly from his grip. “We’ve been begging him to come for ages and our first not working night out, and it’s without him. And I know six months is a thing, but not really. It’s amazing, but he’s more important right now.”

He sighed. “I feel horrible about it too. I totally agree with you. We both tried, though. And I get it,” he exhaled again heavily. “I’ll give the two of you your special nights. But you’re right when you said I went overboard. I understand I did, but part of that is also commemorating being done with the film. The timing just worked out. And I enjoy celebrating you. I don’t think it would have been hard to pull up another seat to the table, you know?”

“We should do something special for him. Something huge.”

“Like what?”

I thought about it for a moment. “I wish we could take him to that cabin in the woods we keep talking about. I think relaxing is genuinely what he needs, and the past couple of days has been so good for all of us. I just don’t know when we’ll be able. We’ve already got New York planned now. And Washington. And the channel, and your movies, too. And Ireland in June. It’s always something.”

He took a sip of his drink. “We could go this weekend.”

“Sunday?” I questioned. I knew we had some filming on Saturday. He wanted to make more cooking videos for my channel with Jasper before the launch coming up.

Edward drew in a deep breath, thinking hard about something for a moment. “We’ve got plenty of your videos to start, and we’re always making more. We can put it off for another time. Jasper’s right. I don’t need to make all of your fun work. You don’t have to put content out every day like I try to,” he murmured into his flute before he had another long sip.

“Don’t feel guilty about that. I love doing it,” I promised, leaning in to kiss his lips lightly. They tasted slightly sweet with the liquor. “So, let’s go to a little cabin not too far from here. Out into the wilderness. We’ll get a ton of food, turn off our phones, and enjoy each other’s company for two days?” I thought out the basics out loud.

“We can leave Friday night after the party,” he offered in return, thinking about how to get the most out of our time together. “It won’t go on too late, I don’t imagine. Lauren isn’t up for ragers,” he chuckled wickedly.

I laughed at his words, nodding in agreement. She was having trouble getting off of the couch. “That sounds good. So, is this what you two sit around doing?” I inquired jokingly as I bit my lip. “Just try to figure out how to make me happiest?”

“Yeah. Pretty much.” I giggled softly, looking away from him as I took a long drink. “I’ll find us a place. Shouldn’t be too hard, I hope. You can be in charge of the food, naturally,” my boyfriend continued.

“Naturally,” I repeated with a slight smirk. “Just get things to eat off of each other?”

“Yes!” He cheered before finishing his glass. He poured himself another and topped mine off too. We clinked flutes, the crystal ringing for a moment afterward.

I tilted my face to the side, watching the bubbles as they rose to the top. “We’re a bad influence on you. We’re making you skip work.”

He quickly shook his head. “No. You’re a good one. You’re making me skip work,” Edward said with a huff as he sat back more comfortably in his seat, putting his arm around me. “I can slow down some. I know that. I need to. I need you both to remind me not to work myself to death.”

The building we pulled up to was open and easy to see inside. It was the Museum of Neon, which was part of the MONA.

“Is it just for us?” I asked softly, looking at him. He nodded his head, a big grin on his face when he saw how I reacted. Then my eyes got huge, my heart dropping. “Oh, no! I forgot my camera!”

“No, you didn’t,” he promised, kissing my jaw. “I put it in the boot while you were getting ready. Don’t worry,” he replied, getting out first so that he could help me to my feet. The driver opened the trunk and passed Edward a wicker basket. “Thanks, mate.” He gave him what looked like a folded one-hundred-dollar bill. “We will be a few hours. I’ve got your number if we need to you sooner.”

“Thank you, sir!” He replied quickly. “I’ll be here when you’re ready.”

There was a host waiting, smiling widely as she held the front door open for us. “Welcome, Mr. Cullen. Ms. Swan. Thank you for coming tonight. We have your table set up for you upstairs.”

“Table?” I asked, looking over at Edward.

“We are about to be served a seven-course meal cooked by a five-star chef,” he explained, following the host up the stairs. My heels clicked loudly in the quiet space. It had closed to the public about an hour before.

“I kind of figured dinner was in the basket,” I admitted, looking down at it as my arm wrapped around his.

“It’s got your camera, a couple bottles of champagne I purchased for the occasion, and another gift.”

My breath drew in sharply, my cheeks heating. “Edward! It’s too much!”

“Never!” He laughed wickedly, pressing a quick kiss to my jaw. His grin was impish. “It’s something small. I promise.”

“That means nothing,” I told him quickly. “Small means jewelry.”

His mouth opened a bit. I was exactly right. “So what if it is? See, I knew you wouldn’t cry over jewelry. That’s why I can give it to you now,” he answered sarcastically.

The room we came to was gorgeous, glowing with the intense neon lights. It was dark beside them. The table was set up in the middle of the area with candles. It took me a few moments to realize that the space was also filled with vases of white flowers of all kinds. All the fluorescents danced off of them beautifully. Music softly played.

Edward put the basket down at our feet and wrapped his arms around me from behind. “I know I’m kind of repeating the theme with date night a little, but when I found it, I knew how much you’d love all the colors. Your favorite thing about New Orleans was all the neon. But I want to take pictures of you in the lights.”

“Okay,” I agreed, turning in his grip. “Thank you,” I whimpered into his shirt. I pressed my hands flat against his chest, my fingers curling into the fabric.

He lifted my chin. “Dinner first. I hope you’re hungry. It’s an Asian-Mexican fusion.” We had skipped lunch, but we had that massive and delicious breakfast he had picked out for us.

“Sushi and tacos?” I questioned. He nodded in answer. “Yes!”

Edward laughed, pecking a kiss on my nose. “I knew you’d like that.”

When we sat at the table, he pulled out a chilled bottle of Dom Perignon from the basket. There was an ice bucket waiting for it already. Then he picked out a second one and opened it.

“Wow,” I said as he handed me the glass. I wondered what we drank earlier. I knew it wasn’t cheap. As soon as I tasted it, I realized it was in a whole other league. And I liked the stuff in the car.

“This is for me,” he confessed as he sat down at the table across from me. “I bought these as soon as I got the part. I don’t think I could have made it through with my sanity. I mean, the movie,” he rambled. Edward cleared his throat and smiled awkwardly. “I know I lose myself in my work, and you kept me from falling into that hole. I have never felt more supported in my life, and I wanted to do all of this to thank you for that. You’ve given me everything I need, and it’s incredible. I really couldn’t have done it without you.”

“Edward! That was all you! You always give me way too much credit. I’m just here.”

“And that’s enough!” He countered, reaching for my hand from across the table. “Thank you for going on this journey with me for the past few months. I can’t wait to see what a full year brings.”

“Me too,” I agreed. “It’s been crazy.”

“It has. And it’s been the best.”

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2/17/2020

Episode One-hundred-twenty-eight: Easter

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Episode One-hundred-twenty-eight: Easter

I was pleasantly sore when I woke up. All the swimming and fucking would probably make me toned, if anything else. Playing in the pool had been what I wrote in my journal for relaxing, though I could have put in the wonderful bath or cooking for them in the morning. The whole day had been unbelievably restful, despite the hangover. I expected it to be worse.

Jasper was pressed as fully as he could be behind me, his legs and arms molded to mine. His breath flowed over my ear, tickling my skin. It was passing his lips in little puffs, his mustache brushing against me. I giggled softly, rubbing my fingers over his chin. He hummed but wasn’t awake. He kissed my fingertips automatically before readjusting so that his face was in my neck.

I reached for Edward, but my hand found nothing. Slowly, I opened my eyes to find him gone, and the bathroom door open. It was a lovely, sunny day, just after nine in the morning. He wasn’t outside from what I could tell, either. We went to bed at a more reasonable hour the evening before because everyone was so exhausted.

Grabbing my phone, I didn’t leave Jasper’s grip completely. I quickly returned some messages, wishing Alice and Rose’s mom a happy Easter. Jake also sent GIFs of the old Cadbury bunny commercials from the eighties. I sent him one in return of a person in a bunny suit fighting with someone else. He instantly laughed. We had a very similar sense of humor.

I was just about to get out of bed to go look for our missing boyfriend when he came in with two big white paper sacks in both hands. They looked like to-go containers. The room filled with a lovely savory smell of bacon and sausage.

“Hi!” I spoke quietly so as not to startle Jasper awake. “What’s all that? It looks like a lot.”

“Breakfast in bed for my loves.” He smiled at me unreservedly. He was dressed in black cotton sleep pants and a white t-shirt that was way too big for even him. It went well past his ass and was very baggy. “This was always part of the plan, but this is a portion we can do with him. Stubborn-” he mumbled under his breath as he set the bags on the dresser.

“I’m awake,” he murmured against my neck. “You two need time to be a couple for a few minutes.” He didn’t move as he spoke, his grip on my stomach tightening.

“But we’re not just a couple-” I argued, but he turned me so he could kiss my lips to shut me up once more. “Seriously. Too effective,” I whimpered against his mouth.

He shook his head. “We’ve gone over this, and we’ll not do it again. I won’t change my mind. I want to eat those sweet potatoes and ham again alone tonight while I watch stupid anime in my boxers until ten minutes before you get home. Don’t take that away from me,” Jasper joked.

“How do you feel about some blueberry stuffed French toast with sausage first?” Edward asked as he took out a box. He popped it open to check to make sure that was what it was.

“God, I love you,” he moaned, pushing himself up so he could take the container. He carefully opened it and hummed loudly. “That is lovely.”

“Hash browns and a big side of fruit for all of us to share, too. And for the most beautiful woman in the world, I got the surf and turf eggs benedict and sliced tomatoes because I know how much you love them. Also, chocolate milk. And some extra whipped cream for yours,” he mumbled as he put the bowl beside Jasper.

“Thank you!” I gushed, opening it up after I sat up, too. It smelled incredible. He had even ordered it with extra sauce because he knew how much I liked it with my tomatoes. “This is a little messy to eat in bed, though.”

He chuckled. “I don’t care. We can wash the sheets. Or buy new ones. Or a new bed.”

I shook my head at his attitude. “I’m going to get some hot sauce and napkins. Do you-” He pulled out a bottle of my favorite and a bunch of paper towels. “Oh, perfect.”

“I also got extra of all the breakfast meats, too,” he continued, placing it onto the mattress for us to see. “The drinks are in the kitchen. I’ll be right back.”

“Do you want some help?” I laughed lightly.

“No! Stay in bed! I have a plan.”

“He’s so cute.” I grinned to myself. Jasper was chuckling as he opened the fruit platter Edward ordered for all of us. It looked like it was for a party, not for three people. “You helped him arrange today?” I glanced over my shoulder at him.

“Mmhmm,” he answered through a mouth full of mangoes. I pouted. “No. Don’t do that. I don’t care how cute you are. And sexy with your tit hanging out like that.”

I quickly adjusted my nightgown. I hadn’t realized it had fallen down my chest. Jasper reached over and gleefully pulled it back down, just before it exposed my nipple. Then he leaned into me and pecked a quick kiss on my lips.

“It won’t stop me from feeling guilty.”

He ignored my words. “Can I have a bite of yours? That looks delicious,” he praised as he passed me a set of utensils.

Smirking, I took them. “Of course.”

Edward returned and gave me a large cup of milk and a fresh mug of coffee from our kitchen. He also had one for Jasper and a green smoothie. Finally, he crawled onto the bed with his own meal. He had gotten banana pancakes and freshly squeezed passionfruit juice.

“Thank you,” I repeated, putting my plate down for a second so I could give him a tiny kiss. “Both of you. I know today will be extra special because of both of you.”

“Our pleasure entirely.” He smiled against my lips, pecking them again. They tasted of coffee.

“How much revolves around eating?” I questioned teasingly, picking up my box once again. Settling back against the headboard, I drew my feet underneath me before I dug in happily. My stomach was growling.

“So much,” Jasper laughed to himself. “It’s the one thing you definitely have in common. I like to eat, but you two love your food.”

Edward lifted his juice. “And it will make us all fucking millions. Cheers, my loves.”

Once we had eaten and made a huge mess of it, he hopped off the bed again to fetch something from the closet. He came back with what appeared to be a card and a small square box. He gave the package to Jasper, who looked at it in confusion.

“What’s this?” He turned it around in his hands carefully.

“A gift.”

“Why?” He wrinkled his nose.

Laughing, Edward tilted his head to the side. “Because I love you, and I wanted to buy you one, you daft koala.”

He clicked his tongue softly. I giggled as I held the envelope in my hand. It was thick, and there were obviously a lot of things in it. “Oh, no. We’re both like this. How annoying for you.”

“Yeah, I got a type apparently,” he answered with a sigh. “Someone open something. Please?”

We looked at each other for a moment. “You first,” I said, leaning into Jasper. “You know what mine is already, so it’s not a surprise.”

“Yeah, but I know what he got you, and I want to see your reaction,” he complained, opening the gray box as he spoke. Inside was a beautiful silver watch. The face was a solid black with diamond accents around each number. It looked like something classic. They printed ‘Rolex’ and a tiny crown in the center. “Oh, Tony…”

“It’s a diving watch!” He beamed, pleased with his choice. “It’s good up to three hundred meters, so you can wear it when you surf or swim. Flip it over.” On the inside, his name was beautifully etched into the metal. Underneath, it read. “I love you.”

Jasper sniffled, pausing for a long moment as he just gazed at it in wonder. Then his head shot up. “You bought me a Rolex, you idiot!” He put his hand over his mouth, hiding his smile. He looked over at me. “It’s a Rolex,” he repeated. “This is a goddamn Rolex, Tony.”

“A very pretty one with your name on it.” I grinned at his reaction. “It looks vintage, too. How cool!”

“It is,” Edward explained quickly. “It’s from the fifties. They’re very fashionable right now!”

“Tony!” He said his name again in shock.

“Just put it on! I want to see if it fits!” He chuckled once again. “I’ve been worried. We can add a link if we need to. I’ve already looked into it.”

He seemed scared of it, so I took it and grabbed his wrist gently. It fit perfectly. Turning to check the time, it was correct and didn’t need to be adjusted. Jasper turned his palm and pressed it to his heart. “I love you, too. Thank you. You didn’t have to get me anything, darling.”

Edward leaned forward on his knees to kiss him. “I wanted to.” He gave him another. He looked euphoric. “Mm, blueberries.”

Our man took his face into his hand, pulling him to him again. For several pleasant moments, they tenderly kissed, Edward leaning further and further into him. Chuckling when they pulled away with their happiness, they both stared at me expectantly.

“Okay, your turn, dove.”

Opening up the thick envelope, on the inside was just a bunch of white folded printer paper. It reminded me of the Christmas gift I had gotten for him. I unfolded them and read.

The first was a membership to the Getty. That included the Natural History Museum, the La Brea Tar Pits, and the William S. Hart Museum. The next was a membership to the LA Zoo and Botanical gardens. And the Aquarium of the Pacific. The four pages after were the highest level of patronage at art museums. It was for three people, so we could all go.

“I know how much you love this kind of stuff, and I wanted us to never run out of date ideas,” he stated bashfully after when I said nothing.

Crawling to him, I hugged him tightly. I was just trying not to cry. My nose was stinging, though. It was hard to control. His arms wound around me. “Why do you always go so overboard?” I whimpered into his neck.

“Do you like it?” He asked quietly, his grip getting tighter. I nodded quickly. “Well, good. It was all his idea.”

I clambered over to Jasper and hugged him, too. He chuckled, rocking me in his embrace. “I can’t wait to go to the museum with you. And he definitely paid for it all. I just told him what I thought you’d enjoy.”

“I don’t care. It’s still awesome,” I replied as I pressed my face against his throat.

“Yeah, well… I thought of this one all on my own, though.” Edward pulled a piece of paper from his back pocket. I turned to look at him for a moment. What he had given me was more than enough for six months. He was taking it way more seriously than I had, especially since I hadn’t gotten him anything at all. “Go on,” he laughed. “Take it.”

Biting my lip, I swallowed nervously. “You went crazy, baby,” I told him as I took it from his grip. “I mean, I love that it supports awesome organizations, and it’s something we can all do, but you didn’t have to get so many.”

Edward’s smile grew with my words. “Well, you know I’m all about supporting organizations,” he replied in an almost giddy voice. He could barely contain himself.

I gazed at the paper in my hands, still not unfolding it. “What did you do?” I questioned. He looked at the sheet, nodding his head at it. Then he pointed at it. “Ugh, okay,” I laughed. It took me a moment to realize what it was. It was a cleared check in his bank account written out to Culture for All. In the memo section, it said, ‘In Isabella Swan’s name.’ It was five hundred thousand dollars.

The paper fell from my hands, and the tears I was trying to hold in spilled out violently. Both flew up to my mouth in a gasp.

“Eddie!” I launched myself at him, nearly knocking him backwards.

He easily caught me in his strong arms, expecting my outburst. “A half a million for half a year. I told Alice I’d give her a million at a year, so she really wants this relationship to work out now,” he teased, patting my back. “And this is why I wanted to give it to you this morning. I didn’t want you to ruin your makeup tonight before I got a chance to,” he quipped, his fingers soothingly rubbing my neck.

“Thank you,” I sobbed.

“Of course,” he answered, his grip tightening as he pressed his face against my shoulder.

My fingers curled into his hair at the back of his neck as I pushed my cheek against his. It wasn’t possible for me to have him close enough. “You didn’t have to do any of this,” I continued, barely able to catch my breath.

He nonchalantly shrugged. Leaning back, he ran his fingers under my jaw. “Nope, but I can, and I wanted to. And it felt great,” he spoke cheerfully then lifted my chin. “I’ve got everything I need now. I can give this shit away. I haven’t been able to do as much of my charity work as I want to, either. This makes up for it, I think.” I nodded my head vigorously. “I’m surprised you didn’t hear Alice’s scream from New York.”

I laughed through my tears, melting into him again. “Me too. It’s the biggest donation they’ve ever gotten before by a lot.”

“And as I said, I plan to give them a million every year in your name. And maybe this will help bring Alice to Los Angeles quicker.” I pulled back to look at him in surprise. He brought his hand to my cheek, his thumb moving over it to wipe away the tears. “I know you need her, and you got my best friend to move to LA.” Edward shrugged again more timidly.

I grabbed his face and kissed him deeply. “My sweet man,” I whispered as I hugged him to me tightly. He snuggled up to my chest, pressing his ear to my heart while I stroked his hair. “So, are we going to any of these places today?” I nodded my head towards the papers on the bed beside us.

“Mm, yes. But not until tonight. You’ll see.”

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2/14/2020

Episode One-hundred-twenty-seven: Take Control

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Episode One-hundred-twenty-seven: Take Control

This episode contains graphic sexual content. Reader Discretion is advised. 18+

We played for two hours in the pool until I finally had to get out to work on our feast. My fingers were prunes, and my hair was a matted mess, my skin slightly pink from being in the sun all day. I was having so much fun.

“I don’t want to drip throughout the house,” I laughed as I padded to the doorway, looking back at the boys. Shaking my arms, I tried to get as much of the water off of me as possible.

“Use my sleep pants to dry off a little,” Jasper offered, swimming to the edge and leaning against it with his head on his arms. He was watching me with a sweet smile. Edward swam behind him, pressing as tightly as he could to his body. He kissed his shoulder, making his grin wider. I had never seen two happier people.

“It’s so nice to watch you bend over like that!” Edward called to me flirtatiously as I patted down with the pants. Honestly, I felt silly doing it. I wiggled my ass at him, making them both laugh. Jasper wolf-whistled.

I brought them towels after I dried off and put on a robe, throwing my hair up into a wild bun at the very top of my head. With water still dripping down my back, I worked on the rolls since they needed to rest again before I placed them in the oven. It gave me just enough time to bring the other sides together. It wasn’t hard. I did most of it while I waited for our oatmeal to finish earlier in the day.

Playing in the water a bit longer, they took a few minutes coming out. They dried off, patting each other down with the cloth. It started off gentle and innocent until Edward slid his hand around Jasper’s erection, stroking it as he kissed his neck lightly.

Openly staring, I mindlessly formed the dough in the pan into balls. We had flirted and touched in the water, but it was just hours of foreplay. My muscles were vibrating from being in the pool for so long, but I think it was the best thing for our hangover. They made me totally forget about it.

He pulled him into a kiss, his fingers slipping into his lovely auburn hair. Edward was sun-kissed from being outside in the sunshine all day too. It made his freckles so much brighter. Jasper’s hands slid down his ass after a moment, and their erections brushed together.

“We need to help her make dinner,” Edward whimpered against his lips after a few minutes. I put the rolls to the side to rise once more, going to wash my hands again.

“Oh… No, don’t worry about me,” I giggled softly. “I’m doing just fine. Please, keep going.”

“Like a little show?” Jasper asked impishly. His fingers wrapped around our boyfriend, massaging him languidly.

I nodded, going to the fridge so I could start working on the sweet potatoes. They needed to cook the longest. The cream mixture was already made, and I only had to pour it in. After adding foil, all I had to do was put it in the oven.

Unexpectedly, Jasper dropped to his knees in front of him, the towel on the ground under him for cushioning. Leaning against the door frame, Edward’s fingers twisted into the blond curls that were forming in his drying hair. Our boyfriend’s palms slid up his thigh as his mouth wrapped around him totally.

Their desire was written all over their glowing faces. Water still clung to their tense bodies. They both moaned, enjoying themselves.

My jaw hung open as I watched, trying not to drop the glass pitcher of brown sugar cinnamon cream. Things had escalated a lot quicker than I had expected. I had to put it down, placing my hands on the counter to keep myself up. The sun was setting behind them, a gorgeous wild orange. It made them glow, reflecting in the droplets.

“Should I get him off?” Jasper teased, his hand gripping his ass tightly. “Or should I make him wait until after dinner?” He questioned as he looked over at me finally. His beautiful eyes were full of wicked joy at having so much control over the situation.

I laughed meanly. After pouring in the cream, I added more cinnamon and nutmeg. I was trying to act far cooler than I felt. But if he wanted to play out his scene, I would help him. “Do you think he even could?”

“I couldn’t.” Edward laughed too, his eyes closed tightly. He took in a deep breath, hissing through his teeth as he enjoyed being toyed with. “If you don’t get me off now, I‘ll drag you to the bedroom and get the lube. And I’m going to-” He stopped to moan loudly as he took him into his throat. His fingers tightened around the back of his thighs.

“You want to take my ass, darling?” He purred, licking the tip slowly. His hand curled around him, twisting up and down before his tongue darted out to taste him once more.

“Yes,” he whimpered as his fingers squeezed his hair, tugging it at the roots.

Jasper tilted his head to the side. “Are you sure you wouldn’t like me to fuck you again instead?”

His lips parted in horny surprise. “Yes.” Smiling, he pulled at his curls until they slipped through his fingers. He ran his palm over the back of his neck. He so wanted to shove his cock into his mouth but was holding back.

“Which?” He chuckled in return, teasing him. “Can’t do both at the same time.” He brought him into his mouth once more. It was only for a moment, though.

His tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip, swallowing heavily. “Whatever you want.” Edward’s cheeks had gone from a soft pink to a deep red, as was his nose.

“And what if I want to bend you over and fuck your tight ass?” He inquired before taking him into his mouth again, but this time, he let him hit the very back of his throat. I could see it. Both Edward and my eyes went wide, but for different reasons.

His head fell back hard against the doorjamb.

I almost dropped the green beans onto the floor. Then I realized I hadn’t put the sweet potatoes in the oven. I hurried to do that, turning a timer on my phone so I wouldn’t forget about them. I would burn them otherwise. They would take an hour, more than enough time to play. I still had to finish the other vegetables.

“Please! Yes!” He begged, his hips rolling forward towards his mouth. “God, that is so good.”

“I’m going to keep going until she’s ready for us. You can’t cum until Bella’s done cooking.”

I have never rushed more in my life. The green beans wouldn’t go in the oven until the sweet potatoes needed attending to. Honestly, my brain just automatically went to work, watching them like it was a television show only for me. I could have stopped to join them, but I went on stupid auto-pilot. I washed my hands again and started walking towards the bedroom, not looking back as I did.

“Oi, she left us…” Edward laughed breathlessly.

“No! She’s getting ready for you!” I yelled in return, rushing to the drawer so I could pull out one of the lubes and some condoms. I was peeling away the safety seal when they came in, holding hands and laughing. Both of them were pink in the cheeks. Jasper’s face was visibly sticky wet from the pleasure he was giving.

Edward came up behind me and pulled my robe from my arms almost violently. He turned me for a kiss, his fingers wrapping around the back of my neck tightly. Throwing me onto the bed, his lips were on mine a second later. His entire body pressed against me.

“Salty,” he mumbled as he licked down to my breasts. It made me giggle, but it quickly turned into a gasp as his mouth moved between my legs. Jasper stepped behind him to play with his ass.

“Oh, fuck…” he moaned, kissing my thigh before burying his tongue between my lips.

“Thank you for opening the lube for me, dove,” he teased as he smoothed it between Edward’s legs. He wiggled his hips against him, enjoying the attention. “You better get her off at least twice,” he flirted as he massaged his erection with his slippery hand. “She was making you dinner while you were getting sucked off.”

“She liked it,” I grunted softly when his tongue went to my clit. He brought my thighs over his shoulders, my feet dangling down his back.

Jasper watched happily as he continued to toy with him, his fingers probing and playing with his ass until he was wantonly moaning for more against my skin. It was making me shake. He didn’t warn Edward as he slid inside of him, but his tongue didn’t slow down even a little.

It only took a few moments for me to cum for the first time with a second following about thirty seconds later. It was like riding the best roller coaster. My nails dug into the surrounding sheets, my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

“Your moans are almost musical. They’re so pretty,” Jasper told me. His hands were around Edward’s hips as he pounded into him. “Make her cum again,” he commanded our boyfriend. “Use your fingers this time. You’re so good at it.”

As soon as they were inside of me, my world exploded in a million colors. “Ed- Edward,” I stuttered his name as my thighs squeezed around his head. My grip tightened so much I pulled the sheets off the corners of the bed.

“You can make her toes literally curl,” he praised as his hands moved over his spine before scratching his nails roughly down.

Edward hissed, pulling away as he laid his forehead against my stomach after my legs fell. “You’re going to make me cum,” he whimpered.

“I know, darling,” he answered, grabbing his ass firmly. “Now, put your tongue back where it belongs and get her off again!” Jasper then slapped his cheek with a sharp pop.

I could not wait for him to be in charge of both of us.

Happy to do what he was told, our man was losing himself completely. I don’t know how many times I came before he did, but I felt it splatter against my calves and feet. I gasped in surprise, but I was positive neither of them heard me over their moans. Jasper followed only a few moments later.

“You okay?” Edward asked me shakily, looking up at me from between my legs.

I nodded quickly, unable to speak. My chest was tight, sweat forming on my forehead. Panting, I was just trying to catch my breath.

“I think I have cum in between my toes, though,” I finally sputtered out, staring at both of them with wide eyes.

Jasper cackled, pulling away from us to go get cleaned up. When he went into the bathroom, he started the water in the bathtub. Edward was bright red, snickering as he flopped onto the bed beside me with a huff.

“Sorry. It wasn’t like I was aiming for them,” he promised as he ran his fingers through his wild hair.

I giggled and slapped at his chest lightly. He tickled my side in return, chuckling as he did.

Grabbing my ankle, our sweet lover dragged me to the edge of the mattress. Funnily, he picked me up over his shoulder just as he had earlier by the pool. This time, I kissed his back. Carefully, he put me into the water. Jasper pulled my hair out of the band, grabbing my brush from the vanity.

“Love, your phone is beeping,” Edward called from the bed.

“The potatoes!” I said, about to get out of the tub. I had forgotten all about our dinner. “I need to start the rolls and green beans.”

Putting his hand on my shoulder, Jasper stopped me from getting out. “What needs to be done?”

“Take the foil off the sweet potatoes and put the other things in the oven for twenty minutes.”

“He can do that,” he replied. “Sit down. Let me get you cleaned up first.”

After running to the bathroom, Edward slipped on his sleep pants and washed his hands before going to do what I had stated. Only a few moments later, he came back with a glass of wine for me and a bottle of beer for Jasper. Laying on the edge of the mattress on his side, he watched with his own drink. Our man was gently combing out my tangles. It was taking a while.

“Did you have fun?” He asked me in a whisper as he began to French braid it. We had been comfortably quiet for several minutes. I nodded, enjoying a sip of my cool white wine. “You seem more relaxed right now than I’ve ever seen, I think.”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” I quipped, drawing my knees to my chest. “You’ve been spoiling me with attention at every point in the day. I have been kissed and hugged, played with by the two most beautiful men I have ever met, and they want to bring me wine in the bathtub and braid my hair!”

Edward grinned at my cheerful rant, winking at me.

Putting the tie at the end of my locks, Jasper brought it over my shoulder. “Tonight, I will fuck you until your toes curl just like that,” he whispered in my ear so only I could hear him. I turned to look at him, my eyes getting wider in desire. “I need to eat something else before I devour you,” he teased, making me giggle happily. Quickly, he stole a kiss. “Here, let’s use soap before dinner finishes.”

Edward pulled out his freshly washed hoodie for me and a pair of his socks. Jasper was playfully rubbing me all over with lotion when the timer went off again. He only wanted an excuse to feel my breasts up.

“Just take everything out and turn off the crockpot!” I called to Edward when he rushed off to go do stuff for me again without being asked.

“That smells unbelievable!” Jasper moaned as we walked hand in hand into the kitchen.

Our boyfriend was busily putting plates on the table for us. He already had the silverware, napkins, and glasses for the iced tea I had in the fridge. Working together, we got everything ready in a matter of minutes.

“Would it be okay if I made a video?” He asked when we sat down. “Just for me.”

“Of course,” I grinned, reaching for his hand.

“I might post some on Instagram or something,” he mumbled, turning it on quickly and bringing it up to film us. Jasper had changed into clean shorts and a t-shirt. “I’ve never had a proper Easter meal before. My family isn’t religious or anything.”

“Mine either.”

“Easter is a big thing down south. I know Mrs. Lettie is making lots,” I told them quietly. “I haven’t in a while, but I wanted to make a nice meal for both of you, and this seemed like the perfect excuse.”

“Everything you make is nice,” Edward swore promptly. “I’m so proud of all the things you do. That’s why I always want to show them off in videos. It’s like, ‘Look! Look what I get to eat!’ This looks so incredible, by the way. Oh, I wish you could have been here for Thanksgiving last year,” he moaned to Jasper. “You would have loved every moment.”

“I can’t wait to have you both in New York with me,” I admitted, reaching for Jasper’s hand and giving it squeeze. “I wish I could show you a million things, but I know we won’t really have time for that for a while. I still need to figure out when I can go get my stuff as it is. I’ve been trying not to think about it, but I’m just paying Alice to hold my shit now.”

“Well…” Edward drew out, turning off his phone as he thought about it for a moment. “We have things all this week. Videos tomorrow with the boys and Sarah. Then we have a meeting with Zafrina about the sponsors. And Tyler and Lauren’s party Friday. And then the weekend after that, you have Washington. We could try to go the weekend after next, maybe? I have two days off in a row, and I can rearrange some shoots, so we can take three days. Would that be enough to get all of your things?”

Smirking, I leaned over to kiss his lips. “Honey, you’ve seen the size of my room. It’ll take us an hour with the three of us. And then we can spend two days just having fun?” I offered. He nodded his head in agreement. I looked over at Jasper before taking Edward’s hand again. “Wait! Weren’t you going to make a video?” I laughed, grinning at him happily.

“Oh, yeah,” he laughed, too. He brought his phone up again. “Why don’t you tell everyone about the amazing banquet you made just for us?”

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2/10/2020

Episode One-hundred-twenty-six: In the Water

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Episode One-hundred-twenty-six: In the Water

We showered and got clean first because we were all so gross. Jasper kept playing with my hair, brushing his fingers through it as he scrubbed the conditioner on the ends. The warm water felt delicious as it slid down my aching body. Edward sat down on the seat to wash his own because he was so exhausted. Our boyfriend went to him, rubbing his shoulders. He pushed his face into his stomach, too drained to move. He looked up at him lovingly, his big green eyes rimmed with purple.

Once we got dressed, Edward started some coffee with music playing over the sound system. It was one of my playlists, and it echoed loudly throughout the entire house. It was bright and cheerful, perfect for waking up to.

For breakfast, despite it being three in the afternoon, I made us quick oatmeal and bacon. We needed something heavy with a lot of protein. While that was cooking, I prepped stuff for our dinner. I wanted it to be done as quickly as possible with as little work for them. This was my idea, not theirs.

I bopped to the music as I moved around the kitchen.

The ham was fast, just going into a crockpot with a simple mix of brown sugar, mustard, pineapple, and bacon to slow cook for a few hours. Edward kept stealing the fresh fruit I sliced up to lie over it. I couldn’t blame him, it was delicious. The smell filled the room, sweet and slightly tangy.

“Tell me what to do, dove,” Jasper said once he washed his hands really well. He flicked the extra water back into the sink before grabbing a towel. “Put me to work.”

“It’s okay. I don’t mind-” I began, but he cut me off.

He shook his head so that his blond hair fell over his forehead. It was still wet, and it stuck to his skin. “No, no. I know you’re tired. Let us help you. We don’t mind. He’s at least making the coffee. I just don’t know how to be most useful to you.”

“Mmm,” I hummed, biting my lip for a moment. “There are some green beans in the fridge. Could you wash and snap the ends off of them for me? And get the sweet potatoes, too. Two of the big purple ones.”

He swatted my ass playfully. “Yes, ma’am.”

Edward placed my mug of coffee beside me. He had fixed it just the way I liked it. It was amazing how he had gotten it down precisely. “Now, what about me?” He brought his hands to my hips, coming to stand behind me so he could peck at the back of my neck. His lips were soft and warm, and I could smell the drink on his skin. It was so deliciously sweet. Despite my body protesting, I was content, happy, and safe.

I wanted to remember the moment forever.

“Could you get my camera?”

“Okay.” Grinning, he pressed a kiss on my cheek. He pinched my ass before he left. He knew this wasn’t for work, but for me. I wondered if he had made any videos for himself lately and if they were as joyful as I hoped they were. I would never ask to see them, but a part of me wanted to.

Once breakfast was eaten and the kitchen cleaned up, we went outside to enjoy the sunshine. It was a gorgeous day and very warm. I began to take pictures of the pair as they sat beside each other on the sofa. Jasper blushed when he realized, laying his head on his shoulder. Their fingers tangled together. Edward was only in his basketball shorts while the other handsome man was wearing green plaid sleep pants and a white tank top. His blond hair was wild and thick from being freshly washed. His curls were falling fully into his forehead and eyes.

I couldn’t wait to make my next book with all of us together. The idea made me so excited for the following month. I knew I would have so much fun with our new man around. And the photos would be incredible. They were both so handsome. They were almost Greek God-like in their beauty.

“I should receive those books I made any day now,” I mused, still snapping pictures as I did. I sat back on my knees. “They’re taking forever, but I ordered so many of them. I have something special for both of you. I’m glad I get to watch you look at it together for the first time.”

Jasper chuckled. “Oh, did you make me a book like you did him for Christmas?” He playfully wiggled his eyebrows at me.

“Yup, but this one is even better,” I promised. Biting my lip, I looked down at the screen so I could avoid their eyes. “I had a lot more to choose from. If you liked the other, you will love this.” I finally peeked up at him.

“Oh, I haven’t seen the other one,” he admitted in a quiet voice.

I gazed at Edward in surprise. “Really? After all the torture, and you didn’t start with sending him those right away? I’m shocked. I thought you were meaner than that!”

Chuckling, he flushed a light pink at my teasing. “You’ve been giving me so much other good material. Did you ever have time to work on the pictures from Sunday?” I shook my head in answer, snapping another photograph of them. “Those are the ones you will adore,” he concluded, looking down at Jasper with a sweet grin. “Holy fuck.” His eyes rolled into the back of his head.

“You took thousands. It will take a little while,” I confessed with a smirk.

“Yeah, I did,” he replied cheerfully. His cheeks were rounded with his joy, his eyes crinkled around the edges. I clicked my tongue at his naughty face.

“Did you have fun?” Our boyfriend asked, kissing his knuckles when he brought them up to his lips. Edward sank down in the seat, resting his temple on Jasper’s shoulder. He grinned as he nodded. “You are so spoiled,” he whispered to him loudly.

Tilting his head back, he drew him into a kiss. “Yes, I am,” he seductively said against his mouth. It had the exact effect he wanted.

As they kissed, I quickly took dozens of pictures. They were so gorgeous together. He pecked Jasper’s lips several times in a row, his hands moving over his jaw tenderly. He pressed his palm onto the top of his own, pushing it into his cheek. I could already see the portraits in my mind, how I would put them in black and white. And how I would darken the surrounding edges, making their love the focus. I wished I could hang them on the wall.

These were the kinds of photos I would have been taking when I first came to Los Angeles if they had been allowed to express their emotions for each other properly. If they had been able, I knew they would already be married. It made me vaguely sad for a lot of reasons, but none of them were because of jealousy.

“Come here,” Jasper called, holding his hand out to me. “Let me see your camera. I’ll take some shots of you and Tony.”

“Ugh, I look terrible right now. No,” I laughed. He clicked his tongue, teasingly copying me. Standing up, he swiftly came over to take it from my grip. Giggling, I hid my face from him as he snapped dozens of pictures. “No, I’m all dehydrated and rough. I need twelve bottles of water and a facemask.”

“You do not look rough,” he chuckled, putting it back down onto the coffee table when he realized I wouldn’t let him get any good ones. “You are lovely, as always.”

“You don’t have to suck up to get into my panties. I’m not even wearing any,” I told him, lifting the hem of my comfortable cotton pullover dress just a little over my thigh. I enjoyed taunting him like this.

Gazing at me for a long moment, Jasper was silent.

He attacked me with a laugh, jumping onto the lounger so he could pin me to it. Instead of being naughty like I thought he would be, he tickled me. I giggled and squirmed, trying to get him back, but he pinned my arms above my head with just one of his.

Edward started taking pictures of us. He was laughing too, enjoying the show.

“No, that’s not fair! You’re so much bigger!” I whined as I tried to get free. I looked over at our boyfriend, and he tickled my neck with his scratchy chin and mustache. “Edward! Save me!” I half-laugh half-cried. “Please!”

“Nope!”

“Oh, you both suck,” I complained, making them laugh harder. To make a point, Jasper bit into my throat and sucked hard. I moaned in pleasure just as his fingers brushed my ribs, forcing it to turn into a squeal. “You bastard! Stop!”

“Oh? I’m a bastard?” he shouted mockingly. Standing up, he picked me up over his shoulder. I slapped his ass repeatedly, pulling his pants down in revenge as I did so. My nails dug in when I gripped his cheeks, making him yelp loudly. “In the water with you,” he said to give me some warning he was about to throw me into the pool.

I pinched my nose and held my breath just as I hit the water.

It was the first time I had gotten in it. It was surprisingly warm. The sun was shining directly on it. My gown clung to my body.

Both men were standing at the edge. Jasper’s eyes were wide with amusement, while Edward’s were with fear. He was still holding the camera in his hand.

I swam to the top and floated on my back. Treading calmly, I flipped him off. “You are a bastard. I’m not even getting out. This is actually nice,” I told him in the dryest voice I could manage with a mouth full of water.

Jasper laughed loudly, covering his lips with his fist. Edward smacked him hard on the shoulder. He didn’t look amused in the least.

“You could have hurt her!”

“Oh, she’s fine!” He chuckled, unmoved by his anger.

“But-” he argued. He hadn’t expected him to roughhouse with me as he did with him.

Jasper took my camera and, with the other hand, shoved him into the water too.

He started snapping pictures as soon as Edward came back to the surface. Taking several big steps away from the edge, he made sure he wouldn’t get dragged into the pool with my camera. I would have been furious with both of them if they got it wet, and they knew that.

“Cunt!” He huffed, spitting water and trying to get it out of his nose. “You are a bloody fucking bastard!”

I swam to him, giggling. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” he whined, looking at me as he bobbed in place. We were in the deep end. “It is nice. You’re right.”

He pulled me to him and kissed me hard, smashing my lips to his. It was a saltwater pool, and I could taste it on his skin. After a moment, I pushed away and playfully swam from him. Then I dipped under the water and yanked his shorts completely off.

“You’re both cheeky today,” he remarked to me when I came up. I tossed them out for later. He began to go after me. He was much faster, catching up to me. In a second, my dress was floating on the surface.

“Put that camera down and come here!” I shouted at Jasper, wrapping my arms around Edward as I did so. I knew he wouldn’t get anything in the images that were too naughty this way. He was busily snapping photos. Beginning to kiss my neck, my boyfriend lifted me until my legs wrapped around his waist.

“Nah. I’m having fun doing this.”

I reached my hand out for him. He moved around the edge of the pool, still quickly taking snapshots as he grinned.

“Come here!” Edward laughed at his naughty attitude. “You’ve gotten us all wet. Now come do something about it,” he finished seductively.

He pursed his lips for a moment and took the camera into the house, placing it on the dining room table. Then he slipped off his sleep pants. Jasper was half hard from enjoying the show. Then he went at a full run and cannon-balled into the deep end so that water splashed everywhere.

“Thank you for putting my camera away!” I laughed, wiping my face.

“I’m not stupid,” he chuckled. “Oh, we should get you an underwater one. That would be so much fun to play with. Especially surfing.”

“Yes!” Edward agreed right away. “That sounds like fun. Especially if I can take some sexy pictures of her in the rain again,” he added mischievously. “It’s on my list of gift ideas for the future, but I kind of want one for me.”

Jasper swam to us, pulling me from Edward’s grip, then gave me a big kiss. Giggling, I happily returned it. He then picked me up and threw me over his shoulder into the clear salty water.

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2/7/2020

Episode One-hundred-twenty-five: Too Tired

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Episode One-hundred-twenty-five: Too tired

I had to take my shoes off in the car, my feet were so sore. Edward scooped me up in his arms as soon as I stepped out of it so I wouldn’t have to walk on the concrete barefooted. Mine automatically snaked around him. Burying my face in his neck, I felt the exhaustion wash over me in a foggy wave.

And I was also more than a little dizzy from drinking way too much. I couldn’t remember how many I had but there always seemed to be one in my hand. Sarah made sure of that. Cranberry and vodka, champagne, and lots of shots of whiskey. The smell lingered in the air, clinging to our clothes.

Jasper knew the code already and opened the door for us. As soon as we were inside, he turned to kiss me while I was still being carried by Edward. I moaned against his mouth in surprise, my head falling back some against his muscular forearm. His thick, knotted fingers moved over my chin, his thumb brushing along my temple. His tongue ran over my bottom lip, tasting me. Then it pushed over mine, making me shiver. When he pulled away, he curled it over my top lip and pecked it gently.

Then he kissed Edward. He lifted on his toes, hovering over me. His fingers drifted over my forehead and into my hair as it deepened. I adored being pressed between them like this. I closed my eyes, assaulted by their overwhelming scents. Sweat mixed with cologne and liquor. I loved it.

“That is probably the most fun I’ve had at one of your work things,” Jasper told him honestly when they finally pulled apart.

“Well, it’s not all boring business talk,” he teased when he rested his forehead against his.

“You enjoy it,” he answered before he leaned down to kiss my forehead with a smirk on his pretty lips. He moved away entirely so he could kick off his shoes and pushed them off to the side. Then he stretched his thick arms above his head.

“To a point,” he added with his own smirk as he hungrily observed. “I had more fun dancing and drinking. And I loved watching you with Sarah.”

All while this conversation was going on, he was still holding me up. “I can walk,” I offered. I knew Edward had to be more tired than either of us. He was the one that was doing most of the work all day. We were just watching. He had been the one hanging from a wire, after all.

He glanced down at me, amusement flickering in his handsome features. “Do you want to?” It was mischievous, his eyebrow raised. I shook my head, putting it back on his shoulder with my own wicked grin. He smirked at my answer. “That’s what I thought.” Leaning in, he kissed me softly on the lips. “You’re adorable,” he breathed against them.

Carrying me to the bedroom, they undressed me together once I was back to my feet. Jasper unzipped my dress while Edward pushed it down my body. His hands went behind my back to get my strapless bra while my other sexy boyfriend shoved my panties down my hips. Within seconds, I was nude between them while they were still fully dressed. I was too drunk not to let them totally control the situation.

“That’s better,” Jasper purred as he kissed the back of my shoulder. His hips pressed against my ass, and I could feel his erection through his trousers. Edward’s was rough against my stomach, the denim brushing against my belly button.

“You’re both insatiable,” I whimpered, pressing my forehead against Edward’s chest. His smell flooded my senses again. I could almost taste the whiskey still on my tongue. My fingers curled around his vest, pushing my nose into it. I wanted to be buried in it.

Then I didn’t move.

Edward laughed. “Are you too tired for this?” I nodded slowly, pouting when I peered up at him. He was smirking drunkenly as his fingers brushed under my jaw. “It’s okay, love. We can go to bed. We’re all exhausted. You’re just so tempting.”

“But I want to keep up,” I whined faintly, huffing. They both chuckled.

Once again, I was scooped up, but this time it was by Jasper. He gently put me on the edge of the mattress. My head swam with the action, falling heavily onto the pillow. Going to my dresser, he pulled out a comfortable pair of panties and a nightgown to bring to me. He sat them beside me, leaning over so he could kiss my lips tenderly. He seemed so big as he hovered over me.

I only put the gown on, tossing the clean underwear onto the nightstand for later. It was hard to even sit up, my head was aching so much. I flopped back into the cushions once again, unable to focus on the boys’ talking anymore. By the time they got into bed with me, I was already asleep.

When I woke up in the afternoon, I was pressed as tightly as I could be between them. They were tangled around me and each other in a webbing of bare muscular arms and legs. We all stank, though. I brought my arm down from over my eyes so I couldn’t smell myself anymore, grimacing as I did.

“Goddamn,” Jasper moaned quietly, shifting a little. His thigh pressed between mine, rolling so he was on his side. His fingers tightened around my hip.

“You okay?” I mumbled, brushing my nose against his lightly as I turned my head to the side. I could barely move.

“Everything hurts,” he grumbled roughly. Edward laughed even though his eyes weren’t open yet. I could only open one of my own, the other sticking together with old mascara and thick eyeliner. I would have to scrub my face really well. “Did I drink that much?”

“Yes,” Edward hoarsely chuckled before coughing, twisting his head away from us. “Yuck,” he mumbled under his breath.

Jasper rolled flat onto his back, holding his stomach. I swear he sloshed. There was just so much liquid in all of us. “That little minx got me drunk on purpose and didn’t even try to get in my pants. What the fuck?”

I giggled softly. “She got us all drunk,” I replied. “How are you?” I turned my head towards Edward. His face was a few inches away from mine on the pillow. There were deep, dark black circles under his eyes, almost like his vampire character.

“Fine,” he answered, but it was rather harsh. Then he coughed hard again, his chest rattling. He slapped his pec twice with a frown. “I’ll be fine,” he clarified, rubbing his palm over his face. “Please tell me it’s not Sunday yet.”

Snorting quietly, I reached over him for my phone so I could look at it. “It is two in the afternoon on Saturday.”

“Oh, thank fucking god. We don’t have to do anything today,” he grumbled. “Let’s just order food and go back to sleep.” He rolled over more and put his hand on top of Jasper’s on my hip.

Shaking my head for a moment, I looked over at him again. “I’ve got stuff planned already. I was going to make a little Easter meal for us since we were probably going out tomorrow for dinner,” I murmured, my words slurred with my drowsiness. I had gotten all the things for it when I shopped for Jasper’s arrival. “It’s like a mini Thanksgiving. You’ll love it.”

Moaning softly in desire, Edward then huffed like I was making it hard on him. “I can’t even imagine what that looks like. You did so much last time. That sounds so fucking good.” He pushed his face into the back of my neck. “So hungry.”

Purposely, I made it worse. “Let’s see… I’m making brown sugar ham, scalloped sweet potatoes, bacon-wrapped green beans, and homemade rolls,” I explained as I got more comfortable between them with a wiggle. I reached behind me and lightly petted his hair as I spoke.

Humming, he shuffled in place. It made me ticklish, his lips moving against the back of my ear. “That’s so much work,” he finally complained. “It sounds good, but like a lot of effort. I don’t know. You don’t have to do all of that.”

“It’s not,” I laughed at his attitude. It just sounded more complicated than it was. It was mainly mixing and a bit of vegetable prep. They were both things I could breeze through. “Especially if you two can help me. It’s not like we’re filming it.” It always took Edward a decent amount of time to set all the cameras up, and I didn’t feel like making myself any more pretty than taking a shower. I was far too hungover for that. I needed to get the gross layer of makeup off before I even considered putting more of it on.

“But it sounds like something good to shoot-” he began, but Jasper swatted at him. His palm clapped against his thigh, smacking against his sticky skin.

“No, you idiot. Chill. You’re probably still fucking drunk. Let the woman make us something nice to eat. Stop trying to make her fun work all the time. This is how she relaxes.”

He instantly nodded. “Sorry, sorry, sorry,” Edward murmured. “You’re right,” he sniffled into my hair, giving me a quick peck on the top of my head.

Jasper pulled me into a kiss. “That would be amazing if you’re up to it. I’ll do whatever you need me to. It all sounds delicious. But if you’re too tired, we’d understand. You don’t have to spoil us so. We’re both pigs who’d be happy with Maccas.”

“I want to.” I smiled, melting against his mouth. I turned back to Edward. “It’s on the list for the videos, anyway. Let me make a practice batch first.” He bashfully nodded, kissing my shoulder. “Oh, by the way, are you going to tell me what we’re doing tomorrow?” I wanted to know what I needed to plan to cook, or if I had to at all.

“Nope,” he chuckled.

“What about food?”

“All planned.”

I sighed. “How should I dress then?” I asked, hoping for at least a hint.

“Whatever sexy little thing you want,” he simpered as he teased my throat with kisses.

“Helpful,” I mumbled as I moved my hand over Jasper’s bare stomach. He was still very close to me, our noses practically touching as his head lulled to the side. “What little sexy thing are you going to wear, hm?”

He pecked my lips once slowly. “My sleep pants at home because I’m not going.”

I pulled back sharply to look at him, pouting right away. I almost knocked into our boyfriend’s head. “Why not?” I looked at Edward for an explanation automatically. I knew he wouldn’t like that either.

“Because it’s your anniversary!” Jasper answered sardonically.

Scoffing, I shook my head. “Oh, come on now! It’s been six months, not six years.” Once again, I glanced back at Edward. He was smirking, his cheeks slightly pink.

“I already tried to talk him into coming, love,” he finally told me. “Trust me.”

I wondered when they had this conversation as I looked at Jasper. “I helped you plan the perfect night for two weeks. I will not butt in. It’s fine,” he spoke over me.

“You wouldn’t be butting in,” I promised. “Not at all.”

Shaking his head, he kissed my forehead lightly. “You don’t even know what you’re doing, dove,” he warmly laughed. I shook my head again too, but he captured my lips in a quick and powerful kiss. “No. Go have your date night with your man and let me have some time to myself. I’ll eat your leftovers and watch Netflix. It’ll be lovely for everyone.”

“I don’t want to leave you!” I complained instantly. My skull was throbbing, and my sudden emotions surprised me. “We just got you-” I almost began to cry. He soundly kissed me again, shutting me up. His fingers slid in my hair, twisting into it as his tongue moved against mine. “Ugh, I hate how effective that is,” I whispered against his lips as my eyes fluttered open again.

Jasper laughed quietly. “Dove, no. Don’t feel bad. You’re not leaving me! I’m not a child. I don’t need you to watch over me. And I know sometimes you’ll go out without me. Sometimes, we’ll go without him. Tony and I, too. It’s a thing we’ll all have to get used to.”

“But-” I pouted.

“No!” He laughed harder. His thumb moved over my temple. “And that’s final. But you don’t know how good it makes me feel when you both act like this, though. Both of you pouting as you are. It shows me how much you care, which is why I’m okay with you going out without me!” He rubbed it over my cheek, pecking my nose several times.

“Are you sure?” I asked in a tiny voice.

He chuckled softly, his finger tracing over my bottom lip. “Yes. We’ll have our dates. I promise. I have ideas for both of you. Don’t worry so much.” He touched his forehead to mine for a moment. “Anxious little thing, go have your fun with your man.”

“Our man,” I corrected. I drew him closer to me, pulling him into a deep kiss. “It doesn’t matter what we’re doing because it would be better with you,” I answered a problem he came up with before.

“He said the same thing.”

“Because it’s true,” Edward added swiftly. He crawled over us, moving so he was lying behind him. As I kissed his lips, he spread his own over the back of his neck and shoulder. After a few seconds, he declared, “You taste terrible right now. Like hair gel and gym socks.”

Pulling away, I couldn’t hold in my laughter. I pushed my face into the pillow just so I wouldn’t cackle in his.

“And you smell like a gay bar,” he snapped before hauling him into a feisty kiss.

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2/3/2020

Episode One-hundred-twenty-four: Deja vu

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Episode One-hundred-twenty-four: Deja vu

After another song, Edward brought me back into the VIP area where Sarah and Jasper were sitting together. They were chatting, smiling as they leaned into each other. His lips were very close to her ear, his hands moving as he spoke. She turned her face towards him and said something in return, making him laugh genuinely. He threw his head back, his eyes crinkling around the edges as he patted her knee. She held his arm as she tilted forward with her giggles. Covering her mouth, she continued to snicker as we walked over to them.

He grinned as we moved towards him. The way his eyes went over us was so warm and alluring. Jasper bit his bottom lip for a moment.

Sarah popped up to greet us, quickly putting her arms around me as if she hadn’t seen me in years and not just hours. I could already smell the champagne on her, lingering on her lips like perfume. Her black hair was straight and shiny, tickling my bare shoulders as she hugged me tightly.

Leaning back to take in my appearance, she put her hand on her heart. “Holy shit! You’re so fucking hot!” She glanced at Edward. “All of you look so great!”

Sarah was different than I had ever seen her before. She was wearing a pink tube top and a tiny leather skirt. It barely kept everything contained, so much of her light olive skin was showing. She was breathtaking. But she also appeared very young. I felt guilty for thinking she was so attractive. But I could tell by the boys’ expressions they thought she was gorgeous, too. They were closer to her age, though.

“So are you!” I assured her, but she shook her head, ducking as she pushed her hair over her ear. “No! Really!”

“That’s what I was telling her,” Jasper said with a teasing smirk, winking at her.

She giggled, rolling her eyes. “We need a bottle of champagne to toast with!” She yelled over the music. Everyone nodded in agreement. The one on the table was already empty, so she beckoned over a waitress for another. Her gestures were big, waving her arm over her head. She drank a lot before she came.

“And a round of water for everyone, too,” I added quickly before she could leave. “I will not be hungover because I can’t keep up with y’all. You’re half my age.”

Gasping in mock horror, she touched her hand to her heart. “I am not!” She pretended to pout before laughing. “I’m two-thirds your age. I think. Half your age would be like sixteen.”

She wasn’t helping.

“Mm, close enough,” I quipped, finally sitting on Edward’s lap on one of the leather couches that were in the lounge. He chuckled at my attitude before lightly kissing the back of my shoulder, his arms going around my waist. Placing his chin on it, he grinned contentedly.

“I want you to know that I will dance with all of you tonight,” she promised seriously as she waved her finger around. “So, you better try to keep up.”

“I don’t think that’ll be a problem,” Edward spoke for me, squeezing my stomach with his hand. I tilted my head slightly to look at him, and he raised an eyebrow. “As I’ve said before, you’re energetic.”

When they returned with our drinks, Sarah passed us both a glass before filling the one Jasper was holding to the very top. “So, a toast to good movies and new friends!” She grinned, lifting the flute into the air proudly. “This has been one of the best experiences of my career, and I am so glad I met all of you.”

“Even me?” Jasper teased, placing his hand on her knee. Instead of answering, she winked at him and clinked her glass to his. He lifted his cup to his grinning lips and took a sip.

“Yes! Because now I have someone extra handsome to dance with tonight!” She flirted smoothly, leaning into him with her hand on his thigh. They were both hams and enjoyed showing off.

He obviously liked it, sucking on his bottom lip for a moment as he looked over her scantily clad body. “Oh, sweetheart, are you sure you’re a lesbian?” He cooed. She giggled at him, her cheeks pink with his charm. “Cheers, darling.” He returned her wink, raising his glass once more.

I could see our boyfriend smirking to himself, trying not to roll his eyes. He was being playful for us.

Everyone clinked flutes and finished their glass in one go. Sarah poured me another, grinning wickedly as she did. She filled it to the very top, almost overflowing.

“Oh, my god. Are you really trying to get me drunk tonight?” I questioned after slurping up some bubbles from the top so it wouldn’t spill. She giggled sinfully. “You are!”

“Okay! Maybe a little, tiny, bit!” She tried to say as innocently as possible, but it really didn’t work. Sarah pinched her fingers together. “Teensy-bit. It sounds like so much fun! I want to see what you’re like when you’re drunk!”

I covered my face with my free hand. “I’m a hot mess. Ask him.” I pointed to the man behind me.
The last time I seriously had anything, we fought.

“Just the once, and that’s because I made you mad,” Edward responded with a smirk. He pursed his lips for a moment. “And that was my fault. You’re fun drunk, actually.”

Shaking my head, I finished my second glass. Sarah poured me another right away, emptying the bottle. She immediately flagged the waitress again, adding the spent one to the table with the other. It was dotted with confetti, the lights of the club reflecting off of them.

Soon, there was another and a few bottles of beer. Then, there were several shot glasses that had been filled with expensive whiskey. Sarah bought the liquor for the table when she learned Edward liked it. They wouldn’t let it go to waste. She just kept pouring.

“Come on! Let’s go dancing!” Sarah shouted as she hopped up to her feet when we finished the bottle. When she did, she grabbed Jasper’s hands with both of hers. They were so tiny in them. He looked rather surprised. “Unless you think your boyfriend will mind?” She wiggled her shoulders at him, making her breasts jiggle.

Jasper automatically glanced over at Edward and me, his mouth opening and closing for a moment. It made me smirk. He really was so obvious. He quickly brought his eyes back to her before he cleared his throat and shook his head. “No, he won’t mind at all. Let’s go.”

When we got to the floor, he yanked her to him roughly. She laughed, putting her hands around his neck as his palms smoothed up her back. He was going to dance with her far more aggressively than he would have with me because he wasn’t concerned about how it looked. But Jasper was drunk, and they were only friends. Her fingers slid over his shoulders as their legs moved together so that they were grinding with one another.

Edward brazenly gawked, pulling me onto the floor a foot away. I giggled, turning my back to him so that I was pressed against his chest. I wanted to watch them, too. It reminded me so much of the first night we danced together. He took my arm and guided it up to the back of his neck, his lips kissing my wrist as his other hand gripped my hip so that I was backing up into him.

Jasper was trying not to stare and was failing. Sarah kept stealing glances over her shoulder, smirking as she shook it to the rhythm.

Then the song changed, something older that I remembered dancing to back when I was her age. Laughing, I sang along to the tune. Sarah turned around, moving her ass against Jasper. His fingers moved to her hips, holding her in place. She started singing too, gripping my hands as we danced to the beat together.

Sliding his palms to just under my breasts, Edward kissed my ear as his hips moved against mine. I knew exactly what he could do with them, and it made everything we were doing so much hotter. My brain was liquor filled and making me get lost in the music. It was so much fun. My head fell back against his chest.

When the song changed again, Jasper pulled me towards him with a laugh. He put his arm across my shoulders, his hand on my waist as we watched Edward pull Sarah to him. She giggled as she jumped up so she could reach his neck. He chuckled as he lifted her off the ground to sway with her.

Then something with a Latin style came on. She took my hands and pulled me to her so we could dance. Our legs tangled together, her palms on my waist. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched as Edward shifted close to Jasper, whispering in his ear. He was trying to block it from view with his body, but his fingers grazed his ass. His cheeks went pink, their smiles naughty.

“We’re going to run to the loo. Want us to bring you a drink back?” Edward called over the music.

“Yes!” Sarah grinned as she put both of her arms around my neck. “What do you want? I’ll get whatever you get.” She pressed her cheek to mine, looking at my boyfriends. She was hammered.

“Cranberry and vodka?”

“Perfect,” she agreed. He winked at me before sneaking off to have a few moments alone with Jasper. I hoped they got to make out. “Damn, those are some fine-looking men.”

“Yes, they are.” I nodded as I watched their asses go.

“Jasper is so hot,” she whispered, fanning herself. “I don’t even like guys, but damn he’s a good dancer.”

“Mm, yeah, he is,” I acknowledged, turning her so she could dance against me. I didn’t want her to see my blushing face. She grabbed both of my hands, holding them out in front of her as she moved to the song. “So are you,” I complimented.

“Thanks. I’m glad I had so many fun people to dance with tonight,” she said as she wrapped them around her stomach.

“I’m surprised you came alone,” I admitted. When my fingers moved over her abdomen for a moment, goosebumps raised. I didn’t mean to tickle her.

Sighing, she bent her head back against my shoulder so she could look at me. “My date canceled on me. But I’m glad. This is better.”

“Well, their loss.” I squeezed her belly and pressed a quick and playful kiss on her cheek. She giggled and nodded in agreement.

We danced for hours, taking turns switching between partners. Sarah was more than a little determined to get me as drunk as possible. As the evening went on, everyone got sillier and looser. Every chance he could, Edward would touch Jasper. If anyone was watching, they could say it was just a quick brush that wasn’t on purpose, but I knew better.

“I need air,” I told them when my head began to swim. Sweat was dripping down my neck, my chest getting tighter. My man knew exactly where he wanted to take me. I had a feeling it was where he took our boyfriend earlier in the evening.

The bodyguard hung back outside the door on the empty rooftop. The lights of Los Angeles glowed around us, the cooler wind swirling. It was exactly what I needed.

Walking ahead of the boys, I enjoyed the sensation of the air on my face. Closing my eyes, I lifted my chin as I leaned against the wall. Edward came up behind and enveloped me in his strong arms.

He pushed his face into my hair, breathing in deeply and humming after skimming his nose over my earlobe. “It’s been almost six months to the day since the last time we were on a rooftop like this. Everything is so different now,” he spoke softly before pushing his lips against my scalp. My fingers wrapped around his wrists as I leaned back against him and closed my eyes. “I like how tonight will end much better.”

“I’m sorry I was so dense,” I said as I glanced back.

Our boyfriend came to stand beside us, leaning against the wall with his elbows resting upon it. “He should have just told you… while he was sober,” Jasper teased, smiling over at Edward. Shaking his head, he rolled his eyes. “He whinged about telling you for ages before. And you even kissed him earlier in the day! So, it was his move, in my opinion. Honestly, I don’t know why he didn’t ravish you after the jump. You couldn’t have stopped me.”

Giggling, I bit my lip as his warm blue eyes scanned my body. I knew he would have carried me off like a caveman. I had a feeling he wouldn’t have asked shyly for a kiss, but would have taken it. I would have let him, too.

Sarah propped against it, a couple of feet from him. She leaned over the edge, her foot kicked back as she did. Glancing over at me, she smirked. “Oh, you kissed him first? I like a take-charge kind of woman.”

“So does he,” Jasper continued jokingly. “Obviously. You should have just told her after the second day, Tony. After you filmed the tattoo video.”

“Well, I’m not as brave as you,” he replied, putting his chin on the top of my head. He turned it only an inch to look at him. “You know that.”

Scoffing, he stared out at the twinkling lights. “I’m not brave at all,” he sighed, taking a sip of his fresh beer. “It took me a decade to-” He stopped before he could say something he shouldn’t around Sarah. Jasper shook his head. “Though I am braver than you,” he lightly quipped, eyeing him over the bottle.

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