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6/6/2019

Episode Fifty: In the Sand

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Episode Fifty: In the Sand

Warning: this episode contains graphic sexual descriptions. Reader discretion is advised. Intended for a mature audience only. (18+)

When I awoke the next morning, I felt much better than I had in perhaps weeks. It was extremely early and Edward was snuggled up beside me, dead to the world. His morning erection pressed between my thighs, one of his big hands actually holding onto my breast. Every time I shifted in the slightest, he would adjust his body to mine and squeeze my breast again.

I was incredibly horny.

When I couldn't take it anymore, I decided to get up and go to the bathroom. I had finally stopped my period, but I didn't entirely trust it not to pop back up on me in some unexpected way. I decided it was best to take my frustration out in the shower, lest I do something gross I didn't want to clean up later.

The water was burning hot as it rolled down my body, soaking my hair. I took in a deep breath, letting my muscles relax under the stream.

I started to think about what I would want to do with Edward, how I wanted his body on mine. I wanted his hands all over my skin. I wanted to feel his mouth on every inch of me. Then the idea of him with Jasper popped into my mind. Them wrestling around, all naked and dripping wet from being in the shower. Kissing each other. Kiss me. Touching me. Fucking me.

My hand slipped between my legs, my eyes closing as I let out a soft sigh. I lifted my head back, letting the water hit my chest and fall down my front. I heard the shower door open, but I didn't open my eyes or move my hand. Edward slid both of his hands from the tops of my shoulder to where my fingers were. His fingers wove with mine on the other hand, drawing it up towards my stomach while the other rested on top of the fingers that were playing with my own clit. He pressed them harder against me, increasing the pressure so I gasped loudly.

He spread slow, sleepy kisses over my neck and shoulder while he used my own fingers to pleasure me. When I finally had to pull my hand away to keep myself from falling over, he took over quickly, bringing me right over the edge.

“Fuck,” I gasped, rocking back against him so that his erection was sliding between my legs. “I want you inside me.”

Edward turned me around, his hand on the back of my neck as he desperately kissed me. With his other hand on my ass, he lifted me up so that he could slide deep inside. I wrapped my arms around his neck, just trying to desperately hold onto him. My back slammed against the tile wall with the power of his fucking, his hips rocking up towards me furiously.

“Yes, oh... fuck...” I panted, my head lulling back in pleasure.

“You feel so good,” he gasped.

I suddenly realized that he wasn't wearing a condom.

"Pull out and cum on me," I begged him quietly as his hips began to tighten underneath me.

“Oh fuck,” he whispered, sliding out of me quickly when he realized why. I attacked his mouth in a kiss, my hand wrapped around his erection while he finished all over my chest. Slowly our kiss turned more gentle as I released him, his hand sliding down my back to pull me close to him.

“Good morning,” he said pleasantly, moving his hand over my breast lightly to wipe away some of his cum with the help of water. Edward leaned down and kissed one of my nipples. “Sorry to interrupt you.”

“Mm, interrupt me anytime you want,” I hummed in pleasure, leaning my head back against the tile and smiling to myself. “That's exactly what I wanted.”

“All you have to do is ask,” he teased me, his hand brushing some of my hair away from my face.

“I don't want to gross you out.” I pouted out my bottom lip.

“I don't mind. Anything can be washed,” he smirked at me.

“Um, I'm going to say some stains on the sheets might occur if you're doing it right,” I joked.

He hoisted me by the hips so my legs were wrapped around his waist and I was above him a little. “Well, I guess then we'll just have to fuck in the shower for now.”

“I'll keep that in mind for next time.” I moved my fingers over his lips. “I'm not entirely sure if I've stopped completely or not. I don't trust it. I think so.”

“Sneaky period,” he teased.

“The worst kind,” I told him with a smirk. “Now put me down so we can actually get clean.”

We went to a Sunday brunch with his Edward's Scottish grandparents, and two of his sisters snuck away from their husbands and children so they could have a more adult meal. This get together was a lot more pleasant from the start.

Tanya happily handed me a giant gift bag. “We wanted to get you something.”

“Aw, but you've already gotten me so much already. You don't need to do that,” I said in a quiet complaint as I sat down at our table.

“No, no, no,” Sasha said. “This is better.”

"But they were already so great, and you've spent so much," I said, feeling my face heat up.

“Oh we didn't spend anything,” Tanya told me proudly as she sat across from me.

“We used his credit card,” Sasha grinned and pointed at her brother, sitting beside her sister. Edward's grandparents were sitting beside him to one of the ends of the table.

“Oh, well in that case.” I glanced over at my boyfriend.

“Don't look at me like that,” he said quickly.

“Like what, exactly?” I questioned.

“You know what,” he said in amusement, “you can fuss about that later. Open it now. Oo and awe like I know you're going to and say thank you.”

“Oh, really?” I laughed at him and his attitude. “Fine. I'll open it and say thank you. So pushy sometimes,” I teased him, pulling the tissue paper out the top of the bag and putting it in his lap. He chuckled at my attitude, wadding up the paper and putting it on the table.

“What do you have there, dear?” His Grandma Jane asked sweetly, curiously looking over what I was pulling out.

“They're Australian exclusive makeup brands. Tony said that it might make a good video so we,” Sasha waved her finger between her and her sister, “went nuts. He said he didn't care what we spent.” She put her hands up and shrugged, smiling to herself.

“I really don't,” he said to them.

“It's so much. I love it all. Thank you,” I said to the girls as I looked at all my fun new things that I was going to play with.

“That's so perfect. I do love that one where you put the makeup on him,” his grandmother laughed fondly. “You both look like you're having such fun. It's so sweet.”

“I'll do his makeup again anytime he wants,” I promised them, laughing as I leaned into their grandson.

“My eyebrows looked so good,” he said, holding his chin up.

“Well, then fill them in regularly if you like them so much. I've shown you how,” I teased him.

“I tried. It looks better when you do it.” He pouted, making me giggle.

There was a long variety pack of about a dozen lipsticks in a glorious assortment of shades. I opened the package and pulled out one of them. It was a light creamy brown. I couldn't help myself, taking out my compact and putting it on my lips. I had just been wearing chapstick before.

“Oo,” I said in a dry tone, glancing over at Edward to show him my lips. “Awe.”

“Beautiful.” He touched my chin.

"Thank you," I whispered to him with a small, adoring smile.

“Yeah.” Edward looked away, a little embarrassed and smiling. “Thank you, ladies,” he told his sisters.

“Our pleasure,” Sasha replied.

“We bought us stuff too,” Tanya said happily.

“I figure,” their brother laughed. “I consider it a part of your fees.”

“So, young lady, are you feeling better now?” Edward's Grandpa asked me curiously, reaching over to pat the top of my hand sweetly.

“Yes, sir. Thank you,” I replied politely.

“Such a charming accent. You're from Texas, yes? I'm afraid I don't know that much about it besides what you see in the movies and television,” his grandma said conversationally.

I laughed, "yes. I feel like all the good and bad things you might know about is totally right. I'm from the Houston area. It's right off the Gulf of Mexico. The swampy gross wet part of Texas before you get to the pretty beaches."

“I thought Texas more desert-y,” Tanya interjected.

“Oh, we have that, too. It's just on the other side. You got the Gulf Coast, the prairie lands, the piney woods, the plains, hill country. The area that is desert it closer to New Mexico and Mexico and I'm closer to the Louisiana side,” I explained. “It takes a full twenty-five hours to drive from one side of Texas to the other. For reference, it takes about the same amount of time to go from Dallas Texas to New York City by car. Give or take a couple of hours.”

“Wow. What a fun road trip.” Sasha leaned on her hand and watched me curiously. She looked so much like her brother.

"Both are fun. Louisiana to New Mexico and Dallas to New York. I've done both with Alice and Rosie when we were probably a year or two younger than you," I said thoughtfully to Edward. "You know that picture of the fog on the mountains you like so much?" I asked my boyfriend. He nodded. "I took that one on of those trips in West Virginia from our hotel room. I woke up in the morning, and it was the densest almost creamy white fog I had ever seen just perfectly rolling off the green mountains. I had never seen anything like it before, and I actual woke up Alice so she could see it. She was annoyed for half a second until she saw why," I laughed as I remembered the sweet memory.

“I love the way you describe things. It makes me want to run away and go see all these places with you.”

“We don't have to run away to go see them,” I promised him. “We can go wherever you want, whenever. But there is no rush. We have forever.”

"I suppose that's true." His fingers wove with mine in my lap, and I leaned against him happily.

“I love this new sappy Anthony. He's less sarcastic,” Tanya teased him.

“I'm still sarcastic. I'm just in a better mood,” Edward replied with a shrug. “Being away from the terrorist helps, too.”

“Ha, terrorist,” his Grandpa Alistair chuckled, earning a dirty look from his grandmother. He smiled at her innocently. “You don't like her either,” he said when she didn't look away. She clicked her tongue and shook her head. “Bella, we are very terribly sorry about what went on between you and Esme. I hope it won't reflect badly on the character of the rest of our family.”

“It's fine, really. No, you've all be so wonderful to me. I'm sorry... I guess I'm sorry I'm not what she wanted me to be.”

“No,” Sasha told me quickly. “No, it has nothing to do with you. Tony has always been the wild one she couldn't control. She's still fuming that he's an adult with a mind of his own.”

“I don't know what her problem is. I'm successful. I'm happy. I'm healthy. Literally what else is there for me to be? Isn't these the things a mother should want for their son? But let's not talk about her anymore. She'll ruin another meal without even being here,” Edward complained, fiddling nervously with the tissue paper.

“I want the relationship with your mother to improve,” I told him quietly. “Even if I low-key hate her face.”

“My feelings are less low-key,” he replied with a sigh. “But, doesn't matter. We're here for a good time.” He picked up his bloody Mary and clinked it to my spike coffee. “Salud.”

“Prost,” I smiled. “I want to try a sip.”

“It's a little spicy,” he warned, passing it to me.

“So, bland. Got it.” I smiled wickedly and took a little sip. It was fine. “Needs more Tabasco. Maybe some more horseradish.”

“Alright, well when you order your bloody Mary you can put as much spicy shit in there as you like,” he teased me, taking his drink back and taking a long sip.

“How's that hair of the dog?” I asked him sarcastically. “Your friends will destroy your liver by the end of this trip.”

“It's fine. I'm fine,” he answered, rubbing the back of his neck like he wasn't tired from our long week already on top of being slightly hungover. “Actually Melly wanted to know if she could come by. Peter and Lee wanted to get together again, too.”

“Well, if you want to invite them over tonight, I don't mind. You can invite Jasper over again, too. We'll have to stop at the store on the way home though. I could make snacks,” I offered.

“You wouldn't mind doing all that for me? You're not sick of people yet?”

“No. I like seeing you around the people you care about. But, can we not invite James?”

"Not a problem, at all. That twat," he muttered under his breath. "Excuse me," he said when he realized what he said in front of his grandparents. "He used a slur last night and," he sighed and shook his head. "Jasper got very upset. He seems very protective of Bella."

“Why's that?” Tanya asked.

“Jasper is a sweetheart,” Sasha replied, pulling a roll apart and dipping it in butter that was in a little cup on the table. “He was always my favorite of your friends. Guy friends. The girls are great.”

“I think Jasper and I have a lot in common,” I said to them. I smiled at Edward. “He was so sweet to me at the hospital. I'm glad you asked him to stay with me.”

“I'm glad you two are getting along so well. Even if you have a small crush on him.”

“I will hit you in front of your grandparents,” I warned him. “Test me, boy. I dare you.”

"Aw, it's so cute," he mocked me, and I slapped his leg hard, making him laugh.

“Irina had the biggest crush on him when you were first in Uni together,” Tanya said, enjoying spilling the tea on her sister. “When he first started working out extra hard. Mm.”

“I want to know nothing about this,” Edward told them. “I don't want to know anything about my sister or best friend's sex lives.”

“Wait... They shagged?” Tanya said excitedly, her eyes getting wide.

“Wait! No! Fuck! What?! Don't-” the man beside me began to fluster, making all the younger women at the table giggled. “I know nothing. I don't know what you're talking about. If asked I will deny all knowledge of this conversation. No, they didn’t to my knowledge.”

“It's not nice to gossip,” Grandma Jane reminded them.

“Stop texting under the table,” Edward pointed at Tanya. She shook her head, typing more quickly. “Oh, come on. Don't make her mad at me. I didn't mean it like that. Please.”

“I'm going to be subtle.”

“Like a wrecking ball,” Sasha cackled at her sister. “Good for her, if she did. I think he’s lying. They shagged!”

“Please,” Edward begged them. “Fine. You're paying my medical bills.”

“Aw honey, your sister is too tired to kick your ass right now. She's got a brand new baby,” I told him in a laugh.

“Maybe we can take Ava for a bit so she can get a break,” he said thoughtfully. “If it's okay with you?”

“Oh, no,” I began dryly, “I get to play with the cutest baby ever and then give it back at the end of the night. How terrible.”

Edward pulled out his phone and typed out a quick message to his sister. “She won't harm me if I offer free childcare.” He put his phone back in his pocket and raised his chin in the air proudly.

"Oh! I can take her picture. We need to figure out when we want everyone to come over so I can take pictures of all your girls for you," I said to him happily. "Is it bad that I want to take the baby shopping and buy her cute clothes to take pictures in? Baby shopping is so much more fun than regular shopping."

“It's always a good thing when they go up a size,” Sasha agreed.

“And, everything is cuter,” Tanya mused with a little sigh. “I want another baby. I hope we get pregnant soon. I don't want Sophia to get too much older. I don't want to space them out too much.

“I'm done.” Sasha shook her head. “Three is enough. I miss babies though. That's why I keep watching Ava. Oh, it's the best. And, she's such a good baby. She is so much easier than Ruthie was.”

“Isn't it amazing how different every baby is?” I asked. “When I used to work at the daycare it always surprised me how different they were from such an early age. The longer I did it I could see where certain personality traits came from based on their home lives. How much they were handled, how their parents soothed crying, things like that. Oh, I just realized how old the first ones I watched are now. I shouldn't have done that,” I laughed uncomfortably.

“You started when you were fourteen,” Edward started doing the math in his head. “So, nineteen or twenty.”

“Ow,” I complained. “Don't do that. The maths hurt,” I joked.

“There is nothing wrong with an older woman,” Grandpa Alistar commented charmingly, kissing his wife on the top of the head happily.

“Aw,” the girls teased in unison.

This was the sort of family interaction I had wanted with Edward's family in the first place. It was perfect. He left the restaurant so happy, talking to me animatedly as we walked through the market to pick up junk food for him and his friends to enjoy later in the evening.

“I thought you'd be sick of me, dove.” Jasper was the first to arrive, freshly showered after getting off at work. He wrapped a comforting arm around my shoulder as I worked in the kitchen.

“Nope.” I offered him a bite off of the cheese plate I was making. He took it between his teeth, his lips briefly brushing against my fingertips and I felt heat spread over my chest. I made sure not to look at Edward or Jasper.

“Mm, salty.”

“It's a goat cheese from France. Do you like it?” I asked.

“I do.”

“Try it with the dried cherries. Or, the figs,” I offered him. He plucked up a dried fig and pressed a quick kiss to my cheek before popping it into his mouth.

“Thank you,” he said disgustingly through a mouthful of fruit.

“Boys are so weird,” I complained, making him chuckle while he chewed.

“What can I do?” He offered.

“Get me some wine,” I answered him.

“Allow me,” Edward offered. “Care for a glass?”

“Yes, darling. Please,” he smiled, turning to lean against the countertop beside me. “Everything looks so fancy.”

“That's how I roll,” I joked. “Like I don't eat this twice a week in my underwear at home with Alice in the kitchen off of a plastic snowflake plate.”

“Kinky,” he teased me gently. Edward handed us each a glass of wine.

“Why don't you put on some music?” I offered to Jasper. I passed him my phone with the Spotify app up.

“Don't mind if I do,” he mumbled as he scrolled through my list. Jasper started a song but continued to look at what I had.

"Come to me, baby. Don't be shy, don't be shy," I sang along, making Edward smile.

“You have a lot of old country songs,” Jasper commented.

“I was looking for all the old music my Mamaw used to listen to when I was little the other day,” I informed him. “There are some good ones. “

He switched the song to “Hey Good Lookin” by Hank Williams and wiggled his eyebrows stupidly at me. I laughed loudly before I caught myself.

“No,” I said simply, making him laugh. He switched it to “Jolene” by Dolly Parton. “Oh, yes. Better. I love doing this one for karaoke with Alice because it makes folks real nervous when I start singing it directly to her. I'm going to dedicate this song to a special lady in the audience. You know why I'm singing it, bitch,” I joked.

“Oh no,” Edward laughed.

“Wait, wait,” Jasper laughed, changing the song. Keep Lying. “One of your fucking songs. Ohhhh... I see why you like it,” he teased me. “Very sexy.”

“Ohh, we have had sex to this,” Edward commented casually. I rolled my eyes and shook my head a little.

“Told you. It was on the New York Playlist,” I replied before taking the food out onto the table. He followed behind me with bags of chips and boxes of crackers.

“That was the best birthday,” he whispered in my ear, kissing my cheek lightly.

“That picture of you on the balcony is my favorite. You are so beautiful,” I replied to him in a whisper as he wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me close to his body from behind. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.” He kissed my mouth slowly, tenderly from behind. “I like a lot of the pictures from that night of you.”

“I bet you do,” I smirked.

“I can't wait to take more of you. In the sand. In that swimsuit.”

“Which one?” I asked in a soft whisper, dragging my fingers over his hands that rested on my stomach.

He thought about it for a moment. “Any of them.”

I laughed, turning to face him. “I want to wear the new one.”

“Yes. And, leave it unzipped until about here,” he mused as he touched a spot a couple of inches below my breasts.

"Horny?" I teased.

“Very,” Edward replied evenly, making me laugh again. He chuckled, kissing the side of my neck and smoothing his hand over my back. “When we get back to LA let's spend a couple of days doing nothing but fucking and eating?” He asked hopefully.

I offered him a bite of cheese that he took from my fingers. The same ones that Jasper had touched when he got his cheese. “We can combine the two.”

“I intended to,” he promised. Edward was making me feel so warm. He knew what he was doing. “Mm, I'm suddenly craving ice cream.”

“Oh, we can definitely talk about your oral fetish later,” I teased him again in a whisper. I caught Jasper out of the corner of my eye, standing in the doorway of the kitchen. “Your friend is watching us.”

"Let him watch," he whispered, pulling me in for a passionate kiss. His hand went into my hair, holding me tightly as he mouth dominated mine for a long moment. When he pulled away, he smirked and pressed a little kiss on my forehead.

“Dammit, Edward,” I complained at him as he walked away, making him laugh. “That's mean. I have to talk to people and pretend to be normal now.”

“You like it,” he called as he walked into the kitchen.

“Obviously part of the fucking problem,” I snapped back at him. Jasper smirked at me. “Don't look at me like that. You'd feel the same way,” I told him, pointing at his chest. He raised his hands defensively but was still grinning.

After all of his friends that were coming around arrived, we went out onto the beachside deck again. I was going to miss it when we went back to the states. The ocean was so beautiful and relaxing. I was sitting in between Jasper and Edward again. Melly, Lee, and Peter were much quieter than the group before.

“So, you're moving to Los Angeles?” Melly asked me curiously. “Are you excited?”

“Very. We need to work some things out first though.”

"You don't ever have to leave. I'll buy you everything you need, and we'll get your things later," Edward offered. I looked over at him slowly. "Or, you could go home like planned, get ready, and pack. Whatever you want to do."

“Wow, you got that look down,” Melly teased me.

"Oh, he's just good at reading my mind. It's a little annoying sometimes." I looked at him again. I winked, earning a smile from Edward. "Yeah, actually, I don't know. Maybe I'll just go back for a few days so I can pack up things and have them shipped over. I'd like to make sure my instruments arrive in good shape."

“Really?” Edward said happily.

“Yeah,” I laughed. “Is that okay? We can wait until April or May if it's better for your schedule. It’s up to you. I know you’ll be recording and filming a lot soon so you might be too busy.”

"Oh, do shut up," he laughed, leaning forward and hugging me tightly into his arms. "We'll figure it out, and I'll come to help."

“Really?” I didn’t know when he was going to find the time.

“Yeah, I think I can squeeze in a quick trip in there.” My smile grew, as did his. “And we can do it faster together. I'll hire some quality movers to make sure all your things come undamaged,” Edward promised. “Then you can come to decorate our boring as fuck house however you like.”

“But, it's so beautiful. It's simple. You don't need that much. Just like... pillows. Pictures on the wall. Shit like that.”

“Your pictures.”

“Some of them,” I agreed. “Your place doesn't need much. I've already got the kitchen perfect.”

“That kitchen,” Melly let out a little gasp and put her hand on her heart. “I want it so bad. It's like a dream.”

“Oh, it is,” I agreed with a sigh. “You can definitely come to visit. I love cooking for everyone so much. Entertaining at Eddie's would be so great. Especially in the summer.”

“It's your place, too,” he told me warmly.

"No," I laughed as I shook my head. "By the way, I hope you know I'm paying my part of the bills."

"Okay," he said sarcastically. I cocked my head to the side, holding my mouth tight. "What do you want to pay, hm? I've got no house payment. There are solar panels, so there isn't much of an electricity bill ever. Water is not enough to bother with splitting. Cable and internet are for work, so it's already paid for. I'd get the maid service one way or the other, and if I know you, you'll clean before the maid comes."

“Groceries,” I offered.

He pursed his lips. “But you cook the food. Shouldn't I pay for it?”

“Not if you're not going to let me pay for anything else,” I replied back evenly.

“Tense negotiations,” Jasper teased from beside me. Edward waved an annoyed hand in his face.

“Let me pretend that the money isn't yours in the first place and let me buy the damn food,” I told him.

Edward rolled his eyes hard. "Fine, but it's your money. It comes from your store, too. Stop acting like it's all that you'll be making anyway. And, when we get married, it won't matter."

“Um, yeah it will. That's why I want a prenup.”

“I'll sign it, but we won't need it.”

“You're an idiot,” I complained, reaching over and refilling my drink. I filled the wine to the very top of the glass since the bottle was almost empty anyway. “Jasper, tell him to be careful with his money, please. Maybe he'll listen to you.”

“He'll not listen to me,” Jasper replied.

“I am careful with my money. That's why I have so much of it now,” he said cockily. He was four glasses of wine in already. It showed on his glowing red cheeks. “Fine. Buy your groceries.”

“I want to do more than just that.”

He shrugged at me.

“You can buy me things, dove,” Jasper teased me. “I'm broke.”

I pursed my lips, smiling a little bit to myself. "Oh, my god. I think I might have been around you too long already. I just wanted to reply with a bad pickup line," I teased Jasper. "You're giving me such a wide opening."

Jasper looked me dead in the eye and very seriously said in a low voice, “that's what she said.”

Everyone began to laugh at once, booing and hissing at Jasper and throwing bottle caps and trash in his general direction.

“Wait!” Edward laughed, “what was the line?”

“Oh, god... It's not even that funny,” I laughed in embarrassment. “I'd like to buy you dinner.”

“Ten out of ten would have worked.” Jasper gave me the thumbs up, making me laugh more. “I'm here for you, dove, whenever you're ready for a real man.”

“Thanks. Good to know I have options,” I joked.

"I may not be rich, but I'm very well endowed, and honestly, that's all the really matters," he put his hand on his heart and said it as if it was poetry.

“Stupid bastard,” Edward laughed, pushing the back of his head from behind as his hand rested on the couch of the sofa.

“I will take it out right now and prove it.”

“I've already seen your penis,” Edward said simply. “Thanks, but there's no need for you to expose yourself to all the ladies here. And, Melly.”

“Fuck you,” she laughed, flipping him off. He blew her a kiss.

Peter laughed, “everyone's seen Jasper's. I'm seen his bare ass more times than I'd care to remember.”

“One time at a party he took shrooms and dove off a house naked into the pool,” Lee told me. “It’s amazing he’s not killed himself.”

“Whoops,” Jasper laughed. “That was a fun party. I think I had it blowing in the wind most of the night.”

“Okay. Let’s not talk about this wanker’s wanker,” Melly said sarcastically, fake gagging. Jasper flipped her off. She ignored him. “I wanna go walking on the beach.”

“Oh, that sounds nice,” Lee agreed. He was the quietest of the bunch.

Edward took my hand and stood up. “We’ve not really had a late night stroll on the beach yet. Shall we?”

“Sure.” I finished my wine quickly and got up to walk with him. Jasper got up as well.

Peter and Lee walked along the craggy rocks to one side, talking loudly over the ocean waves. Melly was walking not far from us, picking up little seashells and shoving them into her blue jean pocket. Jasper had taken off his shoes and socks and was walking a few feet from his best friend.

I caught it for just a moment, the wicked look in Edward’s eyes as he glanced over at me. I wasn’t entirely sure I saw it or not. It was so quick.

Then he pushed Jasper hard into the sand, catching him totally off guard. He grabbed Edward in return by the ankle, making him trip forward. Jasper pushed him back into the sand, quickly getting on top of him like he had the other day in the living room by the couch. I watched from a few feet away. My face almost turned red instantly as I watched them push on one another aggressively. My heart began to thump in my chest as my boyfriend bucked against him, trying to push him off again.

“Get em!” Melly shouted at both of them from the water where she was starting to dip in her feet.

“Which one?” I asked jokingly. She just shrugged, making me quietly laugh.

He finally knocked him off and pinned him hard against the sand with one of his hands tightly wrapped around his wrist. Jasper slapped at him with the other, smacking his side with a hollow thump. He gripped at Edward’s t-shirt as he tried to heave him over once again. Edward was too big and had him too snug in the sand though. His knees were pressed hard into Jasper's, probably painfully so.

Finally, he snatched the other wrist and slammed it hard into the ground.

“Fuck, ow. Get off,” Jasper complained loudly.

"That's what she said," Melly yelled at them. I laughed, but I knew I was visibly flushed all over. I smiled a little to myself and looked away from my boyfriend as he got up.
“Do either of you idiots want anything from the kitchen? I'm going to get a drink,” I told them as I started to move up towards the house.

“Hey, wait,” Edward called after to me, sort of laughing to himself. “I'll come with you.”

“I'm fine,” Jasper said, still flopped on the sand and heaving. Our eyes caught the other’s for a moment before quickly darting away. He was flushed as well.

“You alright?” Edward called to me as I came into the cabin, shutting the glass door behind him.

“Yeah, I'm fine,” I answered quickly, getting my breathing back to normal.

“Are you sure?” I asked with a small smile. I caught the naughty flash again.

I gasped audibly, “you did it on purpose to show out for me?”

“Did what?” His grin to one side, it curving into his cheek as he tried to keep his face serious.

"You did." I slapped his arm. "That's so mean." I went to slap him again, but he grabbed my wrist and forcefully slammed me to the wall before capturing my mouth in an intense kiss. There was a little sand in his hair, and I could feel it when I ran my fingers through it. I kissed him desperately, smashing my lips as hungrily against him as he was. His fingers tightened around my wrist pleasantly, almost too tight.

“Do you like rubbing all over your best friend for me to watch?” I teased against his mouth. His hand slid up my chest slowly, pushing over my breast before his fingers brushed against the base of my neck.

"I like turning you on." He held my thin neck in his big hand, kissing me again deliciously. "I wish I could fuck you right now," he said against my skin.

“Your friends might catch us,” I whispered as his mouth dragged across my neck. “I wish I had worn a skirt.”

“Next time.” His hand smoothed over the top of my blue jean shorts, moving down the back to grip my ass tightly. “With no panties.”

“God,” I whined, so turned on. “How am I supposed to go back out there like this?” I asked. “I have to look at Jasper after that.”

“I don't think you mind that,” he said teasingly.

"Edward," I half complained, half moaned when his teeth went into my shoulder. I tugged on his hair, but he didn't stop, making me moan louder. "Fuck, I want you to bend me over something and fuck me senseless."

"Baby, tonight we can do whatever you want."

He winked at me when pulled away as someone came in from the outside behind us.

We were going to be in for a wild night.

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