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12/17/2020

The Halloween Fair: A Decade Later

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The Halloween Fair:
A Decade Later

I woke up to Edward’s hand down my panties.

It was the best way to wake up.

He was stroking my already slick clit while kissing my neck from behind, his other hand gripping my breast through the faded and torn college shirt I often wore for my pajamas. There were several holes of different sizes, all from our misadventures together. The first was from our second move when it got caught on the door. The latest was from when he tried to make dinner and set the pan on fire. But I had worn it the first night we were together, and I couldn’t throw it away, even if it was well over a decade old. Though I might have been sentimental, especially lately.

Pushing his face into my throat, he kissed it. “Do you know how much I love waking up to you moaning my name?” He groaned in my ear, pinching my nipple through the fabric. “How many times is it this week?”

“I don’t know,” I admitted, flushing as I closed my eyes. I ground my ass against his hard cock. He was only in boxers. “I don’t even remember what I was dreaming about this time.” My dreams had become more vivid and intense recently, but I rarely held onto them beyond a second or two after being awake, though he was often the star.

“Is it that good?” Edward teased, rolling the stiff flesh between his nimble fingers. “So good, you dream about it every night?”

His sultry words made me wetter. “Yes. You know it is.”

If practice made perfect, my man was a perfectionist.

I felt him smile against my skin, pinching harder. “Be a good girl and cum for me,” my boyfriend whispered as he moved faster between my thighs. “Then I’ll fuck you however you want.”

His other hand drifted up to my throat, his fingers wrapping around it and squeezing until I tilted my head back. It was so hard not to scream out in pleasure. It was spectacular. But we had downstairs neighbors. Sometimes, it didn’t stop me. I almost felt bad about it, but occasionally, it couldn’t be helped.

My toes curled in satisfaction as sparks flew in my vision for just a moment. My underwear became soaked as he continued.

Panting, I stared at him over my shoulder for a minute. He smiled briefly, his expression horny and pleased. Cocky was sexy on him. He brought his fingertips up to his mouth and sucked the two of them clean while maintaining my gaze.

Pouncing on him, I struggled to get his boxers off while we frantically kissed. He tore my shirt over my head, holding my bare chest to his. He still worked out every day, and it was pleasantly firm. I wasn’t nearly as tiny as I used to be, but my extra weight filled out my breasts, ass, and thighs. I was rail-thin as an eighteen-year-old. Now, at almost thirty, I was soft in all the right ways.

I got on my knees wordlessly, and he knew exactly what to do. Ripping my panties down, he got into position behind me, arranging me so when he pushed all the way in, he would brush against me. My face was shoved into the blankets because I couldn’t keep my noises to myself when he did this. Whimpering, I dripped with every pass. He pulled out for a moment and stroked himself against my clit with his head until I came again, then thrust into me once more.

Whining into the sheets, my entire body was shaking as he pounded into me.

“O-oh, god…” He moaned as he gave in to his own pleasure and came inside of me. Shuddering, he held onto my hips. When he pulled out, it dripped against my lips.

Sinking onto my stomach, I smiled in happiness. Edward kissed up the back of my legs and over my ass until he was pecking behind my ear. “Mm… Happy anniversary, love.”

“Happy anniversary,” I grinned, looking over my shoulder at him. “You know, it’s funny. I was going to give you the exact same thing.”

Chuckling, he relaxed beside me on his side. “Oh, that’s not your gift… I’ve got plans for you, Ms. Swan.” His fingers danced over my ribs. “I’ve got reservations and lots of presents.”

“I plan on giving you yours after dinner,” I replied, shifting my head to look at him. I laid my cheek on my crossed arms. We smiled at each other. His hair was wild, sticking up in every direction. He had it just cut, and it made it redder somehow, bringing out its shine. His happiness made him glow.

“What do you want to do until tonight?”

I hummed. “I want to take the day off and relax. We’re always busy, and it’s never going to slow down.”

Sighing, he pushed his face into my arm, so our noses were almost touching. He was still a new doctor, and though he was now working regular hours at an office, it was over fifty hours a week plus school. He would go for the rest of his career, it felt like. But he loved his work as a pediatrician, and he was amazing at it. I had gotten my master’s in engineering, and my hours were far more normal at the university where I did research on a government project.

“That sounds good,” he mumbled, speaking into my skin. “Want to watch a movie?”

“Sure, as long as it’s not a horror,” I smirked.

Once again, he chuckled. “Aw, but it’s Halloween!”

I pushed myself out of bed to get cleaned up. “I don’t care. I still hate them.”

He rolled onto his back, grinning. “We should watch An American Werewolf in London. You know, like that first night.”

Snorting, I shook my head. “We didn’t watch it then either.”

“I did. You napped.”

I leaned against the dresser. On top of it was the cute purple bear he won me at the fair, along with pictures of us together through the years- our first Christmas, some silly photos on our first New Year’s Eve, and a slew of others. My favorite was the one where he held me like a princess, my head falling back as I laughed at Alice and Jasper’s wedding. I caught the bouquet, and he got the garter. Our graduation ones were wonderful, too.

“No, I was in a drug and petting induced coma.” And I dreamed about fucking him then, too.

After breakfast, we settled on the couch in our living room. We were just in our underwear still, too lazy to get dressed. Wrapped in a blanket, I cuddled with him. My head was on his lap as he stroked my hair. I loved being able to have little moments like these. They felt precious to me. In all our time together, he never stopped trying to make me feel cherished.

Living with him was the best, and somehow better than I imagined. As soon as I finished high school, I moved up to Seattle to his apartment. It was a tiny place, but we were comfortable and together. And that was all that mattered to me. I could live in a box if it was with him. Our current flat was much nicer, but we were talking about getting a house soon. We had been saving for a few years, but we were waiting for something to push us in that direction. There was no reason to get a big place for only the two of us. But I had a feeling that was coming soon.

I wasn’t really watching the movie he picked out, just staring off into space as he played with my curls.

“What are you thinking about?” Edward questioned softly. “You’re so quiet.”

Sighing, I smiled. “The future.”

He grinned in return, nodding. “And what about it?” Gently, he pushed my hair away from my eyes.

I rolled over some to look at him better. “I wonder what it’s going to be like in another ten years. What do you see when you think about it? What do you imagine it’ll be like in another decade?”

Humming, he laid his head back against the cushion. “Well, huh…” He pursed his lips. “You’re the head of some project, and something you’re designing is going to space to start.” I smiled at his words. I was working on a contract that was creating tools for high altitude flights that could benefit space travel, and it was already going well. “I’ve got my practice.” He pushed another curl away from my cheek as he smiled slightly. “And hopefully, you’ll finally be my wife.”

“I’m going to be one way or the other. I’ll be your common-law wife by then,” I joked.

We were just so busy, and then, after a while, it didn’t seem that important. When Edward was a kid, it was something he focused on. But we weren’t ones to celebrate anything loudly. It was only a piece of paper, and we were together. That’s what mattered. We knew we would one day, but it wasn’t a rush. We had put it up more to fate, deciding to get pregnant first. Or, at least, stopped trying not to get pregnant. That was two years before. If I ever got knocked up, we would finally get hitched. That’s what we told our parents to annoy them when they bugged us about marriage and children. Even Charlie was getting annoyingly loud about it.

Edward blew out a long breath. “I’m better than that. I wouldn’t do that to you. You deserve-”

“I got what I want,” I interrupted him with a grin. “So, kids? Do you see any of those?”

He nodded as his hand brushed over my belly. “Yeah, one or two. I hope,” he replied wistfully. He adored children. Seeing him work with them was a joy. His nieces and nephews worshiped him, and they all called me aunt.

“Really? That’s it? I see at least three,” I continued in a playful voice. “Maybe more.”

“Oh, you plan on being pregnant a lot in the next decade,” he joked too, in a good mood. His smile stretched across his face. He was so handsome.

“Not necessarily,” I responded, rolling towards him all the way, so I was facing him. “Though, I do plan on having a lot of sex.” My boyfriend grinned at my naughty words. “Wanna get started on that?”

He didn’t answer. He just picked me up over his shoulder and carried me to the bedroom. The movie was totally forgotten, left playing quietly in the background.

We spent the next few hours in bed, probably pissing off our neighbors.

After, we started the shower, letting it warm up. I combed my hair as he brushed his teeth, having to be patient. It took forever. It was an older building.

“Where did you get that?” I pointed to a bruise on his stomach.

“Toddler donkey kicked me,” he mumbled through a mouth full of suds. Cackling, I put my hand over my eyes. He spat into the sink. “They tried to jump off the table. They were mad I didn’t let them, too.”

“Oh, no!” I continued to giggle.

He chuckled, looking down at it. “Eh, it’s okay. Still better than pumping drunks’ stomachs at two in the morning.”

I moved into the shower stall. “I hope your dad doesn’t have to work tonight.”

“Nah, he’s off. He’s taking mom out to dinner, I think,” he replied, following behind me. His arms wrapped around my stomach, kissing the base of my neck. “This is still one of my favorite things to do with you,” he uttered against it.

Grinning, I leaned back into his touch. “Mine, too.”

As we got ready to leave for the restaurant, I felt my nerves build up as I thought about the gift I was about to give him. It was already waiting in my purse, where it had been for a couple of days. Edward was in a chatty mood, smiling and happy as he moved around me. He kept giving me kisses and telling me how much he adored me or how beautiful I was. Before we left, he assisted in putting on my bracelet from our first Christmas together and a diamond and platinum necklace from our fifth anniversary. My dress felt too tight, but he loved it. I rarely wore it. It was something Alice helped me pick out for some hospital function. It was floor-length, violet, and sequined. I wore flats because I was still clumsy when I was anxious.

But that almost didn’t stop me.

In the parking lot beside his car, I tripped over my dress. Edward was already holding onto me, his arm around my waist. Before I could even tip forward, he grabbed my forearm and whirled me to his chest. It made me laugh loudly in scared shock, gripping onto his shoulders. He twisted both of his arms around me tightly.

“Please don’t sprain your ankle again,” he joked with a smile, squeezing me.

“Oh, my god! Can you imagine!” I giggled. I laid my face against his jacket and shook my head. “That would be my luck.” I let out a breath as my heart quieted down.

“Don’t worry, I’ll always be here to catch you,” he promised before giving me the sweetest kiss.

The restaurant we went to wasn’t all that busy. Halloween wasn’t usually. It was for kids and not adults at upscale French places. Luckily, anniversaries were good excuses to get out of kid’s parties. My friends and family were smart enough to know not to even ask this year. We had taken the weekend off just to make sure we had this time together- alone. Ten years was a big deal.

As soon as we sat down, Edward ordered a bottle of champagne from the server who was already standing by it. It startled me.

“Wait, wait, wait,” I laughed, putting my hand on his. I looked up at the confused waiter. “Actually, could you give us a few minutes? I’m sorry,” I smiled awkwardly. I should have known he would do something like that, but I figured I had more time.

“Of course,” he replied, hurrying away.

My boyfriend was instantly worried. I squeezed his palm. Clearing my throat, I sat back. I honestly believed I was going to throw up. It was a real possibility. “I thought I’d be able to wait a little longer to give you your gift, but I don’t think I can.”

“Oh,” he chuckled. “That’s sweet. You really-” He shook his head as I pulled the small, long jewelry box out of my purse. I couldn’t let him argue with me. It looked as if it was for a watch because it was originally. The timepiece was also in my bag in a tiny velvet sack. Something else was housed inside, though.

“Well, it’s just that it’s the biggest thing I’ve given you. And the most expensive,” I laughed, glancing away. My hands were shaking, so I pulled them into my lap. I felt as if my heart was going to beat out of my chest. If I looked at him, I knew I would cry.

“Should I be worried?” He teased as he picked it up.

Giggling, I closed my eyes for a moment. “Yes, very.”

Laughing, he opened the box. The stick in a vacuum-sealed bag was wrapped in a plastic-y piece of paper, the end of the pregnancy test poking out of it. Edward instantly seized it, not looking at the ultrasound. It slowly floated to the table. It was curled in on itself from being encircled around it.

His hand flew to his mouth as his eyes watered. “Seriously?” He breathed.

I nodded. He laughed louder, flying from his seat to hug me. His arms wrapped around my thighs and lifted me up in the air as he kissed me. My arms coiled tightly around his neck. I was trying so hard not to cry, smiling as I returned his affection. “I love you,” I whispered in his ear. “Daddy,” I giggled the word.

“I love you, too,” he choked out through thick emotions. “Yes!” He shouted, bouncing me as he did. “I’m going to be a father!” He fist-pumped in the air.

There was a gasp that went through the restaurant, and I realized I recognized some of them. Looking around, I saw first our best friends, Alice and Jasper, who were holding their toddler. She had a pacifier in her mouth, her blond curls pulled into pigtails. She was grinning behind it. And at the table with them were Emmett and Rose with their two kids. She was several months pregnant and due at Christmas. At the table beside them were Edward’s parents and mine too, with their new spouses, Phil and Sue. Flushing, I met all of their gazes.

“What’s going on?” I giggled as I looked at them, then back at my boyfriend.

He laughed almost hysterically. “I’m sorry.” He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, sniffling. His smile was enormous. “I should have done this sooner, but I was going to wait until we had champagne.” He got down on his knees in front of me and pulled a ring box from his jacket pocket. “Isabella Swan, will you please do me the honor of becoming my wife?”

All the tears I had been holding back came flooding out as I laughed too. I nodded because I couldn’t talk because I was crying too hard, but I held out my hand. He slipped the ring on and bounced back to his feet to pull me into a hug and kiss. He lifted me into the air again, spinning me in place.

There were cheers and whoops from our friends and family who filled the seats. I hadn’t even noticed that some of our work colleagues were there too. He placed me down to my feet, putting his hands on my hips as he pulled back to look at me. “We’re going to have a baby!” Holding his gaze, I slowly shook my head. He cocked his face to the side, confused. His smile grew. “Twins?” I shook it once more.

His expression morphed six times in two seconds, then suddenly he remembered the paper on the table. He moved so quickly to pick it up that he almost tripped over his own feet. When he unrolled it, his eyes went over it repeatedly. Then he swayed in place. Putting his hand on the tabletop, the color drained from his face.

“Triplets?” He breathed. He looked up, then down at the sheet, blinking rapidly. “Three? We’re-” Edward covered his mouth for a moment. “Um, you said- Oh, my god! We’re having THREE!” He shouted the last word.

Another gasp rolled through our friends and family. They had stood up to congratulate us, but they all stopped when they heard. I had told no one, only finding out the week before. I was about eight weeks and not showing at all. I wanted him to be the first to know. I wasn’t sure if we could hide it until Christmas, but I considered telling the entire group then.

But this was better.

Gazing at my ring, I grinned at it. It was lovely, but his taste was remarkable. “I’m going to be able to wear this for like a week before I swell up like a balloon.” Edward chuckled, putting the paper on the table and pulling me into another embrace. “By the way, I have an actual anniversary gift for you. It’s the watch that came in the box,” I kissed his ear, whispering the words so only he could hear them. “It’s engraved on the back. It says, ‘To my incredible future husband, and the father of my children- I love you.’”

“You were going to propose to me with it?” I nodded, making him chuckle as he laid his forehead against mine.

“Well, it just made sense since we’ve always done things in our own time.”

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12/14/2020

The Halloween Fair: Part Thirteen

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Part Thirteen: Epilogue

About Two months later...

Edward and I did everything fast. Not that I minded. We spent every weekend together and talked on the phone every night we weren’t. We were completely wrapped up in each other. He was my world. And I knew I was his. There was no better feeling in the entire universe.

I spent Christmas with the Cullens, which was a wild affair. They never did anything small. But the best part of the evening was when he and I retired to his room to be alone.

We carried mugs of hot chocolate with us as we wandered up the stairs together. All the couples were off doing their own things. We already had our gifts for each other up there. He had his hand on my lower back as we walked. We always seemed to be touching in some way. It didn’t feel right if we weren’t. He still wanted to carry me everywhere.

Sitting on his couch in silence while all wrapped up in a blanket, we drank our delicious beverages. He had one arm around my shoulder, my head leaned against his. It was perfectly relaxing. I was about halfway through when Edward took my mug from my hands and set it to the side. I looked at him with a curious expression. He smiled slightly. “Sorry. I’m impatient.”

I giggled. “My present isn’t that amazing. Sorry.”

“No, not about that. I can’t wait to give you yours,” he stated, rolling his eyes dramatically. It was playful and cute.

“You know you didn’t need to get me anything. You’re enough.”

He rolled his eyes again. “Hush, alright? Just enjoy it. Make that part of my gift, please?”

He found my distaste of people buying me things as annoying as Alice did. I sighed heavily but nodded my head. “Okay.”

Smiling excitedly, he went to retrieve it. It was a tiny box, and that scared me. Small for the Cullens usually meant it cost... a lot. I bit my lip to keep from complaining. He sat down beside me and tugged me into his lap. He wrapped both arms around me securely, his chin on my shoulder. He placed the minuscule blue package on my palm, and I just sort of stared at it for a moment.

“Open it,” he whispered as he pushed my hair away from my neck.

“Edward...” I began, but he gently nibbled on my ear to shut me up.

“Open it, for God’s sake. It won’t bite you. But I might if you don’t hurry,” he teased. “I’m dying here, love.”

Sighing, I shook my head. Taking the white ribbon off, I carefully removed the top. I gasped softly when I saw what was inside. “Edward,” I breathed his name again.

He took the silver bracelet out and secured it onto my wrist before rotating the little heart charm so I could read the engraving.

EC+IS

“Well, I thought about screaming it from the highest rooftop, but that would take me away from you for far too long. Then I considered carving it into a tree, but you know, that’s bad for the environment. So, I decided it would be easier to have it etched into silver that I love you.”

I twisted in his arms and kissed him furiously, making him laugh. “You are so cheesy!” I giggled in between kisses.

“Just what every man wants to hear when he confesses his love for the first time...”

Quickly shaking my head, I grabbed his face and smashed my lips to his once more. “I.” Kiss. “Love.” Kiss. “You.” Kiss. “So.” Kiss. “Much.”

Laughing, he gently grabbed my hair so he could pull me back a little. His intense green eyes peered into mine. “Really?”

“Yes! Of course, I do. I love you. With all of my heart. From the very first kiss.”

“Oh, Bella...” He trailed off softly, tracing his fingers over my cheek. He laid his forehead against mine.

Grinning, I looked at the bracelet. “It’s so pretty. Thank you. Now, it’s time for my gift,” I said eagerly, about to hop up to get it. He grabbed my waist, keeping me in place.

“Later. I want to kiss my love right now.”

Laying me back on the couch, much as he had on that first night, Edward kissed me. No. It was more than that. It was extraordinary. The way he tasted and touched me... I couldn’t have been happier.

We didn’t make love that evening, even though we both really wanted to. We talked about it seriously. But he said he had something special planned for us. I wouldn’t argue. He would let me know when he was ready. I was his whenever he wanted me. We couldn’t rush this, and some things are worth the wait.

On New Year’s Eve, I got ready in the room he reserved at the hotel for the night. The University of Washington was having a big formal dance. Edward booked a suite as soon as he found out about it. I don’t know how else he could get a place like it for the holiday otherwise. He was already downstairs. He explained he had some things to do before midnight.

I detested the dress Alice picked out for me. But I hated myself even more for letting her pick it. It was a... tube. Tight, it hugged my body, and it had shiny blue sequins. Cutting off at my thighs, it was a good seven inches above my knees. My breasts were pushed up uncomfortably by the strapless bra she got for it. The urge to pull off the thong and leave it behind was almost overwhelming. I was going to murder her. Painfully and slowly. She was lucky she was two hours away from me right then.

I straightened my hair and applied my makeup carefully. Finally, I dabbed a couple of spots of perfume on my neck and wrists. My knees were shaking, I was so nervous. I wasn’t sure what Edward would think about my look. We had gone on many dates, but we were usually in jeans. I had never dressed up for him before. I knew he would look good, though. He looked great no matter what he wore, but the idea of him in a tux was intoxicating.

Taking the elevator downstairs, I nervously fidgeted with my dress. I kept pulling it down, wishing it would magically grow longer. But as soon as the doors opened, none of that mattered.

Edward was standing in the lobby, speaking to someone else in a tuxedo. He was chatting and laughing, smiling about something. He looked magnificent. I stepped out and walked towards him, determined to have my arms around him.

A second later, he saw me, and his smile grew. He left whoever was talking to him without even saying another word and strode to me. We met halfway.

“You look incredible,” I remarked, smiling up at him. I felt entirely too flushed.

“You’re one to talk. Good god. Let’s just go back to the room now,” he sighed as his hands slid to my waist.

I laughed as he tugged me closer and scattered kisses across my shoulder. “Don’t you want to dance with me?”

“Nu-uh,” he muttered in response, kissing the nape of my neck.

“Don’t you want to be here for the countdown?” I tried another way.

“No,” he whispered against my ear.

“Don’t you want to show off your sexy girlfriend and make all your friends jealous?” I inquired sarcastically, rolling my eyes.

“Well, I guess there is time for that,” he chuckled before he suckled on my earlobe. “Besides, I want to get pictures of you in this dress.”

“Yeah, you better get photos. I’m never going to wear this thing again,” I scowled as he tugged me inside the ballroom.

He brought his lips to my ear once more. “I’m honestly more interested in how it looks on the floor.”

I felt my knees go weak.

We danced, drank punch, took stupid pictures, and talked with his friends. He never let go of me the entire night, and I loved it. We sat at one of the tables, taking a break around eleven forty. I was perched on his lap with my legs crossed, so I didn’t flash anyone. One of his hands was on my thigh, while the other was tracing lazy patterns on my stomach. His face was buried deep into my neck, sucking and covering it with kisses. I was trying not to squeal and laugh as he did, my arms around his neck. He laughed breathlessly at my wiggling in his lap, nipping at my flesh. I groaned, my head falling back for a moment. “Oh, Edward... stop-p...” I simpered.

“Why?” He asked, then licked my earlobe.

I opened my eyes to see a couple was staring at us. An angry-looking tall strawberry-blond with furious blue eyes kept flashing us dirty looks. She was standing beside a lanky, dark-skinned man who was whispering furiously in her ear. She appeared to be pouting, her arms crossed over her chest.

“We’re being watched.”

“Mm, I don’t care,” he grinned against my skin, but he slowly pulled away and looked at his watch. “But I do have something I want to show you.”
He set me to my feet and stood himself.

“What’s that?”

“You’ll see,” he smiled, placing a small kiss on my cheek before we walked out of the room.

We strolled directly past the couple, and I heard the girl huff heavily. Edward didn’t even peek her way. I don’t think he noticed anyone else but me. His arm was securely wrapped around my waist as he led me to the elevators. When I glanced back once more, I saw her stomp her foot.

“We’re going to miss the countdown,” I stated as he pressed the button to our suite.

He shook his head. “No, we won’t. Trust me. I have something special planned.” He pulled me closer as we stood in the elevator with a tug of my arm, wrapping it around his neck. He lowered his lips to mine and kissed me hard.

Moaning into his mouth, my hands rested on his throat. One of his pressed against the small of my back, the other resting on my bottom. He squeezed and massaged gently, my lower body grinding against his. It was rather apparent he was enjoying himself, too.

His eyes never left mine as we walked to our room. He forced me against the door and kissed me once more, one hand above my head while the other searched his pocket for the card key. It took him a few moments to find it. I’m sure the fact my knee was grazing his inner thigh while my foot rubbed against his calf didn’t distract him at all.

Finally, we stepped inside, continuing to make out. With a little giggle, I jumped up to wrap my legs around his waist. He groaned loudly, his hands going to my ass. I saw his eyes flicker to the clock. “Ten minutes...” he muttered to himself.

“I can’t think of a better way to start the new year,” I mused as I kissed his jaw.

“I can,” he whispered, touching my hair. “I actually need to talk to you about something.”

“Anything,” I promised, pulling away to look at him. I rubbed my fingers over the back of his neck, playing with the soft curls behind his ears.

Taking a deep breath, he touched his forehead to mine. “I want to make love to you tonight. I want to show you how much I love you. You were the best thing about this year. And I know you’ll be the best thing about the next. And the one after that and the one after that...” He started as a small blush covered his cheeks. “If you don’t want to, I understand. But I’d rather be alone with you in my arms than in a crowd of people I hardly know.”

“I’m yours.” I pressed my lips to his.

“Bella, I want you to think about this. I don’t want you to regret this for a moment-” I forced my mouth against his again.

“I told you that first weekend, I am ready whenever you are.”

He set me to my feet and gingerly pecked my lips and cheeks. I tugged off his jacket, throwing it to the floor. Stroking my hair, his fingers wound into it. I felt as if I was being worshiped by him.

Somehow he was undressed before me, only in his boxers, as he kissed my shoulders and collarbone. Though, I honestly didn’t have much to shed. One simple zipper-ride down and I would be in nothing but my underwear too.

The hotel was alive below us. I could hear cheering and laughing as they started their countdown to midnight at the five-minute mark.

Edward turned me slowly and peppered my shoulder blades with kisses. With one hand on my stomach, the other pulled the zipper down. It went to the ground in a blue sequined puddle, and I stepped out of it. I shifted in his arms so I could look at him. His lips met mine in a passionate kiss as his hands slid to the back of my bra. With a simple twist of his fingers, the fabric snapped away from my body and fell to the floor.

Sighing happily, his hand molded to my breast. My nipples hardened at his touch, and I took a deep breath in pleasure. He brought his lips to my ear and whispered softly, “I will marry you one day. I will make you my wife.”

I spun slowly and saw the sweet sincerity in his eyes. Nodding, I wasn’t saying yes. But I was letting him know that one day, I would. His warm hands grazed my sides as he lowered his soft mouth to my chest, lightly kissing my beating heart. It thundered at his touch.

“I love you,” I sighed as he brought his lips up to mine. I would never get enough of his kisses.

We walked back to the bed, my knees buckling as I hit the edge of the mattress. I fell backward, pulling him on top of me. He was always so careful to make sure he didn’t hurt me. Lightly, his tongue traced my breast, bringing one of my hard nipples into his mouth. He suckled it for a moment, releasing it with a pop.

Gasping, I forced my hips against his. “I want you. Please,” I panted, my head falling back against the pillows as he tormented the other nipple. “I want you inside of me.”

His eyes were half-lidded with desire, and his lips gleaming with moisture. “Are you sure?”

Nodding, I flexed my hips, so his erection brushed against my apex. He quietly moaned.

I tugged his boxers down, and he kicked them off the edge of the bed. His talented hands worked my panties off next. He dipped one of his fingers inside me, feeling how wet I was just for him. I was soaked, the liquid gathering already. I didn’t need any more torture. We literally had two months of foreplay.

“Make love to me, Edward. Please. I need you.”

He grabbed a condom from the nightstand, something I didn’t know he put there. I was grateful he had thought to do so. I gently massaged him while he tore the package with his teeth. Carefully, I took the latex from the foil and rolled it onto him. I was almost proud of myself that I did it right the first time without fumbling. He pressed his hips forward with the touch of my hand, his eyes half-closed.

I just wanted him to dive into me. I was his, and I needed him so badly it hurt. But he had other ideas. He lowered his lips to mine and lightly kissed the corners of my mouth. His hand traced my hairline, over my ear, and across my jaw. His dark gaze was full of passion. I panted as my heart pounded. Looking at him was almost enough.

“I love you,” he whispered as he peered at me. I felt him brush against my entrance, and I shifted my hips for more.

“Please...”

He brought his mouth to mine and kissed me roughly. Grabbing one of my thighs, he massaged it with his palm. Our lower bodies moved against each other, his hard-on teasing me. It swept across my sensitive clit. Crying out, I closed my eyes.

The crowd got louder downstairs as the countdown began.

10...

9...

8...

7...
“I don’t want to waste another second of my life not being in you,” he purred, a breath away from my lips.

With that, he pressed deep inside of me.

6...

5...

4...

3...

2...

1...

There was pressure, but only for a moment. It wasn’t the pain I braced myself for. My body relaxed under his heat. I felt my thighs flood with liquid. Edward groaned softly, his head falling forward as he enveloped himself deeper.

I vaguely heard the cheering and music downstairs and the fireworks outside the windows. But all I could focus on was our movements. I was his, and he was mine.

He went slowly at first, but I could tell his control was waning.

“Harder,” I egged him on, knowing my words would make him lose it. They were always enough when we did other things.

Growling, he grabbed my knee at the bend and pulled it upwards. My legs spread wider apart for him. Shoving himself deeper, he moved at a steady pace. I gasped, my eyes rolling back into my head. With this new angle, he rubbed against my clit.

His fingers were incredible inside of me, but they were nothing compared to this. This was perfection. The fireworks going on outside had nothing on the ones exploding in my vision. I dug my nails deep into Edward’s shoulders, shouting. “YES! Yes... yes...” I chanted, my voice quivering.

He hissed through gritted teeth, and I could tell he wanted to hold out for longer. But I wanted him to lose control. We had all night and the rest of our lives for more. I needed him to feel pleasure. I forced my hips up hard, my hands tugging on the back of his hair.

“Bella,” he moaned, completely lost to the sensation.

“I’m yours- all of me. Take me,” I spoke as sensually as possible. Edward’s grip on my thigh tightened, and his eyes squeezed shut. His mouth hung open as he panted, twitching inside of me.

His arms seemed to turn into Jello then. He fell down on top of me, his face buried in my neck.

“That was unbelievable,” He was breathless, his voice low.

I giggled. “Just wait until I get a little practice.”

Moaning happily, Edward kissed my throat. “It is going to be a wonderful year.”

Thanks to Gina for proofreading!

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Part Twelve

All six of us stayed in the living room with Carlisle while watching movies and eating pizza. Though we were all cuddled up, everyone was, of course, chaste around their father. Alice was still on her horror movie kick. This time, we watched Halloween. She ignored my eye rolls. Edward loved it.

“Alright,” the older gentleman began around ten that night. He was dressed in scrubs and wearing his freshly washed coat. He cleared his throat as he patted his pockets. “I guess I’m heading out. I’ll see you all tomorrow. Call me if you need anything. Bella, do you need a stronger painkiller to help you sleep?”

“No, sir. I’m fine. Thank you,” I smiled. It was already feeling a lot better than it did the night before, even if it was black and purple. Edward kept me fairly well distracted.

“If it gets worse…” he trailed off. I quickly nodded in understanding. Dr. Cullen yawned before sighing. “Ugh, I just want to go get a beer and have more pizza and watch stupid movies with you guys,” he pouted as he marched off towards the door. “Be safe!”
“Goodnight, Dad!” Emmett called to him. “You got this!”

“Thanks,” he mumbled. “Love you all,” he said as the door shut behind him.

Edward and I looked at each other and smiled. I wouldn’t be the first to suggest we go up to his room, though I could use my foot as an excuse. But no one would believe that.

Thankfully, Alice fixed that problem for me. “Well… bye,” she chirped before she hopped off the couch and pranced off to her room. Jasper’s eyes got a little wider as he grinned. He hurried to follow her.

“Please don’t make me an uncle!” Edward begged.

“Got that covered,” we heard him reply as he rushed up the stairs after his tiny girlfriend.

“Literally,” Emmett laughed. Rose smirked. I was pink, trying not to giggle at my boyfriend’s obvious disgust. “So, Bella, I think it’s time to have that special talk, young lady. About the birds and the bees-”

I threw my melted ice bag at his head, clocking him in the cheek. It made a wet, sloppy noise as the plastic splatted against his skin. He didn’t even flinch.

“Good shot, love,” Edward chuckled as he picked me up. He turned to look at his brother. “Don’t make me an uncle either.”

Rosalie stood, shaking her head. “I’m on birth control, actually. I’m not that stupid,” she mumbled. “Aren’t you too, Bella?” She asked meanly as she tilted her face to the side.

“Goodnight!” I snapped at them, burying my nose in his neck. Yes, I certainly was.

“Have fun!” Emmett sang as we walked up the stairs. “Let me know if you need any tips, bro.”

“Go fuck yourself,” he replied.

He took me into his bathroom to get cleaned up before bed. I brushed my hair and teeth, scrubbing my face clean before I slipped on the satiny baby blue nightgown. The hem barely covered my panties, and the v cut low at the chest, showing off what meager cleavage I had.

I opened the door and leaned against the frame. He was lying in bed in just his sleep pants. Edward let out a slow, unsteady breath. Rolling to the side to get a better look, he rested his temple on his fist. “Oh… wow.”

Fidgeting with my gown, I looked down at my feet. I didn’t know what to do with my hands. My heart was beating fast suddenly. “I don’t know what to do with myself.”

“You don’t have to do anything,” he promised. He got out of bed to scoop me up once again. I laughed, my arms going around his neck. “I’m going to be a little sad when your foot is all better. I won’t have an excuse to do this all the time.”

“You can pick me up whenever you want. I love it.”

Edward playfully spun us around, my head falling back so my hair went around us. He was chuckling too. After, he put me in the center of the mattress, quickly crawling beside me.

“Are you ready for bed?” He questioned as he kissed my shoulder, his big soft hand resting on my hip. Slowly, I shook my head. I could feel his smile against my skin. “What would you like to do?”

I rolled over so my chest was pressed against his and immediately brought him into an intense kiss. He moaned, his fingers sliding into my hair.

We didn’t go to sleep for hours.

It was just before eleven when we woke up, and everything was quiet besides the rain. Edward was awake beside me, watching me. He smiled as he leaned in for a tender peck on my lips.

I realized it was exactly how I wanted to wake up every single morning for the rest of my life.

“Why don’t we get a shower, and I’ll make you some breakfast, hm?” He offered, trailing kisses across my forehead.

He put me in one of his clean UW hoodies once we got dressed to keep me warm. The house was still silent when we went into the living room. Their father wasn’t home yet, and his siblings were still asleep.

Edward sat me down on the sofa, passing me the remote. “I’m going to make you a proper meal. Any requests?”

“Surprise me,” I replied. He winked before hurrying off to the kitchen.

I got more comfortable on the couch, my foot up on a pillow as I lounged on the cushions. I just turned it onto Netflix, flipping through my options. It was on Edward’s profile, so I looked through his list of offerings he wanted to watch. There were a lot of documentaries and artsy films.

After a few moments, I heard the front door crack open. I assumed it was Carlisle. Automatically turning to see, I realized it was Esme back from her trip. She was finely dressed in a fashionable white coat, her lovely hair styled perfectly into a swirling bun at the top of her head. She pulled off her bug-eyed sunglasses and put them on top of her skull.

She grinned when she saw me. “Hello, Bella! How are you, sweetheart?” She asked, coming into the living room to greet me properly. “Oh, no! What happened to your foot?”

“I tripped on Friday at the fair,” I explained. I supposed she hadn’t spoken to her husband at all, or our little drama wasn’t important enough for him to share. “It’s just sprained. I’ll be fine in a couple of days, I think.”

Pouting, she petted the back of my hair gently. “I’m so sorry. So, where’s Alice?”

“Still asleep,” I answered quickly, flushing.

She shook her head. “It’s afternoon! Lazy girl.”

“Alright, love,” Edward began as he came towards the living room. He couldn’t see us. “So, I made you some eggs and toast. I hope scrambled is okay. I’m not very good at cooking and-” He stopped when he turned the corner. “Oh! Hi, Mom!”

Confused, she looked between us. He cleared his throat and brought the tray he was carrying over to me. He set it on the coffee table. “Hello,” she spoke slowly.

“Um, so I’ve got some coffee started. Would you like that, milk, or juice?” He inquired before glancing up at her. “Can I get you a cup, too?”

“Sure…” she drew out.

“Milk,” I answered when he looked at me. It felt as if my face was on fire.

“Oh, I think I missed something,” she mumbled to herself when he rushed into the kitchen to go get those. “Love?” She glanced at me and smiled, touching my shoulder. I ducked my head, embarrassed for some reason I couldn’t explain. “That’s nice. I’m going to put my suitcase away. I’ll be right back.”

The rest of the weekend passed far too quickly. Time had never moved so fast for me before. I hated it. I wanted to curse it because it felt as if it was stealing seconds away from me and keeping me from Edward. Somehow, it was already Monday morning, and he offered to drop me off at school before he had to head back to Seattle for the week. Alice was taking my truck, so I could make it back to my house in the afternoon. She could ride home with Jasper or Emmett. She knew I wanted as much time with my new boyfriend as possible.

I was surprised when he stepped out of the car and went over to my side. I was just expecting him to drop me off at the front. My foot was feeling much better, though it was still wrapped. The little ballet slippers I was wearing were comfortable, at least. When I stood up to my full height, he placed a gentle kiss on my cheek.

“What are you doing?”

“Walking you to class, if that’s alright?” He offered me his hand.

I took it with a brief grin, swiftly nodding. He was so sweet. We strolled in the general direction of my first lesson, his palm slipping behind my back to my hip. I couldn’t help but notice the many stares we got. He was Edward Cullen, the hot and mysterious senior from last year. Everyone knew him, or knew of him, at the very least. And I was nerdy, quiet Bella. Blushing, l just kept looking down at my feet.

“What’s the matter, love?” He questioned as we stopped in front of the hallway. The bell hadn’t rung yet, and the courtyard was filled with people. I leaned against the wall, wishing I could sink into it. I don’t think he noticed everyone gawking.

“We’re being watched,” I responded quietly, my nose burning with the heat of my blush. The early morning air was too cool, stinging my cheeks.

He chuckled softly and leaned in before he spoke. “Then let’s give them something to look at.”

Closing the distance between us, he placed his hands on my hips to tug me closer. My arms automatically went around his neck as our lips touched. At first, it was gentle -sweet and soft presses. But then it became more demanding. I twisted my head to the side, giving him better access to my mouth. We were pressed chest to chest. I wanted nothing more than to have the privacy to continue further.

I groaned loudly when I heard the warning bell ring, causing him to chuckle once more. “I’ll see you next weekend, okay?” He promised, brushing his fingers over my jaw. “Call tonight, and let me know how your foot is doing.”

Giggling, I straightened the lapel of his jacket. “Eight hours won’t make much of a difference.”

He rolled his eyes and smirked. “I just want to hear your voice.”

Pushing up on my good foot, I placed a final soft kiss on his lips. “I’ll talk to you tonight.”

Grinning, he pressed his forehead to mine. “Goodbye, Bella,” he spoke my name in a whisper.

“Bye,” I replied, my tone pitiful to even my ears.

I walked the rest of the way to my homeroom in a haze. It was so weird to be so happy and yet sad at the same time. I already missed him, pathetically enough. He probably wasn’t even out of the parking lot.

Plopping down at my desk, I set my binder down with a huff. I put my chin on the palm of my hand, propping myself up. I dejectedly drew doodles of hearts, swirls, and stars. The air changed around me, and I knew someone was staring at me. And they wanted to get my attention. Slowly, I turned to see Jessica Stanley gaping at me with wide eyes.

“Oh, my god! Was that who I think it was?” She started out with a big smile. She was leaning in way too close for my taste.

“Who did you think it was?” I countered, knowing she already did.

“Come on. Don’t play coy. Was that Edward Cullen you were sucking face with?”

“Yes.” I lifted my chin in the air. But it wasn’t ‘sucking face.’ It was a kiss between lovers. Not that she would understand that in the least.

She sighed dreamily. “Oh! He’s so hot! And he’s in college now, too. How in the world did you get his attention?”

Smiling to myself slightly, I blushed as I looked down at my drawing. “I went to the fair with his brother and sister. I fell, and he caught me.” It was oversimplified, but it was the truth. That’s how it all started, I think. I fell for him completely. Or maybe on him. Perhaps both.

“Oh! That’s so romantic! I would love to fall into Edward Cullen’s arms. He could catch me anytime,” Jessica continued to ramble, not that I paid attention to her after the last sentence. I didn’t care. My mind was in other happier places.

Though, I did agree with one thing. He could catch me anytime.

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Part Eleven

Not ten seconds later, there was a banging on his door.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Edward asked against my lips, making me snort. “What?!” He shouted as he looked over his shoulder.

“I wanna play with my best friend!” Alice joked from behind it in a purposefully childish voice.

“I wanna play with her too,” he purred, making my cheeks instantly heat as I grinned. My nails dragged down the back of his neck as I lifted my head to peck at his lips. “She’s not a toy!” He growled at her as my mouth traveled to his stubble covered cheek.

“Unlock the door!” She demanded. “Edward!” We could hear her stamp her foot.

He sighed and huffed, pushing himself off the couch with his hands on the arm. Stomping over to it, he threw it open. “You’ve been trying for months to get us together, and now that we are, you can’t leave us alone?”

Ignoring his words, she walked past him to me. “Come downstairs, and I’ll do your hair and nails,” she lightheartedly offered. I groaned. “Oh, don’t act as if you’re surprised. It’s what I do.”

“But I don’t wanna.”

She tilted her head to the side. “I don’t care. We want to gossip.” She grabbed my arm and tugged on it. Moaning in complaint, I didn’t move. “Please?!”

“You’re not even going to pretend,” her brother muttered under his breath. “You’re pathetic.”

“No, I’m not! Now, carry her to my room for me, please,” she ordered with a smile. Alice then pointed to the door. “Or we can do it here, and you can just leave. Whichever, I don’t care.”

“You’re so bossy,” I scolded as I stood. I had to push myself up with my hands, carefully balancing so I wouldn’t fall over.

“Yeah, I know,” she grinned as if I was complimenting her. He shook his head, coming over to me. He quickly swept me off my feet. Squeaking and giggling, I put my arms around him happily. This was promptly becoming my favorite way to travel.

Rose was already waiting for us on Alice’s pink and white frilly bed. It had the ugliest pastel cotton candy-colored netting around it and a million stuffed animals. Laying on her stomach, she had her feet in the air. She grinned wickedly when she saw us.

“Are you ever going to walk again, Bella?” She joked, smirking as she put her chin on her palm.

“Why would she want to when I’m willing to carry her around?” He snapped back, placing me in his sister’s large Papasan chair that took up one corner of her room. He adjusted it, so my foot was on the ottoman, propping the teddy bear that was in the seat before in my lap. “I’m going to go get you some more ice and a different painkiller to help with the swelling. It’s good to alternate them. What would you like to drink?”

“Just a bottle of water. Thank you,” I answered as I pecked a quick kiss on his lips when he leaned in. His fingers rubbed the back of my head gingerly as he returned it.

“Wow,” Rosalie whispered after we watched him go. “Look at him. You’ve already got him whipped.”

“Shut up,” I barked. “He’s just sweet.” I squeezed the stuffed animal to me. “He’s so caring.”

“So, why did you take so long?” Alice demanded again. She wasn’t going to waste any time.

Blushing, I slowly opened my mouth. “Uh… I took a shower.”

“Alone?” Rose pressed. I pushed my lips together. I couldn’t answer. “Girl! What did you two do?”

“I’m still a virgin!” I blurted out quickly, putting my hands up. Giggling, she clapped her hand over her mouth. “Stop. I am!” She actually snorted. “Stop!”

“Oh, I believe you,” she smirked again.

“Eddie is a prude, but he’s so into you. It’s crazy,” his sister murmured, shaking her head. She looked over at her other best friend. “See, I told you they’d be good together.”

“It’s been a day,” she countered.

“He’s already in love with her,” she suggested knowingly. Rose scoffed, rolling her eyes as she shook her pretty head. “I know him. He totally is.”

Everyone got still when we heard steps on the landing before the door opened. We watched Edward return with a chilled bottle of water and the pills. He cracked it open and passed it to me. He knelt beside me as I popped them into my mouth. Pulling the blue ice bag from his hoodie pocket, he gingerly placed it on the top of my foot. “Do you need anything else, love?”

Alice’s eyes got huge behind his head, her hands going out at her sides and waving a little. Rose’s mouth snapped open in surprise. I just turned scarlet.

I couldn’t meet his gaze, quickly shaking my head. “No, thank you.”

“Call me if you need me, and I’ll rescue you. She doesn’t scare me,” he playfully whispered to me, loud enough for them to both hear.

“Leave,” she insisted. “We’ll let you know when we need you again, Doc. Go play with the boys or something.”

“Scream if you must,” he breathed, giving me one more big kiss before standing up. “I’ll be in my room.”

As soon as the door clicked behind him, my best friend squealed loudly and jumped up and down once. “Oh, my god! See!”

“Shhh…” I hissed at her. “You’re so loud.”

“So, you’re really a thing now, huh?” Rosalie pushed. “Like, you’re his girlfriend?” I nodded. “Aw, that’s sweet. And how did this happen exactly? You two couldn’t keep your eyes off of each other last night. It was adorable.”

Biting my lip for a moment, I considered not telling her. But I knew better. They would both pry until they got an answer. “After we got back from the fair, he started a scary movie, and you know how jumpy I am…” I trailed off. Playing with the teddy bear, I smoothed my fingers over the pink fluff. “And it was as if his arms were just waiting for me.”

“He did that on purpose,” Alice smirked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“You think?”

“Um, of course,” Rose snickered a little. “That’s why Em always puts them on. Then what happened?”

“He kissed me, and it was incredible.” My heart sped up at the memory. “But then you showed up,” I pouted, making a face as I pointed a sharp finger at Alice. “It was going really well.”

Shrugging, she brought her hand up. “Sorry. I didn’t know.” Then my best friend leaned in. “What happened after I left?”

“We went to bed,” I answered immediately. “We just cuddled,” I spoke in a whisper. My face was still wildly pink. They both giggled. “I. Am. Still. A. Virgin.” I insisted as I covered my eyes.

“Okay, so you’re still a virgin,” Rose nodded with a very knowing expression. “What did you do? Because you certainly didn’t just kiss.”

“I didn’t do anything,” I interjected before lowering my voice. “Only touched him a little.”

She made a high-pitched noise, her grin crazy. This was exactly the stuff they loved to talk about. I rarely had anything interesting to add.

“So… What did he do?” Alice promptly inquired next, looking over at her. She put her tongue between her teeth and wiggled her shoulders. “You said he started it this morning. What did he start, and did he finish it?”

I covered my eyes with my palms once more, making both of them break down into giggles. I shook my head, not wanting to tell them.

“Okay, you know Emmett and I do everything. Girl, nothing will shock us. Tell us! We won’t say a word to anyone,” my other friend urged.

“Except for them, and they’re both blabbermouths,” I argued as my fists plopped onto my thighs, my head still back against the cushion.

“We won’t tell them!” Alice promised. “I’ve never told Jasper any of Rose’s secrets.”

My face automatically scrunched up. “Because he doesn’t want to know about what kind of sex his twin sister is having, obviously,” I joked after I did an all-over body shiver. “Swear that you won’t say a word. Both of you.”

“We promise!” Alice tittered. Rosalie eagerly nodded. “Come on.”

“Why do you want to know?” I stalled.

“Um, Edward is shy. Uptight, prim. Prissy, even-” she continued.

“I get the point,” I interrupted.

“Okay, but after the drama of the summer-” she went on, but I cut her off once again.

“Hey! Why didn’t you ever tell me about that?” I demanded, just trying to change the subject, but it was a valid question. Alice barely brought up her brother in conversation. Normally, he was too boring as far as she was concerned. If she talked about him, it was only in passing.

Frowning, she shook her head. “Because he was devastated! I’m really not that much of a gossip, I swear. I wouldn’t want a soul to know what happened here. Poor Edward. And Mom and Dad don’t know what happened, and everyone would like to keep it that way. They’re still friends with her parents, and they’re good people. Their daughters are just freaks.”

“Trust me. I won’t tell anyone either.” I frowned to myself, wrinkling my nose in disgust. “Poor Edward,” I repeated in agreement. “I guess he told you everything that happened?” His sister nodded.

“I kind of figured she was screwing around behind his back, but he was so loyal to her,” she sneered. “I never really liked her. She’s snobby as hell. Tanya’s like a brand-new garbage can. Shiny on the outside, but yet, still filled with trash.”

“I actually liked her,” Rosalie interjected with a slightly guilty grimace. “She seemed so normal when I met her. I don’t understand why she would agree to get married if she was fucking around behind his back. College is the perfect time for a clean start. Just let go.”

“Because she wasn’t finished using him yet,” she sighed, shaking her head. “The place they’d get together would be better than the dorm she’d be stuck in otherwise. That’s what I think, anyway.”

“Fuck her,” Rose muttered. She flicked her pretty hair over her shoulder. “Gross hoe. Who fucks their sister’s husband?”

“A gross hoe, obviously,” I agreed, making her smirk grow. “I can’t imagine doing that to anyone.”

“Thank goodness you’re an only child,” Alice laughed meanly. Automatically, I threw the pink bear at her. She easily caught it. Pretending to gag before I laughed too, I relaxed against the cushions. “This is perfect! Oh, my god! We’re going to be sisters one day,” she continued.

“Can we graduate high school before you plan all of our weddings, Ally?” I teasingly questioned. “Now, are you painting my nails, or can I go? I’m not telling you anything else.”

She pushed off the bed. “Oh, that’s a silly question. So, I was thinking maroon to go with your very stylish University of Washington shirt.”

“Okay, that’s fine,” I murmured with a pout. “Just my fingers. We’re not even attempting the toes.”

About an hour later, my fingernails were perfectly painted by Alice while Rosalie curled my hair. When she pulled out her cosmetics bucket, I shouted. “Edward!”

“That’s not even funny,” my tiny best friend complained.

About a minute later, he opened the door. “She’s got makeup, and we’re not going anywhere. Please save me now,” I stated innocently.

She rolled her eyes. “You could have just stood up and left,” she continued, throwing a chapstick at me. I quickly put it on before tossing it back at her. She caught it, laughing. We stuck our tongues out at each other. Then I blew her a kiss.

“I’m not sure I can stand up from this stupid chair. It’s eaten me,” I grumbled, taking both of Edward’s arms as he helped me to my single good foot. I kept the other one off the floor. We were chest to chest, and I swear I could hear his heart speed up as we got closer. “Thank you,” I breathed.

“My pleasure,” he assured me. “Ready?” I nodded, and his arms went around me, lifting me off the ground.

“Your shoulders are going to be so sore,” I teased.

He rolled his eyes, shaking his head. “You’re a tiny thing, love. I could carry you all day. I lift probably quadruple your weight at the gym.”

“Did she hurt your ego?” Rose jokingly called to his back as we left.

“Allow me,” I answered, flipping her off for him. She condescendingly grinned.

Just as we were out of her bedroom, I heard Carlisle from somewhere down on the bottom floor. “Pizza,” he moaned like a zombie. I heard his house slippers scooting against the hardwood. He walked to the bottom of the stairs and looked up at us. He was still in his pajamas, his flannel robe hanging off of him with his hair everywhere. “Pizza,” he groaned again, lifting his credit card.

“Dad wants you to order food, Ally,” her brother shouted.

“Oh! Yes!” She yelled, throwing herself from her chair and out of her room. She took the stairs two at a time. “Pizza. Pizza. Pizza,” she chanted to herself, pulling the plastic from his fingers. She planted a big kiss on his cheek before she pulled out her phone and skipped to the living room.

“Shall we go down there? I’m starving.” He made a face but relented, nodding in agreement.

Carlisle was already sitting in the middle of the couch, his head back and his mouth open like he was asleep. Confused, I tilted my face to the side. A little snore fell from his lips.

“Is he alright?”

“He’s not as good at working nights as he used to be,” Edward explained as he sat me down on the loveseat. He lounged beside me, pulling my feet onto his lap.

“You’ll see one day,” his father moaned, not opening his eyes. “You’ll be a doctor too, and you’ll see. Just wait. You will learn what it means to be tired. You’ll have a wife and children, and you will never sleep again.”

“Yeah, I intend to be a pediatrician, actually. Enjoy your emergency room,” he quipped with a cocky crooked grin. “I’m going to work at a clinic with regular office hours.”

His father sniffled. “Where’s the fun in that?”

“So, how was your Halloween, Dad?” He countered with a smirk. “What’s Mom doing again? Partying it up with her college besties while you’re pumping stomachs?”

He finally brought his head up to look at his son, his eyes narrowed in annoyance. There was black under them, smudging his ashen skin. “Just tell me when the food is here. I’m going back to bed.”

Thanks to Gina for proofreading!

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The Halloween Fair: Part Ten

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Part Ten

Edward shifted before getting off the bed. After tugging his boxers off entirely and tossing them onto the rocker for later, he went to the end of the mattress to unwrap my foot for me. Every time he exposed new skin, he would kiss it, rubbing my ankle gently as he did. He was so tender, pecking the top. His eyes peered into mine, and he grinned. Somehow, even though we were both nude, it was innocent.

Offering me his hand, I slowly stood up. He tugged me to his chest, holding me to him. I had to bend my head back to look up at him, my hair tickling me as I did. His fingers moved over my shoulders, tracing over my freckles. Biting my lip, I timidly brought mine to his abs. His breathing visibly picked up as my fingertips circled his belly button.

Finally, I pulled away from him and took his hand to lead him to the bathroom. It felt strange to walk around my house naked with a nude man. I was glad the shower was right by my room. Otherwise, I would have been too embarrassed to do it. He didn’t seem to mind.

He watched as I turned on the hot water all the way, leaning against the ugly pink shell-shaped sink. Edward looked too beautiful for the dank little space. When I peeked at him over my shoulder, he was gazing back with a grin.

Once it was ready, he picked me up by the waist and placed me inside the tub carefully. He continued to hold my hand as he stepped in, making sure I was stable. Tiny drops gathered on his pale skin, his half hooded eyes watching me intently. He looked like my fantasy.

Quickly, I threw my head back into the spray just so I didn’t stare at him too hard. He was perfect, and I had trouble standing on two feet.

“Here,” I offered, moving around him as cautiously as I could so he could get under the water. He held onto my waist as I did. It flowed down his chiseled chest in rivers. My gaze followed the path all the way down.

Openly gawking, I pressed myself to the wall. I couldn’t help it. His fingers ran through his slick hair, his eyes closed. When he opened them, his gaze focused entirely on me. It was full of longing. It took a moment to snap out of my daze and remember I needed to wash my own. We were in the shower for a reason, after all.

Quickly, I put a huge dab of the pink soap into my palms and lathered them up before I scrubbed my locks as my eyelids sank shut. Then I felt his hands slide on top of mine. I jumped, my eyes snapping open as I peered at him in surprise. Biting his lip, he took over, massaging the bubbles into my scalp. His fingers worked it until the foam slid down my shoulders. Stepping closer, I balanced on the tip of my toes on my injured foot.

Edward turned me, so I was under the water again. His body was flush with mine as he pushed his fingertips through my curls until I tilted my chin back into the stream. He helped work the shampoo free until it ran clear. When it did, he leaned forward and kissed my throat lightly.

Bending my head back further, I enjoyed the attention. “Do I get to wash yours now?”

“If you want to,” he smiled against my skin.

Reaching for the bottle, I put only a little in my palm. He had much less to clean. I gave him an apologetic look as I moved the pink soap between my fingers. The only other option was my Dad’s gross smelling dandruff stuff. I lifted my arms, working his beautiful bronze hair with my hands. He stooped down some, so I could reach.

“Mm, strawberries,” he taunted playfully, smirking.

“Would you like me to use the body wash too?” I offered with a raised eyebrow.

Jokingly, Edward scrunched up his nose. “No, thanks. I think I’ll smell fruity enough.”

I pretended to pout for a moment. “Aw, you don’t think I smell good?” I asked as I rinsed out his hair. He tilted his head until his muscles were standing out just a little.

“Oh, you smell fantastic. Good enough to eat as a matter of fact.” He turned me under the spray again, so my back was pressed against his chest. I heard a clicking behind me, then a sloppy splat. I glanced over my shoulder to see him putting my body wash into his hand.

His palms skimmed across my stomach, his hips pushed against my ass. Starting with slow, soothing circles, he washed my belly while his nose dragged over the back of my ear. Instead of lingering on my breasts, he gave them a quick once over before moving onto my shoulders and arms. My head fell against his pec, just enjoying all the affection he was lavishing on me.

As soon as the bubbles formed, the warm water washed them down my legs. I was so content that I never wanted to leave. With a soapy hand, Edward tilted my chin up so he could kiss my lips. “All clean,” he whispered against them.

Biting my lip, I pouted because I knew it was time to get out. I didn’t want to. But the water was already starting to get cold. We had probably been in for thirty minutes, at least. Quickly rinsing his hands, he switched off the shower for me.

Edward stepped out first and grabbed a towel to wrap around his slender waist. Then he got one for me too. Instead of just handing it to me, he dried me off. He didn’t miss a single spot, playfully nudging my arms up so he could even get my armpits. I couldn’t stop giggling. When he was satisfied, he wrapped it around me before picking me up. He didn’t set me to my feet on the mat but placed me on the vanity. Crossing my legs at the knees, I reclined back on my hands as I watched him dry off.

He still had water droplets running down his throat from his thick hair. Quickly and roughly, he ran his towel over his head and then his neck. His eyelids closed as he swiped the terry cloth over his chest. As it inched lower and lower, I made a little unintentional mewing sound in anticipation. His eyes snapped open, and he flushed when he realized how much I was loving the show. He promptly wrapped it back around his hips, tucking the corner tightly so it wouldn’t fall.

“Aw, why did you stop?” Mischievously, I pouted. “I was having fun.”

He walked to me, pulling my legs apart so he could stand between them. “Oh, really? Do you enjoy watching me?”

Once more, I bit my bottom lip and nodded. Edward chuckled, looking away for a moment. He leaned forward and swiftly kissed my lips just once. “I really don’t know why.”

“Um… Cuz you’re sexy,” I said in a stupidly childish and silly voice. “Obviously.”

He laughed again, louder this time. “Okay. If you say so.”

“I don’t think you see yourself clearly,” I replied as I traced my finger over the edge of the towel.

Instead of responding, he lowered his mouth to my throat and kissed and suckled at the nape. My hips pushed forward, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I pulled him back gently by the hair, kissing his lips deeply. Moaning against my lips, his hands slid down my back.

All the wiggling and squirming of making out loosened the hold on his towel after a few minutes. I could feel it drop to the floor, his erection pressed against the center of my moist thighs. The room was steamy, but he was hotter. I felt as if I was on fire. Edward gasped softly, his hips thrusting forward.

A couple of adjustments and he could be inside of me. We both wanted it so badly.

“It’s so tempting...” He muttered against my jaw as his lips dotted kisses up to my temple.

All I wanted to do was push my hips forward and beg him to take me. It would have been so easy. And I knew it would feel spectacular. I was too turned on for it not to be. I could imagine screaming out his name while he pumped inside of me, sweat dripping down his brow as he grunted mine.

But I longed for more than that. I wanted him for longer than an afternoon, and I didn’t want him to regret anything. It would be too much too soon for both of us.

Wrapping my fingers around the back of his neck, I pressed my lips to his ear so I could whisper into it as seductively as I could. “I’m yours if you want me, but I always will be. Make love to me when you’re ready.”

“I know,” he breathed, his face buried in the crook of my throat. “I will. I want to. I want to so much.” Literally, I felt him twitch against my thigh as he spoke.

“Edward...”

“Yes?” He whimpered, his teeth moving over my shoulder. His fingers dug into my back. I could feel his actual struggle.

My nails scratched down his spine. “Pick up your towel.”

He smiled sadly at my words. We were both more than a little frustrated. “Yeah. Okay,” he finally agreed. He quickly dipped down and put it around his waist. I bit my lip as I watched. His erection was still standing at attention.

Pulling him in for another kiss, my arms went around his neck. His grin grew, his hands on my hips. He laid his forehead against mine. “We should get back, anyway. Alice will show up here soon if we don’t. You know how she is,” I joked. “She hasn’t interrupted anything in a while. She’s probably starting to get hives or something.”

He groaned, throwing his head back. “Let’s just stay here.”

“Well, if we stay here, we’re going to end up going at it. And you need to know she doesn’t knock here either.”

Snorting, he rolled his eyes. “Evil little pixie,” he mumbled under his breath. Finally, he cleared his throat. “We should probably get back before the rain gets worse.”

He carried me down the stairs on his back while I wore my backpack. After the shower, he meticulously re-wrapped my ankle, putting on a couple of thick layers of socks to keep my toes from getting cold. My arms tightly wrapped around his neck with his around my thighs. The trip down, he was more careful.

Placing me in the car, he rushed to his side. Hurriedly, he got in so he could turn on the heat. The rain was picking up, and it was chilly. I relaxed with my hand on his thigh, listening to music. It was some random indie playlist. It was perfect for the gray weather.

The foyer was cleaned up when we got back. “Should I just take you up to my room?” He asked in my ear in a breathy whisper. I wiggled my eyebrows at him, making him chuckle. Once again, he was carrying me like a princess with my bag hanging off of his shoulder.

“Hey, what took you so long?!” Alice called from the living room.

“Oh, I think I know what,” Rosalie joked quietly.

“Yeah. Take me to your room.” My boyfriend quickly nodded in agreement. “And lock the door.” He started up the stairs.

“I’m kidding!” She laughed. “Aw, I’m sorry. Come back!”

He ignored her and kept going, a smirk on his pretty lips. Giggling, my arms tightened around his neck, and I pushed my face into his throat.

When we got to his room, he placed me gently down onto his couch. Throwing my backpack onto his bed, he dashed to the door to lock it. I laid so I could watch him, my head on the arm of the sofa. Then Edward rushed to me as he had the night before. I was ready for him this time. My fingers curled into his hair, holding him to me.

It was like sparks were literally flying off of us.

“You are such a fantastic kisser,” he mumbled against my mouth.

“If you say so. I don’t know what I’m doing,” I admitted. “You’re my first kiss.”

Edward quickly pulled back in surprise. “Really?” I nodded, then tugged him to me again. “I think your lips were made for it,” he said between kisses.

“They were made just for you.”

Thanks to Gina for proofreading!