CBWR? Chapter 84

Author's notes:

No hints, no clues, no promises! You have to wait!

“Is that your phone?”

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Chapter 84

“Edward?”

I hummed back at her, tilting my head against her hand as she ran fingers over my cheek.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Sure,” I mumbled back.  I was about eighty percent asleep, and could have found the other twenty percent pretty easily.

“How long do we have to…um…wait?”

“For what?”

“Until we can…do that again?”

Okay.  I was awake again.

“You know,” she continued before I could gather an actual thought.  “Before you can…um…”

Her voice trailed off.  I guess the phrase “how long does it take for your cock to get hard after you come” was a bit much for her to say ten minutes after losing her virginity.

“Maybe twenty minutes or so,” I said.  My heart was pounding again, and I was pretty sure it was considering cutting that time in half, just in case Bella was asking for a specific reason.

“Really?  So we could do it again?  Tonight?”

“Fuck yes!”  Damn my mouth.

Bella giggled and then went back to stroking my cheek.   I felt myself relaxing again, and dropped my head to the pillow beside hers.  My eyes tried to close again, and I thought over the night we had just had – how fucking awesome it was, and how much I wanted to go back and do it all over again.  That started me thinking, which is usually a bad idea.  I wondered if this was a one-time thing for Bella – if she only wanted her one wedding night, and nothing else.  Would she even go out with me again?

I opened my eyes and found her looking at me, a slight smile on her lips.  My mouth opened before I could think, which was nothing new.

“Will you go out with me tomorrow?” I asked.

“Sure,” Bella said simply.  “Where should we go?”

Okay, at least I hadn’t said anything completely stupid this time.

“The Louvre?” I suggested.  That’s in Paris, isn’t it?  Fuck, what if it wasn’t?  “Or just to a café or something?  Go to the water?  Watch the boats?  Anything you want, really.”

Yeah, I was babbling now.

“The Louvre,” she said definitively.  “And dinner again?”

By some miracle, my babbling didn’t seem to hurt.  I thought about how she looked sitting across from me at dinner earlier tonight wearing that red dress, and I remembered she had another one, too.

“You just want a reason to wear that little black dress,” I teased.  Like I didn’t want to see her in it.

“Maybe I’ll dress you up, too,” she said.  “You look pretty good in a suit and tie, you know.”

“I fucking hate ties,” I told her.

“I think a black suit, with that same red tie,” Bella started planning and talking over me like I wasn’t even there.  She placed one fingertip on the end of her chin and tapped softly.  Then she started speaking in a horrible French accent.  “Red suspenders would make you look absolutely delectable.”

Actually, she sounded quite a bit like the gay guy at the salon.

“Are you serious?” I asked.

“Most certainly.” 

I was pretty sure she was mimicking him at this point.  I looked at her eyes for a while, trying to decide if she was just messing with me or not.  She really didn’t look like she was joking.

“If I have to wear suspenders and a tie, you have to wear thigh-high stockings and garters.”

“Deal!”

Damn…I kind of thought she would refuse that one.

“I already have the stockings and garters,” she admitted.  “They were part of what Alice and I ordered before we left.  She said there was no way I was going to be in Paris with nothing to wear.”

“You guys are crazy,” I mumbled, and she laughed.  I leaned over and kissed her nose, and she wrapped her hands around the back of my head and pressed her lips to mine.  A minute later, a buzzing sound came from the other side of the room.  My fucking phone.  It was probably Alice, pissed that we were talking about her.  I didn’t know who it was, and really didn’t give a fuck, either.

“Is that your phone?” Bella asked.

“Yeah – ignore it.”

We went back to kissing, and eventually the damn thing shut up.  It went off a few minutes later though, but I didn’t think Bella noticed.  I continued kissing down her neck and then over to her breasts, sucking each nipple into my mouth.

Twenty minutes was definitely up, and I didn’t want to waste any more time.  I pulled her leg up over my hip and slowly pushed inside of her again.  I felt like I belonged right there – like I had finally figured out where my home was.  I rested my palm against her face.

“Are you okay?  Not sore or anything?”

“Mmmm…more than okay,” she responded.  Her heel dug into my backside a little, pulling me closer each time I moved my hips forward.  I moved without haste, wanting it to last longer than the first one.  I wanted to feel her come while I was inside of her this time. 

My hand moved from her hip to between us – just above where we joined.  I spread my first two fingers apart, surrounding my cock as it moved in and out of her.  Bella gasped as my thumb found her clit and started slowly circling - matching the quiet thrusts inside of her.

“You feel so good,” I mumbled.  “So, so good inside…”

Bella moaned unintelligibly and tucked her head against my chest.  I grabbed her ass with my hand, pulling her to me each time I thrust into her, and she started gasping with each thrust, her sharp breaths matching how I moved, and encouraging me to move faster.

Bella’s hands wrapped around my head and the back of my shoulders, and I quickened my pace.  With her eyes tightly closed, Bella’s panting breaths turned into short cries, muffled by my chest as her body shook around me, tightening on my cock.  I couldn’t hold back at that point, and felt the waves of sensation cascade around my body as I whisper-cried her name against the top of her head.

For a long time, we just stayed in the same position, wrapped up in each other and holding on tightly.  I tried to match her breaths as they slowed and calmed, and tried to keep myself pressed close enough to her that I didn’t slip out.  That didn’t really work for very long, though.  Eventually we had to move a little.  I kissed her forehead, and Bella looked up at me a smiled, then blushed, then mumbled about needed to pee.

While Bella snuck off to the bathroom, my phone started buzzing again.  I reached down to my discarded pants, pulled the thing out of my pocket and switched it off.  I noticed Rosalie’s name on the screen right before it shut down, and I figured what she was calling about.  They’d finally got it right, and deactivated the chips.  I didn’t want to hear that right now, because it would just be the beginning of the end.  I knew it was coming, but it didn’t have to show up right now – not this night.  Nothing was going to ruin this night for us.  Nothing. 

Whatever it was could wait until tomorrow, right?

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Chapter end notes:

Answer the damn phone, Doofus!!!  I guess he's a little wrapped up in the moment.

There should be one more chapter out today.