“No, Seth did,” Edward smiled, placing the plate of cinnamon
rolls and cheesy eggs onto my lap. “Rose was going back for thirds when I
wrangled this plate away from her.”
“Rose has the appetite of an ox,” I snorted, cutting a piece
of the roll. I moaned quietly. Edward lay down next to me, holding the mug of
coffee. I took it, taking a sip of the perfectly prepared cup of coffee. “Are
you okay?”
“I’m tired,” he shrugged, his finger idly tracing circles on
my knee. “I had a hard time sleeping. Probably because you were tossing and
turning. Are you alright, bellisima?”
“I’ll be fine,” I answered, spearing some of the eggs. I
held it up for Edward and he eagerly accepted my proffered fork of food. He
even dramatically growled before smiling crookedly. His eyes were not as
haunted as last night, nor did the smile fade away. We shared my meal before we
went to take a shared shower. Edward was playful, teasing me with his hands,
cupping my breasts and running his fingers down my spine. His lips wrapped
around my ear as he teased my pussy, making me moan.
“You are going to be the
death of me, Edward,” I whimpered as his long fingers toyed with my neatly
trimmed curls.
“I don’t want you to die,” he purred, turning me around and
taking my face in his hands. His leather cuffs were still around his wrists,
dark against his skin. I gripped his wrists, staring into his eyes. “I want to
only give you pleasure, Isabella.” He kissed me, his tongue sliding between my
lips. I lost myself in his mouth as he lifted me, pressing me against the cool
tile of the shower. My fingers tangled into his wet hair, tugging on the
strands. With a moan, he pulled back. “I want to make love to you tonight,
Bella. Can you let me worship your body?”
“Only if you let me return the favor,” I countered, my lips
trailing down his jaw.
“Yes,” he breathed as I bit down on his collarbone.
“Tonight, my Bella. Tonight, you’ll be mine.” He kissed me once more, lowering
me to the ground. His eyes were black with desire. “No panties today, bellisima. Can you do that for me?”
“Yes, sir,” I purred, grinning crookedly. He returned the smile in kind, swatting my ass. I barked out a laugh, watching as he sauntered out of the shower stall, in his naked glory. He winked at me as he wrapped a towel around his slim waist.
Bella's Dress for Jacob and Seth's Wedding
Edward's ensemble for Jacob and Seth's wedding
Jacob
Seth
Winery
Seth and the tuxedos worn at their wedding
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