A/N: Still don't own any of it. I do own a mood ring that I bought in Dallas when I got all emo after saying goodbye to my Slushes. Sorry for the delay on this chapter, more at the bottom on why, if you care…on we go!
"Ali, please don't cry," Bella begged as we said goodbye to Alice and Jasper at the airport. "We'll be back soon and I'll call all the time."
They had driven us to Seattle the day before and insisted on staying at the hotel with us overnight. It was five a.m. and I was in no mood for a long drawn out goodbye. Jasper and I hugged and patted each other on the back. Jasper pulled Bella from Alice's death grip hug then he passed Alice off to me.
Alice sniffled as we separated and Jasper pulled her into him. "Come on, baby. Let's not waste our day off. We'll go back to the hotel for a while and then go shopping before we head back." Alice perked up at the mention of shopping and they waved goodbye as we entered the terminal.
Our first flight to Newark left just before seven a.m. and we both slept most of the way. We had a brief layover before our flight to Edinburgh left at six p.m. The overnight flight had us arriving at dawn.
The Department of Natural Resources had paid for Bella's coach ticket, but Carlisle and Esme had insisted on upgrading her ticket to First Class as well as purchasing mine. I was grateful for the extra legroom and that there were only two seats per row, nicely oversized and fully reclining. Surprisingly, there were only four other passengers in First Class with us spread throughout the forward cabin, so it almost felt like we were alone.
We watched a movie and enjoyed our unpleasant airline food served on real porcelain, and soon blankets and pillows were handed out, the cabin lights went off, and the flight attendants disappeared to do whatever it is they do when all the passengers are sleeping.
We pushed the arm up between us, laid the seats down fully reclined, and snuggled down under the blankets provided by the flight attendant. I wrapped my arm around Bella to pull her close to me and spoon her in our usual sleeping position. I was in the window seat and Bella on the aisle so we were facing out. I was exhausted and fully expected just to sleep, but it seemed Bella had other ideas. She snuggled back into me and wriggled her ass right on my dick, which made it jump to life immediately.
"Behave," I growled in her ear.
"Uh uh," she replied with a smile on her face, grinding back into me harder. "I know there's no one around us, and this beats making it work in a tiny, cramped bathroom." She giggled and brought my hand around her to rest on her breast.
"Are you saying you want to join the Mile High Club right here?" I whispered in her ear and sucked on it while squeezing her breast. It was so easy for me to get into a groove with her like this. Whatever she wanted, she would get.
"Please," she answered breathily as I massaged her breast and pinched her nipple.
This was going beyond anything we'd ever done at the park and fuck if my girl wasn't the one who asked for it. We had rules at the park to ensure we wouldn't be caught. Our moment on the hill was the most public we'd been and even then it was so secluded that no one could have seen us. The adrenaline rush I was feeling at her request only served to enhance my arousal. Maybe I was actually an exhibitionist, because the thought of making love to her where we could so easily get caught was hot on so many levels, how could I refuse her?
I moved my hand down her body and inside her sweat pants, thankful for the comfortable clothing choice and easy access, and was rewarded with a whimper and a moan from her.
"I love you, dirty girl, but you have to be quiet," I whispered, easing her pants and underwear down just far enough so I would be able to enter her.
Bella nodded and bit her lip then reached behind her to grab hold of my cock and stroke me through my own sweat pants. I shimmied my pants down just far enough to release my aching erection while making sure the blankets were securely in place to cover us.
"Need you," Bella whispered, stroking me harder. I slipped my hand between her legs from behind and ran my thumb slowly through her lips. My breath hitched and my heart began beating faster when I realized how wet she was already.
"Lift your leg for me, baby," I breathed in her ear. Bella complied wordlessly and I slipped inside her easily. We both breathed heavily, stifling our groans that begged to escape.
I began a slow rhythm thrusting my hips forward as Bella met every one pushing back against me. Every now and then, we'd stop moving all together and just appreciate the feel of each other and how we were joined. Despite the public venue, it was one of the most erotic and sensual moments we'd ever shared. The slow pace did nothing to prolong the pleasure though and my climax was building quickly. The sound of my hips sliding against the leather seat made a squeaking sound which sent us both into a fit of giggles.
"Ssshh," I chuckled.
"I know, I know," Bella answered trying to stifle her laughter.
I heard someone ring for the flight attendant, but couldn't be sure where it was coming from. I stopped my movements again and held Bella tight to me, still buried deep inside her. Bella began to move herself on me impatiently, grinding her ass into my hips, pushing me in further. The sensation was phenomenal and I let out a low groan, just as the flight attendant walked by.
"Bella, baby, stop," I hissed.
"So, good," she moaned, her eyes still closed.
"I know, baby, but there's someone moving around. Do you want to get caught?"
Her response was to push back hard and giggle again just as the flight attendant walked by once more.
"Maybe," Bella giggled. The flight attendant looked at me for a moment, locking her eyes with mine as I pretended to have just woken. She raised her eyebrow at me, then smirked and walked away. Yeah, she totally knew what we were doing.
"You're not funny," I said impassively, but biting on her ear playfully. My hand slid seductively down her thigh and pulled her leg up slightly, allowing me to go even deeper. A few slow thrusts and we were back in the moment again. I could tell Bella was close to coming, despite the interruption, and I was still wound tight and ready to explode. Letting go of her leg, I ghosted my fingers over the bare part of her thigh and reached around to rub her clit gently. Within moments, I felt her clench around me, burying her face into her pillow to drown out her moans. I quickly followed, choosing to suck on her shoulder to silence my own moans of pleasure. I didn't realize how hard I'd done it until I pulled away and saw the mark I left.
"Wow, ow," she mumbled, sleepily. I chuckled and kissed the mark I had made on her.
"Sorry, baby. Yeah, that was…," I trailed off, discreetly rearranging our clothing under the blankets. "I love you so much, Bella."
"Love you, too," she said almost inaudibly as we drifted off to sleep together.
We must have slept soundly after that because the next thing I knew we were being woken to move our seats back up in the ready position for landing. Within thirty minutes, we were off the airplane, through customs, and waiting for our bags in baggage claim. Even though we'd slept, we were both exhausted. I pulled her into me and let her lean against my chest while we waited. She snuggled in and I swear she almost fell asleep again right there.
Once we finally retrieved our bags, the first thing that struck me as we walked out into the fresh air was that it wasn't so fresh. There was an overwhelming smell of diesel fuel and the cars seemed to be so much louder than I was used to, probably because the cabs and buses that waited outside the terminal were all diesel. I know they say it's better for the environment than unleaded, but fuck it stinks.
We had to cross the main road in front of the terminal to get to the parking lot where we would pick up our rental car, and I had to grab Bella and stop her from stepping into traffic when she forgot to look right instead of left.
"They drive on the other side of the road here, love," I said, chuckling.
"No shit, Sherlock," she snapped, fixing the sweater I had pulled her back by. Her tone was harsh and really pissy, but I knew that it was probably because she was tired. I laughed at her as she stalked off ahead of me with her nose in the air. In hindsight, that probably wasn't the best reaction.
After a brief argument about who was more qualified to drive a stick shift car on the wrong side of the road, I climbed in the driver's seat and tried to become acquainted with where everything was on the dashboard.
"Can we just go, please?" Bella huffed, leaning her elbow on the window ledge and placing her head on her hand.
"I don't want to turn on the windshield wipers when I really want to turn left. I'm fucking tired too. Just please fucking chill and I'll figure it out so we can go. What the fuck is wrong with you anyway?" I tried to stay calm and not raise my voice at her, but I couldn't help it.
"What, no big plan on how to do this?" she asked sarcastically. "I thought you had a plan for everything, Edward."
"What the fuck!" I yelled finally losing it. "One minute you're fucking me on the plane and cozying up to me falling asleep on my chest at baggage claim, and the next you're biting my head off about dumb shit for no reason. I know you're tired, I am too, but your mood swings are kinda giving me whiplash."
She had no response to that and I saw her bottom lip quiver as she turned to look out the window. I hadn't intended to upset her, but damn it she if wasn't pissing me off. This was not the way I wanted our fresh start to begin, especially with what I had planned for later in our stay in Scotland. I decided just to concentrate on programming the GPS system and getting us to the cottage we had rented in the village of Leadburn about eleven miles from the city. It would only take Bella about half an hour to get to the university from there.
The silence in the car was deafening except for the GPS lady with the Scottish accent telling me where to go. I couldn't really understand her so I had to keep looking at the screen to tell me where to go. Between that, Bella's silence with her back turned to me, and remembering to change gear with my left hand instead of trying to roll down the window with my right hand, I was even more on edge by the time we finally reached the cottage a half hour later. I hadn't even really had a chance to take in the scenery as I drove.
Bella was still giving me the cold shoulder as we unloaded our bags and entered the small cottage that sat at the very end of the small village. It was right beside the road with a small garden to the back and surrounded by rolling hills of farm fields. The cottage itself was rectangular in shape with windows in odd positions. The outside was covered in a spackle type material and painted a cream color. Two dormer windows protruded from each side of the roof indicating that I was going to have headroom issues upstairs with the slanted ceilings. A small mudroom jutted out the side and housed the door through which we entered.
We both dropped our bags where we stood amazed by the interior quaintness. To the left of the mudroom was a small sitting room with a fireplace, two large wingback chairs, and a baby grand piano. A deep indigo carpet covered the floor and fabric wallpaper with a paisley design that matched the carpet adorned the walls. I guessed that in its day, this would have been called the parlor.
On the left was a room with an oversized leather couch and loveseat with a flat screen TV mounted on the wall. The floor was dark cherry hardwood covered by a small area rug with modern abstract designs on it. The walls were painted a neutral beige with some modern art hanging on the walls. The contrast between this modern room and the busy antiquated room on the other side was striking, but strangely not out of place.
Straight ahead of us was a narrow stairway leading to the bedrooms and bathroom upstairs. A small hallway to the right of it led to the back of the house and the kitchen with brand new appliances. The whole house was a beautiful blend of old and new that came together to form a charming yet functional place for us to live for the next two months.
I turned to Bella and smiled hoping that the sight of the space I had found for us had lifted her mood.
"I'll take the bags upstairs," I said, reaching for hers.
"It's fine. I want to have a bath and go to bed anyway," she replied quietly, pulling her bag away from me.
I didn't want to sleep since it was only ten in the morning and didn't think she should either so we could adjust our bodies to local time. However, with the mood she was presenting, I was afraid to say anything to contradict her.
We had been living in such a bubble of blissful togetherness for the past two weeks getting ready for the trip and reacquainting ourselves with each other that I was troubled by her sudden change in mood. Yes, there had been times when one or both of us was tired and irritable, but we had managed to work through it without fighting or fucking to get through it. I was determined to make her feel better, but found myself not knowing how to do that this time without making her feel smothered. Something felt different about this.
I heard Bella moving around upstairs and then heard the water running in the bathroom, so I took my remaining bags upstairs to the bedroom. I was right about the headroom due to the slanted roof and discovered I was only able to walk upright through the middle of the room where the bed was. Moving around anywhere else in the room made me walk like a hunchback. A quirk of the house I was willing to overlook.
I left my bags in the bedroom without opening them and paused briefly outside the bathroom wondering if I should go in and talk to her. I hated that I didn't know what to do and that brought on a feeling of panic. I decided to go downstairs and try to relax. We would have to go out and get groceries at some point, but again now, I didn't know if I should do it or wait for Bella.
It frustrated me that all of a sudden I felt like I couldn't make the smallest decision without consulting Bella and not because I felt incapable of doing so. This was more a dread of making a decision that Bella would disagree with and upset her even more. I hadn't felt this level of uncertainty since before we got back together, and it was truly disturbing.
Questions raced around in my mind as I stretched out on the big leather sofa. Had I done something to upset her? Was she having second thoughts about us? Was it possible for me to be what I wanted to be for her after years of drifting through our relationship? Was it just nerves over this project? On the other hand, perhaps she was just tired after the long journey. I replayed every moment I could recall of the journey to try to pinpoint the exact moment or words that I said to anger her, but I was coming up empty-handed.
It didn't feel like I had been laying down long when I felt a soft hand on the side of my face. I realized that I must have fallen asleep and opened my eyes to find Bella kneeling beside me in her fluffy bathrobe stroking my face. I was momentarily confused and wondered if I'd dreamed the whole episode.
"Hey," she whispered, her eyes focused on mine with a beautiful smile on her face.
"Hey," I replied groggily. "Do you feel better now?"
"Yeah. I had a nice bath. You should see it, it's huge. It's one of those big old claw foot things." Her eyes darkened and a blush crept across her cheek. "Ya know, I think we'd both fit in it," she added suggestively.
This was such a change from the Bella who had gone upstairs, I think the confusion must have shown on my face.
"How long have I been asleep?" I asked.
"I don't know. I took a nap right after my bath and it's just after two o'clock now. What time did you lie down?"
I wiped a hand over my face to try to clear the fog. "I don't know, eleven or so. I didn't want to sleep but I guess I drifted off." Her smile widened, reached her eyes and they sparkled as I gazed back at her reaching to brush a strand of hair from her face. "Bella, I …,"
"Ssh. It's my fault. I was tired and cranky and I took it out on you. It wasn't fair of me and I'm sorry." She leaned down to kiss me lightly on the lips. The weight of uncertainty I had felt when I laid down was lifted completely in the promise of that kiss. I needed to stop over thinking everything and just be with her. A part of me wanted to talk more to figure out what had caused the sudden change and not fall back into solving or masking our problems with sex. Finding the balance seemed to be the key and the larger part of me at that moment wanted to find the balance by making love to my fiancée.
So, I returned the kiss eagerly and soon we were making out like teenagers. She climbed on top of me on the couch to straddle my legs and undid her robe exposing her perfect breasts to me. My hands gravitated to them and squeezed them hard before pinching her nipples. They hardened instantly, pointing at me, begging me to take them in my mouth, so I sat up and did just that.
Her hands raked through my hair urging me into her breasts, her nails in my scalp setting off tingles all through my body. When the need for air became too great I pulled away looking into her eyes.
"I should really take a shower," I said breathlessly, "I must stink."
Bella giggled and shook her head. "Why bother when you're only going to get dirty again?" she chided in a sultry voice. "Besides, you smell decidedly Edward to me, and that smell turns me on more than any other." She licked her lips then took the side of her bottom lip between teeth as she looked up through her eyelashes at me. That look right there did me in every fucking time.
I quickly lifted her off me throwing her on her back on the huge padded couch. She laid spread out before me still biting her lip. The look she gave me would be called a 'come hither' look in polite society, but I liked to call it the 'come fuck me' look, and I was more than happy to oblige. I quickly discarded the shirt, sweatpants and boxers I was wearing and sat between her legs with one of my legs curled under me.
Bella stared at me with a momentary look of confusion as I sat before her doing nothing. In truth, I was trying to calm my body, slow my breathing, and plan my course of attack. She raised an eyebrow at me and I raised one right back at her putting my thumb in my mouth, swirling it around covering it in saliva. Her eyes widened as I pressed the palm of my hand over her sex sliding my wet thumb easily inside her.
I was already incredibly aroused, but the moan she let out went straight to my dick as it stood straight up at attention. Looking down her body at me, she eyed it lustily and breathed heavily.
"Edward, please," she gasped, and that was my undoing.
I crawled over her slowly pushing one leg up high on the back of the couch and pushing the other one so her foot rested flat on the floor.I knelt with one knee on the couch and my other foot on the floor and lined up our hips pushing into her slowly.
"Is this what you want, baby?" I whispered in her ear as I leaned over her.
Bella nodded and pulled me down to kiss her roughly. With her legs spread wide and the leverage I got from the floor, I was going deeper and touching places I hadn't before. Every moan, gasp and arching of her back urged me on faster and harder as the coil tightened unbearably in my stomach.
I licked my thumb again, this time swirling it around her clit, pressing it hard into her pubic bone as my thrusting hips created added pressure. I watched Bella close her eyes and bite her lip again and that was my cue. We were totally in sync as I felt her walls tighten around me at the exact moment I released inside her.
I collapsed over her breathing hard and trying not to put all my weight on her. She wrapped her arms around my neck pulling me down to kiss her again.
"Welcome to Scotland, baby," she said, giggling, all traces of cranky Bella gone.
I was just about to return the greeting when my cell phone rang. I grabbed it quickly out of the pocket of my sweatpants. We weren't expecting anyone to call us and I was worried that something was wrong. My fear only increased when I saw it was my brother. Emmett never called me when I was in the same town, let alone across an ocean.
"Em?" I said, the panic creeping into my voice. "Is everything ok? Is Rosalie ok?"
"Fuck, Ed, calm down. I just wanted to check you guys got there ok. You clearly can't keep your dick dry long enough to call your family," he chuckled.
I shook my head as I listened to my brother. The relief clearly must have shown on my face as Bella laughed at me pacing around the living room naked with a cell phone to my ear.
"Fuck, Emmett. We only got here a few hours ago and we've been sleeping. We were going to call all of you later. It's still early in the morning for you isn't it?"
He laughed loudly in my ear. "Yeah, it's like seven a.m., I think. So, you're telling me you didn't accomplish your life long dream of joining the Mile High Club and/or christen your little love nest as soon as was humanly possible…" He trailed off and my silence gave him all he needed to know.
"S'what I thought bro', good for you. Anyway, I really did want to make sure you got there ok. We miss you already. Email all the adventures you get up to, ok?"
"Will do. Thanks for the call, but don't scare the fuck out of me like that again. Later."
I hung up without any further words and tossed my phone on the couch. My brother was an oaf of a man with no filter for inappropriate conversation, but he had a heart of gold and I knew the phone call was based on his genuine concern that we had arrived safely despite all his bluster about my sex life.
I pulled my pants on and sat on the couch next to Bella who had retied her robe and leaned in to kiss her softly. At that exact moment, my stomach growled and her cell phone rang. We broke the kiss laughing and shaking our heads.
"You go talk to Alice," I said, "because you know that's her, and I'll jump in the shower. Then, we go find food."
She nodded and kissed me quickly as she got up to run for her phone.
Yes, welcome to Scotland indeed.
End Note: This is a bit long, but I have shit to say so if you don't want to read my mushiness, please to be skipping to the review button, thank you so much!
Thank you to Suzie55 for fixing the grammatical slobbery that was this chapter and Sscana for her awesome pre-reading. I love her honesty and treasure it and trust it to make my story better.
Ok, so this was late because first of all I was so damn excited about meeting the Slushes in Dallas that I couldn't write. Then I went to Dallas and I met them, and just wow. It took me a week to come down so I wasn't writing then either.
I loved meeting everyone but I have to mention some of the special ladies who have touched my heart. Instant friends is about all I can say…I miss you guys terribly and can't wait for the next BBcon.
I was going to list everyone, but it got too long so just a few of you that are really special
Suzie – you're the best beta a girl could have and you're support in all aspects of my life means the world
Sarah – you rock on so many levels, thank you for organizing everything and supporting us all. Get your story going!
Kyla – you're motorboating skills are second to none ; - ) Along with Kym & Jess you are my dancing queens
Lemon – my breakfast buddy…see you soon!
Kellie – thank you for rescuing me after an emotional day
Alonelily & Jaia – the coolest roomies
Beaner – your hubs hooked us up with the sweatshirts!
Steph – you're just one hot mama
I know this isn't everyone. It was truly a pleasure to meet all of you. I hope to see you again soon.
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