A/N #1: So Edward had a pretty good birthday, huh? :) You'll notice that we are skipping time each chapter. With two weeks in Florida, if we wrote up each minute of each day, this story would be even longer than it already is. But don't worry. ;) You're still going to get plenty of good stuff, including lemons... *grin*
Tampa... Monday, June 21, 2010 at 6:13 A.M.
"Go back to sleep, sweetheart," Edward murmured softly, brushing my hair back from my forehead. "I'm going to take a shower, and then we have to go to work."
I made a noise of agreement, puckering up my lips for a kiss.
Edward complied with a chuckle and then turned to go into the bathroom. It was quiet for several minutes, and then the water in the sink turned on so he could shave.
I pulled the sheet up, stretching and taking inventory of any aches or pains. There really wasn't anything, although I shouldn't have been surprised. The night before, Edward had thoroughly enjoyed his gift and had spent a long time unwrapping it, loving on every inch of skin he uncovered. When we finally came together, it was slow and gentle. It had been another first for me, because we'd been in what I thought of as a reverse spooning position, where we were on our sides, facing one another. There hadn't been a lot of movement, but it had left us free to touch – and touch, we had. Our hands had stroked and teased everywhere we could reach, and when we'd finally come, it had been together, barely any sound at all escaping around our kiss.
I couldn't believe how much more I felt for him after finally meeting him face to face. I'd loved him before, of course; I knew that, but now... Now it was like he had seeped into every pore, like I breathed only because he did. How I was supposed to leave him in two weeks, I didn't have a clue. I hoped the girls would have answers for me because I planned to ask them later.
The shower finally turned on, pulling me out of my thoughts. Of course, that just left room for thoughts of Edward...wet...and alone in the shower.
The hell with that, I thought, throwing back the covers.
I grabbed Edward's T-shirt from the floor by the door and raced down the hall to the spare bathroom, where I took care of Mother Nature. Then I ran back to my room, grinning at Emmett, who was rubbing sleep from his eyes as he headed to the bathroom to get ready for work.
Once in the bedroom, I stripped off the shirt and crept into the bathroom, closing the door gently so as not to alert Edward.
The stealth must have worked, because when I stepped in through the shower curtain, he jumped, surprised at suddenly realizing he wasn't alone.
"What are you doing awake, sweetheart?" he asked, pulling me under the spray with him.
I giggled. "The thought of you in here all alone...wet...was too much to resist."
Edward's eyes darkened, and he grinned shamelessly. "Mm, so you decided to come be...wet with me?"
His erection, which was already hard between us, twitched against my stomach as I purred, "Oh, Sarge...I'm always wet for you. I thought you knew that."
I'd barely gotten the words out when his lips crashed into mine. He tangled his fingers into my now wet curls, angling my head so he could control the kiss.
Finally pulling back, he rested his forehead against mine as we both breathed in the warm, humid air in the enclosed space of the bathroom. "Fuck, Isabella. You can't say things like that to me and not expect me to do something about it."
I grinned, turning in his arms to place my hands on the tile wall and bending slightly at the waist. Looking back over my shoulder, I teased, "Who said I didn't expect you to do anything about it?"
As he looked me over, his eyes raking from head to toe, over my arched back, my ass wiggling slightly, and the expression of want I knew he could see on my face, he moved his hand down to grip his cock. I could see the movement as he squeezed it, sliding up and down a few times as he pulled his lower lip between his teeth.
"Fuck," he hissed, almost to himself. "Really? You aren't too sore?"
Shaking my head, I turned on my best sex kitten voice and told him, "Fuck me, Sarge. I want to feel it all day while we're apart."
There was no more hesitation. Edward moved behind me, put one hand on my hip to steady me, and used the other to line himself up with my entrance, where he slowly pushed in.
I hadn't been lying when I said I was always wet for him. I was completely ready for him, and he slid in with ease, all the way until our thighs touched. "God, that feels good," I groaned, feeling myself tighten around him as my body adjusted to his size.
"Christ, Bella!" Edward growled. "I swear it feels better every time."
There were no more words after that. The hot, damp air was like a blanket over us as Edward began moving. It was all I could do to brace myself on the wall in front of me so his long, hard, thrusts didn't send me crashing into the tile. His hands on my hips kept me as steady as possible, and from this position, he was able to hit just the right spots to have me seeing stars.
Just when I thought it might become too much – the heat, the damp air, the pressure on my hands and the friction down below – Edward reached around with one hand and found my clit.
"Come for me, baby," he huffed, his voice raspy.
When he flicked his fingers over me, I was done. I shattered around him, white light exploding behind my eyelids as I came, his name falling from my lips. And that pulled him with me, because with one last hard thrust, I felt him release inside me, his cock pulsing.
We stood there for several minutes, catching our breath, until Edward finally pulled out of me, making us both groan. When he held his arms open, I went willingly, wrapping my own around his waist.
"God, I love you," he sighed. "What a fucking way to start my morning."
"No pun intended..." I giggled as he looked down at me with a smirk.
Just then, the temperature of the water dropped a few degrees, and Edward sighed. "Apparently we've been in here long enough."
I laughed, grabbing the soap and handing it to him. "You first while I wash my hair."
While I shampooed, Edward did what he needed to do. After I'd rinsed the soap out of my hair, he pulled me to him. "Finish up in here. I need to get out and dressed."
"Say goodbye before you go?" I requested, brushing my lips across his.
"Will do." He gave me one last kiss and then stepped out, reaching for one of the towels on the rack just outside the shower.
Once he'd left the bathroom, I hurriedly conditioned my hair, leaving it on while I washed my body with the body wash I'd brought with me to Florida. I wanted to be out of the shower before Edward had to leave – not to mention before the water got any cooler.
Edward was just finishing with his shoes when I came into the bedroom, one towel wrapped around my body and another around my hair.
"Mm, you look good enough to eat," he said, leaning down to lap at a drop of water that had beaded on my shoulder.
Laughing, I pulled his face to mine and gave him a long kiss. "Now, go to work. Text me when you can, but I think the girls and I are just planning to stay in today, so I should be here all day."
He nodded, giving me one more kiss before sliding out the bedroom door, shutting it behind him so I could get dressed.
I heard him talking with the guys as they went out the front door, and then his SUV cranked up and pulled away as I was reaching for his dog tags for the first time in two days.
"Can I ask you guys something?" I looked at Rose and Alice, who were sprawled out on the couch and other recliner. We had indeed decided to stay in for the day, since all of us were pretty damn wiped out from the weekend with our guys.
"What's up, Bellsy?" Rose asked, clicking mute on the TV remote.
"How hard is it going to be to leave here when the time comes? We've only been here a couple of days, and I can't even imagine it..."
Alice sighed. "Bella, I wish I could tell you there was an easy solution. There isn't. Honestly, it's one of the hardest things you'll ever have to do – to say goodbye and walk away. We've been doing it for a few years now, and it doesn't get easier, unfortunately."
Rose gave me a sad smile. "The only consolation we have this time is that they aren't leaving to go overseas. That's when it's hardest...when you know they are going off to a war zone and could be hurt or killed at any moment. Now...yeah, it sucks, but they're just here in Tampa, not going back over to Afghanistan. Ya know?"
I nodded. "I figured as much. And yeah, Rose, you're right. We do have that to be thankful for. I just know I'm going to be a mess. You guys always seem okay when Em and Jazz leave, so I wasn't sure if you'd found a way to deal with it or not."
They both barked a laugh, shaking their heads.
Alice finally calmed enough to respond. "Bella, you don't usually see us for a few hours after they leave. We're both snotty, sobbing messes every time. We try and be strong for them, but they can always tell. I know it hurts Jasper when I get that upset, but I usually can't help it."
Rose agreed, saying, "I tend to get stinking drunk, too, although I wouldn't recommend it. You wake up feeling not only the sadness and pain that he's gone, but also sick from all the booze."
We laughed, knowing exactly what she was talking about.
"Anyway," Alice continued, "we have an end date this time. By the time we leave, we know it will only be three months, almost to the day, that they come home. And like Rose said, we know that for those three months, they will be safe. No bombs, no enemies pointing guns their way, no worry that at any moment, we'll see a man in uniform knock on our door. So we'll lean on each other, text and call and Skype with the guys as much as we can, and we'll get through those three months as best we can."
"We'll be right there with you, sweetie," Rose promised, giving me a smile. "Okay?"
With a sigh, I nodded. "Thanks, guys."
Alice, who was beside me on the couch, squeezed my hand.
Rose shrugged. "That's what we do for each other, Bells. No worries." She held the remote up. "Now, who wants more Real Housewives marathon?"
A few minutes later, my phone beeped, indicating a new text message.
E: Just had a minute while everyone takes a break to get something to drink. It's damn hot out today. What are you up to, love?
I grinned, hitting the reply button on the screen.
B: We're just watching TV. We actually ventured out and found a Subway for lunch but decided it was too hot to stay out.
E: Mm, Subway. I had a meeting with one of officers here earlier, so I barely had time to grab a bag of Cheetos. Food sounds damn good right now.
B: I have stuff to make lasagna tonight, babe, so you should have plenty of food later.
E: Tease! **grin** Garlic bread, too?
B: Of course! What kind of lasagna dinner would it be if there wasn't garlic bread and salad with homemade Italian dressing? *shakes head*
E: Good. My stomach is growling for it already, gorgeous.
E: I need to run, love. We'll be home in a few hours. Love you!
B: Love you, too, babe. See you soon.
Pocketing my phone, my heart felt better than it had since Edward had left earlier that morning. I knew the girls were right... Leaving was going to be more than hard, but having Edward's sweet, silly words at my fingertips would ease some of the pain.
A/N #2: Ahh, so some good shower stuff. ;) Also, I love that they can still tease each other when they're in the same city. That bodes well for the future, yeah? I hope you enjoyed the girl talk, too. :)
Now, leave us some love (thank you to everyone for all the kind words & support!), and then see what Sarge has to say for himself. *hugs* – Jenny