Caught in the Flames Teaser

Edward and I took a nap before we had round two. He woke me up with kisses all over my body and brought me to new heights with his tongue. After round two, we took a bath since we were both sweaty and I had to take down my hair. The bobby pins were giving me a headache. Edward took great pleasure in finding every one in the bath tub before washing my hair with some tropical scented shampoo.

Edward and I went back to bed and slept until his cell phone rang from his tuxedo pants that were on the floor. “It’s the day after our wedding. Can’t they let us fucking sleep?” he grumbled, finding his phone and glaring at it. His hair was standing up on end and his face was creased with pillow lines. “Fucking Harold. I’m ignoring him.”

“Wasn’t he at the wedding?” I asked, yawning and snuggling against Edward’s chest. “I could have sworn I saw him doing shots with Emmett.”

“He was at the wedding …” The phone rang again. “Oh, for the love. WHAT?!” I giggled. “Harold. Don’t make me drag my naked ass out of my honeymoon suite to kick you the nuts.”

“Oh, God!” I laughed, covering my face with a pillow. Edward tickled me.

“No, Harold. We are not spending today going over anything related to medical school. I have three days to be a husband to my wife. Do you know that means? I’m fucking her. Balls deep. In fact, I’m inside her now.”

“Yes, baby! Harder, Edward,” I moaned.

“You call me again and I will seriously maim you with my dick,” Edward growled. “I’ll see you on Wednesday. Not before.” He ended the call and turned off the phone. He tossed it onto the floor and groaned. “I swear to God, that boy is going to be the death of me.”

“What did he want?” I asked, moving so I was perched on Edward’s lap. I rolled my hips, feeling Edward twitch against my ass.

“I don’t know and I don’t care because my wife is giving me a great show. Are you going to fuck me?” he asked, waggling his brows.

I smiled, grasping his hardness and sliding down his length. “Does that answer your question?” The phone call from Harold was quickly forgotten as we got lost in each other for the third time. 

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The bachelor/bachelorette party was fun, but we were ready to go home at ten. Despite the fact that I had slept through the night, I was still up early. Bella had gotten up with Marie. Underneath the makeup she wore, I could see dark circles under her eyes. We managed to stay out until midnight. It wasn’t until Bella started snoring that Alice realized that we were new parents, adjusting to the sleep schedule of a highly unpredictable infant.

I drove us home, being the more awake of the two of us. It felt weird to not have Marie with us, but her grandparents wanted to dote on her. I helped Bella upstairs. She was barely coherent as I guided us to our bedroom, balancing Bella’s sleepy form and carrying her shoes. “I’m going to go wash my face,” she mumbled, stumbling into our bathroom after she picked up her pajamas off the bed. I stripped out of my clothes, putting on a pair of shorts. As I was reaching for my shirt, Bella walked out, her hair up in a loose ponytail and her face scrubbed of the makeup. Her eyes widened when she saw my bare chest. I tried to cover up, but she stopped me. “Don’t.”

“I guess we both have our scars,” I said, my voice barely audible. “You haven’t really seen mine.”

“No,” she murmured. She stepped toward me, her fingers moving to the two raised scars from my stab wounds. “Do they hurt?”

“Not anymore. They’re more numb than anything because of the surgeries the doctor’s performed,” I answered.

“And the burns?” she asked, her hand moving to the slightly scarred skin on my torso. “Do those hurt?”

I shook my head. “I’ll never be able to go tanning since the skin is more susceptible to burning, but I never liked laying out in the sun in the first place,” I quipped. “They don’t scare you?”

“Edward, you make it sound like you’re a monster. You were very lucky,” she said, her hand moving up my side and down my arm, which was free from its compression sleeve. “I could have lost you that night. I will love you, scars and all. And you could never scare me. Losing you scares me more than anything.”

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