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Chapter Two

Our journey is continuing with Edward, Bella and Garrett. I do have a blog for this story. It's a continuation of the Renovations blog. A link for the blog is on my profile. On the blog, there will be picture teasers, teasers and pervy picture teasers. This story is going to be quite steamy and it's pre-written. It will be updated on Wednesdays and Saturdays with teasers on Sundays and Thursdays.

Also, thank you to Christina Downs for her help with planning out the story and wielding her red pen (cursor). You rock, girlie! Mwah!

Chapter Two

The next morning, Edward cooked Bella breakfast in bed. Garrett was still hapless in the kitchen, but he did manage to make some coffee without burning down the house. Carrying up the tray to the third floor, Garrett crawled into bed, nuzzling Bella's neck. It was well after nine, sleeping in for Bella. "Wake up, pretty girl," he cooed, his lips finding her earlobe. "This weekend, you have two willing men who are going to bend to your every whim."

"Hmmm, that sounds wonderful," she smiled, opening up her espresso-colored orbs. "Every whim?"

"Sexual and otherwise, baby," Garrett smiled, kissing her sweet, soft mouth. "Starting with breakfast in bed."

"You didn't cook, did you?" Bella laughed, sitting up and brushing her messy curls away from her face. "I don't want you to have to renovate my kitchen because of a fire."

"No, I cooked," Edward snickered, putting the tray over her legs. "I know him too well. I wouldn't let him near your kitchen and I'm certain that you don't want to spend the weekend in the hospital because you got food poisoning." Garrett shook his head, swiping a sausage from the plate.

"So, what are we going to do?" Bella asked, her eyes sparkling.

"Today, we'll start with breakfast in bed," Garrett smiled. "Then, some relaxation in the hot tub. Naked relaxation."

"I like where this is going," she breathed, sipping her coffee.

"An erotic massage," Edward offered, sitting down next to her, running his hand up her bare leg. She shuddered, looking at him hungrily. "Then, we'll go out to dinner tonight at Pink Door."

"And have dessert here," Garrett growled, his finger tracing her collarbone before moving down the front of her shirt, to her cleavage "It's been too long since I've had your special brand of sweetness."

"I hope you are willing to share," Edward pouted.

"Now, now. There's more than enough of my sweetness to go around," Bella giggled, digging into her scrambled eggs. "Because, the way you devour me, leaves me yearning for more. Both of you."

"I'm going to check on the hot tub, pretty girl," Garrett snarled lowly. "I may have to enjoy my dessert before my meal." He leaned over, suckling on her neck and sliding his fingers underneath her shirt, cupping her pert breasts. She moaned, her hands tangling into his hair. He pulled away, nibbling on her earlobe. "Enjoy your breakfast, Bella." He got up gracefully, striding out of the doorway to prepare the hot tub.

"I don't know how I'm able to function around you two," Bella said breathlessly. "You can make me laugh, forget my problems and then nearly combust with the heat ... Fuck."

"That'll happen later, love," Edward said, picking up the fork and feeding Bella more of her breakfast. "I don't know how we are able to be around you without wanting to make love to you all of the time. You are a siren, a vision of perfection. You were created for us, just like we were created for you."

Bella smiled softly at Edward. He was obviously the more romantic of her two boyfriends, wooing her with words, sweet gestures and sensual love making. She leaned forward, brushing her lips with his. He sighed happily, his fingers tracing her cheeks. "Thank you, Edward," she breathed.

"Now, enjoy your meal. We are here to serve. You will not lift a finger," Edward said, getting up from the bed. He slid into the bathroom, brushing his teeth and took care of business while she finished her meal. When Edward came out of the bathroom, Bella had put the tray on the ottoman in the bedroom. Edward snuck up behind her, pulling her flush to his chest. "What did I say, love?"

"That I was a siren?" she giggled, squirming in his arms.

"You are that," Edward snickered, his hands moving down to her hips and holding her against his body. "But, that's not it. You aren't doing a thing, not lifting a finger." His hands moved to the buttons of the shirt she wore. Slowly, he unbuttoned each one, until it was hanging open, framing her body. He breathed heavily against her ear. "You lifted a finger, Isabella." Tracing her ribcage, he opened the shirt, displaying her breasts to him. "You have to be punished, now."

"Oh, God," she whimpered.

"No panties tonight," he whispered, pushing the shirt down over her arms. He cupped her breasts, tenderly twisting her nipples. "Wear a skirt and you will not wear panties. We both want to play."

"Edward," she gasped as he cupped her sex through her lacy boy shorts. She turned, trying to kiss his lips. He just chuckled, teasing her with his barely-there touch. He bent down, sliding her panties down and picking her up. He carried her out to the hot tub, easing her into the bubbling water.

Garrett was already in there, his arms resting on the back. "Took you long enough," he chortled.

"Someone was a bad girl," Edward said, quickly removing his clothes and hopping into the hot tub. "She moved her tray and did work."

"It was just a tray. I had to move it or I'd spill coffee all over the bed," she said, pouting sexily. "I'm not completely hopeless. I actually like cleaning and doing stuff."

"That's not the point, Bella," Garrett chided, pulling her onto his lap. He slid his hand up her thigh, stopping just before Bella's pussy. He gave her a seductive little smirk. "Hi, I'm Garrett. I'm your slave for the weekend. I will do whatever you want me to do. You are to do nothing but be my arm candy. That, over there? Is Edward. He can pick up dog shit."

"Hey!" Edward growled, splashing some water at Garrett. "Bella doesn't even have a dog, moron."

"The Cope's do. I'm certain they would love some help cleaning up that nasty backyard." Edward shot Garrett a snarl. "I'm kidding," Garrett snickered. "He's your other slave. These pretty little fingers, these dainty feet and this smoking hot body, aren't doing anything but experiencing orgasms, ecstasy and pure fucking bliss. What's her punishment for moving her tray?"

"No panties and wear a skirt to the restaurant," Edward said, his eyes darkening. "I told her we both want to play."

"You are so devious," Garrett said, smiling at his best friend. "Perfect punishment."

"How is that punishment?" Bella asked, giggling quietly. "It sounds like you want to get me off in public."

"Who said anything about you having an orgasm?" Edward countered, arching a brow. "I said we want to play, not that you get to come." Bella's eyes widened and became very aroused. "Now, let's just enjoy this. The leaves are changing and I think we may not have much time to come out here once the weather turns."

"Fuck that! This hot tub is designed to be used year-round," Garrett said, moving Bella so she was sandwiched between the two of them. Edward was massaging her back while Garrett discovered her boobs to be very tense. Bella laughed as he palmed her tits, playing with her nipples. They got out of the hot tub and took a shower. It was decided that the full-body massage was going to happen tomorrow since Bella had lost her privilege to orgasm until after dinner. Bella pouted, but she went with it. Her boys would not leave her hanging.

A/N: Aren't they devious, those sexy boys? Leave me some loving!