The early morning sun filtered through the hospital windows. It's bright beams landing on Bella's sleeping face. Opening her eyes, she looked around the room, disoriented about where she was and then remembered that she had been taken to the hospital. This was the first night since arriving that she had slept peacefully. Her eyes then fell upon Edward, sleeping on the chair that pulled out into a tiny bed. His massive body cramped into its small space laying on his side with his ankles and feet hanging over the end. She hadn't noticed his feet before, though she smiled over the old saying about men with large feet. In Edward's case, it was very accurate because she remembered how well endowed he was in that department. Recalling his long, thick cock, she unconsciously contracted her pelvic floor muscles. After all this time, she could still remember how he felt when he was buried deep inside her, causing a jolt of desire to pulse through her. Damn, she was horny and she needed relief that wasn't battery operated.
"Belllaa," Edward moaned as he rolled over on his back.
Bella was stunned at his moan of her name, and then she saw that his massive cock was tenting his sleep pants. The fabric was so tight, it had to be uncomfortable for him. She then watched as he took his hand rubbing and pushing the top of his pants, moving them down, so the tip of his cock was now visible. It was magnificent. She broke out in a cold sweat as she watched Edward finally remove his cock from its confines and began stroking his hand up and down.
"Bella, sweetheart, I need you so badly. I only want you, now and forever," Edward murmured hoarsely.
A cry caught in Bella's throat. He wanted her forever. Could she open her heart to him? Could she trust him not to lie to her? Placing her hand on her belly, she thought about Edward talking to them and how his voice was full of so much love. There was no doubt that he loved their sons. They were their sons, a combination of the two of them. A product of a magical night of passion and love. Yes, love. There was no doubt that he was her other half. As she thought about the truth of that statement, she was gifted by two powerful kicks. Leaning down, she whispered. "You are going to be so loved."
Swinging her feet over the edge of the bed, she stood, never taking her eyes off Edward as he continued stroking himself, moaning her name over and over again. Glancing over to the door, she breathed a sigh of relief to see that it was shut. Sliding her pajama bottoms and underwear off, she stepped over to Edward. Taking her hand, she swept his hair from his eyes, then ran her finger over his eyelids.
"Bella, baby," he moaned as his tongue came out, licking his lips.
Placing her hand over his, she began to stroke his cock, up and down in tandem with his strokes. His cock was perfection, exactly as she remembered it.
"Fuck, baby," he mumbled. "I need your WAP."
Wap? What the hell was that? Bella thought. Then he began to hum a sultry tune, then he stopped and began to mumble the lyrics.
I said, certified freak
Seven days a week
Wet ass pussy
HOLY SHIT! Hearing him say wet ass pussy, caused her to almost combust. She needed him; she needed his cock. Climbing over his legs, she positioned herself over him. Bending forward, she began kissing his neck, up his jawline and finally to his ear. "Edward, my love, wake up."
Edward heard Bella's voice through his dream. She was always there, always loving him, touching him. He could almost feel her hot breath on his ear. Never had his dream felt so real.
"Wake up," Bella whispered in his ear. "I have a wet ass pussy waiting for your cock."
Hearing those words, he opened his eyes and groaned. Bella was on top of him. Her hair was hanging down, like a silky brown curtain and then he felt her sex, wet, hotm, and rubbing across his dick. "What are you doing?" He asked, his voice full of sleep and need.

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If the Boughs Break, Blood Will Flow
FanficEdward Cullen, son to Carlisle Cullen the mafia Boss of New York and New Jersey has been off to college in Boston. Hiding under his alias Anthony Masen, he has led a normal existence except for the ever-present security guard. Going out to his favor...