After returning to Albany, Edward and I went to our home and
barely made inside the door before we our clothes were sent flying. He licked
me to oblivion on the piano and fucked me from behind on the couch. It was so nice to be able to be as loud as
we wanted. He carried me upstairs and made love to me in our bed before we
both succumbed to exhaustion.
The next morning, I woke up and finagled my way out of
Edward’s tangle of arms. He didn’t want to let me go, but I had places to go
and people to see. Taking a quick shower, I changed into a pair of jeans and
one of Edward’s t-shirts. I covered my hair with a hat, wanting to be as
nondescript as possible. Kissing Edward’s pouty lips, I left a note saying that
I was running errands and that I’d have my phone. He didn’t respond since he
was in a sex coma. Going down to the garage, I backed out our old Volvo from
college. I smiled, missing this car since it held a lot great memories.
I drove the short distance to Alice’s townhouse and parked in
the driveway. Using my key, I let myself in and was surprised to see a very
cheery and very naked Kellan rooting
through the fridge. “Hello,” I smirked, twirling my keys. “I didn’t know that
there was a full moon in the forecast.”
“Fuck,” Kellan barked, grabbing the milk jug and covering
his junk. “Bella?”
“No, it’s Edward,” I deadpanned. “I thought you were staying
at a hotel, Mr. Moore.”
“Um,” he squeaked. “I’m kind of naked here.”
“I know this. You have the whitest ass I’ve ever seen,
Kellan,” I giggled. Her whimpered, giving me a look. “Oh, fine. I’m turning. I
need Alice. We have plans.”
“Got it,” he yelled as his feet pounded up the stairs.
I heard his voice in the bedroom and Alice’s tinkling
laughter. It carried through the house as she glided downstairs, grinning
widely. “You about scared the shit out of Kellan.”
“That would not have been good. I had a nice view of his pasty white ass,” I quipped.
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