Ready for You

Wonder, talented, patient, quick beta-Kitchmill

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Apparently, I am the last one to know that Edward and I are actually getting a few nights honeymoon…alone. He made all the arrangements with his parents, my parents, my job, and his for us to have a few days to ourselves driving up the coast. The details of our trip are a secret to me.

We had originally planned to stay at the Hyatt for our wedding night and then come home the next day. We are still staying at the Hyatt, just the two of us, but we are joining the whole family for brunch in the morning and then packing for our honeymoon. He assures me the grandparents have it under control. He even emailed Ellie's teacher and gave her all their numbers. After all, we are just a phone call away.

The reception is a fun, low-key affair. We eat, drink, dance, and try to talk to all our guests before the party ends. For the most part I think we do. Billy doesn't show, but I really didn't expect him to. I think he knows that this is a new part of my life, a new family. As long as he respects this, he will always be a part of his granddaughters' lives.

Although the girls are always on our radar, the four grandparents are their main caregivers during the reception. The girls are also never far from Rose and Emmett's girls. It's wonderful because Edward and I are able to truly relax and enjoy our special day.

Edward's partner Riley, who I've not really had a personal conversation with, catches the garter. He acts like it's more of a hot potato than something to want to keep. When no one challenges him for the garter he keeps it begrudgingly. His expression in the photos with the teenage girl who caught the bouquet is priceless: one of disdain and fear. It was nice to see him squirm.

My parents take the girls back to the house after a few tears from Sophie who wants to come with Edward and me. Her chant of "Eddad" and "Mama" while clinging to Edward is heartwarming and heartbreaking all at the same time. She finally settles and kisses us goodbye as an obviously tired Ellie follows along. I'm sure they will both conk out on the short car ride to the house.

At the door to our suite, Edward sweeps me off my feet literally before I even realize he's doing so. Carrying me in, we check out the digs, me still in his arms.

"What do you want to do first?" he asks with a smirk.

"Oh, I don't know...shower, take a walk, check out the gym, take a swim, eat dinner..." I rattle off everything but what both of us truly want.

"Really? Check out the gym?" he says, tossing me on the king-size bed and crawling over me before I finish bouncing.

"No, not really. I want to make love with my new husband."

"That's more like it," he says with a smile before pressing his lips to mine.

Our kiss starts off slow, but builds with passion and intensity.

"I've never wanted anyone like I want you. Every day, all day," he murmurs against my lips.

"Me either. You, you, I feel so much more with you. When you touch me it's like you touch my soul," I say while trying to remove his suit shirt.

He catches on and helps me. Soon, after both of us work on my dress, we are naked, nothing between us.

"You're mine," he grunts when he pushes inside me for the first time as husband and wife.

"And I'm yours...forever."

He keeps the pace slow, every move, every thrust, with purpose. I'm screaming his name through my orgasm, him following quickly behind. Sated, he lies on me, his head next to mine, his body like a blanket, comforting and warm.

"Am I too heavy?"

"No, I like it," I say, rubbing circles on his damp back.

"Will it always be like this?"

"I hope so. We'll work to make it so," I add.

"Even when we're crazy busy with the girls and babies?"

I laugh. "Especially then."

"When can we start?" he asks, raising his head to look me in the eyes.

"Start what?"

"Trying for a baby. I mean, I'm ready whenever you are." He shrugs, trying not to look too eager.

"You're ready?"

"Of course, anytime, the more the better. And I'm all for practicing," he adds, wiggling his eyebrows.

"How many are we talking?" I ask, a little concerned about the number he might be thinking.

"One or two...maybe three," he says shyly.

I nod. "One or two is doable, but three? That would be five kids...five. And there is no guarantee they'll be easy like the girls. Let's wait until we go through the newborn phase with one and we'll go from there." I laugh.

"Okay. Can we practice again?"

Wriggling beneath him, I feel him hardening inside me. Gotta love a man with short recovery time.

"Lay on your back," I say, and he does just that, letting me set the pace riding him. I enjoy torturing him, moving just slow enough to keep him wanting more. He rubs my clit frantically, trying to get me there so he can get there too. When I come I all but stop moving, savoring the euphoric feelings zinging through my body. He continues thrusting up into me, chasing his own orgasm, but it's not enough.

I move off of him, losing contact, his hard cock bouncing off his abs. "What?" he starts, but stops realizing I'm turning around above him. I move painfully slow, caressing him much more lightly than he would like. When I sink down on him it's inch by glorious inch.

His big hands grab my hips, and he moves to sit up.

"Lay back and enjoy yourself," I say over my shoulder.

He flops back down but his hands don't leave my body, coaxing me to move faster. "Baby, you're killing me here," he says in a pained voice.

"It doesn't feel good?"

"You feel amazing, I just, I'm so close."

"That's the point, feel it. It'll be over soon enough."

He relaxes below me, trying to calm himself and relish the feeling. As I move steadily faster, his breathing and sounds increase accordingly. His grip on my hips tightens the closer he gets to his release. He shouts my name when he comes, something I will never hear enough of as long as we live.

Lying beside him, I snuggle into his side. He opens one eye to look at me. "That was...outta this world. I think I left my body for a second."

I just laugh, loving that I can do this to him.

(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)

The honeymoon is much the same as our wedding night. We are insatiable for each other. We get to spend more time naked without the threat of the girls walking in, therefore, we are more adventurous with our positions and locations.

When he takes me from behind on the outside patio of our hotel room, I have to clamp my hand over my mouth to not scream out my release. Edward buries his face into my hair through his. We end up laughing our half-dressed selves back into the room. I didn't know we had it in us.

We do manage to leave the room to walk on the beach and shop, stuff for the girls of course. We also pick up a little something for everyone else at one of the three beach cities we stop in. We have some terrific meals, ones we thoroughly earned with our extra curricular activities in and around the hotel room. However, some of my favorite times on our trip are while we're driving. It gives us uninterrupted time to just talk, learn about each other. More in depth things than we would talk about with the girls in the car.

We do agree that I will go to the doctor as soon as I can get an appointment and find out how to go off the pill and how long until we can actually try to get pregnant. I never had trouble conceiving before but we don't know about Edward's fertility. If his performance is any indication, I'll be pregnant the first week I can be.

"I have a surprise for you," he mentions when we're about an hour from home. "I guess it's kind of a wedding present of sorts, but...well you'll see."

"When will I see? You can't just say that and then drop it."

He laughs. "Patience, my lady. Patience."

I try to be patient, and thankfully spending time with Edward makes me forget just about everything else.

When we pull up to the house there is a "Welcome Home" sign and balloons out front. "Is this the surprise?" I ask.

"No. I'm surprised by this too."

Before the car engine is even off, the front door opens and everyone comes running out. I'm as eager and they are to have my babies back in my arms. This is the longest I've been away from them, but it was time Edward and I needed, just the two of us. On my knees my arms envelope both of my girls at the same time. Wet kisses pepper my lips and face. They could be covered in chocolate and I wouldn't care. There is nothing like the uninhibited love from your child.

"Mama, Mama, Mama, you home!" Sophie says.

"I missed you, Mama," Ellie adds. "But we had fun with…" She looks around. "Everyone."

I laugh because the girls really did have a village taking care of them while we were gone. Every single person I love is here, either in my arms, within arms reach or just a few miles away. And I couldn't be happier to be home.

(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)

"Where's my surprise?" I ask once our very keyed up children are finally settled and asleep.

The house is quiet. The grandparents have all gone, heading back to their own houses, promises to come visit soon hanging in the air.

"Come here," he says, taking my hand and leading me to the kitchen. He produces a large tube, which I have never seen before, and pulls a big roll of papers out of it, spreading it across the dining table. I look at it, some of it looking familiar but much of it not.

"Is this this house?" I ask, examining it closer.

"Yes, it's preliminary plans to add on to the house," he says with hesitation.

"Really?" I ask excitedly. "Can you explain it to me? I mean, what are you thinking?"

"Well, there are two sets of plans. First, less extensive and expensive, is just expanding the bottom floor, extending out the walls in both bedrooms and adding an en suite bathroom in the girls room. This would take about two months. I thought we could trade with the girls once it's done so we get the adjoining bathroom. But the drawback is it would still only be a two bedroom house."

"And what are the others?"

He moves the top sheet off revealing a more complicated plan. "These are for adding a second story. We would keep the same footprint of the house, but just basically almost double it, adding two or three bedrooms and two bathrooms. That is more than double the cost and will take about four to six months to complete."

"You really want to stay here?"

He shrugs. "The best things that ever happened to me happened here. We became a family here. What about you? What do you want?"

"I hadn't even thought about adding a second story. I mean it makes sense. I love this house, the yard is big, and you've done so many upgrades. And the man of my dreams picked this house and invited us into it. How could I not want to stay?" I finish, leaning into his side and putting my arms around him.

"Okay, I'll make an appointment with the architect to go over the plans. In the meantime we need to research and see what we want to add. These plans are very basic and don't deal with specifics, just support beams and square footage mainly."

Our first night back in the house, with Edward breathing evenly next to me, his arm thrown over my stomach, and the girls sleeping soundly in the next room. I can't seem to calm my thoughts enough to fall asleep. Thinking back on the past year and all of the ups and downs and changes, both good and bad, have lead me here...to this...to him. Whether it was faith, fate, divine intervention, everything has lead me here to this. On the brink of a whole new life, I'm brimming with excitement. Never in my life have I felt so hopeful, so positive, like anything can happen, like anything is possible. I attribute it all to the man next to me, the man by my side, because whatever life throws at us, I know he will always be there for us, supporting us. I couldn't be more ready for this adventure...with Edward.

The End

A/N

It's sad to press the complete button on this one. I've loved writing this story and especially interacting with you guys. I decided to stop here with the likely possibility of an epilogue in the near future. I don't feel quite done with these two, but didn't want to make a significant time jump in the main story.

Thank you, thank you, thank you. I can't say that enough. You have been wonderful readers, supporters, cheerleaders, newscasters, etc. Without you, myself and this story would never have gotten on the radar.

Special thanks to Rachel, Iris, Nic, Colleen, Dawn, ladies at TLS, Cheaterward Spot, ficsisters and Twifanfiction Recs. I'm sorry if I forgot to thank anyone.

See you in a few weeks if all goes well.