Destination Date @tufano79
Chapter 8

So, this short story is dedicated to Carey Anne and the ladies who were in on my Zoom call, Clo, Aileen, Emma, Consuelo, Alyscia, Trina, Brier Lynn and Krida. It will be a drabblish story, with shorter chapters. Shorter chapters mean quicker updates! :-)

This is not mine. I don’t own Twilight, but I wish I did. Sigh …

They’re in São Paulo … the travel ban hasn’t started yet. We’ll have some schmexy times and explore their time at the resort.

Chapter Eight

March 10th, 2020

After an intense shower, Edward and Bella ate breakfast. He crashed almost immediately, sprawled across the king-sized bed, naked as the day he was born. Bella stayed up while her hair dried, blogging about the start of the journey. She posted pictures from the airports, images from the drive to the resort and handful of her and Edward. She also shared her stresses about going on this trip with Edward.

She was excited and eager to go on the trip with someone she cared about, but she was terrified that he’d see her as a fuck up. Not that she’d admit that. She kept everyone at arm’s length so she couldn’t get hurt or have her trust destroyed by someone who was supposed to love her.

The only person she trusted was Miss Alice.

Miss Alice and Bella talked about her concerns the night before Bella left, but it did little to put her at ease. Did she trust him? A little bit, but she was still terrified that he’d hurt her. If that happened, it would destroy her. She could not handle another person who cared about her, who she cared about as well, betray her trust.

This was new territory for Edward, as well. He was excited to have Bella all to himself for a week, sharing her love of traveling. He wanted more of this with her. He did, however, see that Bella was holding something back, protecting herself from something.

“Beautiful?” Edward’s raspy voice broke her reverie. He stepped onto the patio, wearing a pair of low-slung shorts, displaying that sexy ‘v’ that led to his cock. “I thought you were going to come to bed.”

“Sorry,” she said, closing her computer and setting it to the side. “I was just blogging about the first part of our trip, the flights, the trip to the resort and initial thoughts about São Paulo.”

He blinked sleepily at her, shuffling toward her. “Come on, Bella,” Edward gently coaxed, pulling on her hand. She put the computer on the table, allowing him to drag her back to the bedroom. “You promised to come to bed.” His fingers grazed along her arms before he found the hem of her tank top. He pulled it up and over head. “Naked, remember?”

“How can I forget? But, I believe that you need to be naked, too,” Bella teased, tugging down his shorts. “Easy access, and all that.”

“There’s my pervy girl,” Edward quipped, pulling Bella into the bed.

They fell asleep, curled around each other, in a tangle of naked limbs.

Edward woke up first, hours later. The sun was beginning to set, and the air was becoming cooler. He blinked open his eyes, seeing Bella’s body molded against his. He ran his fingers down her lithe body. He pressed a soft kiss behind her ear, rolling her so she was on her back. She sighed, shifting her legs, but was still asleep.

“Wake up, beautiful,” Edward whispered, brushing his lips over hers. “I need you.”

She whimpered, her eyes fluttering open. “You need me?” she retorted, nipping at his lips.

“Always, Bella,” he replied, crashing his lips to hers. They kissed each other hungrily before Edward slid down Bella’s body, spreading her thighs. He slid his tongue along her slit. She arched off the bed. Her palms slammed down on the mattress as Edward devoured her essence. His tongue pushed inside her, lapping up her sweetness. With open-mouthed kisses, he sucked her clit between his teeth and flicked it with his tongue. Easing two fingers inside, he slowly pumped his hand, feeling her from the inside.

“Edward, please,” she begged. “Your mouth feels amazing, but I want your cock!”

He moved up, kissing her lips. She pushed on his shoulder. They rolled and Bella straddled his legs. She pumped his length a few times before impaling herself with his cock. Edward groaned as her tightness surrounded him. “Fuck, feeling you without barriers is better than anything in the world,” he growled against her mouth. “You’re made for me, Bella.”

“Yes,” Bella moaned, kissing him deeply. She rolled her hips, taking him further inside. His hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements. Her fingers threaded into his messy hair while they made love. Edward slid his palms to her behind, spreading the globes of her ass. He teased her rosette. “Oh, God!”

Edward smiled against her lips as her arousal increased around him. “Do you like that?” he asked.

“Fuck, I do,” she breathed, her hips bucking uncontrollably. “Someone who loves sex as much as I do.”

“You have no idea, beautiful,” he murmured, rolling them, and pressing her into the mattress. He put her legs over his shoulders, pounding into her with abandon. Both of their bodies were slick with sweat, making it easy to move together. “Bella, you’re squeezing me so tightly. I’m going to come.”

“Together,” she growled, snaking her hand between their bodies, and roughly circling her clit.

“Holy fuck,” he snarled, watching her fingers pleasure herself while he fucked her. “That’s it, baby. Yes!!”

She screamed, clenching around his length while he spilled into her. He slowed his thrusts until he slipped out of her warmth. He lay on her side, nuzzling her neck as their bodies cooled. “That was a lot more than our shower perviness,” Bella giggled.

“I think it was because I was actually coherent,” he laughed, kissing her lips. “But, I’m starved. The breakfast we had … I burned it off while we were enjoying each other. What time is it?”

“A little after seven,” Bella answered, picking up her cell phone from the nightstand. “I’m going to shower. Then, we can go to the main resort for dinner. Oh, I also need to call Miss Alice.” She slid out of bed, kissing his lips. “Care to join me?” His eyes lightened up. “Just to get clean, babe.”

“Okay, okay,” he laughed, sweeping her into his arms and carrying her to the bathroom.

They took their shower and got dressed. Bella put on a summery dress with a pair of flip flops while Edward slipped on a pair of shorts with a polo shirt. After Bella called Miss Alice, they walked to the main resort building. A pretty woman greeted them and led them out to the patio overlooking the beach. Handing them two menus, she ducked back into the resort.

“So, what do you want to do while we’re here?” Edward asked after they’d put in an order of tapas, not wanting anything too heavy.

“I’d like to explore the resort and ask if I can feature this place on my blog. I haven’t had a chance to really look at what we can do since we spent most of the day sleeping …” Bella answered, blushing.

“Or fucking,” Edward snickered.

“Hmmm, that too,” Bella laughed.

The server came out with their array of tapas. Bella asked, in elegant Portuguese, if she could get a brochure for the activities of the resort. The server grinned widely, scurrying away, and returning with a folder. Bella expressed her thanks, opening the brochure and flipping through it.

“You speak Portuguese,” Edward chuckled.

“I know a little bit. I found it necessary to learn the basic phrases in most languages, along with their responses. It also helps that I have a good ear for it, too,” Bella shrugged.

“What languages are you fluent in?” he asked.

“Most romance languages, Spanish, Portuguese, Italian, and French. I’m passable in German and Polish. Russian and those more guttural languages are a struggle, but I can plod through,” Bella said. “Mandarin, Vietnamese and Hindu? I use the Google Translate app.”

“I learn something new about you every day, Bella and I’m in awe,” Edward said softly, staring at her. “Can you teach me some things?”

“Possibly,” Bella replied. “Did you take a language in high school?”

“Spanish, but I barely remember anything,” he laughed.

The rest of their meal was spent having a rudimentary conversation in Spanish, making plans for their time at the resort. When they were done with dinner, Bella asked to talk to the manager on duty. An older man, who looked a lot like their driver, came outside. “My nephew said you wanted to speak to the manager?” he said in a heavy accent. He looked concerned.

“It’s nothing bad, I promise,” Bella laughed. “You look so much like the man who picked us up.”

“Nahuel is my son,” the man replied, sitting down. “My name is Osvaldo and along with my wife, Huilen, we own this resort. How can I help you?”

Bella told Osvaldo about her blog and asked permission to share her experiences with her audience. Osvaldo hemmed and hawed until she showed him her website.

“This is beautiful,” Osvaldo said. “I like how show local places along with your travels. Are you on this site, Senhor Cullen?”

“The most recent post, I am,” Edward beamed. “My girlfriend is a brilliant writer and gives honest reviews.”

“When it comes to videos, I always allow you to preview it before I post,” Bella explained. “It would have to be when I get back to the states. I have my laptop here, which doesn’t have the same power as my desktop computer, nor do I have my editing software loaded on it.”

“I would love for you to review our resort,” Osvaldo said. “Is there something I need to sign?”

“I have an online release form,” Bella said. “I can email it to you.”

“That sounds great,” Osvaldo nodded. He gave Bella his email address, which Bella used immediately to share the online release form. “Let me know if you need anything. I’ll fill out the form once I get back to my office.”

“I appreciate it,” Bella replied, shaking Osvaldo’s hand, who turned to leave. Once he was back inside, Bella grinned at Edward. “That went well.”

“You say that you don’t like people, but you sashayed Osvaldo really well. He was eating out of the palm of your hand,” Edward chuckled.

“I still don’t like people, but I can socialize with the proper encouragement. I just don’t have patience for stupidity. You have to admit that the human race, by and large, is pretty freaking stupid,” Bella snorted, sipping her wine. “Selfish, too.”

“I won’t disagree with you there,” Edward deadpanned. “Are we good to go?” He reached into his pocket, tossing some cash onto the table. “Despite the fact that we slept most of the day, I’m still tired.”

“It’s good that we decided to take it easy tomorrow,” Bella replied, standing up. Edward slid his arm around her waist, and they leisurely walked back to their villa along the beach. The air was warm, balmy, but had a bit of nip to it - a hint of the coming autumn weather in the southern hemisphere. She tugged on Edward’s hand, pulling him to the warm sand.

“Everything okay?” he asked.

“Everything’s fine,” Bella said. “This is something I like to do the first night in a new place. I find someplace quiet and just reflect on why I’m here. I wanted to include you in my ritual.”

“I thought you were doing that this morning,” he said.

“I was doing something else this morning,” she offered. He arched a brow in question. “I was dealing with my own neuroses. Anyhow, this trip for the two of us … The reason why we’re here …”

“We’re here because I wanted to spend time with you, learning about your love of travel,” Edward answered. “I also want to get to know you. You’re so amazing, funny, and smart, but guarded. Well, guarded when it comes to certain parts in your life.”

“Those parts of my life would be my neuroses,” Bella sighed. “It’s not something I like to share with anyone. Only two people know that part of me … my dad, who’s passed away, and Miss Alice.” She moved so she was snuggled between his legs. He slid his arms around her waist. “I’m not … ready … to share yet. I will tell you. I promise, just not today.”

“Okay,” he whispered. “I don’t want to push you …”

“Sometimes, I need a push. Miss Alice is constantly telling me to open up to someone, but it’s hard when a person who you were supposed to trust broke that confidence,” Bella explained. “So, my neuroses are based out of experience. On a small level, I do trust you, but I’m waiting for you to throw that back in my face.”

“I wouldn’t, beautiful,” Edward said fervently. “You already mean so much to me. More than words can say …”

She didn’t respond, only snuggling closer to Edward. He tightened his hold on her, pressing a kiss to her neck and let her mull over what he’d said. Her fingers threaded with his, giving him some solace that Bella felt the same, but was terrified of being hurt.

Edward vowed to not hurt her and to show her that she could trust him.

With everything.

xx DD xx

March 11th, 2020

After eating breakfast in their villa, they packed a small tote before heading down to the beach. Bella wore a white bikini with floral cover up. Edward was in a pair of grey swim trunks with a short-sleeved button-down. “Do you have sunscreen?” Edward asked.

“Packed in my tote,” Bella answered. “Grab the towels, babe?”

“Got ‘em,” Edward said, slinging both of them over his shoulder. “Ready?” Sliding her feet into her flip flops and picking up her phone, she nodded. They walked down to the beach, finding two chaise lounges. The beach was pretty filled, but their spot was secluded. “Holy shit,” Edward barked. “This is a topless beach.”

“Don’t stare,” Bella chided. “Americans are pretty Victorian when it comes to nudity, gawking at tits and ass. It’s actually a nude beach.”

“Yeah, my cock has not seen the light of day. It would be awful if it got sunburnt,” Edward laughed nervously.

“Says the exhibitionist,” Bella teased, pulling off her cover up. With an arched brow, she tugged on the ties to her bikini and tossed it into her bag. “When in Rome …”

“Do you need help with sunscreen?” Edward asked, picking up the tube from her bag.

“You just want to feel me up in public,” Bella teased, sitting down on the chaise lounge. She leaned back, draping her arms above her head, and grinning seductively. “Who am I to deny you, babe?”

“Roll over, Bella. Back first,” he said, crouching down next to the lounge. She did as he asked. He gently pushed her hair over her shoulders, rubbing the sunscreen into her smooth skin. When her back was done, she lay down on her back. He massaged the lotion into her stomach and over her breasts. She whimpered when he tweaked her nipples. “Not going completely naked?”

“Like you, my pussy has not seen the light of day,” she quipped, sitting up on her elbows. “Besides, sand up in that business? No thank you!”

“Don’t blame you there,” Edward snorted, shrugging off his shirt.

“Come here. Let me cover you up. You are pasty, Cullen,” Bella snickered. “Well, pastier in the sunlight. You’re almost sparkling, like that vampire!”

“Shut it,” he groused, sitting on the edge of the lounge. “I do not sparkle, woman!”

Bella laughed, massaging the sunscreen into his shoulders and back. He turned around and she mimicked the actions he did on her body, twisting his nipples. He growled lowly, kissing her. “Turnabout’s fair play, Sparkleward.”

“Really, Bella?” Edward snorted, moving to his own chaise lounge. “I do not …” He looked down, frowning. “What the fuck?”

“The sunscreen has glitter in it. I didn’t realize it. Or rather, I didn’t think Miss Alice realized it. She’s the one who gave it to me,” Bella laughed, shimmying her chest to show off her own glittery skin. “Own it, Edward.”

“Okay, Glitterella,” he teased. He moved to his own chaise lounge, laying back.

They lay in the sun, relishing in the warmth and sweet breezes of the beach. Tropical drinks were delivered while they relaxed. Edward was reading a book while Bella was listening to a podcast. Nahuel came over, asking if he could deliver some food for them. They ordered some lunch while Bella put on her bikini top. Edward pouted adorably.

“I’m going to the bathroom, perv,” she snickered. “I don’t want the entire resort to see my tits. I’m fine with perfect strangers, but walking inside with the girls out and free? Yeah, not so much. I’ll be right back. If my phone rings, it might be Miss Alice. She said she’d love to talk to you.”

“Sounds good,” Edward nodded, watching as she walked to the resort. He shifted to lay on his stomach, continuing reading his book. The novel he was reading was a complete guilty pleasure. He was a sucker for fantasy novels, specifically by the author, R. A. Salvatore. He was reading The Dark Elf Trilogy, lost in the second novel, Exile.

Bella returned a few moments later with a couple of drinks. “Osvaldo wanted us to try these out,” she said, handing him a frozen beverage. “A combination of a piña colada and a strawberry daiquiri or something. It’s really sweet and loaded with booze.”

“Nice,” Edward laughed as he took the drink, but grimaced when he swallowed the sip. “Wow … I think I could get a cavity from this. Damn.”

“What are you reading?” Bella asked, tossing off her bikini top.

“A fantasy novel,” Edward replied, handing her the thick volume. “I started reading these when I was a kid and when I need to relax, I pull them out. I figured I could use this time to just veg. You know?”

“Hmmm, me, too,” Bella grinned. “Though, I do have a few manuscripts I need to finish while we’re on this trip.”

“You gave me shit about not working. I’m going to do the same,” Edward chided, flicking some condensation her way. “So, this is me giving you shit.”

“I finished one while you were showering, Sparkleward,” she argued, pulling out the sunscreen. “You’re getting pink. Let’s reapply and then have some fun in the water.”

“Fun, or fun?” Edward asked, putting his book in the bag.

“A little bit of both,” Bella retorted with as sexy smile, rubbing the lotion onto his shoulders. They waited twenty minutes, drinking their sugary, alcoholic beverages. Nahuel came back with their lunch with some more drinks, but these were in plastic glasses so they could take them into the water.

After they finished eating, they walked to the beach, wading out into the water until it was waist height. “Water’s so warm,” Edward said. “And calm …” He slid behind her, wrapping his arms around her slender waist.

“Hmmm, people will know if we’re fucking out here,” Bella giggled, turning around, and kissing his jaw.

“A lot of men were staring at your tits,” he argue. “I want them to know you’re mine, baby.”

“I am yours,” she breathed, stepping further into the water. “Show me.”

He kissed her. His hands found her bikini bottoms, wrenching them to the side and pushing two fingers inside of her. Bella’s hands untied his swim trunks and pushed them down over his hips. He bent down, lifting up her legs around his waist, which was now beneath the water. He pulled back, staring into her eyes as he pushed into her warmth. She moaned, scratching her fingers down his shoulders. “I wish those assholes could see my cock in your body, Bella. Fucking you. Owning you.”

“They know, Edward,” she growled, rolling with each thrust of his hips. Her tits bounced enticingly as he claimed her. “Fuck, baby, you’re so big in me.”

Their lovemaking was fast and dirty, with both of them coming with silent screams. When they calmed, Edward slid her legs down and righted her bikini bottoms. Languidly they kissed, allowing their bodies to relax and cool down from their insatiable thirst that refused to be quenched. With another soft kiss, they walked back to their chaise lounges. She lay down on her stomach, picking up a magazine but didn’t open it.

“It was my mom,” Bella said.

“Who was your mom?”

“She was the person who broke my trust,” she answered. “When I was in high school, she was dating and had eventually married a guy who looked at me like I was a side of beef. He wanted to fuck me. If I had stayed with her, he probably would have. So, I begged my dad to let me move in with him. Long story short, my mom’s husband was caught with several underage girls and was sent to prison. She blamed me. I had tempted him, she’d said.”

“That’s fucked up,” Edward growled. “You were a kid!”

“Exactly. I lived in my house I shared with my mom. I had to lock my door because I didn’t trust Phil. He would try to come into the bathroom while I was showering. He would leer at my chest, trying to get a glimpse of my tits, and hug me a little too long,” Bella shuddered. “So, my mom chose a pedophile over me. She shattered my trust in humanity.”

“How can you be with someone after that?” Edward asked, frowning deeply.

“I took control over my sexuality. This is my body and I share it with whom I choose. It took me awhile before I felt comfortable to have sex with someone. I lost my virginity my senior year of college. It was an experience,” she laughed, rolling her eyes. “The guy I lost my virginity to was also a virgin. It was like the blind leading the blind. It hurt and yeah. After that, I decided to go with guys who were experienced. I also learned what I liked, what I didn’t.”

“What do you like? Other than exhibitionism.”

“Nothing’s off the table,” she shrugged. “I really like showing off my affection to another person. Public displays of affection, the more public, the more exciting.”

“So, what we just did in the Atlantic Ocean really turned you on?” Edward smirked, his lips quirking up coyly.

“Very much so,” she giggled, turning back over. “This freedom to be topless is also pretty fucking awesome. I also hate wearing a bra. What about you? What do you like?”

“Oh, no, we’re not done with your likes and dislikes,” Edward chided. “Give me more, Glitterella … Miss Sparkly Tits.”

“They are pretty damned sparkly,” she laughed, making her boobs bounce and the glitter to flash in the sun. “Anyway, things that I like … pretty much everything we’ve done so far. I’ve also experimented with BDSM.”

“I cannot picture that,” Edward retorted. “You’re too bossy to be a submissive, but I can’t imagine you doling out punishments as a Dominant.”

“It wasn’t my jam,” Bella said. “You’re spot on with your assessment. I like using toys and shit while having sex, but whips and floggers? No, thank you.” She sipped her water, her expression thoughtful. “But, the control aspect of BDSM intrigued me. Controlling orgasms and prolonging pleasure?”

“We could explore that while we’re here,” Edward suggested.

“Sounds like fun,” Bella purred. “But, like I said, I’m open to anything. I’ve tried most everything once. I had a few bi-curious moments, threesomes with both men and women, but I’m very much a heterosexual woman. I like the female form, but I love cocks.”

“Threesomes,” Edward mused. “Interesting …” He shifted and looked at her. “I don’t know if I could do that. I’m too selfish and possessive.”

“You are possessive,” Bella teased, but she blushed. “I liked hearing that I’m yours. I never imagined that I could like that … I’m a strong, independent woman, but I like being with you, being yours.”

“As I’m yours, Bella,” Edward said softly. “So, I think it’s safe to say that having a threesome is not on the table.”

“But, anal play is definitely on the table,” she grinned. “Talk about an intense orgasm.”

“Okay, we need to stop talking about all of this because I’m getting painfully hard,” Edward groaned. “If I got up, I’d scare small children with my cock.”

“Thank goodness there are no small children,” Bella offered. “Adults only resort. Brilliant call on that, Sparkleward.”

“This sparkle business is all your fault, Glitterella,” Edward teased, wiggling his finger at her. “I think I saw a gift shop in the resort. We’re getting some non-sparkly sunscreen for tomorrow.”

“Duly noted,” Bella nodded. “Have you calmed down?”

“I have,” he said, picking up his shirt. “Just enough to go back to our villa and we can play.”

Bella stood up, taking her cover up and wrapping it around her waist. Her bikini top firmly in her beach tote. She sashayed past him, winking at him saucily. “What are you waiting for?”

“Absolutely nothing,” he growled, following her lithe, sexy form.

A/N: Bella and Edward a pervy pair. She’s also got some issues, but she doesn’t let it define her. She knows her limitations and accepts them. But, this trust issue will be a problem. Bella does trust Edward. She wouldn’t have told him about her past if she hadn’t. She doesn’t fully trust him. Not yet.

Anyhow, pictures from this chapter, along with photos of Osvaldo, Nahuel and the resort are on my blog. I am taking some liberties with the resort. It’s smaller, according to the website. I’m making it more lavish … I’m also on FB: Tufano79’s Twilight Fanfiction Appreciation. Twitter, too: tufano79.

Up next will be a couple of excursions and a conversation with Miss Alice. How do you think she’s doing?

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