Restoration

Chapter Eleven

We're in the third and final installment in the Renovations trilogy. I'm happy for those of you who stuck with me throughout all of this. This was a challenge to write, but it helped me grow as an author. I hope you see that, too. Now, the story will update on Wednesdays and Sundays, with teasers on Mondays and Fridays. It's pre-written and complete. Thank you to Christina Downs for her help with this – guiding me with suggestions for the story, editing and just being a sounding board for this journey – you rock, girlie! MWAH!

Chapter Eleven

"I love you so much, Edward," she whispered, her lips quivering. "My heart beats for you." Turning to Garrett, she took his head, threading their fingers together. "I couldn't have done this without you, Garrett. I love you, too."

"Do you know what I think would be the cure for all of these tears?" Garrett asked, kissing Bella's knuckles and looking at the fridge. "Orgasms."

"For a second, I thought you were going to say cheesecake," Bella giggled.

"The cheesecake is for later," Garrett said, waving his hand dismissively. "I think we need to show you how much we want you."

"How much we love you. How much I love you," Edward smiled crookedly, picking her up. She squeaked, wrapping her arms around his neck. He carried her to the counter of the kitchen. Garrett followed them, sliding behind Bella and moving her hair from her neck, kissing her soft skin. Edward stared at her as Garrett nipped and bit at her long neck.

Edward stared at her as Garrett nipped and bit at her long neck. Moving forward, Edward brushed his lips with hers, tracing her pink, needy lips. She whimpered, her legs widening to accommodate Edward's body to fit between her thighs. Her fingers tangled into his messy, bronzed locks, tugging almost painfully on the strands. His hands glided down her arms and pulled her body closer to his. She was sandwiched between Edward and Garrett, lost in the heat of their bodies. Her skirt of her pink dress was inched up, further up her svelte, lithe body by Edward's wandering fingers. "I fucking missed kissing you, love. Touching you," Edward whispered against her mouth, his hands pushing her skirt up further. "Loving you. Please, can I show you how much I love you? How much I need you? Desire you? Adore you?"

"Please," she breathed, crushing her mouth against Edward's. She was intoxicated by Edward's kisses, Garrett's biting nibbles and her desire to feel both of them one last time. She wanted them both, but needed Edward more. His willingness to forgive her made her heart soar and she knew she'd show him how much she loved, adored and revered him at some point, later in the weekend. But, for now? She'd gladly take his affection, his desire, his adoration and his love.

Edward smiled against her mouth, lifting her up and easing her skirt over her hips. Her hot pink thong panties were now fully on display. Edward's hands moved slowly up and down her thighs, massaging her legs. "Hmmm, are you wet for me?" Edward asked, his voice deep and husky.

"I can smell her pussy from here," Garrett practically growled against her shoulder.

Edward pulled away, his eyes moving down her body. Bella's chest was heaving and her legs were spread. On the satiny fabric, there was a clear wet spot between her legs and her arousal was spilling down her creamy thighs, glistening in the warm lighting of the candles and twinkle lights in the condo. Edward gripped the hips of her panties and slid them down her body, revealing her swollen, drenched center. Her folds were the same color as her dress, dripping with her sweet, succulent nectar. "Fuck, I want to feast on you," Edward panted, looking at her needy sex.