Random pairing, No? Just felt like I should do this to have something to do, If you like it, I might write more, and
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I never truly thought that I would be this insane to ever trust this woman.
But the first time she walked into the room I was bombarded with scrambled thoughts and violent bursts of color.
She walked with a demeanor that insisted respect and commanded you to pay attention. Leah Clearwater.
Of course, I've got a loving wife, a young daughter who I love deeply and love me back. The moment she glanced at me, inky black tresses swished like a whirlpool.
Her dark skin stood out in this rainy city whereas my pale skin reminded her constantly of vampires.
However, emotionally and mentally they were not that far apart.
And when she looked him up and down, her pretty exotic face contorted, frowning.
"Cullen," She sneered at me with Jacob by her side. Ohh, no matter what she did, it just seemed so entrancing. So I smirked, staring directly into her brown eyes.
"Clearwater," She frowned once more before going onto the next room with Jacob, leaving behind the scent of cinnamon and brown sugar. I bet she tastes like sunshine and jellybeans, and I don't know why.
At that moment, Bella chose to enter the room smiling and came over to kiss me. I was disappointed that she smelled of vanilla and cream and tasted like sugar cane. I frowned absentmindedly.
I wanted…What did I want? But Bella, she'd always been too close, too clingy. I needed space to breathe, if you could call it that . I just hope they never find out
what they already know.
Lust. A feeling I never thought to encounter. And of all women too, I already feel guilty, thinking of infidelity. When she passed by me, her scent made me almost dizzy. Then the daydreams came, they were the worst.
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The deep pressure. Both hearts beat like a metronome
both in sync like a song feels so right but its just so wrong. Minds like taboo, writhing beneath sure hands, soft gasps and pressure against collarbones
The bite of fangs on lips, drawing blood. Muscles shift beneath taut bronze skin, legs flex around hips, inky hair smeared against a pillow, my pillow. Whispering to her not to be scared, shushing, my nose at her earlobe nipping softly. Her moans, become howls that pierce the darkness.
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I want her so badly, that i think, most likely, that Jasper already caught on. I'm a bastard, simple as that. I have to accept that.
But I'm happy, with my wife, my daughter, in a cottage of make believe love, not for me but where Bella's the only one in love.
It's what I always wanted, right?
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OKKKK~! I know, choppy ending, :S What do you think? A short quick one, I'm curious about this pairing, but if you like it,I'll continue.
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Much Love,
Lisa BaZaar Queen of Soybeans aka Ellie Q