EPOV
Bella's laughing erratically as she pumps me in her small hand. For some reason I don't even begin to comprehend, the action of groping my junk sends her into a fit of girlish giggles.
"Babe, shhh. You're gonna wake the kids. And not to mention Alice." I warn her softly whilst moaning.
The Alice remark convinces her to tone it down a couple of notches. Yeah, Alice, my ex-wife, doesn't appreciate hearing mine and Bella's sexual trysts; a fact she reminds us of often.
However, I can't help that we get carried away! Bella is nineteen; a sexual tigress. She has those teenage hormones bubbling inside of her hot little body- what kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't satisfy them?
I'm quickly reminded of Bella's presence when she scoots down out of sight. I feel her envelope her wet mouth around my throbbing dick- bliss. I'm such a lucky bastard. It's an actual legitimate rule in my relationship with Bella that we partake in a sexual rendezvous every single morning. Usually it consists of intercourse, but Bella knows today is a stressful one for me. For today I start production on my new film.
I've done numerous movies in my 32 years (fifteen of those I've dedicated to being an actor), but this one is going to be particularly draining for me. My co-star is acclaimed actress Tanya Denali, who has a diva like reputation. So not looking forward to that, especially since I know it to be true. The first time I was introduced to Tanya I had brought Bella along. She completely ignored my young love and spent the night trying to get into my pants. Not cool. Bella's everything to me; no one is allowed to snub her.
Worse is that I have an entire heap of sex scenes that I am contractually obliged to film with the uptight princess. I suppose they're necessary, others would label be a fortunate man for getting so close to Tanya's tits.
Back to Bella though, who's currently caressing my aching balls. My hands dip under the comforter and I grab her silky brunette hair, pulling her closer to my dick. When she starts carefully licking more forcefully, I'm a goner. My love juice escapes into her mouth.
With a goofy grin plastered on her beautiful face, Bella moves back up on my body, tackling my lips. I can taste myself on her, yuck. I seriously admire this girl's tolerance. No way would I be able to swallow jizz. Although I do have no problem lapping up Bella's aroma. Yum, perhaps later.
Bella's sweet kisses transform into more passionate assaults, it physically pains me to break away, but I must.
"I've got to get ready, babe." I trace a "B" on her bare back with my finger nail.
The pout she gives in response is almost enough ignition to cause me to cum all over again.
"I know." She says; lips curled in a frown.
Bella and I take a quick shower together and are miraculously able to keep the touching to a minimum. However, when we enter our bedroom in towels I can't control myself from tacking her with kisses. I love her. There may be a lengthy age difference between us, but it doesn't matter. She's sweet and intelligent….and she's mine.
When Alice and I got a divorce, I was certain I'd never love anyone again. Then no less than a month after Alice filed, Bella strolled through the coffee shop I was sulking in. I remember is so visibly, it occurred a year ago. Bella was a freshmen attending college at California State. She had taken a seat in the far corner, tears brimming in her eyelids.
*Flashback*
"May I sit with you?" I asked, nervous. Being a celebrity of my status, it can be dangerous to approach strangers, but she looks so distraught.
My heart fluttered as her warm, brown eyes connected with my green ones. The girl hasn't uttered a word and already I am a goner.
"Are you joking with me?" Her voice shakes slightly.
I shake my head. She laughs in my face.
"Edward Cullen, big shot movie star, wants to sit by a random young girl in a coffee shop. Hmm…I suppose those rumors are true then."
My fingers ball up in anger. I loathe when people act like they know ME simply because they read an article or heard a news piece on E! I'm not the playboy the media is so keen on spinning me out to be. The only notches on my bed post are three women- one I married for God's sake! And no affairs thank you very much. I was married for ten years and barely even looked at another woman in that time.
"You know, you really shouldn't judge people before you get to know them." I pull the wicker chair opposite from her out, sitting down.
She shrugs before remarking, "That's a good piece of advice. I'm sorry. I'm kind of not myself today."
"Want to talk about it?" I find myself praying desperately that she divulges her current predicament. Even if it's the tiniest bit of information, I just want to hear her angelic voice.
"What's your deal?" She asks, placing her chin in her hands whilst resting her elbows on the table, "Aren't you worried the paparazzi will catch you with new arm candy?"
"I can't live my life in fear."
She nods her cute head in understanding.
"It's just my first day, you know? I only arrived in California yesterday and already I am expected to start school. People here…they're not friendly. I was late to all of my classes and I have no idea how the hell I'm going to manage purchasing the required books for those said classes. College in California is more expense than they let on." She finishes her monologue with a sigh.
"Where are you from?"
"Forks."
"Forks?" I've never heard of a place with that name before. Perhaps it's some hidden town in Alaska.
"It's located in Washington, small town, not even labeled on the map. But its home you know?"
"Actually I do. I grew up in a small town in Michigan."
"Which one?"
"Pontiac."
"That's on the map. I wouldn't refer to it as relatively unknown." She remarks.
"True."
*End of flashback*
Bella collects the necessary supplies into her bag, preparing for her day at college. Since moving in together, I have begged Bella to let me pay for her college expenses, but she adamantly refuses. Still, she can't pass up a shopping trip. Women!
When we're decent, we join Alice and the kids for breakfast in the family dining room.
As fucked up as it is, my ex-wife lives with us. Alice despises Bella. She strongly believes Bella is a hazard to the children, being so young and even I'll admit…ditzy at times. Honestly though, I have a theory that Alice is just jealous. She hasn't dated since we split.
Ironically, she divorced me stating we never spent any quality time together. Well now I see her more than ever! Alice lost the home we once shared when the bills became too much. I paid her a large amount in child support, but our prenup had prevented alimony. Hence, while she was receiving a hefty sum for the children, she idiotically spent it lavishly on herself and other wasteful venues.
She had begged me to let her stay and I accepted immediately. I wasn't too thrilled to have to share a house with my ex, but I got to see my kids everyday- an opportunity I couldn't pass up.
The only good product of my union with Alice was our two great kids: Angela, 7, and Riley, 3. They were perfect, but the divorce had been difficult on them. Angela especially since she was old enough to notice the changes occurring in her environment. She hasn't exactly fully warmed up to Bella yet. I know she's still angry, she blames Bella. Angela had this fantasy I would reunite with Alice. When I started going steady with Bella, it became increasingly clear that would not be happening.
"Excited for school, Ange?" I tousle her locks between my fingers.
"Daddy, stop! You're messing it up." She whines.
"Yes, Daddy stop. I spent all morning perfecting that hair." Alice scolds. She sways her hips to the sink then proceeds to empty her coffee mug in the drain.
"Sorry, kid." I kiss Ange's hair, completely careful in this action. The last thing I need is for my seven year old daughter to give me a bruise.
Riley pounds his tiny fist on his chair, demanding my attention. I swoop him into my arms, peppering kisses on his chubby cheeks. He giggles- at least someone appreciates me!
"Don't squeeze the boy to death." Alice loves to disapprove of everything I do.
"Sorry, I'm about to place him back in his chair, that okay with you master?" I ask her sarcastically. She's such a bitch when it comes to me and my parenting.
"Hey sweetie?" Bella asks as I set Riley down gingerly.
She looks so sexy today. She's got a simple white tank on with ripped skinny jeans. The differences between Alice and Bella are staggering. Alice dresses in elaborate clothing, everything is designer. For example, today her agenda consists of caring for Riley and eating lunch with her mother; yet, she's dressed in a black mini dress with stilettos.
"Yeah Babe?" I see Alice cringe at how I address my Bella.
"I just wanted to remind you that Jacob's staying with us for the weekend. He's coming up tomorrow since he doesn't have school Friday. I'm picking him up at the airport then he's here for a couple days. "
Jacob is Bella's fourteen year old brother. They have an incredible bond that I hope Angela and Riley one day reciprocate. Jake's a cool kid. He wasn't too thrilled about me when we first met. I think he was worried I'd get in the way of his relationship with Bella. Once it was obvious that would never happen, he let me in.
Angela's ears perk up in interest at this new conversation topic. She harbors a bit of a crush on Jacob. All the little girls seem to. Jake's perfectly aware of that fact too. I'm banned from visiting the mall with him though. Apparently, the girls select me to ogle when I'm there instead of Jacob. What can I say? No way am I apologizing for being handsome and famous.
"Yeah I remember. I miss the guy. How's he doing?"
"Good, I guess." Bella replies sadly. I know how much she misses him.
I embrace her and kiss her lips softly.
"Have a good day at school." I kiss her again, unable to sedate my passion for her. She has late classes on Wednesday so I know she'll be home for awhile longer. I wish I could stay with her. Perhaps we could finish our little make out session up in our bedroom…or the recreational room. On the pool table or in the hot tub….
"Mmm…have a good day on set." She kisses me openly on the mouth.
I have a distinct feeling that will be impossible, but I am grateful for her encouragement regardless.
"Oh and sweetheart", Bella pulls my left ear to her pouty lips so she can whisper quietly; "don't forget you owe me a thorough fuck tonight." She lets out a devilish giggle when my always eager dick tries to spring into her pants.
Sweet baby Jesus, I love this girl.