I knew as soon as he told me to go to the basement, I was in trouble. The problem was that I enjoyed his punishments. Taking off my clothes I wondered what my consequence would be. Usually it's something I could deal with. Something like, not being able to make a single sound while he pounded into me, or not being able to ride out my orgasm until he told me to. Although I had a feeling that him seeing me kissing another man, could bring me much worse. As I heard the large basement door clank shut, I knelt onto the floor, taking my submissive position role.
His footsteps became closer until I felt his hot, coffee scented breath on my neck. "Why did you do it?" he whispered in my ear. Of course he knew, mentally screaming myself for questioning if he would find out. When I didn't answer, he grabbed my hair at which I gave a small yelp. "Why did you do it?" he shouted at me this time. I was quite shocked by his sudden outburst. He never gets like this; he only teases me before giving me my punishment. Something inside of me knew there was more to this. Sighing, I grew up the courage to tell the truth.
"WHY?" he screamed in my face again. This was my chance.
"Because I love you!" I sobbed.
"What?"
"I did it because I love you. I kissed Jake because I wanted to make you jealous. I wanted to see how you reacted, to see if you cared about me like I do about you." I never met his eyes as I spoke, even though as a sub, I should have always made eye contact with him. After a few minutes of silence, I realised I shouldn't of said how I feel, especially to my dom. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't of said that."
"Stand up" His voice was shaky, but he still showed control in his posture. I did as my dom said, but covered up my naked body. I suddenly became self-conscious of myself. As he stepped closer to me, I whimpered, "Please don't hurt me. Please" He took off his t-shirt and gave it to me. I took it, without looking at him, and put it on. It smelled of expensive cologne and cinnamon. The smell was so intoxicating that I actually forgot where I was for a moment. Without realising my dom took me in his arms, pulling me as close as he could pull me to him. A dominant isn't meant to be affectionate towards a submissive. Edward Cullen doesn't do this type of thing. Cullen means business. His sweet words brought me out of my daydream, "I got you my angel. I fell in love with you the minute I laid eyes on you. You have the most beautiful brown eyes I've ever seen. They suck me in to you. When I see you smile occasionally, I have the strongest urge to kiss you. So much that that I have to walk away from you before I do. I want to get to know you so much more. I want you to trust me, no secrets. I want there to be an us and to build a relationship. I need you in my life Isabella Swan. This submissive and dominant business is over. I hate not being able to hold you when I hear you crying at night. Bella it kills me! I want you so much, and I'll wait forever to have you, if that's what it takes.
Nothing held me back from crying. At that moment I realised Edward Cullen had just admitted his feelings to me. He loved me. He actually loves me, and I believe him! My brain was going into overload, suddenly feeling sleepy. Edward picked me up bridal style and carried me to his room. I think it was his anyway. As he laid me onto the bed and tucked me in, my heart felt warmed by his sudden affection. He slipped into bed next to me and I quickly closed the distance between us, laying my head into the crook of his neck. When Edward wrapped his arms around my waist to keep me close, my eyes started to droop. "I love you Edward," I whispered before falling asleep.
