Accidental-Chapter 2

Authors Note

This is the edited version. I realised that I had made a lot more mistakes than I previously thought, therefore I have come away, and sorted it out :D

Hello again readers. I want to thank you if you have read my first chapter, and in turn read this one. I also want to thank people for the lovely reviews. And for adding me, and my story to favourite lists/alerts.

I realise that this has been a super quick update, and also that this chapter is not too long. But I really needed to write this down, and hey, no one is complaining.

Thank you again RelicWitch, since you asked me so nicely, I updated. I felt horrible for making you wait(:

All Twilight stuff belongs to Stephanie Mayer, if it belonged to me, there would be no 'and it all went black', and Edward and Bella would get a lot more sexy time.

EPOV

"Hello Edward, I'm Isabella, but I prefer Bella," she told me, finally meeting my intent gaze. This girl, Bella, was doing something to me. Not only did I have the worlds hardest hard on, trust me, it could cut through granite, but I instantly wanted to know more about her. This has never happened to me before… but I feel almost a physical pull towards her.

Before she spoke, Bella's eyes had been staring at not only me, but my body. She was checking me out, like I had her. Of course when she got to the monster in my pants, she could see everything. Her blush got so red, and it was so cute. However, I blushed a little. I mean not only had I only just met this girl, but I had made a complete twit of myself, I mean come on. Its like I'm some horney teenager or something. At least more times than not, they can keep it in their pants. If Mr. Grumpy down there gets any more excited, he will burst the zipper.

I look up at her standing so close to me, and part of my hair falls over my face… sometimes I really do hate my hair, but I never have the guts to cut it. Her hand twitches as if she want to push it out the way for me, but she soon drops her hand down. I'm sure there is a look of disappointment on my face.

"Alice told me you wanted to get stars tattooed today, is that correct?" She asks me, never breaking the eye contact.

"That's right," I simply answer. Damn, I need to start making more conversation with her, I mean, what if I never see her again, after my tattoo is complete. That thought haunts me, and I look from her lips back to her eyes.

"And where do you want them, Edward?" I literally shiver as she says my name, I have to stifle a groan. That's when I decide, I need to hear her say my name again… or rather moan my name. Okay, that was my rock solid dick speaking.

"I really want them on my hips, if that's okay with you, Bella?" I love the way her name falls from my lips, Bella has just become my favourite word, EVER. I can see the blush, which had previously faded, spread back onto her cheeks. She moves awkwardly from one foot to the other, I guess she likes me saying her name, just as much as I like having her say mine.

"That won't be a problem," she replies, with a small smile, "you will need to roll down, or take off your trousers Edward." She continues, with this mysterious look in her eyes.

I think I just jizzed in my pants. This beautiful woman, just asked me to take off my trousers. However, I only roll them down, along with my boxers, I can't take them off, otherwise Bella would be face to face with the hardest dick on the planet. And I can't have that, well, not yet at least. I comply immediately, keeping my eye contact with her as I do so.

I lye down on the reclining bed, flat on my back. This however, only fuels my dirty mind. Imagine if she just pulled out my dick, and sat down. Bella riding me, now that is an image which I am going to be dreaming about for a long time.

After deciding on the colours, half red and half black for the stars, very classic, Bella gets the paint ready and makes sure she is comfortable.

When Bella first begins the tattoo, she turns her attention to my lower body. I heard her stifle a sort of moan gasp, when she realises that she can see my public hair. This only fuels my hard on even more, after this tattoo, I am going to have to have some self lovin'.

I look into her eyes as she is working, and I can she the slight tip of her tongue. That must be her concentration face. I smile towards her, even though she can't see it. Taking the time to actually look at her, and not just her body, but the colour of her skin, and her strawberry smell, Bella really is the most beautiful creature I have ever seen.

The adrenaline coursing through my vains, seems to speed up time. The next thing I know, the tattoo is finished, and Bella is asking me to check them out, and see if I like them or not. The thought saddens me, I want to see Bella again. I don't want to miss out on… whatever this could be.

I look at her face as I slowly make my way over to the floor length mirror in the corner, she has a sad look I her eyes, maybe she feels the same as I do.

A huge smile erupts onto my face as I stare at the tattoos in the mirror. They are actually perfect, they have been finished with such perfection, and the colours are so bright. This is exactly what I wanted, and its all thanks to Bella. Then it hits me, Bella has just marked me, for life. The thought makes me unbelievebly happy. I hope that I can make her feel as good as I do right now, some other time. Hopefully in the near future.

Bella makes her way over to me, as I stare in the mirror. Her smell engulfs me as she stands close to my back, as to not obscure my view. Her face is distorted with worry.

"Edward, what's wrong? If you hate the stars, I'm sure that Alice will be able to help…" she hurriedly tells me.

I can't stop the smug look on my face, she actually thinks that I don't like, the most amazing tattoo on my body.

"Bella," I whisper as I catch her eye in the mirror, "these are the most amazing tattoos on my body. Thank you so much… I don't think I will be able to express how much I mean that." I smile at her.

Suddenly another look altogether passes along her features, its sort of a mix between thanks and something I really don't know, want? Lust? I catch her eye again in the mirror and I am sure that she can see the change of expression on my face, and the darkening of my eyes. They darken in lust. I need this woman.

"I think you should go now Edward," she whispers into my back, "otherwise something is going to happen in this room, and we are going to regret it later." She continues, her face saddening word by word.

I sit back down into one of the chairs as Bella wraps up my new tattoos, going through everything she has to say about aftercare, but I'm not really listening. I already know all of this, and I cannot stop looking at the way her lips move as she talks. Her asking me to leave is a great thing in my opinion, it means that she wants me, just as much as I want her.

"Can I at least have your phone number before I go?" I ask her, with a puppy like look on my face.

"I don't know Edward, I mean you are a client, I'm not sure if I should do that?" She hesitates.

"Please?" I whisper as I catch her wandering gaze again. "I can feel something between us, and I know you can to."

Of course she says yes, and I leave the shop a while later, with this stupid, shit eating grin on my face. Not only is Bella, my tattooist, the most beautiful woman on the planet, but I also have her phone number. Me, lonely old Edward Cullen. Me. This fact gives me an odd sense of pride, and I can feel the difference in my confidence.

There is something else I need to take care of before I am going to call her though… And I am going to call her, like, today. And that is the monster in my pants, I am still painfully hard, and I guess, I need to take care of it. Since he has a gravitational pull towards Bella. If by some miracle she agrees to going out with me, I need to sort the major hard on out. I mean, she already saw how I became, by looking at her, I am surprised that she is not completely scared away.

I'm sure I was in like fast forward or something getting back to my apartment, one minute I was leaving the shop, the next I am in the lift up to my place. I guess time flies when you have a sick mind like myself. I know one thing though, I couldn't get this stupid smug look off my face the whole way, and I have no idea why. Maybe meeting Bella meant something, maybe my luck has changed. About time.

The elevator ride was so agitating. It took forever to get to my floor. The music being played was some annoying shit, and I was repeatedly biting my labrets. I guess I am one agitated mother fucker when I'm this horney.

I practically ran to my door, and with the force I closed the damn thing, I'm surprised it didn't break. I stomped the way to my bedroom shredding my shoes on the way, and collapsing on my bed.

I lift my hips off the bed as I take of my trousers, taking my boxers down with them, and leaving them at my ankles. I take time to caress the bandages to my new tattoo, before I touch the steal rod, with a feather light touch, watching myself twitch in my hand. Fuck, I have not been this tightly wound in a long time.

I get my blackberry out and scroll through my contacts until I see her name, Beautiful Bella, as I listed her. I Edward had her number, and she wanted me. I could tell by the way she was looking at me.

I throw the device onto the bed, as I start to think about Bella riding me on that tattoo chair. And against my couch, taking my member into my hand, and starting to stroke up and down. My moans and groans were rebounding across my apartment, I hope none of the neighbours were doing something super important… and quiet.

My strokes increase in speed, harder and faster and my moaning increases. My phone makes a slight beep, but I really cannot focus on that right now.

"Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk." I was almost there, as I started to twist my thumb over the head. Touching my most sensitive area as my thumb runs along my piercing. Yes, I have my dick pierced.

My hips start to raise of the best, as I basically fucked my hand. My thoughts changed in direction, imagining my mouth on Bella, her mouth on me, and that's what did it. The moaning increasing in tempo and I feel that familiar twist in the bottom of my stomach.

"OHSHITGODDAMN.. BELLAAAAAAA!!!" I scream as my orgasm ripples through me, and I see stars. Realising my hot seed all over myself, and the clothing I kept on. What the fuck, that must be a record for even me, two minutes, if that? My breathing was starting to change from huge pants, and relax a little. All of a sudden I heard a faint sneeze, what the fuck?

BPOV

The tattoos ended up looking amazing, even if I do say so for myself. But when he got onto my chair, and rolled down his trousers, we were in new territory. Knowing that I was so close to certain… anatomy, it was driving me crazy. I had permanently wet lady parts, throughout the tattoo, and it really wasn't that comfortable. All I could think about was climbing onto him, and fucking him crazy. I think my vajaja had some sort of pull to his peen.

The atmosphere changed in the room again, when Edward got up to check out his new tattoos, and he was just staring into the mirror, I was honestly, shit scared. I thought he hated them or something.

I watched him in the mirror, as he watched me stand close behind him. All I could smell was Edward, and I think it was messing with my brain. Everything changed when he started going on about how much he loved the tattoos, I was in shock, but I was so relieved. But I also couldn't get out the thought in my head, I had just marked Edward for life, and nothing could change that.

He caught eye in the mirror as he was thanking me, and I don't know if it was his expression, or if it was mine, but something changed in that room. The tension, became a lot more sexual, and all I wanted to do was jump him. Right here in the shop, where everyone could hear us. That thought sent tingles down my spine, and then I explained that I thought it would be best if he left. I could tell something was going to happen, and even if he didn't, I knew I would regret it later. I want to actually get to know Edward, not just have a one night stand with him. And the sombre expression on his face when he asked me for my number, made me hopeful.

I agreed of course, I mean, maybe it wasn't good business or something, but he asked me for it. AND the expression on his face when he asked me, as if I could ever say no to that. It would be like kicking a puppy, just not right. Edward left soon after that, much to my disappointment, but I hoped that he would call me soon. He seemed super happy when I had agreed.

I hadn't thought it would be this quick though. I had left the shop, after cleaning up after Edward, saying a few words to Angela, who was eyeing me with a strange expression on her face… It was almost smug? I really don't get her sometimes, but she is an amazing friend, and also is a very talented piercer. I trudged home then, stopping for some coffee on the way.

I relaxed as soon as I got to my apartment. There really is something that can be said for personal space. Of course my kitty, Tiger, was purring around me, jumping on top of me, as I settled down with a great looking book on famous tattoo artists throughout the ages. But just as I was getting into the middle of it, just when I was getting into my own world, my phone started ringing. It was my mobile, so I flipped it open, and then said a small hello. But I was met with silence. I stayed on the line for a few seconds, and checked the number, when all of a sudden, I started to hear quiet moans and groans.

It was Edward. I felt like I was doing something wrong, listening into something private, but he had rang me, which mean that there must have been a reason for me to keep listening. Or so I thought. The groans, and moans kept on going, increasing in speed, but also increasing in volume. Something clicked in my head then, and I couldn't press the phone to my ear enough, I put the phone on loudspeaker and listened. Edward was… pleasuring himself, and he was certainly enjoying himself, by the noises he was making. He suddenly started to make incoherent grumbles, and cussing none stop. The next thing I know? I hear;

"OHSHITGODDAMN.. BELLAAAAAAA!!!" My pants were actually soaked right now. Not only was Edward, doing that, but Edward was masturbating, to what seemed like, was me. I might be in shock right now, but I have never been more turned on in my life.

Bella Swan certainly does not know how to do be stealthy though. I think, something must have happened, and Edward, somehow didn't know that I was on the phone to him. I knew that I should just put the phone down, and act as if it had never happened. But I wanted to carry on listening, to see if Edward said anything more. However, me, being me, I sneezed. I actually couldn't stop it, and it was basically into the mobile. It dawned on me then, if Edward didn't know that I was on the phone line, listening, well he might think that it is some sort of gross invasion of privacy. Edward might hate me. I slammed the cancel button on my phone, to quit the phone call. Then I stared at it in shock. I might be incredibly turned on right now, but what if Edward found out about me listening, and hated me? What if Edward doesn't want to see me again?

That thought hit me like a ton of bricks, and it actually scared me. What am I going to do? I can't exactly go and tell him, 'I'm sorry Edward, but somehow the other day, I listened in on you masturbating. Shit. What am I going to do?

Authors Note

I am note 100% sure when I will next update. I mean, I don't know weather to do short chapters and quick updates, or rather make you guys wait a long time, and have longer chapters. Tell me what you think. I know that I have EPOV and BPOV in this chapter, that's just how it turned out. Some might be all EPOV, and others may be all BPOV.

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