A/N: Sorry you had to wait a bit for this one. Once again, change of plans, though I think you'll like it. I had a different chapter planned but had many reviews asking for the same things. So, I worked something out that I hope you enjoy and appreciate the extra effort it took to fill your requests. It's a bit different than the last two chapters. Don't want to give too much away before you even start, so REAR!
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PLAYING HOUSE
EPOV
My father has known and treated Bella for years, but I've been thinking it's time for Bella to formally meet the rest of my family. Though we haven't been together for very long, I just feel like she's the one. Sure everything is fun and passionate right now, but I can see us settling down together, too -- the picket fence, the 2.5 kids, the good life.
I guess I just want to share the most important people in my life with each other. I have no doubts they'll all get along fabulously.
That's why I'm on my way to my parents' house now. I'm going to suggest a family cookout in the near future so I can introduce Bella to the family, but first I want her to meet my mom. I could probably call, but it's on the way home from the office anyway, and today's been such an amazing day already.
When I first walked into my office and saw Bella I knew right away something was wrong. She looked like she'd seen a ghost, terribly pale and staring off into space with a look of shock frozen on her face.
I tried to comfort her and assess the situation. She didn't even look at me when she responded.
"I thought your dad was you when he came in a minute ago."
"Oh? Did he need me?"
"Um… He saw me and ran out."
"I don't understand."
I didn't understand why that would upset her or why my dad would have run out. He likes Bella.
Then she showed me her surprise, and the pieces came together. And when the pieces came together, I came un-fucking-done.
She was the sexiest thing I had ever seen, all in black lace, all for me. Oh, yes, it was all for me.
I tried to assemble logical thoughts in my stupor of lust to reassure her that while I knew it was awkward for her, there was no reason for her to be ashamed. I begged her to let me take her mind off of what had happened. I wanted to make her forget everything else existed long enough to moan my name.
And so I did.
I touched her and tasted her like it was my last chance to do so. My hands roamed over her silky smooth flesh while my tongue darted around her most sacred and intimate places. The taste of her honey in my mouth never got old. I could drink her for days.
I thrilled as she praised my work between pants and kept at her until she came back down.
Our time was running out but I was aching with need. I needed Bella, and I'm not going to lie… As much as I love being inside her, right then I just wanted her to return the favor. Her hot little mouth around my cock was so damn sexy.
After a little bit of begging and some teasing, my wish was granted. She worked me with her hands and her mouth until I was on the edge…
And then Carlisle came in.
I hid Bella and my exposed erection under my desk while he made quick conversation. I took the chance to ask that he not mention the previous walk-in to Bella. I knew it would only embarrass her more.
He reassured me that he was okay with it but to be less conspicuous when in the office. That's when Bella began to torture me.
Oh, if Carlisle only knew how the sweet little Bella he'd known had grown into a lioness…
How could she do that with him in the room?! That's not to say it didn't turn me on even more.
I tried to keep up with Carlisle's conversation as Bella's mouth milked my dick. Not an easy task. I was pretty sure he would either figure out what was going on or think me insane.
It didn't take me long to reach release. It also didn't take long for Carlisle to confirm that he did indeed know what was going on beneath my desk.
Poor Bella. I knew she'd be even more mortified, but once the shock wore off, I was just proud. I think my dad understood. Lord knows I've stumbled upon my parents in some rather unconventional positions a time or two. Hell, he may have even been proud on my behalf, too!
It wasn't horribly early, but I was a bit surprised to see my mother's car in the drive before six o' clock dinner. She kept later hours than Dad most days, hard at work at her interior design company.
I gave two quick raps on the door before letting myself in.
"Be right there, honey!"
Mom sounded… Ew, not again. Glad I knocked first to announce my presence.
I was happy for my parents that they were still so passionate all these years later, but actually having proof your parents still got busy? No one needs that kind of mental picture.
I tried not to watch the time while I waited for my parents to greet me. I didn't want to know how much longer they took enjoying themselves after they knew of my arrival.
Finally my father entered the kitchen, prefect hair mussed, shirt buttons askew.
"Jesus, Dad. Couldn't take a second to comb your hair to protect your son from permanent mental trauma?"
"Oh no, no. I don't think you're in a position to negotiate the when and where's of my sex life. This is my house, and at least you didn't witness the actual event," he challenged, cocking an eyebrow.
"I swear I didn't know she was going to do that. Well, not with you in there. I mean, you kinda walked in when…I'm shutting up now."
My father's grin couldn't get any wider, and I knew he was enjoying my embarrassment.
"Son, you are a very lucky man. I meant what I said earlier; you're in good hands." He winked.
"You have no idea."
"Oh, but I do, don't I?"
We were both laughing when my mother walked in and asked, "What's so funny?"
Thank God she looked put together.
"Uh, nothing. So, Mom, I wanted to ask if you would host a cookout next week so that I can introduce everyone to my Bella. But first, I think a small dinner to meet just you might be less overwhelming or Bella. Nothing fancy, of course, just a little something."
Like she would say no. Mom was thrilled to have any reason to host, especially when it involved my love life.
"Oh, Edward, that sounds wonderful! Carlisle's told me quite a bit about her. He says she's a real catch. He nearly wouldn't stop talking her up when he came home today!"
We both glanced over at Dad to find him blushing and toeing the lines of the tile floor. Mom probably assumed his embarrassment was about what she did to shut him up. I didn't know whether to be proud or creeped out when I figured out what had put him in the mood to be shut up.
"Yes, well, I care for her very much and am anxious for you to meet her. You're going to love her, Mom."
"How about tomorrow, say, seven o'clock?"
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As we pulled up to the house, Bella was still fidgeting with her dress.
"Are you sure this looks okay?"
"Bella, you look perfect, amazing. There's nothing to be nervous about. You already know my dad, and my mom's going to love you."
"Nothing to be nervous about? How about the fact that just yesterday your father saw me in skimpy lingerie waiting to seduce his son…in his own practice! Oh, God, he didn't tell your mother, did he? She'll think I'm a filthy whore!"
"No, I'm pretty sure they were too busy after work to make much conversation," I reassured her, holding in a chuckle.
She gave me a questioning look but let it go to instruct, "If Carlisle asks why I can't look him in the eye, just tell him I'm too embarrassed and not to take it personally."
"Bellaaaa. It will be fine. I won't let you out of my sight, and everything will go smoothly."
I parked the car in front of the porch steps and leaned towards Bella to whisper into her ear while tracing her jaw with my forefinger.
"And if you need a break at any time tonight, just say the word, and we'll sneak away for a moment to ease some tension."
Bella didn't move until I was holding her door open and pulling her out of my car. For a second I feared I made things worse transforming her from Anxious Bella to Horny Anxious Bella. Then I realized I had never fooled around with a girl in my parents' house, and I didn't care if she was still anxious. At least she was horny.
My mother swept Bella up into a warm hug as soon as she passed through the front doorway.
"Bella, it is such a pleasure to meet you. I've heard so much about you!"
Bella's cheeks were tomato red as she looked at me over my mom's shoulder to shoot me a glare.
"All good things, of course," Mom added.
I pried her from Mom's embrace and squeezed her hand.
We chatted in the formal living room a while before heading to the dining room for dinner. I sat next to Bella so I could hold her hand if she got nervous.
The food was delicious, the wine flowed, and the conversation was surprisingly easy. Bella answered all my parents' questions politely, and even I was interested to hear all her responses. Seeing Bella interact so comfortably with my parents was such a turn on. I knew she'd fit right in.
I placed my hand on her knee under the table to give her a little squeeze, and when she looked at me I gave her a warm smile.
She smiled back at me, and I started tracing circles on her knee while she talked with my parents. Her skin there was so smooth. My hand moved of its own will further up her leg, inch by inch, until I met the hem of her dress. I couldn't stop myself and continued, waiting for her reprimand. It came too soon.
Bella's conversation with my parents never wavered as she pinched the top of my hand to stop my movements. I refused to remove my hand, and held still on her thigh a few moments before resuming my exploration. My fingers whispered over her thigh before turning up towards her center.
She let out a small squeak that she tried to mask with an "Ahem" as I ghosted my middle finger over her satin-covered sex. Immediately, I noticed the wetness seeping through her panties and reveled in it. Below the table, Bella grabbed a bit of my khakis and tugged my leg hair through it as I pressed a bit of the satin into her opening around my finger. Above the table, I grimaced and coughed to keep from yelping (or moaning) as Bella blanched her bottom lip with her teeth to contain her reaction.
I didn't have the mind to care or notice my parents' reactions to the show we were surely providing. It was Bella's sudden movement to stand that broke me from my lust bubble.
"Please excuse me, but may I use your bathroom?" Her pitch rose with each word and her chest heaved.
Mom started to give her directions with a peaked brow, but I quickly stole the opportunity.
"I'll show you," I rasped as I took her hand to lead. I tugged her along more quickly once we were in the hall, pulling her into the closest powder room. I swiftly closed and locked the door behind us.
"Edward, what are you—" I cut her off with a rough, needy kiss and spun her around pinning her to the door.
"Edward! I'm not fooling around in your parents' house, in a bathroom just a few doors down from where they're waiting for us!"
She half-heartedly attempted to escape the cage of my arms. I stilled her movements by pressing my body fully against hers and looking her in the eyes, forehead to forehead.
"We are adults, and they know we have sex. I want you, Bella. I know you're ready for me."
With her bottom lip tucked between her teeth, Bella simply nodded before slowly, so slowly, sliding one leg up over mine to hitch around my hip.
I cradled her ass with one arm as I gripped behind her other knee, swinging it up so that both legs wrapped around me. Using the wall as support, I reached between us to pull Bella's dress up around her hips and brought my hand down to cup her in my palm. The wet heat against my hand filled me with pride and a desperate desire. Pushing her panties aside, I dipped my middle and ring fingers into her and covered them in her juices before drawing them into my mouth.
"I could drink you for days and never hunger for anything else," I purred.
Bella claimed my mouth with searing kisses, never faltering as she raked her nails down my abdomen and undid my khakis to free my aching erection. I loved that she could taste herself on my lips. As she began to stroke me, our hushed and frantic moans met in each other's mouth, and I knew that this would not be making love. This would be fast and hard fucking.
"Now, Edward. I need you, now!" Bella instructed in a harsh whisper.
I hooked my fist around the crotch of Bella's panties and ripped the material clean through leaving her open to my need. Her strokes stopped as she brought my head to her opening, and she wasted no time flexing her hips to take me in with one swift movement. I grew even harder at her eagerness and had to rein in my control to not come at the first feel of her muscles tensing around my shaft.
"Shit!" I hissed as I held her hips still for a moment to get my bearings.
"Do not fucking drag me in here, talk me into stealthy sex in your parents' home, and then make me wait! Fuck me already," she growled. She wriggled her hips trying to create friction despite my hold on her. "Please, Edward!"
Hearing my sweet Bella talk to me like that forced me to bury a guttural moan in her shoulder. I forced her hips back against the door long enough to give her one simple warning. I pulled back so that only my swollen tip was still inside her and nipped her earlobe as I informed her, "This will not be gentle. You want me to fuck you? I'm going to fuck you so good you won't care who hears you screaming my name."
With that I slammed back into her completely, flesh to flesh, bones to bones. True to my word, I plowed into her hard and fast. Never one to disappoint, Bella met me thrust for thrust, like I knew she would. Our sounds fought for dominance as they became less and less restrained. The slaps of our most intimate skin on skin and our motions rattling the door in its frame added the chorus to our frenzied symphony.
"Don't stop! So close!" Bella panted, but I didn't need the words to know she was as close to ecstasy as I was. Bella's body was grasping more tightly around my cock, and I was fighting not to let go before she did.
I licked my thumb and reached down between us to place it against her clit, applying a firm, steady pressure. I was rewarded immediately with an "Oh, God!" and continued the pressure of my hand and my frenetic strokes. It wouldn't last much longer like this.
"Come on, Baby," I begged her. "I need you to come for me."
She stilled her hips in a set position but encouraged me on. "Right there, Edward! Mhmm, just like that! Yes!"
I slammed against her spot of maximum impact once, twice, and with the third time, I felt Bella orgasm as she chanted my name with each pulse. A new rush of her liquid heat spilled over my dick, and the rolling waves of her inner walls brought me over the edge.
"Bella, my Bella," I cried as my own release spilled into her, marked her, claimed her, with a few last thrusts. "My beautiful Bella," I sighed as we came down, panting against each others' shoulders.
I groaned as I pulled out and placed Bella back down on her feet. I helped her adjust her dress. The new wrinkles were a giveaway, but I wasn't about to draw Bella's attention to them. They were like a silent testimony to the raucous passion displayed moments ago, and I swelled with pride at the sight.
"Well, that's several fantasies checked off my list," I laughed as Bella's tiny hands worked quickly to right my pants. While focused down at my zipper, she peeked around my legs, taking in the state of her satin panties.
"Those were comfy ones. And expensive. I'd say you owe me, but I think you've already paid in full," she said smugly as she winked. Her naughty little grin did dangerous things to my lap, and I had to get us out of that tiny sex-flavored room before I took her again.
One last glance in the mirror and a quick run of fingers through our hair, and we were on our way back to the dining room, hand in hand.
"I wanted to wait to walk her back," I offered to quell any questions.
"You're just in time for dessert!" Mom clapped her hands in sincere delight about the dessert, while Dad very visibly bit the inside of his cheek fighting words and a smirk. I knew he knew, and since there was no denying that, I winked at him.
The apple pie was served and enjoyed. Though, I couldn't help but create even more fantasies starring my Bella, these involving various desserts and toppings.
Christ, Edward. Keep it together at least 'til we get home. Or at least 'til we get to the car.
"Ohhhh," Dad yawned and stretched, letting one arm fall to rest on Mom's shoulders. "Well, youngin's… Sorry to cut the night short, but Esme and I are turning in early tonight."
I watched Dad stand and help Mom pull out her chair and rise as well. I did the same for Bella, and we all moved to the foyer for our goodbyes.
Dad acknowledged Bella first. "Bella, always a pleasure to see you."
It seemed as though he started to reach out for a handshake but then shook his head a little as he folded his hands behind his back and did a little bow/head nod thing. "Son, nice to spend a night outside of the office with you, but bed is calling."
Mom gave Bella a quick squeeze while giving me a 'thumbs up' and a wink behind Bella's back. "You come back anytime you want, Edward or no."
I heard the smile in Bella's voice as she replied, "Thank you so much for the lovely dinner and the open invitation."
"Esme, dear, Bella can't leave if you don't let her go," Dad half-chuckled as he took Mom's elbow to pull her from Bella. He was being somewhat pushy. It wasn't like him to rush his guests out, especially his own children.
Bed is calling.
Oh! ….Ew.
A/N: Was it worth the extra wait? I really wanted to give you what you asked for in your reviews since you guys make my day by taking the extra ten seconds to do so.
Requests filled:
-EPOV
-More Carlisle and Esme
-Run-in with the Cullens after the office incident
-Someone suggested against the wall, but I think a squeaky door fits. ;)
Hope you enjoyed. Wasn't sure about the EPOV, and I was ready to scrap it all if my betas said so. Plus, RL kept me from writing more than two lines at a time. Maybe I'll get to the date night next time unless I get some more interesting suggestions!
