Chapter 3: Let's Get Physical
A/N: Thanks so much for all the reviews and alerts and favorites! This scenario got a lot of requests so I just had to write it. I hope it lives up to the hype. Big shoutout to Ruby X Squared for keeping me going on this one. And Scarlet Redd for her faithful reviews. School is starting so I'll try to get the next chapter up ASAP, and reviews are my motivator! Enough of me pressuring you guys though…just sit back, relax, and enjoy the lemon…
Chapter 3: Let's Get Physical
"Please, Bella," Edward pleaded with me.
"I just don't see the point of it," I replied, switching my newly acquired cell phone (another expensive gift from Edward) from my left ear to my right as I power-walked down the cereal aisle of the only supermarket in town. Lately I'd been avoiding any and all trips into the public, what with my new car and engagement ring, but our food supply at home was getting dangerously low. What kind of daughter would I be if I left my father with nothing but breadcrumbs in the cabinet?
"I told you, Carlisle simply wants you to have a quick check up before—"his voice lowered "—the transformation."
"But why?" I pressed as I grabbed a box of Cheerios and tossed it into the cart in front of me. "Shouldn't it all just take care of itself during, you know, the process?"
"Still," Edward insisted. I could hear the exasperation beginning to creep into his tone. "He rather be safe than sorry. Lord forbid we run into any complications."
"But wouldn't it just—"
He cut me off. "Please, Bella? Do it for me, love."
As usual, I succumbed to his request. Edward always was quite the negotiator. It wasn't that I didn't agree with his reasoning, it was just…I couldn't help but feel a little awkward at the thought of Carlisle examining me. Giving me stitches was one thing, but a check up? All the potential uncomfortable questions flooded into my brain. Plus, Carlisle was my father-in-law-to-be, I'd have to see him on a regular basis after this.
"Fine," I sighed as I navigated my shopping cart towards the check-out. Of course in doing so, it banged into a display of Oreos. My eyes widened in horror as the packs of cookies tumbled to the linoleum floor, earning even more stares from the other shoppers.
"Bella?" Edward asked, his voice concerned. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," I assured him, mouthing a 'sorry' to the aggravated employee who was sent over to reassemble the display. "I just crashed my cart."
"Why doesn't that surprise me?" he chuckled into the phone.
"Because you know me too well," I told him as-a-matter-of-factly, fleeing to the cash register.
"Hi, Bella," the young cashier greeted me. She seemed vaguely familiar, I guessed that she was a freshman from school. The way she spoke to me resembled how a fan would talk to a celebrity. The Cullens were the celebrities of Forks, so I guess that sort of made me one too, not that I wanted the extra attention.
I smiled at her quickly and waved, then returned to my conversation with Edward. "What time?"
"3:30," he answered, "And please love, try not to crash into anything else. Today's appointment was only meant to be a physical."
"Very funny," I responded sarcastically into the phone, fighting back a grin as I reluctantly handed over the black rectangle of plastic to the cashier. Even though Edward and I were going to be married in a matter of weeks, it still didn't feel right spending their money.
"I love you," Edward said earnestly. There was no use battling the smile now. That statement still wowed me. He really did love me.
"I love you too," I replied sweetly, although a bit embarrassed by the cashier who was watching my every movement and listening to my every word. "Will I see you soon?"
"Before you know it."
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I rushed into the bustling waiting room of Forks Community Hospital, running late thanks to my new, annoying car. After a total of four near-collisions with both objects and people, I finally arrived at the reception desk.
"Bella Swan," the middle-aged nurse said, eyeing me critically. Of course they would know me here.
"Yes," I replied a bit taken aback by her almost hostile tone. "I'm here for—"
"Yes, yes, a physical with Doctor Cullen." Interjected the nurse, not making eye contact with me, but looking down at her desk as she checked my name off. "Second door to the right. He's in surgery now, but he should be with you soon."
"Thank you," I replied, trying to stay polite before I began to walk to down the hall into the examining room. This one was no different from the others, the room was a tiny cubicle of whitewashed cinderblocks with some cabinets, a examining bed, a scale, and a plastic and uncomfortable-looking chair. The only decorations on the walls were a letter chart for vision tests and a few posters of deadly diseases one could contract.
Much to my luck though, there were a few magazines resting on the counter to get my mind off of the awaiting discomfort when Carlisle walked through the door. I picked one up and sat on the examining bed, flipping through it listlessly. I found it difficult to concentrate on the text when I was too preoccupied with my impending check up. What if he makes me pee in a cup?
After a few minutes, I heard the door open and a voice say, "Let's see here, Ms. Swan—"
Wait, that didn't sound like Carlisle…
My head snapped up to see if my ears were deceiving me, and gasped at my 'doctor'. It was Dr. Cullen alright, but not the Dr. Cullen I was expecting. I sat there frozen, gaping at the vision that stood before me. There was Edward with a clipboard in hand, a stethoscope around his neck, dressed in black slacks, a button down shirt, and a lab coat. I guessed that it must have been one of Carlisle's. Did that mean that Carlisle knew that we were…I pushed the thought of my head and refocused on Edward, who looked so incredibly sexy right now that the familiar feeling of faintness was beginning to overwhelm me. It all made sense now—
"Ms. Swan, are you alright?" he inquired, intently studying my dazed expression.
I perked up, blinking and shaking my head a few times to make sure this was actually happening. "I-I-I'm…fine. I just…I just wasn't…expecting—"
He raised his hand to silence me. "My apologies, Ms. Swan, I should have known. Doctor Cullen has been held up in surgery and unfortunately won't be able to examine you today. So the pleasure has been passed onto me. My name is Doctor Masen and I'll be your doctor this afternoon."
The shocked look didn't leave my face as continued to ogle him, nodding my head, "Uh huh."
"Shall we begin?" 'Dr. Masen' asked, setting the clipboard down and moving toward where I was perched on the bed.
"Sure," I shrugged, an incredulous smile spreading across my lips as I tried to grasp hold of this.
Dr. Masen removed the stethoscope from around his neck and placed the earpieces in his ears and slid the round piece up my tee-shirt, placing it over my heart. I flinched at his cold touch involuntarily.
"Is anything wrong, Ms. Swan?" he asked as alarm washed over his face.
"Cold," I managed out.
"Ah, I'm sorry about that Ms. Swan," he apologized, my favorite crooked smile of his flashing across his perfect mouth.
"It-It's okay," I stuttered, hyper-aware of how close his hand was to my breast.
Dr. Masen paused for a few moments to listen to my furiously beating heartbeat as he moved the piece around to various parts of my chest and back.
"Ms. Swan!" he exclaimed, removing the stethoscope from under my shirt and out of his ears.
"What?" I shrieked back, jumping a little at his sudden shout.
"Your heart beat…it's extremely elevated." Dr. Masen informed me.
"Wonder why?" I asked, doing my best to sound sexy when I was so stunned by Edward. Part of me wished that he would just quit the check up now and get on with the good stuff.
"I'm not sure," he replied as his eyebrows furrowed and he shook his head, ignoring my insinuation and doing a perfect impression of genuine puzzlement. "Perhaps something will show up later in the exam."
"Mmhmm," I responded a bit disappointed. The impatience was getting hard to stand for much longer.
"Let's start at the top," Dr. Masen announced as he took an instrument from the table on wheels. I recognized it as what one uses to examine the patient's eyes.
"Look here," he directed pointing to a spot on his face while he shined the tool into my eye, and then did the same to the other. "You have beautiful eyes, Ms. Swan."
"I could say the same to you, Doctor Masen," I replied, again, attempting to come off seductive.
"Thank you," he responded, his own voice bordering on its trademark velvety tone. Just when I thought I was getting to him, he turned away from me to reach for another instrument. It was too late though, since I'd already leaned over to press my lips to his. In the blink of an eye, his arms had caught me from falling off of the table.
"Anxious, are we?" he questioned amused with one if eyebrows raised.
This was killing me. I wanted him so badly, right now. Never in a million years would I have thought that Edward putting on a lab coat would drive me crazy like it was now. The wetness was soaking my underwear more and more with each passing second. My mind raced to come up with something that would speed this exam up into a full on physical. After a second of deliberation, the idea came to me.
"I'm sorry Doctor Masen," I began in what I hope was an enticing tone. "But my fiancé is waiting for me."
"Your fiancé?" he repeated, the surprise was evident in his tone. It was the first time I'd ever called him that out loud. Apparently it'd worked, since I could see his eyes darkening. "Well, let's get you on your way then."
Barely a millisecond passed when I felt Edward's cool breath over my ear. I inhaled sharply at the swift sensation.
"I need to check your hearing," he explained as he quick, light kisses all over my ear. He alternated ears and then whispered so low that I thought I'd imagined it at first, "You're making me really hard, Ms. Swan."
I gasped and pulled away to look him in the eye. Edward was smiling at me in a manner that should be illegal. My mouth dangled open freely in utter astonishment. Did my Edward really just say that? As astounding as it was to hear him talk like that, I had to admit, it turned me on even more.
"Sounds like your hearing is just fine," Dr. Masen concluded, his voice smoother than silk. "Now what about your mouth—"
Next thing I knew, Edward's lips crushed against mine fervently. My lips moved with his, ecstatic that I was finally kissing him and releasing some of the sexual tension that had bubbled up inside of me in the five short minutes I'd seen Edward as a doctor.
His tongue sought entrance by licking my bottom lip, and I happily parted them in acquiescence. My own tongue remained still to allow him to 'examine' all corners of my mouth. I was still only human though, so it was impossible to withhold the moaning into my 'doctor's' mouth loudly when his tongue grazed over my teeth.
Unwillingly, I had to disconnect our lips so I could do that pesky little thing called breathing.
"What next, Doctor?" I panted as I made a feeble attempt to catch my breath.
"Neck," Edward grunted as his hands massaged precisely where he mentioned. I moaned again and tilted my head back to give him more to work with. His hands were replaced by his lips as they kissed every inch of the skin on my neck. I clutched the sides of the examining table, biting down on my lip, desperately trying to maintain some self control. That task was becoming increasingly harder with all the delicious feelings Edward was creating with his exceptionally skilled lips.
His kisses dropped to my collarbone where he whispered, "Now it's time for the breast exam."
My eyes bulged nearly out of their sockets in anticipation at his words.
"Buh-but Doctor Masen," I mumbled as he tugged my shirt over my head. "Are you—allowed to do that?"
"Oh, Ms. Swan, I'm certified to do anything I want," he guaranteed in a voice that made me so hot I didn't even feel the rush of cool air when he unhooked and discarded my plain, boring bra. I would have worn something more…flirty…but I thought my future father-in-law was examining me.
My witty reply was interchanged with another load moan when Edward cupped both of my breasts. His icy touch caused my fingers to grip the table so hard that I was losing feeling in them completely. I nearly screamed when his thumbs brushed over my hardened nipples as he began to caress one of them with his mouth.
For a while the only sounds I could make were heavy sighs and moans, but eventually my selfish self mustered up the strength (not to mention the courage) to tell Edward, "Oh Doctor,"
"Yes, Ms. Swan?" he murmured between my breasts as he switched.
I was paralyzed with pleasure for the next couple moments as Edward worked his magic, but gradually remembered what I was going to ask for.
"I'm experiencing some pain," I told him, my voice coming out as a breathy whisper.
"You are?" Edward inquired apprehensively, stopping immediately to move his head up level to mine. "Are you alright? Did I hurt you?"
I cursed myself for worrying Edward for my own selfish desires, but this was too good of a chance to pass up. If I knew my future sister-in-law at all, she'd have some crazy costume for me to repay him with.
"Sort of," I responded coyly as I glanced up at him from under my eyelashes.
"What do you mean?" he persisted, the concern still present in his perfect features. Apparently he wasn't catching my drift that I was fine.
"It hurts," I informed him.
"Where?" Edward demanded. I could see the torment in his eyes.
I put my hand over the crotch of my jeans and only then did Edward finally get where I was going with this.
"Ah, I see, Ms. Swan. Why didn't you tell me in the first place?" he asked, finally relaxing and settling back into his sexy persona.
"I didn't want to interrupt your breast exam." I mumbled in reply, a little embarrassed at the ordeal I'd caused.
He chuckled and ordered, "You're going to want to lie down for this, Ms. Swan."
"Whatever you say, Doctor Masen." I obeyed lowering my torso down on the examining table.
I barely had a chance to brace myself for the forthcoming pleasure when I felt my pants and underwear being whipped off my legs followed by Edward's thumb grazing my entrance. Instinctively, my hands grasped the sides of the table again as he pushed a finger inside of me.
"Ohhhhhhh, Edwa—"
"Doctor Masen," Edward corrected me, sliding another finger inside of me.
My eyes rolled back in their sockets at the divine friction as he began to glide his fingers in and out of my core.
"Doctor Masen," I repeated longingly for him to go on. "Oh God, Doctor Masen…"
He continued to pump his fingers in me as my moans and sighs begging him not to stop. The ball of acute tightness was beginning to build in my lower stomach, threatening to send me over the edge. Just as it was beginning to spread, Edward removed his fingers.
"Very interesting," he muttered to himself but loud enough for me.
I collected enough energy to sit up and inquired, "What is it, Doctor?"
"I'm not sure," Edward pretended to be baffled yet again. "I think I'm going to have to take a closer look."
My already weak body collapsed back down on the table as Dr. Masen spread my legs and ducked his head under. I yelped as his tongue teased and circled my entrance before darting inside, earning another squeal from me. My hands left their position on either side of the table to cover my mouth as Edward went on. I knew I had to suppress my screams or we'd draw too much attention and someone might check in on us.
The tension in my lower abdomen returned and my body started to quake. I could feel my muscles stiffening. Edward's tongue alternated speeds, sometimes entering excruciatingly slow or incredibly fast. Where did he learn all this stuff?
Edward brought me even closer to the edge this time when he extracted his tongue from my core. I sat up so fast in protest that my head felt dizzy as I flung my hands away from my mouth so I could shriek, "Doctor!"
"What seems to be the problem, Ms. Swan?" he questioned, pulling off playing innocent so well that I almost believed him. Almost.
I still hadn't completely recovered so I huffed in response, "You…didn't…I'm still…it's worse… I need…"
"Well, Ms. Swan, I've been trying to treat your condition the best I could, but I'm afraid there's no cure—"
"NO CURE!" I roared only to have Edward's strong, cool hand clamp over my mouth, making me have to settle for merely glowering at him. This was intolerable cruelty. He teases me like crazy and then refuses to finish the job? From now on, I'm only allowed to play dress up.
"If you would let me finish," Edward continued on, staying completely serene, "There may be one more thing I can try."
His hand released its grip over my mouth and went down to the zipper of his pants. It was then when I realized that I was completely naked while he was completely clothed. My cheeks burned at the thought. No matter how embarrassed I was though, nothing could exceed my burning desire for Edward right now. I wanted—no needed him now. No, make that right now.
"Now, I'm going to warn you, Ms. Swan," Edward cautioned me in a deep, seductive tone, while releasing himself from his boxers. "This may hurt just a bit."
"That's a risk I'm willing to take, Doctor Masen," I replied as I scooted myself closer to him.
His hands felt even colder than usual in comparison to my smoldering flesh as they grabbed under my knees and he drove into me. Despite my best efforts, I couldn't contain the shrill moan that escaped my lips when he entered me. We exchanged glances and I apologized silently. Disregarding my lack of restraint, Edward continued to thrust into me at an increasing pace.
My orgasm approached this time quicker than usual, probably from all of Edward's taunting, but I did my best to hold it in. I wanted him to be able to fully enjoy this too. My eyelids snapped shut and I focused all my concentration on restraining the explosion that was brewing inside of me. It was an uphill battle though; Edward was rocking into me in such a way that I could feel my control slipping away…
"Doctor…Doctor…you're making….me feel…soooooo…good…" I raved, holding onto the table with all my might.
"That's what I'm here for," he groaned in a tight voice. His tone signaled that he was nearing his climax as well. "Let it go, Bella."
"Buh-but, you—"
"Doctor's orders," Edward grunted, putting a fraction more force into his thrusts.
Being the selfish creature that I was, I did as I was told and at last allowed my orgasm to overwhelm my body. Edward immediately put his hand over my mouth again, and thank goodness he did, since I was pretty much screaming bloody murder. I guess being so close to orgasming so many times made me final release that much more intense. My body convulsed against the table while Edward reached his peak, a low growl ripping from his throat.
The climax took longer to pass than usual, but when it did, my drained body crumpled back down onto the table. It took a solid five minutes to recuperate after experiencing a feeling so strong, so heavenly, and so earth-shattering like the one Edward had created inside of me. Edward watched me uneasily as I came to grips with reality.
"Bella…are you okay?" he asked anxiously, the same frantic glint returning to his topaz eyes.
I heaved a sigh and pulled myself up. "Good news, Doctor. I'm cured."
Edward exhaled his unnecessary breath in relief and laughed lightly. "Glad I could help."
I reached for my bra and he re-buttoned and zipped his pants. Just as I opened my mouth to continue our banter, a series of loud beeps sounded from Edward's belt. He grabbed it and checked the page, letting out a disappointed breath.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Swan, but I have to go," he told me tossing me my shirt. "It's an emergency."
"Oh, I completely understand," I replied playing along as I continued to dress myself.
"Until next time," Edward crooned, pecking me on the lips. I placed my hands on either side of his hands on either side of his face in an attempt to prolong the kiss. Unfortunately, Edward's strength won out.
"Next time," I reiterated when he pulled away and started for the door.
As Edward was leaving though, I called out, "Doctor Masen! I just have one more question."
He pivoted around. "Yes, Ms. Swan?"
"Do you make house calls?"
Edward's crooked grin flickered across his lips as he responded, "Anything for you, Ms. Swan."