CHAPTER FOUR
Bella:
Jasper's toothbrush had ended up in the toilet countless times. I don't remember why I did it, just that he had bugged me and somehow his brush had accidently fallen into the toilet.
I stared at Edward's brush. Somehow it had just ended up in my hand. I don't know how it got out of his toiletries bag. Ok, I lie. I pilfered through his stuff looking for it. Why? Because I am seriously peeved. Immature? Yes. Childish? Yes. Do I care? No.
I had turned on the shower and stripped before getting the brush out.
I glance at the toilet. I don't really want to put it in there. There is a high possibility that I will kiss him in the next 24 hours and I don't want to risk gettingtoilet water in my mouth.
I step into the shower, still holding the toothbrush.
"Bella!" Edward shouts and pounds on the bathroom door.
I pick up my body wash and pour it into my hand. I rub it over my chest and stomach and then lazily brush the bristles across my body.
"Bella, can I have my toothbrush?"
"Dammit Jasper!" I mumble. He must've told Edward. I step out and hastily thrust my arm through the crack in the door. I drop the brush and lock the door again.
"It's wet," Edward huffs. I giggle and hear him stomp away.
Teach him to eat my food.
I wash quickly and make my bed. I can smell Edward on my pillow and hope that no one else suddenlywants to sleep in my room. I think over our agreement.
I can do sex. For eight years I've done relationships and putting your heart on the line. Two weeks of just raw, animalistic, down and dirty sex, it will be done.
I find Alice in the kitchen. She is still holding her coffee mug tightly. She takes a sip and then stands there and smiles.
"Jasper normally only let's me drink decaf," she explains and rolls her eyes. Jasper usually let's Alice have free reign of their lives because he loves her so, and because Alice has him wrapped around her finger. I find it amusing that he controls her coffee intake. I must thank him.
"What's the plan for today?" I ask her.
"Mental preparation," she sighs and takes another sip. I walk over to the coffee pot and pour more into Alice's cup. She's just given us the day off, so she deserves a little more. "Thank you, Bella." She smirks, "I might just marry you if you keep giving me coffee like that."
"Don't plan on it." I grin as I leave the kitchen.
I see the boys in the living room. They're playing Halo. I stand back and watch for a few moments. Edward is good, he takes down Emmett. He is not as good as Jasper, which means he is not as good as me. I don't mean to be cocky, but... oh who am I kidding, of course I do... I'm pretty good at killing.
"Thinking of getting your own special friend out of Bella?" This pulls my headout of my ass. 'Special friend'? Does he know? Is Edward telling people? We had an agreement to not tell. Emmett is looking expectantly at Edward.
Jasper beats Edward to an answer. "Edward man, if you say anything I will..." I cut him off. I don't want the possibility of a threat hanging in the air. It might frighten Edward off, or worse, make him expose us or something stupid like that.
"Great news! Alice gave us the day off." I cheer. I go and sit down between Edward and Jasper. I take Edward's controller too. He protests but I find Jasper and it shuts him up. Nothing can impress a guy more than a girl who is good at video games.
It's like a direct connection to their cock. That, food and boobs.
Jasper's voice breaks me out of my little killing spree. "Bella knows how to handle a gun." I roll my eyes. I see Emmett's frame shake with silent laughter. Not the type of gun he's talking about Emmett!
I correct Emmett. "Our father is the Police Chief." Killing Jasper, I turn to look Edward in the eyes. "I've know how to handle a gun since I was sixteen."
He swallows. I smirk. His eyes widen in question. I nod. He swallows again.
"Edward, propose to this girl now." Emmett says seriously.
"Why don't you?" Edward challenges and we look over at him.
I expect him to declare something for Rose but instead he spits out crap about how he loves his single life and while I'm awesome with my gun wielding abilities I would cramp his style.
"So, you Eddie, being the only eligible bachelor in this room, must marry Bella."
I want to comment that about Emmett's eligibility if he is, as he says, a bachelor, but Jasper's frowning stops me.
"Can a girl not chose who she wants to marry anymore? Emmett stop hooking me up." I point at him and he sighs in defeat. I wink at Jasper. I may be older, but he has always protected me like an older brother.
Rose enters the room with Alice. Rose finds the remote and Alice unplugs the game box from the TV. We all groan. Alice squeezes herself in between me and Rose sits on the floor and leans back on Emmett's chair between his legs.
It's squishy and I'm a bit uncomfortable. "Too many people on this couch!" I declare. Everyone ignores me. I shuffle and readjust myself. I place my hand on Edward's thigh, his high thigh.
Edward coughs. I have lifted myself so that my butt is hovering in the air.
"Bella, stop squirming!" Alice complains.
I feel Edward's hands on my hips. The pull me down so I am back in the hole that I was before. He slowly slips his hand around and under me even more. He squeezes my cheek. I look at him in shock but his eyes are focused on the TV. I slowly remove my hand from his thigh and accidently brush my fingers over his zipper.
Bingo!
Out of the corner of my eye I see him looking at me. I pretend to be engrossed in the show on the screen. I wouldn't be able to tell anyone what it's about, but I am able to finger my lip, cup my chin and tap. Once... twice...
I feel a vibration against my leg. My phone starts to sing. I pull it out of my pocket. JAKE. "Better take this, sorry." Edward should know that comment is directed at him because I sweep my fingers over the top of his jean covered thigh.
I make my way out the front door. "Hey, Jake."
"Hey, Bells, I'm sorry to be interrupting," I hold back my snort, "but I've just got a question..."
It's just about the books. I tell him to let me worry about those and that he should just worry about keeping the store open and running. I taught Nessie everything I know about the basic of cooking and Jacob knows his way around an espresso machine almost as well as a car engine, so I'm not particularly worried about them running me into bankruptcy.
I'm more worried about them contaminating the store. They're married, it's new and they are still in the honeymoon phase.
I stand on the front porch after hanging up with Jacob. Now, what to do?
I have an idea. I make my way inside and tell everyone that I have to dash to Port Angeles for half an hour or so. They are so distracted that I doubt they'll even hear the sound of my car driving away.
Actually I'm positive they won't hear the sound because I'm not going anywhere. I take a photo of my lips with one finger touching. I hope Edward has his phone on him and I send it.
I wait and eventually Edward comes out.
"How did you get my number?" He's not angry.
"Alice. How did you get away?"
"Just walked away," he holds up the photo I took. "Innovative Swan, especially love that I nowhave a photo of your lips."
My lips were parted slightly, but I cannotsee anything special about them.
Someone inside sneezes. "Run!" I whisper and grab Edward's hand. I tug as I dash down the steps. We run across the Cullens' front lawn and into the forest that surrounds the house.
We are puffing as we hide behind a tree. "So you really want to do this?" Edward asks.
"Do what?" I catch my breath and look at him quizzically.
"Fuck in the forest?" he smirks.
"Why else do you think I called you out here, pretty boy?" I smirk back at him.
Suddenly I am spun around and pressed up against a tree. "Go on Bella," his voice is husky in my ear, "call me pretty boy,"he teases.
"Pretty," I moan as heswivels his hips on mine, "boy." I am proud that my breathing is still under control.
His lips suck along my neck, "Again." He asks and again he grinds against me. My breathing hitches as the seam of my jeans presses against me in a very nice way.
"Pret-"
Edward's lips find mine. His kiss is possessive. His tongue dominates mine. His lips suck my bottom one between his. His teeth nip and nibble like I am a meal.
His big hands caress my waist. He pulls my t-shirt up and I lift my arms. It is quickly gone. I nibble on his earlobe and he pushes himself into me. I groan.
My bra is quickly gone like my shirt and my hands slowly unzip Edward's jeans and find him. I slip my hand into his black boxer briefs and I tease and stroke him. He grows in my hand.
His breath tickles the back of my neck and my skin erupts in goosebumps. Edward tugs at my hard nipple and I groan.
I wrap one leg around Edward and pull him closer. Both hands end up in his hair, tugging him down so he can nip at my other neglected nipple.
We grind and he bites, I pull and he licks. Finally he groans and grasps my hips hard. "Edward," my voice is rough. His hand slips into my underwear and he strokes me with his long finger. He circles my clitoris and I huff. "More."
He removes his hand and wraps his tongue around his finger. With a pop his finger slides out of his mouth. "Condom?" He asks. I shake my head.
He pecks me on the lips and then drops to his knees. He slides down my jeans and completely removes my left leg from the old denim. The same happens with my underwear. My left leg is placed on his broad shoulder.
I feel his stubble and gasp. He gently kisses the inside of my raised thigh before sucking and biting hard.
"Did you just mark me?" I gasp. I am unsure if I'm upset or not. At least no one else will see it there.
He smiles up at me impishly and then takes a leisurely lick up my slit. My fingers find his soft hair and hold him there. His tongue is sneaky, twisting and turning ways I didn't expect but ways that made me tremble and my toes curl. His plump lips wrap around my clit and suck.
"Oh!" I feel my standing leg start to quiver.
Edward circles my entrance with his tongue before inserting one of his long fingers. Curling it he hits that spot, the one that makes my toes curl and my moans unbelievably loud. I pull his hair even harder.
He pumps me slowly, curling his finger, too. His tongue joins the party and laps in the same rhythm as his finger.
"Edward!" I start to tighten around his finger and his speed increases.
My leg quivers again. My fingers pull harder. I can't take it. I squeeze Edward's finger and then come. He continues like he has not just given me a mind blowing orgasm. He removes his finger slowly and licks up my juices. His smooth hand cups one of my butt cheeks as I struggle to stay upright.
My back slips down the bark of the tree slightly, but Edward stops me. He pulls his head back and sucks his finger clean. He lifts my shaky leg off of his shoulder and slides my underwear back up.
"Thanks," I whisper. I sit on the large root of the tree in my underwear with my jeans around one ankle, and Edward sits next to me. I lay my head on his shoulder. "Mad skills, Cullen."
He smirks. "I aim to please."
When my legs stop quivering like jelly I stand and put my pants on. I find my shirt, but not my bra. Edward's laughing at my search. "Where is it?" I ask.
He shakes his head. "Come on, Edward," I whine. "This is a white shirt."
He smirks and shakes his head.
"Fine." I start to head out of the forest.
"Wait, I have a problem."
I turn slowly knowing what it is. "So do I," I grin.
"If you help me with mine, I'll help you with yours," Edward suggests. I close the distance between us. I run a finger slowly over his chest.
"How may I help you?" I look up at him through my lashes.
"May I fuck your mouth?" His voice is tight but sounds like he's asking me a perfectly normal, non sexual question. I roll my eyes, but my heart stutters while I trace his chest. I don't let him see. Instead I let him see my teeth bite my lip as I rise onto my tip toes and kiss his strong chiselled jaw.
"You may." I remove my shirt and slide slowly down his chest. I pull down his jeans and briefs so they puddle around his ankles.
I run one finger along his length and kiss the tip. I look up at him and he groans and runs his hand through his hair. I haven't even done anything yet and he's almost coming undone.
I wink and swirl the pre cum on his tip around and down. I look up at him again. "You've no idea what that does to me."
"What?" I ask innocently, once again looking up at him.
"You, looking at me like that."
I look at him again as I take him in my mouth slowly. I wrap my hand around his base and stroke in rhythm with my mouth.
He groans as I suck in my cheeks.
He moans as I swirl my tongue over him, especially as I pass over his tip.
His breathing hitches as I carefully nibble and drag my teeth along his length.
And then he whimpers as I cup his balls and massage him.
I use my tricks to bring him closer and closer. I feel him hardening even more and I know he is close. I look at him through my eyelashes. He grunts and comes. I swallow and release him from my mouth.
"You swallowed." There is a complete look or awe on his face.
I blush, "Should I not have?"
He grabs me and kisses me hard. "You definitely should have." He grins that little grin that tells all that he is basking in the post coital glow and I smirk like a little kid who's just helped her brother paint the carpet.
Edward pulls up his pants. I stand and watch him get dressed. There is always something sensual about how a man dresses himself. He walks past me to a tree behind me with a low hanging branch.
He plucks my bra off it and dangles it from his finger. "Thanks." I snag it from him and dress facing away from himso he can't see my reddening skin.
"Shall we head back?" he asks.
I turn and we head out of the forest.
We didn't go deeply enough into the forest to get lost but we had gone deep enough to have to fight our way past the enormous roots of the trees.
Edward seems to have absolutely no difficulty with them, but I somehow manage to stub my toe just as we exit the cover of trees.
"Ow!" I grab Edward's shoulder and he stumbles back slightly. I don't even get to appreciate the firmness of his muscles as I hop from foot to foot in agony. "Ow!"
"What?" He frets as I jump around on one foot.
"Mother trucking tree!" I growl and he laughs at my quasi swear.
"What did the tree ever do to you?" he asks indignantly. I roll my eyes. He takes my raised foot in his hands. The sudden imbalance causes me to stumble and land on the green grass with an "oomf!"
I sit up and observe the damage. "Sorry." Edward muffles. "No blood," he smiles. He releases my foot and holds out his hand so I can get up.
I look a bit closer before I take his hand. My nail polish is chipped but that is the worst of it. No biggie, it's turning purple for Alice's wedding. It must match the sash on my dress and all that.
I take Edward's hand and he yanks me off the ground. I giggle as he staggers backwards and then I fall against his chest. One of his arms is around my waist, while the other is folded between our chests,our clutching hands joined.
He looks at me for just a moment. His green eyes are deep and for just that moment I think that...
Our heads snap as we hear car tyres crunch over the driveway gravel. We drop hands, and our eyes, and take a step back.
I clear my throat awkwardly. The air is suddenly stale.
Edward just smiles his perfectly white grin and the uncomfortable moment is gone.
We wander back up to the house, greeting Carlisle as we both climb the porch steps. Esme is waiting for Carlisle but we mutter a polite hello and leave them to welcome each other.
Nobody else has seemed to notice our disappearances. Edward and I smile at each other, grinning like we have a secret. And we do.
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