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Hello! and welcome to Hate What You Do To Me! The second story that i am currently working on.
Also, I am so happy with the death threats I have received. Pitch forks was the best. They give me warm fuzzies. Is that bad?
As always, let me know what you think of this chapter. Bella is still resisting, she's stubborn. Sorry, she's proabaly going to have her walls up for awhile.
Oops, i did it again. I am actually keeping my fiance awake in order to post this...
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Confronting Liaison
Thankfully Bella did not see Mr. Cullen the rest of the week. After the defiling of his office she was happy that they were once again ignoring each other. Her weekend had remained Cullen free, with the exception of Emmett when he arrived to pick up Rosalie for another date.
While the weekend had remained Cullen free in body, it had not in her dreams. Nightly she awoke with sweat dripping down her body, her skin craving. She didn't want to admit what it craved, she did not want to voice it to herself, but she knew. She craved him. All this knowledge did was solidify her resolve.
The next week they continued their emails, though Bella noticed a small shift in his tone and requests over the last few weeks. In the beginning his emails had specific instructions, but the newer ones held a general idea of what he was wanting. He was giving her the ability to showcase her talent and knowledge. She even received praise on many of the items that she had completed. She had not been inside his office since the incident the previous Thursday and was trying vehemently to forget what had transpired.
Every time she slipped her heart rate increased and her body heated. She didn't want these feelings. Not for him. Constantly she told herself how she despised him, but the feelings he evoked every time he simply walked out of his office toward the elevators continually chipped away at her. She was in a constant state of internal war between her body and mind, her heart staying neutral, cold.
It was an antagonizing existence and she hated him more for it. Hated him for these unwanted desires that coursed through her. Hated him for causing her to give a damn about him in any way.
It was late on Friday afternoon, three thirty of course, when he called her into his office. It was the first time she had entered it in over a week and she found that she was hesitant to enter. The craving would surface. Quickly she entered and sat in the seat opposite of him. The seat that she had sat in last Thursday.
Bella took a deep breath to calm herself, but she could feel the heat rising as she looked at him from across the desk. The desk where he had taken her with such passion she was afraid she would melt.
"I wanted to talk to you today before you left," he started, pulling her out of internal turmoil. "I have a proposition for you."
"Not interested," she responded without second thought.
"You haven't even heard it yet," he grumbled.
"It just sounds indecent when you use the word proposition."
"It is not, I assure you."
"Proceed," she commanded with a wave of her hand.
Edward's jaw clenched as he attempted to keep his temper down. She always knew what buttons to push. "You have the tendency to forget that this is my company."
"Temp. Remember?" she smiled smugly at him.
"Of course, but a temp you will no longer be."
Bella looked at him in shock. Was he firing her? "Excuse me?"
"I have contacted your temp agency and advised them that I wanted to hire you on. A permanent employee," he smirked. Damn his smirk. She wanted to smack it off of him.
"No."
"You are refusing a permanent position? Why?" he asked incredulously.
"It requires me to be at your beck and call and I refuse to be your beck and call girl," she sneered, trying to sound civil.
"Damn it Isabella! I am offering you a job and you are throwing it back at me?" he yelled.
"Yes," she replied calmly as she rose from the seat.
"You will take the job Miss Swan," he commanded.
"You do not dictate my life, Cullen. Have a nice weekend," she smiled as she sauntered out of his office.
Time seemed to fly more quickly when they ignored each other and simply worked. Daily, however he would offer her a job again, only to be turned down. He was persistent, she would give him that.
"Take the job Bells," Emmett nagged during lunch one day. "He was pretty pissed that you turned it down."
"No, Emmett. I don't want to work for him. Right now I need a paycheck, which is the ONLY reason I am even here," she notified.
"It's a shame your antics have died down a bit. No fodder left for the gossips," he grinned as he flung a crouton at her.
"You're the biggest gossip of them all," Bella pointed out as she rolled her eyes, flicking the crouton back.
"So, I gotta know. What was she like back in college?" Emmett began his inquisition.
"Rosalie? Same as today, just with a job. We met freshman year down in Arizona, she had all of the upperclassman wrapped around her finger. She could yell 'jump' and they would ask 'how high mistress?'. It was hysterical."
"When did you two become roommates? I still can't see you reserved, not with the way you act toward Edward."
"Sophomore year. We asked to be dorm mates, and then the next year we rented an apartment with another girl. That was the time when she really began to rub off on me. If it hadn't been for her I don't know if Jasper and I would have ever progressed."
"So weird to hear you talk about Jasper. Dude's going to be my brother and you two used to shack up," Emmett shuddered.
"Don't forget about our baby," she said, pointing her fork at him.
"Baby?" Emmett asked. His eyes grew wide before he remembered an earlier conversation. "The dog?"
"Jake was a great dog. He was such a cute puppy," she lamented.
"You should have Jasper bring him by. I'm sure he remembers his mommy."
"He has a new mommy now."
"He'll never forget his first mommy."
"Let's not talk about Jake or I am going to hit a pet shop on my way home and end up with a puppy and Rose would NOT be happy," Bella warned.
"Ok, no puppies for Rose. Check," Emmett smiled. "I gotta say it Bells. You need a date."
"What the hell Emmett?" she stared up at him.
"Just saying. You've got a lot of pent up tension, you could use a release, if you know what I mean," he grinned as he elbowed her.
Bella's face flushed as her eyes widened.
"No! Oh my god! Who got into Isabella Swan's panties?"
"I'd rather not talk about it."
"Oh man, Bells. So the seven year dry spell is over?"
Bella reached over and punched his shoulder. "It was only three years, ass," she shook her head as she took a bite of her salad.
Later that afternoon Bella watched Edward pass by her desk for the eighth time that day. Not that she was keeping count. She suppressed the strange feelings as she stared at her computer screen. Her eyes were feeling heavy and after re-reading the same paragraph for the fourth time she decided to have a small cup of coffee. Caffeine did not agree with her very well, but she felt she could gamble on a small cup.
As she stood awaiting the pot to brew she heard a sharp intake of breath behind her. Turning she locked eyes with Edward and was stunned to see the lust simmering in them. His body appeared to be shaking, as if he was fighting against it. Bella took her bottom lip into her mouth as her hips began to undulate. She could feel the craving for him build and before she knew it she was walking towards him. How was this happening?
His eyes grew slightly wide as he watched her approach, cautious of her actions. Both were surprised when her hand reached out to his collar and roughly pulled him to her, their lips crashing together. After a moment Bella withdrew letting out a shaky breath.
"Oh, how you torture me, Miss Swan," he breathed into her ear as he suckled at the skin on her neck. Her hands slowly rose to wrap around his neck.
"You are the bane of my existence, Cullen," she hissed as her hips rocked toward his before taking his lips again. A shudder ran through her body, pooling heat at her core, as his hands grabbed and caressed her skin, his hands winding underneath her blouse. His mouth moved down her jaw to her neck as he nipped at the flesh, eliciting soft moans from her lips.
"Cullen, we can't keep doing this," she murmured with a vain attempt to push him away just as she was pulling him toward her.
Edward's lips never left her neck. "Yes, we can. I'm the boss, remember?"
"We don't like each other, remember?" she attempted to snap, but it was too breathy to have effect.
"But we want each other."
"No…"
"Stop! Just stop," he demanded as he looked down at her. His eyes looked pained. "Just use me if that is what you need. Please, I want you so badly." He begged. He begged! It was too much. His pleading with her, the combination of his lips and hands, it was just too much.
Her lips attacked his with fervor as she pulled at his belt. She could feel his erection through the fabric that separated it from her. He was hard as her fingers stroked his length. A groan escaped his lips at the feeling.
"Now. But we have to move from the break room," she whispered. Suddenly Edward released her, grabbing her wrist he guided her to the end of the room to a supply closet. Closing the door behind him he rounded back on Bella. His hands slipped under her blouse and teased her nipples, causing the flesh to pebble and harden.
"Edward," she moaned. His hands moved down to her thighs and pushed her skirt up to her hips.
"I love when you wear skirts," he purred into her ear. Heat pooled and she felt the wetness between her legs grow. Her fingers began to make quick work of his pants, pushing them down past his knees. His erection popped out and she couldn't help running her tongue along its length and kissing the tip before rising. She was awarded a 'fuck' for her teasing.
"Turn around," he commanded.
She did as he asked, her hips rubbing against him as she turned. He pushed on her back, urging her to lean over. She complied and could feel him rubbing his hard cock against her wet pussy. With urgency he pulled her panties down her legs and lined up at her opening.
The first thrust was hard and fast and left them both crying out at the intense pleasure. His hips began to buck wildly, unable to control his need as he thrust roughly while tightening his grip on her hips, her moans spurring him on.
It was only after a minute that Bella could feel the tightening signaling the release she craved. Her nails dug into the wall as she pushed back on him.
"Bella," he called. "Cum for me."
His words sent a shiver down to her core, the added heat proved to be too much sending her spiraling over the edge. He continued to slam into her as she rode out her orgasm before his thrusts became erratic and he shot deep into her.
"So good. Never been this good," he whispered as he kissed her shoulder.
"What the hell is going on in here?" A familiar voice boomed and the joined pair swung their heads to find Emmett's through the open gap in the door. "Oh shit!"
Quickly the pair straightened their clothing and stepped out of the closet.
"This is who got into your panties? Edward?" Emmett asked in disbelief.
"I..he…" she stuttered. Her jaw clenched and she could feel her blood boil. She turned and glared at Edward who was staring at her, waiting for her response. "This is all your fault!" she yelled as hand smacked the back of his head before storming out and back to her desk.
"Thanks, Em." Bella heard Edward say before his footsteps signaled he was leaving as well.
"What? What did I do?"
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