Thanks to MeteorOnAMoonlessNight for being my beta and Sara aka Nikki Black and Sukiethree for pre-reading!
—LD—
The house was extravagant, but I wasn't really surprised. It was Edward, after all.
I climbed out of my car as he pulled into the driveway. "It's a beautiful house, and the neighborhood is gorgeous," I complimented.
"Isn't it? A friend of mine found this, but he didn't have the time to devote to it so he made me an offer. Come on, I'll show you around."
—LD—
"These picture windows are beautiful; there's so much we could do with them," I said as I jotted down a few ideas on my iPhone.
"Not as beautiful as you look in front of them."
I turned around, raising an eyebrow in his direction. "We're here to work. Besides, that was terrible, Edward."
"Maybe." He shrugged. "But it's true. Can we just talk for a moment?"
I closed my eyes tightly. "Are you going to let me work if I give in to you?"
"Yes, I promise. I'll even hand over the keys, sign the checks, and just leave you to it."
"You have five minutes," I said as I checked the time on my phone.
"That girl the other night meant nothing. Mike ran off with her friend and—"
"And you felt the need to have her keep your lap warm?" I glared at him.
"I don't even remember how she got there!" he shouted in frustration.
"That just leaves more questions, Edward," I said calmly.
He narrowed his eyes at me. "You're just so much better than me, aren't you? You can't even remember if you slept with me."
"Nice." I threw my phone in my purse and headed toward the door. "I should get back to the office."
"Bella, please!" he called out. "I shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry. None of it will ever happen again."
"You seriously expect me to believe that?"
He took a step toward me, taking my hand in his. "I promise, I'll try harder." I knew I shouldn't believe anything that was coming out of his mouth, but I was weak when it came to him. "Let me take you to lunch."
"Fine, I can do lunch." I sighed, knowing I was probably making a huge mistake, but the smile that I was met with was blinding.
—LD—
"Are you crazy, Bella? Why do you keep doing this to yourself?" Alice said as she sat down beside me. I had just gotten done telling her about our lunch date.
I shrugged. "He's not a bad guy, Alice. He's young and kind of immature, but there are times when I forget all of that."
She smirked. "Like when he's in between your legs?"
"Alice! I can't even remember if we got that far, anyway." I threw my head back on the couch.
"This is just all so unlike you. You normally make all the right decisions and weigh everything out carefully."
"I know. There's just something about him that brings out this other side in me, someone who doesn't want to be so careful all the time."
She turned toward me, her eyes full of concern. "And that's what scares me for you, Bella. I just don't want to see you mixed up in something you'll regret later."
"Let me handle that, okay?" Between her and Emmett, I was going to go crazy.
—LD—
No sooner than I shut the door behind Alice did my cell phone ring, Edward's picture and number popping up on the screen.
"Hello?"
"Hey, doll, are you busy tonight?"
A smile spread across my face. "I'm not; what did you have in mind?"
"Do you want to come by my place? I could cook us dinner."
"Since when do you know how to cook?" I teased.
"Hey! I can make a mean grilled cheese, and my spaghetti isn't too shabby." He laughed.
"What time were you thinking?"
"Does five-thirty work for you?"
That gave me just enough time to shower, shave, and pack a bag to keep in my car, just in case. "Yeah, five-thirty is great."
—LD—
I pulled up in front of his house just before five-thirty.
His house wasn't as large as I expected it to be, considering that everything Edward did was over the top, but it was still striking.
It sat back on the property with a long driveway leading up to it. It had a very Spanish feel to it, painted a dark clay color with a terracotta roof. Connected to the side was a two-car garage where he kept his Aston Martin and his Mercedes-Benz convertible. I had a feeling that he went for a smaller house in order to have more money to spend on toys.
I climbed up the stairs of his porch as the front door swung open. "What are you doing outside? Come in." He smiled.
I walked past him into the house. The dining room was immediately to my right. I turned to him and raised an eyebrow. "You didn't cook this." I laughed.
"Why do you say that?" He smirked, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Because you don't know how to make sushi. And this looks a lot like sushi from Sugarfish." I laughed, unwrapping his arms from around me.
We sat down at the table. "Well, you got me there. Do you want something to drink?"
I looked up, meeting his eyes. "Whatever you're having." I shrugged.
"I have iced tea, water, or Diet Coke, then."
I stared at him for a moment. I wanted to say something, to ask what was going on, but I didn't want to insult him or have him waiver in his decision. "I'll just have an iced tea."
Maybe he really was trying.
—LD—
We sat down on the couch, full from dinner. He reached over, lacing his fingers with mine. "I've missed this. I've missed you."
"You made that decision, not me, Edward." I sighed.
He ran his other hand over his face. "I know, and I'm sorry. I'm trying, Bella. I haven't had a drink since that party. I think I need to grow up a little."
I turned my body toward him. "You're nineteen,Edward. Sometimes I think you need to grow down. Most nineteen-year-olds wouldn't dream of living in their own house or, better yet, owning an Aston Martin. When I was nineteen I was just hoping to make it through my first year of college."
"I had to grow up fast." His voice was barely above a whisper.
"Why?" I moved in closer to him.
He shook his head. "My dad is kind of an asshole. I don't really want to talk about it right now, though." He pulled me onto his lap so that I was straddling him. "I don't want to waste time on him when I have you here." He was good at distracting me and changing the subject.
He cupped my face, bringing my lips down to his and devouring my mouth. He ran his tongue along the length of my bottom lip. I parted my lips a bit and he slipped his tongue in my mouth, tangling his with mine.
I ground myself down on his lap, moaning when he pushed up against me. He pulled back slightly, staring up at me. "Do you want to stay over?"
I hesitated for a moment. "I don't know..."
His lips trailed down my neck, sucking softly at the skin on my collar bone. "I want you, Bella. I want you to remember me inside of you this time. I want to fill you, feel you come on my cock," he whispered in my ear.
"I have a bag in my car."
His voice was husky and his eyes full of lust. "You won't need it for what I have planned." He slipped me off his lap, standing and grabbing my hand to pull me up, leading me to his bedroom.
He ran his hands down my arms to my waist and the hem of my shirt, his fingers curling under it. He glanced up at me and I nodded. "Lift your arms, baby." I did as he asked and he slipped my shirt from my body.
His eyes roamed from my face down to my lace-covered breasts. I reached behind me and unclasped my bra, letting it fall to the floor. "Fucking amazing," he growled, reaching out and cupping my breasts in his hands, his thumbs stroking my hardened nipples slowly. I moaned softly, closing my eyes. I felt his hands suddenly drift lower, popping the button on my jeans.
"Can I see all of you?" he asked and I nodded, helping him to peel my jeans from my body.
"No panties, Bella?" He slid his hands around my waist, gripping my ass in his hands.
I smirked. "Panty lines."
"Are you sure you just weren't hoping you wouldn't need them tonight?" He nipped at my earlobe, causing me to shiver. "Get on my bed," he said as he slapped me on the ass, and I moaned. I felt my cheeks heat as his eyes lit up. "Who knew you liked a little spanking?"
I watched as he quickly rid himself of his own clothes. "There's a lot of things I didn't know I liked until I met you."
"Oh? Like what?" He climbed onto the bed beside me, and I couldn't take my eyes off his hard cock.
"Strip clubs for one, and nineteen-year-old boys for another."
He smirked at me, sitting up on his knees. "I'm far from a boy, Bella." He wrapped his hand around his cock, pumping it slowly. I moaned, watching him. He was right, he was far from a boy at that moment.
I slipped my own hand down my body, my eyes never leaving the sight of his hand stroking his cock. I slipped my fingers through my wet folds, circling my clit slowly.
"Keep touching yourself, baby. I want to watch you come." He groaned and I cried out as he slipped two fingers inside of my pussy, pumping them in and out of me slowly, his hand still never leaving his dick. It wasn't long before my breath was coming in quick gasps and I was calling out his name as my pussy clamped down around his fingers.
"That was the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen." He brought his fingers to his lips, a deep moan coming from his throat as he sucked my juices off of them. That was the hottest thing I had ever seen.
He reached across the bed to the nightstand, opening up the draw and pulling out a condom. I grabbed it out of his hand, tearing it open. "Let me?"
He leaned down, kissing me roughly. "Go for it." He sat back, watching as I slid the condom down his shaft. He lined himself up with my entrance before sliding inside of me. "Oh, fuck, you're so tight," he breathed out before he began to slowly pump in and out.
"Faster, please, Edward," I begged.
"You want it faster, baby? You want it a little rough?" He groaned, wrapping my legs around his waist and pounding into me harder and faster.
"Oh, shit, just like that Edward." I cried out, reaching down to touch myself, and he swatted my hand away.
"I'm going to make you come this time," he growled, bringing my legs up higher and changing the angle, hitting the perfect spot inside of me.
"Oh, my God, don't stop, I'm right there, Edward!" I moaned his name, my pussy clenching and releasing around his cock.
"Oh, fuck, Bella," His thrusts became erratic before he stilled inside of me, finding his own release. "Try and forget this time, baby." He smirked before leaning down to kiss me.
