Hey guys, it's me, Becca! This brilliant chapter is mine and we are .! Now, of course the two main characters are Edward and Bella... but a certain someone does make a special appearance in the chapter - it's one of my favorite and beloved characters. :)) If you haven't read, "A Tale of Two Edwards", you might not understand the character, so I suggest you read it first!
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IMPORTANT NOTE: Edward's complete name in this chapter is: EDWARD JAMES MASEN-CULLEN please don't be freaked out by the names used.
Anyways, this one is a bit short - but not so short that it's pointless and empty. So... yeah, enjoy!
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Ferris Wheel
"There is absolutely no fucking way I am going on that thing, James!" I screeched, looking upwards to the contraption Masen was currently pointing to.
I wrapped my arms around my tiny frame; the thin long-sleeved thermal I had chosen to wear wasn't really doing its job on keeping me warm. It was mainly my fault though, as it was mid October and the New York weather was starting to turn into the bitter cold winter New York was known for.
"And why bloody not, Swan?"
"Why not? Why not?" I seethed.
Masen seemed to chuckle at my dilemma. "Love, it's just a ferris wheel."
"No, love, it's a fucking death trap," I said, mimicking his favorite nickname for me.
Masen just rolled his eyes and sighed, wrapping both his arms around my shoulders, pulling out bodies close, warming them slightly. My body responded by shivering – not from the cold breeze that had just swept up my thin shirt – but from the small contact that our bodies had just made. God, I loved that he could do that to me.
Noticing my body's sudden response to his, Masen leaned in closer letting his lips brush across the top part of my ear. "I promise, if you go…" he whispered softly, "I'll keep you warm."
I moaned slightly, pulled back slightly and pouted. "Baby, no…" I pleaded.
Masen sighed – completely exasperated. "For fuck's sake, Swan, come on. Stop being such a bloody baby, it's just a carnival ride."
I stood back, a little taken a back at his tone. "No," I said again, showing my defiance by crossing my arms. Masen managed to pry one of my hands loose, grabbed it and kissed it gently.
"Bella," he whispered, his soft, devious lips lingering on my hand. I turned my head, determined to ignore him.
"Love," he tried again, whispering softly, pulling my body closer to his once and allowing for us to touch again. I had to stifle a moan from the sweet contact.
"Swan," he pleaded, wrapping his long fingers on around my neck, his lips just mere inches from mine.
This time I tried to shift my hips, trying to squash out the burning need in my groin his little nicknames always created. Finally, he sighed and placed a small kiss at the base of my neck, his lips mumbling on my skin in between his loving, pleasurable kisses.
"Baby, please? Just this once, I promise, you'll fucking love it."
I sighed and indistinctively pressed my hips up against his. Masen responded by tracing the underside of my breast with his thumb.
"Bella…" he tried once more, his lips now grazing the lower part of my ear. I moaned out loud, my body needing more of… something.
"Yes… God, yes, James," I said – thinking more of my body's needs than my mind's stability.
Shit, shit, shit!
Masen pulled back and kissed my lips quickly, happily. "Brilliant! You'll love it… it's an insane view from the top!"
I swallowed back my nervousness. There was something about me and heights that did not get along.
**
Instead of feeling like I was standing in line for the ferris wheel I felt like I was standing in line for the electric chair, awaiting a painful, excruciating death. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and counted to three.
One…
What's the worst that can happen?
Two…
Fall out and die.
Three…
Ah, that's a fucking good one.
I immediately turned around; intent on telling James that there was no fucking possible way this would happen. However, I was surprised to see that I was already being pushed in the seating of the little red dinky cart. Masen pulling down the so-called, 'safety bar', and I realized I was too late. Shit – I must of fucking zoned out.
"Swan, are you okay? You look kind of… green."
"I… I can't… breathe… I can't," I said, my 'flight or fight' instincts kicking in.
Masen gently grabbed my shoulders. "Bella, love… look at me."
My eyes darted around as the death machine started to turn upwards. "Edward, I can't… heights," I squealed.
Masen shook my shoulders slightly, yet, I still ignored him. All I could feel was the heavy thumping of my heart. Out of the corner of my eye, I somehow noticed Masen quickly shifting out of something. I felt something heavy drop into my lap. I quickly looked down – it was his beloved leather jacket. He then quickly put his hand underneath the semi-heavy material, resting his hand on the top part of my dark, denim jeans. I wanted to ask him what the fuck he was doing, when I felt his warm, soothing breath on my ear.
"We need to distract you, Swan. Close your eyes, baby. Take a deep breath."
I did as he asked. Drawing a deep breath from my lungs, I closed my eyes trying to will my body to calm the fuck down. After inhaling the first breath, I noticed that Masen's fingers quickly made nothing out of undoing the top button of my jeans. I gasped sharply as he pulled the zipper down – willing my voice to speak.
"Please tell me you're not going to do what I think you're going to do."
When Edward didn't respond, I pleaded. "Edward…"
I felt Masen's lips on my ear once again. "Bella, breathe. This will help, I promise – trust me, Love."
I stalled for a moment and then nodded, opening my legs a bit wider, giving my love better access. Almost instantly I felt Masen's long, cold fingers slid down my jeans and into my warmth. I gasped loudly, throwing my head back, unconsciously hitting the red painted metal with a soft thud. The sensation of Masen's cold-laced fingers mixed with the wetness and heat of my cunt was in-fucking-credible. I panted quietly, my eyes still tightly closed. Somewhere, in the background of my emotional haze was Masen's beautiful chuckle. I felt him lean in closer, the side of his body pressing closer to mine.
"You look unbelievable right now, love… your lips are parted, just begging to be kissed and tongue-fucked properly," he whispered.
I thrust my hips upwards, willing him to get on with it. "Then do it." I retorted, needing more than just his expert fingers sliding up and down my slit.
When he didn't make any move to do anything or change his rhythm, my voice demanded more. "Please, Edward… fucking do something."
A few more seconds went by as he hesitated, then I felt his fingers encircling my clit and I nearly came and the gentle contact.
"Fuck…" I breathed out in a hushed tone as Masen's pressure on my clit became more and more prominent, slowly igniting my body into sexual obviation.
"God, love… you are so incredibly wet right now. You can't even imagine the shit I want to do to you right now." I squeezed my thighs together at his words.
More! My brain demanded.
"Tell me, James… please, fucking tell me." I felt Masen's un-occupied hand, pull back the loose hair from my neck, resting his chin on my shoulder. I felt his fingers slow down their rhythm – he went back to sliding his fingers up and down my slit, slowly – achingly.
"Mmm… well, first, Swan, I would take these ridiculously tight jeans off of your long, lovely legs. Mm, you know that I love how soft your pale skin is."
I nodded and whimpered, willing him to continue on.
"Then, knowing you, you naughty girl – you wouldn't be wearing any panties, would you?" he taunted. I bit my bottom lip, shaking my head feverishly.
God, fuck… I want to shake the hand of who ever taught this man how to use his fingers.
"Good girl, you know I love it when you don't wear anything underneath, so fucking sexy." He paused for a moment, re-adjusted his position and took a deep breath.
"God, seeing you wither like this baby, is making me insanely hard." At his words, I wanted to open my eyes – I wanted to see just how hard he was. Masen seemed to read my mind.
"Bella – don't. Don't love… keep those gorgeous eyes of yours closed."
I felt a jerk of a movement from the contraption – and my breath hitched slightly. Masen seemed unaffected by the movement and continued on.
"Where was I? Oh yes, no panties. Now, the sight of your bottom half, gloriously naked makes me very hard, Swan… what should we do about that, love?" he asked, his voice deep and heavy. His fingers stopped their tortured rhythm and circled my clit once more. My hands gripped the edge of the cart tightly.
"Should I kiss your lovely pussy until I make you come then fuck you properly? Or should we just skip the bloody foreplay and get right down to the fucking?" Masen asked, his lips mumbling against my skin as he expertly thrust two of his fingers into me.
"Ah!" I cried softly, scrunching my face in pure fucking ecstasy. Masen's lips moved upwards, his teeth biting the soft bottom flesh of my ear.
"My thoughts exactly, Swan – fuck the bloody foreplay."
A few moments passed – Masen's lips were busy with alternating kissing my ear and my neck – his other hand offering little caresses here and there – underneath my breast – circling my clothed nipple – whatever it felt that it could get away with.
Bastard.
"God, you're just how I love you, Swan… tight and wet. You're so fucking… tight and wet, baby."
I whimpered, thrusting my hips upwards, meeting the hard thrust of his fingers. Masen groaned, burying his head into the crook of my neck.
"My dick is absolutely throbbing, love. I want you so fucking bad," Masen whimpered, biting down hard on the soft skin of my shoulder. Needing to grab onto something else besides the flimsy cart, my hands found Masen's unruly bronze hair, tangling themselves in its fullness. Masen continued to kiss and suck on the sensitive skin of my neck while his fingers steadily thrusting in and out of me – his thumb expertly circling my clit, placing soft pressure upon it.
"It's time for you to let go, love." My body withered in anticipation, as I felt Masen increase the pace of his thrusts, the pressure of his thumb.
"Oh, fuck…" I mumbled softly.
"Do me a favor, love, when you come… open your eyes," I shook my head, feeling the familiar uncoiling pressure build.
"I… can't…"
Masen bit down hard on the bottom part of my ear. "You can and you will. Come, Bella, and open your fucking eyes."
My breathing became heavy and short, my lips parted in anticipation. My body tensed – and then it happened, I came and I came hard.
"I can feel you coming love, open your eyes, Bella – open your eyes." Against my will, my eyes flew open and mouth dropped opened as a saw the brilliant sight of the New York skyline in my vision as my cunt pulsed around Edward's fingers.
"It's… it's incredible," I whispered more to myself than anyone. Masen laughed softly and slowly disentangled himself from me. I turned to look at him. His eyes were bright and childlike; his hair was a complete and utter mess from my over-eager hands.
"I can't believe you just did that," I murmured to Masen. He grinned crookedly and shrugged nonchalantly.
"I told you you'd fucking love it, Swan. Come here, love." He said, gesturing towards himself. I laughed and scooted closer, letting Masen wrap his arms around me as I gazed outward, into the scenery.
"You know, you're going to have to do that every time we have to deal with heights. I'm terrified of them."
Masen laughed and kissed the top of my head. "Somehow, I don't think I'll have a problem with that, Swan."
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