AN: You guys are awesome! No doubt about it! I hope all of you are TTT on at least one story for my challenge. When we left Carlisle and Bella, they had just left the restaurant and gone back to the Cullen home. What will happen when no one is around to see them? Let's find out…
A Candy Stripper
I would climb any mountain It feels like the first time I have waited a lifetime And I know that it must be the woman in you And it feels like the first time Feels like the first time, it feels like the first time Open up the door, won't you open up the door? yeah Feels like the first time And it feels like the first time
Sail across a stormy sea
If that's what it takes me baby
To show you how much you mean to me
And I guess it's just the woman in you
That brings out the man in me
I know I can't help myself
You're all in the world to me
Feels like the very first time
It feels like the first time
It feels like the very first time
Spent my time so foolishly
But now that I've found you
Together we'll make history
That brings out the man in me
I know I can't help myself
You're all that my eyes can see
Like it never did before
Feels like the first time
Like we've opened up the door
Feels like the first time
Like it never will again, never again
It feels like the very first time, very, very, it feels
It feels like the first time, oh it feels like the first time
It feels like the very first time
And it feels like the very first time
And it feels like the first time
It feels like the very first time
It feels like the very first time
Oh it feels, it feels like the first time
Yeah it feels like the first time
It Feels Like the First Time-Foreigner
CPOV
I hadn't expected her to agree so easily to come home with me. It was very forward of me to ask her, but she was just too beautiful to not ask. I was not about to pass up the chance of spending more time with my one and only love. She made everything seem more alive including my heart. As soon as she gave me her answer, I drove as humanly as possible to the house. When we arrived, I got out and jogged around the car to open the door for her. She stepped out, picked up her flowers and waited as I closed the car and garage door. I caught her soft smile as I finished my tasks and led her into the house. Once inside, she looked around herself in wonder. I knew that this place was impressive to new guests but it was a little much for my taste. Esme had designed the inside and had even managed to incorporate the large cross that was my father's into the design.
"I'll go get a vase for your flowers" I said, taking off my blazer. "Can I get you something to drink?" I asked her. She spun on the toe of her heels; they made her legs look like they went on for miles. She smiled. My dead heart warmed at the site and I couldn't help but smile back.
"Water would be fine. And thank you." I took the flowers from her and went into the kitchen. I was filling the vase when she called out to me, "You have a beautiful home, Carlisle. It's so artistic. The way all the pieces fit together." Her steps got closer to me.
"Thank you but, I can't take credit. Esme decorated this whole house." I told her, trimming the stems of the roses. I heard her in the doorway, my lips turned up in a smile when I heard her sigh.
"She did a wonderful job. This place is beautiful."
"Thank you, Isabella." I heard her walk up behind me. As I was placing her roses in the vase, I felt her arms slip around my waist and her chin on my shoulder. She had to reach even in heels to out her head there. I turned my head toward her.
"Do you moonlight as a florist?" she asked, her voice was playful and light. I smiled and turned in her arms. She was so beautiful and having her arms around me was like I had died again but gone to heaven.
"Maybe. For you? I'd moonlight as a candy stripper." I told her. Her mouth dropped a little and she smiled. I loved making her smile.
"Well, you'd make a great living. I'd pay you." She told me. I laughed and turned to pick up the rose stems and threw them away. Once they were in the trash, I set the vase on the center island and retrieved a bottle of water from the refrigerator and handed it over. Taking her by the hand, I led her to the living room.
"Are you cold, Isabella?" I asked as she still had he cardigan on and that just wouldn't do. I wanted to be able to see the soft skin of her back. The dimples on her lower back had been driving me crazy the entire evening. I wanted to just massage them and make her moan because of it.
"Oh, no I'm not. I didn't know if I should keep my jacket on or not…" She said with a shrug.
"Well, you look amazing in the dress, and I'd hate for you to hide that." I told her with a smile. I moved over and turned on the lamps at either end of the couch. When I turned my attention back to her she was sitting in the middle of the couch, next to where Rose had been earlier. I thanked my lucky stars because before me was quite a sight- she had taken her cardigan off.
"Better?" I asked her. She nodded. I sat next to her. "If you get cold, let me know. I can turn the heat on or get you a blanket. I don't mind at all. I just want you to be comfortable." I rambled. Her lips turned upward and a blush rose from her chest. I loved that I could make her do that.
"What where we talking about in the car?" she asked me.
"Traveling, you were saying how you'd love to be able to travel wherever you wanted." She didn't know it yet but if she would have me, I already had plans to take her anywhere and everywhere she wanted to go.
"Oh right! Well, what I was saying was I would love to be able to go anywhere, but I don't have anyone to go with. And I don't know how I could afford it. My dad always told me I had potential to be a bounty hunter, if my brother was with me. He said it was because of my feisty attitude and I know how to hold my own. Riley would have been the brute strength and I would have been the one calling the shots. He really wanted us to do that.
Bounty hunters make good money don't get me wrong, but Riley and I never wanted to do that as a career. It could be a part time thing, or even a stepping stone to something else but not for the rest of our lives. Riley wanted to be a paramedic, and I wanted to be a stay at home mom and kind of run a day care out of my home. That doesn't pay well but, it's what I've always wanted to do. I don't know why." She said as she leaned back into the couch. Seeing my chance, I quickly pulled her into my side.
It felt good to have her head on my shoulder and her body next to mine. It was also a good excuse to put my arm around her bare shoulders. "Well, traveling is great and I understand where you are coming from. I just have a hard time picturing you as a bounty hunter." I told her with a soft chuckle to my voice. I didn't, however, tell her that I loved the thought of her round with my child. She laughed her sing songy laugh.
"What about you, Dr. Carlisle? Did you always want to be a doctor?" she asked me, looking at me from my shoulder. I looked down at her and then at my knees. I took an unnecessary breath.
"No, I didn't. I was on my way to becoming a minister like my father. I followed his examples and did what he did. Hell, I even taught in his church. But I decided there were other ways to help people. So I got on the fast track to medical school and here I am, a doctor. I love doing what I do." I told her. "I think it's good to have direction in your life. It doesn't matter which direction you choose as long as you have one. Rose is probably the most girly girl I've ever met and right now she is in college to become a car mechanic. Jasper wants to get his PhD in history, and Emmett wants to be a mathematics teacher. They all have a direction and it's not what most people would expect from them. But, they are doing what they want to do. If you want to be a part of a child's early development, I think you will do just that. It's a very important job; you will be what shapes future generations." I took a chance and looked at her again. Staring back at me was a look of such admiration. That look right there built up a small knot of guilt as I hated that I had to bend the truth like this to her. She deserved to have the full truth. She was going to be such a great wife. Even if, God forbid, she wasn't mine. I leaned down to kiss her, and right I was about to kiss her, her phone went off in the kitchen. Who Let The Dogs Out… Damn Mutt!
She let out an exasperated sigh and got up to answer it; leaving my body to cool down instantly with the loss of heat.
"Damn cock blocker." I heard her say under her breath. I laughed quietly.
"What, Jake!?" she hissed quietly, I know she was trying to keep me from overhearing.
"Where are you? It's after one! Don't you have to work tomorrow? You should probably come home." He said. I rolled my eyes and sat back in the couch again.
"Jake, I'm a big girl, if I want to stay out all night, I will. Go to bed, you have to work tomorrow too. Good bye!"
"Bella!" The line went dead. I heard her soft steps coming back in and sat back up with my shoulders hunched. My elbows rested on my knees and my head hanging below my shoulders.
"Sorry about that, again." She said. I looked up at her and my eyes followed her to her seat. My grin turned into a chuckle when she pulled the throw blanket off the back of the couch and slipped her heels off. I leaned back with her and she tucked her feet underneath her and laid her head back on my shoulder. It was as if her body knew it needed to be close to mine.
"We just can't seem to catch a break, can we?" I asked, light-heartedly as I looked down at her.
"I think we might, now." She said. I leaned in again for the third attempt that night to kiss her. But this time we actually made contact.
I held her close and my world started to disappear. Her arm found its way across my abdomen and the other snaked behind me, pulling me closer. She tucked herself closer to me and I deepened the kiss. She moaned quietly and I was falling deeper and deeper in the abyss that was my Isabella. I broke the contact against every instinct I had. The animal inside screamed at me to get back and take her, to make her mine. Her cheeks were pink. I drew a finger along her jaw. She looked away from me.
"Where do you see this relationship going, Carlisle? I mean I know you must really like me, you put your job at risk by asking me out." She asked. I stiffened. She asked the hardest question to answer without telling her everything. I want her to always have a choice but if I tell her she's my mate, she'll feel compelled to be with me.
"I don't really know." I told her. "I know that I more than like you. I have this pull to you, almost. I can't think about hardly anyone else when I have free time. I know that you are on my mind 24/7 and that when I'm with you everything feels right. Nothing is out of place when you're with me." I felt her skin warm a little beneath the blanket. What she doesn't know, is that I always have free time in my head. She has taken up a permanent residence in my brain.
"That's kinda what I've been thinking since you asked me out. I know you're only five years older than me but I didn't know that before. All I could think about was how you were so much older and how my parents and brother would never approve. I was scared of what people would think, of what your kids would think. I know it sounds like I'm vain but they've watched me every day after school this week. I didn't know if you told them about this or if it was something else. But, it just scares me. I don't want this to end badly, not at all if I can help it. I don't really understand why I feel the way I do about you." She looked up at me. She had so much love in her eyes and I didn't need Jasper to tell me that. I knew what she wanted to say, and I knew why she didn't say it. It was scary to think about love after only one date. "I just think… I…"
To ease the stress that was causing her heart to flutter like a humming bird, I kissed her. "I know" I whispered. She turned more towards me and kissed with all her might. My hand drifted down from her shoulder along her side and rested on her hip. She put a hand on my chest and the other on the back of my neck and pulled me closer to her. My tongue flitted out across her lips silently asking her permission to enter. She obliged and allowed my intrusion. She was sweeter than our first kiss. This one was slower, not hasty like the one on the examination table. Her delicate frame moved closer to me and soon she was on her knees. Her small mouth was building up in frenzy against mine, and on instinct I pulled her closer, forcing her to sit on my lap. I pulled the blanket off of her and trailed my hands along the soft, warm skin of her back. She shivered and I could feel the goose bumps form on her skin. She broke away to breath and I descended on her throat. Such a cliché make out session. But, I wouldn't want it any other way.
The smell of her blood and sound of her pulse was mouth watering but I didn't want her blood. It didn't appeal to me. I took her by the waist and lifted her up enough so she could move her legs to straddle my lap. When I put her back down, I pulled her lips back to mine and wrapped my arms around her. I could feel her gasp against my lips when she felt my firm manhood against her.
"Carlisle," she said breathlessly. She wrapped her arms around my neck and ground her hips against me. I purred and gave a small thrust. She let out a squeak.
"Do you work tomorrow?" I asked her burying my face in her neck again and knotted my hand in her hair.
"At three." She said. I thrust against her again and she ground against me.
"Stay with me?" I hissed out. This girl would be my undoing. I didn't think I could stop if I wanted to. If she said no it would take everything I had to stop.
BPOV
The next thing I knew I was up against the wall on the stairs with my arms and legs wrapped around this man that I … loved. I couldn't believe I loved this man after one date. I felt closer to him now than I could have ever thought possible. And now here I was, dry humping him on the stairs. His lips were everywhere and I loved every second. He pushed away from the wall and carried me the rest of the way up the stairs and pushed me up against the wall again. There were too many clothes between us. I attacked his shirt, tearing at the buttons and finally got them to open. While I was doing that, he was pushing his tongue in my mouth. I flattened my hands against his chest and he groaned, which sounded much like a growl from an animal. He pressed his body against mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and shoulders wanting to pull him even closer. He pushed me up against a door. I kissed him fiercely trying to show him how much I wanted him. I shoved my hands underneath the open sides of his shirt and scratched at his cool skin.
"Isabella, are you sure? We can stop if you don't want to. I will understand." He told me between kisses.
"No!" I said too hastily. Smooth, Bella. "I mean, I want to." I told him. He smiled and kissed me. The door disappeared behind me and he tossed me on the king sized bed. I sat up on my elbows as he shrugged his shirt off and looked at me. Suddenly I felt extremely self conscious.
What if I wasn't want he wanted? What if I was right and he doesn't like dimples. I felt my face warm and I looked away in embarrassment. He chuckled and climbed on the bed with me.
"You're beautiful, Isabella. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise." He whispered as he climbed on top of me.
"I love it when you call me Isabella." I told him. He smiled and moved some hair away from my face. His finger traced down my neck and across my body causing me to arch slightly. He kissed me, just once.
"I love calling you that. This is getting in the way and as beautiful as you are in it, I'm afraid it has to go." He said fingering my dress. I pressed my hands gently against his shoulders to move him out of the way so that I could sit up. Turning slightly I looked over my shoulder.
"Will you help me?" He smiled and moved behind me. I felt him untie the ribbon. He slowly pushed aside one of the thin straps and kissed where the strap used to be. He did the same to the other side and then he pulled me close to him. His arms encircling my waist he sucked on the skin between my shoulder and neck. I moved from his grasp and stood in front of him with my dress just barely covering my breasts. I looked down and then back at him through my eye lashes. He was smiling for me and I knew that he loved me too right then. He wasn't looking at my body; he was looking at my face.
"Isabella, you don't have to… we can wait, I would never hold it against you." He said. I let the dress slip off and I watched his face change. He went from concerned to hungry in an instant. He stood and took me in his arms and held me close. I forced myself not to gasp at how cool his skin was. He picked me up and laid me on the bed. Then covered my body with his. His tongue traced a line from my neck across my collarbone and down between my breasts.
His hands grasped my own and held them above my head, and then he kissed me with more passion than he had before. His free hand ran down my one arm and along my body until it came in contact with my breast. I couldn't contain my gasp as I felt him slowly kneed the skin. The sharp intake of air spurred something in him because he became needier. Attention was lavished on both breasts as he continued to hold my arms in place. He pinched and flicked my nipples until I my back was arched and I was writhing with an animalistic need. No sooner did he flick one was the cool caress of his mouth on the other. I felt heat flood my abdomen and my pussy became wetter than before. His nostrils flared and he moved to the other nipple. When he decided he was done with my upper body, he released my arms and kissed, licked and sucked his way down my stomach paying particular attention to my belly button and my hip bones. My hands grasped at the pillow, knuckles turning white as my body craved the attention. He removed the garter and my stockings quickly and drew one finger across the top of my lace boy shorts, looking up at me with eyes that pleaded for permission. I took a deep breath and nodded. He hooked a finger in them, then another and then ever so tantalizingly, he slowly pulled them down.
"You're so beautiful, Isabella. Your body is heaven and I feel as if I've just died." He said. Another rush of warmth flooded my womb and I shivered.
"Carlisle…" I moaned. He climbed back up my body and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and managed to hook one of my legs around his hip. Our tongues twisted in battle and the only thing that kept me grounded from the high that was Carlisle, was his pants. My arms slithered their way from his neck down to his waist band and started tearing at the fabric desperate to get them off. His jeans were like a padlock against my clumsy fingers. Feeling my frustration with the annoying contraption called the zipper; he smiled while he kissed me and quickly undid his jeans. Using my heel, I worked the fabric over his hips. I let my nails scratch down his back and when they reach the top of his boxers, I reached down and gave a quick squeeze to his buns of steel. He broke the kiss and I heard a mix of a growl and groan. Note to self: make him do that more often.
He shifted off the bed and rid himself of his jeans. As he crawled back on the bed, I made sure I was up on my knees so I could push him flat on his back. He grinned and pulled me on top, my legs straddling his manhood. I ground against it; the fabric of his boxers rubbing against my flushed skin. I loved the way it felt when he pushed up against me when I did that. I leaned forwards and kissed his chest which was sparsely sprinkled with blond chest hair. He had a thin happy trail that started just above his navel and disappeared below his boxers. I played with the hem and gave him and innocent look. He smiled and sat up to kiss me. I whispered in his ear as I gently nudged him back down, "May I?"
He looked pained and nodded; I slipped them down just as slow as he did. When his cock sprang free, I was shocked. I had no earthly idea how it would fit. He was very blessed in that department to the point of me being a little scared.
"Carlisle, it's…" I trailed off. He sat up and switched places with me. Once my head was resting on the pillow, he guided my legs apart. Situating himself between them, he leaned forward and kissed my nose. His eyes stayed locked with mine as he reached down and ran his fingers run across my lips and push through.
"Isabella, you're so wet. All this is for me?" he asked. All I could do was nod. I was biting my lip in attempt to not cry out at the sensations he was giving me. He stroked a finger inside me and I lost that battle. I cried out and arched my back; my eyes closed tight. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked. I hesitated,
"Yes, I'm sure." I told him not completely confident.
"I will do everything I can to make you comfortable. I know my… size can be daunting." He said. I just nodded. He lubricated his member and positioned it at my entrance. I was getting nervous and excited at the same time. He pushed in ever so slightly and I cried out in pain. He was extremely large, especially for a virgin.
"Isabella, you alright?" he asked, I forced a nod. "Are you a virgin?" he asked next. I nodded shyly. He let out a breath. "This is going to be harder than I thought." He said to himself. "Just relax, if you need a moment to adjust, don't hesitate to tell me. This will most definitely hurt at first." He told me.
I nodded again. I took a few breaths before I finally found my voice, "Okay, I'm ready." He pushed slowly into me until he reached my unbroken barrier.
"Take a deep breath in and let it out." He said. I did and as I was letting it out he pushed past it. I let out a sharp unintelligible cry.
"Wait!" I cried. "Don't move!" I did everything I could not to cry. The pain was terrible. Carlisle held me, until I was ready to go on whispering softly to me.
"It's alright, Isabella, the worst part is over, I promise. Would you like to stop?" he asked. I shook my head.
"Just give me a second. I'll be okay." I told him. I waited until the pain had subsided completely, then nodded.
"I'm going to do the rest all at once, are you ready?" he asked and I nodded again. I put my hands around the back of his neck and slipped one up in his hair. He thrust the rest of the way in and my body exploded in ecstasy. I gripped his hair and arched my back. He grunted and I tugged a little on his hair again. He started to move within me. Slowly pumping at first, his hips pistoning and gyrating against mine. I let out a loud moan and rose to meet his every thrust.
"More, Carlisle. Please, I need you." His thrusts became faster and I felt a pressure building up inside me. My moans became louder and more frequent. His growl was almost constant. I needed to be closer to him.
"Harder, baby. Hold me tighter." He did just that. I was close to what I thought was my first real orgasm and I couldn't wait. It was growing violently. His thrusts were frantic. I took one of my legs and hooked it on his elbow changing the angle of his thrusts. I screamed in pleasure.
"Carlisle, I'm about to… I'm gonna…-"
"I know, Sweetheart."
"Come with me, Carlisle. I want to feel it!" I moaned; I didn't have to ask him twice. He hit the perfect spot and made the world crumble around me. I screamed and dug my nails into his back, he roared; his finish immediately after me.
He all but collapsed on top of me, but I didn't mind. I wrapped my arms around him. I didn't want to let go. He rolled off of me and pulled me to his side. Then, covered us with a blanket.
"Carlisle?" I asked
"Yes, my Isabella?" His Isabella… sigh…
"Thank you, for tonight." He chuckled.
"Sleep my Bella. We can talk tomorrow." He said pulling me tighter against him.
I fell asleep next to this naked man, equally as nude, and it was the best sleep ever.
AN: Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it! Don't forget! TTT! Reviews are always, always welcome and I can't wait to hear from you! Thank you to my Beta DodgerMcClure and all my wonderful readers! Until next time TTFN- Ta Ta For Now!
