Lemons ahead!
NINE
Progress with Edward didn't slow despite the 227km between us. We texted daily and called one another each night before bed. I went to work each day and so did he. Only he hadn't exactly revealed what he did. I knew that the next time I saw him I'd make him fess up from the secrets he still hid.
"Earth to Bella," Alice says waving her hand in front of my face.
"Sorry," I shake my head.
I'd invited Alice around for coffee. She had been complaining about trying to find a house for her and Jasper. Nowhere was perfect enough.
"Bella," I hear from down the hall.
Rosalie. Her flirtation with Emmett was short lived. However it depended on the day. Yesterday she had said she wasn't interested. Today she needed my help to turn him on. Best friend responsibilities apparently entail this.
"One sec," I call back, "can you just ask Emmett to get her into a bed. You'd make my life easier."
"They're both as bad as each other," Alice smirks.
I'm not prepared with what I'm faced with at the end of the hall. Rosalie stands in a lace bodysuit. The deep red colour is stunning on her skin. However they must have run out of fabric when they reached the section near her breasts. Because they were minimally covered.
"Can you take a photo of me," She asks ruffling her hair.
"Why?" I ask.
"Emmett," she answers.
She doesn't need to elaborate. I take her phone from her outstretched hand.
"Now what pose is sexy?" She says.
"Why bother with that outfit? Just send him a naked picture with your face cut out," I say.
"Because I need to leave it to his imagination," she shrugs, "I'm trying to entice him to give in to coming around tonight. Grown ups have booty calls, Bella."
"Seriously? I don't want to listen to that!" I sigh.
"Take the photo!" She demands.
Like a playboy model she strikes her pose. Like a underpaid, overworked intern I take the photo for her. I'm bossed around about lighting, angle and her 'right side.'
However we eventually get the shot and she's still in the running to be America's next top model. Before she can get me taking naked pictures I duck back out to Alice who is keeping herself entertained by her phone.
"So I'm not meant to tell you. Edward's in town tonight for the weekend," Alice smiles.
"What?" I gasp excitedly.
It had been a fortnight since our picnic and I had been wondering when I'd get to see him again.
"He's coming to visit mum and dad but I dare say you're the real reason," Alice smiles.
"Why wouldn't he tell me," I say.
"He wanted to surprise you," she shrugs.
"Maybe I could get him. What if I come back with you to your house and hide in his room?" I smile.
"Cute!" She gasps clapping, "I'm going out tonight with Jasper and our parents head off to France tonight anyway. You'd have the house to yourself."
"No way," I squeal happily, "I'll go pack a bag!"
Hurriedly I race around my bedroom packing whatever I think I will need. With a quick brush of my hair I race back out to Alice and call out to Rose that I'd be back tomorrow and to enjoy Emmett.
I'd met Alice's parents as her friend. They had yet to discover Edward and I. We weren't official yet. I didn't want them to put pressure on the situation. So simply I smile and nod. Alice came up with some lie that my apartment was getting exterminated from roaches. Rosalie was out of town. She paid Emmett $50 to help go along with it. All for me to get laid.
"Go hide. I'll make him go to his room," Alice says pushing me in the general direction.
"Okay," I wink at her.
Hurriedly I find the room. It's plain and not very lived in. His bed is a four poster Californian. The furniture is dark wood and blue tones give the room a cold feel. He has an ensuite and walk in robe that look barely touched except for the soap and shampoo on the shower shelf.
I place my bag in his robe and begin to get ready. I change into the white bra and panties I packed. The bra had several straps that crossed over my rib cage, and the bra itself lay delicate on my chest. I saunter to his bed throwing myself on top of the soft sheets.
My phone pings from the bedside where I left it.
"We've all left. The eagle should land shortly. - A"
Smirking at the text I lie back into the pillows. The nerves were creeping up. They fade to nothing as the door creaks open. I sit up on my forearms and smile as he walks through the door. He holds a carrot half eaten in his hand. My man was hungry.
"Hey," I say.
He hadn't noticed me right away. The sound of my voice makes him jump slightly. When he does see me however his eyes immediately darken.
"Fuck," he mutters.
"That's why I'm here," I say.
"I was about to leave to come and surprise you," he says smiling.
He closes the distance between us climbing onto the bed and over me.
"I beat you," I shrug.
Leaning down he kisses me, lips gentle against mine. Two weeks of waiting has me melting into his body. His hands run up and down my body cupping my breasts, squeezing my thighs.
"This is an amazing welcome," he smirks down at me.
"I just wanted to make sure you knew you have something waiting for you here. Maybe you can come back more?" I shrug.
"Wanking in the shower to the thought of you isn't good enough," he smiles shaking his head.
"Neither is my vibrator," I laugh.
"I've heard so much about this vibrator! Should I be threatened?" He jokes.
"Only if you don't do your job right now," I say using my legs to pull his hardened member toward my own core.
"This outfit you have on is beyond sexy," he says hooking his fingers at my hips for the panties.
Slowly he pulls them down my legs. Once they're off his fingers begin to tease my clit. Swollen against his touch, I moan at the sensation.
"You have been waiting so patient. I won't go tough on you," he smiles moving a finger to dip into me.
"Oh!" I gasp.
"You're soaking," he says.
His free hand tugs at my slightly complicated bra till one of my breasts are out. As his fingers continue pumping in and out his mouth begins work on my chest.
"Oh god," I cry out.
"Come on baby. Come around my fingers," he says huskily.
As he stretches me with each pump of his three fingers buried inside me, I begin to reach my climax. I arch into his body thrusting toward his hand. He holds me down as I try to squirm beneath him, my body filling with ecstasy.
"Shit," he groans.
Downstairs there's a crash. Above me he whips off his shirt and hurriedly opens his bedside table. I straighten my bra sitting up confused. Alice said everyone had left. I don't notice what he pulls from the draw because his shirt hits my face.
"Put that on and get into the closet," he demands.
"What?" I ask.
"Now," he snaps.
I wriggle off the bed grabbing for my panties. I pull on his shirt and slip my panties on. However as I'm half way toward the closet I'm pulled behind his body. The bedroom door crashes open. Before I can identify the intruder a bang fires through the room and he drops.
However my eyes aren't on his dead body. They're on the gun in Edward's hands. My chest begins heaving as I try to figure it out.
"What the fuck?" I cry.
"There's more of them," he says, "we need to move now!"
I watch him race into the closet and re-emerge with more guns. What the hell!
He holds one out to me.
"Take this. Anyone runs toward you aim and fire. Don't think. Just fire," he says.
"What is going on?" I demand as he shoves the gun into my hand.
"Remember how I said I work from home? Well I just started my shift," he says.
"As what! People who work from home are mum bloggers," I shout.
"The FBI told me a mother blog was too mainstream," he says taking my hand.
"The what!" I scream.
I'm cut off with another shot fired by Edward at the doorway. A man toppled over the one he had killed moments ago.
"I'm a secret agent," he says, "but if we don't move right now. I'll be a dead secret agent who got the world's biggest cock block."
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