Chapter 9: Jacksonville

Landing in Jacksonville I stared out the window. I loved coming to visit my mom, but I also loved spending time with Carlisle.

It was strange, the connection we shared. It was as if we were both lost souls who needed comfort, love, and passion.

We exited the plane, walking together, and went to the luggage carousel to get our bags.

We couldn't make any physical contact with each other, seeing as people from Forks could be here. I wanted nothing more than to jump his bones right here, but I had to contain myself. I was still wired from that little…treat he had given me on the plane. He stood beside me, tall, blonde, and glorious, and for the whole weekend, he was all mine.

My bag came around the carousel and he grabbed it and handed it to me.

"Thanks." I said.

"You're welcome." He said formally.

"I'll go hail a cab." I said. "We might as well take a cab together, our hotels are right beside each other." This was all for show. Obviously we were sharing a hotel room, but in case anyone from Forks was around, they couldn't see us leaving together in the same cab without knowing that we were sharing a room.

Yeah, I thought it was ridiculous. Personally, I didn't care what people thought of me, but I knew Carlisle could get fired for this.

I walked out of the airport and waited for a cab. Moments later, I felt Carlisle's presence behind me. I smiled in spite of myself, happy to be near him again.

"Any luck getting a cab?" he asked softly.

"Not yet." I said.

"Allow me." he murmured.

Literally, ten seconds later, a cab pulled up and we slid inside.

I rolled my eyes. "You're just lucky."

He chuckled, and put his arm around my shoulders. "Jealousy will get you no where."

I glowered at him, but pecked him on the lips. I looked away from him, but he pulled my face back to his and kissed me again, harder this time. Obviously he wasn't afraid of being seen.

I happily kissed him back, and ran my hand along the growing arousal in his pants. The cab stopped before we could do anything more, and Carlisle paid the driver before we went into the hotel to check in. It was hard for me to keep my hands off of Carlisle while he was talking to the receptionist…especially because of the way her eyes lingered on him as we walked away.

Why was I getting so possessive over him? It's not like we were in a relationship, but I couldn't help but get possessive over him when women gawked and fawned over him.

Yes, I knew that Carlisle was gorgeous, any woman would be crazy for not fawning over him, but I didn't like to see it right in front of my eyes. Yes, we weren't supposed to have a public relationship, and allow our relationship to come into light, but that didn't mean I couldn't get jealous, right? Someone like a receptionist for a hotel front desk should be a little more professional, right?

In the elevator, I didn't keep my hands off of him. I put my hands on either side of his face, and kissed him hard. I got so caught up and lost in the moment, that I didn't notice when the elevator doors opened.

"We're going up." Carlisle said to whoever had interrupted, after breaking away from me in time to close the doors again.

"We need to be more careful, Bella." He said softly.

I nodded, and leaned against the other side of the elevator.

"We can continue what we started in the car once we get to the room." He said with a wink.

I smiled at him and waited, impatiently, for the elevator to end its ascend.

Finally, the elevator doors opened and we exited, remaining apart from each other seeing as there were people getting onto the elevator as we got off.

We walked down the corridor together, keeping apart, before Carlisle opened the hotel room door. I looked around; making sure the coast was clear, before following him inside.

His lips were on mine in a second, and I was happy to kiss him back. We stumbled to the bed, and we fell onto it, lips never breaking apart.

I fumbled with his shirt, trying to pop open the buttons, but I failed miserably. He broke away from me to take it off, before kissing me again. He took my shirt off, and unhooked my bra before licking and nipping at my breasts.

I could feel his and my arousal, and I ground myself against him.

He undid my jeans, and slid them off right along with my panties. I was completely on display for him. I tore at his pants and threw them to the floor, and I stroked his already hard cock.

We shifted so that I was on top of him, and I wasted no time mounting him and sliding up and down him. Carlisle threw his head back against the bed, and we both moaned together. It was completely different, feeling him inside of me this way. He thrusted up into me, making me gasp in surprise at the feel and I held onto him, moaning, nails digging into his chest.

I rode Carlisle until it drove us both to our release. My body shook with the force of my orgasm, and the feeling of Carlisle releasing his seed into my body.

I slid off of him, and cuddled up next to him in the bed.

I smiled up at him, and he pressed his lips softly against mine, before we fell asleep together.