AN: Here's the latest chapter ... you know you've all had these fantasies before when you're in a B&N or Borders. Notes, disclaimers, etc. in Chapter 1. Enjoy!
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Bella groaned as she rolled her neck, trying to ease the tension that had been building all week. She'd worked every night at the bookstore instead of her usual two because Lauren had called in sick. But money was money and every little bit helped when you were a grad student. So here she was on a Thursday night, restocking the paranormal shelves while keeping an eye on the two little old ladies debating the merits of Julia Child over Paula Deen as they perused the cooking section. Considering they were the only two customers in the store at the moment, and their discussion apparently was nowhere near ending, she figured they wouldn't need her assistance for a while.
With a sigh, she allowed her mind to wander as her hands automatically placed books on shelves. She wasn't surprised when her mind immediately went to the man who'd been haunting her dreams. The man whom she'd had numerous phone conversations with, but no physical contact due to her extra hours and his on-call status. After their rather eventful dinner with the family, they'd spent Sunday night at his place again, both parting reluctantly the next morning. They'd originally made plans to get together Tuesday night, the one night they'd both had off, but then he had to assume the on-call shift after his fellow doctor had a family emergency and she was called in on Lauren's behalf.
Neither had been happy, but they'd made the most of it. Her mind began to haze over as she remembered just how heated some of their phone conversations had gone. The man was talented. What he could do with his voice and a 20 minute shift-break should be illegal. Her body began to liquefy as her mind replayed the way he'd commanded her to touch herself and to imagine it was him - his hands, his body, his voice washing over her, the low growl making her wetter than she'd ever thought possible. The sound of his moan, so intimate and deep even over a phone line, as she'd cried out his name and shuddered against her fingers.
"You look like you're thinking something naughty."
She squeaked as Edward's husky voice broke into her heated thoughts, her body immediately going into a steady burn as familiar hands laced around her waist, pulling her back against a hard chest, and an even harder body part prodding against her lower back. Without thinking, she rubbed against him, delighting in the low growl that rung in her ears as his hands tightened around her waist and he pushed back.
Her breathing was coming in small pants as she felt him nuzzle his nose into her neck, his hands stroking over her waist and stomach with possessive intent. Her senses were screaming at her that she needed to remember where they were, that there were other people around, but her body, too long denied, had other thoughts. Most prevalent at the moment was to feel those sinful lips against hers.
Managing to turn her body, she captured his lips in a ravenous kiss, twining her arms around his neck and using her hands to grasp his hair, pulling him tightly to her. His groan was lost in her mouth as their tongues immediately began to duel and fire spread through her body. Her back hit the bookshelf as Edward pushed her back against it, his hands moving from her waist up to cup her breasts through her shirt. His mouth never left hers as he rubbed her nipples through the material and she whimpered as the nubs became tight and hard. Starving for air, she managed to pull back, panting as his lips refused to leave her body, now planting kisses across her collarbone while his hands continued their torture against her breasts.
Her eyes fluttered open as he moved against her, wanting to see his gorgeous face, and instead met the startled gazes of the two old ladies who had obviously abandoned their food related discussion some time ago. Instinctively, she pushed Edward away, red coloring her cheeks as she heard him grumble and start to pull her back to him.
"Edward, we've got an audience," she managed to hiss, watching as her words registered and he turned to follow her gaze. To her chagrin, he simply smiled as he faced the two women, who were still watching unashamedly.
"Sorry ladies," he immediately offered along with his most charming smile as he pulled her against his side. "I haven't seen my girl in a few days and I got carried away." He gave them a bashful look as the two women eyed them carefully before nodding and turning back to their discussion.
Bella tried not to laugh as Edward turned back to her with a smile and a predatory look in his eyes. She wanted nothing more than to give into him and pick up where they left off, but she really didn't relish having an audience.
"Not that I'm not happy to see you," she began, tugging him with her as she moved back towards the front counter, hoping no one else had come in while they'd been making up for lost time. "But what are you doing here? I thought you were still on call?"
"Jake offered to take a few extra hours so I don't have to be in until…" Edward looked down at his watch and grinned, "two hours from now." He smiled at the delight he saw on her face as she pulled him with her behind the counter.
"So you decided to come ravish me in my bookstore?" Bella knew her voice was deeper than normal. Her body was still alive and pulsing with unfulfilled desire. She wanted nothing more than to push him back against the desk and take him hard and fast, but she told herself to find some modicum of control. After all, she really wanted to keep this job and not have to explain herself even more to the ladies who were surreptitiously watching them.
"Oh Bella…," he leaned forward and whispered the words against her ear, "you haven't even begun to know what it's like to be ravished by me in your bookstore," he finished, pressing a kiss against her earlobe. "I can't tell you how many times I've imagined being inside you this week. Feeling you lose control as you quake around me as I fucked you hard and fast, not stopping until you shattered, screaming my name."
Bella had to fight back a moan as she felt her legs go weak, images crowding her mind, literally imagining what it would feel like, right now, to have him buried inside her, his body hard against hers as he shuddered and moaned his name…
"I think we're ready to check out."
The voice of one of the women brought her back to the present and she knew her cheeks were flushed, even as she tried to pull it together in order to do her job. "Of course, come right up," she managed, turning to shoot Edward a warning look. "Edward, why don't you go finish putting those books on the shelf for me?" She needed to get away from him for a few minutes if she were going to have any type of control of her body, especially if she were going to ring up these orders without embarrassing herself.
"Of course," he smiled at the ladies as he turned to go, his hand, below the counter, brushing across her thighs and squeezing quickly before he disappeared back into the mass of shelves.
Taking a deep breath, Bella turned back to the women, both of whom were now wearing matching grins as they placed their purchases on the counter. She grinned noting one had the Paula Deen cookbook, the other Julia Child's.
"You've got a keeper there young lady…if I were twenty years younger…" the woman in front of her said in an amused voice. Bella felt her cheeks heat even as she smiled, her gaze turning towards where she could see Edward, now stacking books on the shelf.
"You're telling me," she managed, turning back to the women with a smile as she rang up the books. "That'll be $16.50 with tax," she said as the woman handed her several bills. After making change, she bagged the book and turned to ring up the other woman. Repeating the process, she smiled as she finished and wished the women a good day.
As they turned to go, the other woman turned back and leaned over the counter. "You know, having been in here quite a bit, I do know there's a secluded spot in the back near philosophy where you can't be seen, but you can see if anyone comes in. You might consider using that after we leave."
Bella went bright red at the woman's words and began to stutter a reply but the woman only winked as she turned and left with her friend. When they had disappeared out the door, Bella finally regained enough control to look around to make sure no one else had entered the store while she'd been distracted. Happy to find it empty, she headed back towards Edward, her body already tight with anticipation. Hopefully, her luck would hold out a little longer.
Edward had been keeping an eye on her as she rang up the customers, grinning as he watched her blush at something one of the women said to her. He had a feeling it involved their little display earlier and he had to admit, part of him thrilled to the thought that she'd been so caught up in him that she hadn't remembered they were in perfect view of customers. Then again, he hadn't been thinking clearly since the moment he'd walked in the door, looking eagerly for her, only to spot her reaching to place a book on the top shelf, the move pulling her lithe body into a tight line that showed off her nicely formed backside in the tight jeans she wore.
He hadn't been able to stop from sneaking up on her, pulling that luscious body back against his and beginning to whisper against her ear. He'd quickly lost sight of everything except her as they'd moved against each other, and it had been torture to realize they had to stop when she'd informed him of their audience. But, he couldn't regret it and didn't. It had been too long without her and his body was aching in a way he'd never felt before. An ache that could only be satisfied by finding himself buried deep inside his Bella – an ache of need not of want.
Their phone conversations had been stimulating and wonderful, and much needed relief over the past few nights, but they'd been too short, too fast. He missed being physically able to touch her, to watch her fall apart underneath him, to hear her scream his name and watch as her faced bloomed with ecstasy. When Jake had offered to give him a few more hours of sleep tonight-he'd jumped on the chance and headed immediately for the bookstore.
Now, he bided his time as he stacked books, not caring what he put where, his head continually turning to focus on the beautiful woman who'd bewitched him so long ago as she finished up with her customers. He found himself hoping they cleared out quickly, his body was clamoring at him to finish what they'd started earlier. He'd always had a few fantasies about taking her here, against the shelves, behind the counter…
"You look like you're thinking something naughty."
He grinned as she echoed his words of earlier and soon his actions, as he felt her wrap her arms around his waist, plastering her front against his back. The feel of her breasts pressing into his back had him hard and aching in seconds - he shuddered in her hold.
Bella felt a feminine power course through her as she felt him shake against her and used it to her advantage, running her hands down to cup the bulge in his jeans. His hiss of indrawn breath as she stroked him through the material had her growing even wetter.
"Someone's anxious," she husked as she reached for the button at his waist, only to stop as she felt his hands grab hers and pull her around so once again her back was against the shelves.
"You can't imagine," he whispered before he crashed his lips to hers and they were immediately lost in the familiar whirlwind of desire. The kiss deepened as he slid a leg between her thighs, groaning as he felt her wetness through two layers of clothing as she arched against him.
Bella was moving frantically against him, needing the friction and heat more than she needed to breathe. It had been too long and she was too starved for the touch and taste of him. But even as she felt his hands slide under her shirt and move up to cup her breasts, the words of the woman who had just left rang in her mind. Pulling away with effort, she managed to untangle them, grinning at his groan as he tried to pull her back.
"Follow me," she managed, pleased to hear the seductive tone in her voice as she grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the back corner of the store. She whimpered as he pulled her back against him, pressing himself against her lower back with each step, holding tightly onto her hips as his lips began nipping at the back of her neck. She struggled to make her legs move, knowing they needed to be out of the public eye if this were going to continue, and unless hell froze over, there was no way she was stopping.
With a groan of relief she saw they'd made it back to the dark corner - her mind absently noting that the section they were now in was the sex and relationships aisle. Before she could make sense of the irony, she felt her back once more pressed against the shelves as Edward's body pinned her against them. The pain was quickly lost in the pleasure of his hands as they slid back under her shirt and up to caress her breasts. She whimpered as he pulled the cups of her bra out of the way, causing her breasts to spill out of them and into his waiting hands.
"God, Bella, you're so soft," he muttered, squeezing and stroking as he frantically placed kisses against her neck. He was losing all control and he didn't care. He needed her and he needed her now. The scent of paper and dust filled his nostrils as he pushed her shirt up to her neck and latched onto one nipple while his fingers pinched the other. Her cry of his name sent a spear of desire through his body and he pushed his hips hard into hers.
Bella gasped as her hands yanked his shirt from his pants and she raked her nails up his back, hearing him groan before his teeth bit lightly at her nipple, his tongue quickly soothing the slight pain. She felt her mind begin to splinter as she felt one of his hands leave her breast and slide down to the waistband of her jeans. She moaned as with a quick motion, he had them unbuttoned and unzipped, his hand cupping her soaking wet center.
"Edward!" She keened his name as he pressed the heel of his hand against her clit, rubbing through the lace of her panties. Her body was so close to the edge, she wanted desperately to come, but not alone. Her hands slid around to his waist, repeating his moves and seconds later had his hardness out of his boxers and cupped in her hand. His loud moan as she began to stroke sent another bolt of desire to her center and she felt herself get even wetter.
"Bella," Edward groaned as he slid two of his fingers under the heated lace and thrust them deep into her body. He knew she was close as he felt her hand clench around him tightly, struggling to contain his own whimper as she stroked him harder and faster.
"Edward, please, I need you to fuck me!" She ground out the word as she felt him shudder against her.
It was all he needed to hear and with a quick movement tugged her pants down to her ankles and she kicked them aside. Reaching for her leg, he pulled it up his thigh and she wrapped it around his waist, positioning him at her core. He fought the urge to rip the lace that hid her from him, but her whispered "rip it!" sent him over the edge and with a tearing sound, the lace fluttered to the floor.
Bella cried out as he thrust forward, burying himself deep inside her body. Edward's groan echoed hers as he felt her warmth surround him, welcoming him home. With a muttered growl he began to thrust.
"Edward! Oh God, please, feels so good, don't stop!" Bella chanted and pleaded as he thrust harder. The sensations building in her were overwhelming as she dug her nails into his back. The feel of the shelves behind her, cutting into her back, didn't even register as she clutched him tighter and moved faster - bringing him closer and deeper.
"Bella, that's it love, just like that," Edward panted, on the edge of insanity as he pounded into her. The outside world had narrowed to him and her, and each plunge he made into her body. He felt her tighten against him as her nails dug into his lower back and he growled at the sensation. "Come for me Bella, now!"
At his command, she shrieked his name as she flew over the edge, her body convulsing against his in wave after wave of ecstasy. Feeling her release, Edward groaned and emptied himself inside her, reveling in the way she clutched him tighter as he lost himself in the wonder of her body, her moans, the way she felt against him as she went up in flames.
Finally, moments, maybe hours later, they both came back to themselves. Edward rested his head against her forehead, panting as he tried to bring his breathing under control. Their bodies were still joined, her back still pressed against the bookshelf. Bella felt a wonderful contentment that she realized she'd been missing since Sunday. But as she came back to herself, she registered their position, not to mention the fact that the shelf digging into her back was becoming more painful.
Almost as if he sensed her thoughts, Edward pulled back and slipped out of her. Pulling her gently forward he cradled her body against his - running his hands over her back soothing the imprinted marks he could feel from the shelves. "Sorry baby, I got a bit rough," he whispered as she pressed a kiss against his shoulder.
"I don't mind … you just fulfilled yet another fantasy I've had for a while," she offered as she felt him chuckle against her.
"It's a fantasy we obviously shared," he returned, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss against her lips.
With a sigh, she pulled back, reaching down for her jeans. She laughed as she noticed the ripped blue lace hanging off the edge of a book on the shelf to her left. The fact that the book was The Joy of Sex only made her laugh harder.
"Sorry about that, I couldn't wait," Edward offered apologetically as he reached for the lace, grinning at her as he slipped it into his pocket. "But I think I'll keep this."
Bella blushed as she pulled up her jeans, glad she only had another hour to work. She could handle going commando until then. Although the thought of Edward having her panties in his pocket all evening, the scent of her strong on them, and what he could be doing with them…
"As much as I'd love to take you again, I really do have to get to work," he whispered regretfully as he straightened and zipped up his pants. When they both were presentable, he pulled her back into his arms, simply breathing in her scent as she held onto him tightly.
"I'm glad you decided to drop in, I've really missed you," she whispered against his neck, holding tightly onto him.
"Me too," he whispered, holding on and wishing he never had to let go.
Bella sighed, realizing they both had to get back to reality, but glad they'd stolen these few moments. Pulling back, she offered him a soft smile. "So, you're off call tomorrow night, right?"
"Eleven p-m," he whispered into her ear, brushing her hair away from her neck so he could nuzzle it. "I take it you'll be at the station?'
Bella nodded. "My usual shift, am I to take it that you'll be paying me a visit?" She hoped he would, her mind already imagining what could happen.
"Nothing could keep me away," he whispered. "Besides, maybe it's time you brought someone else into your show - a little male perspective perhaps?"
Bella grinned, his words conjuring up a whole new set of possibilities for tomorrow's show. "I think that could be arranged, and it might be fun," she returned with a smile, leaning up to plant a kiss against his collarbone.
"Good, then it's a date?" At her nod, he pulled her into one more heated kiss pouring all his emotions into it, knowing it would have to last until tomorrow night. When they finally pulled apart for breath, he reluctantly let her go. At the same moment, they heard the bell over the front door open and several teenagers walked in.
Bella sighed and pulled him with her towards the front counter. When they reached it, she leaned up to give him one more kiss, uncaring of who might see.
Edward grinned when he finally pulled back, dragging himself away. He didn't want to leave but he had to. Giving her one more quick kiss he turned and headed for the door. Before he reached it, he turned back and grinned. "So, call you later tonight?"
Bella laughed. "I'm counting on it." She waved as he blew her a kiss before he turned and left. She watched until he was out of sight, her body still thrumming from their encounter. As she saw a teenager approaching the counter, she forced her carnal thoughts to the back of her mind. She'd be hearing from him in a few hours, and she had a show to plan for tomorrow night - one that Edward wanted to participate in. The possibilities suddenly seemed endless. She couldn't keep the grin off her face for the rest of the night.
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