The ringing sound was horrible! I wanted to punch my phone, not pick it up. But when I saw the caller ID, I couldn't help but to start to sweat „Alice? Is something wrong?"
„Oh, I didn't wake you up, did I?" so she didn't know. That was promising.
„You did, but I'm up now. So, what's going on?" I asked her, my voice still sleepy.
„Dinner, our place, tonight at six pm. Edward came home early! I have to call Rosalie as well. You can bring James too." She sounded happy, first time in months.
„Um, James and I broke up – he went back to California. It was never going to work out." Because of various reasons.
Alice seemed oddly alright with it, as everyone was, and the conversation didn't last long.
I first went to the bathroom, to clean my face off of yesterdays make up. I usually didn't leave it for the night, but I didn't feel like it yesterday. My make-up smeared face didn't kill the butterflies in my stomach. What killed them, was Alice. Was this what Edward thought of, when he said that he would let the guilt kill us? I should stop being jumpy because he won't say anything.
Carlisle and I sat in his car, an hour later, after the talk . I know it was bad that he had been drinking and driving, but he really didn't drink that much, only a glass of whiskey. I was the one who was drinking – but I didn't feel it. It must've been all the drama that made me sober as a judge.
„The evening didn't turn out as I had expected." I said as he parked at the back of my building.
„I'm -" he started.
„Don't." I smiled „It was lovely, instead of the Edward thing. But the dinner really was nice, and I enjoyed spending time with you." I said as I slowly leaned in for a kiss, and he leaned in to me, as well.
A surprising number of people knew about mine and Carlisle's relationship. It felt like this big secret that everyone knew of, but didn't speak it out loud. Like ... Voldemort or some shit like that.
It was actually late, it was two in the afternoon. I only had four hours to get ready – and I didn't even have breakfast! I jumped out of the bed and went to the kitchen to catch something.
As our lips almost touched, he asked me again „Do you really love me?"
When he first asked me, I just stated to laugh, took another drink of whiskey and changed the topic. I was scar ed to admit it myself, let alone to the person of interest.
But the moment was so sweet and intimate, I just closed my eyes and let everything go „I think I do love you. I think I have loved you for some time now, but I'm so scared right now."
„Bella, I have loved you since the moment you showed that you cared about us."
I didn't even think twice that he would say it back. I closed the gap between the two of us and let myself feel, what I wanted to feel for so long.
After I ate some waffles, I had decided to call Roslalie and tell her everything. I needed someone on my side, and I needed someone with whom to share the crazy with.
„Holy. Shit ... Damn, Bella! I need a minute." She said in a distressed voice full of wonderment.
„Yes. How do you think I feel? And, we have an amaaaaaazing dinner ahead of us. Alice and Jazz are the only ones in the dark, so beating around the bush will be so much fun." I kept talking in a low voice, trying not to wake Charlie.
The kiss slowly turned more urgent and urgent as the need for one another turned into something more. He unbuckled my seatbelt and as soon as I was free, I sat on his lap and grabbed him by his hair as he clawed at my back. We couldn't get closer to one another.
„Come upstairs." I mumbled against his skin as fast as I could. When he didn't answer me, I turned to begging „Please, come upstairs."
Thank god Rosalie picked me up.
What surprised me, was that we were missing her better half „Where's Emmett?" I asked as I sat in the front seat.
„Oh, he thought that dinner at the Cullen household could get too much tonight. He loves you liked his sister, but knowing him, he would be giggling and making jokes about the situation we were in, so we both thought that it would be best if he skipped this one." She explained.
„Alright. But what are we telling them?" I asked her, and checked her out at the same time. Rosalie dressed more sexy than I dared, this time. Under her opnened white coat, she was wearing a light pink skater dress, with gold coloured ankle boots „Nice outfit by the way."
„Thank you. You probably look hot as well, under that coat." She pointed her finger towards me „We're telling them that Emmett has a thing with his parents and he couldn't make it on the short notice. "
We were quiet the whole ride there. And, when we drove up the driveway Carlisle came out to greet us. I know that he was panicking about the whole thing, he wanted to have people who actually supported us. Me ... And, Rosalie with Emmett most of the time.
„Hi, Mr. Cullen. How's it going?" Rosalie asked him as we went up the stairs.
I think he smiled a little, it was had to tell „We're ... doing alright, I think."
When I came, Carlisle kissed my cheek in a greeting „Hey gorgeous."
„I ... can't." He said strained, his face against mine.
„What?!" I said heartbroken „You don't want me?" What was happening again?
„Are you crazy, gorgeous?" He kissed my shoulder „I think I'm barely holding myself right now. But I'm horrified that you might regret this because you're scared."
„What is for dinner Carlisle?" I asked him as he let us in.
„Awkwardness served cold." He joked.
„Ice-cream?" Rosalie asked and we laughed, as we entered the dinner room. It smelled mouth watering here. I knew by the smell that it wasn't swordfish this time.
„What's so funny?" Alice asked us serious as we still giggled.
„Nothing, oh, you look so pretty Alice, is that a new dress?" Rosalie took over.
„Thank you, but it's not." Alice huffed in her little, black bodycon dress „This is actually still from high-school."
„And you still fit inside it? Jealous!" Rosalie was brilliant. I just hope that she can keep it up for this dinner that was going to be a train wreck.
When dinner actually started, only Rosalie and Alice were talking. Edward was glaring at Carlisle his other half was glaring at me. Jasper was just sulking and drinking. God, he looked so miserable.
The seating was probably done by Edward or Jessica because it really sucked. Carlisle was seated at the head of the table, on the right side was Alice, Edward and Jessica. And, on the left side Rosalie, Jasper and me. I know that it was meant as a 'fuck off, Bella' from them because I was seated as far as the table let it. Well, fuck them too – this relationship was too important to me, and I've waited too long for this to work. I didn't want to play their petty game, so I didn't play it. Carlisle and I could talk later, between four eyes.
So instead I talked to Jasper, as Rosalie talked to Alice and Carlisle, leaving Edward and Jessica to themselves.
„Hey, Jasper do you want dinner with whiskey?" I asked trying to joke with him.
Instead he smiled a sad smile and put the glass down, slowly he turned to me „Am I that obvious?" he really did look beat down.
„You didn't need to come." I said slowly „You're obviously going through something." Even a year later, they still had problems. Problems that have manifested into bigger problems.
I talked with him for the whole dinnertime. I wanted to get to the bottom of their problems because Alice was keeping shut. But when he whispered towards „I think I actually hate her. But, she has me by her little fucking pinkie." I was left taken back a little.
„What happened?" I whispered back.
„She said she's pregnant, Bella. But I haven't touched her in the last month." He kept whispering, and took his glass of alcohol and finished it. I wanted to talk to him. But, I didn't want to know that much of their private, very much fucked up life.
„Is she?" she didn't mention that to me. But when I had asked her why she was with him, she did say that she loved him, but that was so fucked up of her.
„We'll see it in nine months." It was very possible that Alice was lying about it. And, if she wasn't, then it wasn't Jasper's kid ... Either way, in nine months, they were done.
After dinner, Rosalie decided to stay with Alice, because she had drunk three glasses of red wine and forgotten that she was driving. That sneaky vixen. She knew that Carlsile would have to drive me. And, what a coincidence, Carlisle was headed for his night shift.
I thought that Edward would puke as he ran up the stairs with Jessica.
When Carlisle parked his car, I put my palm against his cheek „Please, come up. We don't need to do anything, Carlisle." I said „I hate to beg."
„You don't need to beg, Bella." He kissed my palm and we headed up.
When we came up, Charlie wasn't home, so he still must have been out in the station. Thank god for that. When Carlisle came back in my room he mumbled „Your room hasn't changed." He grabbed my hand „You have though. You've become such a woman, Bella. I really do love you."
I couldn't help but to slip against his chest and let him hold me.
Did last year even happen?
We were sleeping in my bed, for I don't know how long.
I was wearing my under panties and Carlisle too was only in his underwear. We did talk for a long time, but then we just snuggled against each other and enjoyed the silenced.
That was until I wanted to pee.
I pulled his black t-shirt over my head, and went to the bathroom. Even though I knew that Charlie was back home, sleeping, I felt like he would have this sixth sense about me walking around my undies with my breasts out.
When I came back, and basically flopped back next to Carlisle, pushing my back against his chest, he murmured „Why the fuck are you wearing a shirt?" as his arm was snaking around my body, to my breasts.
I smiled a little in the pillow „I went to the bathroom. I didn't want to be cough with my breasts bouncing around."
„Hm ... But that only makes this so much fun." He yanked my shirt almost violently up, to my face, and started to massage my breasts. Just as his fingers clenched around my nipples I felt my clit tightening as my cunt got wetter.
I moaned rather loudly and he tsk'ed me „You didn't want to get coughed ... Remember." His whisper, and the tremor of his voice in my ear, only made me hornier. How was I going to keep quiet?
I didn't linger on that thought as his other hand slipped in my panties. His fingers on his big hand started to massage my clit, making me his, finally. I was breathing in shallow breaths, trying not to make a noise, at which I was failing a little. I was just hoping no one would catch us.
To be honest, I stopped caring as I was nearing my orgasm.
„Shh, baby. If you make a noise, I'll have to stop." He slowed his fingers on my clit. God, it was so dirty when he was like this. I still couldn't get over it – actually how hot this was „You don't want to stop, do you?"
„No." I panted „I don't, Mr. Cullen." I added the seemingly innocent and normal word that actually got both of us off.
„Good girl." He said as his fingers started the furious pace back again on my clit. I felt my eye's rolling in the back of my head, as I came. I would have screamed, from the intensity of it, but I rather bit the pillow than let Charlie find us.
I was spasming around, still against his chest and his fingers still on my clit as I came down slowly. I then had an idea.
I slowly wiggled out from his body and turned around, facing him I said „Now, let me make you feel good." I pushed his boxers down and, as I expected because I felt him, he was rock hard.
I took him in my mouth so fast, he didn't have any time to respond. I went as deep as I could and came back. I heard him moan my name and I wanted to stop just to tell him that I loved him.
But I was enjoying giving my boyfriend a blow job.
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