A/N: Thanks for all the wonderful reviews, yet again. I think I have the best readers out there, but I am biased! LOL
Lovebuggkiss – my in laws are the devil incarnate. Unfortunately for me, I fell for my husband pretty bad before I met them
I've already started the next chapter and expect it to also be posted tonight. On a side note, the stories will be slowing down for the next three weeks or so because I am moving back to Canada on the 26th. Don't worry, I don't plan to abandon them at all, in fact, they are my stress reliever as I go through this crap, but I just may not get them updated as quickly as possible. I'm sure you will all be patient regardless
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I don't own twilight, but I do own a lot of shit I need to pack up or sell before I leave Vegas. Anyone need furniture in the Vegas area?? LOL
BPOV
I wasn't surprised when I woke up naked in the bed in my room, or actually in Edward's room. After we had enjoyed our hot chocolate on the blanket in front of the fire, we ended up heading up to bed, where we enjoyed a second round of love making that was almost as exquisite as the first. This time it was more primal and animalistic. Neither of us was nervous or had any reservations about what we were doing, and just like dinner the night before, it felt like we had been together for ages. I rolled over and shoved my palms down over my eyes to rub the sleep from them. I wanted to watch Edward while he slept, but I was beaten to the punch.
"Morning sexy," he whispered sweetly as he leaned forward and his lips gently grazed mine. It was so soft, it barely qualified as a kiss, but it was heavenly.
"How long have you been awake?" I asked curiously as I let out a huge yawn and stretched my arms over my head.
"Not long. I've actually just been laying here trying to think of something we can do today," he replied genuinely as he pulled my nude body closer to his.
"Another date huh?" I asked as I raised my eye brow at Edward curiously. He simply nodded his head and smiled down at me. I returned the smile eagerly at the mere mention of another date with him and from the look on his face, he appeared just as excited. "Any ideas?"
"Well, there's skiing and snowboarding nearby. Do you like to ski?" I let out a long laugh and a snort. If Alice was here, she would no doubt be rolling on the floor, laughing her ass off.
"Do I like to ski?" I laughed again as the words came from my mouth this time. "No. I generally have issues with any surface that is not flat. Adding skis and a large hill is definitely an accident in the making, and by accident, I mean trip to the emergency room." Edward looked at me a bit incredulously and smiled wide.
"Okay, we definitely don't need any broken bones," he replied as his fingers move slowly down my arm, causing me to shiver slightly. "So, we need to do something on solid ground. What about ice skating?"
"That's definitely better than skiing, but still a possible hazard. It's a consideration though. What else did you have in mind?"
"Bella, we're kinda limited if you don't want to ski or snowboard. I'm guessing cross country skiing or snowmobiling is out too?" he asked a little frustrated.
"Okay, ice skating it is, but just remember you've been forewarned about my balance issues," I replied as I leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. "What do you want for breakfast?" I jumped from the bed and tossed on my favorite yoga pants and a tank top. Edward just stayed in bed and looked at me intensely. "If you don't answer, you don't get anything."
I started to walk down the stairs when I suddenly heard him shout out 'waffles'. I smiled brightly and continued on into the kitchen, where I immediately fixed a pot of coffee and stared at the clock. It was eight in the morning. Why did I have to wake up so damned early when I was technically on vacation? As I whipped together the batter, Edward wandered into the kitchen and helped by grabbing the waffle maker from one of the upper cabinets, before helping himself to some coffee. I plugged in the waffle maker and waited impatiently for the green light to go on, signaling that I could pour the batter.
"Before we leave, I think we should talk more about my… issues," I said anxiously as I handed Edward the cream from the fridge. He simply smiled at me and nodded his head. "How about during breakfast?"
"Sounds fine to me. I actually have some questions I want to ask about everything," said Edward with a grin as he sat down at the table and fiddled with his iPhone. He muttered a few things under his breath, but it was nothing I was able to decipher, so I ignored it and continued to work on the waffles. It seemed like only moments later when we were casually seated across from each other at the table, enjoying our breakfast. "Are you gonna start or do I get to just ask questions?"
"Why don't you just ask me some questions? I forget where I left off anyways," I replied with an anxious sigh as Edward took a bite of his waffle and immediately started.
"You mentioned before that when you looked back on everything that all the signs were there that he was cheating… what were the signs?"
"Where do I start? A few months ago most of Jacob's friends started to act weird around me, very secretive, which was unusual for them because they were usually very open. Of course, I later found out from Leah that everyone knew he was cheating because he brought her to meet his dad one day and introduced her as simply a 'friend.'" Edward nodded and waited for me to continue as he moaned in delight over his blueberry waffles. "He never let me do his laundry, but one day when I did, I found condoms in his back pocket and I've been on the pill for ages. I found that shit just before I went on my business trip."
Edward was listening very intently and I was glad he wasn't judging the fact that I had missed the signs earlier. "He also became a little more possessive late in the relationship, and kept asking if I was seeing other people. When I had business meetings with men, he assumed I was cheating on him, rather than simply doing my job. I feel like an idiot now for it all. Life could have been so much simpler." I let out a long sigh and noticed Edward was frowning.
"Jacob's loss is my gain. I'm not sorry you were oblivious to his cheating, because if everything hadn't played out the way it did, who knows when, or if, I would have met you," Edward remarked casually as he sipped his coffee. Who says sweet stuff like that as just an off the cuff remark? "Do you still think you're afraid to be alone?"
Hmm… that was a tough question and I contemplated it seriously before I looked up from my plate to answer him honestly. "I'm not sure. I don't want it to be this way though. I consider myself fairly independent, but I can't really see myself being happy in the long run. Perhaps I just love self pity?"
Edward laughed at me lightly and smiled. "I wish you could see yourself the way I see you."
"Oh and how do you see me Edward?" I inquired as he stretched his arm out and took my hand in his.
"You're stronger than you realize Bella. You are also more self confident than you give yourself credit for. A shy timid girl, like you claim to be, would never have gotten into that hot tub naked last night. She also never would have dreamed of even considering some of the naughty things you did to me. You think you revel in self pity, but I think you just envy those around you and think you'll never be as happy." Edward let out a long breath and then stood from the table, grasping his plate in his hand, and headed towards the kitchen. I felt a little overwhelmed at his words, and wasn't sure if they were an accurate depiction of me or not. It was just something else I would need to consider if and when I got any privacy within the next eight days.
I didn't reply to his assessment, instead deciding to simply finish my breakfast and hand him the plate to clean up. Edward however, wasn't finished with his questions. "So, was the sex better with me or Jacob?" I snorted loudly at his question as the laughter poured from me easily. "It was a serious question Bella."
"No it wasn't, and you should know the answer already. I told you that Jacob wasn't exactly the best when it came to sex, and you… well you were just… perfect. I wasn't lying when I said I didn't know it could be this good. Past experience didn't exactly lead me to believe sex was something that could be so… um … liberating."
"Interesting term… liberating. Do you suddenly feel free now that we have made love?" he asked quizzically as I gazed up at him for a moment. I preferred that he didn't use the term sex to describe what had happened between us, because to me it was so much more.
"I just feel different. I'm not sure if free would be the best word to describe it though. I just feel very uninhibited around you, which is very new to me. I'd tell you to ask Alice, but so many questions would come from talking to her, I think we should just leave it at that." Edward just grinned at me and finished loading the dishes into the dishwasher.
"Let's go get ready for skating," he said happily as he left the kitchen and started up the stairs.
"You don't have any more questions?" I called out to him from the bottom of the stairs.
"Of course I do Bella, but let's just go one step at a time."
After my shower, I stood in the room and glared down at my luggage, wondering what the hell one deemed appropriate to wear ice skating. I hadn't been skating since I was ten and I was certain this was going to end badly. Perhaps there was a suit made of bubble pack somewhere in the cabin to keep me from getting injured. Not bloody likely, I thought to myself as I pulled out a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and slipped them on easily. I found my favorite hooded sweater draped over a chair in the corner and put it on, pulling the zipper up to the middle of my chest. My hair was already pulled back in a ponytail, and when I glanced in the mirror, I looked presentable at best.
I headed down to the living room to wait for Edward, but discovered he was already sitting on the couch waiting for me. He stood up and grabbed our coats from the closet, helping me put mine on with a big smile. As I reached behind my back and pulled the hood of my sweater up over the collar of my coat, Edward leaned in for a gentle kiss. "I promise you won't need to go to the emergency room."
We drove in comfortable silence for twenty minutes until we reached the Jackson Hole Ski Resort, which was home to the Crystal Springs Pond, which had been converted into an ice rink. It was actually picturesque, the kind of thing you would find on a postcard from Jackson Hole, I thought to myself as Edward helped me from the car and we walked towards the booth where we could rent skates.
"Seven," I replied casually to the clerk when she asked my size. She had been moving her eyes between Edward and me as she served us, no doubt wondering what a god like Edward was doing with me.
"Eleven," he said with a sigh as he pulled me closer, no doubt noticing her obvious interest in us. She didn't flirt with him though, which was what I had expected from the young blonde whose name tag read 'Charlotte'. I glanced down at her hand and saw a wedding band and immediately knew she had married too young. She couldn't have been more than twenty one. She was one person I was not envious of.
"Enjoy your time," she said politely as I grabbed Edward's hand in mine and we stepped towards a nearby bench to lace up our skates. Edward seemed pretty confident in his abilities as we tentatively made our way towards the rink. It wasn't as hard to walk towards the rink thanks to the inch or two of snow on the ground.
"When was the last time you skated?" asked Edward curiously as he stepped onto the ice and I held onto the boards for support.
"I dunno… ten or twelve years ago," I said with a sigh as I put one skate onto the ice and immediately slipped a bit. Edward reached out and grabbed my hands, holding them firmly in his and started to skate backwards on the ice, guiding me along in front of him, as I was bent forward like Quasimodo. He was an excellent teacher and we spent the first half hour with him showing me the ropes, which I appreciated to no end. I determined that I would need to find a way to show him my appreciation later in the day.
EPOV
Bella was definitely no Kristy Yamaguchi on the ice, but she listened as I spoke, and before she knew it, she was skating without my help around the rink. She looked as tentative as some of the smaller kids who were pushing themselves along with the help of a chair, but she was trying, and it was very appealing to me to see her step out of her element.
When my feet started to hurt from the skates, we decided to go and grab something quick to eat for dinner before heading home. At the base of the ski resort was a restaurant called the 'Mangy Moose' and after laughing at the name, Bella and I decided it was our best option and went in for some dinner. It was very much a family style restaurant and the atmosphere was extremely relaxed, which I appreciated. "Everything looks so good, I have no idea what I want," said Bella casually after she had already perused the menu for five minutes straight. We each ordered a beer and some appetizers as she stressed over her decision.
"Well, I'm having the wild grilled salmon with rice and roasted vegetables. We can share if you want," I suggested casually as she smiled happily at me.
"I was thinking about the rustic chicken pie, but the baked four cheese pasta looks so good."
"We can always come back another time Bella. Just pick one and next time you can have the other one," I said with a grin as she nodded her head. The waiter was over to our table a few minutes later and Bella ordered the chicken pie with a big grin on her face. "See, that wasn't so hard, was it?"
"Don't mock my decision making abilities Edward," she said with a fake frown on her face. "So, what do you want to do tonight? Movie, hot tub, a game of bridge perhaps?"
"We're not eighty Bella," I replied with a seductive grin as I laughed at her card playing suggestion. I had thoughts about what I wanted to do with her, but I wasn't going to share them over a beer in a crowded restaurant. I felt her foot slip up between my legs, rubbing my thigh slightly and I let out a small gasp. "I think we should play 'would you rather?' again tonight. I have a ton of questions to ask."
"Didn't you ask me enough questions earlier today?" she asked with a raised eye brow. I shook my head in disagreement.
"Those were about your previous relationship. I have different questions in mind for tonight," I declared as I licked my lips and suddenly felt her foot against my thigh again. "All your inhibitions are gone again Bella?"
I watched in excitement as she nodded her head at me slowly. "They're always gone when you're around Edward," she said sexily as she slid down in her bench a bit, and I found her foot rubbing my cock now.
"Okay, stop it before I have to take you to the car and have my way with you." She was such a tease, and she reveled in it. I was glad that I was the only one who got this type of reaction from her, but I also knew if she didn't hold back, we were both in trouble. The rest of our dinner went by incident free, for which I was thankful. I ordered us some cheesecake for dessert, but when I requested it to go, Bella immediately smiled. We drove in silence back to the cabin until I felt Bella's hand slip from mine and move to my jean covered hardness.
"So, these questions you want to ask tonight, what are they about?" I think she already knew the answer, but I played along with her as my hand covered hers and helped her rub gently on my cock.
"They are about things, like what you are doing right now?" I kept my eyes on the road, but peeked over for a moment and saw her blush. When we finally got back to the cabin, my first thought was to go upstairs and have an ice cold shower before things got way out of hand. Unfortunately for me, they were out of hand before I even locked the door behind me. I was about to start climbing the stairs to my room when I felt Bella's fingers slip into one of my belt loops and pull me down onto the stairs. I sat down for a moment and looked up at her; she was standing in front of me looking at me with a hunger in her eyes that I hadn't seen before. Before I had a chance to refuse, she was undoing my jeans and releasing my cock, stroking it with her hand.
"What the fuck?" I moaned out in confusion as Bella's mouth slid down on my hardness and I leaned back against the stairs to balance myself. I already knew she had a talented mouth, but after teasing me all day, I was disappointed in myself because I knew I wouldn't last long. She cupped my balls and massaged them firmly as her teeth grazed the underside of my length and her tongue expertly wrapped around me as she sucked furiously. I leaned back onto my elbows and then looked down, getting a beautiful view of her sweet pink lips wrapped around me. It only took me a few more minutes before I was ready to burst and Bella sensed it, and tightened her grip on me before I groaned out her name and came in her mouth, my cock buried deep in her throat.
Once she had licked every inch of me again and finally released her grip, she looked at me with a smug expression on her face. She was very pleased with herself, and I had to laugh at her. "That was unexpected," I said with a happy sigh as she stood from her knees and helped put my cock back inside my jeans.
"Consider that a thank you for helping teach me how to skate again," she replied with a laugh as she walked up the stairs, leaving me sitting breathlessly on the step, aching for her.
It was only about half an hour later that I found her down in the kitchen, in her tight yoga pants and 'Kings of Leon' t-shirt. I winked at her and watched as she made herself a cup of hot chocolate. "Want some?" she asked seductively.
"Do you mean you or the drink?" I walked up beside her and wrapped my arms around her waist, awaiting her response.
"Either or, but I thought we'd start with the drink." I nodded my head and hopped onto the counter to watch her make my drink. She was so domestic sometimes that it was a real turn on for me. I often had visions of coming home to her, clad only in an apron, making me dinner. Of course, I would always bend her over the counter and fuck her, but that was beside the point. I liked watching her move around the kitchen like she owned it. "When do you want to play the game?"
"Umm… right now?" I asked anxiously, already feeling myself straining against my boxer shorts. Bella handed me my drink and we walked into the living room and sat comfortably on the couch, facing each other. "I want to go first." Bella simply nodded and waited patiently for my first question.
"Would you rather have sex in an elevator or outside under the stars?" Bella's eyes lit up in curiosity as she thought for a moment.
"They both sound very appealing, because I am assuming you would be my partner, but I would say under the stars. It's more romantic." I nodded my head in agreement as she asked the next question.
"Would you rather see me in a French maid's uniform or a sexy nurse?" I coughed up hot chocolate for a moment as I let both potential images flood my mind. I them wanted both. Badly.
"Based on my newfound love of all things domestic, I would say the maid's uniform. Would you rather I licked your neck or your earlobe?" Bella didn't say anything this time, instead deciding to show me by pointing to her neck sweetly. I put my drink onto the coffee table and immediately leaned forward to lick her neck, sucking the skin gently before pulling away.
"Would you rather have sex on the stairs or in your parent's bed?" she asked with a nervous laugh. She already knew the thought of sex in my parent's bed was not appealing to me. I began to think that perhaps she just wanted me to ask all the questions.
"The stairs. I will never, ever be able to forget the blow job on the stairs from an hour ago. Fuck that was hot. Bella… would you rather ask me questions or have me ask all the questions?" I whispered seductively into her ear as my hand ran the length of her arm.
"You ask," she replied breathlessly as I kissed her neck again.
"Bella, would you rather I kissed your lips or your breasts?" I asked as she moved her hand up to her breasts. Good answer, I thought to myself as I grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head, revealing a sexy lace bra. I licked the top of each breast before asking my next question. "Would you rather I kissed your stomach or your nipples?" Bella didn't answer again, instead opting to unclasp her bra, which I determined meant that she wanted more attention to her nipples. I bent forward and kissed each hard nub gently before I ran my tongue all around them, massaging them with my hands. I watched in excitement as Bella threw her head back and moaned loudly from my touch.
"Would you rather do this here or upstairs on your bed?" I asked again as Bella hopped from the couch and grabbed my hand, practically pulling me up the stairs with her. I loved how eager she was to move forward with me, and I prayed that I would not disappoint. Right now, I had no idea what I would do if this girl left me.