Happy Easter y'all... hope you're having a blast.
Huge thanks to my beta xMissCullenx who gave me her time, her mind and her patience with this chapter. Lemons are meant to make lemonade... to me they were just bitter, sour and awkward.. well until she told me to put myself in the situation... and well, you'll see *giggles*
Hugs, love and kudos to FiveFootZeroO who gave me the prompt for the lemon... I hope it's how you pictured it, Sweet...
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters, Stephenie Meyer does, I, however, don't cockblock half as much *punches air*
APOV
"Alice, be mine?"
Say what now?
"Alice…?"
"Did you… just say… what I thought you said?"
"It depends what you thought I said, I guess," he laughed, though the chuckle was a nervous one.
"If the question was will I be yours the answer would be this…" I said straddling his lap and attacking his lips with my own. He pushed me back a little, only to put the ice cream carton on the floor, then pulled me back towards him, his lips finding mine like a thirsty man to a lake in the middle of the desert.
"I'm taking that as a yes?" He replied once our frenzied kisses died down to simple butterfly kisses against collarbones, cheeks and noses.
"Umm hmm."
"So that means I can do this when I want to?" He said running his nose up the column of my neck and stopping just below my ear, pulling the lobe in between his teeth tugging slightly at the skin.
I groaned, like the kind you see in a movie and laugh your ass off at it because it never happens in real life like that. Well I take it all back, because that really does happen. You just need the guy that sets your body on fire to make it a reality. He continued to nibble on my earlobe as I wriggled in his lap; he was driving me fucking insane with the kisses, teasing and his general all round hotness. Boy needed to realise what he was doing to me or I wasn't going to play fair. A girl can be a tease as much as a guy can, right?
"Or this?"
As his hands found the underside of my ass and started to knead the firm flesh, I was near losing all the control I had, he needed to stop or let go completely, none of this in between 'I'm not sure if you want to take this further,' shit.
"Baby…" I moaned.
"Yes, Darlin'," He drawled.
"You're driving me crazy here." I said, writhing against his body, his accent had completely thrown me over the edge and I wanted more.
I could feel the reaction I was having on him as his pants strained against the ever growing bulge. Just to get my own back I started to move against him, eliciting a moan of his own. He hitched my body up closer to his torso and my hands found the hem of his shirt. My fingers lazily roamed over the skin of his stomach, my nails pressing into his abs. He took a deep breath between his teeth as his hands made their way up the back of my shirt.
Bingo. Come to mama.
"You two best be decent." A voice yelled from the lobby.
"Fucking cockblocker." Jas mumbled under his breath as he pulled back straightening his shirt and ran his hand through his hair.
"Alice!" Rosalie said excitedly, raising an eyebrow as I desperately tried to straighten my own clothes out. "Everyone loved the dress. So many people were asking about this new label, your friend is going to be getting so much work! Make sure I get first refusal, won't you?"
"Erm, yeah, of course." I answered as I felt the color drain from my face.
"Alice? Are you ok? You look a little pale."
"Fine, I'm fine, would you mind if I go get a glass of water?"
The air had become far too thick and my throat felt like it was closing up around me, I needed to collect myself. Did she really say that everyone liked the dress? The one I'd made? This was becoming too surreal.
"Come on, let's get you some water." Jas said leading me to the kitchen.
I took a death grip to the work surface and glugged down the glass of water he'd precariously put into my hand.
"Isn't this what you wanted, Sugar. This could be the one thing it takes to make your business a big thing."
"But she thinks it's someone else. She doesn't know it's me. What if she changes her mind or thinks I've been lying to her. She'll think I'm unprofessional. Jas, what am I going to do?"
"What are you going to do about what? Alice, are you ok?" Rosalie asked quietly as she walked into the kitchen. "Did I do something wrong?"
"Oh no, Rosalie, not at all. It's me that's screwed up. I'm sorry for not telling you the truth. The dress, it was me…"
"It was you?"
"She made it for you." Jas finished the sentence. "She didn't tell you before because she didn't want you to feel that you had to wear it." He said wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pulling me into him.
"You made it? Alice! Why didn't you tell me? It's amazing and would have been screaming from the rooftops that it was you, if I'd known! Why hide behind a company name?"
"Because I made it on the off chance, I didn't expect you to like it let alone actually wear it."
"Alice, honey, we need to work on your confidence." She said pulling me free from Jas' embrace and into her own. "You're so talented. This is what you were born to do. Let me help you if I can."
The doorbell rang breaking the conversation as Rosalie turned to answer the door. Jas ran his hand up my back and told me that I didn't have to do anything I didn't want to. He, like me, wanted to make something of himself, we didn't want to have to rely on others, but she didn't know that.
"Bella, this is the girl I've been telling you about, my stylist and friend, though turns out Jas'…" She said looking at us for a definition.
"Girlfriend." He replied with a smirk.
She continued with a smile, "Jas' girlfriend is the one that made the dress too. She's just starting a company up. Alice, meet…"
"Bella Swan…" I finished.
Holy fucking shit.
Bella Swan, as in Oscar nominated Bella Swan, in front of me.
"Pleasure to meet you." She said holding out her hand. "I've heard a lot about you. Rosalie says I need to get you on board. Do you have a card?"
"Sorry," I said shaking myself out of the celebrity induced haze, "Pleased to meet you, I'm Alice Cullen." I replied shaking her tiny hand in my own. "And that would be amazing. I sure do, in my purse, I'll be sure to leave one for you."
She wants me to work with her. Oh hey fashion gods in the sky; I love you right now.
"Cullen?" She answered; the smile got bigger making her eyes light up. "I know an Edward Cullen. He's doing some legal work for me at the minute."
"At Volturi, Cullen and Co.? Ah, that would be my brother." I giggled, realising that this was probably the girl he was fawning over. Talk about aiming big, bro, never one to make things easy for yourself.
"Well, send him my regards won't you?" She said with a blush.
I nodded trying to keep the giggles inside.
*****
Jas, being the perfect gentleman walked me home, right up to the door, leaving a lingering kiss on my lips as I tried to unlock the door. The laughter coming from the den told me that mom and dad were here and I was a little sad that I'd not had the chance to spend time with them, too. Promising me he'd text once he got home I closed the door behind me and made my way to see my family.
We sat down in the den with a glass of wine as mom went into great detail about how she'd spent time with Mrs Hale, and dad told me about how he and Edward had gone to see hockey game. Why did they always do that when I wasn't around? I loved hockey, yet it was always something they did together when dad was in town. Ed promised to take me later in the week if I wanted to go, which I agreed to, he even teased saying that he'd get an extra ticket for Jas. Of course that led me to tease back.
"Well if you're dishing out extra tickets, you may want to get two extras..."
"And that would be because?"
"One for Jas and one for my new client, she says to send you her regards, too, by the way..."
"Alice? You're talking in riddles."
"You're doing some work for my new client. She said to send you her regards..." I said walking out of the door, stopping to look back over my shoulder to catch his reaction when I mentioned her name, "Bella Swan."
His jaw dropped and his cheeks grew red. Seems I was right, this was the girl he was fawning over. Little did he know that she'd blushed at his name too, maybe I could play matchmaker or something. Oh who was I kidding? I was just grateful that I'd managed to get some more work, anything past that would be a bonus. His feet quickly followed me to the kitchen where I got the third degree about what she'd said, where he did his usual examination of every word, facial expression and breath; that I'd had to describe in minute detail.
Boy's a freak.
Once he was satisfied that I'd told him every detail, he smiled, tugged on his hair a little and gave me a hug, saying he was calling it a night. He had a spring in his step as he left the room and I was over the freaking moon that I'd managed to be the one to help put the smile back on his face.
Mom and dad called it a night soon after, saying they'd like to spend the next day with me, even saying I was to invite Jas for lunch so they could meet the guy that had stars in my eyes before they headed home. I didn't accept or decline, I'd have to ask and I didn't want to presume Jas' just be happy to come. They understood, of course, making the whole idea a little less daunting. After all, what guy wants to meet the parents of his new girlfriend? Especially as hadn't been together long and it was too soon, I knew that, but with my parents not living close I had to ask regardless. Pulling my cell from my pocket I thought I'd send him a quick message to ask if he'd come for lunch. As promised a message from him was waiting for me.
I'm home, Darlin'. Miss you already. Tomorrow? J x
Deciding that this wasn't the kind of conversation to have by text I hit the call button, within three rings he answered, sounding a little distant, his voice thick with sleep. Crap. I should have checked how long ago he'd sent the text, why it hadn't occurred to me when I pressed call I'll never know.
"Darlin'?"
"I'm sorry, did I wake you?"
"Hmm. What's up?" He said; there was shuffling in the background indicating he was sitting up.
"My parents leave tomorrow, and wanted to know if you'd have lunch with us before they leave?" I said nervously, chewing on my lip whilst I waited for his answer.
"Sure. No problem." He yawned. "Just let me know what time."
"That's it? I don't have to beg or anything?"
He chuckled and it was music to my ears. He was so relaxed about everything; he made it all so easy. I adored him a little bit more in that moment.
"No begging, just know you owe me. I'm gonna head back to sleep Darlin'. I'll call you when I wake up."
"Ok, Baby, thank you. Sweet dreams."
"G'night." He said ending the call.
I headed to bed with a smile on my face and a flutter in my heart.
Could things really get any better?
*****
JPOV
I woke to the sound of squealing, like a full on screeching noise. To be perfectly honest I thought Rosalie had brought home a bunch of piglets and let them loose in the house, turns out that the squealing was to do with Rosalie, though there were no wild animals involved, unless you call my sister and girlfriend animals, then, well, I'll just have to kick your ass.
No, the delightful morning call was my girls screaming with excitement. I looked at the alarm clock to see it was just gone nine. I'd had approximately eight hours sleep, and this son of a bitch was still tired. Pulling on a pair of cotton sleep pants, I ran my fingers through my messy hair and rubbed my eyes with the heels of my hands.
I was greeted in the kitchen by my girlfriend bouncing off the walls like a rubber band ball being catapulted at full speed. She was talking a million miles an hour with Rosalie, waving around some paper as Rosalie grabbed her forearms and jumped up and down and around in circles with her.
High School Musical much?
Alice stopped dead in her tracks when she saw me standing there, dressed in just my sleep pants. Her eyes drank in the sight me as they raked over my body, and being the smug motherfucker I am, I smirked. She liked what she saw and that made me feel like Adonis. The lazy smirk turned into a fake yawn and a stretch, making sure I flexed the muscles as subtly as I could. Her eyes stopped at the 'V' leading down into my pants. It was her time to smirk.
"Morning Darlin'. What's with the excessive excitement?"
"The dress. Look, it was on the internet. On all of the celebrity sites, there's my dress."
"And they're all asking who this new designer is that I was wearing."
I took the papers from her hand and scanned the words, indeed it was true. These pages were going crazy about my girl's creation. Asking questions from who was the designer, to how much does each dress cost; to how do they get their hands on a copy of it. Rosalies' office phone was already ringing and Emmett walked out, much like I had to see the girls jumping around like they were five years old as they started up again.
"Why is the phone ringing and why are they acting like kids?" He asked me as he reached into the fridge for the carton of juice.
"Alices' dress caused a bit of a stir apparently." I shrugged, though inside I was over the freaking moon that she was going to get the recognition she deserved.
"You need to get your company name registered, Ali."
"Already done, my brother did it for me when I started my business." She blushed. "He said I'd probably have forgotten about important things like that."
"And would you have?"
"Yep, pretty much." She giggled. "I was more interested in designing the company logo."
I raised my eyebrow in question, realising I'd not actually seen a logo, a business card or anything to do with her business other than the dress she'd given Rosalie. She opened her purse and handed me the small black card. A bright purple butterfly was embossed just left of the centre with a glittered rainbow trail behind the wings and the word Serendipity spelt out in beautiful script. When I questioned if she'd drawn it she lowered her eyes and nodded. She was seriously cute when she was nervous about something.
"Right, it's time." Rosalie started.
"For?" I said tilting my head to the side.
"To get the name out there." She continued picking up the phone in the kitchen. "Hi, Jane, it's Rosalie McCarty.... Yeah I'm good... Yes, it's about the dress."
Her eyes lit up and Alice looked at me, worry written all over her face. I mouthed that Jane was Rosalies' publicist and she tensed up, only relaxing when I pulled her into my arms.
"If anyone calls about it will you tell them that the designer is Alice Cullen, that's C, U, double L, E, N.... You would... Really? That sounds amazing. Well I suggest you fax your offer over to Volturi, Cullen and Co for the attention of Edward Cullen, I'm sure she'd want a lawyer to read over your terms and conditions... Thanks Jane, you're a star. Ciao."
Alice stood there, looking a little out of her depth, waiting for Rosalie to explain the conversation to her.
"So, Jane was wondering if you wanted a publicist. You heard the rest of the conversation." She said quietly. "I hope you didn't mind me doing that Alice, but you're soooo talented, I can't let this go to waste. Plus with Bella wearing your dresses, too, you're gonna be all over the show. Talking of which, she has a thing for your brother." She finished with a giggle, which caused Alice to snigger too.
"Well my brother has a thing for your friend."
Rosalies' eyes lit up as did Alices'. The cogs ticking in their brains at the same time; and to say it was a little scary would be an understatement.
"Whoa there, girls. No getting involved."
"Shut up, Jas." They both called at the same time, causing them to laugh that little bit more.
"Man, coming for a run? All this hyperactive shit is doing my head in. It's far too early." Emmett asked as he just stared at the girls his expression saying exactly what was running through my mind.
I nodded in reply and headed for my bedroom to change into my running sweats. As I was tying my laces on my sneakers Alice danced through the door, a smile on her face and a skip in her step. I checked she didn't mind me going for a run, and that she'd be okay with me being gone for an hour or so. She kissed my cheek telling me to enjoy myself, that she'd be sketching, Rosalie said she could hang out here, it wasn't as if she needed to ask, mind, but I was so glad that my sister was as taken with her as I was. Kissing her forehead, I took the bottle of water she handed me I made my way out of the room and she reminded me we were meeting with her parents at one. I followed Emmett, knowing that I'd be aching like a bitch when I got back.
*****
"Ali, I'm back, Darlin'" I called as I stepped in the door, it was almost too fucking easy to shout 'hey honey, I'm home' but I resisted, after all, last thing I wanted to do was scare the girl.
"She's in my closet. She's trying on some stuff that never fit me, seemed a waste to not let her have them."
"Thanks, oh and Rosalie, thanks for being so awesome to her."
"Jas, she brought you back, she made the spark come alive again, plus I love her, she's like the little sister I never had. And if you screw it up and I may keep her instead of you" She laughed.
"Good to know." I replied sarcastically as I walked towards her room.
I opened the door without thinking and walked straight to the closet, I poked my head around the door as I called her name, only to be greeted by a sight I can only describe as all my wet dreams coming true in one go. There stood in front of me was my half naked girlfriend, wearing just matching black lace French panties, a matching strapless bra and a pair of oh so sexy heels. On hearing her name she looked over her shoulder and winked at me. Like, actually fucking winked.
Well hello, Missy.
Back was the confident Alice I'd meet that first night. Noticing the two empty champagne glasses on the dresser next to her it was clear they'd had a brunch that probably involved cocktails and very little food.
"Like what you see?" She purred.
"Yes, Ma'am." I answered with a gulp as she swayed her hips on her walk over to me. My sweats tightened around my crotch and if she wasn't careful with how close she came to me I'd be poking her with it.
Why did I have to think about poking, 'cause now that's exactly what I wanted to be doing, well more lifting her up against the wall, legs wrapped around my waist as I made her cry my name out in pleasure, her hands in my hair, tugging until the sting pushed me over the edge, as I nibbled on her collarbone.
And there goes all the blood from my brain to my pants.
"Well, it's yours; you just have to take it." She breathed into my ear as her hands found the waistband of my pants, pushing them down in one swoop.
"Ali, I'm sweaty from my run, and we're in Rosalies' closet." I warned.
"Jas, I don't fucking care. I want you. No, actually, I need you."
Reaching down to my pants I pulled them back up as quickly as she's pushed them down, watching her pout thinking I was saying no to her. Little did she know what I had in store. Leaning forward I put my shoulder against her torso and threw her over my shoulder, glad that her shoes were strapped to her feet, because clearly those bad boys were the only thing staying put for at least the next thirty minutes.
Her giggles filtered through the silent air of the apartment, causing Emmett to poke his head out of the kitchen as I jogged from one room to the other. He muttered something about me being a lucky motherfucker and to keep the noise down before laughing. If I didn't have Alice in my arms I would have saluted him, I grinned a little more as Alice did it for me.
That's my girl.
As I took us through the door, she slammed it behind us, wriggling against my shoulder, asking in between laughter for me to put her down. As I placed her on the bed she'd already found the hem of my shirt, tugged it up and over my head before I could even step backwards, causing me to fall forward onto her. Of course that didn't stop her as she went straight for my hair, her fingers running straight up into the nape of my neck, tugging at the soft curls that had formed in my damp hair from the sweat that had formed during my run.
"Darlin', let me take a quick shower, I can't be all that appealing right now." I managed through desperate kisses.
"I. Don't. Care." She replied through passionate kisses. "You look hot and quite frankly you're too gorgeous for it to matter."
Don't need to tell me twice.
That was all it took for me to give in to the fact that she wanted me and she wasn't taking no for an answer. It's not that I wanted her to, but for our first time, I kind of expected it to be soft and delicate, but no, she was full of surprises and I was loving every minute of it.
My hand found the clasp on the front of her bra as my lips found her collarbone. Unhooking it with one hand, letting her pert breasts fall freely from the material, I sat back on my heels to take in the beauty that was my girlfriends' semi naked form. Her pale skin against the black lace of her panties was exquisite. I wanted to lick the valley between her breasts and that's exactly what I was going to do. Pushing her to lie down, I ran my hand down from her throat all the way down to her belly button, her body rising up to my touch causing her to arch her back into me. It was hot to see and it made me feel like I was king of the world. My tongue replaced where my fingertips had just been earning a groan from her, just like the previous day and I grew harder just hearing that guttural moan.
"Baby, please..." She whimpered.
I pulling down the thin material of her panties to the one part of her I'd yet to see. Laying in all her naked glory, those heels still on her feet she'd never looked more appealing. The want I had for her right then was almost unbearable, I'm not sure how I'd not passed out from lack of blood to my head, it was all in my nether regions and I was painfully aware that I was aching to be buried between her legs.
"Well hello there, Cowboy...." She smirked as she took in my naked body. "Someone's pleased to see me."
"Damn, Skippy, I am. Come here." I said pulling her up into my arms, kissing the bare skin across her shoulders. We rolled so she was now straddling my lap, my hand reaching straight between her thighs, feeling her wetness against my fingertips. She was wetter than I ever knew was possible and I brought my fingers to my lips, tasting her against my tongue.
Absolutely fucking divine.
My fingers went back down and stroked at her swollen bud, it throbbing under my touch and the wetness pooling against my thighs. Running my fingers downwards I stopped at the tight entrance and looked at her, asking for permission, seems her form of permission wasn't in the form of words, no, it was her pushing herself down onto them. Sexy as hell and incredibly hot, but I wanted more, I needed more. Foreplay was taking entirely too long in my opinion, usually I'm all about the fulfilling a girl's need but with her it was like I didn't have control and I needed to be buried inside her. Promising myself that I'd take my time with her next time I held onto her as I lent to the bedside table, opening the top drawer and pulling out the silver foil square packet.
"Jas, what were you thinking about when you saw me in the closet?" She breathed into my ear as I ripped the packet open.
"Honestly?" I answered, sheathing myself in the latex protection, "Your legs being wrapped around my waist as I screw you up against the wall."
"Do it."
Huh?
"I want to fulfil that image in your head. Do it, Jas." She purred.
I was up and off the bed like there was a fucking fire in the room and we needed to get out of there as quick as possible. She was up in my arms, legs wrapped around my waist attacking me with kisses before I could even say her name. We found the wall instantly, her lowering herself onto me in heartbeat, locking her ankles together under my ass cheeks.
"Yes, just there baby," she panted out as we moved in time with each other, my hands against her back, holding her as close to me as physically possible.
"Ugh, Alice... this..." I breathed out, "This is where I want to be forever."
She giggled in between moans and found my earlobe with her teeth, her hands once again knotting in my hair. "This is where I want you forever, in between my legs and in my heart." She whispered.
The sentiment didn't go unnoticed, I knew she was trying to let me know it wasn't just about the screwing, we had more than that and I wanted her to know that I was thinking the same.
"In my heart, my thoughts, in my dreams and in my future. It's all you, Darlin'"
The manic thrusts calmed a little after our few words exchanged and I turned us around, laying her down on the bed, knowing that the best sex ever needed to end gently.
Nuzzling her neck I took my time to bring her to her peak and over the edge, my name falling from her lips as I too reached my climax.
Most intense sex ever.
Rolling onto my side, I pulled her into me, tucking her body into mine, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as her toes ran lightly up and down my calves.
"Darlin', I've really gotta shower, we're meant to be meeting your parents in an hour."
"But... I don't want you to go just yet, I like feeling you close to me."
"That's easily solved." I said scooping her up in my arms and carrying her to the shower.
Remind me to thank Rosalie later for making the shower big enough for two...
*****
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