DISCLAIMER: I don't own most of these characters, but the story is all mine :D
Last night was rough. After Em left my mind went into overdrive. Thinking about Patrick and...Bella. well, Bella was always on my mind, but Patrick...what was his malfunction?
I just didn't get him or his disdain...of me, or Bella...but it seemed very focused on the two of us. I could almost understand me. I'm pretty young, well definitely younger than him, and I had been in charge here in Forks for a while. He wasn't here to see my rise to the top. He had no idea how hard I worked or how good I was at my job. It would be easy to assume that I got to my position through nepotism. A lot of company's had fathers, sons, daughters, brothers and uncles working together. Without knowing my family, a stranger may think I got my position from a father or uncle...following in their footsteps. It didn't excuse his behavior though.
So what could cause that kind of...disrespect. He had to know, by his questions and actions that I wouldn't hire him. Unless he thought I was so desperate that I would over look his rudeness. And maybe I would have, if he hadn't started in on Bella...and if Bella wasn't so all-fired important to me.
Gah! I had to figure out the Patrick thing...and I had Bella on the brain. Just the thought of her big, brown eyes, was a distraction...and now I was hard again. I ran my hands through my hair in frustration. The pulsing, hardness of my cock straining against the tight denim of my jeans was not helping my concentration.
I couldn't concentrate on anything. The more I fought it, the more my mind zeroed in on Bella...the curve of her lips, her sweet scent, the weight of her breasts in my hands, her straining nipples, her husky moans and her heat...God her heat.
I moaned and closed my eyes. I could see her in my mind's eye, perfectly. The way she looked on the counter. Her legs wrapped around me, her lips swollen and red and wet...open and gasping for breath. Her chest rising and falling with her every inhalation. Her eyes dark and full of desire.
I was stroking my hard length, not even aware of how I got undressed. God I was losing my mind...
Bella's beautiful face in front of me again, an alluring smile, spreading her lips, her tongue darting out to moisten them. Her luminous brown eyes, beseeching me...for something. She was speaking to me, but I couldn't hear her words, her hands reaching out to me.
My body twitched and jerked as I came. I was hardly aware of what I had done. I didn't remember undressing, but I was naked. I didn't remember laying down on one of the cots, but I was. I can't really recall touching my self, but my hand was wrapped around my deflated and softening cock. My heart beat was slowing down and I caught my breath. A light sheen of sweat, drying on my skin, along with a puddle of cum on my stomach.
I don't think I have ever had such an overpowering, mind-blowing orgasm as what I just experienced. I have never felt so relaxed...so sated. I couldn't move. My muscles felt like they were rubber bands and I felt boneless and fluid. I knew I should get up, get cleaned up and dressed, but I couldn't find the strength to move...
I groaned and shivered and slowly opened up my eyes. What the fuck! I realized immediately where I was and as I looked down at my uncovered body, I remembered. I was still laying naked on one of the cots, on my back. My body and mind both still felt lethargic, but I was able to move now. I checked my watch...4am. I had probably been out for a good five hours. I grumbled to myself and headed to the showers. I turned the hot water on full-blast, my body actually felt numb from cold. The heat of the water thawed me out and I started to feel like my muscles would work properly again.
Even though it was early, I was wide awake and knew I would be unable to fall back asleep, so I got ready for the day. After my shower, I shaved and dressed, then headed downstairs to start a pot of coffee. While I waited for it to brew, I glanced around the area. This was my home away from home, or at least it used to be, but now I felt such a pull to be at my house...my real home. It only felt like home because of Bella. Bella was there and I wanted to be with her. It didn't matter where she was, she was my home. I felt such a strong...yearning...just to be with her...holding her in my arms.
As I drank my first cup of the day, I focused in on what I needed to do today. I had more interviews to set up, go through and clean out Jake's locker and figure out the mystery of Patrick O'Grady. Maybe it was a waste of time, but something was nagging at me, that his behavior was important to figure out.
I would start with Jake's locker. It had a combination lock on it, and as I didn't know the combo, I went to the truck and grabbed the bolt cutters. It only took me a moment to cut through the lock. I didn't expect to find anything important in there...perhaps only the clothes that Jake brought with him for his last shift. It pretty much had what I had expected, clean clothes, his jacket, car keys, and cell phone. As I removed these items, something fell out of a pocket and rolled across the floor...a small vial of injectable medicine. I didn't know Jake was on any meds. I checked all of his pockets, and nothing else was hidden away, so I went and checked the locker again. At the back of the shelf, was a paper sack, like a lunch bag. I looked inside, expecting spoiled food, but instead found a box of alcohol swabs, some used and discarded swabs and several used syringes.
What was Jake injecting? There were no markings on the vial to indicated what it was. Nothing to distinguish it. I would have to talk to my dad about this. Maybe he knew what it was.
There wasn't anything left in there, but as I was closing the door, I noticed that there was some duct tape curling down from under the shelf. I bent to look and saw what looked like a safe-deposit box key taped there. I pulled the key off and stared at it considering. I would see if Bella knew anything about that.
It was finally late enough to make some phone calls. I set up the interviews. One for today and one for tomorrow. Called my dad, who said he would stop by on his way in to work to check out the vial of medicine I had found. Finally, I called Bella. I needed to ask about the key, but she didn't pick up, so I left a message for her to call me back.
While I was waiting, I sat and pondered the Patrick O'Grady enigma. Maybe I should just let it drop...but there was something there...just out of reach.
My dad showed up about that time, and I went to greet him. My parents were great...I could always count on them, to be there for me, whenever I needed them.
"Hey Edward, son, how are you?" He clapped me on the shoulder than pulled me into a hug.
"Okay. How are you doing? And mom?" I responded while going to the coffee pot. I held the pot up and silently asked if he wanted a cup.
"Yes, please. I'm good, and your mother is still waiting for you to call her." He was giving me the stink eye. Shit! I forgot to call her. I've been so busy with Bella and work.
"I'll call her. I promise. As soon as you leave." I'm sure I looked like a guilty child. What was it about my parents? I was an adult, but they could both make me feel like I was still a misbehaving 10-year-old child.
"Please do. Now what did you find?" Dad asked.
I led him to Jake's locker and showed him the used needles and syringes and alcohol swabs, then pulled the vial out of my pocket and handed it to my father. He looked at it for several minutes, holding it up to the light and inspecting the vial.
"I don't think it's legal, Edward. There are no markings to indicate that it is a prescription drug or insulin. If I were to hazard a guess...I would say steroids. But you will have to send it to a lab and have it tested, if you want to know for sure." He sounded...unsure. My dad was a smart man and a great doctor. I was disappointed that he couldn't give me a definitive answer, just more questions.
"Well, do you know of a good lab to send it too? I don't want to involve the police." I asked.
"Yeah, son, I do. I can send it off for you and put a rush on it. I will let you know as soon as I get the results." He reassured me.
We went back into the lounge and finished our coffees.
"Have you replaced Jacob Black yet?" Dad asked.
"No, not yet. No luck." I didn't tell him about O'Grady. It was just a gut feeling on my part. I would deal with that. "I do have a couple more interviews set up...so who knows. Maybe I will get lucky?" I trailed off.
Dad looked at his watch and sighed. "I have to get going. I will talk to you soon, son. Call. Your. Mother." He demanded with a smile, as he walked out.
I nodded and waved as he got in his car and drove away. As I walked back into the station, I pulled out my cell phone and called my mom.
"Edward! Where have you been? I haven't talked to you in weeks." My mom greeted me.
"I'm sorry mom. I have been really busy. How are you doing?"
"I'm fine. So when are you and Bella coming to dinner? I want to meet her, Edward. Soon." She complained.
"Uh...Friday?" I hoped that Bella would be okay with this.
She squealed like an excited school girl. I could hear the excitement in her voice. "Oh, Lovely! Should I invite your sister and her husband over too? Or would that be too overwhelming. I want Bella to be comfortable. Alice has told me so much about her...unlike you. It seems that Bella and Alice are on their ways to being great friends. I understand Bella is younger though. How old is she?" Finally taking a breath and giving me a chance to respond.
"Yeah, mom, calm down! Ali and Jazz would be fine, just not the entire Platt-Cullen clan, okay? Bella and I are just friends right now, so stop planning our wedding. Yes, Bella gets along great with Ali and Jazz, but then again, everyone who meets Bella likes her. She's a very kind-hearted and loveable person...kind of like someone else I could mention." I chuckled softly here, and could her my mom giggle. "You'll see when you meet her. And Bella is 21 years old...so yes, she is a bit younger than the rest of us, but she has an old soul. She's been through a lot and its made her grow up at a very young age." I sighed. I sure hoped my mom liked Bella.
"I'm sure I will love her. Besides, Edward, age is just a number. She's an adult, you're an adult, and if you choose to have a relationship with each other, that is your decision to make and no one elses. Listen to you heart...not to the people around you...well you can listen to me, of course..." God, I loved my mom.
"Mom. I...I love her. I know it seems too soon, but...I think I fell in love with her the first time I met her...almost a year ago...and she was married. I felt like such a dickhead...lusting after her. I mean I was immediately attracted to her, but I also felt protective of her. I was scared for her, because of Jacob. I sensed that he was abusing her, and I was right. She didn't deserve that. She's such a beautiful person, mom. Inside and out. She's just...amazing." I stopped abruptly. I sounded like a little girl. Oh well, this was my mom...she knew me better than anyone. "Mom, I've never felt this way about anyone...ever. Not even Tanya." I trailed off again.
"Now I really can't wait to meet her." My mom said softly. "I love you, Edward. I only want to see you happy. If Bella makes you happy...that's all that matters. I will see you Friday...at 6pm, Okay?"
"Yeah, mom. We will be there. Love you too!" I said and then we ended the call.
I sighed again running my hands over my face and through my hair. I was sprawled out on the couch. The silence of the station started to grate on my nerves. I grabbed the t.v. remote and turned on the news. I rolled my shoulders and leaned back with my eyes closed, concentrating on the voice of the newscaster. I must have dozed off, because when I became aware of the sounds from the t.v. it was now Ellen DeGeneres talking. I groaned and looked at my watch. Shit! I had 10 minutes to prepare for my interview. Ugh!
I checked my phone. I had a text message from Bella, from this morning.
~Furniture delivered and being set up. I will call later. -) B
Just seeing that brief missive from her put a smile on my face and a spring in my step. I was a fucking sap, but...whatever, she made me happy.
I ran my hand through my hair and tousled it. I hope I didn't look like I just woke up, but there was nothing I could do at this point. I had company.
"Hello." I greeted the tall man, as he walked in.
"Hello. I'm Garrett Armstrong. I have an interview with Edward Cullen." He said with a large smile and extended hand.
I shook his hand. "I'm Edward Cullen. Pleased to meet you. Can I offer you some water?" I asked as I pulled a bottle out for myself.
"Sure. Thank you!" Another wide and open smile spread over his face.
"Here you go. Come on up to my office." And I lead the way up. He was just about the same size and build as myself, though he looked like a surfer. Blond hair, a little on the long and shaggy side, blue eyes, very white teeth and a deep tan. He was close to my age as well, at 28. He had never worked full-time at a fire department before, just volunteered, but he was qualified, experienced and newly certified. I could work with that.
The interview went well and he was intelligent, soft-spoken and self-effacing. No bad or strange vibes with this one. I closed out the interview giving him the paperwork for the clinic and setting up his physical tests with Emmett for first thing the following morning.
I felt a surge of relief after he left. I had a good felling about him. I hoped he didn't pull any of the crap O'Grady pulled.
Now that that was out of the way, I sent a text to Bella.
~Whatcha doing? *E
~Nothing much, just sitting on the new couch -) B
~How's everything look? *E
~Good! When you coming home? -) B
This was crazy. I wanted to hear her voice! I quickly dialled her number and waited for her to answer.
"Hello?" Bella answered.
"I wanted to hear your voice." I said softly. "I miss you!"
"I miss you too!" I could hear her sigh. "When are you coming home?"
I loved that she called my house home. "Friday morning. Sorry. I have another interview tomorrow, so I have to be here for that anyway." I grumbled. "Mr. O'Grady isn't going to work out."
"Oh, why not? He seemed...well, I don't know. You seemed hopeful." She said.
"Yeah well, he said some very inappropriate things, that made it impossible for me to be comfortable with hiring him. Do me a favor...if you see him around town...steer clear of him." I muttered.
"Do I want to know what he said?" Bella sounded mildly curious, but then answered for me. "Probably not. Nevermind. If I see him, I will stay away...or kick his ass. Whatever." And she laughed.
I cleared my throat. "So Bella...have you given any thought to what we talked about when you were here the other day?"
"What part, Edward? We talked about quite a few things." I could hear the amusement in her voice.
"About..." I cleared my throat again. "Ahem...touching yourself." I said in a rush, my voice was deeper than normal.
"Oh!" There was a long silence on her end, and for a moment I thought I had dropped the call. As I looked at my phone to check, I heard her voice say faintly.
"I don't know how. I don't think I can." I could almost feel the heat of her blush through the phone.
"Will you try? For me?" I said softly...my voice hoarse...scratchy with desire.
"Will you tell me what to do?" Her voice had dropped as well and sounded to my ears like a sexy growl.
"Yes. If you want me to." Fuck! We were going to basically have phone sex. Hell yeah! "Are you alone?" I asked.
"Yes. I'm alone." She said softly.
"Lock up and go upstairs." I told her, as I went into my office and locked the door behind me.
"Okay." I could hear her breathing in the phone and moving around. Then finally. "Okay, I'm in your bedroom. Now what?"
Ahhh my innocent, beautiful Bella. I almost moaned out loud.
"Go to the full-length mirror and get naked." I whispered.
"Okay. I have to set the phone down. Hold on." I could hear faint movement...the rasp of a zipper, then Bella picked up the phone again. "Okay...I'm...undressed." She sounded breathless.
"Bella, put me on speaker, so you don't have to hold the phone. You're going to need you hands for other...things." I smirked, and held in another moan, as I thought of her totally naked and vulnerable, touching herself.
There was a hitch in her voice when she said. "Okay, you're on speaker." I could her the terseness in her tone. She was nervous.
"Bella, start at your toes, and describe your body for me. I want to see you in front of me." My voice had gone down another notch. God I was turned on.
A nervous giggle escaped from Bella. I had never heard her giggle. I had heard her husky laughter, which was sexy, but this...was so adorable and hot!
"I...uhm..." Her voice was shaking. "My toes are painted...bright pink...the color really stands out next to my white skin." Another nervous giggle escaped. "Uhm...my legs are pretty long...considering how short I am...and thin, but muscular too. Not bulky muscles...toned and firm. Uhm...my knees are kinda...knobby." Giggle. "My skin is so pale you can see the blue veins under my skin... My thighs are thin also. Even if I stand with my feet together, my thighs don't touch. My hips...flare out. Billy...uh, Jake's dad told me I had child-bearing hips..." Giggle, snort. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that...mentioned their names..." She trailed off. "Edward...I can't do this!" She whimpered softly.
"Yes, Bella, you can. Keep going, please." I encouraged her softly. "Are you touching yourself? Touch yourself as you describe it to me."
I heard her gasp, then blow out a shuddering breath, and then moan softly.
"My hip bones...stick out. I'm very thin. I don't have any extra fat on my body." I could hear the pride in her voice over this fact. "My stomach is flat...well actually, it's concave. My muscles aren't prominent, but toned. I have an almost outie belly button. My waist dips in, it gives me an hour-glass shape. My ribs stick out a little too. I can count them...one...two...three. My...ahh...clavicle sticks out..."
"Bella, you're leaving body parts and areas out. I have an incomplete picture in my head." I tsked her, teasing her. Another nervous giggle came across the telephone.
"I will get to them in a minute okay?" She whispered nervously. "I promise! Okay...moving on. My fingers are long and slender. I think they look graceful...my arms are thin but muscular. I actually have defined muscles here, though again, not bulging. My shoulders suit my frame and aren't over large or sloping. My neck is long...maybe too long? People used to call me giraffe." There was a pause and a sigh. "Do you want me to describe my face?" She asked.
I chuckled. "No. That's fine, now get to the good parts."
"I was afraid you would say that." Giggle.
"Remember to touch yourself where you are describing to me." I grated out in a husky voice.
"Uh-hmh. Right! Okay! My breasts are...full? They are a little too big for my body...out of proportion with the rest of me. When I...cup them...they are too big for hands. Of course, they fit perfectly into your hands..."
I moaned. I couldn't hold it in any longer. "Yes" I hissed out. "Your breasts fit perfectly in my hands." I whispered. "Describe your nipples, Bella. What color are they? Are they hard?" I moaned again, thinking about her hands on her breasts.
"Ahh...no they're not..." She whispered. "They are a dusky pink color, and small...right now they are soft and about the size of a quarter..."
"Pinch them. Roll them between you finger and thumb." I urged quietly, and waited...and waited. "Bella, imagine my lips on your nipple. Sucking on it...biting it and then licking it. I want your nipples hard when I suck on them."
I heard a faint gasp and then moan. "Ahh...okay...there's a tightening in my chest, stomach and...down there. My stomach feels like there are a thousand butterflies in there." She barely whispered. "My nipples are...tight...hard...they have darkened a little and are puckered and sticking out now. They remind me of raspberries..." She moaned, and so did I.
"Are you still touching yourself Bella?" I asked.
"Yes...uhm...they look...pretty? When my nipples are hard...pointing out from my chest." Giggle.
I groaned. I was so hard. I felt like I could explode without even touching myself.
"I'm ahh...smooth...hairless...down there." She whispered shyly.
"What? Why?" I asked while picturing her naked pussy. I moaned again, loudly.
"Well...do you really want to hear this?" She asked tentatively.
"Yes! I want to know!" I muttered.
"Well, when I went through puberty, I had no mother. I overheard girls at school talking about shaving, so I assumed when the hair grew in, I was supposed to shave it off, so I did. I had just always done it as part of my personal grooming. Jacob hated it. He said it wasn't normal. I tried to let it grow in, but I hated it. I ended up shaving it off again. Jake threatened to not touch me if I shaved it off...so bonus reason to remove all the hair. He said it was ugly and gross without hair. He told me I was a freak. Anyway...I prefer it this way." She finished her little rant in a defensive tone and then was silent.
"Bella" I tried, but it came out in a croak, and I had to clear my throat. "Bella...I can't wait to see your beautiful, bare pussy. To look at it...worship it...to lick, suck and taste it. God! Just the thought of you bare and hairless..." I trailed off into a groan. I don't know if I'm going to be able to last...to talk her through this.
"Bella!" I gasped out. "Take the phone and lie down on the bed." I felt like I was grunting at her. I was so turned on, I wasn't even sure if coherent words were coming out of my mouth at this point. I had to focus. I could hear her moving the blankets. "Lie down, Bella and spread you beautiful thighs apart." I murmured. "It's time to touch yourself...to pleasure yourself."
I heard her gasp and whimper. "Edward...I don't know how."
"Don't worry, baby. I will tell you what to do." I husked at her. She was so sweet and innocent...so fucking desireable.
She whimpered again. "Okay...I'm ready...tell me what to do."
I smiled as I pictured her spread wide and open and bare in front of me.
"Okay, Bella. Touch your nipples and pinch them and twist them. Are they hard baby?" I growled out.
"Uh-huh." She moaned.
"Good now slid your hand down...down, all the way down baby. Slide you finger down your slit, between your pussy lips. Down to your entrance. What do you feel?" I whispered.
She whimpered. "I...I..." She didn't answer, she just moaned again.
"Are you wet baby?" I prompted.
I heard her gasp. "Yes! Uh-hmm." She moaned again.
"Good! You need to be wet...you're supposed to be wet. Slide a finger inside yourself, baby...how does it feel?" I continued...focusing completely on Bella and her needs, the sounds she was making.
"Tight." Gasp. "Wet." Gasp. "Edward?" She whimpered again.
"Slide your finger in and out baby." I listened as she gasped and whimpered. "Add a second finger and continue pumping your fingers in and out, Bella. How does it feel?"
"It feels...it feels...ahhh...good...so good." She moaned softly.
"Okay baby, when you slide your fingers in push forward, towards the front of your body. You're gonna find your G-spot." I imagined that it was my fingers fucking her, searching for that sensitive spot.
"How will I know...ohhh...ohhh." Bella gasped and moaned again.
"Remember that spot baby. Keep pumping your fingers in and pressing that spot. Now take your other hand and slide it down to your slit also. Spread your lips and rub until you find you clit. You'll know when you find it. It will be very sensitive." I heard Bella grunt, and groan. I knew she had to be close now. "Come on baby... Cum for me. Let go and feel it." I groaned softly...I was so close myself.
"Edward...Edward...uhn...uhn...Oh! My! God! Edward!" And then her gasping followed by a cute squeaky sound mixed with moans and whimpers as she panted and gasped for breath. I threw my head back as my balls drew up into my body and I spontaneously ejaculated. I hadn't even touched myself...just the sound of Bella's orgasm caused my own.
"God! Bella." I moaned as I felt my body jerk with my orgasm. For several minutes, the only sounds to be heard were both of us gasping and trying to catch our breath.
"Are you okay, baby?" I moaned finally, when I could speak again.
"Oh! My! God! Ohmygodohmygodohmygod! Edward! Oh my god!" Bella was giggling and moaning at the same time. She actually sounded a little hysterical.
"Bella." I said softly. "Listen to me. Are you okay?"
"Oh my god, Edward. I never, ever, in my whole life, have felt something that...wonderful, amazing, explosive, mind-blowing, earth-shattering...I have never felt so out-of-control." Then she burst into tears. I could hear her sobbing.
Shit! If I knew that it would affect her like this, I would never have done this over the phone with her...where I couldn't hold her and comfort her.
"Bella...baby...you're killing me. Please don't cry. Please baby..."
I heard her sniffle than sigh softly. "Thank-you!'" She whispered and hiccupped. "Thank-you Edward. I'm okay now. Sorry about that. That was a little overwhelming." She sniffled again, but I could now hear the smile in her voice.
"Bella, you don't know how bad I want to be there holding you right now. Are you sure you're okay?" I asked.
I feel...amazing and...really tired. Exhausted actually. Is that normal?" She whispered.
"Yes baby. Hang up and go to sleep. I will see you soon."
"Uhm...'kay...g'night..." She mumbled, but she didn't end the call. I could hear her breathing soften and deepen, and it soothed me...lulled me to sleep as well. A sleep where I dreamed of my goddess, Bella, beneath me, screaming my name as she reached her peak...again and again.
