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This story is rated M And this is ***A Lemon Alert***
Chapter 10
BPOV
"Edward Cullen? But, he was a good upstanding boy. Both his parents were highly respected in Forks, and Seattle for that matter. What happened to him?" She shook her head. "His parents must be mortified."
I sighed heavily. My mother was a vapid, materialistic, self-absorbed, intolerant bitch.
"He still is good. He's a wonderful, beautiful man. He loves me and I love him."
"Love," she huffed. "Like you would know about love? You're barely 21, Isabella."
"You're right, how would I know what love is, given who I have for parents?" Renee looked horrified. "You know what? I. AM. DONE! Get out of here."
I walked to the front door and held it open for her. She stomped towards the door in a huff. Leveling her eyes on me, she just stared for a minute.
"This isn't over, Isabella. I will speak to your father about this." I laughed at her.
"Good bye," I told her and slammed the door as soon as she cleared it.
"Holy shit Bella, are you okay?" I turned to Rose's concerned voice.
"Yeah, I think so. I feel a little numb."
"This calls for butter pecan and peanut butter cups! Sit down Bella, I'll be right back."
Rose and I ate ice cream and the world's most perfect food...peanut butter cups. I told her everything that Renee said and I almost had to restrain her. She totally agreed with me and we actually laughed at Renee's audacity. We moved on to a much more interesting topic: men. Specifically, our men.
"So, you and Emmett?" I asked her. Rose smiled at hearing Emmett's name.
"Bella, I think I've finally found someone who can handle my bitchy ass," she laughed. "Em is great. He gets me and challenges me." Rose got quiet. "I think I love him," she admitted.
"Emmett is a great guy, Rose. You could do a lot worse. I'm really happy for you."
"So how are things with Edward?"
"Great. Fantastic." I smiled. "For the first time in my life, I feel perfectly happy."
"That is all that I wanted to hear. I am so glad that you two found each other, Bella."
Rose and I hugged and chattered on a bit longer about the bar and what was going on there this week. She left to call Emmett and I went to my room.
I jumped in the shower, deciding that I wanted to go over to see Edward. Tomorrow would be a long day and I wasn't sure I would get a chance to see him.
I had something to give him anyway. I would have given it to him before he left that morning, but Renee ruined that. When I bought my wet suit the other day, I had to try it out, so I had Alice take a couple of pictures, one before I went in the ocean and one after. It was silly, but I hoped he would like them.
I put on some tight jean shorts and layered 2 tank tops. I put my hair up in a pony tail and swiped on some mascara and with some cherry Chapstick on my lips, I was ready to go.
I got over to the studio and had to brace myself. Edward must have stopped off at home and changed because he certainly wasn't wearing that when he left. If he had been, well...he wouldn't have left. Renee be damned.
Edward had on a pair of faded jeans that had too many holes to be decent. They were sitting low on his hips and hugging his ass nicely. It should have been illegal. The black wife-beater hung low under his arms, letting the ink on his sides show. His biceps and forearms rippled as he worked on his client. His hair was a delicious mess and now, so was I.
"Are you going to come in here and sit down or just stand there and stare at me?" Edward said to me, without even looking up.
"I thought I'd keep staring for a little while longer, actually," I said smartly.
Edward laughed and shook his head. I kept my eyes on him as I walked back to the couch behind his station. Thankfully he was just finishing, so I waited patiently while he cleaned up. He kept looking over at me with that sexy smile on his lips.
That boy better watch it. He was playing with fire.
"Are you just about finished over there?" I asked after he wiped down the table for the third time. He tried to hide his face when he laughed, but I saw him.
He threw the wipes into the trash and washed his hands at the sink. I watched as he balled up the paper towel and threw it over my head and into the basket.
"If you want to show off, I have a much better idea on how you can," I suggested.
I watched Edward's expression change from playful to something else. He walked over to me and pulled me off the couch. Pressed against his chest, he whispered in my ear.
"I have 55 minutes until my next customer, Bella. I want you. I need you," he growled.
"Where?" I choked out. Desire...hell, unadulterated lust had taken over me.
"Jazz, we'll be back in an hour," he yelled over his shoulder. He led me to the back room then went to a door I never noticed before. Inside was a table just like out in the studio.
"What is this?" I asked.
"It's the private tattoo room." he said, sucking on my earlobe.
"Oh. Oohh," I gasped as he bit down.
Edward unbuttoned my shorts and slid them down my hips. They fell the rest of the way and I stepped out of them. He picked me up and sat me on the table. Edward reached a hand to my hair and pulled out the hair tie.
I grabbed hold of the waistband of his jeans, right above the button, and pulled him in closer and kissed him, pushing my tongue into his mouth. I undid the button and unzipped his jeans to find that he was going commando.
"Need to do some laundry," he smiled. His smile left when I took him in my hand.
"Fuck," he hissed.
"That's what I was thinking," I said. I had no idea where my bravado came from, but I really didn't care. This man standing between my legs was all that was on my mind.
Edward pulled my shirts off and threw them behind him. That's when he discovered that I wasn't wearing a bra.
"Lay down," he told me. His eyes were on fire.
As soon as I did, he attached his mouth to one breast while his hand worked the other.
I pulled at his shirt and finally got it off when he stopped to pull me down further on the table. I felt is fingers ghost over my sex before he plunged a finger into me.
"Oh God...Edward..." I cried. He leaned over me between my legs to kiss me, still working me with his hand. When he pulled away from me, he removed his finger, too.
He stood between my legs and spread them apart. Edward ran his hands along my inner thighs before rubbing his cock through my wetness and entering me.
"Jesus fucking Christ, Bella. You are so beautiful all spread out for me like this," he whispered.
He thrust into me harder than he ever had before and I briefly wondered if anyone in the studio could hear me scream.
"Edward, ahh... you feel so good..." He let go of my legs and leaned over me again, taking my nipple between his teeth and biting gently. He thrust into me while his hands roamed all over my body.
"Aahh, fuck Edward, I'm going to cum...shit.." He stood up and slammed into me, making his name I was moaning sound like a garbled mess.
Edward slowed down and kissed me softly on the lips then down my chest. When I had recovered, he pulled out of me. He took my hands and lifted me off the table then turned me around.
"Lay over the table," he whispered in my ear. Oh shit.
He ran his hands down my back and nudged my legs apart. I felt him line up again and when he entered me, it was so much tighter.
"Holy fuck, Bella... Shit!" Edward hissed as he thrust into me. He gripped my hips tighter and pushed in as far as he could before pulling out and doing it again.
"You feel so good, baby," he gasped. "You're so wet you're dripping all over me. Damn, I wish you could see this," he whispered.
My now sweaty skin against the vinyl of the table was starting to make squelching noises. I reached out and held onto the table. I closed my eyes and just felt.
Edward picked up his pace and lifted me so I was resting on my arms. I was able to meet his thrusts taking the intensity to another level. He reached around me, fondling my breast and pinching my nipple. His other hand still gripping my hip as he slowed his pace again.
"Edward..." I cried. I could feel every inch of him as he slowly moved in and out of me. "You feel so good...don't stop
"I know baby," he whispered. "I have no words for how good you feel to me." Edward was swiveling his hips now, hitting me right...there.
"Edward," I ground out "Going to cu...oh yeah...right there," I whimpered.
"Not without me baby." Edward picked up his pace again. He felt strong, hard and determined.
The hand holding my hip snaked around to my clit, the other caressed my breast and moments later we both cried out breathlessly.
Edward and I collapsed against the table breathing heavily. I couldn't help the laugh that erupted in me.
"Holy shit, Edward." He joined me in laughing.
"Yeah. Holy shit is right." Edward moved my hair out of the way and kissed my neck.
"I love you, Bella."
"I know Edward. I love you, too."
We cleaned up and started to get dressed. I felt Edward sneak up behind me and put his arms around my waist. He kissed my neck and whispered in my ear.
"Are you ever going to let me put some ink on your beautiful body?"
"Yes, I am. I just haven't decided on exactly what I want. Have you got any ideas?"
EPOV
Holy shit. Not only did she just give me the best sexual experience of my life, she's going to let me ink her. I think I've died and gone to heaven.
"Hell yes I have some ideas. I actually have something I've been working on for you. If you don't like it, though, it's okay."
"Oh, I want to see it! Is it in your book?"
"Yes, it is. Oh, here. I got this for you." I felt the key ring in my pocket when I pulled my jeans on. "I'm not sure what kind it is, but I knew you liked whales, so..." Bella threw herself into my arms.
"Thank you. I love it. It's a humpback, by the way. I have something for you, too. Come on." She took my hand and led me back out into the studio.
Bella got into her bag while I grabbed my book. I flipped through the pages wondering if anything else would appeal to her. I got to the page and walked over to the couch.
"Here," she held an envelope in her hand. I took it and opened it up. There were a couple of pictures inside. I handed her my sketches and took a better look at the pictures.
"Holy shit," I said. "These are amazing, Bella. Thank you." I kissed her and walked to my station to clip them to my lamp. Bella came over and hopped up on my table. I glanced over at Jasper who was shaking his head and stifling a laugh. I knew he had heard us in the private room.
"Oh, Edward, this is beautiful. Yes. When can you do it?" Bella asked excitedly.
"Whenever you want. Although, it would be better to wait until after tomorrow. If you're going to be in that fuck hot wetsuit, it would be a tad uncomfortable." I looked back at the pictures.
Holy hell she was hot. The wetsuit was one of those shorties-short legs and arms. In one of the pictures, she was just coming out of the water. She looked great with her dripping hair and slick looking suit. The zipper was pulled down to her stomach, with her bikini top peeking out.
Then I felt Bella tapping me on the shoulder. "Where did you want it?" I asked, pulling my attention to the Bella that was sitting in front of me.
"I think back here." Bella was pointing to her left shoulder blade. "What do you think?"
"Good choice. It'll look great there. So what kind of whale did I draw?" I asked.
"It looks most like a Gray whale. Which is great. The Gray is the most endangered whale on our coast. So, what do we do first?"
I explained the thermal-fax to her. I grabbed a sheet of paper and quickly drew a heart on it with and 'E' loves 'B' in the middle and put it in the machine. I pulled out the finished stencil and showed her.
"Wow, that's cool."
I talked her through the entire process from skin prep to bandaging it up. I wasn't surprised to hear that Joe didn't tell her very much when she got her wings. The bastard got lazy.
"There is one other one I want," Bella said suddenly. "Well, two others actually. One is in your book. I saw it the first time I looked at your drawings, but...I didn't know it was yours at the time."
"What are you talking about?" Bella had me totally confused. She flipped through the book and stopped at the picture of my car. Fuck me.
"Really? Where do you want that?" I asked. I swear I was drooling.
Bella turned away from the front of the studio and unbuttoned her shorts. Oh damn.
"Right here." She had pulled her shorts and panties down on her left hip pointing to a spot that no one but me and her would ever see. I gulped.
"Okay," I said shakily. "What about the third one?"
She pulled me close to whisper in my ear. "I want an 'E' right here." She pointed to the place above her heart. If I hadn't heard the bell on the door, I would have dragged her back into the private room.
"I swear you're gonna fucking kill me, Bella." I kissed her hard before having to greet my client.
Bella watched me intently, asking a few questions and obviously interested in the process. It didn't escape me that she never brought up her mother, so I made a mental note to ask her about it later.
Alice showed up and stole Jasper away. Seth came in and sat at the counter familiarizing himself with our paperwork. After I finished taping up the client I had worked on, I had Seth go over the aftercare with him.
"Great Seth. I think it's time to let you go. Simple stuff first, but you're ready," I told him. "Now you can go buy dinner." I gave him some money and told him what we wanted. Knowing that he would be waiting awhile, it gave Bella and I some time to talk.
I sat on the couch and pulled her into my lap.
"What happened with your mom after I left?" I asked gently. She seemed alright, but I was treading lightly just in case.
"She was a bitch, she said some awful things and I threw her out," she said matter-of-factly.
I stared at her for a few moments.
"Is that really all you're going to give me?" I asked, a little put out. Bella sighed and looked at me.
"Do you really want to know? She said some awful things about you, too."
"That's alright. Renee's words aren't going to bother me. I know what kind of a person she is."
"She didn't like the fact that you had tattoos. She basically called you a degenerate. When I told her that I loved you and that you loved me, she told me that I didn't know what love was." Bella looked down at her hand, picking at her nails. "I had it with her at that point. I told her that she hadn't been my mother in a long time and that I wanted her to leave. On her way out the door, she told me that 'this' wasn't over and she would be telling my father," she snorted. "Like I'm five and just got in trouble for coloring on the walls!"
"So, what now?" I asked. Bella shrugged her shoulders.
"I don't know. Maybe she left and I'll never hear from her again."
"How would you feel if that's what happens?"
"Edward, I've never had a relationship with my parents. Everything with them has had to be on their terms. I'm not losing anything if she chooses to walk away," she sighed. "I am a little jealous, though."
"Jealous? Of what?"
"You. Well, you and your family. I don't think you know how lucky you are, Edward. Your family loves you. They accept you for who you are and they're just happy to have you in their lives, anyway they can have you. Your mother actually told me that last night."
"Shit, really?" That made me feel like a heel. Here Bella didn't have a family and I've been pushing mine away for 5 years.
"Yes. She said that she noticed that you've opened up some and said that she was really happy about it. She said she'd take whatever you could give her."
"My dad said something like that last night when we were talking. He was asking me about a tattoo artist on the other side of town. I guess this guy isn't very sanitary and Dad's had more than a couple people in with pretty bad infections after getting inked by this guy. We talked about procedure and it turned into a conversation more about me and my tat's. It was actually nice talking to him. He told me that he had missed me."
"They have, Edward. Your family just wants you. You've just gotten used to existing on the periphery. Step inside and give them all a chance. Give yourself a chance."
Damn, my girl was smart. I think if marine biology turns out to be a bust, she'd have a great career as a therapist.
"I know you're right and I am trying. Sometimes I just feel uncomfortable, but I've noticed it's not so bad anymore."
"So has everyone else. Just keep trying and you'll be just fine."
I kissed her neck and started tickling her ribs. I heard the bell and saw Seth coming through the door. I lifted her off me and stood up. I grabbed her and whispered in her ear.
"Bella, I can't wait to put my ink on you." Her eyes darkened some and she kissed me long and slow. Seth made some extra noise with the bags to get our attention.
Bella let go of me and made to move towards Seth. She looked over her shoulder at me and whispered "Neither can I, Edward."
A/N: Well? Those of you disappointed in the 'Renee smackdown'...it ain't over yet. Go ahead...tell me what you think.
