Hey all – thank you for sticking with me through the fail of, well, you know…I hope everyone liked the first chapter of Starlet. It's something that I've never done before but I hope you enjoy it. Anyhow, on with the show.
Summary/Disclaimer: None of this is owned by me. (HA! I wish…). Stephenie Meyer created the world of Twilight. I just like to visit and make them do pervy things, like have sex and swear.
Normally, I'm not one to beg for reviews, but I'd like some more loving with this story…I'm not feeling it. Wah…Please?
Chapter Eleven: Floating
"Turn off the damn alarm, Edward," Bella grumbled, burrowing closer to my chest.
I yawned and checked the clock. It was a little after six in the morning. After my aunt said that she booked a hot air balloon ride for us, we were all very excited, until we heard how fucking early we had to be up. "Come on, dolcezza," I crooned. "It'll be romantic."
"It's too early," she scowled. "Can't we stay here and make love?"
"I think that's why we're both so tired, Bella," I snickered. "We were up so late last night. Besides, I've always wanted to go on a hot air balloon ride. Plus, to share it with you, the woman I love more than my life, is too wonderful to pass up."
"God, you're so fucking perfect," she said, shooting me a look.
"Whatever, Bella," I laughed. "Get your perfect ass up, baby. You want to shower before or after?"
"After, probably," she replied. "It's going to be freezing and I don't want my hair to fall out."
"Good point," I said as I got up. "Come on, love." I pulled the blankets back, revealing our naked bodies. Bella smiled wistfully at the clear reminder of our time together. Her black eyes turned to me and she ran her hands over her breasts. "No, baby."
"But, I want you," she purred, crawling to the edge of the bed and raising herself onto her knees. Her hand found my semi-hard cock and she stroked it expertly. With a wicked glint, she kissed down my abs and licked the head of my arousal. Then, the head disappeared between her pink lips.
"Fuck," I growled as I cupped her chin, kissing her mouth hungrily. Grabbing her legs, I spread them and circled my finger around her clit. Feeling that she was soaked, I slammed my cock into her tight pussy. She grunted, tugging on my hair painfully. "Evil. Woman," I hissed out, thrusting into her with all of my strength.
"You love me," she purred, snaking her hand between us and rolling her clit with her fingers.
"Immensely, dolcezza," I choked out. "I hope you know how much I love you because right now, I have to fuck you."
"Fuck me hard, Edward," she said, as she bucked her hips. I slid out and flipped her over. She waved her ass at me enticingly. I smacked it slightly, earning a groan from her. "Shit, baby. Do that again when you fuck my pussy, Edward." She was feral looking as she gazed me over her shoulder. I smirked and lined up my cock with her dripping folds. I thrust forward, hitting her pert ass again, turning her pale skin pink. "God! I'm so wet for you, Edward. Do you feel it?"
"Oh, yeah, love," I panted as I moved my hips at breakneck speed, pounding into my girl. Her ass was jiggling as I slammed into her. "Play with your clit, Isabella. Pinch it for me. Fucking come all over my cock."
"God damn it, Edward. I love it when you talk like this," she said as her hand reached in between her legs. I could feel her fingers rub against my cock that was covered with her arousal. "Harder, Edward." I groaned and gripped her hips tightly, moving faster and faster inside of her tight, wet pussy. Her muscles were clenching around me. I felt like an animal, pounding into her pussy but it felt so fucking good. "Oh, god…oh, GOD! Edward, I'm going to come." Her fingers were moving so quickly over her clit, brushing against my balls with each pass. "Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!" She clamped down around me, gushing her release all over me.
"BELLA!" I yelled as I came inside of her, filling her with my own orgasm. My cock was pulsing inside of her body, twitching along wither own residual aftermath of her release. I slumped against her sweaty back, kissing along her spine. She twined her fingers with mine and guided them to her breasts. "I love you, Bella."
"Hmmm, I love you, too, Edward," she replied breathily. She turned around and lay down, pulling me to her. "I think I have definitely found my perfect match."
I chuckled. "Why?"
"You're not afraid of trying kinky shit," she giggled. "I liked it when you smacked my ass."
I blushed and kissed her collarbone. "I'm sorry. I don't want you to think that I get off…"
"NO! Edward, it was hot. Authoritative," she said. "Perhaps, I'd like to explore some more. Not turning into one of those BDSM couples where I wear a collar and shit, but consensual spanking is okay. I'm also not made out of tissue paper, Edward. I could feel you holding back."
"I don't want to hurt you, Bella," I said, looking into her chocolate orbs.
"You won't," she replied. "I trust you, Edward and I love you."
"I love you, too, dolcezza," I murmured, kissing her forehead. I was moving my lips down to hers when there was a loud banging on our door.
"Get your horny asses out of bed," Emmett bellowed. "If you're not in the kitchen in fifteen minutes; I'm going to be riding in your balloon."
"Come on!" Bella squeaked as she hopped out of bed, scampering to the bathroom. We took a quick shower together, washing the remnants of our love making. Afterward, we brushed our teeth and got ready to head out with our friends and family. Bella slid on a pair of black skinny jeans, a gray t-shirt and a pink fleece. I wore a pair of jeans with a white Henley and a zippered hoodie. Ten minutes after Emmett banged on our door, we were in the kitchen.
"Damn," Emmett snickered. "I was hoping to ride with you two and give you shit for screaming like porn stars."
"We were not that loud," Bella spat.
"Yes, you were," Alice giggled. She flipped her long brown hair over her shoulders, giving us a wink. "But, we'll let it slide since you are a new couple."
"Thanks, Tinker," I teased, ruffling her hair. She smacked me. "How long is this grace period?"
"Until tonight," Emmett grumbled. "Have pity on the poor, recently singled dude."
"Sorry, Emmy," Bella frowned. She walked over to him, wrapping her arms around his massive form. "We didn't mean to be so insensitive."
"It's alright, Bellaboo," he said, hugging her closely. "I know the joys of being in love and getting together with someone new. I'm just…" He sighed heavily. "I'm in shock over it all."
"We all are, Emmett," Esme said sympathetically. "The fact that Rosalie tried to fabricate a story that Bella slept with Carlisle to get the part was cruel and uncalled for. Then, she tried to lie about it to you. If you ever need someone to talk to, we're all here for you, Emmett."
"Thanks," he said, giving Esme a sad smile.
"Are we all ready to go?" Carlisle asked as he put on his coat.
"Pretty much," Esme said as she squeezed Emmett's arm. "Do you all want to ride with us or caravan to the launch site?"
"We all won't fit in your car, Aunt Es," I said. "Even if we all pile into the Land Rover."
"Edward, you have an SUV," Jasper said.
"I can take whomever can't fit in your car," I said, looking at Carlisle. He nodded and we all piled into our respective vehicles. In my car, it was Bella, me, Angela, Ben and Emmett. In the Land Rover, Carlisle, Esme, Alice and Jasper were in there. The ride took about forty-five minutes to the launch site. We parked and were greeted by four gentlemen who were going to be our pilots. Esme reserved four balloons. Emmett was very sad when she said that because no matter what, he'd be the odd man out. Bella, however, offered our balloon for him since he needed his family. He bit his lip and thought about it. He declined the offer, though; deciding to ride in the balloon with Carlisle and Esme.
Our pilot, Joe, gave us a few safety pointers and features for the balloon before we clambered on. I lifted Bella into the basket before climbing in myself.
"You folks ready?" Joe asked.
"Yes, sir," I replied, wrapping my arm around Bella's waist. She was shivering slightly. She nodded excitedly, melting against my chest. The fire ripped in the balloon and we gracefully lifted off the ground. Bella held onto my waist tighter as we floated further and further away from the ground. "It's okay, dolcezza. I've got you."
"I know you do," she whispered, kissing my chest.
"You look familiar," Joe said from his perch in the basket.
"We're both involved in movies," Bella said. "Most recently, I starred in Metropolis. I've also got a Snow White adaptation coming out in about a month as well. Bella Swan?"
"Holy shit!" Joe bellowed. "My granddaughter LOVES you! She was so pumped that you got the part of Becca in those vampire movies, the Midnight Dawn Saga!"
"Edward here plays the part of Daniel," Bella smiled softly.
"Hot damn. She would kick my ever-loving ass if I don't get an autograph or a picture," Joe snorted.
"Sure," Bella smiled. "Once we land, though. You focus on flying this thing."
"Definitely, Miss Swan," Joe said, laughing lightly. "I'll let you two enjoy this since you probably don't get much privacy in Hollywood."
"Not really," I said, wrinkling my nose. "Thank you for your discretion."
"My pleasure. Though, we sign a non-disclosure agreement with the company since we get a lot of Hollywood-types. I'd lose my job if I posted where you were or anything about our flight. I like my job and in my line of work, we get to meet some interesting people," he chuckled. "Enjoy the flight."
"Thanks," I said. We walked to the far end of the basket. Bella was standing in front of me, my arms were around her tiny body. I put my chin on top of her head, enjoying the quiet. We stood like that for nearly an hour, just relishing the scenery, silence, and company.
"It's so peaceful," Bella said quietly. "Like all of our worries are not even here."
"I know," I murmured. "We're floating and it's just us."
"And Joe," Bella quipped.
"And Joe," I agreed.
"I miss the quiet. I miss the solitude," Bella said, her brows furrowing. "I mean, I love my work and creating amazing movies, but the celebrity that comes with it is overwhelming."
"I can imagine. I'll be needing your guidance once these movies come out," I said as I tightened my hold on her.
"You've seen how the paps react to me," she said sadly. "You need to grow a thick skin, Edward. They'll smear you, even when you don't have anything negative about you. Or if you do have a reputation, it is escalated to something even worse. I'm so paranoid that Jacob, despite our threat of suing him for breaking the NDA, he'll spread the rumors of my formerly nefarious ways to the highest bidder. He'll tell everyone about my transgressions."
"If he does that, then we fight," I said as I kissed her temple.
"But, my reputation will be ruined," she whispered. "Despite my whore-like ways, it was not widely known in the industry. The people I slept with were all on the outskirts of the industry or not even involved. I only slept with a handful of actors. Newton being one of them."
"Bella, you've slept with people and that is your prerogative," I said. "How you live your life is your choice, your business."
"But it's not, Edward. Since I'm a public figure, it's the world's business," she said, leaning forward in the basket. "You don't understand now, but you will in a few short months. Your every move will be analyzed, criticized and picked apart. I guarantee that the press will either be ecstatic that we're together or try to hypothetically set you up with other actresses because I'm not good enough for you. Perhaps, I'm not…"
"You are good enough for me," I said as I gently turned her. "You made some mistakes in the past but that shouldn't dictate if you're good or bad for me, dolcezza. You're my best friend and the woman I've waited for all of my life. The public can stick it because I love you and that will never, ever change."
"I love you, too, Edward," she said. "I don't know what I'd do if I didn't have you in my life. Promise me that you won't leave me."
"You're my forever, Bella," I murmured. "I'm glad that we have this month to spend together as a couple. No work conflicts or drama. Just us."
"Hmmm, me too," she smiled.
"Plus, I can take you to Chicago to meet my parents," I said, my voice laced with sadness.
"I'd be honored to go," Bella whispered, standing on her tiptoes to kiss me. "I want to thank them for creating you with their love." My heart swelled and I crushed her to my chest.
"We're getting ready to land," Joe said. I had been so focused on Bella that I hadn't realized that the ground was getting closer and closer to the balloon. Gently, Joe set us down and the basket was quickly tethered to the Earth. We were the last to arrive. The rest of our group was already waiting for us. Before we exited the basket, we posed for a picture with Joe and both signed autographs for his granddaughter.
On the drive back to the rental, we stopped for some breakfast at a small diner. The lone waitress was freaking out when she saw five A-list actors and actresses stroll into the tiny restaurant. Suffice it to say, we had excellent service and even posed for pictures for the wall of fame for the diner. Back at 'home,' we all crashed since we had to be up at the ass-crack of dawn.
When we woke up from our nap, the girls decided to go shopping while the guys decided to just hang out by the pool. Carlisle was trying to get out of relaxing, claiming he needed to work but filming was stalled until we got the thumbs up to begin work in Seattle from the higher-ups from the studio. He said that he'd chill by the pool but he needed to adjust the schedule for the cast and crew, thus his laptop was with him.
Ben, Jasper and I were chilling in the water while Carlisle was typing away. Emmett was missing. Jasper piped up about that. "Where's Em?"
"I don't know," Ben shrugged. "I bet he's in his room."
"Do you blame him?" I asked. "Rose was an epic bitch to everyone and yeah…"
"Should one of us talk to him? I mean, none of us has been through a divorce," Jasper said.
"None of us is married," Ben quipped. "I'm the closest with being engaged to Angela, but I don't plan on getting rid of her. She's amazing and I love her very much."
I looked at Carlisle and he was ignoring us. He was glowering at the laptop, typing furiously. "I'll go check on him. Get the old guy to relax," I quipped as I hopped out of the pool. I ruffled my uncle's hair.
"Fuck off, Edward," he snorted.
"Breathe, you old geezer," I teased. I dried off as I walked along the pool deck. Ducking inside of the house, I walked to Emmett's room. His door was closed and I could hear quiet sniffling. I knocked on the door. "Emmett?" Nothing. "Emmett, man, it's Edward. Can I come in?"
I heard some shuffling and the door opened. Emmett's eyes were red rimmed. His nose was pink and he looked terribly sad. "Are the other guys out there?" he asked warily.
"They're by the pool, Em. We're worried about you," I said quietly.
"Just you, Edward," he said as he moved to the side. I walked into his room and sat down on a chair across from the bed. On the sheets were pictures and Emmett's wedding band, along with a ton of Kleenex. "Sorry about being anti-social. I'm just fucking pissed off and confused."
"It's understandable, Emmett," I said. "The woman who you thought you'd spend your whole life with broke your heart."
"It wasn't just me, Edward. She constantly belittled my friends and my family. Her favorite person to taunt was Bella. I hated that I wasn't there for her with her bullshit farce of a partnership with Jacob and with the whole James debacle," he said. "Rose gave me an ultimatum. Her or Bella. It couldn't be both. Rose was my wife but Bella's my blood. She's like my little sister and I hated to choose Rosalie."
"Was she always like this?" I asked.
"She's always been slightly bitchy but naively, I hoped that the bitchiness would end after we got married," Emmett shrugged. "I prayed that she would want to be happy and that I would make her happy. You know?"
"I do, Emmett," I said. "Have you heard from her?"
"She's sent me a couple of texts, begging for forgiveness, but I'm done," Emmett said as he stomped to his bed, picking up his wedding ring. Clutching it in his hand, he went into the bathroom. A flush later, Emmett came out with a relieved expression on his face. Then, he gathered the pictures, tossing them into the garbage can. "You got a light?"
"I don't. But we can torch them after dinner in the fire pit," I said. Emmett nodded, putting the garbage can next to the door. "Do you want to head out to the pool with me?"
"Probably not," Emmett said quietly. "I'm feeling better but I'm still not ready for dealing with people."
"Well, if you want to come out, the guys are hanging out," I said, getting up. "The girls are out shopping."
"Fun," Emmett said dryly. "If the girls get back before dinner, can you send Bella in here? I want to apologize to her."
"Sure, Emmett," I said.
"Oh, and Edward?"
"Yeah?"
"I know you love my cousin. I hope that you two are forever because she deserves so much happiness," Emmett sadly. "First her mom dies, then her dad turns into a douche, I abandon her and she gets sexually assaulted by her asshole manager and his crony."
"My goal is to make her happy for the rest of my life, Emmett," I said. "If you want to talk more, don't hesitate to find me." He smiled and nodded. I turned and left his room, walking back to the pool.
The rest of the afternoon was lazy and unproductive. The girls came back and I sent Bella to talk with Emmett. She didn't leave his room until late in the evening, well after dinner. Her eyes were red and cheeks were tear-stained. Silently, she grabbed my hand and led me back to our room. I held her as she cried softly, gently caressing her back. "Everything okay?" I asked.
"Emmett was begging for my forgiveness," she said brokenly. "He blames himself for what Rose did to our relationship. Then, he asked me to stay while Rose called him. She was screaming, yelling and belittling him at the fact that he removed her from his credit cards, cutting her off from his money. Plus, she already got the divorce papers from Eleazar that have been filed on Emmett's behalf. It's been less than a day."
"Did she say anything to you?" I asked.
"No. Not per se," she said, biting her lip. "She spouted off how she was going to go to the press with all of my issues, just to hurt me and to hurt Emmett. He lost it with her and said that she did, that she would be sued for everything that she had for defamation of character, libel, slander and other various charges. I'm so worried about Emmett but I'm also paranoid for me and for you, as well." She curled closer to me and tightened her arms around my waist.
"Bella, together, we'll get past this. From what Emmett said about Rose, she's a bitter, jealous harpy," I said. "If she says things about you, Emmett or anyone else, we'll make a statement, dolcezza. I promise you that I won't let you deal with this alone. I'm here for you and Emmett."
"Thank you," Bella said quietly. "I love you, so much, Edward. With your kindness, friendship, and love, I know that I can get through this."
"I'll give all of those in spades, Bella. I promise."
xx STARLET xx
The two weeks in Palm Springs flew by. It was spent bonding as a family and as a couple with Bella. When we weren't at the pool at the rental, we were running around doing various touristy things. My personal favorite was going to the zoo. Bella liked the airplane museum but only because she got to ride in a two-seater, experiencing flips, twists and rolls in the sky. She was the only one brave enough to do it.
Now, the time spent with our friends and family was amazing, but the time with Bella in our room was even more special. We did enjoy a great deal of time between the sheets, making love to each other, but the rest of it was spent talking about our relationship and our future. We also talked about the past. Apparently, I wasn't the only one who loved from a distance. Bella was in love with me but her self-esteem negated her into springing into action. She said that when I 'saved her' from Mike, she knew that she had feelings for me but was so terrified that I didn't return the same feelings. Obviously I did and we essentially wasted two years of pining for each other when we both knew that we were deeply in love with each other.
Each day was a gift and we were going to cherish them since we spent so much time hiding our true feelings for each other.
However, we were currently sitting on a plane for our flight to Chicago. Jasper was going to drive my car back to LA while we were visiting my parents. I made arrangements to stay at the Trump Tower and Hotel for a week. It was early fall and the weather was perfect for a trip to Chicago.
"Are you excited or nervous about going back?" Bella asked, idly running her fingers along my palm.
"It's been nearly ten years since I've been in Illinois, so I'm kind of nervous," I said. "I also feel a little ashamed since I haven't been to my parents' graves since their death."
"Edward, I haven't been back to Forks to visit my mom's grave since her death, either," Bella said as she lay her head on my shoulder. Her fingers twined with mine and I sighed heavily. "Don't beat yourself up, baby."
"I'm trying not to," I said quietly.
"Besides meeting your parents, what else are we going to do while we're there?" she asked, lifting our hands and kissing each of my knuckles. "Well, besides each other."
I snorted and kissed her forehead. "That's the plan, dolcezza," I said.
"Seriously?" she laughed.
"No. I do have some Chicago touristy things planned for us," I replied, kissing her lips softly. "But, also, time for us to be us before we head off to Seattle for our shoot for the movie." She smiled, draping her legs over mine. "You look so beautiful today, Bella." My hand rested on her bare knee, just below her skirt hem. She was wearing a black t-shirt, jean jacket and deep fuchsia skirt.
"Thank you, baby," she said. "Wearing jeans for two weeks straight was a bit much, so I decided to wear a skirt. Alice suggested it when we went shopping and I bought it."
"Well, you look amazing, Bella," I said.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. We're now making our final approach to O'Hare International Airport. Local time is seven in the evening with a temperature of forty-two degrees. For those of you who are connecting to other flights, that information will be at the counter at the gate. For those of you who are staying in Chicago, your luggage will be on carousel number seven in the baggage claim. Thank for choosing American Airlines," the captain said smoothly.
"I'm personally excited," Bella said as she moved her legs from my lap. "I've never really been to Chicago and I heard it's a great city."
"It is. So many beautiful sites, culture and yeah…I loved growing up here," I smiled.
"What's the one thing you miss the most about being in Illinois?"
"Having seasons," I answered. "In LA, there are no real seasons. It's hot in the summertime and cooler in the winter, but not cold enough to snow. I miss snow."
"Do you think we'll get some while we're here?" Bella asked, her eyes alight with joy.
"Probably not," I chuckled. "It's mid-October. The forecast while we're here is pretty much sunny and fifty the entire time."
"Damn. I was hoping you'd get snow," she pouted. "Maybe we could come back around Christmas?"
"Possibly," I smiled, kissing her lips softly. The plane landed and we got off, heading to the carousel to pick up our luggage. Waiting at baggage claim was a tall man with a black suit, holding a sign saying 'Masen.' I shook hands with him and we headed out to the limo that the hotel provided for us.
"A limo?" Bella asked as she settled against the leather seats.
"It's been awhile since I've driven in Chicago and I didn't want to get lost," I shrugged. "Besides, it's not a big deal. I can actually spend time cuddling next to you as opposed to stressing about traffic, the Dan Ryan Expressway or if I went the wrong way on Wacker Drive."
"Will we have a car when we go to see your parents?"
"The hotel will provide us with a car," I said. Bella's fingers were gliding along my palm and she was humming quietly. Her face was a vision of contentment and beauty, even despite spending nearly four and half hours on a plane.
"Edward?"
"Yes, dolcezza?" I replied.
" Do you have a fantasy? A sexual fantasy?" she asked, smiling wickedly. "Something that you always wanted to do but never did because your previous partners were too 'square?'"
"My fantasies are pretty standard. The teacher and the school girl, blindfolds, light bondage," I shrugged. I blushed at my last fantasy and bit my lip to not say anything. She hinted that she'd be willing, but I was keeping my mouth shut.
"There's more, Mr. Masen," she said as she straddled my legs.
"I don't want to freak you out," I muttered.
"Unlikely," she said as she stared at me. "Edward, nothing would freak me out unless you wanted me to fuck a corpse or eat live chickens."
"Ew! Gross," I shuddered. "No! That's just awful, Bella."
"Well, what's your 'freaky' fantasy?" she pressed.
My cheeks flamed. "Anal," I whispered. "I've never done it but I'm curious."
"Me neither," she said, taking my face in her hands. "We're anal virgins. I may not have been able to give you my virginity, but we can do this. Now, I've had friends say that it requires a lot of preparation. Especially since you're not the smallest guy, Edward. We'll have to work up to it."
"You'd consider doing it with me?" I asked.
"I would, Edward. I love you and I want to be with you in every way," she smiled softly. "To feel your cock in my ass as you fuck me with your fingers in my pussy makes me so wet, baby. We can start our preparations on this trip." She picked up my hand and put my middle finger into her mouth. "You put this in my ass while you make love me. Yeah?"
I blushed and nodded, shocked at how eager she was to do this. Hell, my cock was pressing against the zipper of my jeans. "Perhaps you need to be sent to the principal's office for being a naughty girl, too?" I said darkly. "Coming on to a teacher with the prospects of anal sex?"
"Will I get spanked?" she purred.
"I'll have to compile a list of your infractions, Miss Swan," I replied. "Tomorrow will be your meeting with Principal Masen. Make sure you're on time."
"Yes, sir," she smiled. "What time?"
"Three in the afternoon," I chuckled. "You better be in your uniform and that it's up to code. If not, that will be added to your punishment."
"I want to make sure I have the right uniform," she said, twining her fingers in my hair. "I don't want to be punished any more than necessary."
"White shirt and plaid skirt, Miss Swan. And don't forget about the required hairstyle," I said as I parted her hair, gathering it into two pigtails.
"Okay," she said, giving me a slow, sexy smile. "I may have to go shopping to make sure that I have the right uniform."
"I'll get it for you if you don't, Miss Swan," I said as I leaned forward, kissing her neck.
"Mr. Masen," came the disembodied voice of the driver. "We're here."
"Thank you," I replied, pressing the intercom button.
"I think my punishment tomorrow will be well-deserved," she said excitedly, swiveling her hips over my arousal. "I've been a bad, bad girl."
"That you have, Miss Swan," I chuckled darkly, moving her off my lap as the car stopped outside of the hotel. We got out and checked into the hotel. It was nearly eight-thirty by the time we got settled into our room and we decided that we'd just order some room service and relax. Bella crashed after eating dinner. I undressed her, wrapping her up in the blankets before making arrangements for her to go the spa for some girly pampering. While she was getting pampered, I'd go out and purchase her 'uniform' for our little game. After the arrangements were made, I stripped out of my own clothes and curled around my girl, holding her to my chest.
The next morning, I woke Bella up with kisses. She stretched against me like a cat. However, she quickly realized that she was nearly naked, wearing just her panties. "You need to get ready, dolcezza," I purred. "You have an appointment in the spa for some rest and relaxation."
"When was this arranged?" she asked, her voice thick from sleep.
"Last night, after you crashed," I snickered. "You were sitting at the table, propped up with your hand and snoring lightly. I'm surprised you didn't fall into your dinner."
She smacked my chest and glowered at me. "Ass," she said dryly. "You just saw it as an opportunity to take off my clothes."
"Bella, I can do that with you fully awake," I said, wrapping my arms around her body. "Anyhow, you have a treat with a manicure, pedicure, facial, waxing and massage."
"Wow," she breathed. "Edward, you didn't have to do that for me…"
"I know. I wanted to," I said. "Besides, the money from my trust is gathering dust. I desperately want to spoil you, Bella. You deserve it and I fully intend on doing it forever."
"I'll agree to that if you let me spoil you, too," she smirked. Her hand reached between us and she cupped my semi-hard penis with her hand.
"Not right now, baby," I said as I kissed her nose. "You've got a half hour before you have to go and you and I both know that if we start, it'll be much longer than a half hour before we're done."
"Poo," she pouted. "I want you, Edward."
"You'll get me. After your trip to the spa," I snorted. "Your outfit will be delivered to the spa, Bella. You will need to be up here, dressed in your uniform to meet with Principal Masen at three sharp."
"Yes, sir," she smiled widely. With one more kiss to my lips, she hopped up and went to shower. I sat up, watching her gracefully move around the suite that I had rented for the week. Her body was lithe and sexy. She was obviously very comfortable being around me in the nude since she was prancing around, naked as the day she was born. "I'll see you later, Edward. Thank you for arranging time at the spa for me. I wish you could have joined me."
"I've got some errands to run, plus if we spend every moment together, you'll get sick of me and dump my pale-white ass," I said, half-teasing.
"Never," she said as she crawled back up the bed, straddling my legs. "I love you, Edward and I don't ever want be away from you."
"I love you, too, dolcezza," I murmured. I kissed her lips and sent her on her way to the spa. I showered quickly and headed down to the lobby. I slipped on a pair of sunglasses since I was starting to be recognized by the public. Carlisle said that the studio released the publicity photos and the website for the Midnight Dawn Saga went live with our information. I was getting second billing to my girl for the movie.
The rest of the publicity photos were released with Emmett's new 'co-star,' Tanya Sully's, face being photoshopped onto Rosalie's body. As we were waiting for the sets to be built at the Seattle studio, Tanya and the rest of the 'vampires' were doing some reshoots to incorporate the newest member of the family into the mix. Upon Bella and my return from Chicago, we'd reshoot our scenes with the new 'Katherine.'
As I walked to a nearby Nordstrom department store, I was thinking about the early take on Tanya. She seemed nice and genuine. She met with Uncle Carlisle and she charmed him easily. The rest of us met her via Skype. She was excited to work with Bella. It appeared that Tanya was a bit star-struck and that humbled my girl.
In the department store, I picked up a short plaid skirt, white shirt, black bra and panties. Thankfully, I purchased them in separate departments or I'd be looked at as a perv. Hell, I was a perv. My girl and I were going to act out a school girl/teacher scene. It excited to me to no end. I mean, am I some sort of sexual deviant? Is she?
I sighed heavily, sitting down on a bench near the jewelry counter. As I sat there, I clutched my bags filled with Bella's costume. An elderly woman scuttled from behind the counter and sat down next to me. "You look troubled, son," she said. "Everything okay?"
"I'm fine," I replied. "Just thinking."
"Girl trouble?" she snickered.
"No. Actually, for the first time, I'm in love and I couldn't be happier," I said, smiling crookedly. "It's just the relationship is very new and we're learning stuff about each other as a couple. Additionally, we were great friends prior to getting together as a couple and I'm still coming to grips with that, too."
"My husband and I were friends, too," she said softly, idly rubbing her wedding band. "Unfortunately, Richard died two years ago from a massive stroke. We were married for over fifty years and I was so lucky to be married to my best friend."
"I'm sorry for your loss," I frowned.
"Thank you, sweetie," she said, giving me a sad smile while she patted my hand. "It took me a great deal of time to pull myself together but my granddaughter, the manager here at the store, suggested I work a few hours a week to meet people and keep my mind sharp. I fell in love with the jewelry counter because I adore my sparkles." She wiggled her arthritic fingers that were filled with rings. "Maybe your girl would like some sparkle?"
"What did you have in mind? What's your name?" I asked.
"Oh," she laughed, pulling her nametag from her pocket. "Shelly. Shelly Cope."
"Edward Masen," I said, holding out my hand. I smoothly kissed her knuckles, earning a girlish titter from Shelly.
"Okay, you smooth talker," Shelly snickered. "Let's find your girl some sparkle. Though, she found a gem in you, Edward."
"She's my treasure, Shelly," I said wistfully as we walked to the jewelry counter.
"Hmmm," she mumbled thoughtfully. "I know just the thing. Come!" She moved as quickly as she could to the opposite end of the counter. "This just came in last week and it's been very popular." She opened a folder and placed diamond bracelet onto it. It was white gold with an infinity pattern, twisting delicately on the folder. "The diamonds are very good. A lot of sparkle. And you know what? Diamonds are forever."
"They are," I laughed lightly. "How much?"
"$4,695," she answered, wrinkling her nose. "It's expensive…"
"I don't care. I'll take it," I said as I reached into my pocket to grab my wallet. Shelly eagerly rang me up and wrapped up the bracelet for Bella. I decided to give it to her before we left Chicago and headed to Seattle. With one more goodbye, I left the store, walking briskly back to the hotel.
Before going up to the room, I dropped off Bella's 'uniform' to the spa. The tip I left the attendant ensured her confidence to deliver the bags to Bella's locker. Then, I went up to our suite and rearranged it into a mock office of a principal. Shortly before three, I changed into a black suit, white shirt, red tie and a pair of tortoise shell glasses. Grabbing my script from the movie, I sat down behind the desk and read the scenes that we had yet filmed. I made notes of what my character had gone through. Additionally, I worked through each of the emotions 'Daniel' would be feeling with each line, comment, look and interaction with the various characters.
I could hear the door open and I gulped, putting on glasses. Bella's footfalls filled the suite. With each step closer to where I was seated, my cock became harder and harder while my breathing was becoming much more erratic. Timidly, she knocked on the door. "Principal Masen?" she asked meekly. "You wanted to see me?"
"Yes, Miss Swan," I said. "Come on, please."
She poked her head into the office and I nearly fell out of my chair. Her hair was braided into two braids, hanging over her shoulders. Her shirt was not buttoned by tied just below her breasts with the black bra on full display. The skirt barely covered her ass. As an added bonus, Bella added a pair of black thigh highs with a pair of Mary Jane shoes. She walked toward the desk, stopping just short and playing with her hair. "Principal Masen, whatever I did, I promise I'll never do it again," she replied, her brown eyes bearing into mine. "Am I in a lot of trouble?"
"What do you think, Miss Swan?" I asked, arching my brow over my frames.
She bit her lip and walked to my side of the desk, sitting on the edge. She spread her legs, looking at me through her lashes. "What can I do to get out of my punishment? I'll get grounded if I get another detention, Principal Masen. It was just one little cigarette and I didn't even inhale."
"The rules are clear, Miss Swan. No smoking on school grounds," I said sternly, shifting to move closer to her. "Now, I can be persuaded to change your punishment so you don't have to serve a detention." My fingers moved to her legs, grazing over her knee. "I wouldn't want you to get grounded."
"Oh, please, Principal Masen. What can I do?" she asked, leaning forward and spreading her legs further apart.
I smiled wickedly, staring at my girl as she played this innocent role so perfectly. "Have you ever sucked cock, Miss Swan?"
She blushed and dropped her gaze to my tie. "Once, Principal Masen. At the football game, during the halftime show. Johnny said that I was too 'good' to give him a blow job and so I proved him wrong," she murmured. Her nose wrinkled. "It tasted weird."
"What?"
"The stuff that spurted out," she shuddered. Giggling, she looked up at me. "Do you want me to suck your cock?"
"I don't want to push you into something that is not comfortable, Miss Swan," I said as I sat back.
"Well, you're different from Johnny. He's a gross, icky boy. You? You're all man."
"Explain that, Miss Swan," I said.
"Johnny smelled funny and wasn't very well, um, groomed," she blushed. "But, you? You always smell nice and I can tell that you take care of yourself. Maybe if I suck your cock, I might be persuaded to think that it's not so gross. If I do, will I get out of my punishment?"
"Depends on how good you are at sucking cock," I purred.
She twirled the ends of her braids and bit her lip. "Okay. I'll do it," she whispered. Lithely, she hopped off the desk and pushed my chair back. "Do you want me to just give you head or do you want more?"
"Well, Miss Swan, I am turned on by you, seeing you in your uniform but I'd love to feel your lips against mine," I said as grinned at her. "Has a boy ever kissed you?"
"No. It's kind of funny. I've given Johnny a blow job but I've never been kissed. Will you be my first kiss, Principal Masen?" she asked, a warm blush caressing her cheeks.
"I'd be honored, Miss Swan," I said as I cupped her face. Her eyelids fluttered shut and she puckered her lips. I chuckled lightly, pressing my mouth to hers. She moaned lowly, gripping my knees. Pulling back, I stroked her cheeks. "Well?"
"Hmmm, more," she cooed. Her eyes were still shut and I eagerly obliged her cryptic request for more. Her pillow soft lips were moving fervently with mine. I glided my tongue along her lips and she opened her mouth instinctively. Sliding my tongue between her teeth, I darted my tongue with hers. Nibbling on her lower lip, I sat back and smirked. "Principal Masen, you are an amazing kisser."
"So are you, Miss Swan," I said as tugged on her braids. "Better than any woman I've ever kissed."
"Really?" she asked as she slid her hands up to my waistband. I nodded. "Wow. Thank you, Principal Masen."
"Now, Miss Swan, we've kissed and you're about to suck my cock. You can call me Edward," I said.
"Kay, um, Edward," she giggled as she released my zipper. "Can you call me Izzy? Miss Swan sounds so formal." I wrinkled my nose. "You don't like that? All of my friends call me Izzy."
"I hope I'm more than just a friend, Miss Swan," I said. "I'd like to be your lover. How about Isabella?"
"Oooh! My name sounds so sexy coming from your mouth," she squealed. "Say it again."
"Isabella," I sang, kissing her lips soundly. I took her hand and put it on my rock hard cock. She gasped. "Don't be afraid, little girl."
"I'm not," she said as she reached to my waistband of my dress pants, sliding them down my legs. "You're just big." She looked at my crotch, her eyes widening at the twitching hardness in front of her. "Where is your underwear?"
"I hate 'em," I smirked.
She looked up at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Easy access, then," she giggled before placing a tentative kiss on the head of my erection. My hips bucked at the feeling of her mouth on me. "Eager?"
"Very much, Isabella," I whispered. "The mere thought of my cock between your pink lips is so arousing to me. Plus, I hope I'm better looking and better tasting than Johnny."
"Definitely better looking," she answered, running her fingers along the length of my penis. I groaned, slumping on the chair. Her tongue swirled along the slit of my cock, gathering the pre-cum that had gathered there. "And better tasting." She looked up at me through her lashes before wrapping her mouth around my throbbing dick. It was encased in her wet, hot mouth and moaned loudly. Her right hand was holding the base of my arousal while her other hand was moving closer and closer to my balls. Slowly, she moved her head up and down, taking me deeper inside of her mouth.
"Oh, Isabella," I croaked out. "Your mouth around my cock is positively sinful." She hummed appreciatively and increased the speed of her bobbing. My hand moved to her head, to guide her ministrations on my cock. Bella's fingers rolled my balls expertly, breaking character. She looked up at me and her eyes were black with pure desire. Releasing my cock, she pumped it with her hand as she sucked my balls into her mouth. "Fuck!"
"Such a potty mouth, Principal Masen," she giggled as she idly kissed up the length of my arousal, nipping lightly at my turgid flesh.
"It's because you're doing amazing things to my body, Isabella," I said, staring down at her. "With each kiss and nibble, my body is burning for you."
"Doing this for you is causing things in me, too," she said quietly, blushing a deep red. Her hand was pumping my arousal. She bit her lip as she did so.
"Like what?" I asked, knowing full well that she was probably very wet. The musky smell of her own arousal was permeating the room with its sweet aroma.
"Um, I feel sticky between my legs," she said, feigning embarrassment.
"That's a good thing, Miss Swan," I replied. "It means you're turned on, little girl. If I wanted to fuck you, I could just slide in."
"I'm a virgin, Principal Masen," she squeaked, tightening her hold on my body.
"I promise I won't hurt you, Isabella," I said softly, looking at her eyes tenderly. I stopped her hand and guided her back onto the desk. "You have a choice. We can stop…"
"No," she said, staring into my eyes. "I want this. I want you." With shaking hands, she reached to her blouse to unbutton it. I stopped her and did it for her, dropping the white blouse onto the desk. Her bra cupped her pert breasts, leaving little to the imagination. Seeing her chest heave with excitement caused my dick to harden and twitch.
"You're so beautiful, Isabella."
"So are you, Principal Masen," she crooned. "But, it seems only fair for us to be on fair ground. I'm topless. You should be, too."
"Technically, you're not topless," I said, indicated to her bra.
"I'll take it off when you are on equal footing," she said, arching a brow and challenging me.
"Little girl, don't push me," I said sternly. "I don't want to add more to your punishment."
"Like what?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Turning your ass a bright pink with my hand," I said as I stood up, tucking my cock back into my pants. "Insolence will not be tolerated in my school."
Her eyes dropped to my chest and she hung her head. "I'm sorry, Principal Masen. I didn't mean…"
I scooped her off the desk and flung her over my shoulders. She squeaked, wrapping her arms around my waist. I put her down on the couch and sat down next to her. "Lay across my lap, Isabella."
"Why?" she asked.
"Punishment for your insolence," I said as I removed my tie. I gathered her hands in my own, tying them together with my red tie. She hesitantly lay across my lap, her ass begging to be spanked. "Now, Isabella. I will give you ten spankings for your indiscretion with the cigarette and ten more for the rudeness. When I'm done, I will have you. I want to you feel your tight pussy surrounding my cock."
"Yes, sir," she said quietly, wiggling on my lap to look at me. I flipped up her skirt and saw her miniscule thong.
"Very nice, Miss Swan," I purred, rubbing my hand on her smooth skin. "But, these need to come off." I pulled them off her sexy body, dropping them to her ankles. I trailed my fingers along her pale, alabaster flesh, stopping at the apex of her thighs. She was absolutely drenched. "You really are so very wet, Isabella."
"Sucking your cock made me that way," she said.
"Hmmm, excellent," I said as I swirled my fingers in her arousal. "But, before you get your reward for sucking my cock so wonderfully, I need to punish you for your disrespect. Twenty slaps on your ass. Count them off." I smacked her right ass cheek, smirking lightly as her behind jiggled.
"One!" she squeaked.
I alternated slapping her ass and the tops of her thighs. Her skin was a warm pink. I didn't hit her hard, just enough to cause a slight sting in her skin. I also didn't hit any spot twice. I was painfully hard as I smacked her only because I could feel how aroused this was making her. My hand was glistening from her arousal that was spilling onto her thighs and ass cheeks.
"TWENTY!" she yelled as I finished my punishment of her. I picked her up and straddled her on my waist. Her core was hovering over my proudly erect dick, begging for some sort of release. Her arms were still bound with my tie and she was breathing heavily. "Did I do well, Principal Masen?"
"You did exceptionally well, little girl," I said as I cupped her neck, bringing her down to kiss me. I released my cock from its prison and it grazed Bella's entrance.
"Oh," she moaned. "Are we?"
"Yes, Isabella. I want to make love to you," I said as I coated my cock with her very abundant arousal.
"Make love?" she asked.
"It's your first time, little girl. I don't want to fuck you. Not yet," I said as I kissed her tenderly. Grasping my erection, I placed it at her entrance.
"Will you eventually fuck me?" she asked, her voice dropping to a husky growl.
"Oh, I will, Isabella. Right on my desk and all of the staff and students will hear the pleasure I will give you," I snarled. I eased my cock between her dripping folds.
"Oh, Principal Masen," she hissed. "Never…NEVER have felt like this."
"You had your first kiss and your first time in the same moment, Miss Swan," I said as guided her up and down my shaft.
"I'm glad it's you, Principal Masen," she purred. "I've had a crush on you forever. You're pretty hot."
"Pretty hot?" I quipped as ran my hands up and down her warmed ass.
"Very hot," she said as she wiggled over my body. "I touched myself imagining it was you. My fantasy of you gave me plenty of orgasms with your cock, fingers and tongue."
"Where were my fingers, Isabella?" I asked, coating them with her wetness. I cannot believe how fucking turned on she is with this.
"In my pussy," she blushed as she rolled her hips.
"How about here?" I questioned, swirling my finger by her asshole. She gasped and tangled her bound hands into my hair. "I'll take the response as 'no.' Can I touch you there? You'll feel so good, Isabella."
"Please? Please?" she begged.
"Relax, little girl," I said as I stopped her bouncing. She stared at me and eased the fingertip of my middle finger into her puckered hole. She was so tight, hugging my finger. Her pussy was gushing out arousal. My suit pants were definitely beyond all repair. "Move, baby."
"Fuck," she groaned as she began sliding up and down my dick. "I'm so close, Principal Masen."
With my unused hand, I smacked her thigh. "Edward, little girl," I smirked. "We're having sex and I'm fucking your asshole with my finger."
"Oh shit!" she squeaked as a new wave of arousal dripped down my arousal. Her mouth crashed against mine. She ground against me, taking me so deep inside of her body. My finger was now inside of her ass to the second knuckle. "I want to come so badly, Edward. I want to coat with my juices."
"You already are, baby," I mumbled against her mouth. I grabbed her bra covered breast, growling slightly that she was still wearing the sexy garment. I lifted the cups and pushed her back, wrapping my lips around her nipple. My hips were moving erratically.
Bella pulled on my hair painfully as her muscles in her pussy were clenching around my erection. "Oh, GOD! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she screamed as her orgasm ripped through her like a lightning bolt, drenching both of us easily. It was so many different sensations for me that I came at the exact time as her, spilling inside of her tight little body with my own animalistic grunt. She slumped against my body exhaustedly, kissing my neck.
Now, keep in mind, I'm still fully dressed.
"Wow," she crooned.
"Was that too much, dolcezza?" I asked, breaking my character.
"Did you not just feel the power of our combined orgasms?" she giggled, biting down on my ear. "Sorry about your suit, baby."
"I'd do it again if it meant I got to feel you come around my cock," I smiled against her sweaty neck. "This is an old suit, anyway. It was due for the Goodwill box years ago."
"Now, it's going in the garbage. Covered in pussy juice, semen, sweat and our combined loving," she laughed. She leaned back and held up her still bound hands. "Release me?"
I pulled on my tie and freed her hands. Once I did, she grabbed my face and kissed me silly. "I love you! I love you so much, Edward! Love! Love! Love!" she squealed. I laughed and held her tightly. "This was fun. Really fun."
"It was," I smirked. "Though, I didn't like the spanking part."
"Oh, I did," she said, her eyes darkening. "It didn't hurt. It was more of a turn on. Really, Edward, did you NOT feel how drenched my pussy was for you?"
"I did, but I was raised never to hit a woman," I sighed.
"Are you punching me? No, baby. I know you love me. I know you'd never hurt me," she said softly. "Now, I don't know about you, but I'd like a shower and there's a massively huge Jacuzzi tub in there. Naked fun time?"
"We just had naked fun time," I quipped.
"Uh, baby…we're both still sort of dressed. Well, me definitely sort of dressed. You? You're still fully clothed. Naked fun time," she said, sliding off my softening penis. She stripped off the rest of her clothes, sashaying to the bathroom. "Coming?"
"In more ways than two, dolcezza," I replied, sweeping her onto my shoulder to have naked fun time in the bathroom.
A/N: Yeah, these two are kinky. Ain't gonna lie. They both love each other immensely but will have more fun with sex than my other characters. I do want to apologize. My life has taken a turn in Crazyville. I've had very little time to write, let alone breathe! Plus, I've been struggling with writer's block for a good chunk of time. This update was supposed to be up three days ago, but my lack of time has definitely hindered that…please be patient with me as I'm trying to make sure that I'm still posting quality updates but not at the usual speed I do so. Anyhow, pictures for this chapter are on my blog. (Some of which are NSFW). The link to my blog is in my profile. Additionally, you capture extra teasers on my Facebook page: Tufano79's Twilight Fanfiction Appreciation or on my twitter: tufano79. As always, leave me some! *I need the positive reinforcement*