I know, I know, I'm really late (really, really, really late) in posting this chapter. This chapter did not want to be written. It was evasive and elusive and, in general, a pain in the ass. It's not my favorite. I am also never again telling anyone, I'm updating on (insert date/time). Every single time I do, I never hit that deadline. Sorry guys, if you ask I'll probably tell you "soon" or "I'm days away from being ready."
I love my betas, A Letter To No One and darlingsaila, they are fantastic and wonderful and awesome. I wish real life meant we were paid to write and beta fanfic, it would make things so much easier! I can't say enough fabulous things about them because they are the ones who made this chapter readable. Srsly.
(Side note to my bestie who very recently found out about this story, A - if you read this and tell ANYONE, I will show up on your doorstep ready to kick your ass. Love you!)
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"Edward, what is this?" I called to him from the kitchen, staring at my keys. He walked out from his bedroom, smiling innocently at me.
"What's what, baby?"
"That," I stated and pointed with a spatula at the offending object lying on the breakfast bar. "That foreign object which wasn't on my key ring the last time I checked."
He glanced at it, grinning widely. "I think that's what people call a 'key,' love."
"Very astute for a jock. Where did it come from, and what does it go to, Edward?"
"Hmm, that is a mystery. It sort of looks like the one I have for my door. Let's try it." Picking up my keys, Edward walked out of his door and I heard the lock slide into place and then back again before he re-entered. "Yep, it's definitely to get in and out of this apartment." After placing the keys back by my purse, he made his way into the kitchen, wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed my cheek.
"And why exactly do I need a key to your apartment?"
"Because I have to leave town for the game on Saturday. I need someone to water my plants."
"You don't have any plants, Edward."
He sighed. "I want you here, even though I won't be."
"It's Wednesday, and I'll see you Friday after the girls and I drive up to Dallas. I hardly think I need to hang out in your apartment by myself."
He rested his head on the top of mine. "I know, but I like the idea of you being here, even if I'm not. No offense, but my place is more secure than yours. Plus, I like the idea of you sleeping in my bed, you know it's more comfortable than the one at your sorority house."
He did have a point. His cushy, pillow top, queen-sized bed, with the added bonus of Edward-scent, versus my twin with metal springs poking into my back. Not really a hard decision. "Okay, you win. I'll stay here. Your bed is more comfortable than mine."
He kissed my cheek. "Thank you, Bella. Are you making me breakfast before I have to leave for Dallas? Because that might just make you the best girlfriend on the planet."
I did my best to not let him distract me with the soft brushes of his lips against my neck. "I'm already the best girlfriend on the planet for putting up with your shit," I grumbled.
"That you are, my love," he whispered against my ear, and I couldn't hold back the shiver trailing through me.
His hands moved across my body as he pulled my back tightly against his chest. One snaked up his shirt that I was wearing and cupped my breast, kneading gently. My nipples were instantly hard and my thighs clenched with desire. The other hand slipped beneath the edge of my cotton panties, fingertips brushing just above where I wanted them, needed them to be. I let out a moaned plea and his middle finger inched out to circle my throbbing bundle of nerves, just once.
"Oh, God, Edward!" I cried, pressing my head back against him.
For a moment, the hand on my breast was gone and I heard myself whimper brokenly. Edward reached behind him and flipped the knob on the stove, turning it off. Then his fingers returned, rolling my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. My hands shot out, grasping at the breakfast bar in front of me, the spatula clattering to the floor.
I panted and my knees shook as Edward continued his assault on me. He found my slick folds and teased me mercilessly, rubbing tenderly and every so often dipping inside me. I felt the delicious tension building inside me swiftly and knew he could tell by my increasing wetness and the way my pussy clamped onto him when his fingers slid into me.
I could hear my breathless moans and sighs, and just when my vision started to blur, I found myself being spun and lifted onto the breakfast bar I had been gripping for dear life. My panties fell to the floor as Edward knelt between my legs, grabbing my hips to yank me to him. Then all I knew was his tongue, flat and pressed hard on my clit, and his fingers pumping into me.
My hands gripped his hair as I yelled out his name. I couldn't look away from the sight of him, nestled so intimately between my thighs, his green eyes staring deeply into mine. I felt my entire being tremble from the intensity of the orgasm building. Suddenly, his mouth shifted and his lips curled to suck at my clit while his tongue traced circles. I felt him reach deep inside me, caressing against that special spot, and I shattered, coming and screaming and clamping around his fingers.
Somehow, Edward found a way to slip his tongue into me and move his fingers up to tenderly massage my clit, milking my orgasm as much as possible. By the time the waves of ecstasy slowly stop rolling through me, I was a moaning, writhing, hot mess, completely at Edward's mercy.
He moved up my body, licking his lips and smiling contentedly. "Thanks, baby. Delicious breakfast." He chuckled, and after wiping his hand across his mouth, kissed the edge of my jaw.
Even though I still hadn't quite caught my breath again, I grabbed his arm when he started to make his way back out of the kitchen. "Where the hell do you think you're going? I'm not done with you yet."
Edward gave me a quizzical stare and I returned it with my best imitation of his smirk. In what I hoped was a sensual move, I slid off the counter and down onto my knees, directly in front of Edward. Swiftly unbuttoning his shorts, I pulled out his cock. He hissed when my hand wrapped around his shaft, stroking softly.
I looked up at him and lightly kissed the head, running the point of my tongue along the slit found there. He loudly groaned and his ands moved into my hair, fisting as tightly as he dared to without hurting me.
I hummed against his tip, evoking a guttural cry from Edward, and parted my lips to slowly draw his cock into my mouth. I kept my tongue flat, massaging the underside as I sucked and shifted my head up and down him.
"Oh, shit! Bella!" Edward shouted and I continued my ministrations, easing him deep into my mouth to touch the back of my throat. It didn't take long to drive Edward into a frenzy, and soon enough, his legs were shaking with the effort of holding back from thrusting wildly into my mouth.
His words spurred me on, and the feral, uncontrolled noises escaping him made me wet all over again. Finally, I relaxed my throat as much as I could and deep throated his cock until my nose brushed his pelvis.
"Fuck, yes, baby! I'm coming, shit, I'm coming so fucking hard," he moaned, as I felt and tasted his seed in the back of my throat.
After Edward left with the rest of the team to head up to Dallas late Wednesday morning, the rest of the day sucked. Nothing in particular happened, but knowing I wouldn't see Edward for almost three days made the day drag. By the time I made it back to my house for dinner, I was anxious for anything to distract me. Thankfully, I could always count on some of my crazier sisters to entertain me with stories of what had been going on while I'd been living in Edwardland.
Once dinner was finished, I packed a new bag to get me through the next few days until Rose, Alice and I headed up to Dallas for the University of Oklahoma game. As one of two major rivalries at Texas, OU Weekend was a rite of passage. Everyone would drive up for the weekend, go to the game, and spend the rest of the weekend either getting trashed celebrating the win or morning the loss. It was my first time making the trip and I hoped, for both Edward's and my sake, we would be celebrating the win.
I tossed and turned for about an hour before sending Edward a text to see if he was still awake. He called me in return, and I finally fell asleep listening to his voice and deep, even breathing.
Thursday was just as slow and torturous, and I went straight back to Edward's apartment when my classes were finished. I collapsed on his bed, pressing my face into his pillow, deeply inhaling Edward's yummy scent. After a few moments, I sighed heavily and forced myself to get up again. I studied for a couple hours and then cooked myself dinner, waiting for Edward to call.
This time when he called, I simply curled up in bed and we talked for quite a while about our days and how things were going in practice. I was a little snippy given that I was used to seeing Edward on a daily basis, which also typically meant he would get me off in some form or fashion at least once a day.
"Baby, you sound a little frustrated," he said, his warm, velvet voice washing over me. I was so turned on just from that, I had to bite his pillow to keep from groaning out loud.
"Sorry, sweetheart. I just miss you, so much."
He laughed softly, "I miss you, too, love. That wasn't the kind of frustrated I meant. I mean you sound sexually frustrated. Are you wet thinking about me and hearing my voice? Because I'm so fucking hard thinking about you lying in my bed, touching yourself."
I moaned, suddenly breathless. My hand crept down between my legs of its own volition. I shuddered and whimpered as Edward continued to croon sweet and dirty words in my ear while I slowly stroked myself. I answered with my own naughty, whispered responses and was rewarded with Edward's sounds of pleasure. Slowly, we climaxed together, both of us savoring the moment.
Eventually, I fell asleep with Edward humming my lullaby over the phone.
Finally, Friday arrived and I couldn't wait to leave for Dallas. Not only would traffic be atrocious, but the only reason we hadn't left last night was because of my sadistic Anthropology professor, who was giving a midterm today. She was either completely oblivious to what the weekend held, or, more likely, was simply being cruel and forcing students to show up or risk failing the class.
Luckily I was able to complete the test quickly, having been able to study without being distracted by a certain sexy football player. I practically ran from the room after turning in my exam. I called Alice and skipped waiting for the bus, instead opting to walk to Edward's apartment. I made it in record time, gathering my bag and changing clothes swiftly. Rose texted me to let me know they were outside waiting, and I headed down. I stopped short at the sight of a white Cadillac Escalade idling out front with Rose behind the wheel.
Both of the girls laughed as Alice rolled down the window. "Get in! We've waited long enough for your ass," Rose called.
I threw my bag into the very back of the car and then climbed into the backseat. "Who owns this car?"
"Emmett," Rose answered smugly. "He said he wanted us riding in style and comfort."
I snorted derisively, but found myself stretching out across the soft leather seat. I couldn't deny that it was comfortable.
Once on the crowded highway, I sent Edward a short message that we were finally on our way. My phone beeped immediately.
That's great, love. How was your test? – E
I smiled, loving that he remembered I even had one, and wanted to know how it went.
It was fine. Pretty sure I aced it. Can't wait to see you! –B
My phone beeped again and I switched it to vibrate so it wouldn't bother Alice and Rose. I was still trying to keep up my end of the conversation with them while texting with Edward.
Can't wait to see you either, baby. Can't wait to fuck you senseless, too. – E
My eyes widened as I read his words and I shifted in my seat as I found myself aching for him.
So mean, getting me all wet for you. I still have hours to go before I get there… ;) – B
Two could play at this game, as I'd learned last night.
Good thing I'm in shape to be able to give it to you for hours. I have plans for your sweet ass when you get here. – E
Such a tease! Don't I even get a hint? You make things so hard. Oops, that's what I do, isn't it? :p – B
It was a few minutes before I heard back from him and I chatted with the girls more as we made our way out of Austin.
You always have me hard for you. Here's your hint, I'm going to make you come over and over and over… – E
My eyes widened as I took in his message. I swallowed loudly and decided to put my phone away for a while or risk taking things into my own hands, literally, here in the backseat.
After our first pit stop about two hours into the drive, I pulled my phone back out to see another text from Edward.
Fingering... –E
I bit my lip to keep from moaning aloud.
*moans* Fighting to keep my own from taking a trip down under. – B
I hastily jumped into the argument Rose and Alice were having over whose iPod we were going to listen to now that we had lost reception of all the good radio stations. As much as I was enjoying sexting, I really was turned on and throbbing uncomfortably at this point. Normally, the drive to Dallas was, at most, three hours, but with the traffic today, it looked like we still had another three hours to go.
Once I calmed down enough, and sided with Rose for music – there was no way I was listening to Alice's Top 40 pop crap – I read his response.
*growls* Fuck, I'm so hard thinking about you like that. – E
Tonguing... – E
My eyes rolled back imagining him between my thighs, his tongue doing unspeakably dirty things to me. I practically orgasmed right then and there, from reading that one little word.
*on knees, begging* Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! – B
My body trembled with need. Thankfully, we made another pit stop and I could get out and try to calm down. I bought a Coke before climbing back into the car with the girls, letting the cold drink help cool me. I needed a distraction. I thought about trying to nap, but I also knew that if I was even able to fall asleep, I would dream of Edward doing dirty things to me. I was notorious for talking in my sleep, and I cringed thinking of what would likely come out of my mouth.
Luckily for me, Alice provided an excellent distraction.
"So, I know it's slightly out of our way, but we have to swing by the Galleria before we head to the hotel. It's our only chance to get in a little shopping this weekend."
"What?" I choked out. "Have you lost your mind? The Galleria is nowhere near the hotel and it would be hours before we got out of there. No fucking way!"
"Bella is right. Not happening. I've been away from Emmett for too long to make that kind of a side trip," Rose agreed.
"But, you guys, this is my one trip to Dallas a year! I must go shopping at the Galleria. Must."
"Absolutely not, Ali. I'm not going to be that close to Edward and just keep driving to go to a flipping mall."
"It is not a mall, Bella. It's the Galleria," Alice said in an exasperated manner.
"Don't care. If you want to go shopping, drop me at the hotel first. I'm not going."
"Ditto," Rose added.
"But you have to; it's not fun shopping without my girls!" Alice whined.
"How can you not want to see Jasper? What is wrong with you?" I asked.
"Oh, I want to see Jazz, but I know I'll get to see him, and I won't get the chance to go shopping at the Galleria again until next year. I can hold out a few more hours."
"Well, I can't. How about if we go shopping, with the boys, before we leave Dallas on Sunday? We all know traffic will be horrendous, no matter what time we leave," I offered.
"And we get to listen to my iPod for the rest of the trip."
"Fucking evil pixie," Rose muttered. "Fine, if that's what it takes to get you to stop whining for the rest of the trip."
Alice gloated and switched out iPods, and I resisted checking my texts. Instead, I occupied the rest of the drive by talking to Rose about her plans for after graduation and with Alice about how things were going with Jasper. They both asked about Edward and the dinner with the reps. Rosalie shared that she and Emmett had been courted by a couple agents and was appalled they had treated me that way. I told her I thought it was because no one would dare mess with her, she was too much of a 'don't fuck with me' kind of girl.
When we reached the outskirts of Dallas, I finally took my cell back out of my purse to check my messages.
*groans loudly* Shit, I almost came reading your last text. Don't you worry, baby. I'll take such good care of you. – E
I plan to fuck you until you come twice. I won't stop until you do. – E
Evil, evil, evil boy! I couldn't believe how hot and bothered I was just from a few texts. God, if we didn't get there soon, I was going to scream in frustration. I was jumping Edward as soon as I laid eyes on him. I didn't care where I was or who would see me ravishing my boyfriend. All I knew was that I needed him in the worst way.
I bounced my knee in anticipation as Rose wound the car through the streets, at long last reaching the hotel. One glance at the other girls and I knew we would be valeting the car. It seemed I wasn't the only one in the car who was keyed up to see their man.
We unloaded the car quickly and Rose tossed the key to the valet. We spotted the elevators and made our way toward them. Alice squealed and threw herself at Jasper when she saw him in the lobby. Rose and I continued to the elevator and I tapped my foot impatiently as we waited for it. Once inside, we pushed the buttons for our requisite floors.
Rose called out a quick good bye as she exited, leaving me alone for the rest of the ride. I nearly leaped out of the car when the doors opened and I swiftly headed for Edward's room. I'd memorized the room number when he'd given it to me, and now found myself knocking on his door. I hadn't sent him a text back, so he still didn't know that I had arrived at the hotel.
"Who is it?" he barked irritably.
I giggled quietly. "Room service," I playfully called out.
I heard his agitated footsteps and grumbled curses as he approached the door. He began disagreeing before it was fully open. "I didn't order any damn room service!"
With Edward now able to see me, I smirked at him. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I'll go, then."
With a feral groan, he grabbed around my waist and pulled me flush against his body, kissing me soundly. I lifted my arms around his neck, and wrapped my legs around his waist, as I kissed him back. I heard the door slam shut and then felt my back being pressed to it. I moaned loudly into his mouth when I felt his hands caressing the outsides of my thighs, hiking my skirt up.
He ground his cock against my pussy, causing me to cry out. My hands fisted in his hair as I tilted my head to give him access to my neck. Edward kissed and sucked at the skin there, eliciting breathy whimpers from me. I felt one of his hands rubbing the inside of my thigh and I thrust against him, urging him on and desperate for release.
Deftly, his fingers found the scrap of material covering my heated sex and pushed it aside. We both groaned when they delved deep inside me, my wetness dripping all over them. I started trembling in his arms, burying my face into his neck and calling his name as his long digits stroked my pussy. His thumb brushed against my clit and I yelped in pleasure, feeling my body faintly convulsing around his fingers.
"Oh, Bella," he moaned, still pumping his hand into me and massaging my clit thoroughly.
I panted and bucked my hips into him, yelling out as my climax pulsed through me. Edward held me close as I rode the waves of my orgasm. Finally, I laid my head back against the door, breathing heavily. My hands loosened from his hair and came around to cradle his jaw. "Hello, my love," I said breathlessly.
Edward gave a small growl and kissed me, tenderly this time. "Hello, my beautiful girl," he answered as he rested his forehead to mine.
I pressed my lips to his once more. "I missed you and I love you."
He smiled at me. "I missed you and I love you, too." He gently disentangled my legs from around his waist. He moved his mouth to my ear. "That's one. Now for number two."
My eyes rolled back and I let out a ridiculously loud moan as he knelt in front of me. He took the edges of my thong in his hands and ripped it off me. I gasped, but Edward didn't pause. He lifted one leg, then the other, over his shoulders and used one hand to help pin me to the door.
Then his mouth was on me and I all I could do was feel. His tongue licked at my pussy, sliding in along my top wall and back out to come up to circle my clit. I screamed and sobbed and begged as he drove my pleasure to new heights. My body was already sensitive from having come once and it didn't take long to bring me back up to the precipice once more. With one small dip of his tongue into my entrance, I toppled over into ecstasy while Edward continued to lap at me.
My legs slid from his shoulders, trembling as I tried to bear my weight. Edward nipped at my earlobe and I cried out, every nerve in my being hypersensitive. "That's two," he told me in a deep, husky voice. "Now I want to hear those words I've been waiting for." I whimpered, not knowing what he was asking of me. "Tell me, baby. Say what you want me to do and I'll make you come harder than you ever have."
His fingers had lightly begun teasing me between my legs again and I thrashed my head back and forth. "Please, Edward," I begged.
"Please what, love? Tell me," he whispered.
"Fuck me!" I groaned. "I want you to fuck me!"
He let out this guttural noise and, moments later, was prepped and ready for me. His fingers teased me again for a few seconds before he slammed into me. I screamed his name as I came instantly, my body shaking as he held me to the door and gently rocked into my hips as I came down from my high.
I felt completely boneless as I collapsed into his body. "That's three, baby. One more," Edward breathed, straining not to move too much while I recovered.
"Edward, I don't…I don't think I can take anymore," I protested weakly.
He shifted us so that he was holding me with one arm and brought his free hand up to caress my cheek. "My Isabella. Just let me love you."
I sighed softly at the obvious love burning in his eyes and nodded. Still joined together, he lifted me from the door and walked into the bedroom. Delicately laying me across the bed, he kissed me, distracting me from everything else but him. Slowly he began to move inside me once more and I involuntarily arched up to meet him. I allowed my sense of touch to take over everything; concentrating on the soft roughness of his tongue against mine, and the way he filled my body completely. I could feel the softness of my body yielding to mold to the hard steel of his. Every stroke felt amazing, and incredibly, my body began escalating back toward euphoria.
Edward's moans drove me higher; I loved how his hands tightened their hold on me. I reveled in the little ways he displayed his pleasure, knowing I was the source of it all. Finally, my body reached the cusp and I keened out his name as I came so hard my vision blurred in a kaleidoscope of colors and my breath seized.
Edward followed in quick succession, groaning my name loudly. Afterwards he rolled to one side, taking me with him. He kissed me again and whispered "Four," making me giggle helplessly.
Later that evening, after we had ordered room service, I lay in Edward's arms, undeniably sated. Edward was toying with my hair and tapped his other fingers anxiously against the bed. I could tell he was no longer relaxed the way he had been when we were eating dinner.
"Sweetheart, are you worrying about the game?"
He sighed. "A little. I just don't want to screw up, and last week was too close for comfort."
I nodded against his chest. "Is there anything I can do to help?"
I felt, more than heard, his laugh. "No, love. I promise you've relaxed me far more than anyone else would have."
I smiled at that, but still wanted to do something for him. I racked my brain for any ideas, but all that I came up with was taking a bath. That didn't really seem like the kind of thing Edward would really be into. It was too bad we weren't at his place, or I'd ask him to play me something on the piano.
"Oh!" I exclaimed, sitting up. "Throw a shirt on and come with me."
Dressed only in my panties and a tank top, I grabbed my pajama pants and yanked them on. Edward looked at me curiously but did as I asked. I grabbed a key and held out my hand. He took it and I led us out of the room and down to the main lobby.
I knew he was dying to know where I was taking him, but he obligingly kept silent. Smiling triumphantly, I pointed to the piano in an alcove just off the lobby. I'd vaguely registered its presence when I saw Alice run over to Jasper earlier. Edward's grin was infectious as he took in the sight.
We walked over and Edward settled himself on the bench, drawing me into my usual place between his legs. He kissed my cheek and started playing. I had no idea what it was, but it was beautiful and perfect, as always. I grinned up at him when he finished the song, lifting my own hands to the keys.
Staring at them, I stumbled over the first few bars of Heart and Soul, trying my best to do it justice. I'd looked up easy to learn songs online and used YouTube videos to teach myself while Edward was gone. I fumbled a note and Edward nudged me to keep going.
I continued to play as he placed his own hands on the keys around me and began to play along. He added in the more complicated parts and eventually I just laughed and quit playing altogether. He finished the song and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"That was great. When did you learn to play that, beautiful girl?"
I smiled softly. "Oh, two days ago. Very informative YouTube videos. I've been practicing for hours."
He brushed his lips to my cheek again. "You were wonderful, love."
I guffawed. "I was terrible, Edward!"
"You weren't! I think for having only learned this two days ago, you were excellent."
"Yeah, right. Play me my lullaby and stop kissing my ass."
He brought his mouth close to my ear. "I thought you liked it when I kissed things down there."
I elbowed him and he laughed, starting to play my lullaby. As always, I laid my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes, letting the music wash over me. When he finished, he pressed his lips to mine and I lifted my hand to his cheek. "Thank you, Edward."
"Thank you, love. This helped relax me a lot. You always seem to know exactly what I need."
We rose and made our way back up to his room, where we curled up together for the night.
Okay, am I forgiven? I should be considering this chapter was like 70% lemon. And there's more next chapter, which I will do my best to update on schedule. Meaning next week, not later this week. Sorry, real life has not been super kind lately.
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