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Chapter 13
Bow Chicka Sparkle Wow
EPOV
Bella's breath caught in her throat then a determined look came over her face. "I am sick of fighting this Edward. I want you, I want this, I want us." She broke her gaze from mine and looked down towards her lap, beginning to stumble slightly over her words. "That is...well, if...as long as you want it too." Her head rose again, our eyes came in contact with each other. "Oh hell, I hope I didn't just make an ass out of myself. Do you want it too?" she asked hesitantly.
My palm cupped her chin and my thumb tenderly caressed her jaw line. "Bella," I breathed out softly, "you have no idea how much I do," I replied with conviction. I don't know what had brought on her sudden reversal in the just staying friends plan, but I wasn't going to argue. I'd dreamt about Bella Swan since the first day I'd laid eyes on her, all beautiful and feisty when I'd been late to work.
A smile so bright it could light up the darkest cave filled her face. I brought both my hands up to cup the back of her head, closing the small distance between us. I pressed my lips reverently against hers in a languid kiss. Our lips worked together slowly, intimately, taking our time to savor and enjoy the energy that filled us as our mouths mingled. It was one of the most sensual kisses I had ever experienced. I was harder than a rock and we hadn't even used tongue like when she'd all but attacked me moments ago.
Bella pulled back and made a loud sigh of contentment followed by a satisfied hum. "Edward, I need to take this slow ok? Whatever this is, it's special and I want to do this right. And, as awful as it sounds, we need to keep this quiet at the school for now. I don't want to hide my relationship with you. Trust me if, I could I would shout it from the rooftops right now, but I don't think the school is really the place to do that…at least not yet."
I rubbed the tip of my nose against hers affectionately and told her, "Bella, don't worry; I understand. We can take this at whatever pace you need. You have no idea just how happy this makes me. I've been sick of fighting it since I first kissed you."
Bella's grin was eclipsed by her bright, beautiful brown eyes before she responded. "I think I may know how happy this makes you; it's the same for me." She rested her head on my shoulder and I wrapped my arms around her, bringing her as close to me as possible. We sat wrapped in our cocoon of happiness for a few minutes until Bella jolted upright and exclaimed. "Oh shit, the sauce!" We both laughed as I pulled her down from the counter and she turned to stir and check on the sauce, our bodies never once losing contact.
"I really should be careful with cooking around you," she mused, "you're a dangerous distraction; a really welcome, but dangerous distraction."
Her back was to me as she stirred while my arms remained around her waist and my chin rested on her shoulder as I inhaled the sweet scent of her hair. "Still looks ok to me," I said after a quick glance at the simmering red sauce.
"It is," she replied, tilting her head a small bit to the left, nuzzling into me. "As much as I love having your arms wrapped around me, Edward, I need you to let go so we can start the noodles and get dinner dished up."
I playfully whined out an ok and released her. I gathered the plates and silverware as she started the noodles. Several minutes later we sat down to begin our meal.
After eating we did the usual clean up together. Our night went on as usual, nothing between us changing except for the affectionate touches we now openly shared with each other. Now that I could touch her like this whenever I wanted, I didn't know how I was ever able to resist and I knew it was going to be really hard to contain while at work.
I left her place late that evening, leaving a smoldering kiss on her lips before I hopped on my motorcycle and headed home blissfully happy.
BPOV
When I awoke the next morning, I still felt as if I was floating on air. Just the memory of Edwards lips mingled with mine, his hardness pressed up against me, was enough to make me moan out loud. I had never been so happy before. Edward made me happy. I didn't want to lose this feeling and promised myself I wouldn't overthink things, I would just follow my heart because my heart was treating me pretty well right now.
I arrived at work and when I entered the school's main office I smiled brightly at Jessica, who was sitting behind her desk. "Good Morning, Jessica, isn't it a beautiful day?" I asked cheerfully.
Jessica flashed me a confused scowl. "Ummm...Okaaaaay." She pointed toward the outside with her thumb. "Did you not notice it's raining cats and dogs out there?"
"Nope!" I replied brightly. My eyes shot to a beautiful silver necklace that hung on Jessica's neck. It appeared to be new as I had never seen her wear it before. "Oh!" I gasped, "Is that new? It's beautiful!"
The puzzled look Jessica wore deepened and her eyes shot around the room taking in her surroundings suspiciously. "Uh, thanks, Ms. Swan. My boyfriend gave it to me."
"I didn't know you had a boyfriend!" I crowed. "Good for you!"
I stepped blithely into my office and began whistling softly as I put my purse and jacket away and began to prepare things for my usual morning tasks. A few minutes later, a very concerned Alice walked into my office and shut the door. Glancing up from the file I had been reviewing at my desk I saw my friend had entered. "Alice!" I cried. "I am so glad you came to see me this morning."
Alice's face was serious. "Bella, what the H-E-Double-Hockey-Sticks is going on with you? Jessica called me in here concerned and said you were acting like you were on drugs or something. I assured her that was impossible as you have never touched anything like that in your life and I was sure as snot you weren't about to start now."
I smiled so big that the corners of my cheeks began to ache and said, "Weeeeell..."
Before I could get any further, the look on Alice's face did a complete 180, mirroring my face splitting grin. She walked closer to my desk, slapping her hand on the edge and shouted, "SHUT UP! YOU DIDN'T?" I just continued smiling and nodded my head yes. "YOU SLEPT WITH EDWARD!" she screeched in excitement.
Wait, what? "Shh...Alice! I don't think the classrooms at the very back of the school heard you, and no I didn't!" I stated, unease and annoyance tingeing my voice.
A giggling, yet somewhat repentant looking Alice clapped her hand over her mouth. "Oops, sorry Bella." She looked at me skeptically for a moment, then said, "Then what's up with the attitude transplant?"
I motioned for her to come closer and, once she had, I quietly told her. "I kissed him and umm...I think we'retogethernow," I revealed swiftly, jumbling the last few words together out of uncertainty.
"What was that, Bella-rina? Did you just say you and Edward are together now?" Grinning, I nodded yes as she questioned me more. "Like together, together?"
"I think so," I replied, unable to hide the overwhelming happiness that thought brought me. "But we are taking it slow and keeping it quiet at school for now, so don't tell anyone, Ok?" I told her seriously.
She brought her thumb and forefinger to her mouth and closed her lips with an imaginary zipper. "Your secret is safe with me; I am just so excited for you guys! I knew it would happen I just knew it!"
"Yes, yes, Alice, you are all-knowing. I would never bet against you." I responded, only a hint of sarcasm tinting my voice.
She just smiled in return and flicked what she could of her short hair behind her shoulder. "I gotta go, but later I am gonna need some serious details." She shot me a serious look and I didn't doubt she meant business. Better figure out now exactly what and how much I am going to tell her so I am not caught off guard during the inquisition later I told myself.
"Yes, Alice." I acquiesced in a droll voice, rolling my eyes once her back was to me.
Alice stopped short turned around and gave me a playful glare. "I saw that eye roll Ms. Swan." She teasingly reprimanded me.
I had to restrain myself from rolling my eyes again. "Don't you have a class to teach, Mrs. Whitlock?" Alice smirked at me and turned daintily in a typical Alice manner towards my office door and opened it. As she stepped through the doorway she lifted her arm in a small wave towards me, but didn't look back. I just shook my head, suppressing a small giggle not wanting to alarm Jessica any more with my atypical attitude. I loved Alice, she annoyed the hell out of me from time to time, but she amused me to no end, and I honestly don't know what I would do without her in my life.
Not less than five minutes later, I received a knock on my door and called out, "Come in!" Head down, focused on my paperwork, I smelled him before I saw him; that wonderful Edward scent that had haunted my dreams all night. My body flooded with heat, the reaction magnified by a million since we'd kissed each other in my kitchen last night. Well, more like when I'd pretty much assaulted Edward against my pantry cabinet...which had led to gentle but still intense kisses as I'd sat perched on my kitchen counter. We'd come to some sort of understanding on letting this ridiculous attraction that we felt for each other progress, but to take it slow and keep it private. I'd only started as principal at the school a few months ago, and didn't want anything potentially jeopardizing both of the positions we'd worked so hard to earn.
I finished reading the paragraph I was on, not wanting to lose my place. When I looked up and set my pen down, catching Edward staring at my chest, I shot him a warning look. Nice, Edward. Not very subtle...the thin set of my lips communicated my displeasure. We'd only kissed in my kitchen and already the heat from his gaze on me was threatening to undo my professionalism. His eyes flashed an apology and he cleared his throat. Willing away the blush that heated my cheeks at his blatant ogling, I prayed the small person standing behind him had not noticed any of the silent exchange.
Said little person peered around Edward's legs. I recognized Jacob Black, a frequent visitor over the last few months. He was too hyper sometimes and had trouble controlling how he expressed himself, often leading to a visit to my office.
"Mr. Black...what brings you to my office today?"
"Ummm. Miss Swan...I...I..."
Standing up, I walked around the desk. "Thank you, Mr. Cullen. I will send Jacob back to your classroom when we are finished with our discussion."
Patting Jacob on the shoulder, he nodded and left, his eyes pleading with me to be gentle with any punishments that might be headed Mr. Black's way. He and Leah had grown to be some of Edward's favorite students, even though Leah was in a different class. He always made an effort to talk to them on a daily basis and interact when he got the chance. Apart, they were great kids. Together they were great kids who fought like cats and dogs.
"Did you and Leah have a misunderstanding again?"
"Yes." His voice was so quiet I had to lean forward to hear.
"Well, what was the misunderstanding about?"
"She called my new shoes dumb!"
Looking down, I inspected his well-worn pair of black low top Chuck Taylors.
"I bet that made you feel upset."
"Yeah. She made fun of me at recess 'cause my dad got them from the poor kids store and not brand new like her mom and dad get hers."
Sighing inside, I knew I had to tread carefully. So many things at his age were such a big deal. I frequented thrift stores myself all the time, trying to save money. I knew kids didn't always see anything but what was new and cool though, and would relentlessly tease the ones that didn't have the newest fad.
Perching on the edge of my desk, I wiggled my black low heeled pump at Jacob. "Let me let you in on a little secret." Jacob leaned forward in the chair, his little legs dangling off. "I got my shoes at the thrift store too. I like to think of it as recycling. You remember how your class did a whole unit on recycling?"
He nodded solemnly.
"Does your mom ever bring your old clothes to the store when you go?"
"Yeah, my baby brother's always growing so they have to go a lot."
"Well, when you trade in clothes that you're too big for, someone else buys the clothes and their kids wear them. It's recycling."
"Like pop cans?"
"Exactly! You're taking something you don't need any more and letting someone else use it who does need it."
His face went serious.
"I never thought about it that way."
"Just keep it mind every time you look at your shoes. Your shoes are helping to recycle every time you wear them."
"Ok."
Moving back around the desk, I sat down.
"Now, Mr. Black, can we work on our getting along with others skills please? I like talking to you very much, but we can talk without you getting a trip to the Principal's office. Come see me anytime, ok?"
"Yes, Miss Swan."
I buzzed the intercom on my desk. "Jessica, will you see to it Mr. Black gets back to his classroom, the correct classroom, please."
She'd brought him to Angela's classroom by accident last time and I didn't want a repeat performance.
"Yes, Miss Swan," she replied with a bored tone while popping her gum.
Leaning back in my chair, I sighed. Jacob and Leah were such good kids, but like oil and water.
After my morning meeting, I walked around the school peeking into classrooms, observing the kids and teachers like I usually did a few times a week. It wasn't a prescribed part of my job, but I enjoyed watching the interaction between the youngest teachers who still had enthusiasm for their jobs. I hated to say it, but the older teachers had mostly lost that fire for teaching over the years. Whether it was politics, changes to state mandated requirements that reorganized their lesson plans, or just being burnt out - who knew? I would still peek in on them, but it just wasn't the same as watching Angela's impassioned speeches on history or Alice's energy as she taught.
After leaving Alice's door and walking across the hallway and peering into Edward's class, I gasped. It looked like a glitter bomb had gone off. There were silver sparkles covering everything, including him. When I opened the door and poked my head in, I asked softly, "Everything alright?"
A sheepish Edward stood up from where he'd been crouched down next to Jacob's desk helping him with some kind of art project.
"We had a glitter accident. It wasn't pretty, but we got most of it cleaned up."
"Miss Swan! Miss Swan!"
A little arm shot up and waved like crazy.
Smiling, I walked towards the back of the classroom to a very precocious student named Rae.
"Yes Rae?"
"Look what we made!"
Bending over, I peered down at her piece of construction paper that had a mass of glitter, congealed white glue and some foam letters stuck to it.
"That looks great, Rae!"
"Mr. Cullen said we should each make a picture of what going to school means to us."
Nodding, I looked at Edward. He gazed at me seriously, leaning against his desk, arms crossed.
Sitting down in a mini chair next to the desk as gracefully as I could in a skirt, I regarded her masterpiece.
"What does school mean to you, Rae?"
"This is when we work on our reading," she said, pointing to a sticker shaped like a book. "This is when we go outside for recess and this is when Mr. Cullen asks us about our day," she said, pointing to a blob of glue and glitter that looked vaguely like a smiley face.
"That looks awesome! Are you guys having fun?"
"Yes!" the chorus of voices was loud. I smiled at everyone before standing up and walking towards the front of the classroom.
"Miss Swan."
"Yes, Mr. Cullen?"
"Can I speak to you outside for a second?"
"Certainly. Have a great day everyone!" I waved as I walked out the classroom.
Stopping outside the door, I waited for Edward to appear.
The door opened and he walked toward me before catching himself, and stepped back a safe distance.
"Miss Swan."
My lips twitched. The amount of glitter that covered him rivaled anything I'd ever seen. It looked like he'd been attacked with a glitter cannon.
"Mr. Cullen."
We looked at each other, attempting to keep straight faces. I was unsuccessful and felt a grin spreading across my face.
"You look like Alice got a hold of you in one of her crafty bedazzling moods. But I have to admit, silver glitter looks good on you." I said softly, reaching out and brushing a bit off of his tie.
Edward turned beet red and looked down shyly, shuffling his feet. He was such a mixture of shyness and confidence. It made him that much more attractive.
He took a couple of steps closer, so very close, and I swallowed hard. His proximity affecting me so much more now...intense and simmering now that we'd turned up the heat. His gaze hungrily moved over my form. I should have stepped back. I should have broken the connection and went back to my office before I did something very unprofessional, like kiss the hell out of Edward Cullen.
When his green eyes met mine, I felt a fluttery feeling in my stomach as he smiled that slow crooked smile that got my heart racing every time. Very quickly, his expression changed from shy to cocky. And I knew he had an inkling of how he affected me.
He leaned forward and I closed my eyes, forgetting we were standing in the hallway outside his classroom. My lips parted and I had to fight to keep in a whimper. Please god let this man kiss me again already.
Hearing a rustling, I opened my eyes and met his smoldering gaze.
"You had an art project stuck to your..." he said, handing me a piece of paper strewn with stickers and a giant glob of glitter.
Blinking, I took the piece of art from his hand and stared at it blankly.
Leaning closer, he murmured, "Until later, Miss Swan."
He turned and walked back into the classroom, leaving me standing there with a dumfounded expression on my face.
Holy mother...he'd melted my brain and we hadn't even begun to...to...whatever...damn.
EPOV
The rest of my day passed swiftly after the glitter incident and its aftermath. I'd been so close to kissing the hell out of Miss Swan in the hallway outside my classroom, but had remembered where we were at the last minute. Bella...my best friend...girlfriend...whatever she'd let me call her, as long as I could call her mine, had looked at me, beautiful as always. Her big brown eyes had all but ordered me to kiss her and, as much as I was tempted, I didn't want to put anything we had at risk. I loved my job and she did too...as much as I wanted to feel her soft lips against mine and touch her silky skin with my hands, the school was not the place for it.
It was like someone had flipped a switch and she could no longer hide what she obviously felt for me. Even when Bella had caught me staring at her glorious cleavage earlier, she'd glared at me, but her face had still shown her desire. I sent a prayer heavenward, thankful for her change of heart. I'd agreed to her earlier wishes to just be friends, but now that we'd crossed the line into this foreign territory, I wasn't going to hold back if she wasn't.
I cared for Bella immensely as she was my best friend, and we'd been hanging out constantly together. Our friendship had developed beyond the simple lust we'd both fought since I'd kissed her.
Finishing up my paperwork after school, I grabbed my helmet and jacket, shut off the lights, and headed out of the darkened school, feeling the tension in my body rising as I knew I'd be seeing Bella soon. It was our routine to hang out every night and I, for one, wasn't going to let this new evolution in our relationship change that fact.
Slipping on my helmet, I climbed on my bike and started it up, feeling it roar beneath me. God, I loved my bike and would take it any day over a car or truck. Feeling the rush of the wind as I sped through town towards my house, I hoped that Bella wouldn't feel awkward or uncomfortable around me now that we'd redrawn the boundaries...or, in her case, shoved us over the line.
When I got home I checked my answering machine and upon hearing nothing but a couple of hang ups and a telemarketer, let out a breath I didn't even realize I'd been holding. My biggest fear was the beautiful Miss Swan regretting the turn we'd taken and, even though I hoped she wouldn't, I knew her analytical brain tended to over think things.
Kicking off my shoes and socks in my room, I loosened my tie, slipped it over my head and hung it on the neat little rack Alice had gotten me last Christmas. The little pixie was an organizational genius. Unbuttoning my shirt, I tugged it free from my khakis and left it hanging loose as I grabbed some clean clothes from my closet. Hearing the doorbell ring, I cursed. I hadn't had enough time to shower before Bella got to the house. I had wanted to contain the glitter explosion to my own hair and clothes and not track it around.
Padding quickly downstairs in bare feet, I opened the door to a silent Bella whose eyes widened as she took in my disheveled appearance.
"Sorry, I'm running late. Didn't get time to shower-" My sentence trailed off, forgotten as Bella stalked toward me with purpose, intensity written all over her face. I reached out and closed the door behind her, hoping she wasn't going to slap me and tell me whatever we'd just begun was over.
"Bella?"
"Edward, I know this isn't exactly slow, but earlier today you made me forget where we were in the middle of the school."
Grinning, I leaned down to press a kiss to her lips. "Yes, Miss Swan."
She looped her arms around my neck and stood on her tip toes, considerably shorter without her Principal Hotheels. She was dressed simply in a t shirt and slim jeans and, like always, she was beautiful.
Pressing another kiss to her lips, I teased and smiled again as she hissed in frustration.
"What's wrong?"
"Oh nothing, I just want my boyfriend to kiss the hell outta me, but instead all he's done today is drive me crazy."
My heart beat faster when I heard the word boyfriend cross her lips.
"Your boyfriend must be some ridiculously handsome, incredibly gorgeous specimen of man for him to have that effect on the unflappable Miss Swan." I teased and rubbed her cheekbones with my thumbs, loving the way the flush spread across her face when I touched her.
"Edward?"
"Yes, Bella?
"Shut up and kiss me."
"As you wish," I said, smiling.
Cupping her face in my hands, I sweetly kissed Bella like I'd wanted to all day, feeling her smile against my own.
"You want slow? I can do slow," I murmured against her lips, nipping at her bottom lip before sucking on it gently.
Her beautiful brown eyes fluttered closed and I told myself we would take this slow if it killed me. She was special and I didn't want her to think all I felt for her was our obvious physical attraction. Bella was beautiful, sexy, smart...funny. Everything I wanted in a woman. But most of all, she was fun to be with, and even more so when she was letting me kiss her gorgeous lips.
My plans to go slow went horribly awry as Bella deepened the kiss, fisting a hand in my shirt and I moaned, feeling her fingertips brush my bare chest. My hands smoothed down her back and landed on her sexy ass, palming her through her jeans. God, she felt amazing in my arms.
Her tongue tangling with mine, hands buried in my shirt and hair; we were wrapped around each other as tightly as two still fully clothed people could be. I needed to touch her silky skin, feel her sighs and hear that little pleased noise she made when I kissed her just right. Walking forward, I aimed us toward my couch. Slow? No. But the hottest experience I'd ever had making out with a woman was enough to shut my brain off and propel me forward.
Her legs hit the back of my couch and I lifted her easily, moving her so that she was lying down. I crawled up over her, loving the way she said my name in that breathy voice that I wanted to hear for the rest of my life. I searched her face, silently asking if this was ok and she smiled, pulling my head down for another kiss. Was this ok? Better than ok. Beyond ok.
Settling my weight, but trying not to crush Bella beneath me, I buried my fingers in her silky hair. I tried to show her with my lips what I felt for her, only pulling away to gasp for breath, and buried my face in her neck, loving the feel of her softness beneath me. She whimpered when I nibbled on her neck, nipping at the sweet spot over her collarbone, and I had to slow myself down and take a deep breath, fighting for control.
Her hands moved from my hair and down my neck to slip inside my open shirt and she pushed at my shoulders.
Raising my head, I tried to lift my weight off her body in case I was squashing her, but she gasped out, "No...stay...just lose the shirt."
Grinning at her tone of voice, I had to tease her. "Can I just say how much I love your bossy Principal voice?" I said breathlessly.
She giggled beneath me, which turned into a breathy sigh when I sat back to strip my shirt off impatiently. Her dark eyes were even darker than usual, a flush over her cheekbones, lips red from my kisses. Her gaze roamed over my chest and I closed my eyes this time when her fingers ghosted over my chest, spreading fire wherever she touched.
Her gaze traveled down my chest until it landed on the rather large straining bulge in my pants. She drew in a breath and her eyes met mine again, and I had to close mine to break the connection before I embarrassed myself like a teenager. The look on her face was pure want and the way she unconsciously licked her lips killed me. Making out with Bella Swan was single-handedly the hottest sexual experience I'd had in my whole life.
"Jesus, Bella." I buried my lips in her neck, pleading for control; nuzzling, licking, sucking; and she arched against me, sending me sliding against her where I wanted to be most. Hearing her moan my name and feeling her jean covered center against my hardness made my eyes roll back in my head.
I needed to feel her silky soft skin against my own, and I pulled back enough to tug her t shirt upward. She sat up, pulling it over her head, leaving her in a lacy black bra. God, my recently decreed girlfriend had amazing breasts. Her pale creamy skin was an erotic contrast against the black, almost spilling out of the lacy confines.
"God, you're beautiful, Bella, so very beautiful." I said reverently, tracing the swell of a breast. The pink flush on her skin deepened and she shuddered under my touch.
Leaning down, I braced one arm beside her body and pressed my lips to her neck, moving downward. She tasted better than anything I imagined, and I dragged my mouth lower, leaving a trail of hot wet kisses behind and her back arched, pressing her against me tighter.
"Edward?" she moaned. It registered in the back of my brain that she was saying something, but the lust I felt for her and her body overpowered any other sense of mine. I continued my assault on her creamy vanilla flavored skin, Bella's moans of pleasure mimicking my own.
"Eddd-ward, I need to tell you something," she gasped as I nipped at the strap of her bra, mouth on a mission.
"What, sweet girl?" I mumbled against her upper chest, my tongue making progress south.
I nuzzled her breast and couldn't wait to have one of her honeyed nipples in my mouth, when Bella forcefully blurted out in a high squeaky voice, "Edward, I'm a virgin!"
Seconds later the weight of the words hit me and I froze in my spot. Did Bella just say she was a virgin? How is it possible that sweet, sexy Bella has never had sex?
Looking into her eyes, I gave Bella a confused look and questioned her. "Wait, what did you just say?" Bells sighed and tried to sit up on the couch while I still lay partially frozen from shock atop her.
She gazed intently at her hands twisting her fingers together momentarily before raising her head. Looking me in the eye and bringing her hands up to my jaw, cupping my face in her hands, she said, "I've never done this before." and I gaped like a fish. Slowly and forcefully punctuating each word, she repeated herself, ".."
My head was swimming with questions and lingering lust. I wasn't sure how to react to this news; I didn't want to do or say the wrong thing. As my mind searched for the right way to respond to Bella, a hint of a shimmer caught my eye and distracted my thoughts momentarily; my couch cushions were littered with glitter. Confused as to why my couch was covered in glitter and forgetting that I had been covered in the sparkly stuff from the day's earlier incident, I blurted out, "What the hell!" at the sight.
Bella furrowed her brow in confusion at my words, then her look darkened and she looked angry. Oh shit! She thought I was talking about her being a virgin. Well so much for not saying the wrong thing.
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