No one disturbed us, while we were riding in the elevator and as he was grinding against me. I must have left a wet stain against his pants because of the dress that opened me up to him, and the thin layered panties that I was wearing, were at fault as well, probably.

It was hard for us to move to Carlisle's room because of that.

But somehow we stumbled in his room. My panties possibly did come off before he had unlocked the door...

When we went inside his room, he unzipped my dress so fast, it hit the ground with the speed of light. I was standing in the lobby, only in my lacy, violet bra.

Carlisle pushed me against the wall, his gaze falling against my lips and my eyes „You want me to fuck you, like I hate you?" he demanded in a calm, even soothing tone. I just nodded, smiling – I tried to make a cute, little innocent smile at him.

He put one of his hands-on my shoulder, holding me there, while the other hand traveled from my chest, to my stomach, to my hip. His hand slowly drew little circles on my hip „Mm, I really love you so fucking much." He said right before he kissed me so deep my head spun a little.

The hand that was on my hip, was not flicking and flinching my clit. He stopped kissing me, but his lips were still touching mine as he said „Do you like that?" he asked „You like it when I'm touching you like that?" I nodded and suppressed my moan.

At that, he started to rub it more aggressively, while still holding me against the wall „Fucking show me how much you like it, baby. Show me." He said in a stern voice.

And I let out the most animalistic sound as he rubbed me. I could feel my wetness on my tights and as I felt my orgasm coming on, my knee's buckled. Carlisle then stopped and when I looked at him, he smiled a little smile, but not the kind one „Get on your fucking knees, Bella."

I did as I was said and got on my knees in front of his crotch.

When he didn't make me do anything, I looked up. He had his eyebrow raised at me „Well, Bella. I think you should be polite, shouldn't you? It's rude to make me wait." He opened his belt, which is the hottest thing a man can do, honestly. And, oh god, he looked like an asshole too – that only made my cunt wetter.

I wanted to make him proud. And, if that was by giving him head, then that was that. I unzipped his pants and pulled them down, with his boxers as well.

I rarely say it, but a cock can be so beautiful. And, his definitely was. My mouth watered as I imagined taking him in my mouth, and when I felt him on my tongue and in my mouth, I couldn't help but to moan and work with my hands.

„Oh, shit." he moaned multiple times as I worked my hardest.

I know he appreciated it, when his hands went to my head and held my hair. He then started to move my head much faster and harder, making me gag a little and make me teary-eyed.

Then he pushed me away, before he could come in my mouth. I dried the saliva off of my face with the back of my hand.

„Come here." He motioned me to follow him, as he went to bedroom. When I wanted to stand up, he looked at me dismissively „I didn't say walk. Crawl, baby, crawl."

Even if it did hurt my knees, I did crawl behind him, to the bedroom „Get on the bed." He ordered me.

When I sat down on the big, white, fluffy bed that was full of pillows and a big blanket, Carlisle said „You're so fucking beautiful, Bella."

He came to me and kissed me, as he crawled in the bed, next to me.

So suddenly, my breath didn't leave my body, he pushed me up, so I would be sitting on top of him. I could feel him against my folds „I want to see you, rocking back and forth, up and down. I want to fuck you, but more than that I want to find a rhythm you like, baby." He slowly pushed inside me and I don't think that I've ever missed something so much. I whimpered and he said „That feels good, doesn't it." He buckled his hips, encouraging me.

I started out slow, sliding him in and out, letting my moans out, so he would not only see, but also hear what he did to me. My pace got faster, as the need to satisfy myself grew stronger.

When I started to near my orgasm, I got tears in my eyes. And, he knew I needed it, so he took me by the hips and rocked inside me – hard. He was hitting just the weird, sensitive spot inside me that I liked so much, and I got lost in the feel of him as I came, screaming and holding to the sheets, suffocating Carlisle in my breasts.

I was coming right off, just as he came. He grunted my name and with thrust, he had fucked me in oblivion.

I fell off of him, in total bliss, only noting in my brain that he got rid of the condom, I didn't see him put on. I still was in bed, as he came back and pulled me closer to him.

We sat in silence for a while, until he said „I'm sorry, if I was too tame." Carlisle said in the quiet room „I haven't been in that state of mind, for a year."

I kissed took his hand and his knuckles, as I lay my head against his chest „I think this was great, Carlisle. I think you were great. You make me feel like a princess."

„I love you so much." He whispered in my hair, and I couldn't help, but sigh „If crawling makes you feel like a princess, then I can't wait to make you feel like a queen." He suggested and I laughed. It was true.

I could let loose, and sometimes this is what I needed – control, command and a stern hand. But loving, nonetheless.

„I love you, Carlisle." I said „And, I really don't want to go." It was the truth – I needed to get home before midnight, even if I was an adult, who wasn't living with her mother anymore. I still had respect for the woman, who had brought me into the world, even if I hated her attitude sometimes.

He kissed my forehead „I'll take you, of course."

We didn't move for at least twenty minutes, but I didn't mind that. It felt nice to relax, just the two of us.

When I got dressed, I was still missing my undies. I knew he had them somewhere, the perv, but I didn't argue. My butt wouldn't freeze in his nice rental car. Carlisle was nice enough to give me his jacket, anyway.

But, I had to give it back to him, as he neared my mother's house „Wait, drop me off before it. I don't want my mom to ask questions about whom drove me and whatever comes after that."

He didn't look too happy about that, but he dropped me off, three houses down and I quickly walked to the house.

I did see moms car in the driveway, but the house was dark and empty. They must have been asleep. I looked at my phone, it was only twenty past eleven. It wasn't that late, but I know my mom loved her sleep, so I tip toed in the house.

„Oh, you're home." Jacob scared me as I walked past the kitchen. He was half naked, looking through the fridge.

„Yea. I'm going to bed." I said awkwardly. I might have to answer some questions to my mother, but not to Jacob. He wasn't anything to me, really. He was just my mother boyfriend ... I think. She hadn't said anything.

Just before I could leave, he carried on „You know what's interesting? I feel like you don't like me." I didn't answer him as he kept saying, smirking „And, I might have thought that it was because of my age." I was about to disagree, when he stopped me, coming closer „But, I saw you with much older dude because your mother asked me to follow you. Shit, what is he? Your dad's age?" he laughed and I was stunned in silence „Well, I told your mother that you just walked in a cafe ... alone. I didn't want to put her out just because her little baby was having daddy issues, you know."

„What the fuck are you talking about." I said in a strong voice, when actually I felt sick to my stomach.

He laughed softly again „I wasn't going to say shit, that's what I'm talking about. But then ... I saw a picture, right in the living room there" He pointed towards the room "Do you know who was in that picture?" he asked me sarcastically „It was you, your best friend, your ex-boyfriend and heir dad ... Which, surprisingly, turns out to be the old dude you were probably fucking tonight."

I had tears in my eyes as he came to stand in front of me „So," he carried on „What is miss Isabella going to do, to keep my mouth shut?" He finished speaking as he touched my cheek with his forefinger.

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