I fumbled with my keys as I locked the door – missing the hole at least four times, and Edward didn't even chuckle at me as I made a fool of myself. My cheeks were still flushed red from my embarrassing underwear scene. I mentally asked myself questions.
Yes I want him.
Yes I need him.
Yes I want to do naughty things to him.
While feeling all this, I felt, at the same time, embarrassed beyond comprehension. Having sex with him would mean he'd see me naked…and having sex with him so soon was…sluty?
But I want him.
And he planned for us to last forever.
Forever…
I put the keys into my jacket and looked at him as he waited patiently for me to finish molesting the door. He smiled a crooked smile that made my heart accelerate till the pounding echoed in my head. "Ready?" He asked in his velvety sultry voice that made every ounce of my being long for him.
I realized that I wasn't ready.
I wasn't ready to have sex with him…but I wanted to.
I wasn't ready to semi-move in with him….but I wanted to.
I wasn't ready to commit my whole soul to him…but I wanted to.
"Bella?" He asked extending his hand to me.
I want you.
I took his hand without hesitation and we walked down the stairs together. I leaned closer to him and he positioned his body to fit with mine so naturally, it was if we'd walked together all our lives.
He opened the door for me and cleared his throat as I walked through.
I stopped.
"Bella?" He asked again and I spun around to face him. I grabbed his face with my hands and pulled him down to me, placing my lips against his and kissed him as though it was the last kiss I would ever have.
He returned the passion of my kiss and even groaned into my mouth when my tongue met his.
I am ready.
I broke the kiss with a wicked smirk plastered on my face, and he stared at me bewildered but obviously filled with enjoyment.
"I'm ready." I said simply.
He straightened out his body and made a smirk to match mine, "well then kitten, let's go."
I grabbed his hand and we walked across the streets. I kept my eyes peeled to his face.
Such a beautiful face.
I should have been watching where my feet were moving, but I knew that no matter what; he would catch me if I fell.
I just could not stop staring at him, and he would glance down at me and in the moment our eyes met I wanted to jump on top of him and kiss him till my lips became sore.
He squeezed my hand and I couldn't resist smiling at him.
Suddenly he let go of my hand, turned me around and pushed me up against something curvaceous and small. My back arched backwards as I leaned against it and his body pressed firmly onto mine. His lips attacked mine and his hands gripped my ass tightly.
I tried to push back onto him, but I couldn't move him and there was absolutely no open space between us. Our kiss was ragging with so much lust and passion that I stopped trying to get control over the situation and just enjoyed myself.
I tried to gasp a breath but failed – kissing him was more important than breathing.
I'll breathe later.
Much later.
I'd stop breathing just so I could kiss him longer.
My hands ran up from his hips, under his shirt, feeling every curving muscle in his abdomen and trailed up towards his strong chest.
My mind was moments away from agreeing or insisting on public sex, but then he broke the kiss and we both gasped for air, our chest heaving up and down together in the same pattern.
"That…was hot." I muttered.
What a dumb reply.
He grinned and pressed his lips up against mine once more, softly and gently and slowly moved his face away from me again.
"I love you." He said and loosened his grip on my butt.
No no no! Keep grabbing me!
Kiss me again!
Again!
My face must have been demanding what my thoughts were pleading because he said, "Let's get into the car before we do something that will get us a ticket for public indecency."
I gave a playful sigh and he stepped back allowing me to be able to lean off whatever I was leaning on. I looked over my shoulder to see a gorgeous sleek black car – the kind you see in Hollywood racer movies. My jaw nearly dropped as I couldn't even take in every detail of its exterior.
Who the hell owns a car like this IN Forks?
I shouldn't have been surprised when he leaned over and opened the passenger's door for me. I should have known it would be him.
"Wow." I mouthed.
"You like?" He asked as he motioned me to get inside.
I didn't know how to respond, so I only nodded in approval. Hesitantly I slid inside his car that reeked of newly polished leather.
I glided my hand gently on the leather covered door. It was so smooth and soft that if it weren't for the smell I would have thought it wasn't leather. I pulled the seatbelt over me and it clicked into position as I looked around at the car.
This car could probably go from 0 to 60 in 2 seconds.
After he put my bag into the trunk, he opened the door opposite me and sat inside gracefully.
He looked at me.
I looked at him.
We leaned in for another kiss. It was sweet but gentler than the last, although it was still filled with the desire we felt towards one another.
I could not get enough of him; I wanted to jump on his lap and kiss him and show him how much I actually did adore his body.
I let out a soft moan from the erotic images in my head and he stiffened slightly and broke the kiss. "Bella, Bella, Bella." He whispered under his breath as he moved away and put the keys into the ignition.
The car purred to life.
I leaned away from him and pressed my flaming cheeks against the cold window to try to relax but my eyes never left his face, therefore making relaxing nearly impossible.
"What do you think of speeding?" He asked carefully as he unparked and drove down my street.
"What do you consider speeding?" I asked.
"Over the speed limit?" He asked.
"How much over?"
"How much are you comfortable with?"
"How much do you normally do?"
He chuckled as he did a short pause at the stop sign. "You realize that whole conversation was only questions."
"And I didn't get any answered." I replied sheepishly.
"I asked first." He countered making a left.
"Umm, Jasper speeds a lot so I'm used to it."
"You don't drive?" He asked surprised.
"I get into accidents while standing still."
He laughed and nodded his head in agreement. "You've been very good so far."
"Mmm hmm, but I know you'll catch me if I fall."
"Of course I will." He said making an illegal U-Turn that I said nothing about.
"How fast do you normally drive?" I asked.
"Too fast." He said chuckling and I knew he was hiding something from me. "I want to drive as fast as you're comfortable with."
"No more than 10 over the speed limit, okay?"
His jaw clenched slightly.
That was slow for him?
"20?" I asked wanting to please him too.
"10 is fine Bella." He said turning on the radio by hitting a button the wheel. All the electric screens in front of his side of the car looked as though they belonged in an alien spaceship. Classical music blared from every corner of the car but he quickly fixed the volume.
"How fast do you drive?" I asked when he could hear me over the music.
"Let's just say in Europe, their left lane makes sense."
"Uh." I didn't know what to say. I didn't actually understand what he meant by that.
"In Germany there's a highway where there aren't any speed limits." He said getting on the highway.
"So you lived life in the fast lane?" I asked with a soft giggle.
"I hate going slow." He said looking at me with his special half grin.
"Eyes on the road!" I nearly shouted at him and he obeyed trying to suppress his laughter at my panic.
I looked at the window for a moment and watched the blurring environment around me. I tried to imagine what his house looked like.
Will it be big and exotic?
Or small and homey?
What kind of furniture does it have?
Is he into wood or plastic?
I turned my attention back to him and asked, "What is it like?"
"Mmm, what do you think it's like?" He asked cautiously.
"Big." I replied. Alice's house was huge, and had more rooms than a high school.
His lips tightened together and he was trying hard not to smile.
Oh! He's thinking naughty!
"And long." I continued fueling the innuendo and saw his hands clench on the wheel tighter. "And I think it will bring a lot of pleasure to me."
"Oh really?" His voice sounded seductive and it turned me on so badly that I had to shift my weight to feel comfortable.
"Mmm hmm. I think it will be perfect and I bet it will provide an adventure or two."
"Bella." I heard him his growl out my name and noticed he was going well over 30 miles over the speed limit.
"What?" I asked sweetly.
Not my fault you're God's greatest creation.
"You're going to be the death of me." He said trying to relax.
I smirked.
That's what you GET for being such a gentleman.
"I was only describing how much fun I think it will be and I'm really looking forward to seeing it." I said biting my lip.
He looked at me, probably noticing my flushed cheeks and inhaled deeply as he looked back at the road. "Bella."
"Yes?"
"I love you." He said cutting someone off on the road.
"You're being a very rude driver." I said.
"Well I'm sure they don't have an incredibly seductive, beautiful, amazing, angel in their car that is driving them out of their wits."
I'm seductive?
I let a huge smile spread across my face.
"How am I being seductive? I was only talking about your house." I said in such an innocent and naive voice that I almost believed myself.
"My house…Rrrrrrright." He said sarcastically and then his facial expression changed suddenly and he corrected himself, "our house."
Our house…
"Our house." I repeated, testing it out.
Would we split the bills?
Will we sleep in the same bed?
Does he expect me to cook and clean?
My mind began to race and at the moment right before the panic set in, his right hand reached over to my armrest and our fingers intertwined. His touch calmed me down and brought back the tingle in my chest with a revived passion.
It's going to be okay.
I smiled at him, and he turned to give me a smile back.
"Eyes on the road!" I squeaked and he rolled his eyes and positioned his gaze back to the highway.
He got off the next exit, and I recognized the neighborhood – Alice lived nearby. I shifted in my seat and started to feel uncomfortable. His house was going to be a million times better than my tiny apartment.
"What do you really think of my apartment?" I asked him nervously.
"Oh? I like it, it's a bit small but I think it fits you perfectly."
"I like you in it." I said softly hoping he didn't hear – but then he gave my hand a squeeze to reassure me.
"Here we are." He said making a left and driving up a hill.
"Where?" I looked around trying to find a house but all I saw was a one-lane paved road and a multi-colored garden on both sides with ancient trees loaming overhead.
"Just up ahead."
"Oh my god. This is your drive way?"
He nodded and I tried to keep my jaw from falling off.
And I thought Alice owned the most luxurious house in Forks.
When the house came into view, I thought we had just traveled back a hundred years.
The mansion looked like a cross between the Victorian, Medieval, and Gothic eras of architecture.
"Is there a horse and carriage?" I muttered as I stared wide eyed into the large stone bricked, 3 story, house that might have once upon a time belonged to a princess.
I heard him chuckle.
"Is that a chimney?" I asked pointing to the peeking tower.
"Yeap, there's another behind it. And over there." He pointed all the way to the right; I shifted in my seat and leaned over; trying to get a better view.
"Oh my god, is that a tower?" I asked in disbelief.
"Hah, yes. It's actually really neat."
"Wow." I whispered.
His house was like – Our house was like a castle pulled out from the past and restored. It was so amazing I could not even put it into words.
I leaned back into my chair as Edward pulled up to the front of the house.
"Is Alfred going to open the door?" I asked, only half kidding.
"No, but batman might stop by later." He teased me as he parked the car in front of the large stone steps leading to the huge wooden doors that seemed to be missing a drawbridge.
Edward got out of the car and I began to fumble with my seat belt, he was already holding my door open when I escaped the contraption.
I looked around.
The garden was perfect. All the trees were trimmed and no leaf was out of place. There were purple, pink, blue, or orange colored flowers decorated all around the front of the house in a pattern I didn't recognize right away. Ivy grew along the corners of the house that gave it a timeless quality.
Edward let me stand and ogle his house while he went to grab my duffle bag from the trunk of his car.
Our car?
I turned to see him coming towards me with his hand extended for me.
"This is amazing." I said as a fog of my words appeared in front of me.
"Come on, let's get inside – I don't want you to catch a cold." He said placing a kiss on my forehead.
I took one last look at it; the huge multi-shaded gray stones, and the tall thin glass windows and…the tower.
Our house has a fucking tower.
"I was right about it." I whispered as I climbed the cement steps with Edward.
"Mmm, what was that?" Edward asked.
"Your house, it's big and long." I said stupidly.
"Our house." He said smirking as he got out his keys from his pocket.
"It looks like there should be a huge key hole, for a key like the size of my forearm. And there should be unicorns and pumpkin carriage and a fairy god mother and a witch…and a dragon…and and and."
"Werewolves and vampires too?" He replied joining my childish delusions.
"Frankenstein can join too!" I said smiling as he opened the door. It didn't even squeak as he pushed it to reveal the open space round hallway.
I looked down; the floors were marble textiles of checkered black and white motif. My eyes traveled around towards the windows. Each had deep blue curtains, held to the side by golden ropes tied into a bow.
There was a single black grand piano all the way in the corner with a piano seat facing it. I thought it was a perfect prop.
I raised my eyes and was surprised to see the ceiling being incredibly long and far away. It was as if the ceiling reached the roof – and I wouldn't have been surprised if that were the case.
There was a beautiful glass chandelier with diamonds streaming down its empty candle holders.
"That's so beautiful." I whispered staring at the priceless chandelier.
"You look so amazing standing here." Edward whispered back pressing my back against his chest with his arm dangling across my shoulder.
"This is…" I lost the words again.
"Come on Bella. Let me give you a tour." He said squeezing my hand and tugging me along.
I tried to absorb everything he showed me; but that was impossible. The furniture all looked like they belonged in museums and I was too scared to even ask about the breathtaking paintings that hung on every wall.
The Mona Lisa would look comfortable here…
I loved the limestone fireplace, and adored the dining room with the rosemary wooden long table.
"Everything is so clean." I whispered, since anytime I raised my voice it would echo back three times.
"I just hired a maid to help with keeping the place clean. I didn't think you'd find cobwebs and spiders appealing."
"Can I see the tower?" I asked running my fingers along the edge of a picture frame.
I half expected some alarm to go off from me touching it.
"You can see anything you want." Edward said and once I was done harassing the picture frame he pulled me along through what he referred to as the second kitchen, the medium sized family room, and the second dining room.
"How many rooms are there?" I asked stopping to examine a candle holder on a stone counter.
"Uh, I think 32." Edward answered unsure. "I remember the lady saying there are 11 bathrooms."
"Jacuzzi?" I asked half joking.
"Maybe. I think. Somewhere. If not I'll have one installed."
"You are completely out of your mind." I said putting my finger on his chest.
"Shut up and kiss me." He said leaning his head towards mine.
I was shocked at what he said, but the way he said it was filled with light hearted teasing and a dash of lust. Even more so, his commanding tone had turned me on so it didn't matter.
He meant the kiss to be soft and gentle, but I couldn't allow that. I pushed myself onto him, pressing my chest onto his upper abdomen and stood on my tippy toes as I deepened our kiss. His arms wrapped around my waist and he tried to push me even closer to him. I was moments away from turning our innocent kiss into a naughty make out session when he broke it.
I lowered myself back on my feet and I stared at him with a pouty lip. He stared back at me with such lust and desire that I thought he was going to push me up against the wall, lift me onto him and take me then.
God yes…
Do it….
"The tower?" He said clearing his throat and taking my hand back into his.
And then the bedroom…
I nodded as he opened another wooden door and he led me through a thin and long corridor. The floor changed from marble to the same stone that the outside of the house was made of. The temperature dropped as we continued down the hall and my breathing turned into a fog around me.
I shivered and Edward pulled me closer to him. "Careful up the stairs" he said stopping at what looked like a dead end. He pointed to my left and I turned around, noticing the uneven, large, steep, staircase.
"Wow. I feel like I'm in a movie."
"Heh, I'll get you the renaissance dress and we'll film you climbing this tower."
"Oh can I be Elizabeth's mother?" I asked as I cautiously took a first step onto the stairs.
"The lady with 11 fingers?" Edward asked knowing what I was referring to.
His mind is so on track with mine.
"Yea, she was locked up in the tower before being beheaded." I said happily and my voice echoed five times back to me.
I hesitated for a moment and Edward put his arms on my waist. "Don't be scared."
"Catch me if I fall?" I asked carefully taking another step.
"Of course."
"This thing needs a hand railing." I mumbled after nearly tripping on the next step – but Edward kept his promise and held his hands tightly around my waist to help me keep my balance. "It's dark." I said as the staircase began to twirl and I could no longer see the steps. There were no windows and no lights or candles…or torch.
"I'm sorry Bella. There's still a lot of the house that needs restoration. I'll install lights and a handrail here as soon as possible."
Do I have the most perfect boyfriend or what?
"No no no! No apolo –ahh." I missed the next step and my other leg slipped from its position and my body flew forward. Edward's hands instinctively moved towards my stomach to keep me from falling and helped my feet find their footing.
Damn strong.
"Shhhh kitten. It's okay." He said as I straightened up again. "We don't have to do this right now."
"I want to!" I said stubbornly and tried to ignore the newly formed fear of tumbling down the stairs.
I heard him chuckle into my neck and it sent goosebumps all over my body. He placed a tiny kiss on the curve of my neck and whisper, "are you positive?"
No, I'd rather see your bedroom and your birthday suit.
"Yes." I said taking another step with my hands placed up against the stone walls.
I can do this.
I can do this.
I can do this.
"Take your time." Edward whispered as I tried to climb fast since I didn't want to aggravate him with my snail like movements.
"I love this by the way." I whispered back. "This is like surreal exploring. Like walking around in Egyptian tunnels."
"And you're the princess."
"And you're the prince."
Finally, we eventually reached a closed, shabby looking wooden door that would have probably given me a splinter from just staring at it for too long.
Edward carefully leaned forward and his hand lifted a black metallic lock that I didn't notice right away. The door opened with the echoing noise of fingernails on a chalk board.
The room blasted sunlight at us and I squinted my eyes to try to adjust to the light difference as I stepped in with Edward following right behind me.
It was freezing in this room, and I pulled Edward closer to me and wrapped his arms around me to keep me warm. "It's cold." I whispered, justifying my actions.
He kissed the top of my head as he squeezed me closer to him till our bodies touched. I moved my head side to side examining the single round room. There were two windows, directly opposite of each other, made of foggy dirty glass. The floor matched the walls and ceiling in the sense that it was the same stones, but the floor stones looked as though they were smashed together to fit. I looked up at the ceiling that was shaped into a cone with no light fixture hanging from it.
"This place looks so bland." I whispered.
"What did you expect?"
"I don't know. A dead body or two. Or maybe Rapunzel's corpse."
"Cute." He said giving me another kiss. "Let's head back?"
"Yeap, you can show me the bedroom." I said leading him back towards the stairs.
"How do you feel with piggyback rides?" Edward asked seriously.
"Umm." I responded.
"Get on my back."
"What?"
"Get on my back." Edward said turning around and bending over slightly.
I smacked his butt and my laughs traveled all around the room, "Get on Bella." He said rolling his eyes at me.
I obeyed.
I held onto his neck tightly and my legs wrapped around his waist. He went towards the exit and when he closed the door, it soon became evident why he asked me to climb on his back.
I couldn't see a thing.
If I would have tripped, I would have fallen and been nearly impossible to save.
I nuzzled my head into his neck.
My prince charming.
I closed my eyes and listened to his careful, graceful, echoing footsteps.
Finally – the light at the end of the tunnel, or in our case the light at the end of the spiral staircase – we arrived back into the corridor. He bent over and gently placed me back on my feet.
"Thank you." I said grabbing his hand and holding it tightly.
"You're welcome." He said leaning in to give me a kiss. "You do realize that means we're going to have to add Egyptian tomb exploration and German castle exhibits to our itinerary if you enjoyed that." He spoke casually as we walked back.
Just show me your bedroom…
"Let's start slow. Show me some rooms, you know – like your room." I said trying to be coy.
He smirked smugly and led me back into the round corridor where we entered. "The staircase is over here." He said pointing me to the other wing of the house. "These are marble and sturdy, there's another staircase in the back but I don't want you using it. It needs some more fixing."
We walked up the white marble stairs that were carpeted by a soft blue fabric and had a hand railing that I gladly held onto. When we reached the top, the walls became bone white and the marble floors were so clean they reflected our bodies as we walked on them.
"Wow." I whispered as he led me down the west hallway. My vocabulary seemed to be very limited when I was responding to his house.
"These few rooms are still under construction." He pointed to his right. "That room has a few paintings that I wanted to hang up, and some old furniture that needs to be restored." He continued; "That room is pretty bare, and this one has some books that I wasn't sure belonged in the library room."
"Library room?" I asked.
"It's in the other wing."
"Esme would love this place." I said.
"She's the one who actually recommended me this house." He said leading me past the large wooden doors with cursive imprinted motifs.
"Figures." I whispered.
"Carlisle and Esme are finishing up a house similar to this a few miles away." He said stopping at the very last door in the hallway.
"Does everyone live in this area?" I grumbled staring at him.
"Now everyone does." He smirked giving me a soft kiss on the lips. "Welcome to our room." He said opening the dark wooden door. It opened without a sound; he probably kept the hinges oiled. We stepped in – my eyes had never been wider.
There was a large, large, very very large bed in the middle of the room. It was covered with Persian silk pillows and a huge blanket. There were four bed posts surrounding it, and there were curtains tied to each post. It was the kind of bed you'd only see in renaissance movies.
I imagined tying him up to those bed posts and had to quickly move my gaze from his bed before I made my dream a reality. There were 2 nightstands on both sides of the bed made of dark red wood and had 2 drawers. The nightstand on the left had a modern age alarm clock that looked completely out of place.
A sundial would look better.
On the right wall there was a pair of two full length windows, which were held together by 4 black clasps. Through the windows, there was a balcony that was filled with pottery plants and looked out into the backyard and a private lake.
I bet it has the most romantic view at night…
On the opposite wall there was a very long dresser that held a huge mirror inside its wooden perimeter. I looked into it and saw mine and Edward's refection.
We look perfect.
Then suddenly something in the reflection caught my eye. I turned around to examine the other thing that was completely out of place.
A black metallic filing cabinet: it looked as though it belonged in a Law Firm – not inside this masterpiece of a house.
"Uh…" Edward hesitated for a moment. "It doesn't belong here." He stated the obvious.
I walked towards it and he followed. "What's in it?" I asked.
"Heh, remember my books?"
"Your books?" I asked wrapping my fingers on one of the handles and pulled it open.
"My books that you highlighted."
I nodded as I took out one of the files, I opened it and it held my paper on Ancient Greek Rhetoric. My paper was filled with marginal notes and passages were highlighted.
"Well I was trying to figure you out too." He whispered.
He loves me…
So much…
I placed the file back into place, or what I assumed was its place since Edward didn't have tab markings to organize them. I pushed the drawer closed and turned around to face him.
He looked at me, hoping for my approval and I let go of his hand and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Kiss me." I instructed and he obeyed grabbing me tightly into his warm body.
When our lips connected, it was as though electricity was passing between both of us. Our kiss depended till we had to break for a moment to gasp for air and then we resumed. He pushed me up against the cabinet and I began to tug his hair demandingly.
I want you.
I want you.
I want you.
I lifted my leg up his thigh and he automatically grabbed it and my other leg and pulled me up onto his body. My legs were wrapped around his torso and my arms were around his neck with my hands tugging his hair for more.
Give me more.
Please give me more.
His hands traveled down to my behind and he groped at it with greed and moaned into my mouth.
So fucking sexy.
I broke the kiss quickly and his eyes darted open in surprise, need, and confusion.
"I want you." I whispered softly.
"Bella, I want you so much that it is driving me out of my mind."
Good, I've already lost mine.
We looked at each other a moment longer then he spoke again.
"I love you and all I want to do for the rest of my life is make you happy."
I smiled at him…
Such a god damn gentleman.
He must have seen the pout on my face.
"And right now." He whispered and I hung to every word he said, "I want to make you happy with a few orgasms." He grinned slyly as his mouth darted to attack mine.
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A/N: Yes I did end it there...yes I'm sorry. lol. Please don't throw stuff at me!! Hehe. Thank you for reading!
Lemon next chapter :) I'll try to make it as tasteful as possible.
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