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24. Fear of Flying
EPOV
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A week passed by in the blink of an eye. Days were spent exploring Seattle. Nights were spent exploring each other. Bella was not only my lover but she was rapidly becoming my best friend as well. We shared many common interests but had enough differences that conversations were never dull. Inevitably those conversations seemed to fan the fires of the insatiable lust we had for one another. I would never tire of her body. Luckily she felt the same for me.
I turned over and traced my fingers all the way down from her shoulder to her waist gently following the rolling slope leading toward the lush upward curve of her hip. In some ways the shape of a woman's body always reminded me of a musical instrument. It was lyrical, smooth to the touch and always enchanting. My fingers itched to pluck at Bella's most intimate places. I loved making her body sing.
"Mmmm. That's nice…" she whispered. I snuggled closer into her body. My lips grazed her neck and I felt her shiver.
"Sleepy?" I asked her. I reached around and begin to tease one of her nipples. I loved how it responded to my touch. Bella arched her back and pushed herself back up against my erection.
"Not anymore…Again please…"
***
I had just taken a big sip of hot tea when Bella almost made me choke.
"So, how many lovers have you had Edward?"
I coughed as the hot liquid burned my throat. She was sitting across from me wearing my boxers and a tank top. Her hair was in wild disarray from sleep. Bella claimed it to be what she called "Headboard hair".
God, she's beautiful.
"What kind of a question is that?" I asked once I found my voice again.
"Just curious. Because you have wicked mad skills. I would never have thought I would be capable of having that many orgasms. Shit Texas…I'm a seriously well fucked girl today."
She grinned and stretched and I noticed the outline of her nipples underneath the thin material of the tank top.
If she does that again, I swear I'm going to fuck her right here on the floor.
"You know about Jake. I want to know about you. Did someone ever break your heart?"
"Yes. She was an older woman." I answered immediately.
Bella raised her eyebrows. "Really. Hmmmm. How much older?"
"She was only two years older than me. I was seven. She was nine. She stole my bicycle from me and wouldn't give it back. Esme had to have a serious talk with her mother."
Bella crossed her arms and pouted. I watched as she folded her lovely legs up under her thighs, Indian style. She looked vulnerable and sweet. She posed an extreme danger to my raging libido this morning.
Bella responded by sticking her tongue out at me.
"Are you trying to get a rise out of me this morning?"
She glanced downward. A confidant smirk appeared on her delicate face. She waggled her eyebrows in a melodramatic fashion.
"Uh Houston? Mission accomplished.' She joked.
"No." I said.
Bella's huge brown eyes got wider at that particular moment. "No?' she questioned.
"No." I stated plainly. She started this conversation. Now I wanted to finish it.
"Uh…you sure about that? From where I'm sitting…it's all systems go."
"Her name was Tanya. She was a Russian exchange student." I admitted.
"Pravda? Did this romance happen here or in England?" Bella asked me. I noticed the light teasing note in her voice.
"It was during the summer that I turned 17. Jazz wanted to celebrate my birthday at the beach, he was attempting to surf. Surfing not being my cup of tea, so I went for a long walk down the beach. I met Tanya while she was walking her host family's dog down the beach. Actually the dog had gotten away from her and she was chasing it.
Bella poured herself another cup of tea and settled back down at the table.
"I spent that entire summer dating her. Tanya was my very first lover. She had been a little bit more experienced than I was. She broke my heart when she had to return to Russia. I haven't really dated anyone seriously since then. I've had a share of discreet liaisons but most social functions that I ever had to attend; I usually relied on Rosalie as my date. It served its purpose. I was never really attracted or interested in any one until I met you. Your number was up that first day you literally fell into my arms."
Bella smiled and leaned over to kiss me. "Yes, it was. I wasn't in any other relationships either after Jake. I'd say outside of Jake the longest relationship I've had has been with Bob."
"Bob? How long did you have a relationship with him?" I asked. Bella started laughing.
"Since college. Alice introduced me. I still spend time with Bob when the need arises."
"Does Bob reside here in Seattle?" I was feeling very jealous at that moment.
Bella got a very wicked look on her face and stood up. She grabbed me by the hand and pulled me into the bedroom. She walked over to the bedside table and slid open the drawer.
"Edward, meet Bob. Battery Operated Buddy." She burst out in peals of laughter at the shocked look on my face.
"Why Miss Swan, I do believe you are a saucy wench." I reached into the drawer and pulled out her battery operated device. "I want to see what this does."
***
Later that afternoon, after checking my emails, I realized that I could no longer put off returning to England. I called Karl and instructed him to make the necessary travel arrangements. I was hoping that Bella wouldn't be adverse to taking the trip with me.
Bella came into the bedroom from the bathroom.
"Shower is all your Texas." She rumpled my hair as she walked past. I caught the smell of strawberries.
"Bella, I have to go back to England."
She stopped towel drying her hair. "I see. I guess I knew this moment was coming sooner or later."
"Come here." She came around to where I was sitting on the bed. I placed my hands on her hips. Her face looked somewhat sad and forlorn.
"Aw love, I don't ever want to see that look on your face. I know that you've been writing again and I'm probably way out of line for asking this, but I want you to come with me."
"Shit, Texas I can work on my laptop anywhere! Of course I'll go with you." Bella was practically bouncing up and down.
"Brilliant. I can't wait to show you my family's home." I pulled her hand to my lips and gently brushed a kiss against her knuckles. "Thank you. I couldn't relish the thought of being separated from you right now."
Bella laced her fingers into my hair. "I feel the same. I love you."
I lay my head against her stomach and pulled her tightly to me. "I love you too."
BPOV
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I had to remember to thank James for hassling me about getting a passport. I actually never had an occasion to use it and I was in a tizzy trying to remember where I had stashed the damn thing. Edward was sitting on the couch all amused at my state of panic.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Where the hell is it?" I was tearing through all the drawers on my desk. I slammed the last drawer in frustration when I realized it wasn't in the desk. I had spent most of the morning agonizing over what to pack. Edward had told me that his birthday was coming up and it would be a formal occasion. I just rolled my eyes at him.
"Fantastic. I have nothing to wear. Except that dress I wore to the Gala. And I still haven't taken that to the cleaners. Crap. Shit. Let me check the closet again." I ran into the bedroom and jerked open my closet door. Edward followed me in.
"Bella, we can find you something in London. Just relax." He tried to calm me down.
A box on the top shelve in my closet caught my eye.
"Aha! You little fucker I found you!" I grabbed the box, flung the lid to the floor and fished out my passport.
"Bella, this string of profanities is totally unnecessary. As much as I like hearing you say that one particular word, I usually prefer it during different circumstances." He chuckled at me.
"Oh sure Texas. Like we have time for that now. I've got to finish packing!"
I dodged past him and flew into the living room. I loaded up my laptop, grabbed my cell phone and its charger. Shit. I didn't have a travel adapter. Just another detail to add to my ever growing list of things to take care of. I was becoming seriously frazzled.
Edward's Blackberry started ringing and he went to answer it. I had just finished packing my carry on when Edward told me the cab was downstairs. He took my luggage from me and carried it down while I double checked to make sure all my windows were locked, no electrical appliances were running and that the oven was off.
I turned off the lights, locked the front door and made my way downstairs to the cab. To Edward.
Oh. My. God. I was going to England. And I truly hated flying.
***
Of course Edward had booked first class tickets. I sat there in the lounge waiting for the boarding call to be announced. I emptied the glass of wine sitting in front of me. I was bouncing my leg up and down when Edward put his hand on my leg to still the movement.
"Bella, are you having second thoughts about doing this? You've seemed very distracted today."
"I have another confession to make to you Edward."
A look of concern crossed his face. Oh God he was going to think me completely stupid.
"This is embarrassing, but I really, really don't like to fly. I'm scared about being in a plane for a long period of time. I'm scared about flying over the ocean…" I stopped and stared at the silly grin that crossed his glorious smug face.
Edward started laughing. "I think someone needs another glass of wine. Don't worry love. I'll be right there beside you. And how the hell did you manage to fly back and forth from Houston to Seattle?"
"Those flights weren't long. And screwdrivers usually help. No oceans to fly over."
I started tapping my leg up and down again. Edward shook his head and went to fetch me another glass of wine. He returned to the table just as the boarding call was announced. I slammed the entire glass of wine. Edward chuckled again.
He held his arm out to me. "Good thing they serve champagne in first class. C'mon love, we've got a plane to catch."
***
Once the plane got off the ground I started to calm down. Edward held my hand and whispered absolutely filthy things in my ear to distract me during take off. In all honesty I wasn't as nervous as I thought I would be. Edward poured me another glass of champagne and I sat back and let the bubbles tickle my nose a little. I let out a small sigh.
"Now that is your contented sound." Edward commented.
"How would you know what my contented sound is?" I challenged.
Edward leaned in kissed the spot just below my ear. I made an involuntary noise and sheepishly turned away from him, my face flaming hot from a blush. I was starting to feel incredibly languid. I didn't know whether it was from the champagne or from Edward.
Edward's rich dulcet tones purred in my ear. "That was a contented noise. I have become an expert on that noise. You always make it when I am touching you. You don't know what that sweet sound does to me."
He took my hand and placed it in his lap for emphasis. If I didn't have an idea before, I most certainly had the convincing evidence sitting in my grasp right now.
Gah! Desire shot through me white hot. "That's not fair." I whispered to him.
"I never said I played fair Bella. I play to win. Haven't you realized that yet?"
His gaze was piercing. I gave him a playful squeeze and his eyes slid shut for a moment. I was feeling brave from the champagne.
"So-- what's this I hear about an exclusive club? Meet me in the bathroom in five minutes Your Grace. Let's see who doesn't play fair."
***
I returned to our seats first. I was smiling recollecting Edward having to bite his hand to stop from making noise. I relished the feel of the velvety head of his cock in my mouth.
His Grace entered the bathroom and I literally attacked him.
I grabbed the waistband of his jeans and realized he was wearing button fly ones today. I felt like I had just rolled the dice and got a YAHTZEE!
One strategic pull and his pants were undone. I pushed him up against the tiny counter and reached inside his jeans.
"Somebody is a greedy bitch today." He murmured.
"Shut the fuck up Edward. This is my fantasy. All you have to do is sit back and look pretty." I growled.
That got to him. I bent down and took a long slow lick up the underside of his stiff cock. My tongue traced the vein that ran from the base to the head.
"Shit…." He whispered. I never broke the eye contact with him. I smiled and took him fully into my mouth. I started to suck gently, slowly building the pressure. Edward's hands moved to my head.
I pulled back and stopped what I was doing. "Edward? Do you want me to continue?"
"Oh God yes Bella. Don't stop."
I bent back down and took him back into my mouth. Edward started to move his hips. I placed my hands on both of his hips and pushed him backward.
"Let me…." I whispered, humming against the full, hard length of him. I picked up the pace.
Edward's breath was becoming ragged and I knew his own sound just as intimately as he knew mine.
I knew he was getting close. I stood up, unbuttoned my own jeans and slid them down my legs.
"Fuck…no underwear…." he growled.
He grabbed me and flipped me around, forcing me up on to the small counter. He spread my thighs open and pushed into me.
"Do it. Do it now." I goaded him.
Edward unleashed all his animal fury on me. His thrusts were hard and fast. I leaned back on the palms of my hands, spreading my legs wider for him. I was able to watch him fucking me.
Oh shit…
We both came hard.
Edward bit down on my shoulder, the pain mingling with the force of my orgasm. I shuddered around him and I could feel his own release.
My jaw was aching from clenching my teeth together so tightly to stop any noises from coming out. I opened my mouth and took a deep ragged breath. Edward did the same thing.
I felt reluctant and sad as he pulled out and left my body. We looked at each other and started to laugh quietly. Quickly I dressed, washed my hands and got ready to leave.
Playfully I smacked Edward on the ass. "Now that is one way to get over the fear of flying."
EPOV
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I was fucked.
In more ways than one.
As I walked down the aisle of the plane I caught several knowing glances from some of the male passengers.
That's right boys.
That beautiful lush siren that just walked back to her seat?
Yes.
She is mine.
I settled into my seat next to Bella and she turned to me and gave me the most heartbreaking smile.
"Hello gorgeous." She quipped. She stretched, looped her arm through mine and rested her head on my shoulder.
"Hi yourself. You look….extremely contented right now."
Bella yawned and snuggled in closer. "I am. Wake me when we get there?"
"Sleep my love." I kissed the top of her head.
Bella smelled of sex and strawberries. I held her in my arms and felt her slowly relax and slip into unconsciousness.
I was taken aback by the full force of her absolute trust in me. As she lay sleeping against me, I marveled again how we had managed to find one another. I no longer had the propensity to question how or why she loved me. All I knew at that moment was the simple truth of the matter. Isabella Marie Swan loved me.
As I drifted off to sleep, I realized why I had felt the need to take her home.
My home.
Love was finally coming back to the Masen Estate.
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