A/N: Lemon warning.
"Ten minutes!" A disembodied voice called over a bull horn and there was a rumbling of cars, trucks and semi's which the trailers had all been loaded on to, as well as everything movable for the Faire. Bella couldn't help the excitement as people slowly started to caravan out of the park.
"WOO HOO!" A squeal called out from the car in front of them and Alice's hands flared out of her car as horns started to honk in the caravan line in front of them.
"You ready for this?" Edward asked, looking at Bella from the side of his eye as they sat in his silver Volvo. She grinned, loving the way his hair shined like a new penny in the morning sun.
Bella smiled, nervously, trying not to think of the small town she was leaving behind, or the job she quit to go on this adventure. "I am."
After the date with Demetri, Edward had come over to her trailer and finally told her the truth of a lot of things and it only helped to bring them closer together. Over the past two weeks Bella and Edward seemed to do a dance around each other, sharing small glances and smiles when they could. They would meet sometimes for meals, but she was trying not to over think things because they were both so busy.
Two weeks prior
Bella sat in her trailer, picking up a few things that they left amiss. She even changed the pillow cases and sheets just in case.
You just never know.
But as the minutes ticked by, Bella's nerves were starting to get the best of her.
She had been to the blinds several times trying to see anything, but there wasn't much to see, especially not Edward.
Did he stand me up? Bella wondered.
Bella decided that he got waylaid when dropping off the food and went into the room and started changing into some comfortable pajama bottoms with a simple tank top with a light weight zipper-front sweat shirt.
She then went into the kitchen, starving, and started to pull out some of the leftovers she had from earlier that day with disappointment. Bella was tired of the Faire food and was looking forward to getting something different- that Edward had made- but as a half hour passed into an hour she started to worry.
Had he run into trouble?
Had he forgotten that he was meeting her and bringing by some food?
Was he just trying to be nice and was trying to get away from her as soon as possible?
She couldn't know and her mind was just making her feel worse.
With the beeping of the microwave, Bella sat herself at the table and began picking at her chicken strips.
Blowing on it lightly, Bella took a bite, and noticed it was too hot.
Letting it cool, she got up and took the remote, turning on the television. She wasn't one who normally watched it often, but she liked the noise of it, especially when she was alone.
Bella then went to the door and opened it, deciding that she would give one look for Edward. If he was there, great! If he wasn't, she would try to think that maybe he again lost his nerve.
Although, that didn't really make sense to her, he was amazingly beautiful.
Handsome.
Men are handsome! She chided herself, taking another bite of chicken. It was bland and rubbery but killed the hunger.
This night clearly didn't go the way she expected it to go.
Then, just as she was raising her hand to take another bite, there was a slight knock on the door.
Bella dropped her chicken, grabbed up her old water glass and did a quick swish, before wiping any possible crumbs from her mouth.
She then walked to the door and opened it to see tragic sight.
Edward stood, sopping wet with one to-go box of food and a small grimacing smile. "I tried to come as soon as I could," he started, "can I come in?"
Bella nodded, not sure what to think. She moved aside and watched Edward move up the few steps and into the trailer. It suddenly felt very small with him in it.
"What took so long?"
Edward gave an exhale and took the small hand towel that Bella gave him for his wet hair. "I went to my place to get some clothes, but it was occupied, as you remember. So then I had to go across the park to my parents so I could change there and they weren't in and it was locked. It's never locked. So, I went to find Emmett and that… that was not something I need to ever see again." Edward shuddered. "He was… indisposed. I think it was too much of the jalapeño nachos. There was a revolt. It was bad." Bella laughed, which is what Edward was going for, and he smiled at her. "So I just came back here. I have no dry clothes and I left my parents food by their door."
"That's ok. I was getting worried."
"I'm sorry."
"You want something dry? I think I have a tee-shirt or something."
"That'd be great," Edward smiled with an exhale. "While you get the clothes I will start heating this up."
Bella smiled happily and moved toward her locker and went through her clothes. She pulled out a large tee that she wore the night before to bed but she didn't think Edward would mind.
Walking back into the room, Bella handed Edward the dry shirt and Edward took off the wet one. Bella's mouth went dry as it popped open. His chest had a tattoo of a crest of sorts that sat in the middle of a Celtic dragon with the triquetra, the cross, and the knot represented within the wings and body of the dragon.
"You're tattooed," Bella said aloud, instantly flushing.
"I am." Edward smirked, stalling for a few extra moments before he pulled on shirt.
"I never saw it before, or anything like it."
"I haven't been unclothed around you for you to have seen it, before now." He laughed and loved the way she was stammering and blushing.
It was good for his ego.
"I like it." Bella bit her lip and shook her head, shyly.
"Thanks," He laughed, "can you get out a couple of plates?" Edward pulled the food out of the microwave and Bella noticed he had already trashed her chicken.
She wasn't going to miss it.
Bella nodded and turned away from him, happy to have something to do but as she reached up for the plates, she could suddenly hear an audible moan from behind her.
"You don't know how fucking sexy you are, do you?"
She stilled, frozen in her spot, afraid to move. "No." She whispered.
It was like he never moved, but when she suddenly felt the weight of his hands on her hips and the heat of his lips on her neck, she couldn't help the shiver.
"Let me show you?" He pleaded.
Never had her body had such a reaction to a man before and when Edward's soft lustful words touched her skin, she couldn't help but loll her head to the side and give him access to the length of her neck.
Bella nodded, enjoying the way his hands splayed over her hips and moved forward, cradling her stomach as he moved down to her sex.
Then her stomach growled.
She felt his chuckle, and then she felt his arms pull her to his chest in a warm, comfortable hug.
"Let's eat, pretty girl."
"If we have to," Bella said reluctantly. She moved backward and felt how excited she made him and couldn't help her small gasp. It was just a small contacted but she couldn't help the feeling of wanting to brush by him again.
And again.
Edward put some much needed distance between them but the pull was still there. It made her body want to revolt as she did her best to keep her hormones in check.
.
.
"So the date sucked?" Edward asked, filling his mouth with the creamy pasta that was cold but he didn't care. He and Bella had been comfortable conversing while they ate and avoiding the topic but he couldn't help his curiosity.
"Yeah," Bella sighed, "It wasn't my worst date ever, but it is up there."
"I can say that I'm happy that it ended badly and I was there to be your knight in shining Volvo."
"Yes." Bella laughed, "So am I."
They sat in contented silence as they ate, stealing small looks and smiles.
"This is really good, Edward."
"Thanks- it's better when it's hot." He teased, enjoying her smile. "I like to cook. I thought that maybe someday I would venture into that kind of career, but for now I have been drafted to help my parents in the Faire."
"I like working at the Faire. I like all the people, the crowds, the enchantment of it. It's easy to get lost in."
"Hmm, I never saw it that way," Edward sighed. "I always saw it as an obligation."
"Well, like you said, you were drafted into it," Bella winked, "Where I am there by choice. I think it makes it different."
"Are you going to stay at the Faire?"
Bella nodded since she put a fork full of food in her mouth just before he asked.
Edward watched her eat and swallow patiently. He was very interested in the long answer of his question.
"Yes. I've been asked to stay." Bella smiled, "I start our show at our next stop."
"Good." Edward smiled, eating. "I wasn't sure after the way things happened with Demetri."
The moments during dinner passed graciously while they both shared the particulars of their lives, both happily engaged with the easy way they seemed to get along. But as they cleaned up dinner and washed and dried their dishes, the atmosphere within the small trailer changed again.
Especially when Bella peeked outside and saw the dim lighting of Edward's trailer through the rain and realized he was probably going to be there for the night.
When she turned around, Edward was watching her every move hungrily as the sound of the rain pounded on the metal roofing. The ambiance of the candles they had lit hours ago gave an appealing glow and adding to the desire.
Edward felt confident to make a move on Bella based on her beseeching large brown eyes drifting slowly over his body.
He reached over and small teasing circles on her pale skin.
They were both looking down at his actions when he suddenly looked at her with deep shadowy-green eyes. "Can I kiss you?"
His words danced around the air, caressing her in warmth as her body shook with anticipation.
"Please," she breathed, her eyes shifting to his lips.
He moved forward slowly, as if he could scare her off and cupped his hands around the back of her neck before he threaded his hands in her hair.
He lightly pulled her to him before their lips met.
It was light touches before it became intense and demanding. His body shifted over hers and she laid backward on the couch, her head resting on the arm rest.
Then his tongue pushed into her mouth and she again succumbed to him, enjoying the long awaited real kiss.
He tightened his grip in her hair, tilting her head to the side for better access.
He seemed to like the control, she thought, but happy that he finally was taking it. His jeans started to rub over her torso but instead of it being hot or seductive, it was more like a chafing.
"Edward," Bella gasped, pushing him away. He moved with a curious but hurt look on his face. "Let's move the bedroom. You can't be comfortable in the wet pants."
Edward chuckled, happy that she wasn't rebuffing him, but agreeing that he was uncomfortable.
Taking his hand in hers, Bella led him into the bedroom and watched as he shut the door and locked them inside.
He didn't want anyone barging in.
.
.
.
Soft fingertips circled around her breast and Bella smiled.
The warmth of his mouth cause a sharp intake of breath before his hand started to knead her cream colored flesh.
"Edward," Bella sighed before arching her back.
In an instant his hands were teasing and pulling at her, placing her where he needed her.
A soft tear or foil.
Then he was inside.
She felt the intrusion and greeted it with a moan.
He sat inside her, breathing the strawberry smell of her skin, willing himself to calm down.
He wanted to please her.
He wanted to make this memory of their first time bring a smile to her face every time she recalled it.
Gently, lips touched lips.
Tongues laved in a sensual dance for dominance.
Edward withdrew himself but stayed connected before pushing roughly back inside- over and over again playfully, enjoying her scowl and clenching moans.
The feeling of being with her was so fulfilling. He had thought of this moment ever since they met. He had pleased himself countless times with her soft features in mind, but now the girl of his dreams was tightening around him and making him want to take her the way he needed.
But he refrained.
Barely.
Pulling away to look in her eyes, his amusement made her smile with him.
"You feel better than I imagined," he chuckled, feeling the way the shuddering movement felt within her.
She got a devious smirk. "You've imagined this before?"
"A better word would be often." He smirked back as she shook her head and laughed.
"You are an enigma."
Edward grinned, not disagreeing though he felt the same could be said about her.
"Be mine." His carnal words were hot in her ear as he thrusted impossibly deep. She moaned, tightening her grip around him. The way he thrusted instantly felt different and her body took each shock willingly, as if he controlled her desire. "Tell me I get to keep you Bella."
Instantly, he pulled back and watched her face fight between pleasure and dismay. He twisted, bringing her with him as he changed their position and sat her on his lap.
It was her turn to move.
She did.
He pinched at her nipple and he watched her long hair fall down her back as her face tilted to the ceiling.
A movement below her and a sharp bite on her breast made her clench him.
He groaned. "Tell me." Fingers tightly grasped her hips, helping her move over him.
And she would take him: heart, mind, body, and soul.
"Yes. Yours." She simpered as their movements became more erratic.
"Yes, mine," the guttural moan was dark and full of need. Edward rolled her onto her side, grasping at her hips and drove into her relentlessly.
Her body shook and locked on him when his hand found the point of her nerves and pushed on them relentlessly. He fingers teased, circled, pinched, and pulled. He enjoyed every gasping moan and hiss she gave off, glaring at him in warning when he moved his hand away too soon.
He gave a slight smack and then a pinch. "Fuck," She gasped, the hot tension of her orgasm washed over her as her body tightened around his, holding him to her. "Oh! Edward, yes… fuck!"
Edward smiled but was not forgiving in his lust. He quickened his speed, enjoying the shuddering that her body rewarded until he found his own release of tension.
"Bella," he gasped. His hands gripped her too tightly as she watched his beautiful face twist and his eyebrows scrunch over squinted eyes.
He was magnificent!
He body fell heavy over hers as he gasped warm breath over her heated skin.
"You're mine… Bella. And I'm… yours." He panted, his body shivering from the tremors of his orgasm.
"I like the sound of that." She giggled as she ran her fingertips over the sensitive skin of his back.
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.
.
"I can tell what you're thinking, Bella." Edward laughed, squeezing her hand. "But we can't."
There was a succession of honking and then the car was moving forward.
"I can't help it. Sex with you is one of favorite thoughts." She smirked as he groaned.
"Yes, but we have a long drive ahead of us. You can't start teasing me now."
"Why not? By the time we get there, you'll want to ravish me. I have this all planned out." Bella smiled as she pulled up the hem of her skirt and showing him the length of her leg. "Verbal and visual foreplay is about to commence!"
"Ugh! Or I can pull over and fuck you. I doubt anyone would mind the delay."
Bella scowled. "I only do private shows."
"Shame," Edward laughed, turning onto the highway and following Jasper and Alice in her car, "I'm sure we could make a lot of money with a Bella peep show."
Bella smacked at Edward as he grinned with amusement.
"You ruined the mood." She huffed, pulling her skirt back down.
"That's good. I don't think I could handle five hours of verbal and visual foreplay."
With that, Bella put on some music and opened a pack of Red Vines as they drove into their future, happy and content.
A/N: So I hope that was worth the wait.