Okay, new story…something different. Well, for me. This is about Skateward and Bladella (that's lame…). It's about figure skating and the artistry and beauty of it. Wrapped in a Twilight bow.
As always, I own nothing. Stephenie Meyer does. Lucky wench…
Chapter Twenty-Eight: Competitions and Surfing and More Competitions
EPOV
"I'm nervous, Edward," Bella whispered in the dark. It was the eve of the short program at Nationals. We had had two awesome practices in a rink twenty-five minutes away from San Jose. But, Bella's mind was freaking out. She was distant all night. "What if we don't get past the short program like in London?"
"Bell, we will," I soothed as I cradled her body to my chest. She seemed so small tonight. "You're stronger than you give yourself credit for, love. We'll do fine. Just remember who's standing next to you."
"Carlisle?" she giggled.
"Not funny, Swan," I said flatly.
"I know. Edward, you've been amazing. I probably would have crumbled if I was with Jacob or any other skater," she whispered, looking up at me. Her brown eyes were brimming with tears. "Thank you."
"I'd do anything for you, Bella," I said, cupping her cheek. "Absolutely anything. But we need to sleep, love. Alice is going to here early to make us both beautiful."
"Edward, you're already gorgeous," she laughed lightly.
"As are you, but Alice wants perfection," I snickered, kissing her forehead. "Sleep, my beautiful."
"Okay," she murmured, snuggling into my embrace. She eventually nodded off and was sleeping soundly, draped across my bare chest. I ran my fingers through her hair as I tried to quell my own nerves. This was the first time that we would perform on United States soil…for the National Championship. My own fears reared their ugly heads and I tried to push them to the back of my mind. I did need to sleep but my mind wouldn't shut down. Sighing, I extricated myself from Bella's hold and put on a pair of workout pants and t-shirt. With a soft kiss to her forehead and quick note, I headed downstairs to the lobby.
I curled up on one of the couches, picking up a newspaper. I flipped through a few sections, not really focusing on the words.
"Couldn't sleep?"
I looked up and saw Carlisle. He was holding two cups of tea. "It's chamomile. I know that it's not masculine to drink tea but fuck it. I need to calm down."
"I'm more partial to Earl Grey," I snickered. "But, I'll take this. Please tell me that there's no cream in here."
"Ew, no," Carlisle shuddered.
"Good. Herbal tea and cream is just foul," I smirked. I sipped the hot liquid, smiling softly. It wasn't as good as tea from home, but it was damn close.
"Want to talk, Edward?" Carlisle asked.
"Not really," I shrugged. "I'm just nervous. I can't get my mind to shut down."
"That's understandable. This is your debut with Bella on the National arena," Carlisle murmured. "How is she doing?"
"She's resting. I just couldn't stay still and I figured I could get up, calm myself and then go back to bed," I sighed. "This is also the first major competition that I've been in since…you know."
"Your dad died?" he asked. I nodded, propping my head on my knees. "Edward, he must be so proud of you. You have to know that."
"I do, but it's not the same. Mom will be here for the long program but it's…hard," I sniffled. "There are times when I think I'll get a phone call from him or a random email. Then I see the ring on my right hand, his wedding ring, and then I remember. He's gone."
"Skate for him," Carlisle said simply. "In your mind, focus your attention on making this program for your dad. It'll help you, knowing that he's watching you."
"Thanks, Carlisle," I smiled softly.
"You're welcome, Edward," he said as he sipped his tea.
"Now, I do have a question for you," I smirked. "What are your intentions with my mom?"
"She told you?" Carlisle blushed. I nodded. "We're taking it slowly, Edward. She's still getting over the death of your father and I don't want to push her. But, I'm in love with Esme."
"Just don't hurt her, Carlisle," I said.
"I won't. I couldn't," he whispered, looking into my eyes. "She means too much to me. So do you, Edward."
I bit my lip and nodded my head slowly. Finishing my tea, I looked back Carlisle. He was reading a book. "I'm going upstairs, Carlisle. Thanks for the tea and the talk."
"You're welcome, Edward," he smiled.
I got up and walked past him. With a sigh, I sat down and hugged him fiercely. "Thank you for loving my mom."
Carlisle returned my embrace. "I love you, too, Edward. You're good for Bella and you've brought our family closer together," he whispered. With a kiss to my cheek, he let me go. "Sleep, son. You need it. If my daughter has any say, you'll be up at the ass-crack of dawn to get beautified."
"Thanks," I chuckled. "Good night."
"Sleep well, son."
I gave him a parting grin, heading up to the suite I was sharing with Bella. She was curled around my pillow, pouting slightly. Stripping out of my clothes, I held Bella to my chest, kissing her forehead. "I love you, Bella," I whispered.
"Love you," she mumbled sleepily. "My Edward."
"My Isabella," I sighed. With one more squeeze of her tiny body, my drifted shut and I finally managed to drift off to sleep.
xx FE xx
"Edward, out!" Alice chirped as she stood in our suite. Her arms were crossed and she was glaring at me. "I need to make your girlfriend hot for the short program. You, go to the spa and get a haircut. You look like a flower child."
"My hair is not that long, Wee One," I said. Rose snorted and pushed me onto the couch. She gathered my hair and it was long enough to be a ponytail. A short, freaky ponytail, but a ponytail nonetheless. "Ugh, fine."
"Good. You're appointment is with Genesis," Alice said as she handed me my wallet, hotel key and kissed my cheek. Bella was in the shower. "Have fun, Brit."
"Give Bella my love, Wee One," I said with a crooked grin. She nodded and pushed me out of the suite. I headed down to the spa and got my hair cut by Genesis, a short man with highlighted blonde hair and a wicked tattoo on his arm. He chattered about his girlfriend who happened to be the aesthetician at the spa. That shocked me. I thought he was gay, but he chuckled, saying that just because he worked in a spa and cut hair, did not mean that he was gay. He asked me about why I was in San Jose. I explained that I was a skater and I was here with my partner and girlfriend for the pairs competition. He asked who my partner was. I answered that I was with Bella Swan. He squealed like a pig in heat and asked for her autograph. Then, after my haircut, he had his picture taken with me. I promised Genesis that I'd bring Bella down before we left.
Once my hair was styled, I headed upstairs to get changed into my clothes to head to the San Jose Arena for our warm-up. Bella was in a pair of yoga pants and a tank top. Alice was putting the makeup on her tattoo. However, she looked beautiful. Her hair was curled and pinned away from her face softly. But, I knew that there was a massive amount of hairspray keeping her hair in place. Bella's makeup was soft and elegant. "I like it," Bella smiled. "Whoever cut it needs to cut your hair from now on."
"His name is Genesis and he wants to meet you," I smirked, kissing her lips softly. "Alice, Rose, again, you made her even more gorgeous."
"You just want to get some," Rose giggled.
"Rose, he will get some," Bella smirked. Her eyes shifted to the grand piano in the suite, biting her lip.
Oooh! Playing your girl like you play your piano? Sweet! Let's go for it. Right. Now.
No, guys. We have to skate. Perhaps when we are done, pervs.
Fuck.
"God, you two are porn stars," Rose grumbled.
"So were you and Emmett," Alice said as she blew on Bella's back. "You can be again."
"But, I refuse to. Just on principle," Rose pouted. "I made my decision. I need to abide by it."
"No. You don't," we all chided. Rose glared at us, her mouth gaping like a fish.
"Rose, we love you but you've turned into a mega-bitch since you cut off Emmett," Bella said, taking Rose's hands in hers. "You miss him. He misses you. And fuck, you both need each other. For the sake of our sanity, have sex with your fiancée. Rock his world."
"Ride his baloney pony," Alice added.
"Fuck him," I smirked. Bella shot me a look. "What?"
"Such a boy," Alice snickered. "But he's right. Fuck him, Rose."
"I need to think about it," Rose replied, wrinkling her nose. "You all need to go. Carlisle is waiting in the lobby for you."
Alice nodded and gathered the garment bags with our costumes. Bella slung her skate bag over her shoulders, placing her credentials over her neck. I did the same and laced my fingers through hers. Rose was going to meet us at the arena after she and Emmett picked up Jasper and Charlie. Once we got down to the lobby, Carlisle was chatting with Liam. Carlisle wore a long coat over a pair of dress pants and white dress shirt. His tie matched Bella's dress that was going to wear today, a deep purple. We walked out to the limo and drove in silence to the arena. Bella was seated on my lap, rubbing her fingers along the nape of my neck. She was caressing my newly shorn locks.
Once we got to the arena, we flashed our credentials and walked to our dressing room. We had an hour to warm up on the ice prior to the actual program itself. Unfortunately, we were close to one of the last pairs to go. Jessica Stanley and Mike Newton were skating after us, being the final performance for the evening. We quickly tied on our skates and went to the ice. We worked on a few things that were troublesome prior to our arrival in San Jose. About halfway through the warm-up, we ran the short program with the music. The run-through was smooth. However, we didn't skate it full out. We wanted to keep that for the actual performance.
Our warm-up ended and we headed back to our dressing room. Alice had some dinner for us. Bella nibbled on chicken and vegetables while I inhaled my steak and potatoes. An hour after we ate our dinner, the short program began. Bella did some stretching while I slipped on my costume. Another hour later, Bella was put into her costume. Rose had texted while she was changing that she, Emmett, Jasper and Charlie was at the arena, seated in the box we had reserved.
Once Bella was dressed, there was a quiet knock on the door. One of the younger skaters informed us that we were in the next group to perform. Bella laced up her skates. However, her hands were shaking. "Can I get a few moments with Bella before we head up to the ice?" I asked.
"We'll meet you up there," Carlisle said as he guided Liam and Alice out of the dressing room.
I crouched down in front of Bella, taking her hands in mine. "What's wrong, love?"
"What if…what if something happens, Edward?" she whispered, her chocolate brown eyes staring into mine.
"Bella, it doesn't matter. We are skating for ourselves. The judges, the audience, our competitors, they don't matter. Just skate with me. Let us make love on the ice, my Bella," I soothed. "It's just you and me. Okay?"
She bit her lip and smiled weakly. "It's just you and me," she whispered. "Kiss me, Edward." I nodded and took her perfect face in my hands. I leaned forward and caressed my lips against hers. My fingers caressed her cheeks. She angled her head and deepened our kiss. Her tongue slid into my mouth, massaging mine. Her fingers tangled into my hair, pulling me closer to her body. I nipped at her bottom lip while she nibbled on my top lip. "Thank you, Edward," she murmured against my mouth. "I love you, baby."
"I love you more, my Bella," I smiled. "Are you ready now?"
"I just need to touch up my lipstick and then yes," she said as she pulled away. I finished tying her skates and handed her the lipstick. She reapplied her lipstick and stood up. We headed up to the arena and waited with the rest of the skaters. Jessica and Mike were stretching off to the side. Jessica looked bloated and was in a dress that was not very flattering. It was teal and had many layers of chiffon. "Is it me or does Jessica look like shit?"
"She looks like shit," I snickered. "She looks puffy."
"That dress is not very flattering," she giggled. "Okay, I need to stop perseverating about Jessica and her puffiness. Focus on our skating."
"You're going to do awesome," Alice chirped next to me. "I have a good feeling."
"Ladies and gentlemen please welcome the final round of skaters…" the announcer said over the loud speaker. We slipped off our blade guards and stepped onto the ice. We used our warm up to review over some minor changes. We surreptitiously watched as Mike and Jessica struggle with each other.
The warm up ended and we waited backstage. Bella and I sat next to each other, pretending just to be a pair. Not a couple. It was fucking hard. All I wanted to do was hold her hand and kiss her neck. But, we needed to stay distant. Despite the circus with Renee, our relationship was still hidden and we were going to keep it that way. Bella had enough drama with Renee's bullshit. She didn't need the nightmare of our relationship coming out to add to the fire.
"You still nervous, Bell?" I whispered in her ear. My lips were close to the shell of her ear. I kissed her slightly. She shuddered and smiled sweetly. Shaking her head no, she reached for my hand, squeezing it briefly before releasing it. "Just you and me, love. You and me."
Mike and Jessica walked past us. They were nervous. Mike was already sweating through his black shirt and Jessica was fluffing her skirt. As they moved past us, Carlisle nodded his head toward the ice. I helped Bella up, lacing my fingers with hers briefly. We walked to the ice as the couple before us finished their short program. After their final pose, they gave their bows and exited the ice. Bella and I removed our blade guards, stepping onto the ice. We skated over to Carlisle.
"Have fun out there," he said quietly. "Whatever happens, it doesn't matter. None of these people matter."
Liam stood next to him, "You two will kick everyone's asses. Especially the whale's," he snorted.
"Did he really just say that?" Bella snickered.
"Yes. God, you're such a buffoon, Liam," I said, rolling my eyes. He shrugged and smiled crookedly.
"Was he like this when he was your coach with Tanya?" Carlisle laughed.
"No. Because Tanya was very serious and would kick his ass," I answered. "She's lightened up since then."
"Mentally, yes. Physically, no," Liam said dryly. "But Jessica makes Tanya look like a starving model. Cut back on the fast food, girl!"
"Enough, Liam," Bella chided. Liam winked at her and held out his fist. They pounded fists and I did the same with my former, kind-of coach. "Let's do this shit. I want to spend tomorrow on the beach."
I chuckled and skated away from the boards. "…up next, Isabella Swan and Edward Masen, under the tutelage of Carlisle Cullen! They are performing to an original composition called 'Dream.'" I held out my hand. Bella took my hand and we skated around rink, getting a feel for the ice. We circled twice before taking our spot in the center of the rink.
Bella stared into my eyes, mouthing the words 'love you' before the music started. I responded in kind and we began our short program. It was like a dream. Our hands flowed and our bodies were in perfect sync. Each spin, each jump, each lift was comfortable and at ease. At the conclusion of our program, I held Bella in my arms, cupping her face. "Do you know how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I panted.
"I know. Me too," she whispered. "We did good, Edward."
I nodded and helped her up. Spinning her away from my body, we took our bows. We gracefully glided off the ice. Bella fell into a warm embrace with Carlisle while Liam hugged me. "You did bloody amazing, Edward!" Liam gushed. "I cannot believe how much you've grown with Bella!"
"Thank you, Liam," I said as I clapped his shoulder. Carlisle grabbed my hand and hugged me fiercely, hissing in my ear that we were the best of the night. We walked to the kiss and cry, waiting patiently for our scores. I put my arm around Bella's waist and kissed her forehead. I'd done that with Tanya and no one would know about our relationship. She leaned into my embrace. Her body was warm and I could feel the light sheen of sweat on her body. I was a sweaty mess but could honestly care less.
"Ladies and gentlemen, scores for Isabella Swan and Edward Masen," the announcer said. "With a combined total score of 75.40, Miss Swan and Mr. Masen are in first place, nearly five points ahead from the closest competitors, Victoria and James Hunter. Congratulations! Up next will be Jessica Stanley and Michael Newton."
Jessica and Mike skated onto the ice and took their spot in the center of the rink. Their performance was all over the place. Mike had a great deal of difficulty picking up Jessica and their jumps were sloppy at best. Their score was nearly ten points below ours and their reaction was shock.
We walked back to our dressing room and changed into our street clothes. There was a brief press conference after the performances. Our press conference was brief and it ended once the reporters started asking about Bella's injuries. Carlisle waded into the conversation and we were ushered us out of the press conference room. With the assistance of Carlisle and Liam, we got back into the limo.
"Guys, Rose suggested we go out for some fun," Alice chirped from her spot in the limo. "She found a club. It's called Fahrenheit."
"I don't want to go to a club," Bella murmured. "Not tonight. After the long program."
"That sounds like a good idea," I replied, curling my arm around Bella. "Less likely to get hurt or injured. After the finals, we'll go out. Tonight, I want to just spend some time with Bella. Tomorrow we'll have some fun at the beach."
"But…" Alice mumbled.
"Alice, they're right. Relax," Carlisle snickered. "I want you both to stretch out once you get up to your hotel room. Tomorrow, you'll be off. Have fun. Saturday morning will be a quick run through of your long program and then you'll be good to go for your performance Saturday afternoon."
"When will we receive our order?" Bella asked.
"I'll get it via text later on tonight," Carlisle replied. "We're back to the hotel. Sleep well, kids."
We scrambled out of the limo and were greeted by Emmett, Jasper, Rose and Bella's dad. She was wrapped up in an embrace by Charlie. He handed her a bouquet of flowers after they broke apart. I smiled softly, watching them together.
"Sweet boy," I heard behind me. I turned and was greeted by my mom.
"Mom?" I squeaked. I pulled her into my arms and hugged her tightly. "What are you doing here? I thought you weren't coming until Friday afternoon!"
"I caught an earlier flight. Carlisle managed to get me a limo, bringing me directly to the arena. I saw the last group of pairs, Edward. Out of the six that I saw, you and Bella were the best. So beautiful!"
"Thank you, Mom," I said as I kissed her forehead. "I'm so glad that you're here. Where are you staying?"
"The hotel is sold out. I'm going to staying with Carlisle. He has two beds in his room if you are worried about my virtue," she quipped. "I trust him."
"So do I, Mom," I smiled crookedly. "He's a good man. But please know that I will cut off his balls if he hurts you."
"Got it, sweet boy," she laughed.
"Esme, are you ready?" Carlisle asked. "You must be exhausted from your journey."
"I am, Carlisle," she answered. "Have fun, Edward. I'll see you tomorrow. Love you."
"Love you, too, Mom." She put her carry-on bag onto her shoulder while Carlisle rolled her suitcase to the elevators. Before the elevator door closed, I saw Carlisle take my mom's hand and kiss her palm. Rose and Emmett were practically mounting each other in the lobby. Alice and Jasper were chatting with Bella and Charlie. Adjusting my skate bag, I snuck behind Bella, wrapping my arm around her waist. Charlie offered his congratulations and headed up to his room.
"I see that your mom came," Bella smirked.
"You know about this," I breathed.
"Who do you think convinced her to get an earlier flight?" Bella giggled. "I know you were upset that she couldn't be here for the short program. I called her one night and pretty told her that I'd arrange for her travel. She agreed, but paid for everything herself."
"Can I take you upstairs to thank you properly?" I growled.
"You can take me upstairs, stretch me out and then thank me properly," Bella replied, ruffling my hair.
"Good night, everyone," I said quickly, scooping her up in my arms. Bella waved over my shoulder and we rode up the elevator. Inside of our suite, Bella and I took a shower together. There wasn't anything sexual about it. It was massaging, relaxing and loving. After our shower, Bella kicked me out of the bathroom and I put on a pair of jeans. I sat down in the piano in the suite. Noodling around the keys, I played the music from our short program tonight. Bella came up behind me and massaged my neck and shoulders. "Hmmm, that feels good, love."
"You're all tense," she whispered in my ear.
"Just the muscles are tight. I'm actually pretty relaxed," I said, turning on the piano bench.
Fuck. Me.
Bella was wearing a red satin bathrobe. It was short and left little the imagination. The outlines of her nipples were clear and it barely covered her ass. "Edward?" Bella asked, waving her hand in front of my eyes. Her breasts jiggled as she waved. "Yoo hoo? Brit?"
"I'm sorry. All the blood has rushed from my brain," I said with a wicked smirk. I pulled her between my legs and kissed her neck. Her skin was still slightly damp from our shower. She smelled of her vanilla body wash and strawberry shampoo. I gently pulled on her tie of the robe. It fell open to reveal her naked body underneath. "I need you, my Bella. Please?"
"On the piano," she purred, running her fingers through my damp hair. I kissed her lips quickly and closed the lid of the piano. I picked her, placing her on top of the sleek, black grand piano. Her legs were spread open slightly and she looked fucking perfect sitting on the lacquered wood. I stood up, cupping her face and kissed her soft lips. Our mouth opened immediately and she practically begged for my tongue. I obliged her silent request and swept my tongue inside of her hot, wet mouth. I dragged her to the very edge of the piano and traced my fingers down her lithe body. Her back arched, pressing her breasts toward me.
I released her lips and kissed down her neck. My fingers glided over her pert breasts, toying with her pink nipples. I pulled them between my fingers, pinching them slightly. She mewled quietly, fisting my hair in her tiny hands. Her feet were moving along the keyboard, causing discordant notes to ring through the suite. I guided her back, keeping my hands on her breasts. My mouth followed the same path as my hands, licking and nipping at her erect pink buds. "Edward," she breathed. "More, baby."
I looked up at my girl and ghosted my fingers down her belly. I ran them along her hipbones, causing her body to buck. My hands continued their erotic torture down her legs to her feet. She tried to close her legs to give herself more friction, but I kept them spread apart. With my fingers, I slid them back up her legs to her core. I pulled my lips away from her breasts and stared at her spread, wet, pink pussy. Bella was always one to let me lead our adventures in the bedroom.
Piano, asstard.
Whatever.
It shocked the living hell out of me when her fingers found their way onto her clit, circling over her swollen nub. "Holy hell," I groaned, watching her pleasure herself.
"You were teasing me, Edward. I needed to take things into my own hands," she said with a lascivious smile. I picked her hand and suckled her fingers between my lips. Her essence coated her fingertips. "Fuck, Edward. That's hot."
"Play with yourself, Isabella," I cooed. "Show me what you like."
"You," she smirked as she ran her fingers along my lips. She sat up and put one leg on top of the piano, spreading her pussy wider for me to see. Her fingers swirled over her glistening folds. "Do you like this, Edward? Seeing me play with myself?"
"Fuck yes," I growled. I unbuttoned my jeans and slid them over my hips.
"No underwear, Edward?" Bella giggled.
"Not tonight, love," I said as I wrapped my hand around my cock. I pumped my arousal a few times. "Do you want help, Bella?"
"I'd love to feel your tongue," she smiled. "Right here." She spread her pussy lips and bit her lip. I groaned and released my cock. Leaning forward, I swiped my tongue along her arousal. She let out a loud moan, falling back onto her elbows. Her taste was unlike anything I'd ever had before. It was sweet, tangy and inherently my Bella. I could feast off of her for days. With the tip of my tongue, I delved into the silken walls of her pussy. Her muscles fluttered around my tongue as I flicked it inside of her sex. Bella's hand continued her relentless pleasuring of her clit. Her hips were bucking against my face while she moved closer and closer to her release. "Oh, FUCK!" she barked out.
I smiled against her folds, kissing her sex forcefully. My tongue slid easily in and out of her entrance and I could feel her arousal coat my tongue. I added two fingers into the mix, pushing into her tight core. She flopped down on the piano, palming her breasts. Flicking her clit with my tongue, I increased the power to my thrusts into her body. Her hips rolled as she clenched around my fingers. "Let go, my love."
"Ungh," she groaned, sitting up on the piano. "I need you, Edward. All of you. NOW! Get inside of me. Please!?"
I stood up and lined up my cock to her silken walls. I eased inside of her perfect body, holding her to my chest. Bella's lips crashed against mine while I began thrusting and pumping. My fingers tangled into her hair. Bella's arms were pulling at my shoulders, trying to get me closer to her body. I hooked one of her legs under my arm and it gave me a new angle.
"Yesssss," she hissed. "Just like that, Edward."
"You like that, love?" I cooed, driving into her slick pussy.
"Fuck, yes," she moaned, staring into my eyes. "You feel so good, Edward. More!"
I smirked and deepened my strokes. I could feel every part of my love. Her body was hugging me, milking my being of everything that I was. Leaning forward, I kissed her neck and moved up to her ear. I nibbled on her earlobe while Bella bit down on my shoulder. Her fingers were raking down my back, almost to the point of pain. Marking me.
You know that you're hers. Just put a ring on her finger…call it a day.
Soon boys. Very soon. For now, I'll take her scratching my back to hell as marking her territory.
What about a hickey?
"Fuck!" Bella screamed, plunging her fingernails into my biceps. "God, Edward, I'm so fucking close. Harder!"
"Yes, baby," I panted. My hips pounded into her soft body. I possessively claimed her mouth, pushing my tongue between her teeth. Her fingers were rubbing her clit, brushing over my cock with each pass. "God damn, you are so fucking amazing, Bella. So sexy. When I come, I'm going to explode."
Bella smirked. Her fingers moved further down, surrounding where we were one. The extra feeling of her hand, her pussy and seeing her play with her body was my undoing. My thrusts were becoming harder and less controlled. The muscles around my cock were fluttering and Bella's face was flushed with pleasure. "Edward…" she breathed. "I'm coming. More!"
My thighs slapped against hers. The sound of our flesh smacking each other was overwhelmingly erotic. Bella's face was screwed up in a sensual grimace. My jaw was unhinged watching Bella shatter. She screamed out and scratched down my back as her pussy clenched around me. My own release soon followed hers, pulsing from my body endlessly. I released her leg and her foot fell onto the upper register of the piano. She slumped on top of me, putting her head on my shoulder.
"That was amazing, Edward," she panted.
I nodded fervently. All of my brain cells were mush.
You fucked your brains out! HA!
Don't make me hurt you.
"So much better than a club," she giggled.
I pulled away and cupped her face. "As much as I love our friends, I needed to be with you and only you tonight, Bell. We'll have fun with them tomorrow at the beach. On the ice, we made love and I needed to do the same here in our suite."
"On the piano," she smiled.
"On the piano," I retorted. "Was it everything you dreamed of, Bella?"
"It was erotic because it was with you but honestly, my ass hurts," she replied, running her fingers through my sweaty hair.
"Wrap your legs around my waist, beautiful," I said. She latched on. Her pussy was rubbing against my belly. I could feel her wetness, or rather our combined wetness against my stomach. I picked her up and carried her to the soft, comfy bed. Placing her on the linens, I hovered over her and kissed her lips softly. "Better?"
She bit her lip and nodded. Her eyes glance down to my cock. The closeness of her pussy to him had caused it to wake up. I pumped myself a few times to harden him further. I slid back into Bella's folds and we made love slowly and reverently on the bed. We fell asleep soon after our third round of lovemaking, both sexually and emotionally satisfied. Our quiet proclamations of love filled the suite before we tumbled into a deep and restful sleep.
xx FE xx
"Okay," Alice chirped. "I've got sunscreen, towels, beach balls and buckets. Plus the hotel has made up several picnic baskets for our excursion to the beach."
"Alice, we just want to rest and relax," Bella said as she adjusted her sundress. Despite the fact it was late January, the weather was quite warm, pushing eighty and the sun was shining brightly. "No coordinated activities, no schedule…just fun. Besides, I want to read my book."
"Bella, we're going to a beach. We need to have a schedule," Alice whined.
"God, Alice," Rose spat. "Quit being such a control freak."
"Chill, darlin," Jasper snickered, kissing her forehead.
"Hey, Bells, you're walking a little funny," Emmett guffawed.
Bella and I glared at Emmett. "My hip is bothering me, jerkwad," Bella growled.
"Did you stretch out, Bella?" Jasper asked.
"Oh yeah," I snorted. "We definitely stretched out." Bella and I shared a look. She blushed and laced her fingers with mine.
"Not those muscles," Rose bellowed. "I bet that Bella's…"
"Don't say one word," Bella snarled. "Let's go to the beach." She snapped up her tote bag and stomped toward the exit of the hotel. Emmett patted my back, grinning like a moron. Jasper held up his fist to be bumped. However, I ignored them and followed Bella. She was already in the van we had arranged to take us to the beach. She was looking away from the door and the tears were already evident on her face. Sitting down next to her, I pulled her to my side.
"I'm sorry, Bella," I whispered.
"It's not your fault," she replied.
"It is, baby," I answered. "I should have been more careful."
"I wanted it just as much as you," she said, looking into my eyes. Our friends started loading up the van and were strangely quiet. Emmett slipped into the driver's seat of the van and he drove us to the beach. Bella's fingers were tangled with mine until we got to the beach.
Once we got there, Alice and Rose dragged me away from Bella. Emmett and Jasper wrapped their arms around Bella. They apologized profusely for embarrassing her as I walked away. "So, Brit," Alice chirped. "When are you proposing to our girl?"
"Wow, Wee One," I chuckled. "Blunt much?"
"Shut it," she said as she took out her towel, spreading it over the sand. She quickly removed her sundress to reveal her black and white striped bikini with turquoise flowers. She plopped down and stared at me. Rose did the same and adjusted her green halter bathing suit. "Ring? Proposing? Wedding?"
"Soon," I replied, "Very soon. I do need to get a ring for her, though."
"Have you talked about rings?" Rose asked as she slathered on her sunscreen.
"No. But, I'm thinking Bella would like something that is classically beautiful. Nothing 'trendy,'" I replied as I took off my t-shirt and laying down on my belly.
"Yeah, you make Bella look tan," Rose snickered. "Let me slather you up, Brit."
"Have at it, Rose," I smiled. Her hands quickly covered my back with sunscreen. I rolled over and applied the sunscreen to my chest, arms and face. I slipped my sunglasses on and looked for Bella. She was seated by the water with Emmett and Jasper. She was nodding. Emmett was on his knees, begging for her forgiveness. Jasper was searching for seashells, giving them to Bella for her forgiveness.
"They are morons but we didn't help," Rose sighed. "After they are done groveling, we'll apologize. What you and Bella do in your bedroom is your business. If you two want to fuck until she's walking funny, then it's your prerogative. However, will this hinder your performance?"
"Nah. We'll stretch out tonight and there will be no lovemaking to ensure that we're both not walking funny," I answered. "Bella is feeling it but so am I. I'm a little raw."
"Is Eddie Junior a little chafed?" Alice asked, her face pulled up in a half smile. I blushed and nodded. But, damn it felt good getting it that way. Soon, Bella came back and flopped down on my towel. She leaned her head on my chest. She was pulled away by Alice and Rose soon after she returned.
Emmett and Jasper sat down next to me. "The swells are pretty wicked, Edward. Let's go surfing," Jasper smirked.
"I don't know," I said as I leaned up on my elbows. "I don't want to get injured before the long program."
"We'll get you a long board. You'll be fine, Edward," Emmett said. "Our treat since we embarrassed the hell out of you and Bella this morning."
"Come on, Brit. When have you ever been surfing?" Jasper snorted.
"Um, never," I replied dryly, arching a brow.
"Exactly. Jasper is a novice but I'm a fucking pro," Emmett said, pulling me up from the towel. "It'll be fun and give the girls a chance to talk." We jogged to surf rental shop and got three long boards and three wet suits. The sales guy said it was really cold out in the water. Emmett explained how to get out onto the ocean and how to paddle with the waves. With a boisterous grin, he ran into water and demonstrated how to catch the perfect wave. Jasper gave me a wink and we headed out into the frigid water.
Are you trying to kill all of your little swimmers, Ed? It's fr-freezing!
A little temperature change won't cause too much damage, fucktards.
R-really? Y-your w-wang i-is t-turning i-into a-a v-vagina!
We sat on the boards and watched Emmett from the water as he gracefully traversed the waves. He eventually fell off and popped up. He yelled that he wanted Jas and me to go separately in case something went wrong. Jasper deferred to me since he'd gone surfing before. Emmett nodded and had me paddle into deeper waters, to get a better swell. We waited until the waves began rolling in. Emmett told me to get on my belly and paddle until the water raised me. Then I had to hop up and ride the board like a skateboard. I shot him a look. I never rode a skateboard. Ever. Esme was too paranoid about my ankles. Plus, I was not the typical boy.
Emmett pointed out a swell and proclaimed that to be the wave we'd try to ride. I nodded and turned the surfboard to the coast. Emmett told me to start paddling and I followed his instruction. I felt the board lift and I crouched down. On shaky limbs, I stood up. For a second and then the board went one way and I went the other. I got a mouthful of salt water. I popped up and coughed as I gathered the board. I heaved my body back onto the board. I pushed my hair away from my face.
"Not bad, Edward. Most guys wouldn't have even gotten up. You were standing for a few seconds," Emmett said with a boyish grin.
I wrinkled my nose. "Salt water is nasty," I grumbled
"It is. Consider it impetus to keep you on your board," Emmett snorted. "Let's try it again. You'll stay up this time. I have a feeling."
"Channeling your inner-Wee One?" I asked, paddling back to our spot in deeper water. Emmett rolled his eyes and nodded. But, he was right. I stood up and rode the wave to the coast. I was hooked. We spent the morning surfing until our lips turned blue. I had surpassed Jasper by my third run to the coast and he was a bit bitter. I chuckled as he scowled at me.
We eventually headed back to the girls, drenched, tired and freezing cold. Bella handed me a towel to dry off and I warmed up on the sand. Our time on the beach was brought to an end by Jasper's griping about being cold and we headed back to the hotel. And the heated pool.
The rest of the afternoon was spent in the pool and we had a ton of fun, playing chicken and just acting like complete goofballs. Sometime during our fun, Liam, Carlisle, Charlie and Esme had come down to watch our antics. Emmett, Jasper and I smirked wickedly. Carlisle was wearing a pair of khakis, obviously dressed nicely for a date with my mom. She wore a soft summer dress. Charlie and Liam were in shorts. Emmett hopped up and walked over to Charlie. Jasper and I grinned at Liam.
"Oh, FUCK NO!" Liam barked as he took off. Jasper and I quickly caught up with him, tossing him into the pool, clothes and all. He popped up from the water next to Charlie who was laughing hysterically. Carlisle and Esme were falling over each other on the chaise lounge. Bella and the girls were holding their sides, giggling relentlessly. "I can't believe you did that!"
"Payback for each long practice and then some," I snickered. Carlisle came next to me and then shoved me into the pool. I barked out a laugh. I brushed my hair back and smiled crookedly at my coach. "Don't think that you're safe, Cullen."
"Oh, I know it," he replied. "But, we thank you for not tossing me into the pool. Your mother and I are going to dinner and we have reservations."
"Be prepared, Carlisle," Bella giggled. "When you least expect it, you'll get dunked."
"Yeah, Daddy," Alice retorted, waving her hand at her father. Carlisle shook his head and left the pool area. Liam and Charlie got out of the pool and sat down next to the girls. We stayed in the water until it was too cold to hang out. We then headed up to our respective rooms. Bella and I ordered room service and relaxed on our bed. We fell asleep early, curled up in each other's arms.
The next morning dawned early. Alice and Rose took Bella from our suite to get her ready for the long program. After an hour and a half, she was completely made up and ready to go. Carlisle drove us to a rink outside of San Jose to a more extensive run-through of our long program without the prying eyes of the press. We finished our two hour practice and drove to the San Jose Arena. In our dressing room, Alice and Rose touched up Bella's makeup and adjusted her hair. It was stick straight and pulled into a low ponytail.
As we finished our touch ups, Carlisle gave us some notes from our run-throughs this morning. He explained that if we have fun with our long program, we'd do fine. Bella was visibly nervous. I was concerned about her. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Just you and me."
"You and me," she whispered back.
Carlisle smiled and told us to get dressed. It was almost time to get us on the ice. We were the last competitors to skate since we were in first place. However, the competition started in the late morning and was going to be finished up by six in the evening. The men's finals were starting at seven.
We were dressed in our costumes. Alice adjusted my vest and loosened my tie. It was slightly humorous seeing Alice fuss over me. I towered over her in my skates. I was pushing 6'4" in my skates. Alice barely came to my sternum. "You really are a wee one, Alice."
"Shut it, Gigantor," she said as she pinched my side.
"So, what's your prediction, Alice?" I asked. Bella and Rose were adjusting the corset of her dress. "Tell me."
"You get gold," she answered. "You completely obliterate the closest competition."
"Thanks, Ali," I said as I hugged her. "I needed to hear that."
We headed up to the backstage area of the arena. James and Victoria, Mike and Jessica and three other pairs were waiting for the final skate time. The Zamboni was going around the rink, smoothing out the ice. Bella was quiet, wringing her fingers as we waited for the Zamboni to finish its job. I wrapped my arm around her waist, pressing my lips to her hair. "You and me. Just you and me."
"I know, Edward," she whispered, leaning back in my embrace.
"Hey, Isabella," Victoria sneered. "May the best pair win."
"Good luck, Victoria," Bella said blandly. "You too, James."
James nodded and gave us a small smile. We hadn't heard much from him since our last meeting. However, he had apologized to us in his own way. He sent a letter to Bella via Carlisle and said that he was going through a moment. He was currently going through anger management courses.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome our final group of skaters for this afternoon," the announcer said. He rattled off our names as we took to the ice for the ten minute warm-up. Our short program was lyrical and beautiful. Our long program was more sensual and forceful. The take of our warm-up was much different this time around. We skated purposefully and aggressively. I scooped Bella up into an overhead lift and she murmured that she felt like she was flying. Twisting her down, I held her to my body, pressing her to my hardness.
"Horny, Edward?" she giggled.
"Yep. Always for you," I said as I spun her away, dropping her into a death spiral. We finished our trick and we did a bit of our new footwork. Soon, our warm-up was over and we headed backstage. Alice put a coat around Bella's shoulders. Carlisle nodded to a quiet corner of the backstage area.
"Okay, I know that you both are nervous," Carlisle muttered. "You seemed a bit shaky during the warm-up."
"This is our first time doing this routine in front of an audience," Bella replied.
"It's a strong program. Go out there, skating strong. As raunchy as it sounds, your short program was making love; this program is fucking. Dirty fucking. Show the difference between the two. Bella, trust your partner and let him take you on this wild ride. Edward, take her. Roughly."
Bella stood on her toe picks, "Piano, Edward."
I groaned and shot her a sidelong glance. I blushed and turned back to Carlisle. "I'm going to assume that you both know what I'm talking about," he chuckled. "But, perhaps we can say a quick prayer before you skate. A little divine providence would be good to have."
"I'd like that," Bella said. "Jacob would never pray."
"Then, let's pray," I said as I took Bella's hand in mine, lacing our fingers together. Carlisle took my hand and we bowed our heads. I closed my eyes . I prayed to God. Prayed to my dad. Prayed for our performance. Carlisle pulled us closer, putting his arms around our waists. We followed suit.
"I love you both," Carlisle whispered. "I'm so proud of you. You're beautiful skaters and come March, I will be so sad to see you go as competitors."
"We love you, too, Carlisle," Bella said as she looked up at his face. "Thank you for everything." She kissed his cheek and smiled softly.
"If you expect me to kiss you, you've got another thing coming, Cullen," I snorted. "But, I do love you. Thank you."
Carlisle rolled his eyes and kissed my cheek. "I'll let you two, focus. Don't make out."
"We won't. Our relationship is still not public," Bella explained.
"People are starting to suspect," Carlisle said. "But, we'll cross that bridge later."
"We'll add it to the press conference. Confirming our relationship," Bella said, looking up at me. I nodded and smiled at her. "Everything is set up for after the medal ceremony, right?"
"It is," Carlisle said. "Don't worry about that now, Bella. Skate. Have fun. Enjoy your time with Edward. I'll see you right before you skate." He stepped away and gave us time to think.
Bella took my hands and leaned against my shoulder. I pressed a kiss to her mahogany hair. "Whatever happens, love, I'm so honored to be your partner."
"Me too, Edward," she said. "I just wish that we had more than one season."
"I know, love," I answered. "But, we will always have each other. We're partners on the ice and off the ice as well. Forever, Bella. I'm never letting you go."
"Good. Because I don't want you to," she said, smiling softly.
"Hey, guys, you're up next," Liam called. "Victoria and James are just past their halfway point."
Bella slipped off her jacket and passed it to Liam. I massaged her shoulders as we walked to the edge of the rink. Victoria and James were skating well but there was a disconnect between the two of them. They weren't in sync with each other. James was more relaxed while Victoria was more aggressive. Neither of their stances matched with the music.
They finished their piece and accepted their applause. They skated off the ice and walked to the kiss and cry. The announcer congratulated them and explained to the audience that the judges were finalizing their scores. Bella and I skated onto the ice and waited for their scores, but speaking with Liam and Carlisle. Their scores were announced and they were in first place by a few decimal points. Mike and Jessica were in second place and a younger pair was in third.
"Ladies and gentlemen, our final pair to skate for us tonight is Isabella Swan and Edward Masen. They are under direction of Carlisle Cullen and skating to selections from Carmina Burana."
I took Bella's hand and we skated around the ice. We reached our spots in the rink and held up our arms, glaring at each other. As soon as the timpani downbeat crashed, we fell into our characters. We skated toward each other, only to spin away. I caught her wrist and pulled her to my chest. Her hands tangled into my hair as her lips barely grazed mine. "Fuck me on the ice, Edward," she purred.
I smirked and ran my hands down her bodice of her costume. I pushed away, skating backwards and bringing her with me. We moved along the slick surface, preparing for our first element: a throw triple salchow. We moved into the jump and I launched her from my arms. Bella landed soundly, grinning lasciviously. We quickly fell into side by side sit spins. Our bodies contorted as we switched our positions in perfect harmony. We ended our spins and began our new footwork that Liam and Maggie added in London. It was intense and powerful.
We split up at the end of the footwork to do our concussion sit spins. Our heads were centimeters apart. I could feel Bella's ponytail whip across my face when fell into our spins. We spun and then gathered speed for throw triple split. Bella's toepick hit between my legs and she flew above me. I caught her easily and thrust her out. She stopped and cupped my sweaty face, running her fingers down my neck. I wrapped my fingers around her ponytail and picked her up. Her legs wrapped around my waist, leaning over back away from my body.
"We're almost done, Edward," Bella breathed as she came back up. "Throw double axel and side by side triple toe loops."
"We can do it, love," I said as I hefted her into a starlift. She crossed over my body and balanced on my arms, moving her legs into a split. Carefully, I twisted her and placed her on the ice. Guiding her across the ice, we gathered speed for our throw double axel. "Don't let the jump freak you out, Bell."
"I know," she whispered as she was pulled back to my chest. "I trust you, Edward."
"Good," I answered. "I love you, baby. Now, fly!" I heaved her away from my body and her body tightened up. One…two..three…LAND! My baby just did a throw triple axel. She grimaced but smiled triumphantly. She turned on the ice and we worked some footwork in between our side by side triple toe loops.
"Can you add a triple loop after the toe loops?" Bella asked.
I nodded imperceptibly and we prepared for our toe loops. We landed them cleanly and added our loops. Unfortunately, I had to double mine since I was taller than my girl. It was either doubling it or falling. I think doubling it was the wiser choice. Our program was almost done. We just had a death spiral and then our ending pose. I dropped her into a front inside edge death spiral. Carefully, I pulled her up and wrapped her tiny body into my arms. Her fingers traced along my lips as I dropped her between my legs, holding her above the ice. The final chord rang and we were done. "Holy mother fuck," Bella breathed.
"Did you know that you did a throw triple axel?" I panted.
"I kind of gathered it," she smiled. I assisted her up and spun her for our bows. The crowd was screaming. It was deafening. We smiled and waved at the spectators. Bella laced her fingers with mine as we skated off the ice. Carlisle picked Bella up in a hug. Liam was gaping like a fish. I closed his mouth and hugged him. We were ushered to the kiss and cry. Bella and I sat down. We hugged each other. "Do you want to make some national news?"
"Baby, we're already national news," I snickered.
"Kiss me," she said, looking into my eyes. I smiled and cupped her face, brushing my lips across hers. It was on the jumbo-tron and probably broadcast into everyone's living rooms that were watching the Nationals. "I love you, Edward."
"I love you so much, Bella," I said as I kissed her forehead and then her lips one more time.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the scores for Isabella Swan and Edward Masen," the announcer boomed. "With the score of 143.87, Isabella Swan and Edward Masen received a combined total of 219.27. Ms. Swan and Mr. Masen are the National Champions with the highest score in Nationals history. They are also the only pair to land a throw triple axel. Congratulations! Please take one final lap around the ice!"
Taking Bella's hand, we walked to the edge of the rink and stepped onto the ice. We glided effortlessly to the center. We took our bows and skated around the ice, waving at our fans. A few younger fans were close to the edge begging for autographs. We just skated past them, giving them high fives. After our lap, I pulled Bella toward the center again and we bowed one final time. I spun her to my chest and took her face in my hands. I sweetly kissed her mouth, earning a loud squeal from the crowd. "Congratulations, Bella," I cooed against her mouth.
"You too, Edward," she smiled, wrapping her arms around my neck. "I love you. So fucking much."
"I fucking love you too," I laughed, picking her up so her feet dangled off the ice. She giggled happily as she continued to kiss me.
This is where I want to propose. At Worlds. On the ice. After we've won.
Excellent idea, Eddie-boy. Let's do it.
Fuck yeah!
A/N: They did it! They won Nationals. WOOT WOOT! They also had some fuckhot sex on the piano. I got all hot and bothered writing that bad boy. Anyhow, up next will be the press conference explaining Bella's injury and her subsequent retirement after the world competition. Also, the gang is heading to Fahrenheit before going home. Alice is moving out and Bella's moving in with Edward prior to the World Competition. Renee will be dealt with and her storyline will be done, too. It'll be a transition chapter leading up to the World Competition. And don't forget about Jacob…LOL. Pictures are on my blog (address on my profile) and come hang out with the coolest chicks on the internet on my Facebook page! (again, link on my profile). Leave me some lovin'!
