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Chapter 33
Bella's POV Part 1
Songs for chapter...
Lady gaga - Edge of Glory
Chris Brown- With You
Previously on Until I Saw You...
"EVERYONE GET THE FUCK OUT" Edward roared.
The room became eerily quiet as they all stared at Edward. His outburst stunned most, while his siblings all smirked. Yeah, they all knew what was going on...or better yet, what was about to happen.
"Son, what the hell has gotten into you now," Esme chided.
Edward just shook his head at her and leveled the rest with a thunderous glare.
"What has gotten into me...as you so eloquently put it is... that I have this incredibly gorgeous woman by my side and I can't speak with or touch her, without everyone watching our every move." They all gasped, while I tried and failed miserably to hide my giggle.
"Isabella this is not funny," both my parents tried to say sternly, but like me, they failed. They were all aware of the fact that they were in our way, they just didn't care.
My giggles died when no one moved and began to go back to their previous conversation...well all but Emmett. He was definitely smarter than he looked.
Raising a not so amused eyebrow toward them all, I said..."Oh will you all come off it...you are all aware that we need to talk, without the ridiculous audience." They all unanimously crossed their arms over their chest, clearly not following my line of bullshit for one minute.
"Fine...you bunch of cock blocking assholes...we need to talk, amongst other things." The room exploded in laughter and my father held out his hands as everyone in the room began to hand him a hundred dollar bill.
I couldn't believe my eyes.
Theses fuckers bet on us...or at least how long till we cracked, that's what I gathered from Alice...who actually mock punched me in the arm, for not holding out for 'thirty more minutes!'
Because clearly I was aware that they were all gambling at my expense.
Like I've said before...assholes.
"Okay enough," I yelled at the top of my lungs. Glaring at my father, I asked 'how much has he made off of his daughter's misery?' He looked down, properly chastised, and answered '$700.00 dollars Bells' as my mother hmphed over his incredible luck.
I could not believe the audacity these people had...seriously.
Walking over to him and before he could see what I was doing, I snatched the money out his hands. I quickly began to thank them all, for the new fabulous pair of shoes their disturbance and annoyance had just bought me.
Jaws hit the floor and I shrugged, stuffing the nice little chunk of change I just banked into my back pocket.
Once again standing in front of my man...awww, has a nice ring to it doesn't it...my man.
"You've all said your piece...filled our entire evening with inane chatter and stories, made me some money…which is always a good thing. But now, it's officially time to go. In other words you don't have to go home, but you got to get the hell out of ours." Edward leant down smiling and kissed me chastely before whispering, "Definitely ours."
Putting his arm around my waist, my bad boy pulled me towards his chest and finished what I was going to say.
"In other words...we want...no need to be alone. I want to be able to touch my princessa without being glared at, mocked, or cock blocked." He glared at them, and then winked at me.
Emmett, the biggest child of them all, noticed the edge of hostility we held and wrangled everyone's belongings. He came over to where Edward and I stood and hugged me and his brother, while telling us how happy he was for us both.
His wife, my new sister, came over wishing us the same before turning to address the room.
Her glare and tapping heel on the marble floor made everyone else move forward and wish us a happy night. One by one they filed out, while she kept the line moving.
Our parents were only allowed two minutes tops to wish us goodnight…before she pulled them out the door and toward their awaiting cars.
Once the last intruder filed out, she winked at us, closed the door, and cemented my new admiration for her.
In other words…I was having a serious girl crush on my new sissy!
The door had not fully closed, before I found myself with his lips attached to my own. My body being slammed up against a wall, as my heart tried to find its way out of my chest.
His tongue skimmed over my bottom lip, asking...no, demanding entrance. An entrance I was willing to give any time, anywhere, for the rest of our lives.
His hand began to roam my body as if possessed...
Grabbing.
Tugging.
Squeezing.
Fuck, I was already in heaven and we'd barely just begun. At this point I was certain, that my bad boy most certainly would be the death of me.
"Fuck princessa," he groaned as his lips left mine and followed the path down to my neck. His mouth leaving open mouth kisses along every new inch of new skin he discovered.
His tongue laving across my collarbones, leaving a trail of fire from the tip of my toes to the last strand of hair on my head.
"Princessa, I'm going to fuck you tonight...I'll worship every inch of your body before the night is through...this, I swear on my life, but right now...I'm going to fuck you into that couch across the hall. I want to hear your screams of pleasure, as I plow into you from behind...do you understand baby?" I could only nod my head in answer, as every nip or lick on my tender flesh, sent shockwaves of ecstasy throughout every cell in my body.
"You have always been mine, baby girl...I've shown patience and restraint, but no fucking more. It's about God damn time I claim what rightfully belongs to me..." he bit my neck hard and I moaned like a wanton whore...no, not anyone's whore, but his.
"By the end of the night, every single inch of you, will bear my mark. I want every fucking man and woman that dares look at my girl, to know she's taken and thoroughly loved." His tongue swirled over the tender flesh on my neck where he chose to display the first, of what I knew would be many, 'love bites.'
My knees buckled and my body sagged...I was a lustful, yearning, turned on mess in his arms.
The arm that held my hair out of the way...dropped and began to roam my torso. He growled out a frustrated slew of curses, as the fabric of my jersey met his wandering hands.
Releasing my body from his strong arms, he stepped back, and promptly devoured my body with his lustful stare. My body tingled as he memorized every curve, every bit of skin available to his awaiting eyes. I felt completely naked, but, at the same time the most beautiful woman in the world.
He made me feel that way.
As if no other woman could ever be enough for him, because I was all he needed. I knew I was a beautiful woman...I felt very secure and comfortable in my own skin. My body and face was enough to have any man I wanted on his knees, begging for any piece of me they could have.
But my bad boy saw beyond the superficial, he saw the real me and made me feel wanted, desired, worshiped...just what any woman would want from their other half...he gave me that and so much more.
He slowly walked around me and watched me from behind.
My panties were soaked through and ruined. My clit throbbed against the fabric of my destroyed undergarments. And as I continued to rub my legs together, shocks of pleasure shot up directly to my sensitive breasts, making my nipples harden further and a small whimper to escape my lips.
That...that right there, is what this man does to me.
I lose myself in his intensity, further cementing my need to live for his pleasure and needs, because I know in my heart that he lives for me...just the same.
My body trembled as the minutes passed and his harsh breaths were all I had to know he was still here.
'What the fuck is he waiting for' whimpered my inner hoor.
"You know Isabella," he stated and my ears perked up at this, because he's never called me Isabella before. "I should walk away and leave you as you are now...a horny desperate mess...wanting, needing and desiring my touch." The air left my lungs and my mouth opened to begin begging and pleading for him...not to, but he had other plans.
As always, Edward was a step ahead of me and before I could speak...he laid a single finger over my lips, completely silencing me.
"Don't fucking say a word," he growled. "As much as I enjoy looking at you in this sexy ensemble," he paused and gathered my pony tail in his hands, before wrapping it around his fist.
He tugged harshly and without mercy, making me hiss in both pleasure and pain. The new angle left me in a vulnerable position...with his grip and tugs directing my every move.
With his mouth now directly next to my ear he spoke once again...
"Seeing another man's name on your body burns my blood and makes me go insane with jealousy...would you like to be held responsible for this man having a bullet with his name on it...my bad girl?" Once again he bit and sucked on my neck. Marking me, with yet another reminder of who I belonged to.
I knew I should be upset and angry, but the truth was I loved it. Every cell in my body came alive at his displays of possession and domination. I could easily teach him a lesson, but why should I, when I owned him, just as much as he owned me.
And if dominating me for the time being made him happy, why would I deny him.
Denying him would ultimately be denying me.
Without warning the jersey was ripped from my body. I was left surprised and panting. But my bad boy, well, lets just say he all but foamed at the mouth, after seeing what lied beneath.
His hands encased a breast in each of his and roughly squeezed. My nipples hardened further and elongated into two stiff peaks under his ministrations, causing a frenzy and gush of moisture to coat my inner thighs.
"The only man's name you will ever display on your back will be, MINE...the only man's attention you will ever need is mine, and the only man that will ever have you, as I have you now...in my arms, creaming your thighs and whimpering like a bitch in heat...Will. Be. Me!" Each word was delivered with a firm tug to my pebbled flesh.
I now I'm late and I made you guys wait an extra week because I couldn't concentrate on this bad boy and for that I apologize. I hate not meeting my deadlines, but I couldn't give you something I wasn't proud of.
The lemon here is dissected into three chapters and will not be a quickie…there will be foreplay and tender moments in-between. I will try to get the next one up by Thursday this week, so the wait won't be too long.
See u mid week…now leave me some sugar!