Ready for You
Beta-Kitchmill
38
Before they leave for the zoo, I catch Edward and my dad in an intense conversation. My dad looks uncomfortable and Edward, he looks to be in full cop mode. Although Edward means well, I'm sure my dad doesn't appreciate being told what to do by my boyfriend.
After seeing them off, Edward excuses himself to make a call. I'm curious, so when he returns I ask him about it. "So, what were you and my dad talking about?"
Edward blushes, lowering his eyes. "I needed to tell him a few procedures and make sure he had my cell number in his phone; stuff like that. I also told him I was going to alert the local police of the restraining order, which I just did. That was who I was talking to. They're obtaining a copy of the document right now."
I nod in understanding, still shocked this could be a real issue, here in my own hometown in the house I grew up in. "And how did my dad take talking to Officer Masen?" I ask, changing the subject.
His eyes flash to mine. "Um, okay, I guess."
"I doubt that, but okay, whatever you say...Officer Masen," I say in my sexiest voice.
"Shower now," he growls, pulling me behind him up the stairs and into the bathroom.
His clothes are off in seconds. Standing in front of me looking like Adonis, I'm struck speechless.
"You're turn," he commands.
I slowly remove my pajamas, letting my hands and the fabric caress my skin as I go.
His gaze is intense and focused on my every movement. A certain part of his lower body comes to life. The less clothes I have on the more awake it is. By the time I'm naked before him, he's stroking himself. Just the sight of him causes heat to rush to my center.
"See what you do to me? Just looking at you and I'm hard."
Placing my hand over his on his hard cock, we move together, up and down.
"That feels good, but I want you in the shower," he says, turning on the water.
While it's warming he kisses me, slow and sweet. Once the room is steamy he helps me into the shower, following behind. Both of us under the hot shower stream, he reaches around me for the body wash, but instead of using it on himself he lathers me up. It's unexpected and exciting, the way his hands slide over my body so easily. He pays particular attention to my tits, the sensation going directly to my center. He doesn't stop there, his hands find where I'm wet and needy. My body moves against his hand, seeking release. His hard cock is against my lower back, rubbing between us as we move. His short breaths in my ear tell me he's turned on too.
"Edward, that feels...don't stop." I'm chasing my orgasm. But he does exactly that, removing his hands from my body altogether. "Oh," I whine. "Why did you stop?"
"Because I want to take my time with you...on a bed," he says, kissing my neck. We move apart, washing our hair but never taking our eyes off each other. He looks so sexy, his toned body shining from the water and bubbles sheeting down his lean muscles.
Unable to help myself, I kiss his chest, down his abs. I grab his small, round ass in both hands, holding him still while I travel lower. When my mouth touches his stiff cock, he hisses my name in warning. A warning I don't heed as I take him completely in my mouth, sucking gently. His hips buck, hands on my head, moving with my mouth, in and out.
"I've dreamed about you in the shower," he muses, watching me.
Releasing him, I laugh. "You've dreamed about me in the shower or you've dreamed about having me in the shower?"
"Both," he answers, watching as his cock disappears between my lips again. "I've dreamed about having you in my shower. Taking you on that bench seat, all the ways I can. All the ways I want to." He grunts. "You gotta stop. Or I'm going to come and I don't want it to be over yet." He helps me to my feet.
We dry off in silence, watching each other, the tension thick between us. Knowing no one is in the house to hear us gives me a little thrill.
"Go lie on the bed," he says.
Dropping my towel, I saunter away, swinging my hips.
"Evil," he says, making me giggle. I'm barely on the bed and he's tackling me. "That ass." He gives it a smack. I squeal in response.
"Now lie down, on your back." He grabs a pillow, putting it behind my head. "I want to kiss every inch of you, take my time. Make you come with my mouth, my hands...maybe more than once."
I shiver in anticipation. He does just that, kissing and touching everywhere until I'm writhing in need. His cock heavy against my leg isn't helping. I try to reach out and touch it, wanting to give him pleasure as I receive it, but he moves my hand away saying he needs to focus, something he's making very difficult for me to do. When he finally focuses on my pussy, I'm ready to explode. The second he sucks on my clit my body shatters. I yell his name louder than planned, but I don't care.
"Wow."
"Wow, is right. You are so sexy when you come," he says, kissing his way back up my body. "I want you. I want nothing more than to be buried inside you, but I don't want the first time to be in your parents' house. In the room you grew up in." He laughs and looks around at the memorabilia. "It's like a museum in here."
"Yep, it's pretty much like I left it." I pull him down on top of me, our naked bodies aligned so perfectly.
"Bella," he groans. "This is too close, just one move"—he thrusts—"and I'll be inside you."
I know, and I want that more than anything, but do I want it here and now? Here? No. Now? Hell yes. "Roll over," I say, pushing on his shoulder a bit. He complies and rolls onto his back next to me. "Do you trust me?"
"Of course. Why do you ask?"
"Because I want to try something and I need you to trust me when I say I agree with you, our first time shouldn't be here and now." I straddle his thighs.
"Okay."
I lean over, kissing him, his hard cock trapped between us. His hands grab my ass, pulling me tighter against him.
Rising up, I slide up a little higher, his cock against my wet, hot center. "Not inside," I say.
He nods, his eyes locked where we're our bodies meet. Swiveling my hips, I slide the length of him. His eyes roll back. "So hot," he murmurs.
Back and forth, back and forth. I move, slowly increasing my speed and pressure against him.
"Oh my God. You're right there. I can almost feel you. This…I can't," he mumbles. His hands grab my tits, his thumbs brushing over my nipples, making them harder.
Watching him come slowly undone beneath me, the tip of his cock hitting my clit just right, brings me close to my second orgasm.
"I'm close," he warns. "Can you come too?"
I nod, focusing on him, us, the sensations.
"I need you to come now," he demands. His thumb finds my clit, rubbing frantically, causing me to buck my hips at the intense sensation. "Bella, come for me."
And I do, this one more intense than the last.
"Oh god, I can feel you," he moans, bucking against me before he spills on his stomach, saying my name.
"I don't think I can move," he says after a few minutes of lying there, me on top of him, a sticky mess between us.
"I can," I say, giving him a peck on the lips before I jump up and get a warm, wet washcloth to clean us up.
We cuddle for a few minutes in our naked, sated state. My thoughts wander to my girls. What they are doing. Are they safe from Jacob?
He breaks the silence. "Get dressed. Let's go." He stands, offering me his hand.
Confused I ask, "Where are we going?"
"To the zoo, of course," he replies, like it's the most natural thing to do.
"Of course." What did I do to deserve this man? A man who puts my needs and the needs of my girls before his own...after some sexy times, of course.
Only an hour and a half after my parents left with the girls we are also headed to the zoo. Even though I was able to be in the moment with Edward for a while this morning, ultimately, I'm drawn to protecting my girls, and thanks to Edward we are on our way to doing that.
Our day is filled with laughs and stories, hugs and kisses, and even a few child tears. Eventually I stop looking everywhere for Jacob and just be with the most important people in my life.
Like I knew they would, my parents adore Edward. His kind, gentle, genuine way is impossible not to love. As I watch him with my family, it strikes me that he belongs. That he is meant to be here. Nothing is forced or fabricated. It's natural and honest and it just is. I have fallen in love with the most wonderful, perfect for me man, and I'm scared to death to tell him.
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"We'll drive the girls since their carseats are in the car," my mom offers.
"Okay, we'll pick up some dinner from that little Chinese place."
I call our order in while Edward drives. Parking is limited, so Edward drops me off in front and I run in to get the takeout. I hear them before I see them, laughing a little too loudly to be appropriate. Although my back is turned to them, just before I've got the food in my hands I hear a man say my name.
"Bella."
I try to ignore it, but the wontons aren't in the order so I'm stuck just thirty seconds longer than I need to be.
"Bella. Bella, is that you?" It's a woman's voice this time.
"Emily," I say coolly, turning toward her.
"I didn't know you were in town. I don't think Jacob does either. Did you bring the girls?" she asks, like we are old and dear friends, when actually she's Jacob's family's old and dear friend.
"Yep, just here for a few days," I say.
"Great. I'm sure Jacob would like to see his daughter."
"Daughters...they're both his, but he's not allowed to come near us because of the restraining order."
Her brows furrow. "Restraining order? He never said anything about that."
"I'm sure there are a lot of things he told you, some true and some lies. It doesn't matter. Jacob is not in our lives, and from the looks of things he won't be any time soon. If you tell Jacob I'm here, can you please tell him the local police are aware of the restraining order as well?" I say before turning and walking out of the door. To hell with the wontons.
When I get back to the car I'm shaking.
"Bella, are you okay? What happened? Is Jacob in there?" Edward asks, unbuckling his seatbelt and opening the door.
"No. Jacob isn't there. Just someone he knows. If he didn't know we're here, he'll know now."
He closes the door and gathers me in his arms. "Everything is going to be fine. Two more nights and we head home," he says reassuringly.
When I stop shaking, he starts the car and drives us home.
The sun has set by the time we pull up to the house. My parents' car is in the driveway, but the house looks dark and empty. Once we park I move to get out of the car, but Edward stops me, his eyes focused on the dark porch. Without looking closely I would have missed it...him.
Jacob is waiting on the porch, and my parents and girls are nowhere to be found.
A/N
At least they got some sexy times in ;)
You guys are amazing. With reviews from the last chapter this story passed Most Eligible Bachelor. I never thought I'd have a story that surpassed that one. Thank you :)
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