High Expectations

by StillDreaming85

My name is Bella Swan. I'm 32 and still single. While all my friends have settled down and started their families, I'm still hanging around, looking for Mr. Right. I blame books; they've ruined me and gave me unrealistically high expectations of what my perfect man should be like. How am I supposed to settle down when no one I meet matches up to my book boyfriends?

37. Chapter 37

A/N: Thanks to Sherry n Tiffany x x

Chapter 37

Edward kept his distance that night. After we ate, he excused himself to his office and I was left to entertain myself. I had hoped that he would take me. I yearned to feel is hands all over my skin and his cock deep inside of me, but I had the feeling that sex was off the table, at least until I made a decision.

I woke up in the middle of the night feeling sexually frustrated after spending hours dreaming of him, only to find myself in bed alone. I tried to pleasure myself, but it wasn't my touch I longed for. I spent the reminder of the night tossing and turning, not finding any rest.

In the morning I found Edward in the kitchen, cooking breakfast. I silently slid onto a stool at the breakfast bar, watching him. He seemed naturally comfortable and confident in anything he did. I think it was one of the reasons I was attracted to him.

"Oh, good, you're awake," he said, as he turned around to face me, emptying an omelet from a frying pan into two plates that sat on the counter. "I'd ask you how you slept, but it doesn't look like you got any sleep."

"You didn't come to bed," I said, realizing afterwards that I sounded like a moody girlfriend.

"I thought it was best that I kept my distance," Edward said, handing me a plate. "I don't want to confuse your decision."

"Why would you confuse it?"

"I don't want you to say yes to this lifestyle, Bella, because the sex is good. I've realized being a Dom isn't something I can switch off. I'm not saying that I won't take you out for dinner and treat you well, but I am saying that I will expect you to submit to me, fully."

"As in you want to tell me what to eat and when to exercise?"

"Eat? No. Exercise? Yes. Look, there is a lot that we will need to discuss if you choose the lifestyle, but first, you have to make that decision. I suggest you spend the day doing some research on it before we go to see the scene tonight. You can use the computer in my office if you like." With that, he grabbed his plate and walked off, heading downstairs. I didn't like that he was keeping his distance from me. It only made me crave his touch even more.