Chapter 44
Bella and I were on an island. No, not on the island anymore, in a boat off the coast. There were books everywhere. Too many books. They'd gotten damp from the sea spray so the pages were swollen and heavy. The boat dipped lower and lower with each wave that rocked it. Panic, for me, had begun. I took the heaviest of the books and tossed them overboard. The water level against the side of our little boat lowered slightly. I felt relaxed. I'd saved Bella. I'd lost several words, but saved my Bella. Several words? I'd lost more than that! Books! Entire books! Gone, just like that!
Seeing my panic return, my Bella, my own saviour, began tossing books into the sea as I had. Panic struck impossibly hard. Fear of losing every word known to me pounded at my chest, squeezing my lungs. With each word...no, not word...BOOK lost, a breath was taken from me. I was drowning. No, suffocating. I was floating. Sinking...
'If you don't stop this obsession of yours, I'm leaving.' Bella said as I struggled to take a breath.
'You'll go back to...him...' I choked out.
'You know I'd do anything for you. Follow you anywhere. You're my obsession.' Her voice was smoky, her eyes sultry. 'You're my world. What am I to you James? Tell me. Before all your words are gone, am I more important to you than anything else? More important than your precious words? James? James!'
James?
The boat rocked furiously as the waves grew larger. Stronger. My books that had floated around us were now pulled under and sucked deeper into the vast swirling sea. It was too late for them. And then Bella was hanging over, her hand dragging through the frothy water the last wave had left behind.
'You're losing James. I won't be here forever.' I was no longer in the boat with Bella. My mother, young and tortured, sat before me. Her wild copper hair blowing around her sad face. Her eyes begging. 'He loves me. He can say it. All you and I had were words and now you've lost them.'
'No! There's still some left.' I searched the bottom of the boat frantically for the right one. The right word to use at this moment. 'See? Here it is! 'Exclusive'!'
'Wrong! Try again,' she taunted.
I sobbed as I dug deeper. 'Commitment?' I offered.
She smiled sadly. 'Are you capable? You need more than will to make a commitment work.'
Another word. She needed another word. Obsession? I couldn't offer that one. She'd used it already. It didn't feel right.
'James? Are you with me?'
'I...I'm not James,' I stammered.
Bella returned, my mother's image now gone. 'You don't know, do you?'
'No! I'm lost! Help me Bella. Please help me! I love you! Help me find the right words!'
'You don't know what love is.'
The boat swayed, our bodies were tossed around with the few books that remained. My skin was wet from the waves? No, my tears. Or sweat. I was cold and clammy. Anxious. I clung to my Bella. My Bella? A possession. An obsession. The boat stilled but I still grasped for my love.
"Have they been out here all night?"
The boat began rocking again. A wave of nausea hit this time.
"Emmett, don't! Leave them sleep. They look adorable!"
Alice? Slowly, consciousness took hold and I realized I was stuck in another crazy dream. Alice was indeed standing over me. Emmett too. With a big dumb grin. The sun hurt my eyes and I was soaked. Bella stirred against me, burying her face into my neck to protect her eyes. She was wet too.
"Em, I swear to god if you rock this thing again, I'll chuck all over you," Bella grumbled as the hammock began to sway. I kissed her clammy forehead and kicked off the blanket we were covered with.
"You slept out here?" Alice asked.
I rubbed at my eyes, careful not to move around too much. "Yes and no. Couldn't sleep inside with the she-wolf howling so we came out here at some point this morning."
"I know! Crazy huh?" Alice giggled.
Gently prying the damp strands of hair from Bella's face and neck, I kissed her again. "You okay hon? You're clammy."
"I need a shower."
I heard Emmett's deep laugh of mischief but couldn't react in time. We were hit with a shower spray direct from the garden hose.
"Shit! That's fucking cold asshole! Turn it off!" Bella and I both tumbled out of the hammock and chased him. He had the initial advantage of being awake, and armed. But the cold blast had woken us quickly and we had adrenaline on our side. Bella stomped on the hose disconnecting the water flow and halting Emmett's run. I took advantage of his temporary stun and tackled him, redirecting the aim of the hose before Bella stepped off.
"Ahhhh! You little shit!" Emmett cried out, now drenched as well as I took off. We could hear the girls laughing and decided to call a silent truce with each other. Catching them off guard now, they took a heavy soaking before the water suddenly cut out.
"You're welcome!" Rose called out, standing by the water shut-off.
"Oh my god, that's cold!" Alice hugged herself and shivered. Bella continued laughing, wringing out her ponytail.
"Sorry," I approached her sheepishly with a crooked grin. Her t-shirt clung to her curves and her hardened nipples poked at the wet fabric. I felt them against me as she pulled me in for a hug.
"Guess you're not as cold as I am," she giggled when she felt my reaction to her enticing state.
I bent to whisper in her ear seductively. "I could get it up in an igloo as long as I had the visual I've got now. I want to suck on them. Really really badly." My laugh was deep and throaty, full of desire and all-out need.
She licked and chewed on her lips as she tried not to grin. "God Cullen. You can make me want whatever you want with just a word or two. I don't know if it's your words, your voice or that look in your beautiful eyes...whatever. It's really damn effective." Her lips were on my neck, her teeth nipping at my skin and her tongue darting in and out.
The hosing had made my dream seem distant but Bella's comment brought it back. Her tongue was currently driving it away but I was still conscious of it. My heart rate quickened as I fought to not let it overwhelm me. Live in the moment Cullen. The hot, wet moment. I scooped her up in my arms and kissed her deeply as her arms wrapped around my neck.
"Hey hey hey. Do I need to put the hose back on you two?" Emmett threatened. "We're all waiting for you guys so we can go eat. Put it on hold for an hour or so okay? I'm fucking hungry!"
Setting her down, I held her from behind, pulling her body tightly against mine and crossing my arms over her chest so everyone wouldn't have full view of what I wanted to claim for myself. "Give us half an hour to get ready."
"What about Jaz and Rose?" Bella and I had made it through the day with our friends, though the sexual tension between us had never been higher. Now we were laying on her bed listening to the pornographic sounds of our friends. Again.
"Bella, I had it nightly for a month last summer, remember?"
"I don't mean hearing..."
"Have I ever seen them?" I smirked. "Why? You into voyeurism? We made a tape, if you're interested. It was for film class."
"No!" Her hand flew to her mouth and she turned bright red. I could see her blush even in the dark.
With a throaty laugh, I pushed her playfully. "I'm joking! If there's a tape, I don't know about it! But I did see them...once. No. Twice."
Bella turned onto her side, propped on an elbow. "Spill!" There was mischief and something else in her eyes.
"Okay, well one time was the obligatory walk in. With the 'oh my god! I'm sorry!' Rush out, only to go back 'cause there was something I really needed to get and say, of course 'I'm really sorry' one more time. It's gotta happen at least once when you have a roommate right?"
"And the other time?"
"Yeah. That. Um... I didn't get the headphones in soon enough and I wasn't completely annoyed yet...just frustrated..."
"You watched!" she teased.
"Well they're right there! And they left the bathroom door open a crack so there was a bit of light. And shit, I was horny," I laughed as I confessed.
"Was it hot? Or weird."
"Um...both? I mean, he's my best friend...and I've known Rosalie since kindergarten."
"I was embarrassed when I first heard them. Then annoyed and disgusted." The lip chewing started up.
"It turned you on," I smirked. "Come on Bella! I confessed that I watched. You can tell me." I sat up and eased her onto her back, an arm on either side as I perched over her. "Did it get you wet?"
"I had just got off the phone with you..."
"Damn! I could've got phone sex if I'd stayed on longer?" I teased as she slapped me.
"Be nice... I was thinking about you, and missing you... You were nice in my mind right then, not being a jackass." She poked her tongue out, flashing the adornment. Not fair.
"What did you do Bella?" I asked in a low voice next to her ear. I dipped lower to nibble at her neck.
"You know..." she whispered.
My grin widened as I layed out beside her, on my own elbow, face-to-face. "Do you have a... an aid? A toy? What did you use?"
She wouldn't look at me, and her bottom lip had disappeared entirely, in her mouth. "I don't have a toy. I just... you know... touched."
"You used your finger," I stated, getting more turned on by the second. "Did you wet it first?"
"No."
"You were wet enough." She nodded after my statement. "How many fingers? They're tiny." I held her hand as I stroked her index finger. "So tiny... Which did you use?" She flipped me the bird and I chuckled before sucking on it. "Next time, tell me when you've done it. I wanna taste."
"You enjoy this, don't you? Torturing me?"
"It's torture to talk about this? You're really good when it comes to making me talk. Tell my stories. In detail."
"You want detail?" she challenged. Now I nodded anxiously. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. "I was still dressed so at first, I kinda just rubbed, squirmed against my palm."
"Show me."
Her eyes finally connected with mine as she licked her lips. She let me move her hand down to where I wanted it and I grinned to encourage her. I gave her a soft kiss before I pulled back slightly to watch her work her hand. She kneaded the small mound and stroked delicately. Slowly.
"And then?" I rasped.
"I took my jeans off. And my top." I pulled her top up and over her head and stared as she massaged her own breasts. Fuck!
"Bella that's hot..."
"Do you want to take over?"
"Yes... and no. I wanna watch you. It's been a fantasy of mine for a long time."
She laughed softly and her smirk came back. She was gaining her boldness now. She spent a long time on her breasts while I resisted the urge, several times to take one for myself. Then she slid her right hand down her belly and rubbed herself some more, a little more vigorously this time. My eyes darted back and forth, not wanting to miss anything. I was too close for the full visual. She stopped instantly when I got up to move.
"No no no!" I pleaded. "Don't stop now. I just need a better vantage point. Please?" I was afraid I'd ruined it. She had been really into it and now she was shy again, chewing on that plump, rosy lip again. Below us, Rosalie was panting out a rhythmic moan and I was more turned on than I'd ever been. "Please?" I asked again gently as I knelt on the floor beside her. I kissed her lips softly while I put her hands where I wanted them. "Pretty please?"
I eased back slowly as she got back into it. Close enough to lean over for another kiss when she slowed, but far enough to see everything she was doing. She tended to knead her full breasts more than stimulate the nipples. I'd have to remember that. Below, she was very gentle with herself. No frantic finger fucking. She slid it in and out slowly, intermittently. More rubbing than penetration. Interesting. And arousing. My own hand found it's way inside my pants and I tugged while I watched her stroke, pet and knead.
I almost shot my load when she let out a soft whimper and shifted her hips to insert two fingers. Yeah, this was the hottest thing I'd ever seen. Much better than watching my friends that time. Much better than any porn flick I'd ever seen as well. My tugging quickened as her stroking did. And then she stopped. Just stopped.
"I can't..." she sighed with a groan.
"Nooo, baby you were doing so good. Keep at it, you'll get there." I encouraged her with words and then a kiss that began gentle and gradually deepened as my hand took hers back to where I needed it. She was so hot and extremely wet...she was close to orgasm. But she'd stopped. I kept my hand on hers while she started over. My thumb rubbing at the hot little jewel while first one, then two fingers went in and out.
I left myself alone so I could concentrate on Bella's release. One hand was on hers and the other bent her leg to open her up more. I stroked her thigh as I watched her. So fucking hot... I wished for a second set of hands. I wanted one to work on the boob she didn't have a hand on and another to appease my throbbing dick.
"That's it, you can do it," I encouraged as she moaned and grinded against her hand and mine. Her other hand released her breast and grabbed mine that covered hers, pressing hard against all three hands as she arched her back. "So close honey," I whispered. "Stay with me."
I planted little kisses on her raised thigh and she shivered. I ran my tongue from her knee down to where our hands were meshed and she whimpered and shivered. "Help me out Edward," she pleaded softly.
"I am baby. I will. But you're almost there. You can do this. I want to see you get there." I resumed kissing her inner thigh as my thumb traced very gentle circles all around her own fingers. Letting go of her leg, I reached behind to squeeze a cheek and lift her hips so I could get at new flesh to taste. She cried out as my tongue lapped at the spot where thigh turned to ass, her whole body rigid as she shook in orgasm. As she was beginning to come down from it I moved her hands and replaced them with my mouth, tasting her for the first time. She cried out again as a second wave of orgasmic pleasure hit.
My own need couldn't wait any longer. While I lapped and sucked and nibbled as she rode it out, I tugged like mad on myself, ready to explode. She grabbed at me, pulling me away from her junction and sitting herself up so she could reach me. Her hand went over mine as I pumped away. Her thumb circling the head, spreading my pre-come around. When it dried out, she reached between her own legs and spread her remaining wetness on me. I came fast and hard, without control or regard for where it was shooting. When I opened my eyes, she was staring intently. Adoringly. She kissed me as she continued the motion, now solo; my come mixed with her juices made a wonderful lubricant and I barely had a chance for it to deflate before I was fully erect once more.
"It's my turn now," she whispered as she moved to let me back up on the bed. "Let me see how you do it when we're on the phone."
With a wicked smirk back at her, I laid back on her piled pillows and took hold. "Start talking baby," I grinned.
A/N ~ *ahem* So not actual sex, but a fantasy of Edward's fulfilled and then some. Hope he didn't offend in any way. ;) ~ SR
