The Crooked Knife
By CKBarGuy and BrownEyedBluez
We don't own Twilight. Edward is our life now.
Chapter 54
1/17
Dear Diary –
He did it. Last night, on Twitter, he fucking called me his girlfriend. Actually, he said it there a couple of nights ago, but I was too astonished to even comment then. Last night, I did. :)
He said he's my boyfriend. I feel like I'm back in high school, but this time, instead of the school geek, I'm dating the star quarterback. Apologies to Em, but he knows what he was like in school. It's one of the reasons we were together. Scrawny nerd with bad posture and skin dating the 5x5 butterball. Ok, we weren't as bad as that, but it seemed that way at the time. It's no wonder we joined forces to keep the rest of the world at bay.
And now, Em's filled out and cleared up. He's that good-looking guy I always knew was in there if he'd just stop trying so hard not to be. If someone had told him in high school that he would ever be with a girl like Rose, he probably would have sat and cried at their cruelty for teasing him, then gone home to beat off at the mental image.
I've changed a lot, too. Now Em outweighs me instead of the other way around, and he's all muscle. I don't use food as a crutch anymore. The cigs helped with the appetite control and now I'm with Edward, I think we're both smoking less. My alcohol consumption is about the same, though. Lol
Hello, I'm Bella Swan, Edward Cullen's girlfriend.
You know Edward Cullen; he's my boyfriend.
Bella + Edward
Jesus, I'm such a dork!
Can't help it. The things that man does to me without even trying- not to mention when he is trying- holy fuck! Yesterday's 'breakfast' was absolutely mind-blowing. He has the most talented hands and mouth in existence. He probably should get them insured.
I decided he needed an appropriate 'thank you', so this morning I thought I'd see what he was doing for lunch. If he was staying at school, then I would have to wait, but if he was going home…
As it turned out, he was having trouble with his project and decided to go home for a nap before he had to go in to work tonight. I teased him about wearing my new boots. He loves my boots. He thinks they are hot, so hot that I shouldn't wear them in public where other people (read : MEN) can see me in them. Silly man. I only wear them for him. I suggested I should meet him at his flat, since he does actually sleep very well when I'm there. He agreed, but told me he wouldn't even let me in the door unless I was wearing my trainers. Oh, Edward… you walked right in to this one.
I sent one last tweet to him, but he'd already closed his laptop, and he leaves his phone off when he's working, so he didn't get it. :) Evil little me got ready and headed to his place. I damn near froze waiting on his stoop, but he grinned at me when he got there and I shook my trainer-covered foot at him. We got inside and stood there in the foyer, kissing and clinging and trying to warm up. I finally suggested he go change for his nap; I'd make him some cocoa and bring it up. He kissed me again and started upstairs.
I quickly stripped off my socks and trainers and put them by the door. Then I mixed up the hot cocoa I'd brought with me, poured it into two mugs and took it up to his room.
He was propped up on his pillows in my favorite pair of grey sweatpants and a soft grey v-neck t-shirt, making notes in his journal. I put his mug on the night table next to him and took mine to the one on my side of the bed. He reached for his and as he took a sip, he glanced at me. A look of surprise crossed his face.
"Oh, nice. Mint… Bella, why do you still have your coat on, love? Are you still cold?"
"Put your mug down, Edward. I'd hate for you to spill it," I urged and he did. His eyes about popped from his head when I dropped my coat and was standing there in nothing but a pink tank top and matching lacy boy shorts.
"Where are your clothes? Bella, please tell me you had on more than this under your coat when you came over here."
I just smiled and shook my head at him as I crawled up onto the bed. "Nope. You just said I should have on my trainers. You didn't say what else you wanted me to wear, so I came dressed for naptime. You do still need a nap, right? You seem very, very tense, Edward. Let me help you relax."
He shook his head at me and smirked, but sat up so I could pull his shirt off. I pushed him down on the bed and told him to lie on his tummy. I straddled his ass and massaged his back and shoulders for a few minutes, but I didn't want him too relaxed, not just yet. I slid off and had him roll over. I sat on his hips, his eyes lit up and he grabbed me by the waist. I leaned down and pressed kisses all over his face, avoiding his lips, and sliding my hands across his chest and shoulders. I kissed him and sucked his tongue into my mouth as he moaned. I released his lips and began to kiss my way along his jaw to that sweet spot just below his ear. I licked and sucked at the soft skin there and felt him shiver. I continued licking and kissing down his throat to his collarbone, leaving little nibbles along the way and enjoying the goose bumps I was raising on his skin.
I wiggled my hips and he thrust his pelvis up hard, as there was no mistaking that he was enjoying what I was doing. I slid my ass back a few inches and he gripped my hips with both hands, holding me in place as he again pressed up to meet the heat I'm sure he could feel between my thighs. I kissed my way down his chest and gave his left nipple a leisurely lick. He hissed and I sucked his nipple, nibbling as I felt it harden against my tongue. I moved my hand to his other nipple and teased it with my nail before giving it a little pinch.
"Fuck, Bella," he gasped and I shook my head as I kissed further down his chest to his stomach, shifting until I was kneeling between his legs. I teased his belly button with my tongue, and kissed the golden hair that disappeared under his waistband. I hooked my fingers beneath the elastic and tugged it down, as he raised his hips to help. Sweet Jesus, he was commando.
His cock sprang free as I pulled his sweats down and off of his legs, and I sat back for just a moment to admire it. Hard, thick, long… beautiful, just like the rest of him. I scratched my nails lightly through the hair on his thighs as I nibbled them on my way to his cock. He moaned softly as I reached the base and sucked gently at his sensitive skin. He reached out to caress my hair and I smiled up at him, watching his face as I slowly licked and kissed the length of him. He shuddered when I kissed the head and dipped my tongue into his slit.
"Love, you have on too many clothes," his voice was rough as his fingers plucked at my tank top. I stilled them with mine.
"This is for you, Edward. You got to taste me. Now it's my turn to taste you. You just enjoy."
I let go of his hand and felt it slip back into my hair, brushing it away from my face so he could watch. I smiled at him and kissed his tip before I slid my lips around his head and sucked. A groan escaped his lips and I took more of him in, sucking and licking as I wrapped my hand around him and began to let him slide slowly in and out of my mouth. He felt like hot velvet against my tongue, and Jesus, he tasted so good, like cloves and citrus. I took him in as far as I could, pulled back until he was nearly free of my mouth, then slid him back in deeper as I relaxed my throat.
"God, love… please, Bella…'' he murmured as he tried to thrust his hips up. I sucked him hard as I slowly pulled him from my mouth, licking him as he slid out. I pumped him in my hand, letting my palm skim over his head and he jerked on the bed. One hand tangled in my hair while the other clawed at the duvet.
"There's no need to hurry, lover. I promise, you'll like it," I said before I slid my mouth back down on him.
"No, Bella, that's not… fuck, love… I can't …" he stammered before he thrust his other hand in my hair and tried to pump himself in my mouth. I hollowed my cheeks and did my best to keep my teeth out of the way. He clearly wasn't going to last much longer, so I grasped his thigh with one hand as I cradled his balls with the other.
"FUCK! Bella, love… God… Bella, move, please… Bella, I can't… I'm…"
I ignored his rambling as he fucked my mouth with fast, erratic strokes. He was so close I could feel his thighs trembling with the effort to hold back. I gave his sack a gentle squeeze to let him know it was ok to let go, and he did.
He shouted my name as he came in thick creamy spurts of honey down my throat. I held him to me until he shuddered his last and collapsed back to the bed, exhausted. I gently sucked his softening cock clean, kissing it reverently before moving to curl up next to him. He pulled me hard into his arms, his breathing still shaky as he buried his face in my hair. I held him tight for a minute until I felt the shaking increase. I pulled back to see tears in those beautiful eyes as he stared at me.
"Baby, what's wrong?" I exclaimed, brushing the tears from his cheeks. I thought for a moment I'd not been careful enough with my teeth, but he shook his head, trying to speak over his emotion.
"B-bell-a, T-t-t-tanya…" was all that he could get out before another wave of tears choked him.
Tanya? WTF? I just gave him a blow job, let him fuck my mouth, and he says 'Tanya'? I was confused and hurt, not to mention becoming really pissed off, when he took my face in his hands and kissed me deeply. He sucked at my tongue until I moaned and he released me. His breathing was still ragged, but he seemed to be able to talk now.
"I'm sorry, Bella, I couldn't last with what you were doing. It just felt too good; you felt too good. That was amazing and beautiful, love, and you have no idea what it means to me that you wanted to do it." He kissed me again, rolling on top of me and pinning me with his leg. I kissed him back, running my hands over the muscles of his shoulders. When he pulled away, he chuckled and wiped one of his tears from my cheek.
"I know it sounded strange, but I promise I wasn't thinking of Tanya while you were doing those lovely things to me. I couldn't. That was something she categorically refused to do. And then for you to not only do it, but want to do it…" His eyes were dark and he kissed me again until I was the one who was breathless. I ran my fingers through his hair and he closed his eyes, his head on my shoulder, relaxed and content enough to finally get some sleep.
He kissed me so sweetly before he left for work, with the softest look in his eyes. I may have gone all puddley. Now I'm getting ready to go meet him at the pub, and since I didn't get to take my time this afternoon, I may be wearing my boots and a mini-skirt to torture him just a little where he can't do anything about it. ;)
I already don't like her, but the fact that Tanya refused to give Edward head just makes me mad. Part of me is glad, because it's one more thing to bind him to me, but how fucking selfish can this bitch be? The more I think about it, the more I almost hope she does show her vicious ass in NYC. My heels are itchin' for a kickin'.
WTF did 'bind him to me' come from? And why do I like the idea so much?
