Isabella Swan
[Author's Note: We made it. And this is just the beginning. Another chapter from Bella's POV and then tomorrow's will be from Rosalie's. Love you all so much for the reviews. Please let me know what you think of this one lol]
Bella loved her friends, she really did. She appreciated every single friendship and enjoyed the times they'd spent together and looked forward to spending time with them in the future..but.. Leading Rosalie all around the Radisson ballroom to meet them when all Bella could do was think about what the vampire had meant by practicing was .. Excruciating.
It was sort of pointless anyway. The ones that didn't completely lose the ability to speak, blathered on without stopping like Jessica had. Mike and Jake and Embry experienced serious word vomit when Rosalie said she was happy to meet them. Several of the guys offered their hand, though Rosalie didn't take it out of sheer precaution. Jessica and Angela and Leah were better though still not themselves. Jessica asked about Edward and the guys who could talk asked about Alice. Basically the majority of the rest of the party consisted of that. But Bella didn't care. Having Rosalie on her arm at all was heaven. And after they'd gone around to everyone, Rosalie led her back out into the middle of the floor and guided her around the room once more. Only this time, Rosalie kept her hand on the small of Bella's back and kept their bodies firmly pressed together. Tension grew like a weed and the growl never left Rosalie's voice when she spoke to Bella either.
So when she said, "I think it's time I take you home Little Bell," the brunette sighed and followed her across the ballroom like she was tethered to her. In a way, she was. There was nothing that could take her from Rosalie now.. she wanted nothing but her.
They went out to the Bugatti and the blonde vampire opened the door for her and helped her in. Then she returned to the driver's side, climbed behind the wheel and started the vehicle.
"Edward loaded all of your presents into the trunk," she said, the interior accent lights of the insanely expensive designer car bright in her eyes.
"I don't give a damn about the presents," was Bella's honest reply.
They zipped out of the parking lot at an amazing speed and Bella sucked in an excited breath, feeling the moment. Rosalie turned on the radio and a strong beat began to pump in the vehicle. She felt it all through her. And when the vampire put her hand on her thigh and began drawing her usual patterns, a little higher up than normal, Bella bit her lip, leaned back against the leather seat and closed her eyes.
It was no time and twenty minutes and forever somehow simultaneously. When they pulled up to Charlie's house and Rosalie turned off the car, they did not speak. They went up to the door and Rosalie took Bella's chin and kissed her softly. Then, with the brunette's heart still fluttering desperately, Rosalie knocked on her father's door.
Charlie was there in a matter of seconds. He pulled the door open and his eyebrows shot up his forehead and he said, "Well good evening to you both. Bells, you and Miss Hale here look like 2 million bucks." He pulled his daughter into a hug and kissed the top of her head. Then he nodded happily at Rosalie. "And it's nice to see you again," he said, no awkward pause. "Were you at Bella's party tonight?"
"Rosalie threw the party," Bella told him.
"You did?" Charlie looked impressed. "Well you must be a really good friend to my Bells." He clapped Bella on the shoulder. "I hope you were thankful to Miss Hale. I saw those invitations and it looked like a really fancy party. The Radisson."
"I was and am very thankful," Bella said. "I'm going to make sure Rosalie continues to know that too. I'll appreciate her all night if I have to." She glanced at the woman standing elegantly beside her and Rosalie's eyes sparkled innocently.
Of course Charlie had no idea what she was talking about. "Well I appreciate it too," he said. "It's not everyday that a young lady as important as mine turns 21."
"My thoughts exactly," Rosalie agreed. "And thank you for letting me have her tonight," her eyes flashed to Bella. "She's very important to me."
"Then that makes two of us," Charlie said. He looked pretty taken with Rosalie and so when he turned to Bella, she knew exactly what he was going to ask her when they were alone.
"Goodnight Chief Swan," Rosalie said. "You have a very nice house."
He smiled brightly and then he walked her to the door. "Bella, say goodnight to Miss Hale and then I have a present for you in the living room." He went back to his recliner and The Andy Griffith show and left them alone.
Bella and Rosalie stood in the kitchen for a moment and the brunette felt the blonde's eyes slide up and down her frame.
"Goodnight Bella," Rosalie said, a slight smirk on her gorgeous face. "I hope you enjoyed your party."
"I did," Bella told her, playing along, "especially the dancing. And the gift you gave me in the garden."
"Which one?" The vampire asked.
"Both. But I really enjoyed the second one."
"Well good," Rosalie said. "I put a lot of thought into that one. Actually I've been thinking about it practically since the moment I met you."
"Is that right?" The park ranger's heart was pounding now. "Do you think it'll be.. a gift that keeps giving?"
"I think it could be," the blonde responded cooly. She leaned in, her eyebrows pinched in faux-concern, "Do you.. do you think you'll want to keep receiving it?"
Bella nodded pathetically. "Please."
Rosalie smiled and they went out onto the porch together, closing the door behind them.
Bella took a breath of fresh air and said quietly, "In case you were wondering, my bedroom is that one," and she pointed up at the room on the second floor.
"I was wondering actually," the vampire said. And then she leaned in to her, hugging Bella against her elegant dress, her lips to her ear. "Unlock your window," she said and the other woman shuddered. When she let go, all the brunette could do was watch her strut sexily to her car. The Bugatti was out of sight practically in an instant.
Charlie got up from his recliner when Bella came back in and she waited for him to ask her.
"Maybe you should invite your friend Rosalie to breakfast tomorrow, huh? I know some of your other friends have come before and I.." he laughed. "I really like her Bells. She's really polite and I think she cares about you. And her parents are good friends of mine. I think it'd be a, uh, good idea to keep her around Kiddo."
Bella couldn't help but smile. She knew Rosalie wouldn't be able to come with the sun out but the fact that her dad liked her, even if he didn't know the extent of their relationship was really important to her. "I intend on keeping her around, Dad," she assured him, "and I'll ask her though I think she may already have plans."
He looked pleased anyway and went to the coffee table and got a small package wrapped in brown paper and tied up with kitchen twine. "Hope you like it."
She tore open the paper quickly, happy that her dad had gotten her something but eager to get everything over with and be upstairs. And then she saw what it was and she looked up at him.
"Got Dr. Cullen to ask Miss Hale for me what you'd like and I, uh," he shrugged, "Well I wasn't fishing all day today Bells, I was driving all over Seattle looking for this book. I heard you really like this one."
The book Bella held in her hands was a leather bound, notebook size edition of The Great Gatsby. It seemed to be the theme of the night. The cover was purple and the embossed image of Gatsby's silhouette on the front was pink. It was gorgeous. "Dad," she said, "this is one of my very favorite books. And this version is.. Gorgeous."
"I know you got it already," he was saying then, looking sheepish like he did every year around this time, "but Carlisle said that Miss Hale said that you wouldn't mind another copy with a different cover. I did some research and I know your favorite color is purple and all so I.." He shrugged.
"It's perfect Dad," she said and then she went forward and hugged him tightly. "You are the best dad ever. And I mean that. And even if Rosalie can't come tomorrow morning, it means so much to me that you invited her."
"Well," he said, patting her back, "I just want you to be happy, Bells. If someone is important to you then they're uh, important to me."
After she cleaned up the paper and string and prepared to head upstairs, he told her goodnight and said, "Something came from your mom too. I put it on your desk."
In her room, with the door closed and locked behind her Bella had to take a second to calm herself down. She did breaths of fire like she'd learned in yoga and then she bustled around the room straightening things like a maniac, grimacing at her olive green walls and wishing she'd bothered to wash her sheets that morning so that they'd be fresh. When she finally went to the window, her hands were shaking. She unlocked both locks with fumbling fingers and then lifted the window slowly, methodically.
Everything seemed to build up to that moment. She could hear her blood rushing in her ears. Her breath was firmly caught in her throat. She backed up towards the middle of the room to give Rosalie some room and then she waited. The vampire had to have enough time to take her car home, park it at her parent's house and then return on foot. Any second..
Rosalie Hale's entrance into Bella's room was silent. There was nothing but the sound of Bella's pounding heart and her shuddering breath. The blonde stood at the edge of the room for only a moment, the open window behind her, late night air streaming in to tousle her hair. Then the tension broke and she came forward and took Bella's face in her hands and she kissed her.
To Bella, it was like shock therapy to her senses. She clutched Rosalie's shoulders and held her to her, kissing her with an intensity that had them both breathless in moments. When Rosalie gave her a moment to breathe, the two became lost in each other's gaze.
"More?" the smaller woman asked, her voice a pleading whisper.
"Are you okay with more?" Rosalie replied, stroking Bella's cheek.
"Yes." She nodded desperately. "Please."
Rosalie didn't speak. Instead, she backed Bella up against the wall. The smaller woman did not ask any questions and they immediately found each other's lips again and began kissing with fervor. The kisses were soft and warm at first but got deeper and hungrier with each bated breath. When the smaller woman's tongue began to press against Rosalie's mouth, begging for entrance, the vampire pulled back for just a second. Her eyes were dark and when she breathed out, her sweet intoxicating breath pushing Bella's lips, the park ranger felt a very strong wave of arousal blow through her. A few moments of Bella's pounding heart passed and then Rosalie caught Bella's mouth again and parted her lips with her tongue.
The park ranger gasped into Rosalie's mouth and combed her fingers into the blonde's hair. She pushed her tongue against Rosalie's and suddenly they were making out and Bella was losing her grip on reality. Rosalie's mouth tasted so good, her hands felt amazing rubbing her back and her tongue.. she couldn't get over her tongue. Kissing her like that had a very carnal reaction on certain other parts of her and after a few minutes, Bella was practically squirming in Rosalie's embrace. The vampire smiled and pushed her hands down to cup the other woman's ass and when Rosalie squeezed, Bella shuddered happily. She began kissing more than just Rosalie's mouth and eventually she let her lips stray, placing warm kisses along her jaw, her neck, her throat and finally her perfect shoulders. Rosalie didn't stop her, instead she lifted the back of Bella's dress and touched the smooth skin above the hem of the human's thong. The caressing and kissing continued until Bella's lips strayed down further and she began to kiss the tops of Rosalie's breasts.
The vampire caught her face and brought her back up. "Are you trying to seduce me?" She whispered, petting Bella's jaws. "Do you realize how dangerous that is?"
"I just want more of you," Bella pouted, "please?"
"Mm," Rosalie purred, "is that right? And what do you want Bella? What do you intend on doing to me?"
Bella's eyes flashed and her words caught in her throat, the prospect of it beyond her wildest dreams.
"All talk, hmm?" the vampire smiled. She took Bella's hands and pulled her across the room to the closet. She left Bella dumbfounded, turned, pulled the door open and rifled through her shirts, settling on an oversized Forks PD Volunteer shirt, which she draped over her shoulder. Then, with a curl of her index finger, she motioned for the brunette to come closer, which she did without hesitation. Rosalie leaned into her ear. "Do you trust me Little Bell?"
Bella nodded, her head swimming, her body burning with desire. The vampire put her hands on her shoulders and then slowly, she slid them down the back of Bella's dress, dragging the zipper along with them. The dress became loose and when it was fully unzipped, Rosalie let it fall and hit the floor beneath Bella's feet. The brunette stood as a result in a matching black thong and bra, her chest rising and falling laboriously. Pausing on the most intimate parts of her, the vampire's eyes slowly climbed down her body. It took nearly eternity for her gaze to return to the human's face. Then she stepped forward, took the tee and pulled it over Bella's head carefully, gently removing the brunette's chestnut locks from the collar afterwards.
"I got this from helping my dad senior year," Bella mumbled nervously, taking off her shoes and dropping them by the dress. "All the volunteers got shirts to wear but all they had were larges, so.."
Rosalie didn't respond. She returned to the closet and removed another shirt, this time a large The Suns tee that Bella's stepfather Phil had given her to sleep in. The Suns were his minor league baseball team in Florida. Bella never wore it because she wasn't that fond of Phil and how he'd basically taken her mother from her, but when Rosalie unzipped her own dress and let it hit the floor in another puddle of fabric, she forgot about him and everything else.
Rosalie's body was unfuckingbelievable- the same creamy, smooth skin was all over her. She had long legs and a perfectly flat abdomen with just the hint of muscle tone. Her breasts, held tightly in a light pink lacy bra, looked soft and round and perky. And her hips.. she too had on a thong, but it dipped incredibly low in the front in a v shape and left Bella's head spinning and her breath caught in her chest. When Rosalie bent and unhooked her strappy heels, Bella saw her perfectly round ass and heard that same held breath hiss from between her lips. "Fuck," she said, without meaning to.
The vampire stood, took a moment to allow Bella to continue looking at her and then she smiled. "Like what you see Bella Swan?"
Rosalie pulled the shirt over her shimmering blonde curls and then shook them out. Then, reaching up the back of her shirt, she unhooked her bra, brought each strap out one sleeve, and then pulled the entire thing out of the bottom of the shirt. When she dropped it in the floor, and the sharp peaks of her shirt were obvious to both of them, all Bella could do was swallow and run a shaking hand through her hair.
"Can I take yours off too?" Rosalie asked her. "Is that okay?"
Bella nodded without speech.
The clasp was undone and both bras were laying discarded on the floor in a fraction of a second. Then, before there could be any more waiting, the vampire moved forward, picked up the smaller woman with her hands on the backs of her thighs and Rosalie made Bella straddle her waist. She carried Bella to the bed without protest, and then sat down on the lavender freesia printed bedspread with Bella on top of her. And then they were kissing again, much heavier than before, Rosalie's hands snaking up the back of Bella's shirt, petting her shoulder blades, her tongue massaging Bella's with fervor. The golden glow of the lamp shimmered in Rosalie's eyes when she pulled back.
"Your skin is so smooth," she expressed, her hands on Bella's bare back, her lips brushing the woman's cheeks and temple and eyelids. "Are you this smooth everywhere? This warm?"
"Do you want to feel?" Bella asked her, a quiver in her voice, her breathing sharp and rapid.
"Can I?" Rosalie's tone was sweet, her breath sweeter. When the brunette nodded again, she brought one hand around to Bella's fairly muscular stomach and slowly let it slide up. When her fingertips collided with the underside of Bella's soft, rounded breasts, the brunette whimpered and she hesitated. "Is this alright?" Rosalie asked her, "is this too much?"
In response, the brunette slid her own hand up her shirt to join Rosalie's and without another word, guided her hand overtop of her breast so that the cool skin of Rosalie's palm was directly pressed against her nipple. She closed her eyes and directed the vampire to squeeze and when she did a strangled moan escaped her lips.
"Bad girl," Rosalie growled, her eyes dark, her lip twitching, "do you need me that bad Babydoll? Are you desperate to have my hands on you?"
"Yes," Bella responded without hesitation, "god yes."
The vampire adjusted her hand then so that her thumb was against the other woman's nipple and she began to brush it, feeling it harden almost immediately at her touch. She "mm'ed" in response. Then, with her other hand, she brought Bella back into a passionate kiss. They made out like that, with Rosalie teasing first one nipple, then the other, pinching softly and causing the smaller woman to release whimpers of delight. In response to the touch of vampire's hands, Bella's body began to react and though she was trying her best to resist, she couldn't help but occasionally moan against the vampire's lips. It was hardly endurable however, and Rosalie gave in, gripped Bella's waist and readjusted her so that she was straddling only one of Rosalie's thighs. With a guiding grip, the vampire brought the smaller woman's waist down and Bella's panties touched the vampire's cool, marble smooth skin.
Rosalie huffed and for a moment their kissing stopped and instead both breathed openly into the other's mouth. A few seconds passed and then, unable to wait any longer, Bella lifted and pressed down again on the vampire's thigh. Rosalie made a small sound and then, all in one motion, she pulled the shirt up and over Bella's head and tossed it aside, brought the smaller woman's chest towards her, and took one of her nipples into her mouth. When she began to lick and suck, Bella clamped one hand over her mouth to keep from loudly moaning. She continued to grind, feeling how slick she was becoming each time she pressed down. When Rosalie flicked her tongue quickly against the swollen nub, the brunette released a muffled squeal into her palm.
"Does it feel good Baby?" the blonde asked, her murmuring lips torturous on the brunette's sensitive breast. "Grinding on me while I-" she bit very, very softly and Bella squirmed.
A sudden creak outside caught both of their attentions then and they paused their motions. Bella realized right away that it was her father climbing the stairs to go to his room at the other end of the hall. It was an excruciating half a minute, but they both waited patiently. When the sound of his door opening and being pulled back shut was heard, the anxiety gave back way to passion. The vampire took Bella against her, turned and lowered her onto the bed. Then she bent and began giving Bella's other breast attention.
No longer straddling Rosalie's thigh, Bella spread her legs and reached for the blonde's right hand. Her back arched a little every time Rosalie's teeth pressed gently against her nipple. When the human woman took Rosalie's fingers and brought them between her thighs, the blonde lifted her angelic face.
"Bella," she whispered, gazing down into the ravishing brunette's chocolatey irises. "Are you sure?" she placed a soft kiss on her lips and her fingers began to softly caress the innermost skin of Bella's thighs, right where her legs ended and the.. rest of her began.
"Yes," Bella said, and then sensing what the blonde wanted to hear she said, "I'm giving you permission Rose, touch me."
The vampire sucked in a breath and then, her eyes in Bella's, she slid her hand up and let her fingertips trace the length of the other woman's thong. Bella's body twitched with the contact and she lifted her hips to get more pressure. In response, Rosalie pushed herself down on the smaller girl and put her lips to her ear. "Isabella Swan," she growled, petting, letting two fingers slide up and down, doing long firm strokes that threatened to spread her open.. just a bit. "You are absolutely soaked."
Bella bit her lip. "I know," she said, begging to be kissed again. "I always get so wet around you. Can I.. Can I tell you something Rose?"
"Yes Babydoll, tell me."
"You get me wet just by speaking to me."
"Mm, do I?" the blonde kissed her once, twice, a third time. "Are you that lush for me Little Bell? Always ready for me?"
"Yes."
"And have you been a good girl? Waited patiently for me?"
Bella whimpered, the dirty talk just making her want it more. "I was good until this morning," she muttered, "I sort of.. Relieved some tension.." She gasped when Rosalie pressed harder. "Fuck."
The vampire put her lips to her ear. "Are you telling me that you masturbated this morning, Little Bell?"
"Yes," Bella admitted, squirming. "I'm sorry.. I just-"
"Don't be sorry," was the responding growl, "Did you think about me?"
"Yes."
"What did you think about?"
"Your lips," Bella huffed, "your fingers, your hands, your.." she released another strangled moan when Rosalie pressed down on her clit. "Your breasts."
"Do you want to see them?" Rosalie asked her sweetly, almost innocently. When Bella nodded, she stopped touching her only long enough to shed her own borrowed shirt.
"Holy shit," the park ranger breathed. She stared up at the blonde's flawless body, her gorgeous breasts, now free from the shirt, glistened magnificently in the magnificent moonlight sneaking into the open window. "Goddamn Rosalie," she hissed, mesmerized, "Look at you."
"I'd rather look at you," the blonde purred in response, her fingers back to gently stroking. "You are so fucking perfect Bella. And you are so fucking.. Warm." She bent her middle finger just slightly then, letting just the tip of it slide beneath the most intimate stretch of Bella's thong.
"Please," came the brunette's begging, "please Rosalie. Don't make me wait anymore."
"What do you want?" the vampire asked her, "Tell me exactly what you want."
"Your fingers," Bella gasped, feeling Rosalie sliding her panties down her thighs and out of sight. "Your fingers inside of me.."
The vampire's eyes flashed and she hesitated only momentarily before she brought one hand up and put two fingers- her middle and ring- to Bella's lips. Then, gently, she slid them inside. Bella sucked with a hot, desperate mouth and got them wet and warm in seconds. When they were slick with Bella's spit, Rosalie pressed them again to Bella's center and began to work herself back into a pattern. Her strokes were long and deliberate and she pushed more than once, threatening to push her fingertips between the warm wet folds.
"Is this what you need, Beautiful Girl?" Rosalie asked her, her fingers teasing, her lips to Bella's jaw, her teeth skating along her skin. "Are my fingers what you need?"
"Fuck yes.."
The gorgeous blonde vampire smirked. She slid her finger along Bella's slit and found the brunette's clit with the tip of her middle finger. "Not yet.. I wanna get you moaning first. Ready?"
There wasn't time for the smaller woman to respond; as soon as Rosalie began to rub, her finger drawing tight circles on her swollen bud, Bella descended into bliss. She closed her eyes and lifted her hips rhythmically, lost in the sensation. "Fuck," she heard herself whispering, "you're so fucking good at that.. It feels so good.. Your finger is.. oh god.."
"No," the blonde hissed, biting at Bella's earlobe. "Say my name."
"Rosalie.." Bella hissed. "Rosalie, Rosalie.. Please.. Take me."
"Good girl," came the returning praise. "Sweet beautiful girl.. I'm going to give it to you. I'm going to give you my fingers.." She smiled against Bella's warm cheek. "But I'm going to go very slowly. I have to get used to the pressure I can give you.. So I've got to take my time. Is that alright?"
"Yes," Bella responded, possessed. "Yes.. Of course..."
"Thank you," the vampire cooed sweetly. "You have to tell me if I get too rough.." She let her fingers drift back down and when she began to trace Bella's opening with a slick fingertip, she finished her statement. "I want to fuck you Bella Swan, but I have to work myself up to that."
Her fingertips pushed inside then and Bella groaned desperately. Rosalie caught her lips and kissed her back into gasping silence. "You have to be quiet for me," she purred, "moan into my mouth okay?" When Bella nodded, she kissed her and then, perhaps not willing to wait any longer, Rosalie pushed her fingers the rest of the way in.
Bella moaned deeply and in response, so did Rosalie. "Goddammit all to hell," she hissed, overcome and obsessed with the new sensation she was experiencing, "you're so fucking warm.." she pushed deeper and then, excruciatingly slowly, she slid back out. "And tight." Her movements became fluid then and she began to take her with a careful rhythm.
Completely out of her mind, experiencing more pleasure than she had ever experienced before, Bella began to talk, lifting her hips to meet the blonde's long fingers every time they entered her. "You see how good I feel inside Rose," she murmured, "how I hold you in and warm you up.."
"Yes," Rosalie growled. "You're so perfect Bella.. you feel so good.." she pulled all the way out, pressed and teased and then suddenly slipped smoothly back inside. "How is this? Am I going too hard?"
"No," Bella shook her head. "No. Just.. Don't stop Rose.." Every time she lost Rosalie's fingers, her body built up anticipation to have them push back deep within her. When they spread her lips and curled inside of her, she felt like she was about to explode. "Fuck, what are you doing to me?"
"Practicing," was the breathy response. "Can you cum for me like this, Babydoll? Can you get off to me taking you like this?"
"Yes," Bella mumbled, "Fuck yes.."
It didn't take much longer. Rosalie kept a steady pace, edging the smaller woman to a much deserved orgasm. Bella began to claw at her back as her mind began to spiral and she knew that she wanted nothing more than to come apart in her lover's arms.
"You feel so good wrapped around my fingers," the vampire grunted. "You must have been made for me.. I think you belong to me."
"I do," Bella said, "I do belong to you." Her hips began to buck and she kissed Rosalie fervently, trying to keep from crying out. Her climax began in her toes and her fingertips, and then like a tidal wave, it crashed over her all at once. She felt her walls clenching around Rosalie's fingers and her body began to jerk as her orgasm ripped her apart. "Oh fuck," she huffed, her hips rocking, juices dripping out of her and running down the blonde's wrist. "I'm.. I'm cumming."
She watched as Rosalie put her fingers to her mouth and with a skillful tongue, licked them clean. She could taste herself on Rosalie's tongue when they kissed. It took her a while to come down enough to formulate actual thoughts after that and when she did, she immediately began to push herself up, determined to give her lover the same amount of pleasure she'd just been served. But Rosalie caught her in her extremely strong arms and pulled her back down.
"Just you," she said, kissing her and continuing to pet her thighs and her hips and her stomach to calm her down, "I'm not ready yet Sweet Girl. Is it okay if we just focus on you for a little while longer?"
Bella didn't question her. She wanted to do to Rosalie whatever Rosalie wanted to have done to her but.. She was unbelievably exhausted and.. Cuddling up to her and falling asleep in her arms was exactly what she needed. "Yes," she said. Then, the thought suddenly crossed her mind and she told the other woman, "But I don't know if can handle you leaving in the morning."
"You don't have to," was the vampire's sweet response, maneuvering them both then so that she could pull the blankets down and cover their naked bodies. "Alice said that it's supposed to storm all day."
"All day?" the brunette echoed, her big brown eyes caught in the vampire's amber ones. "Then that means.."
"I can stay with you. At least until your breakfast with Charlie."
Bella gasped. "You can come with us," she said then, excitedly, "I mean. If you want to. Charlie invited you and.." She mm'ed lightly when the blonde began to softly touch her breasts again, with nothing but affection this time. "He kind of adores you."
"He adores my father," Rosalie quipped, and then she kissed Bella's forehead and her nose and her cheeks and her chin and finally her lips. "I'll go anywhere you want me to go," was her response to Bella's proclamation. "But afterwards-" her lips began to press softly against the smaller woman's throat, "I get you all to myself."
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