She Rocks My World
80's Rocker, Edward Cullen, is the frontman for the enormously popular band, Cullen.
He's every woman's dream; handsome, wealthy, and talented, but the elusive rocker has something to hide until an overwhelmingly gifted, doe-eyed beauty steals his heart at first sight and sound.
A/N: I so need my Beta, Fran. And thank you, everyone, for waiting.
Chapter 23: The House in Cali (part three)
EPOV
I give Bella a head start up the stairs to make the chase interesting. I take two steps at a time not rushing, watching her turn at the banister with her hair flowing in her stride. The skirt of her dress is showing off her beautifully-shaped legs, which I see in slow motion, as she runs down the hallway, sliding into my room. The sound of her laughter surges through me as excitement fills my being.
She's all that I want or will ever need in a partner.
I stalk my prey as I enter my room, watching as she stands on the other side of the bed nervously swaying, trying to decide which way to move. I slowly plant myself at the front of the bench with my eyes never leaving hers.
"Edward, you know Steve Perry maybe be … be ..." she stutters, "Steve, Steve Perry, but you're Edward Cullen … another force to be reckoned with in the music business."
I remain quiet and stare.
"He may have a golden voice, but it's your voice that elicits every goosebump on my body. It's your dynamics of a song that brings me to my crescendo of perfect harmony. It's your wayward hair, and only your hair, that draws my fingers like a magnet to its lustrous texture that ignites my desire for you. As any seasoned musician, it's a thrill to fangirl over a famous performer."
I cross my arms over my chest.
"Edward, say something … please?"
I urge her. "Keep going."
"I love Steve Perry as another performer. I love you as a man."
With an evil smirk, I slowly turn while Bella leaps onto the bed attempting her get away. Pivoting an opposite move, I catch my innocent babe in midair and pin her to the mattress. With Bella on her back, I grasp her hands with mine and move them over her head. She cooperates with no resistance, very still, but awaits her sentence.
The sexual tension vibrates throughout the room. I maintain composure and slowly move the back of my hand over her cheek and down her jaw caressing her neck to the center of her breasts. Her breath hitches as I linger at her ribs. I look away from her and notice the stimulated pebble peeking against her dress. Exhaling a warm flow of air over her chest, I lean down and suck through the fabric lightly biting her nipple. Releasing her hands, I continue my exploration, as Bella runs her fingers through my hair.
I mumble, "Steve Perry doesn't get to do this."
She mumbles, "No, he doesn't!"
We laugh.
She holds her stomach and grimaces.
"What's wrong?"
"Edward, please let me up."
She runs to the bathroom, closing the door as horrible retching sounds echo from the door. My first instinct is to follow, but I sit on the edge of the bed and wait. Once I hear the water flow and shut off, Bella slowly walks to my side.
I grab her hands and place her on my lap cradling her. "You okay?"
She hesitates.
I cup her face and plead for an answer. "What's wrong? Was it something you ate?"
She shyly says, "Cramps."
My light bulb shines, and I nod. "There's Midol in the downstairs bathroom."
She scrunches her nose. "Why do you have Midol?"
I shrug. "Ali."
"Yeah, yeah."
"Do you need anything else?"
"No, I brought everything I need."
"How about you settle in and I'll go down and make us some tea." I rise and walk to the door. Turning, I tease, "Should you drop Steve Perry, I might rub your back."
She gives me the most radiant smile. "Steve who?"
When I return to the bedroom with a tray in hand, I find Bella curled in a fetal position on her side frowning with her eyes closed. "Hey, you okay?"
She sighs. "I'll live … but not comfortably for about three more days."
Placing the tray on the nightstand, I crawl in to spoon Bella's back. I begin to massage her lower stomach and upper hips to her tailbone. She relaxes to my movements and leans into me.
"That feels so good."
"My dad would do this for my mom." I catch myself. "Oh, I never watched. Dad just explained this would be the best thing I could ever do for my wife. Ali says that's why she keeps Jasper around."
She moans. "I can see why."
I knead gentle, circular movements with my fingertips at the base of her spine and sing softly, "Let me hold you close to me
Feel my warmth touch your skin.
As I have you near to me,
The heat of you makes me grin."
"Did you just make that up?" she asks.
"Can't help it if you inspire me."
She turns around. "Thank you for that."
"I wasn't done. I have one trick better than Dad that will really take the edge off."
She flirts. "Oh, you do?"
Sliding my palm over her luscious cheeks, I massage her firm mounds, pressing her closer to me. I question, "Am I hurting you?"
With her eyes closed and labored breath, she responds with barely a whisper, "No."
I continue my ministrations moving Bella over me as she raises her hands into my hair and nips little kisses around my jawline.
Feeling for the two, little tampon strings between her legs, I stroke her swollen clit to the sound of slight moans. I love that she's quiet. I love that she responds to my touch, my movements and I love to please her.
"Please, don't stop."
"I'm not too heavy on you?"
"Edward, the pressure is actually quite helpful."
"Okay, good. That's what Jasper says. He improvised on Dad's technique."
She looks at me with surprise.
"I've not done this to anyone, Bella. I've never wanted to … until you."
She smiles with wide eyes. "Don't stop."
And I don't until she reaches her orgasm.
I fall to her side with a raging hardon, but I don't plan on any relief. She needs to rest.
"I'm going to warm our teas in the music room microwave."
When I return, the room is empty. I place the cups onto the tray. "Bella."
"In the bathroom, Edward."
I sit on my side of the bed.
The door opens, and Bella walks to me, stands between my legs, kneels and places her hands on my thighs. Placing my hands over hers, I stop her gestures. "Not tonight. I want you to rest."
She looks up at me with a frown on her puzzled face. "But."
"No buts, I'm taking care of you." We sit on the edge of the bed drinking our tea. "Does the warmth help?"
She nods. "Yes, a bit, but nothing like your 'technique'.
"Not that I want to know what Jasper is doing to my sister, but I now realize I'll pay more attention to his 'improvements'.
She tsks and giggles.
"You know, Jasper does Tampon runs."
"What?"
"He's good about buying them."
"Wooow," she draws out. "For real?"
I nod. "I will, too."
"That's another plus for Edward Cullen." She hugs me to her.
I mumble into her ear, "I bet Steve Perry doesn't buy tampons."
Bella rolls her eyes, kisses my lips, stands and places our empty cups back onto the tray. "Let's cuddle."
We crawl into bed under the covers, and she lays her head on my chest. I wrap my arms around her.
She sleepily asks, "Are we still going to the studio tomorrow?"
"Depends how you feel."
"Edward, you don't need to baby me."
"If you feel stronger, we can meet up with Monte, deFarus, and Marcus. They want another meeting."
She yawns. "They still want to steal me away from you?"
"Actually, they want to glue us together; a new Sonny and Cher."
"Are you kidding me?"
"No. But they want us to get rid of our bands, and that's not going to happen. It did give me one hell of an idea, though."
"Which is?"
"Our bands recording together. I think combining the sounds will be different. And I want to learn to play the Uilleann pipes with you. We could mix a feminine and masculine sound that would appeal to all sexes… Draw the women in who want to be like you and the men to want you … and vice versa."
"So, we're selling sex?"
"No, sex appeal. We use that pull we have for one another and draw people in who want what we have."
"So, do we really need to meet up with Monte and the Island brothers?"
"Not really."
"Then, I say that we sleep in, spend our last few hours here alone and you can figure out on your own some new 'improvements' and I'll show you a few of my own."
"I got you, babe."
"All I ever need is you."
And I kiss her.
A/N: So, that wraps up LA. Do you believe Bella stood her ground?
A/N: Please, go read: Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
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Small town Bella Swan happens upon something unusual in a remote cabin in the woods. Suddenly, her life is forever changed as she is propelled into the chaotic world of the rich and powerful Cullen family of Boston.
You won't be disappointed!
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Knowing something terrible about the future but being unable to warn anyone about what's going to happen without risking your own existence is the dilemma facing Edward Cullen, but he decides to take that risk because for once in his life he cares. There's a stealthy build-up to an exciting climax for our Twilight characters and the story is rated M for all the usual reasons.
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