We fell into an easy routine after this. During the week, on the days Carlisle wasn't working, I would go round after school and spend time with him. One weekend night I usually spent time my friends and if Charlie was at home on a weekend I would stay home and spend time with him, but more often than not he was fishing or at the station so I would go over the Cullen house. Carlisle was usually there but if he wasn't I knew where the spare key was kept I would let myself in.
The eerie too big feel the large glass-fronted house had had when I first started visiting Carlisle on his own there had slowly dissipated. It felt more like my home now. I was used to the big empty rooms and roaming around barefoot with my headphones on cooking for myself in the far too expensive kitchen.
Our relationship had begun to feel normal. I liked the sense of ease I immediately had when around Carlisle, it was an easy loving relationship and I didn't think I would ever tire of being in his company.
Carlisle still spoke to others, bar Edward who was on his roaming the Americas alone, and I was glad he still had his family. I wouldn't have been able to live with myself if I knew I had caused him to do lose the sons and daughters and even wife he so dearly loved.
Esme was happy for us. She still thought of me as a kind of daughter and was glad Carlisle and I were happy. She had been staying in Alaska with the Cullen's Alaskan cousins. She was toying with the idea of going back to school and doing something maybe in childcare or healthcare. I had been an enthusiastic supporter when I heard that news. Esme was so kind and caring and patient, she was wasted not sharing that with anyone else.
Alice and Jasper were in Missippi looking for Alice's distant relatives. In our encounter with James in the spring, it had emerged he had also tracked Alice and she had been turned in an asylum around Jackson but she had family from her younger sister living in Biloxi. I had been happy to hear to this although I hadn't spoken to Alice directly, I had only heard what Carlisle had passed on.
Rosalie and Emmett were on safari in Africa. After they finished there they planned on travelling around southeast Asia as an extended honeymoon, it was likely we would not see them for a year or two.
Edward was the one who played on my mind though, at night when I couldn't sleep I missed the security of him and even though I knew our relationship wasn't exactly healthy he didn't seem to be coping very well with the separation. The family had hardly heard from him and he had never checked in. Alice said he needed some time alone and he would come to terms with it and be happy again and although I wasn't in the business of betting against Alice it didn't quite stop the niggling worry that I was the cause of his unhappiness.
Carlisle told me, of course, it was not my fault and that Edward, being the type of person that he was, occasionally needed some time alone away from the rest of the world, away from the constant barrage of other peoples thoughts in his head, so he could focus on himself and decide what was next for him.
As the end of the year grew closer, the nights grew colder and the air darker I felt optimistic about my future. I was sure that once my senior year was over Carlisle and I could move somewhere together and be an open couple. This was something we had discussed on only a few occasions but I knew I would not be the only one having those thoughts, Carlisle must also be thinking about what our future together might bring. But there was one other thing on my mind; we hadn't had sex.
I wanted to and as October wore into November I was becoming ever more eager but I didn't want my first time to be some quickie on the sofa and then jeans back on and home to Charlie. No, this needed some planning.
I had decided Friday was a good night. Carlisle got off work around 8 and I knew he wasn't working Saturday but I needed an alibi for Charlie. I didn't want to start asking people at school because who knew how quickly it would spread and I certainly didn't want that. It was then, as I was sat mulling it over in my bedroom on the Tuesday before my plan was to take place that I got the phone call.
I felt my phone buzzing on my bed next to my ignored homework, looking at the nice surprised me. Alice. I picked it up hesitantly, unsure how to start after nearly two months of not talking. Knowing Alice though I needn't have worried.
"Bella," she squealed into her end of the phone.
"Alice, oh Alice it's so good to hear your voice," and it was. I hadn't realised how much I had missed her and her enthusiasm.
"Bella, how are you?" she asked not giving me a chance to answer before continuing, "don't answer I already know. You and Carlisle!" she exclaimed although I knew she wasn't surprised, she must have seen it coming.
"Yeah," I responded lamely, "you must have known though Al."
"Well I certainly knew it was a possibility but the future is always changing," she told me very matter of factly.
"Are you ok with it?" I asked suddenly worried. I knew she had told Carlisle she was fine but that didn't necessarily mean it was true.
"Of course I am Bella," she cried, "I love you both so much how could I not be happy that you've found each other. Soulmates." I smiled I liked the sound of that. We hadn't said we loved each other yet though I was sure I did.
"Thank you, Alice, you have no idea how much it means to hear you say that!"
"Yes I do," she replied a hint of laughter in her voice.
So here's the plan" Alice began scheming, "tell Charlie that I'm coming back to Forks to spend some time with my father but that on Friday night I'd like to have a sleepover with my best friend. Tell him I get in on Thursday night and don't fly out till Tuesday so I have plenty of time to spend with Carlisle and besides he's missed having you around the house," I could practically hear the wink in her voice.
I laughed out loud.
"Then come round Friday after school and get ready. There's everything you need in the bathroom in my bedroom including razors. I'll text you detailed instructions on how to use everything. There's also some candles around you may want to light," she was deadly serious in her instructions. Alice did not take planning lightly and I could tell from her voice that she did want to come home. This would allow her to play Bella Barbie.
"Can you not come to visit Al?" I asked knowing it would be much easier if I had my best friend here to calm me down and make me over.
"No, not this time," she said her resolve strengthing, "if I come this time he'll only be distracted by our scenes. You're on your own this time bells."
"Will he want it?" I asked suddenly nervous
"Oh yes," she laughed, "oh Jasper is here now, have to go, text me, love you," she reeled off and hung up before I had the chance to answer. I guess she could see I would say it backed.
it had taken me by surprise how much I missed her. I needed my best friend and now I felt certain I was going to take advantage of every opportunity.
It turned out that getting Charlie to agree to a sleepover with Alice was surprisingly easy. He loved Alice, everyone loved her. He was disappointed when I said she wouldn't have time to come visit him due to being busy with family commitments but more than happy to let me go stay over once I'd assured him a 1000 times that Carlisle was happy to have me and I wouldn't be imposing on a family weekend. I was just grateful that Charlie took my word and didn't call Carlisle, that would have ruined the surprise.
When Friday rolled around I found I could hardly contain myself. I was sat in last period English practically bouncing with anticipation. As soon as the bell rang I darted out of there so fast there was almost a trail of smoke behind me.
I'd packed my overnight bag last night and it sat in the cab of my truck so I could head straight over to Carlisle's house rather than making the detour home.
The contains of the bad we're almost scary. It had my regular clothes for the weekend alongside some scarily racy lingerie. The kind that was black and lacy and was very much for show, as opposed to my drawer at home full of conventional, practical, comfortable underwear.
I turned on the radio to distract myself on the drive over, listening to some mindless cheery pop.
I knew I had a few hours to kill before Carlisle arrived home and I didn't want to get ready too early so I busied myself in the lush kitchen preparing chicken for myself, warming thick bread and artistically preparing a salad. I picked it at it as I watched whatever was on the first Channel I switched on as I made my way into the living room to eat my food on the large sofa. It was some rerun of a sitcom I'd probably seen before that mildly amused me but at least kept my mind occupied.
I text Alice as the clock ticked onwards one text that just read, 'nervous'.
She responded almost instantaneously, 'it will be fine' followed by a long list of directions of where I could find things. Some of the things the eyelash curlers, lipstick, I knew I would never wear but the directions for where her hairdryer and curling tongs were a little helpful. Whilst I didn't plan on making myself look a poodle I thought a little enhanced bounce to my already slightly curly hair would help with my allure.
When I only had a couple of hours till he would be home I started to straighten the lounge, I'd already washed and put my dishes away, I refolded the throw that was kept over the back of the sofa for my benefit more than anything else, and straightened the cushions before heading upstairs for my mammoth task.
I easily found the shampoo, conditioner, body lotion and razor right where Alice said they would be. Part of me wondered if she'd seen this and had left them in an easily accessible place on purpose.
I turned the shower on as hot as I could stand and spent an excessive amount of time lathering and removing any stray hairs. I wanted tonight to be as perfect as it could be. I wanted Carlisle to find me attractive although at the minute I felt like little more than a girl.
When I was done I wrapped myself in one of the large fluffy towels and made my way back into Alice's room and took the extra time to dry my hair and using the tongs curled my hair more tightly. Not going overboard but giving myself a slightly fluffier hairstyle I found myself satisfied. My cheeks were still stained red from the heat of the shower. I never wore makeup usually, I wouldn't start tonight I resolved. If Carlisle wanted me he'd want me as me he saw nearly every day.
I slipped the black lacy almost see-through underwear on and I could feel the heat in my cheeks rise, even more, to cover myself Id bought a little black satin dressing gown. I felt ridiculous, I felt even more ridiculous when I looked at the clock and saw it was just before 8. My heart sped up he'd be back so soon.
I tried to make myself comfortable on the sofa. The office felt too provocative and I hadn't been in his bedroom before. I must have moved half a dozen times before I decided to tuck my feet underneath me and grab a book. I couldn't just sit here clock watching. I grabbed the book closest to me that happened to be a copy of Mansfield Park I'd left behind earlier in the week.
I was flicking through the pages not focusing on the plot when I heard the garage door open and heard Carlisle's footsteps.
"Bella," he called "I didn't know you were coming over tonight my beautiful." I smiled at his term of endearment.
I heard his footsteps get closer. My heart began to race and I knew he could hear it. When I didn't respond he asked,
"Is everything ok?" The concern coloured his voice.
"Just in here," I replied meekly trying my hardest to keep my voice even.
"Bella - oh," his voice cut off as he rounded into the living room and quickly took in my appearance.
"What's all this?" He smirked
I stood up, my legs nearly buckling beneath me.
"I want you, Carlisle," I bit my lip no going back now. "I love you and I want to be with you in every way," I could feel my pulse beating in my ears.
He quickly walked across the short distance to me and took me in his arms.
"Oh mi amore," he breathes quietly leaning his head down toward my neck. My breath hitched as I felt his lips press against my neck. "I have loved since the moment I saw you. Since you stumbled into the ER. I have never loved another like you nor will I," he breathed in between pressing gentle kisses to my neck.
"I love you so so much," I declared.
He chucked, "did you go to all this effort for me?"
"I wanted you to want me" I was finding it very hard to concentrate whilst he continued to kiss me.
He brought his lips up to my ear, "you never have to worry about me wanting you, I find you irresistible," he gently nipped at my ear with his teeth and I let out a sigh that very much sounded like a moan.
"You've... never.. initiated.. anything."
"I didn't want to rush you into anything beautiful girl, I wanted you to be ready,"
"I'm ready."
He lifted me in his arms bridal style and carried me at his inhumane pace to his bedroom.
If I wasn't out of breath before I was now.
He laid me down in the middle of his large white bed. He supported himself with one leg kneeling on the bed. I had never been more attracted to him than I was at this moment.
He made quick work of untying the little gown that made kept me mostly covered and I heard his audible intake of breath when it fell open and he saw what I was wearing underneath.
He leaned down and kissed along my collarbone and top of my breasts.
"You are the most beautiful woman in the world," he said between kisses.
I closed my eyes and focused on how he was making me feel. He reached under me and unclipped the offending lace garment to give himself better access.
He moved his mouth downwards downward towards my nipple capturing it in his mouth. I let out a very audible groan at the feel of his ice-cold tongue. I involuntarily arched my back up towards him.
"Oh so you like that," he chuckled before resuming his position on his oral assault of my breasts. He kissed his way across my stomach and my hips, every inch he went lower the ball of heat in belly grew.
"Please Carlisle," I begged breathlessly desperate for anything more than what he was giving me. He
"Patience my sweet," came his reply as he kissed my thighs and stroked my sides pulling his hands further downwards till they were sliding the obscenely small panties from my frame. Using his hands and mouth anywhere but the place I so desperately wanted them.
Finally, after what felt like an age of teasing he slowly and carefully traced his tongue across my wet core. I moaned in response, curling my fingers into the soft white down.
He eagerly lapped at me eliciting moans from deep within me and making my face contort into different faces. He stopped only once looking up at me, his mouth perfectly dripping and his usually perfect blonde quiff lopping over his forehead.
He growled, "God you're hot." Before diving back in pushing his tongue inside me making me cry for the Lord. He took his hands and used them to stroke my thighs before using one of his digits to expertly find my most sensitive nub. I was chanting a string of profanities now. It was all just too much. The heat within me couldn't take anymore and it exploded inside me. I felt like all the knots inside me had come lose at once and when I finally remembered where I was I felt the familiar blush spread across my chest and up onto my cheeks.
Carlisle was stood now. Staring down at me his usually golden eyes were now the darkest shade of black. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and unbuckled his belt never once taking his eyes off me. I watched him, my mouth half-open. I had thought before that just the mere presence of this godly man and his tender kisses were enough to start the fire inside me, but now, watching him remove his clothes at a torturously slow pace was driving me to the brink of madness.
"Carlisle," I moaned frustrated.
"Such a greedy little girl," he teased, "you want more already?"
I nodded whimpering.
I gasped audibly when he pulled his trousers down, shocked to see a lack of underwear and shocked at the size of the member that bounced free.
"Like what you see little one?" he stalked towards me and lowered himself down against me. I let out another little noise as I felt his hardness press against my against centre.
"Are you sure you want this?" he asked all teasing aside.
"Yes, I want you." He grabbed my leg and pulled it up around his waist and leant down to capture to my mouth as he slid inside of me.
He paused for a moment once fully ensheathed inside, waiting for my discomfort to pass. As he did he kissed me sloppily, rubbing his tongue against mine and exploring every inch of my mouth. When he pulled away the pain had passed and I nodded at him to continue moving again.
He moved slowly at first letting me adjust to his size, his brow furrowed in concentration as he took care not to hurt me. Very soon the pace became much too slow for my liking and I moaned at him begging him for more, harder, faster, anything just more.
He gripped the headboard above me as he began to move more furiously. All I could think about was the feel of him inside me. So big. So hard. I felt so full of him. I needed more. I needed to always feel this. At that moment I needed him inside me like I needed air to breathe.
"Yes, Carlisle! Yes!" I all but screamed as his tempo increased, every movement forcefully hitting that sweet spot inside of me.
"You like that?" he grunted never letting his pace falter.
"Yes, Carlisle! God!" I cried out. I climbed higher and higher with every thrust grabbing his arms and running my nails down his back.
"So wet, so tight, so perfect," he growled against me. Hearing him talk like that between the powerful thrusts and the feel of his long, thick member inside of me tipped me over the age. I heard myself screaming his name but all I could think about what the euphoric pleasure inside of me. I felt my squeeze and milk his cock as I came around him.
"God Bella," he cried as the feel of my tight wetness pulsed around him. I felt his body go still underneath my hands which had remained clawing at his back as he exploded inside me. His eyes closed, scrunched up in pleasure and his mouth fell open as he cried my name.
I kept my eyes on him as I watched his orgasm fade and his eyes opened searching mine. He lay down but next to me so his head was on the pillow next to mine. I turned to face him and pressed my hot sweaty body against his eternally cold one. I still needed to be as close to him as I could be. As my breathing calmed down he placed a cool hand on the side of my neck stroking the soft skin there.
"How do you feel?" he whispered.
"Perfect. More than perfect. I can't describe how amazing that was, for me at least," I said suddenly self-conscious. "How was it for you?"
He laughed, "the most incredible experience of my 300 hundred years." I ducked my head but he put his fingers under my chin and brought my face back up so my eyes met his.
"You are the most incredible creature I have ever beheld. I cannot let you go. Not now, not ever," he said earnestly.
"I love you, Carlisle," it didn't seem enough but it was so much, "with all that I am. Forever." I promised as my eyes fluttered shut suddenly tired.
"Sleep, my beautiful girl. We have forever," he kissed my head one more time before pulling me into him.
A/N: Please leave a review. I haven't written in so long but it was so much fun writing it for Bella and Carlisle. Reminder I can also be found on Tumblr under dr-daddy-Cullen.