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That's What Little Girls Are Made Of...
Chapter Seventy- Two
EPOV
My muscles groaned in protest as I sat up in bed.
This bed was okay, but fuck I missed my goddamn bed!
The things we do for love.
The phone buzzing on my nightstand was the reason I was groggily wiping the sleep from my eyes.
Knowing that it could only be one person with enough balls to wake me at this time of morning, I ignored the offending contraption and headed into the bathroom instead.
A long hiss of relief left my lips as I emptied my protesting bladder.
Too bad it did nothing for my morning predicament.
My cock was as hard as steel, just knowing that Isabella was asleep across the hall, in my bed, had my dick locked, loaded, and ready to explode.
Resigned to the fact that I wouldn't be able to function if I didn't somehow sate the beast, I jumped in the shower to quickly take care of business.
I felt like the baby bear from Goldilocks.
Somebody, somebody´s sleeping in my bed, and I sure would like to fuck her!
It was with those thoughts that I slipped under the hot spray of the shower to take matters into my own hand.
No pun intended!
With the new Hello Kitty images, from last night, fresh in my spank bank, it wasn't long before I was growling out Bella's name quietly, and watching my seed disappear down the drain.
Tossing my clothes in the hamper, I wrapped a towel around my waist and went in search of my phone.
E – No excuses you lazy fucker! We're running today, you, me, and that sexy little girl of yours. Elevator, 8am sharp. Loser buys breakfast and drinks this Friday! – Em
E – Don't fucking ignore me! GET THE FUCK UP! – Em
"Crazy bastard," I mumbled, tossing my phone on the bed.
Moving to the closet, I thanked God and his little baby cherubs that I had the foresight to keep extra clothes in this room. Impressive as my cock was, I didn't want to give Bella a heart attack by giving her an up-close-and-personal with my third arm.
Slipping on a pair of tighty-whities, running shorts, and a t-shirt, I made sure to adjust my cock so that it wouldn't interfere with my run. If it's one thing I hated, it was having my dick slap against my sweaty leg while I ran.
Yeah, that shit was just uncomfortable.
When I was decent, I padded across the hall to check on Bella and to get my running shoes and a pair of socks. Knowing Emmett, he'd already texted her as well. No use trying to fight it, Emmett was like a dog with a bone when it came to something he wanted.
And being bested was something Emmett McCarty never wanted.
Secretly, I was hoping that Bella smoked his ass, so I could give him shit all summer. I still owed the fucker for that goddamn apron he gave me last week!
The door to my bedroom was ajar, so like the fucking stalker that I was, I decided to just watch my girl for a bit.
Leaning against the doorjamb, I took a minute to look at my girl. I mean, I really looked at her.
Isabella was what people referred to as a natural beauty. Her looks were the kind that didn't need layers of make-up, or falsities to enhance them.
Creamy porcelain skin that was almost translucent, it was so clear. She had full, pouty lips, one just slightly larger than the other, that just begged to be sucked and kissed until swollen, and long toned slender legs that were just the right length to wrap around my waist as I pounded into her against the nearest wall.
Full, pert breasts that were just the right size to fill my hands, an elongated neck that made my mouth water, a soul that drew you in and made you powerless under her spell, and a heart so big and full of love that, before you registered what was happening, you were enchanted by her.
Isabella Marie Swan was a precious one-of-a-kind gem that, one day, I would make mine. But, until that day, it was my job to keep her safe, and find out what hell she was smiling so big about.
For the past few minutes, Izzy had been staring at her cell phone with this glazed-over look in her eyes, and a smile that I thought was only reserved for me.
Emmett had better not put that look there; I was seriously going to kick his ass. It was bad enough that I was going to have to watch out for these young college pricks hitting on my girl, I didn't need Em thrown in the bunch too.
I knew Em didn´t see Bella sexually, but that fucker could lay on the big brother charm thick and have my girl wrapped around his little fucking finger. He already invited himself over for one of Bella´s home-cooked meals.
Greedy fucker!
Those were my meals!
Bella´s only supposed to cook for me!
Gee, Ed, my conscious sniggered, jealous much?
After a while of going unnoticed, my interest was piqued.
Who the fuck was texting her?
Using the element of surprise, I dove onto the bed, catching Bella off guard; I snatched the phone out of her hand.
"Edward," she shrieked, once she found her voice. Scrambling, she tried to get the phone back.
I would have none of that.
Personally, I liked the way her tits felt on my back as she tried to reach around me.
Could you try to focus!
Oh, yeah, my bad!
Originally, I was just going to keep the phone out of her reach, but the way she was clawing at me, had me rethinking my plan.
Effortlessly, I pinned her with one arm and brought the phone to my face with the other.
As I read the text from some motherfucker named Jake, who by the way, was inviting her to have lunch with him; I saw fucking red!
What. The. Hell?!
Who was this goddamn boy, and how the fuck did he know my Bella?!
Oh I wanted some answers, and I wanted them right goddamn now!
"Bella," I growled furiously. "What is this?"
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