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A/N: Hello everyone this author's note is actually brought to you by the beta team Krazi uses. We wanted to touch base with you all and thank you all for the wonderful response this story has gotten over the past few weeks. We also wanted to touch base on a very disturbing and quite frankly cruel review that was left for our much loved Krazi.
I refuse to copy paste the entire flame filled pile of garbage here, but I do want to touch base on a few things about it. Krazi was accused of the story line being crap and drug out and slow... I personally love reading lemons, but this story has never lost my interest.
Then there was about how unlike every other author in the fandom, Krazi BEGS for reviews. I personally don't know many if any writers who do not want to read what people think, and most of us who write do ask to hear what our readers think. I guess more importantly about this particular statement, if it offends you to be asked what you think, and then don't review.
There were a lot of other nasty and rude comments made, but honestly they are a waste of space, time and thought because the big brave flamer (OF COURSE!) had to review under the anonymous cloak.
It kills me that people are so big bad and brave to say nasty hateful hurtful things to someone, but always hiding behind some veil to do so.
I guess to sum it all up, if you don't like this story, that is your choice, but there is no reason to ever say such nasty and mean things to anyone who is willing to take time from their life to write stuff, that YOU chose to read in the first place.
By the way this was written entirely by Kasi, and if anyone has an issue with it they can contact me all they choose, I am TeamAllTwilight.
Have a great day!
PS...for those of you who are not flamers and rude, thanks for your kind words, Krazi and all her girls love reading them!
Now that, that´s outta the way...
Beta´d by the kick a$$ DreamTeam... you ladies are the shit!
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NUTHIN...
That´s What Little Girls Are Made Of...
Chapter One-Oh-Five
BPOV
It was becoming obvious that Mr. Cullen wasn´t going to play fair. But, truthfully, he was preaching to the choir. I had every intention of showing up at his place every chance I got.
"As you wish, Cullen, but only under one condition," I moaned wantonly.
"Being?" Edward asked, continuing his wicked ministrations on my tender sex.
"I can´t let my room go on campus." My hips rolled, seeking out the friction that my body craved. I swear Edward Cullen was turning me into a nymphomaniac. Letting out a shuddering breath, I struggled to unscramble my thoughts. "My scholarship and ability to pay the difference, nets me and Ang a two-bedroom suite in the best dorm. Without me," I panted breathlessly, "s-she w-would have live in the less than comfortable freshman dorm. Her parents' c-can´t afford it and her scholarship isn´t enough to c-cover it." I managed to explain between pants and moans.
"Fine," he relented somewhat grudgingly. "But at night, you come home with me, and you sleep in my bed. Our bed! Got it?"
Yes-and-fucking Sir!
"Oh fuck," I cried as Edward´s thumb rapidly flicked my swollen bud, sending sparks flying throughout my entire body. "Yes...yes...God, yesss..." My body exploded and bright, white lights flashed behind my eyelids.
If I could bottle up this feeling and never let it go, I would agree to just about anything.
I could feel Edward´s erection poking in my back, and I wanted to return the favor and give him some relief. "No, Bella," Edward stopped me, causing me to pout.
"But I want to make you feel good like you did for me," I said, feeling the tears prick my eyes. "I know I probably won´t be any good at it, but you´ll teach me, right? Will you teach me how to be your good little girl and please you just the way you like?" I hated that I didn´t have any experience and sounded so unsure of myself.
I also hated the nagging little voice in the back of my head that was telling me Edward would eventually grow impatient and tired of having to do all the work. Unable to stop them, I let my tears fall.
"Hey, hey...none of that now," Edward cooed, wiping under my eyes with the pad of his thumb. Caressing my cheek, he leaned in and placed his lips against mine. "I´m sorry, Sweet Girl, what I should have said was not now; we still have a few things to discuss. And believe me when I say, I don´t need to teach you anything, you please me just fine! You´re perfect, Baby Girl, but right now, we really need to talk."
Edward´s eyes bore into mine, and a look that I could only describe as longing with a hint of worry and uncertainty was etched into his handsome features. "I know I should have asked this before, but Bella, you do realize that we had unprotected sex, right? Twice," he said, holding up two fingers in indication. "I´m sorry for letting my dick do the thinking, Little One, but you have no idea how long I´ve waited for this…for us."
"What do you mean, how long you have waited for this?" I asked confused. "All this time, you really wanted to be with me? You weren´t just being an overprotective jackass, you really wanted to like be with me, be with me?" I know, not the most intelligent of questions, but cut me some slack here, I think my sudden influx of Edward induced orgasms are killing my brain cells.
"Jesus, Little One," Edward huffed in exasperation. Running a hand over his face, he eyed me warily as if I'd just grown a second head. "I could have possibly impregnated you and that´s what you decide to focus on?"
On a whim, I asked, "Would it be so bad if you did?"
"Did what?"
"Impregnated me?" I said shyly, playing with the patch of hair on his chest. It wasn´t until Edward mentioned impregnating me that visions of a beautiful little green-eyed, bronze-haired baby boy, a complete clone of his father, flashed across my mind.
"Fuck, Little One," Edward gasped. Cupping my cheek, his lips crashed against mine, moving with so much fervor it left me breathless. When I let out a little surprised squeak of my own, Edward took advantage of my opened mouth and invited his tongue in to join the party.
For several seconds Edward's tongue greedily explored every nook and cranny of my mouth. All too soon, breathing became a necessity; Edward´s lips attached themselves to my neck as he continued to lick and nip at my heated skin. I love that he wanted to maintain our connection. After a few more less frantic kisses, Edward, sounding completely winded, growled in my ear. "Baby, you can´t just say shit like that to me! Fuck, Little One, I´m so hard for you right now, but we need to get this over with," leaning his forehead against mine, "so for the sake of my sanity, could you please at least try to behave?"
"Okay, but you still didn't answer my question," I reminded him.
His tongue explored and dominated my mouth once again until we were both left gasping for air. "If that didn´t make the answer clear enough," Edward panted against the corner of my mouth. "Then let me reiterate, no, it would not be bad at all to see my baby growing inside you, but right now you have to focus on school and getting your degree."
At his words, a feeling of longing and desire so strong surged through me, it left me breathless. Never had I wanted something as badly as I did to one day carry Edward´s child; it was now my new life's mission.
Tucking that away for later, I answered his original question. "I´m on the shot," I said, hating to put an end to his hoping. "Jake took me when he was here for spring break." At the sound of Jacob´s name Edward´s body stiffened, and his grip on my arms tightened painfully.
"Isabella," Edward growled menacingly. "You are not to see that boy again! Do you hear me! I will not share you with some college jock, just looking to get his rocks off!" he spat the last part in my face, causing me to jump.
"Edward, please..." I whined, feeling a bit overwhelmed, "you´re hurting me. Let go!"
Sobering at the sound of my plea, Edward crushed me to his chest. "Oh my God, Little One," he cried out in anguish. "I didn't mean to hurt you. I-I...God, I´m such a fucking monster! Please forgive me, Baby Girl...I´m so fucking sorry!" he whimpered, sounding pained.
an: Sorry for those of you that first note didn´t apply too, but Kasi had something she wanted to say. And, truthfully, the review was rude and by no means critical. Some COWARD just wanted to be mean! my wonderful beta´s take their time and proof my stories, and when you attack me, in a round about way you attack them too. So, if you so choose leave me sum love, and I just might have pity on you with this cliffie...
Smootches...
Krazi
xoxo