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Chapter 9
EM POV
"…that hand back and free those tits or me, babe. Yeah, that's it" I groaned as her breasts came into view, wanting so badly for her hands to be my hands right now.
Her eyes were already hooded as she replied, "I think you're wearing way too many clothes right now, Mr. Cullen" I smirked, shucking off my stained shirt and unbuttoning my dress pants, shoving them and my briefs down my hips, taking my socks with them.
Bella's eyes roamed my body, a moan falling from her red lips that made my cock twitch. I brought my own laptop over to my couch, snagging the lotion on the kitchen counter as I went, sitting down on my ruined shirt just in case before I turned back to my woman.
I covered my hand in lotion then wrapped it around myself, squeezing just enough to relieve a little bit of the pressure before focusing back in on those little hands. "Slide off that sexy underwear and prop your feet up on the couch, I wanna see all of you" without hesitating, she slid them off and brought her feet up, her feet that had those bright red fuck me heels on. When she parted her knees and I could see her glistening even through the camera on her computer I dropped my head back, letting out a frustrated breath, "trying to kill me, woman".
"Just a little…motivation. Remind you what you're working so hard to get home to" she grinned salaciously, arching a little to push out her chest and fully display her tight little body to me. I didn't know until I'd felt her up before leaving for New York how toned Bella's body was. She clearly worked out regularly, but my brother never really talked about her hobbies or interests other than her culinary skills and how much freedom she let him have.
I ran my hand up and down my length, squeezing and pulling as I imagined how tightly her tiny body would grip me. I kept my eyes locked on her, "bring one of those hands to your pussy, baby, stroke yourself, but don't go inside yet, that's right, circle your clit for me nice and slow, smaller circles, fuck yeah."
I groaned, watching her hips lift and her other hand coast up to her breast, cupping it then pinching and rolling one nipple before doing the same to the other. I started pumping my hand a little faster, dark eyes now locked onto my hand, licking her lips.
"Press harder now, speed up a little," I crooned to her, watching her hips start to rock against her hand as she moaned again. My eyes flickered to those sexy heels, and I pictured plowing into her while those heels were resting by my ears, and she was writhing even more than she was on my screen.
"Now, I want you to push a finger inside, just one, and slowly fuck yourself with it" she gasped, pushing one finger in, and thrusting it slowly. I matched my own strokes to her finger, knowing damn well this pace was pure torture, especially while I watched her brow pucker in frustration before the words falling from her lips made me groan.
"Please, Em, I need more" she breathed.
"You want more?" I teased, circling my head before dropping my hand back down, feeling my cock weep at her desperate nod.
I relented, "slide that other hand down and circle your clit again, now add a second finger but keep that same pace. Just a little longer." I cupped my nuts, tugging on them a little as I watched her body start to flush as she got closer to her peak. I squirted out more lotion, trying to match the wetness I saw seeping out around her dainty fingers.
Her back arched more, and I could feel my own orgasm starting to build, I decided it was go time, "now speed up baby, give it to yourself hard and fast, now" I growled out, still matching her pace as she sped up and her hips lifted as she groaned out, "oh, Emmmmmett, yes!"
"That's it, take those fingers, now press down and rub that little clit for me, faster" I ordered, hand speeding up.
"Oh—oh god Emmett, I'm" her hips shot up and she cried out my name again as her own fingers slowed down. Watching her come undone triggered my own orgasm and I cursed as I came all over my hand, thigs, abs, and already ruined shirt.
I didn't miss the way my sexy little minx grinded down on her fingers, riding out her aftershocks. Almost got my slowly deflating dick hard again.
"That was—" she panted, a smile on her angelic face, Bella Swan during and after an orgasm was breathtaking.
"God you're so fucking sexy babe, can't wait to be the one doing that to you" I sighed, leaning back on the couch.
"I mean technically you still are" she winked before squirming around.
I chuckled at her discomfort, "maybe we should call it a night, go clean up. By the way, you owe me a new shirt you little minx" I smirked at her as she blushed.
"We'll see about that…mmm I miss you and can't wait for you to be back. Do you have time for a quick call after work before I go to Kate and Gar's tomorrow?" I could deny her nothing, especially not right after what we just did.
"Anything for my girl" I smiled.
"Okay, talk soon, goodnight, Em" she smiled softly, red lips blowing a kiss to my screen which, being the gentleman I am, I caught it and rubbed my hand along my crotch, making her snort and giggle before I laughed and told goodnight, disconnecting the call.
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B POV
I pulled into work in the morning with an extra large latte to help get me through the day. I had a few meetings today and then would need to follow up with Stevens in the afternoon. After that, I'd be hitting the gym and then heading over to Kate's for Margaritas with her and Alice. I couldn't wait to talk to her and Alice about Emmett's impending return, Kate already knew he'd be back sooner from Gar, but I doubted she knew just how soon yet.
Taking a big pull of my caffeinated beverage of choice I straightened my shoulders as the elevators doors opened and I walked across the floor to my office, smiling at the others as I passed them. I walked in to see Rosalie leaning on my desk, arms crossed over her chest looking rather distraught.
"Rosalie? What's wrong? I have a client meeting in…half an hour. Why don't you take a seat while I finish prepping." I offered, giving her a worries glance as I made my way around me desk to set my things down.
"Bell—Ms. Swan, I'm not exactly sure how to say this. The Robe-ins account, they called me this morning while I was on my way into the office. They're backing out. They said they received a voicemail last night that my work had not been approved and then were sent something entirely different that once again does not fit their vision. Did you…was my work not good enough?" she asked, looking put out and a little guarded.
I frowned, "Let's figure this out, right now. I didn't contact them, what you sent was more than perfect. Rosalie. Just hold on" I motioned with a raised finger as I pulled up their number and hit dial and then put the phone on speaker.
"This is Sherry" came an upbeat voice I recognized from when I'd first met with the account before it was passed off to Stevens.
"Hi Sherry, this is Ms. Swan from Aurora marketing I just wanted to follow up after receiving news that you'd decided to change directions. I just wanted to know who contacted you about changing Ms. Hale's work?"
I heard some shuffling around on the other line, "Hmmm, here. The original rep you set us up with. Yes, he called us about the switch. I have to say, Ms. Swan we were quite disappointed. When we met with Ms. Hale it seemed everything was going along great, but according to Mr., umm, Stevens she felt as though he would be better suited with us."
I glanced over at Rose who shook her head frantically with a murderous look in her eyes. This would not do. "Sherry, I'm so sorry about the confusion, if there's any way we can get you back, you'll have Ms. Hale and the files she sent you yesterday afternoon. I will make sure to clear everything else up on my end to make sure anything like this ever happens again. Let us make this up to you." I said, fingers crossed under my desk.
"Alright, we'll take Hale and her work, but if there's one more interference from that other agent we'll walk." She stated, making me grin at Rose who looked relieved.
"Excellent, thank you so much Sherry I will let her know and she'll be in contact with your office shortly." I replied.
"Sounds good, we look forward to working with her…and only her." I said goodbye and we hung up, turning to Rosalie I grabbed an old file copy, rolled it up, and swatted at her.
"Why the hell would I approve your work only to override it after you'd sent it?! You and I both know it was right on track with what the client asked and was executed perfectly. Stop doubting yourself, based on your resume you know a good mock up looks like." I snapped, leaning back in my chair with an 'I told you so' look.
"Yeah, yeah, I know, Bella. I just got first week nerves or whatever. Plus, that loser completely derailed my work, I'll have to just kiss as for a little bit until things are fully ironed out" she said with a shrug, rising from the other side of my desk, "thanks for your help with this, Bella, I'll see you at lunch?" I nodded and she smiled back before leaving.
I wanted to bang my head against my desk; I was really not in the mood to fire someone, so I set up my laptop and sent a call to my boss, Aro.
"Bellaaaa" he sang, swiveling once in his chair.
"Aro" I smiled, he'd been the one to hire and mentor me when I'd started out. He'd built the company form the ground up with his sister Jane, and he was my direct boss while Jane became more of a silent partner, choosing to also become an author once the company was up and running.
"What's up? I've got a bunch of meetings today and I'm sure you're in the same boat." He prompted, leaning back in his chair, giving me the floor.
"Aro, I'm afraid we've hit a little hiccup…" I began as I retold the events of the past couple days, watching as his expression went from shock, to annoyance, to an all out rage.
"And just who hired this…Stevens?" he asked, finger tapping against his temple. I could tell he was close to losing his shit.
"HR, can't remember who but with the staff here being a revolving door due to the new office I just don't feel comfortable pointing any fingers. I'm forwarding you his resume, based on that alone and the fact that I'm sure he has the capability to be charming, I don't blame them for hiring him. But based on what he's done and considering he still has a long way to go in his probationary period, I'm leaning towards—"
"I'll fire him." Aro blurted out, making my head drop forward onto my desk.
"You're the best" I muttered into the cool polished wood, lifting back up when I heard his light laughter.
"Yes, well, I know all the facts now, even his supposed side of the story up until last night. I've got nothing going on between…one and two in the afternoon so I'll have Gianna—GIANNA!? Yes, I know but I don't want an intercom, look can you please just schedule an appointment with Mr. Stevens for me at one? It's urgent, mandatory actually. Thank you." He paused, turning back to our conversation, "Bella, I'll take the heat on this one, I've been dying to tell someone off lately. Have a good weekend."
"Thanks again, Aro, bye!" I chirped, hanging up the phone.
By the time lunch rolled around I thought my brain would melt; between meetings and presentations I was ready to skip the margarita mix and head straight for the tequila tonight. Rose strolled in with two burrito bowls, handing me one before we kicked back and munched away. I showed her some of the clients I'd been speaking with, pointing out which I believed she'd be a good fit for. I told her about my conversation with Aro and her eyes practically bugged out of her head, "You mean Mr. Voltaire is going to fire Stevens himself?!" she asked, smiling at my nod, doing a little fist pump.
One o'clock came and passed; I bit my lip wondering how things were going in Aro's meeting with Stevens. I shook my head, going to my own meeting and clearing my mind of all the drama before I let it effect my own progress.
One short presentation and a happy potential client later, I was strolling back to my office feeling a little peppier. Until a hand shot out and firmly gripped my bicep, spinning me around.
"I know it was you. What? Didn't even have the balls to fire me? Figures…god damn women always running off to tattle on—"
Stevens' words were cut off when my fist made contact with his face, before eI could even think about it. He released my arm, hand coming up to cup around his nose, blood seeping out from between his fingers.
"Don't you ever touch me again" I growled out.
"Security should be here any second, come on Rocky, let's look at that hand" Aro said from the door looking thunderous despite his light hearted words and tone.
"I'm going to fucking sue!" Stevens bellowed as the security guards began escorting him to the elevator.
Aro turned around, "go ahead, we all saw you grab your superior after being fired following many strikes in your probationary period. Ms. Swan was acting in self defense, whereas you were acting out in anger, physically accosting her."
Stevens' glare stayed fixed on me as I turned around, walking off to my office where Rose followed with a first aid kit. Aro waited outside my door until the elevator doors closed before following us in.
"Bella, I'm so sorry if I'd known the imbecile would act out like that I would've had security with him the second he stepped out of my office." He frowned, watching as rose bandaged my fingers together after placing a band aid on one of my knuckles that had gotten scraped on presumably his tooth or something.
"Don't worry about it Aro, you couldn't have known he'd be like that." I sighed, smiling at Rose in thanks as she finished up, tossing the wrapper in my garbage can.
Aro sent me home early despite my protests, taking over my last meetings of the afternoon which were only sit-ins for the final interviews for new staff. Hopefully he'd get me a replacement who didn't make me want to break my hand on their face.
Luckily I'd had enough breaks as a child to know I hadn't made too much damage to the bones under my inflamed and bruised skin.
I drove one-handed to the gym and hit the cardio machines, working off the remaining adrenaline and frustration in my body on the elliptical and tread mill before joining in on a spin class last minute and going home to shower.
I called Emmett on Bluetooth as I headed to Kate's, telling him about the mix up with the accounts and how I had to get Rosalie's client back on board. I decided to avoid mentioning my little run in with my fist and my employee's face, I ad a feeling that wouldn't go over too well. He told me about how things were progressing in New York. Apparently Edward had been slacking a little this week so they had to have another talk. I swear, my ex was going to be the reason my new boyfriend would have to spend even more time away from me.
We were still chatting as I let myself into Kate and Gar's place, knowing Kate would be home any minute, so I was lugged the mixer, margarita mix, and limes in with me.
Gar walked into the kitchen as I placed everything on the counter, phone on speaker as Emmett told me about the pub he'd found and was going to bring his new employees to tomorrow night as a celebration of sorts.
"Woah there, Mike Tyson, who pissed you off today? Seriously, Bells, let me see that hand…" Garrett said, frowning as he reached me, completely ignorant of my wide eyes and throat cutting motions to get him to not say anything in front of Em.
"What!? What's going on?" Emmett asked then asked with a tone that barely concealed his brewing anger, "Isabella…"
I smack Garrett with my good hand. "It's nothing, Em, honest. I just umm, remember that employee I had all those issues with?" I asked.
"Oh god what now?" cried Kate as the door shut behind her, pausing when she saw her husband unwrapping my hand. "Jesus, Swan, what the hell!?" she said, rushing over to me.
"Someone put me on video, now." Emmett growled and I glared at our friends before picking up my phone and pressing the video button.
Dark curly hair and stormy blue eyes filled my screen, "Hi?" I said, trying to give him my cutest grin.
His expression remained dark, "What did he do?"
I sighed, "He messed up the account and almost lost them even though they were Rose's client as of yesterday afternoon. I called Aro and listed off all his mistakes and he told me he'd take care of things and fire him. I was leaving a meeting when he grabbed me, pissed about losing his job and blaming me for his piss poor performances. He was yelling and belittling, and he was squeezing me too tight…so I decked him. He left with a bloody nose." Emmett's brows rose.
He yanked a hand through his hair in agitation, "Bella I—I'm not sure whether to be annoyed that you apparently weren't going to tell me, pissed off that some mother fucker had the gall to touch you, or proud as hell that you messed him up." Looking down for a second he spoke lower, "can you take me somewhere private for a minute?" I nodded, taking the bagged ice Garrett held out to me and heading up to the guest room.
"Hey, I really am sorry, I just didn't want to worry you and—"
"Bella" he cut me off, "I'm your boyfriend, you need to let me know about the good things, and definitely about the bad things. This is a very bad thing, babe, do you know if he'll come back? What if he does? He was bold enough to grab you in a room full of people." His eyes looked a little frantic as he looked me over through the screen.
"I know it doesn't feel like it with us being so far apart right now, but you're not in this or anything alone anymore, I want you to lean on me, to share your problems with me. God, I wish I were there. Please be careful, for me. Ice that cute little nose breaker and have a good night with your girls. When I get back, we're taking Black up on that offer for self-defence classes." I rolled my eyes but smiled at his protective behaviour. His words about leaning on him really hit home; I rarely felt like I could rely on Edward for anything, not even a grocery list.
"Thanks, Em, I promise to take it easy. Wanna say hi to Gar?"
"Nah, I spent my lunch shooting the shit with him and another two hours in a meeting together, seen enough of his ugly mug for one day." He winked.
I giggled and hang up after we both said goodbye.
I came back downstairs, "sorry guys."
Kate just grinned, "nah it's cool to see you guys talking things out like a couple" she winked, setting up the blender.
"Welp, guess that's my cue to scram. Jasper promised taco Tuesday on a Friday so I'll so you ladies later." He said, giving me a hug and Kate a smacking kiss before leaving.
Alice showed up an hour later, armed with snacks, demanding to know about my hand the second her eyes landed on it.
By the end of the night, my hand was just a dull ache, I was happy and full, and my friends were sitting on either side of me in a show of support.
"You know" Kate started, turning to me, "you should invite your new friend to brunch on Sunday so Ally and I can sus her out, see if blondie's got wat it takes to join the wolf pack."
"Yeah, okay, I'll send her a message tomorrow morning" I agreed, bobbing my head as Alice nodded enthusiastically.
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Saturday passed in a blur, my hand swelled up pretty bad so I just did some more cardio in the gym in my building, read a little, and organised my meeting for the week. I talked to Emmett on the phone; we were counting down the days not that he'd booked a flight home for next Saturday, making me all kinds of giddy.
On Sunday I found myself at a cute lunch spot with Kate and Alice, waiting for Rosalie to arrive. I'd asked Rose if she was free for brunch and she'd replied with a 'hell yes', so I set up a time and place for the four of us to hang out.
I looked up, spotting Rose as she wove her way through the tables, smiling a little reservedly as she approached our table. I stood up, offering her an encouraging grin and a light hug before she sat down.
"Girls, this is the oh so talented Rosalie Hale, Rose these are my best friends Kate Slater and Alice Whitlock." I motioned to each of them at their turn who gave my new friend warm smiles.
"Hey, sorry I was running late, my brand new couch arrived broken so I got caught up yelling down the phone at customer service. I finally had a piece of furniture in my apartment besides a bed and this happens, whew, sorry to unload" she said, hanging her purse on her chair before turning to the server as she approached our table, "one large glass of something strong but not carbonated, please" she ordered before picking up the menu.
"I think I love you" Kate said matter of factly, asking for the same which Alice and I also requested.
Rose grinned, nerves obviously dissipating at my friends' easy acceptance of her into our little group.
"Also" Alice said, glancing under the table to see Rose's feet, "love your style, I'm an interior designer, but I also dabble in fashion. Anytime you need a hand with anything aesthetic, I'll be offended if you don't call me." She said, expression serious.
"She's being dead serious" I piped up, backing my tiny demanding friend up so that Rose could avoid any future Ally meltdowns.
Rose just laughed, nodding her head and agreeing to involve a near stranger in all her future major fashion choices.
We fell into easy conversation, Rose retold the story of my boxing moment, embellishing a little for effect, making the girls chortle with laughter and cheers their glasses with mine in salute to the 'douche slayer'. I just rolled my eyes, feeling content to hangout with my girls.
"So" Alice turned to Rose, by now we'd all downed two of the restaurant's strongest wines, "Ms. Hale, any dogs barking up your tree lately?" she asked, pursing her lips.
"No, not yet" Rose said, swirling her wine around, "it's been a while since things really ended with Royce, so I'm ready to date but I thin I'm just afraid now of opening up to someone. These days, guys our age just want to sleep around and then settle down with a super young girl in a few years, my dating pool is helpless." She sighed.
I looked over at Kate, smirking, "say Rose?" I hedged, "what's you take on tall, dark, handsome, and bronze?" I asked, wiggling my brows suggestively.
"Hmmm, sounds yummy, what's the catch?" Her blue eyes narrowed, "lives at home?" I shook my head. "Ugly face?" Another shake. "Shitty job? No sense of humor? Dumb as a post? Anger issues? Commitment issues?" she rattled off, growing more skeptical as I continued to shake my head along with Kate who'd joined in. Alice was grinning too, knowing a little about Jake and how I'd thought he truly was a stand-up guy.
"No, Rose, he's honestly great, only catch is that we went on a date a couple weeks ago before I officially got together with Emmett, but don't let that hold you back! He's amazing, I just know Em's my guy and I wasn't going to jeopardize that for anyone." I finished, trying to convince her of my motives.
She seemed to ponder it before tossing back the remainder of her wine then stretching her hand out, palm up, "dial him up" she said.
My eyes widened but I figured why the hell not. I did as asked and handed it over. Rose hit speaker and slapped the phone on the table. Seems all the people in my life prefer to have private conversations in a not so private way.
"Swan? Find me a woman yet?" Came his deep voice, breathless as though he'd been in the middle of working out or working with a client in the gym.
"She might have. Look, Mr. Perfect, I'm not looking to play any games here. I know what I want and what I deserve. I'm texting you, my number. I'm trusting Bells' seal of approval so try not to disappoint." Then she hung up before he could respond, the rest of us looked at her, openly gaping before we all dissolved into giggles.
Alice was the first to recover, "that was epic, Rose, I wonder—"
Rose pulled out her phone, grinning mischievously, "Well would you look at that, he's already sent me repl—"
Now Rose was cut off, words stuck in her throat as she looked down at her screen, actually blushing as she read whatever Jake had sent her. She looked up, taking a gulp of wine, "well, ladies, he's definitely interested."
I laughed again, glad to see two of my newest friends potentially becoming something they both needed and deserved. It made me ache a little as well, all the more anxious for my own naught texter to come home.
As if on cue my own phone buzzed and I opened a message from my man.
Better clear your calendar next weekend, because if I get my way, we won't be leaving the bedroom.
Charming.
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Less than a week for Bella and Emmett! Keep letting me know what you guys think, have a great rest of your weekend!