Chapter six: transferring the $

They say that money talks, and money don't come easy when you needed the most.

Bella couldn't have agreed more as she slid her hand over Edward crotch to jack him off. They were in the middle of transferring money from Bella account to Edward .The clerk sitting across from them typing frisky on her computer.

Edward was startled at her initiation, but he couldn't do anything about it. The clerk was focused solely on him as he tells his bank account information. His hands froze in midair; his voice strangled in his throat. The clerk sitting across the table, Mrs Leah, asked Edward if he was okay. With all the grace he could muster, Edward cleared his throat. "I'm fine, Mrs. I apologize…"

Bella fought hard not to smile, schooling her face to look concerned and then shifting her attention back to her iPhone, pretending to read something important. Meanwhile, under the desk, she managed to unzip Edward's fly. She knew her new maid, sharp dresser that he was, had an odd habit of going commando, which on this occasion suited her evil plot just fine. Edward's cock twitched, saying hello back to her. Edward stiffened, his jaws clenched and his voice strained as he recited some numbers to Mrs. Leah. And when Bella scooped his cock and gave him some gentle, loving squeezes, Edward coughed to obscure his whimper.

She stole a glance at him. Edward was starting to sweat. Under the desk, his cock was standing proudly at full attention like a soldier ready for battle. She couldn't see him directly, but judging from the way he felt, Edward was huge by a cock aficionado's standard. He was thick and very responsive. Truly a cock primed to blow.

Since Edward had agreed with the contract, Edward's life had been a living hell. Bella complained about his performances, micro managing every task, and she even criticized the way he dressed — too slutty for men to not appreciate feminist cloths, she'd said. She had bad taste in fashion, and everything else. Edward told himself he could handle the insults — nothing comes free with the money. And he didn't have choice, he signed away his freedom for one year when he agreed to do what Bella wants.

Bella clasped her hand on the base of his cock and gave him long, languid strokes. Edward cleared his throat again and still couldn't do anything. With Mrs. Leah smirk on the other end who was watching his every move, Edward was trapped. He had to endure her torture until they finished this meeting. Edward shifted on his seat, his spine creaking. His granite-hard erection throbbed in her hand, hot, pulsating with its own life.

Time to kick up the game a notch. Bella ran her hand over his magnificent length, captured his cockhead and brushed her thumb over his opening. Pre cum leaked in her hand. His cock shivered. Edward whimpered.

"What were you saying again on the Cullen's account, sir?" Mrs. Leah responded to Edward's whimpers.

Edward looked flushed. "This is a joint account with my family. They have access to take the money from my account. Whenever they want it?"

Bella looked up to Mrs. Leah. She looked pleased. "Yes, a joint account is just like a personal account. Any individual who is a member of the joint account can withdraw from the account."

Swallowing her amusement, Bella clasped Edward's cock harder and gave him fast, rapid strokes. She wanted to see him come in front of Leah. She wanted to see him humiliated. A perfect humiliation.

Edward swallowed hard, his voice shaky. His cock pulsed heavily in her hand. Bella sped up her pace. Edward tensed, fidgeting. She pumped him harder, faster. Sweat rolled down from Edward's temple even though the room was cold. He looked as if he was tethered at the edge of his self-control.

Come already, Bella thought as her pumping went ballistic.

Edward dropped the paper in his hand, and then clawed the table. His nails made a screeching noise.

Come on, come on…

Edward coughed again. His rock-hard cock felt ready to burst. His body tensed. His voice turned into a mumble. Bella knew the signs. She pumped faster. Anytime now…

I hate you for doing this to me, Edward thought as his cum made mess.