Chapter 7

As with the other chapters, purely cosmetic work has been done to this. I've made some changes as far as punctuation and repeat words, and a few things to make it flow better. Nothing imperative or important to the story has been changed.

Here it is my wonderful, awesome readers! The update you've been waiting for. I won't take too long up here so that you can read, so please read the A/N at the end!

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Murphy's Law of First Times

"Edward...what are we doing at the airport?" she asks me apprehensively.

"I want to show you something. Share with you one of my favorite places to go."

"Um...is that place here?" She pauses for a second. "Or are we getting on a plane?"

Her eyes are wandering all over as she bites the inside of her cheek and the corner of her mouth.

"Bella, "I say laughing a little at her reaction, "just here, nowhere else." I gaze into her eyes, smiling.

"Don't worry; I'm not kidnapping you or anything. Well, unless you want me to." I wink at her but am still smiling, hoping it eases her some.

Hearing her breathe out and sigh as her whole body relaxes lets me know that it worked. She smiles and laughs a little at my lame joke about kidnapping her too.

We do what we need to do, go through the toll booths and follow the correct lane showing where parking is. We have to go up and around a spiral roller coaster looking thing that is made out of concrete and re-bar. You do not want to get distracted while driving up and around this.

Having Bella, the very sexy as hell woman that she is, sitting next to me is not helping me one fucking bit. My eyes keep wandering slightly over to her, just to be able to look at her. I don't want my car to end up like it looks like some others have, scraped up, from the sides of the walls. There are paint lines and tires marks all over the walls on either side. Focus, focus, focus, you can look at her when you're parked and out of the car.

As we get to the very top, I'm surprised but happy to see so few cars; it'll give us some privacy. We get out of the car; I go to my trunk and pull out a blanket as well as the basket with all the goodies from Alessi's. I keep a blanket and some other things in my car; living here you never know when you might make an impromptu stop at the beach and want something to sit on, or if it's cool, something to wrap up in. I learned from my mom to be prepared for stuff like that… there is no way I would have thought of it otherwise, I'm just not that organized.

I lay the blanket down on the side of the car facing the wall to block out any wind. I parked the car sideways so that we can lean up against it to watch the planes and have a bit more privacy. I motion for her to sit down when I'm done, allowing her to choose where she wants to sit. She ends up picking the farthest side from where I'm standing, putting her to my left. I sit the basket down next to me so it's easily accessible later.

I look over at her, taking in the beautiful sight that she is. She is breathtaking and makes me feel so much, so many things I've never felt before. It's scary as hell but exhilarating, almost like how I feel about my fights. While I'm scared that I'll lose and get hurt, the excitement and adrenaline it brings me is beyond words and worth it.

While I'm lost in admiring her, she looks at me. Her expression is...inquisitive?

Damn, she caught me staring at her. Fuck it, I don't care. I want her to know how much I enjoy the way she looks. How sexy and attractive she is to me, that I can't take my eyes off of her. She starts to blush a little, confirming that she did fucking catch me.

After a few more seconds of admiring her beautiful brown eyes, we both look up at the sky. As she turns her head I see her smile grow bigger; it makes me smile even more than I already was. Good thing she's not looking at me, I probably look goofy as hell.

Because of all the lights they have around, it's hard to see the stars, but it's still a nice night out. There are no clouds and the breeze is surprisingly comfortable, meaning that there is one, considering it's the middle of July.

As we're sitting here, I hear the familiar rumble of a plane getting ready to take off and tell her to watch for it. You can feel the vibration from the planes up here, it's quite a unique thing to experience, but it's also quiet. Well, as quiet as you can get with a bunch airplanes and people moving around down on the tarmac and runway.

"I hope you like it, I know it's nothing fancy but I just wanted to show you something about me other than the gym and fighting."

"Edward, this is great. It's different, but I love it. I have never sat and watched airplanes take off before. It's really neat and cool. Thanks for showing it to me." She smiles at me. I notice something else behind her eyes though, a look I haven't seen from her yet.

"Well, then, I guess I made the right choice. So are you up for some dessert? I grabbed some goodies from a very good bakery here in Tampa. I wasn't sure what you want, so I grabbed one or two of a few things." I reach in and grab a cupcake shielding it from her so she can't see what it is.

"Okay, close your eyes, I want to see if you can tell me what this is. This is one of my favorites, probably my most favorite."

She closes her eyes and I take the wrapper off the cupcake and break a piece of it off, making sure to get enough frosting on it. You can never go wrong with frosting, especially when it's cream cheese frosting… which happens to be my favorite.

"Open up." She does and holy shit, seeing her mouth like that - open at my command - my cock starts hardening. This might be a bit more difficult if I can't keep my shit together. Who knew such an innocent thing would turn me so much?

I push part of the cupcake into her mouth and she closes to start chewing and tasting. She sticks her lips out to lick the frosting off her lips; my dick hardens even more. God, this is not going to be easy to get through. To top it off and make things more difficult, she starts moaning while chewing.

"Oh my God, Edward, that is so good. Can I have another bite? Please?" She opens her eyes to plead with me. How can I turn her down with those gorgeous brown eyes almost begging me? I am such a sucker.

"Okay, but you have to close your eyes again; you still haven't told me what you think it is."

I do the same thing, this time giving her a bigger bite with even more frosting. Just like before, more frosting gets on her lips. Before she can stick her tongue out to lick her lips I beat her to it and lick it off, slightly pulling her bottom lip into my mouth with my teeth and letting go. She moans again but keeps chewing.

"Hmmm, can I have some more frosting? This carrot cake cupcake is so damn good, but I really love the frosting." She smirks at me, her eyes still closed. She licks her lips.

Fuck, she's licking where my tongue just was.

I take my finger and swipe a good portion of frosting off the cupcake.

"Open up, gorgeous."

She opens her mouth, waiting for me to give it to her. I stick my finger into her mouth so she can get the frosting and she starts sucking it off. It hits me that I obviously didn't think things through. Just seeing my finger in her mouth makes my mind go to all kinds of places of what I would love to do with that mouth. What other things I would love to put in that mouth. And I moan... I fucking moan. She pops her eyes open at that and hums back at me. Ho-ly fuck!

"Hmm, Edward." She looks directly into my eyes while saying my name and moans again.

I can't help myself so I lean in and kiss her. Our eyes are still open and I see her eyes widen with a bit of surprise as I do. She doesn't pull back from me though, instead she closes her eyes and starts kissing me back.

Feeling her respond, I grab her neck, pulling her closer to me to kiss her deeper, kiss her the way I've wanted to really kiss her since the moment I picked her up tonight. She gives in to the kiss more and I stick my tongue out to gain entry into her sweet mouth. Tasting her, her flavor mixed with the frosting is fucking unbelievable. Two of my favorite tastes mingled together; can it get any fucking better than this?

She opens her mouth for me, letting me taste even more of her. Our tongues do their little dance, fighting for control, tasting and feeling; getting to know each other's dwelling place.

Her hand comes up to my face and pulls me closer to her. Feeling her hands on my face with my tongue in her mouth makes me breathe out a little through my nose at the same time a small moan escapes my throat into her mouth.

I pull back and sit up, grabbing her and lifting her to sit sideways on my lap, making sure that I don't make her uncomfortable in her dress. I don't want to push her. I also forget that I have a raging hard on until I hear her moan as I sit her down.

She, of course, surprises the hell out of me by wiggling her ass over it and then giving me her shit eating grin. Her cheeks turn a little pink from blushing. Hmm...She's definitely not shy, which I already knew, still is a nice reminder though.

I smile back at her and even chuckle, trying not to moan out loud, even though deep down, there is a deep guttural moan that wants to explode out of my body.

After she settles on my lap, she leans in and starts kissing me again. Taking control, just like she did in the gym. Fuck, I love a woman who knows what she wants and goes after it. Even if it is just a kiss.

She puts her hand on my face again, pulling me closer to her. I go willingly, wanting her more and more. Our breathing quickens and her other hand goes behind my neck, up into my hair, pulling my hair gently at first, then a little harder as she intensifies the kiss. This makes me moan into her mouth. From here it's all moaning and grunting for a couple minutes.

I adjust myself on the ground, getting comfortable; it's not exactly comfy sitting on a hard ass ground. As I'm moving she wiggles more in response. I don't think she did it on purpose, which makes it that much hotter. Her body reacting to mine like it is.

After I settle she brings her leg over me so that she is now straddling me.

I stop all movement. My brain goes blank, and my mouth literally drops open.

She stares at me a moment, gauging my response. I'm assuming to make sure I'm okay with what she is doing.

I nod my head; the ability for words to form and come from my mouth is non-existent at this moment. I am stunned, shocked, bewildered. She is straddling me. She is straddling me… the same thought repeats over and over in my mind, no matter how hard I try to stop it. Then...a huge ass smile comes across her face.

Oh shit, I've seen that smile before... my mind races back to the gym just a couple days ago. Holy fuck, are we doing that again? I am not complaining by any stretch of the imagination, but fuck, I am...speechless, literally speechless.

A few seconds pass by and she has her mouth on mine, her hands are in my hair, pulling and tugging, grasping and grabbing for me, grunting and moaning but most of all, grinding on my hard cock. My groaning is getting deeper, feral, and guttural. At this point I'm unable to control any thought processes to keep me from doing anything but what feels good.

As if I am on auto-pilot, my body reacts without my mind's permission. My hands go to her waist, grab her and help her grind harder. It feels so fucking good, but I want to make sure she is feeling good herself. We stop kissing and she looks at me. Her lips are swollen, they're red and beautiful and make me want to kiss them more, or feel them wrapped around my bulging cock. I want something, anything on my cock. This grinding between clothes is nice, but damn it, I want, fuck that, I need more.

Moving my right hand from her waist and trailing it down her thigh, I move the hem of her dress up so that I can have skin on skin contact. She is so fucking warm and not just because it's warm outside. Her skin is… smooth, silky, fuck, there is no way to describe it adequately, but it feels so fucking good under my touch.

I watch her eyes and her expression to make sure I'm not pushing things too far or too fast. She isn't reacting negatively so I keep going; my fingers gliding up her thigh towards the place I so desire to be right now. Before long, with my eyes still lustfully gazing into hers, I reach where I have been longing to be, but I stop my movements. I don't know if I am really feeling what I'm feeling or what I'm not feeling I should say.

Holy fucking shit!

She is commando. Fuck, my brain falters… my eyes shoot down to where my hand is and I gasp. I look back up at her and she is just smirking away. She winks at me and just snickers.

"Bella..." is all I can get out and it's mostly a whisper. My brain is moosh right now with the thought of her bare pussy at my fingertips. I never in a million fucking years would have thought she would go on our first date commando…. I can't do anything but smile and continue on. It seems she was hoping for something to happen or she just goes commando all the time. My ass is hoping she was hoping something was gonna happen.

I start rubbing the outside of her bare pussy, it's so smooth and soft and warm. She slightly presses into my hand and spreads her legs some, allowing me more access to her. I reach her lips; they are wet. She is fucking wet; if she were wearing panties they would more than likely be soaked.

I rub my finger up and down the outside of them a few times, going further in with each pass. She is slippery and hot, not warm. No, not warm at all. She is blazing. Feeling her, my cock pulses in my shorts, begging me to release it, not letting me forget it is there. My heart is pounding in my ears. I'm nervous as fuck, why… I'm not sure, other than because I don't want to fuck this up.

She reassures me though by moaning a little, then smiling and pressing against my hand even more. Her hands start traveling down my chest, landing on my waist. Her fingers slip inside the waistband of my shorts, I shiver slightly from the intensity of her fingers touching my bare skin. There is a smile playing on her lips at my reaction. Her eyes however, are focused on my face, slightly glazed over with lust; probably mirroring mine right now.

She doesn't miss a beat though and continues moving towards the button on my shorts. Her fingers work expertly but a bit shakily to get it undone, as if she's as nervous as I am.

Fuck, it seems like it's taking forever for her to do it. I almost want to move her hands and do it myself… I want to feel her hands. Fuck, I want to feel any part of her on my cock. I don't care if it's just a fucking finger; I want her to touch me so bad it's not even funny. My body is full of excitement and testosterone, I feel like a teenage boy about to have sex for the first time. How the fuck have I gotten to this point? Damn, I'm well beyond having sex for the first time, yet she makes me feel so nervous and shit… I get so mixed up when she's around.

Leaving my own fucking head, I notice she has finished with my button and is staring at me as if waiting for permission. I look in her eyes, smile the biggest fucking grin I can to let her know I'm more than okay with her continuing.

She starts pulling the waistband of my boxers down, her fingers trailing slightly along the 'V' of my waist, teasing me by running her fingers along the edge. Her fingernails slightly drag on my skin, sending a new sensation all over my body. Each touch brings about new feelings to my body, more craving, more wanting, more lust inducing desire to take her here and now.

After the slight awkwardness, things seem to just happen. There isn't as much hesitation; we don't wait for permission from the other. It's already been given. We just allow ourselves to feel what's going on in the moment, to enjoy the touch and feel of the other's body and hands.

My fingers continue where they were before she started her work on me. She is still working on my boxers. My fingers are still caressing her pussy, feeling her get even wetter if that is even possible. She finally pulls my cock out of its confinement. I breathe out a sigh of relief, feeling her hands grasping the hardened flesh. Feeling her soft hands grasping it, the pressure just right.

She slowly moves her hands up and down, exploring it, looking at it. She takes a finger and gently touches the tip by the opening, getting some of the pre cum that has started to leak out, and she is transfixed on what she is doing. I keep my fingers gently but firmly playing with her. I don't want to have too much going on, too much sensation. I want to revel in the movements between us. The smells, the motions, the facial expressions… I want them all in my mind.

Speaking of smells, I can smell her arousal so much. It's kind of a sweet, musky smell, just right. It makes my mouth water, desiring to taste it, have it excite my taste buds. I don't realize my mouth is open while I am thinking of it 'til I close it to swallow, then I lick my lips. You would think I was just thinking of eating the best fucking steak ever, the way I was reacting.

She keeps a steady motion on my cock; we start to time our rhythm together when she stops. I look up at her, wanting to make sure everything is okay and to see why she stopped. She then grabs my hand and moves it to her waist.

"Fuck!" catches in my throat some as it tries to escape my mouth. It's just above a whisper, but she hears it. Her hands are on my shoulders and she is rubbing her wet fucking pussy on my aching fucking cock. It feels so unbelievably good.

My breathing picks up and my heart is racing even more now. I can't keep my eyes open or my mouth closed. My hands are clenching into her waist and she is using my shoulders to control her movements. Going back and forth, sliding up and down and rotating her hips. I want to move her just so, so I can slip right inside of her. I gather my wits about me to grab her waist so that I can lift her up and slide her down on me.

No sooner than I do, I hear a car coming and a door open and close. Both of our heads snap up to try to figure out what is happening. Bella lifts up a little then quickly back down and faster than I thought possible she is flying off of me and covering herself up. However in the process she accidentally kicks my cock, sending me to my side grabbing it, holding it. I am in major pain; however it soon becomes a blessing because the next thing I hear is a deep throat clearing, startling me. I turn my head back behind me to see where it's coming from. I am a bit surprised to see the airport security man standing at the end of my car.

"Um...hi," I manage to get out, however pain is lacing my voice, which is now a couple octaves higher.

"Hi, sir, what can we do for you?" Bella asks, giving him her gorgeous smile.

"Do you guys realize there are cameras all around here?" he asks and it sinks in at that moment and my mind is reeling with what is happening.

"Fuck!" comes out but no one else hears it.

A/N

So I'm thinking I'm going to go into hiding now after that ending. I promise I won't keep doing cliffies, I know you all waited so long to see what would happen and some of you even came from my OT on FFP and have seen the lemon I wrote there (which I will be posting this week as well for all to see) . I promise its coming. You can blame MMAward for this chapter ending, it was all his idea. Don't be too hard on him.

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