So it is time, for chapter 4. Many have asked about posting schedule, and we really don't have one, we just intend to have this story fully posted by the end of the month. Enjoy.
SIS Chapter 4
I am happy that I have Friday night to myself, and my dad is working. The time alone has allowed me time to shave every bit of hair off my body. I have packed my bag with new nighties and sexy lingerie, things I picked out hoping to make Edward completely lose his shit. It's been a long three days since we last had sex, and I'm hungry for more.
I put on a cute dress, and then my boots that have a softer sole that allows me to feel the vibrations on the ground. I add a little makeup before putting on my jacket and heading out the front door, just as Edward pulls up.
He removes his sunglasses and runs his eyes up and down my body. He takes a stride toward me and pulls me in for a searing kiss. With one hand in my hair, the other takes my bag from my hand.
"You look amazing," he tells me with his lips hovering over my own. He swallows and looks me in the eyes. "Are you ready for this?"
"Yes," I tell him pushing my lips back to his.
Edward pulls me to his car and opens the door. When I'm in and buckled, he closes the door and walks to the trunk putting my bag in it before joining me in the car.
As Edward starts to drive, my eyes immediately go to his crotch. I can see the clear outline of his cock which is sitting toward his right thigh.
"Stop looking at him like that—he'll think you want him to come out and play," Edward growls.
"Well, I do want him! I need him to come out and play with me," I say in the best sexy voice I can muster.
Edward looks at me from the corner of his eyes. I watch as his tongue peeks out licking his bottom lip. His hand moves to my leg and grips it. Wanting and needing him, I move my legs farther apart as my eyes move back to his dick which is coming to life.
Edward's car comes to a quick stop. He gets out of his door and pulls me out along with him. "How fond are you of this dress?" he asks as he drags me into what must be his home.
"I have another three dresses, exactly like this one," I say. I bite my lip while looking up at him from under my lashes.
"Good," he growls as his hands pull it apart. Buttons fly, and fabric rips as he starts to kiss me.
My hands make their way to his shirt as he picks me up making his way around his home. I start to rip open his shirt and feel my back hit something soft. There are still two buttons attached. I start to feel frustrated and just pull on the shirt harder, causing the last two buttons to fly off.
"Stand up," I hiss at Edward and he looks at me but moves off. I drop to my knees and smirk at him as I undo his fly.
"I want to suck on this so badly," I tell him making him breathe heavily as his cock springs out.
I slowly take him into my mouth keeping my eyes on him. I can feel his hands edge up to my hair, but stop. I let him go with a pop.
"I want you to fuck my mouth, will you?" I ask him pleading, he looks at me and I know he is debating it. "Please treat me like you would any other girl," I say worrying that he is treating me differently.
"I will never treat you like any other girl, because I would never ask to spend the weekend with any other girl," Edward tells me.
I take his cock back into my mouth swirling my tongue around the tip.
"I must say you do look very pretty with my cock in your mouth," he grunts.
I feel his grip on my hair and I suck harder.
"Hold still, Bitsy, I'll give it to you. Just hit my leg if you need me to pull out."
As soon as his words stop, Edward pushes back into my mouth on the next thrust, and I can feel his cock down my throat. Thankfully, I don't have much of a gag reflex because he pushes in to the point of where my mouth meets my hand on his shaft. His thick cock has my little mouth filled to its max. The thick head of his cock moves in and out of my throat as his he starts to thrust faster. His fingers tighten in my hair and he moans in pleasure. His thrusting becomes erratic and I can feel him come down my throat. Once his movements stop, I pull back enough to allow me to lick him clean. Once my lips pop off the tip, I give it a kiss before looking back at him. He bends down and the next thing I know he has picked me up and thrown me on the bed. I giggle but quickly stop as Edward buries his face between my legs.
He goes to work licking my pussy. He thrusts two fingers into me while he bites down on my clit. The room spins as my body vibrates in ecstasy. He stops thrusting and sucks the juices from my skin. With nips and kisses, he leaves no space untouched between my legs. Before I know it, he is winding me up again, and I know he loves it because I can feel his own moans against my sensitive flesh. Using his fingers he holds my lower lips apart and his tongue flicks quickly over my nub. I'm almost over the edge again, and he suddenly sucks my clit into his mouth. He gives my pussy one last long lick and then moves up my body. He wastes no time before burying his now throbbing hard cock inside me. He fills me so full, and in this position, I can feel his girth everywhere inside me.
"This is too far gone to be gentle, Bitsy, but later I will love your kitty nice and slow. Hold on to me, I'm going to really pound her until she purrs."
With that he holds my knees spread wide as he plunges in and out of me. The feeling is intense and so full. The pleasure rippling through me is unlike anything I've ever felt with anyone else. He rocks into my body at a fast pace. My breath hitches as the currents of my climax ripple through my body. His hands release my legs, but move to lift my butt. With my legs wrapped around his hips he thrusts one last time and I feel the heat of his release.
He pulls out, and I just smile at him. He kisses my lips softly, brushing my hair back at the same time. "You sure you're okay? I didn't mean to be so rough with you."
I give Edward a sleepy smile. "Feel free to be that rough, or even rougher with me, any time." Edward grins and pulls me closer to him.
"You're going to stay right here while I have a nap?" Edward asks looking at me. I can see that he is tired; he must be as he just came off his shift.
"I'll be here," I tell him as I start to run my fingers through his hair.
He smiles and closes his eyes. I take out my implant and move back into Edward's arms joining him in sleep.
I wake up a few hours later, feeling hungry. I slide out from under Edward and get out of bed. As I walk out the room, I pick up his shirt and put it on and secure my implant back into place. I look through Edward's fridge and cupboards taking out anything I see that I can use to cook something yummy.
I feel Edward's arms slide around my waist as he starts to kiss my neck. I go to tell him to stop so that I can finish our dinner, but he palms my breasts as his other hand slides down to my center.
My body involuntarily moves closer to him needing and wanting him. He lets me go and my eyes open to see his are looking in the pan.
"This looks, and smells great," he says looking smugly. "Is it almost ready?" His eyes drift down my body. I move to him turning off the stove as I push him back onto the counter.
"It'll be ready once you finish what you started," I tell him before I kiss him.
Edward turns pushing me so that my front is lying on the counter as he enters me and starts to thrust. I moan out needing to feel him deep inside. Almost as if he can read my thoughts, he lifts my leg, making him go deeper than he or anyone else has been before. He pistons his hips, and with each push his groin slams against my ass. I can feel the light sting of his flesh smacking mine and I can't help but fall over the edge fast and hard into blissful pleasure.
Once we both find our release—me twice—Edward kisses my shoulder.
I turn and kiss him before looking him in the eyes.
"I think I need to start wearing condoms," he states.
I look at him with a frown.
"I just am saying that the pill is not one-hundred percent. Which translates loosely into, within a hundred times there can be that one time it doesn't work. The way we are going, we'll be hitting a hundred times in less than a month. I'm not sure I'm ready to share you with a child, yet."
I chuckle shaking my head, but Edward just keeps talking.
"I am not against having kids, but I would rather be married first, so condoms it is."
"We'll be okay for now, my period is due in a few days, so we're out of the worrisome timeframe," I giggle.
Edward just shrugs as he kisses me. "Come on, let's have something to eat and then we can talk and watch a movie."
Edward helps me plate up our food and gets us both a beer. I sit down across from Edward letting his shirt just hang open.
"You're not like any woman I have ever been with. You seem to have a sexual confidence about you, unlike any other I've known."
"Well, you can thank Tanya for that," I tell him with a chuckle.
"Alice's mom?" he asks.
I nod at him. "Yeah, Charlie asked her to give me the talk for girls and what happens to their bodies. Tanya took this to mean she should tell me about everything, including orgasms and how to achieve one on my own."
"She taught you how to give yourself an orgasm!" Edward asked stunned.
"Yes, more so we shouldn't be ashamed to have them." I place a small smile on my face, knowing this conversation was not what he expected. "She bought both Alice and I dildos for our sweet sixteen birthdays, too."
"She did what? Does Charlie know?" He asks in rapid procession.
I chuckle shaking my head. "Of course not, he's no more the wiser about you and me, than he is about my B.O.B."
Edward looks at me, seemly to have gone into deep thought.
"Edward," I say as I place my hands on his.
"I sort of forgot you were his daughter again," he says.
I raise my brow at him.
"I've kind of tried to separate you from being his daughter when we are like this," he says waving his hand between us. Edward rubs his hands over his face. "I would first like to see where this is going. If it turns out to be more than sex—which I feel it will be—if it is, then we, or even I, am going to have to talk to him about us." Edward chuckles a little. "I am aware that I will have to talk to him, being that he is the Chief. The fact that he is your father, I've got to tell you, that's a scary thought."
"You'll be fine; I'll protect you," I pause as he now has gotten me to think. "Have you told anyone about us?"
"No, I am not the type to fuck and tell, but if you were my girl, then yeah, I'd make it known to everyone," he states.
"What– that you're fucking your girl?" I say.
Edward shakes his head. "No, I'll make it known that you are mine. Have you told anyone?"
"No, I am the same as you in that aspect."
"So, if we become a couple, you'll be telling everyone I am your girl? I mean, if that's the case, I may just stay single," he smirks
I hit Edward's arm as he laughs at me. "Of course, I'd never tell them that you're my girl, but I may say you're my bitch." I give him my own smirk and add to it by poking my tongue out at him.
He laughs deeply and takes a drink of his beer. "Teach me more sign language."
"What would you like to learn?" I ask.
"I don't know, anything, everything really," Edward pauses and looks at both our empty plates. "Your father told me you can sing, and sign songs. Can you show me that?"
I shake my head at him, but he stands up. "Come on, I'll meet you in the living room," he says taking our dishes to the sink.
Before I can protest again, he has left the kitchen. I go to the sink and rinse our plates and put them into the dishwasher. I walk into the living room just as Edward comes in from the other door.
"Put this on," he says throwing my yoga pants and t-shirt to me. I look to see he has jeans on, and an unbuttoned shirt. My eyes stay with him as he sits down pulling out a guitar.
"Pick a song," he says as he strums the strings tuning the guitar.
"Say Something by Great Big World?" I ask him and he nods. I take a deep breath as Edward plays the first few notes. As the song reaches the point to start singing, I close my eyes. I do both, singing lowly and signing the words for him. When Edward's voice joins my own, my eyes open to see that he's watching me intently.
The song comes to end and Edward still seems to be watching me. "Do you know Fight Song?"
I nod at him, and he starts to play it. Again singing and signing along with him.
When Edward plays the last note, he places the guitar down and pulls me to him, kissing me. "Do you have any idea how much emotion you show on your face?"
"It's what we need to do to tell someone how we're feeling, what the words mean, and how it makes us feel. We can't always hear the tones of someone's voice, and often sarcasm is lost on me as well as many other deaf people. So people's facial expressions are as important as the words they are signing."
"How did you feel when you got your cochlear implant? I'm asking because if I remember right, you've only had it for a few years, right?"
"Three years now," I say and then clear my throat. "The first time I heard my dad speak, I cried." I shake my head at him. "It was Renee that really pushed me to get it in the first place. Not that having it made me her daughter any more than I was without it. But, now, I am glad I got it. I get to hear my dad, and hear other sounds I never knew I was missing. But sometimes it can be too much," I tell him but he looks confused. "When I'm in a restaurant, shopping, or in other situations where there are a lot of people, there are so many sounds that come in, I can get overwhelmed. I can't always block them. Then there's the fact that people think the implant allows me to hear normally, but it doesn't. I can only hear clearly, what comes in this way," I show him the areas of sound for my implant. "Then there are some people that will shout at me, or speak so slow that it makes it much harder to lip read." I sigh looking at him. "It takes so much energy just to filter out the extra sounds, than it does to lip read. When someone knows you are hearing impaired, it is often them who cause more issues for me. Things like slowing their speech, talking louder, leaning toward the implant, like it doesn't work without them speaking directly into it, all cause me issues. If people would just talk normally, and treat me the same as others, there would be less struggle for me. Speaking versus signing was a struggle for me, just as learning to sign is for a hearing person. Once I got the implant, it was like learning another language."
Edward keeps looking at me "What do you mean?"
"When you ask someone their name when talking, you simply say things like, what's your name? I learned conversations in sign language, and I would simply sign, 'your name what'. Small words like: is, it, a, are, just aren't a part of ASL language so I have to remember to say them. For example, remembering to say 'What's' at the start of a question, and so much more."
Edward swallows. "I'll try to remember that, but never think you can't just speak to me in ASL, Bella."
I move crawling into Edward's lap, as he places the guitar down. I move to his face, and he starts to kiss me. "Do you want a bath, or I can rub your back?" he asks between kisses.
"Will you take a bath with me?" I ask.
I can feel Edward smile as he kisses me. "I would, but I'll more than likely start to molest you again."
"I was hoping to molest you when I asked."
"Good Lord, you're perfect for me, aren't you? You're just about as driven and tenacious as I am."
"Well, my dad did enlist help in raising me." I say.
"Tanya is a bit on the bold side, isn't she?"
I chuckle. "Yeah, but I was mainly at the fire station, too, so I heard more than I am betting those guys thought."
Edward just looks at me and pales a bit.
"It was my home away from home. All the guys treated me like one of their own. They all seemed to forget one thing, though. Expert lip reader, here, and no one minds what they say around the girl who can't hear. Besides, they all think of me as their little sister, or someone they need to protect."
"So not only do I need to watch out for Charlie, but the rest of the crew will be after me, too?"
I smile, but nod at him.
"Well then, I should sex you up as much as I can before they all render me unable to do so."
"Now that sounds like a plan," I say.
As Edward stands up, I wrap my leg around his waist and he carries me all the way to the bathroom.
"Going to have to take your implant out, so it doesn't get wet," Edward says.
Before I can remove it, he does it for me. After putting my bottom on the counter, he gently unclasps it, and sets in on the counter beside me. Then, he starts to run our bath.
I watch as he looks at some bath scents, turns and looks at me "Do you like your baths warm, or hot?"
I chuckle, before giving him a flirty smile. "Hot," I say hoping the growl sound I intended came out right. Edward nods with glazed eyes and then turns back to the bath. Since he is no longer looking at me, I run my eyes over him. He is very much my idea of the perfect guy. He looks strong, he's tall, and his body is defined perfectly. Most of all he has the perfect mix of sexy, cocky, hardness, sweet, and caring that makes him perfect for me. The icing on the cake is that he comes off as someone who enjoys learning and is not arrogant about what he knows.
"Do you like what you see?" Edward signs to me.
"Oh, baby, I do," I say with a lift of my brow. "So much," I add.
Edward moves to me as he helps me to stand and removes my clothes. Taking me to the bath he helps me in then moves to the counter and sits where I was.
"You're just going to watch me?" I ask and he nods at me waggling his brows at me.
"Well, then I better give you a show," I say with a smirk.
Edward's eyes turn a darker shade of green as they hone in on me, or more so my hands. It only takes seconds before he is joining me in the bath. We don't have sex, but we share a lot of tender kisses as we wash each other.
~S.I.S~
The weekend passes with Edward and me spending Saturday bonking like rabbits; however, on Sunday we spend the whole day kissing and talking. When he drove us to work Monday morning, I felt not only as if I knew him on a deeper level, but he knew me, too. I do have friends, but not many that I feel or count as close ones. Most of the friends I have certainly never see my softer side. With Edward, I feel that I am able to show him all of me, but I also know that he sees me for who I am and not only a handicapped person.
Edward is so unlike anyone I have ever met before. Most people seem unsure of how to speak, or communicate with me. I was lucky that my father and Tanya were friends, so I was basically raised with Alice. Alice learned how to sign right along with my dad and Tanya. Rose is Alice's step-cousin, so she also met me when I was quite young. But unlike most people, she was upfront with me, and told me that she didn't know what to do, and it took her a few months to get into the habit of speaking correctly to me, so that I could easily understand her.
But then there is Edward. He treats me as if he's known me for much longer than he has. Not only in the way he speaks to me, but also in the way he moves, and shapes his mouth to make it easier for me to read his lips.
He pulls into the parking lot, and parks the car. As he turns off the engine, he looks over to me.
"You know that I still need to treat you like a member of the crew. You know I cannot show favoritism or that you are—" he stops and waves his hand between us.
I clasp his hand and bring it to my mouth kissing it. "I know and don't worry so much." I wink and step out of the car. I walk around to the trunk, but Edward puts his hand over mine.
"Leave your bag there and I'll drop you off at your home when your shift is over."
Edward looks around before he pulls me in for a searing kiss. Just as I am getting into it, he pulls back and walks backward away from me. "We had better go in before we are late," he says.
I walk in just behind Edward and his eyes seem to move as I take my uniform out of my locker. "You can get changed in my office, if you like?"
I shake my head and start to change in front of him.
"No point in doing that. Not after this weekend, besides it's just you and me." "Do you get changed in front of the others?"
I turn and give him a look clearly asking 'are you stupid?' "No, you are the only lucky one on this crew to see, or have seen me naked," I pause and frown. "Well, my dad has seen me naked, granted not in almost thirteen years, so yeah, just you."
"Would you think less of me if I told you I would like to keep it that way?"
I shake my head at him adding a coy smile. "You had best keep me wanting you then," I wink and walk out of the changing room, now fully dressed.
I only get a little way down the hallway when I feel Edward pull me back. "Oh, darling, I am planning on making you not only want me but need me, just like you need air." As I feel the air leave my body, he lets me go winking at me.
~See you at breakfast, beautiful~ He signs silently, before he walks away as the hall starts to fill with noise.
"Hey, Bella," is called and I turn giving Seth, who yelled my name with a wave.
By the time I turn back around Edward is gone. I wave my hand in front of my face to cool myself off as I walk into the kitchen. I mix up two pans of breakfast casseroles and get them in the oven. I set the timer and head for the crew room in order to give it a good cleaning. I know the guys will be in the morning meeting for an hour, so I have time to get things wrapped up.
I strip the beds, and put clean sheets on them. I go to the hamper and start the dirty laundry in the four machines the station has. I fold all the clean towels and put them away. I put the cleaner in the toilets to soak and mop the bathroom and shower room floors. I quickly scrub the toilets and wipe down the sinks. I have the cleanup of the firehouse down to a science. What takes most of the other crew a good three hours; I can do in about forty-five minutes. I take a break and head back to the kitchen to check on breakfast. I wash my hands and check on the casseroles. I sweep the floor, and spray and wipe down the table, so it has time to dry before we eat. I wash my hands again and check the food. Seeing the casseroles are about done, I add cheese to the top of them and head back to quickly sweep the crew room floor.
Heading back into the kitchen, I wash my hands and set the table. I pull the steaming hot pans of casseroles out, and set them aside to cool enough to cut. I grab a loaf of bread and start making eight slices of toast at a time. Once the loaf of bread is toasted, I cut the casseroles into what my guys call men sized portions. Once the food, drinks, and all the condiments they use are on the table, I go over to the wall and pull the chain four times. I think this is their favorite sound; the one letting them know grub is served.
I take my normal seat and cut myself a half of one of the portions. I grab two pieces of toast, and the raspberry jam. I start to eat, knowing the guys will join me soon. I watch as the guys come in and they all wash their hands before sitting at the table.
The guys always sit at their normal seats and I have never been happier that Edward's chair is next to mine. I love the thought of being close to him. When Edward enters he washes his hands and is the last one to join the table. He takes his seat and scoots up to the table. He fixes his plate and gives me an arched brow along with a bit of a smirk. The guys all around are eating already, or still piling their plates with food.
Edward puts a hand under the table and no one notices. I jump slightly, but cover my movement with a cough, when he rubs his hand across my leg and cups my thigh. He keeps his hand there for a few seconds, and I relax. As I take a drink, he strokes the seam on my pants between my legs. I have to hold my breath and not swallow until I can control my desire to moan out loud. Suddenly, Edward lets out a big moan as he takes a bite of his food. He circles his digit against me while pressing hard against my clit through my pants. "Damn, Bella, this is some amazing breakfast," he moans.
The guys all nod and let out their own sounds of approval; all the while he continues to rub against my cloth-covered nub. He starts to stroke harder, with each bite he takes. I feel myself start to pant lightly, and hope I can remain quiet. He continues rubbing me as he eats, and he knows when I am to the point of orgasm because he presses extra hard to give me what I need. I know he can feel the heat of my juices, and he taps my thigh a few times before pulling his hand back. He uses the same hand to wipe his lips and smirks at me. I know then he can smell my release on his fingers, and I feel myself blush. He mouths 'more later' and gives me a smirk. "Now, that was a great breakfast, Bella, I can't wait to see what you plan to serve up for supper."
A/N: Well what do you suppose she plans to serve up for supper after that? Woooo ... Maybe a cold shower? Anyway, what do you think of how things are going so far? How do you think the crew and Charlie will take it when they figure out they are together? Any thoughts on how things will go from here? See you all next week with another chapter. Happy Mother's Day to all of you who celebrate it. We know it is not officailly mother's day everywhere this weekend, and we have already missed a mother's day elsewhere, but we send these loving thoughts out to all of you mothers, grandmothers, godmothers, aunts, care providers, and in general anyone who loves and cares for children. Happy Mother's Day, we hope you have a wonderful weekend. xoxoxo Nikky & Kasi