A/N I'm going to answer a couple reviews before I get right into it, because I think some people may have similar questions or concerns but didn't ask. But please note that this chapter begins with a scene of fairly graphic sex. You may skip ahead if it makes you uncomfortable, but if you're still reading at this point, I doubt that will be the case.
Paradoxalpoised - You're absolutely right. Bella sure does have it lucky, being from a wealthy family. Were this an average woman, she'd have to struggle pretty hard to be able to start a new life. I thought about that when I wrote the trust fund scene, but decided to leave money issues out of the story.
Ashfisher92 - I will try and work on that. Originally the story was written that way purposely so that their location could be anywhere. I wanted it undefined. Having attended Fordham myself, I thought it would be a good place for Alice to go to school, so I suppose I subconsciously decided that I wanted them to live near New York and began writing with that in mind. As for where they actually live, it will probably be noted somewhere, but I'll tell you now that I envisioned them on Long Island, probably in a place like Old Westbury.
Chapter 14
I had never been to Alice's house, but I knew where the Brandons lived just from chatter around the club. It was a short drive, no more than ten minutes away. I made it in seven.
My car screeched to a halt outside a slightly larger house than my previous one. I paused for a moment, hoping to collect myself slightly before showing up in front of Alice looking like an eager pubescent boy. Taking a deep breath, I made my way to the front door and knocked. I probably waited a good ten seconds before knocking again, louder, but still no one answered. Practically shaking with jitters on her front porch, I went against my manners and tried the knob, only to find the front door open.
Peeking inside, I called out Alice's name quietly, still unsure if I should enter. But a piece of lace caught my eye luring me into the house. My feet moving of their own accord, I suddenly found myself at the foot of their regal looking staircase, reaching towards the banister for, what could only be Alice's bra. It was a soft pink color and looked so innocently sexy as I plucked it from its perch. This was certainly a lovely welcome. Smiling, I glanced up the staircase to see a discarded shirt a little more than half way up.
Oh, so she wanted to play. Well I was more than willing to follow this teasing trail if it led to a waiting and willing Alice. Tunnel vision took over as I hurried up the stairs, grabbing her top on the way. Around the corner was a sinfully short pair of jean shorts, lying in the hallway, tempting me on.
A muffled moan was heard down the hall and I knew my treasure hunt was coming to a close. Racing forward I found a door with the matching lace panties hanging from the handle. They were a prize in themselves, but I knew just beyond the door was a far superior gift which called to me.
I pushed open the door to be met directly with the sight of Alice's spread legs, her tiny hand keeping her delightfully pink pussy warm, wet, and ready for my attention. I stood in the doorway for a moment, taking in the beautiful sight before me, but the call was too strong and soon I found myself kneeling at her alter.
"Take me Bella. Claim me." Alice said, her voice low and heavy with need. "Please. Touch me." She pleaded in a whimper when I remained unmoving. Truthfully, I felt as if the lust in my brain had short circuited my body, but somehow, at her insistent begging I bent forward just slightly, pulling the overworked, sopping hand from within her and pressing my lips to her fingers in a tender kiss.
My eyes caught hers and held them as I slowly let my hands move to her thighs, squeezing lightly before blazing a trail upwards. The blue of her eyes was darkened and she mewed adorably when I leaned forward, placing a chaste kiss to the front of her hip, before biting playfully at the bone.
My name fell off her lips in a gasp as she reached to tangle small fingers in my hair. I knew she was teetering on the edge already, but that didn't matter to me. I was going to take my time. I would make love to her angelic body thoroughly, and if that meant she'd cum several times, then so be it.
After another few kisses to her soft stomach, my hands had finally reached the top of her thighs, but rather than moving straight to her heated core, I let my thumbs trail up her hip bones and back down several times. This action alone was enough to cause Alice to shudder in a small orgasm, her back arching upwards, calling out my name blissfully.
My hands had only just begun. Grabbing her still trembling hips I pushed her further up the bed so I could extend my trek upwards, placing tender kisses along her stomach, up and around her breasts and to her neck. The bruises from her attack remained visible, but only spurred on my fervor. An intense longing to worship the girl beneath me was the only thought in my head.
"Bella," Alice groaned deeply, hands returning to their previous place among my wavy locks. The guttural need in her voice brought out an accompanying moan from me as I forged a path up her jaw line to the heavenly peaches and cream flavored mouth that I adored. Both of us moaned again into the kiss as it quickly became demanding, overheated tongues dancing with practiced ease.
"God, I've missed you." She breathed, as I pulled away. I leaned in once more to capture her mouth again in response. "So much." She added with a little smirk when I returned to my task of loving her body. I moved south, to the pleasant peaks on her chest, where her excited pink nipples bade me come to them. I wouldn't deny the request and lathered affection on the perky mounds, kissing, tugging, massaging, until Alice was squirming once more beneath me.
"Fuck, Bella! Please!" She begged, tormented by her body's need for release. I couldn't bear to see my sweet girl in pain, so following a few more kisses to the toned stomach that quivered under my lips, I found myself once more face to face with her adorable, pink pussy. She was soaked with no end to the dripping fluids in sight. A wet spot on the blanket between her legs was a testament to her pleasure and I couldn't help the grin forming on my face.
Her wiggling hips called me back to the moment and I let my hands slide back down her hip bones before gently rubbing her protruding nub. Her hips bucked up at the long awaited contact and I chuckled. "You like this, sweetie?" She nodded, her ability to speak out of reach for the moment. "You want me to touch your little pussy some more?" I asked mischievously, watching happily as her eyes squeezed tight and her hips bucked again.
"God!" She screamed, whimpering. I took that as my answer and left my thumb to attend to her clit while I explored the rest of her slit with my fingers. Spreading around her honey and coating my digits well before gently finding her entrance and slipping two fingers in. I looked up to find her bottom lip trembling slightly while little whimpers and moans continued to escape her.
I kept up a steady rhythm, letting the pleasure build slowly. Her legs moved around me restlessly, sliding up and down, perhaps in an attempt to release the tension.
"B-Bella, please. I need your mouth on me." She moaned almost pitifully and I worried for a moment if perhaps I should hurry up, but another deep groan from her throat pushed away that thought.
"You want me to lick you, baby? You want me to lick your pussy?" I said, reveling in the feel of more cum seeping onto my hand at the words.
"Yes! Fuck!" Alice pleaded and I slid down, letting my eager tongue replace my thumb. She tasted just as amazing as I remembered, but before I could even settle in she came hard, screaming my name to any God that would listen. I wouldn't be deprived, and Alice gasped and groaned when I continued my ministrations, lapping at her lovingly while she watched on.
Soon enough my carefully chosen movements had her trembling again, this time in my arms as I moved up to hold her, brushing the sweat matted hair off her forehead and kissing any part I could reach. Once her body had settled, I leaned over her and placed a gentle kiss to her lips, murmuring an 'I love you' softly before kissing her again. She beamed up at me brilliantly, snuggling into my chest and letting me stroke her hair.
We didn't speak for a while, but just lay together peacefully. It was Alice's readjustment, threading her leg between mine, which reminded us both that I had yet to find release. In fact, I was still completely clothed. That simply didn't sit well with Alice, though I told her I was happy just to snuggle. It wasn't until a couple hours later of screaming myself hoarse that we returned to the cuddling position we held previously, happily sated.
"Alice?" I asked softly into her hair. In response she moved so that she could see my face and smiled at me. "You know how I told you that I was looking for a place to live in Manhattan?"
"Yeah. Did you finally find something?" She asked, eyes alight in excitement. I couldn't help leaning in to kiss her. She was simply too adorable not to.
"I think so, but I want you to see it before I put in an offer." I said, a little shyly, peeking through my lashes to see Alice's reaction. Her surprise was overshadowed by confusion, so I decided to just put it all out there and see what she said. "The thing is, I want it to be our place Alice."
It wasn't like we had never talked about living together when she went to school. It was brought up conversationally several times, but never with any real decisiveness behind it. So, more or less asking her straight out to live with me was a big step. At least, it felt that way to me, and if Alice's astonished face was any indication, it did to her as well.
She hesitated briefly, but then grinned. "Of course I'll go look at it with you! I'm so excited, now! Tell me all about it!" She insisted, sitting up and pulling on my arm until I did likewise.
"Alice, calm down sweetie." I chuckled to the bouncing girl next to me. With her parents out for the day on their yacht, I was able to take her to see the place I liked in the village. I was anxious as we pulled up in front of it, parking on the oddly vacant street behind Ruby.
Taking Alice's hand as she walked around the car, we both stopped to take in the exterior of the building. The bottom level looked like an average store front, with the door in the middle of two large display windows. According to Ruby, this building used to house a shoe store, but had since found itself empty for nearly eight years following a bankruptcy.
"What is great about this location is that you have an already established shopping area just around the corner which is expanding down this way, so there will be no shortage of traffic for your business." Ruby said, as she fiddled with the lock box. I nodded and turned to Alice, hopeful that she could see the same potential I did.
"It needs a little love, huh?" She commented, but the smile on her face put me at ease.
"Yeah, but it's not too bad. The bricking is still in good condition. With a little paint and a new door, it'll look brand new." I said, my enthusiasm obvious. I had meant to be objective, so as not to taint Alice's opinion, but was apparently failing miserably.
"Well, should we go inside?" Ruby asked, gesturing to the now open door. Alice beamed and pulled me behind her. We only looked at, what would become, my gallery briefly before I was dragged upstairs by my ever-excited lover.
Once I opened the door to the apartment, Alice released my hand, slowly taking in the fairly large space. It was loft style with high beam ceilings and exposed brick. The hardwood floors had seen their share of wear and tear, but it added character, in my opinion.
Ruby stood in the doorway for a moment, watching us both curiously before excusing herself, kindly allowing Alice and I a chance to explore alone. Although, I had already seen everything, I wanted to explain my plans for the space, so gently taking Alice's hand I urged her to look at me as I pointed things out.
"Okay, so behind that wall is the kitchen, but I'm going to take that out and open it up to this room. I want to put in large sliding glass window panes overlooking the street, and also maybe a balcony, but I'm not sure yet." I looked at Alice, who merely smiled, allowing me to continue. "Alright so, through there is the bedroom, pretty standard, and the door next to it is another small den type room, but since that's sitting between the bedroom and the bathroom, I think I'm going to convert that so that we have a walk in closet and expand the bathroom outwards." I finished taking a deep breath. "So, uh, what do you think?" I finally asked, nervously running my hands through my hair.
"Well…" Alice paused thoughtfully, her face still holding the small smile from before. "It's pretty far from campus…" I opened my mouth to counter her, but she held up a hand. "But it might be nice to have somewhere to escape school for a while." I grinned, liking the direction of her thoughts. Now, I was the one practically bouncing in place. It was strange how much younger I felt around Alice. It was just too easy to fall into a relaxed, playful state around her, but I was coming to find I rather enjoyed the feeling. "Plus, there's the fact that a ton of off-Broadway theatres are around here." She added, letting her hand run along the wall as she strolled around the room. "So I guess what it really comes down to is…" I sucked in a breath, "Is the bedroom large enough for a king size bed? Because we'll need a lot of room for what I plan to do to you here." She stated with a smirk and the air in my lungs blew out in a gust.
"You like it?" I asked excitedly, purposely ignoring the warm sensation between my legs at her other comment. Alice beamed, skipping to my side and throwing her arms around me.
"I love it. And you obviously do, which would have been reason enough for me." She said plainly, causing me to shriek with happiness and pull her in for a kiss. My spontaneous affection became slightly more involved when Alice raked her fingers through my hair, holding me to her so she could deepen the kiss, eliciting a needy moan from me when her tongue swept into my mouth.
Lost in our passions as we were, neither of us heard Ruby reenter the room, but her soft laughter wasn't missed. Thankfully, she chose not to comment on the scene but simply waved her arms around gesturing to the place. "So, have you come to a decision? Is this going to become the Swan residence?" She asked, with a small smirk, looking between Alice and I. Alice giggled, still wrapped tightly in my arms and I couldn't help but smile, kissing the top of her head affectionately.
"Yes, I believe it is." I stated happily, smiling widely at my friend. She clapped her hands together loudly, grinning.
"Wonderful. I'll start getting the papers together, if you're still going to go ahead with the offer we discussed." At my nod, she continued. "By the way, I can recommend some construction companies if you're looking to start the remodel right away." I thanked her again for her help before she led us back out to the cars and took off down the street.
I wrapped my arms around Alice's waist from behind, letting my chin rest on her shoulder why we both stood taking in our new home.
"So we're really doing this." Alice breathed, a wide smile stretching across her face and I gave her body a slight squeeze.
"Mhmm. This is going to be our place. Just you and me." I whispered into her ear, chuckling when I felt the shiver run through her body.
"I can't wait." She sighed, her fingers caressing my hands, placed gently on her stomach. We stood in silence for a few minutes, reveling in thoughts of the future, before Alice sighed again, this one more worried than content. "Bella?" She breathed, turning in my arms and wrapping her arms around my neck.
"What's wrong, baby?" I asked, frowning at the upset face marring her perfect features.
"What am I going to tell my parents?"
My body tensed at the question. What, indeed?
A/N The story is winding down. Just a few chapters left now. It's probably for the best, since I'm finding it harder and harder to make time for writing.