Disclaimer: The wonderful and talented Stephenie Meyer created these characters, made them into vampires, shape shifters and quirky teenagers. I changed them up, aged them, made them all human and I like it when they get citrusy. The names of the characters are hers, but the story line, and location it takes place is all me.
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Chapter 15: Changing the Rules
BPOV
I wake at five, because I just could not sleep any longer. I go down and use the workout room early; I think this will give me the most privacy. I need to work out my aggression and aggravation. It is hard to believe that just four days ago, my entire house was found trashed. I have looked through all the photos and almost everything of mine is destroyed. I am grateful that the few things I have of my father's, are not destroyed.
My appliances, as well as my electronics, have all been pretty much demolished. All of the lamps and overhead lights have been smashed. There are no dishes left in the kitchen cupboards at all, and a few of the cupboards themselves are no longer on the wall. Several walls have holes knocked through them, and the destruction is sickening.
The kitchen and my bedroom are the two most destroyed rooms. Thankfully, my dining room is virtually untouched, as that is where my grandma Swan's china is. The living room is damaged pretty heavily; however, all of my personal photos on the walls are untouched. The hidden wall safe is untouched, and all of my important papers are in there.
The one and only room completely untouched is the playroom. The only reason it is untouched is the fact that it is a locked door that has no handle or key, since it is controlled by a keypad. I am glad that it is like that, I am not ashamed of the lifestyle, I am just glad that I am able to maintain some of my personal life, personal. I miss being in the playroom, and I truly miss being an active Domme. I just need to get back in the playroom; I need to have my control back.
Thinking about the things that Mike has taken from me, just makes me even angrier. He has my freedom. He is preventing me from doing my job. He stalks me, even follows me to my significant other's home. He takes photos of us having sex, and then calls and threatens me. Thinking of that phone call alone is enough to make my blood boil.
"Ahh…Isabella, the whore. I watched you fucking him. You are such a slut. I will end you. That pussy belongs to me, and I will kill him for sticking his dick in it. You are both done; I will end you both. I watched you, I see him out there cooking on the grill, while you are his worthless whore answering his phone. You will regret this day, forever. Letting him fuck you while I watched, was your biggest mistake. You're a whore, and I will kill you both. You're dead!"
Shaking my head, to help clear his threatening voice, I start running faster on the treadmill. I hate feeling like I am running from his voice, but the eeriness of his threat still causes chills down my spine. I never think of Mike as evil, just stupid. Mike clearly has issues, and I hope he is caught soon.
Last Friday, Detective Uley releases the house from being a crime scene. I have everything fully insured, and the adjuster went to the house right away. He wants me to meet him there; however, I send Laurent and Peter. Detective Uley is there to meet them, and answer any questions he can. I make sure to tell Peter to pull out all of the things from my safe for me.
I am not going back to work until December seventeenth; I have a meeting that day that I cannot reschedule. I have had several phone conversations with Jason; he is beside himself with all this Mike drama. Jason and Jessica have been fighting; Jessica has been supplying money to Mike. Jason turns that info over to Detective Uley, and puts an end to the piggy bank for Mike. All of my court dates for work through the end of the year, have been continued into next year.
Peter and Charlotte are great, they are wonderful friends. Edward and I have been cooped up in their house for days. Today is Sunday, and Edward's parents would like for us to come over for dinner. Peter and Charlotte are going with us, as well as two guards. I am nervous to leave, but we are going anyway.
I am done with my workout now, and I feel much more relaxed. I need to think over a few things and this stress is killing me. I know the one thing that would help me burn off some of this stress, is a scene. I really have to discuss things with Peter, soon. I go into the kitchen and start some egg bake casserole for breakfast. Once I finish in the kitchen, I set the oven to preheat. Charlotte comes into the kitchen and smiles at me.
"Good morning, Bella," she says.
"Good morning, Charlotte, I started breakfast. The casserole needs to bake for forty-five minutes, after the oven is heated. I am going to go shower and see if Edward is awake yet, unless you need help finishing breakfast?"
"Bella, you know that you didn't even have to start breakfast. I can manage the rest by myself, thank you for what you have done. Go wake up your man and clean up. We will eat in an hour," she says with a smile.
Upstairs, I see that Edward is still asleep, but has a worried look on his face. I sit on the edge of the bed, and trace my fingers along his side. As soon as my skin touches his, I see the worry disappear from his face. The connection that I feel to him is scary, and weighs a lot on my mind. I know that I love him, but look at what it is doing to him. He is not safe, because of me. I sigh and kiss his forehead, get up, and head to the shower.
The hot water feels wonderful running over my skin. It is nice to relax a little, and let the tension run down the drain. I hope that I can manage to stay calm and relaxed today. I am so tired of being stressed out. I am not sure I can handle much more of this. I wash my hair and condition it, scrub my body with my loofa, and favorite body wash. Stepping out of the shower, I look up and see the sexiest man in the world.
"Edward," I say in a breathy tone.
"You look so beautiful, my love."
"I look like a drowned rat," I joke.
"You, my love, are the most breathtaking rat, I have ever seen. I want to lick the beads of water from your skin," he says.
As Edward walks over to me, I can feel the gooseflesh travel across my skin where his eyes are roaming.
"Edward, breakfast will be done in about twenty minutes."
"Maybe what I want for breakfast, I cannot get from the kitchen. Maybe what I want is wet and in front of me."
He arches his eyebrow at me and smirks. He still has not touched me, but he is standing so close, I can feel his body heat. I can feel the dampness between my legs that has nothing to do with the shower I just got out of. A porn star worthy moan comes out of my mouth at the same time he runs a finger along my slit. Before I know it, we are both back in the shower. With my back against the wall and my legs around his waist, he fills me in one quick thrust. The warm water pours over us, as he pushes me over the edge. As I ride out my orgasm, I feel his cock twitch as he follows me in his own climax.
We both dress quickly and go to the kitchen. Peter and Charlotte are eating already, Charlotte smiles at me behind her napkin.
"The casserole is delicious, Bella, too bad you are late and it is cold now. I thought this was your favorite breakfast food?" Peter says, clearly enjoying the fact that he is teasing me.
Never one to let anyone get the best of me, I give him my best bitch brow.
"Some things just cannot be eaten amongst company," I say with a smirk. Edward chokes on his drink of coffee, and Charlotte snorts out loud.
"Well, I guess that just depends upon the limits one chooses to set," he fires back.
"You are very correct, Master Peter. However, since there are no limits on vanilla loving, there is no voyeurism or scenes for you to watch."
Charlotte and Edward, both, look at me as if I am in trouble.
"Are you being insubordinate, Isabella?"
"Are you giving me permission to resume my life as a Mistress to my submissive?"
"At this point, you have no submissive," he says.
"Nor, am I one," I say.
"Touché," Peter says.
I grab the spoon and dish up a helping for me and Edward, and carry the plates over to the microwave to warm them. I can hear all three of them snickering, enjoying the banter between Peter and me. I turn around and give them all a serious dose of evil eyes, unable to remain being bitchy, I laugh with them. Things are so open and friendly between us all, and I am so grateful to have them in my life.
After we eat breakfast, Edward decides to do his workout. Charlotte has a garden club meeting, and I decide to go talk to Peter. I have had a lot on my mind, but I feel like a part of me is missing. I know Peter is in the den, so I head over and knock on the door.
"Come in," I hear Peter call.
"Do you have a few minutes? I would like to speak to you about a few things," I ask.
"Of course, is this a friendly chat or are you here to ask me things in a matter of the lifestyle?"
"Lifestyle," I answer.
"Okay, have a seat and tell me what is on your mind, and ask your questions."
"Well, I wanted to tell you thank you first of all, for stepping in and helping Edward and me. I did not realize that my feelings for him were interfering so much. I never thought that I could ever find or feel that kind of love again. I have lived so many years of my life with regrets. I want a full relationship with Edward, and I feel that we are in a good place. I want you to know that I cannot, however, continue without having some kind of the BDSM aspects in my life. Peter, you know me very well. It is me, it is who I am, and without it, I'm not whole. Can we work on something soon, to help me get back there? Right now, I feel as if I need to have it, I need that control, I need that outlet."
"Isabella, I already told you that you are one of the strongest and best Dommes, I know. You only needed to come to me and say the things that you have just told me. I will help you and Edward get back to where you belong. I want you to both to redo your paperwork, expectations, limits, and rules. I want you to go sit now and write out your rules. Fill out the limit and expectation sheets. I will go speak to Edward, and give him his paperwork to fill out. We are leaving here at five to go to Carlisle and Esme's. When we return after dinner tonight, you, him, and I will sit and discuss things, if you are both ready. Do you have any questions?"
"Yes, but only one. Can you please give me his platinum collar out of your safe, for later?"
"You are confident that Edward will want this too. Have you and Edward discussed this?"
"Not at all, I just know that Edward needs this as much as I do."
"I think that you are correct, Isabella. I want to see a copy of the rules when you have them finished," Peter says.
"I will have them done in plenty of time before we leave."
I nod and take the paperwork and grab my laptop. I make my way to Charlotte's sitting room off her submissive bedroom. I know that she will not care if I am using this area; it will give me complete privacy. I sit and fill out my limit sheet, which is easy, my limits have not changed. Then I start thinking of all the rules, this is where things will be different for me. These rules will have exceptions for when we are out as a couple. I notice that Peter gave me a copy of what appears to be rules, with suggestions highlighted. Peter was ready for me to go talk to him. Peter does know me, extremely well.
I sit for several hours typing out the rules, thinking them over. Charlotte comes in and asks me if I want to eat a sandwich. I did not realize it is lunch time already, or that she has returned. I take the sandwich and keep working on the rules. Charlotte is reading over my shoulder and keeps giving me input, it is all very helpful. Peter and Charlotte have lived this life for a long time, and I know that the best advice comes from them both.
When I finish the rules, I send it all back down with Charlotte to Peter to look over. I value his opinion, and I know he will give it. I make my way to the room Edward and I are sharing. I am hoping that he is in there, but I don't want to interrupt his work on his limit sheet and his wants and desires. Opening the door, I see him sitting at the desk.
"I am sorry; I will leave and let you have privacy."
"Bella," Edward says, "I want you in here with me, please?"
"Of course, honey," I say.
I really love that he wants to be close to me. I move over and sit on the sofa, and he gets up and comes to sit by me.
"So, you spoke to Peter?" Edward asks me.
"Yeah, I did. I felt it was best to at least talk about finding a normalcy in our lives. I really miss that side of my life, and I only want that with you. I can only assume that you as well want the same things, but if you don't…"
"Do not even finish that sentence. I will always want you as my Mistress, but first and foremost, I have to have you as my soul mate. I don't think I can ever be just one or the other; it is a package deal for me. Can…can we do this?" Edward's question comes out as if he is unsure that we can reach an agreement.
I drop to my knees and turn to face him sitting on the sofa.
"Edward, I have never wanted any man the way that I want you. You complete me in so many ways. I don't want any other lover, or submissive, the way that I want you."
Edward just looks at me and smiles.
"You should never kneel to me, my love. You're stronger than this, and I know it is breaking a part of you. You will be my Mistress again soon; I need your domination as much as you need to give it. It is you who will always hold my submission," Edward says. As he picks me up, stands me on my feet, and drops to his knees in front of me.
"Edward…"
"I will always submit to you, my love."
Edward lowers his body and places a kiss on the top of each of my feet. I hold out my hand and he takes it, kisses my knuckles, and we make our way to our bed.
"We have almost three hours before we leave. Let's take a nap," I say.
"As long as you're in my arms, I don't care what we do."
Edward kisses me deeply, and hums in my ear as he strokes my cheek with his thumb. I love resting with my head on his chest, and I feel such relief as I doze off.
EPOV
Dinner with my parents is nice. My family all love Charlotte and Peter. My parents have decided that since we had to miss family dinner night last Sunday, tonight we will make up for it. We plan to call it an early night, since it is so close to the holiday, and everyone except Bella and I have a busy schedule. I am glad we will be home by nine for the meeting.
Kate keeps herself attached to Bella all evening; since we arrived, she has been beside her. Kate asks Bella if she can call her Aunt Bella. After looking around quickly, gauging everyone's reactions, Bella hugs Kate and says she would love to be her Aunt Bella. Bella asks Kate what she wants for Christmas from Santa. I love watching Kate roll her eyes at Bella, having not believed in Santa for more than two years. It is fun listening to them argue the point if he is real or not. I know that Bella plans to spend Christmas with my family. We have discussed it tonight at dinner, when mom invites Charlotte and Peter to join us as well.
Bella, Victoria, Charlotte, Tanya, and my mom all corner us boys and inform us that we have to start shopping now. I love listening to Bella, when she is in charge. I can tell that Bella is the ring leader in the process of us guys being told off about our last minute buying habits. We also get an earful of how this year we need to put thought into our gifts, and not just liberally pass out gift cards. I am hard instantly from the look of bossiness on Bella's face. I can feel the excitement and desire pumping through my veins.
I am shocked when Bella tells everyone that she has only two people left to buy for. On the way home, she whispers into my ear about the gifts. She has covered the gifts we are giving to Peter and Charlotte already, my siblings, and my parents. I have no idea what it is that I did so right to bring Bella and I together, but she is who I want, forever.
I am anxious to get back to Peter's. I know that we have the meeting planned, and I know I may get my Mistress back soon, hopefully tonight. I am so excited to get back to being my Mistress' mo daor. I love Bella, and I want her so much, and forever, I will submit only to her. For the second time tonight, I am so rock hard at the thought of being at her submission, that I ache.
"Edward, Isabella, we will meet in my office in twenty minutes. We will go over the limits, expectations, and rules," Master Peter says.
Bella and I head upstairs to change out of our dinner clothes.
"Are you nervous at all about this meeting?" Bella asks. I know that means she is worrying that I have changed my mind.
"Bella, I am not nervous at all. I just want to be clear; I want to remain in a fulltime relationship with you."
I move across the room and take her in my arms.
"I want the Domination, submission part, as well as the daily life too. I want it all, *kiss* I want you as my friend, *kiss* lover, *kiss* soul mate, *kiss* Mistress, *kiss* and someday, my wife."*kiss*
After I kiss her a few more times, I can feel her body tense up. I move back a bit and see her standing there stock still. The look of shock is clear on her face. I have just told her that one day I want to marry her. I have not considered marriage since Sue hurt me, and I know she is the same since Mike hurt her.
Mike…what a fucking rotten, good for nothing, punk. I will end him if he comes near my Bella!
Quickly, I do damage control.
"Bella," I say, getting her attention. "Sweetheart, I need you to know that, I do not expect you to marry me tomorrow, or next week. I just want you to be 100% clear that the love I feel for you is unending."
"I love you too, Edward. You need to know that I may not ever be ready for marriage."
"Bella, I can understand that, and I also can live with that. You need to know that you are my life now, and no matter what or where that life leads, I want you beside me."
"I love you, Edward, so much."
"I love you too," I say, as I hold her close and kiss her deeply.
Sitting in Master Peter's office, I feel nervous all over again. I can see the stacks of papers. I know that our D/s lives are spelled out in that paperwork. Bella runs her hand across my arm, and I feel the calm rush over my body, her touch grounds me.
"Isabella, Edward, you both submitted to me a list of limits. On the limit sheets, you both appear to be completely on task. As before, your matches and limits are quite the same, there is no conflict there at all. Since this was not an issue of limits in the first place, and unless either of you have additions or corrections, in my opinion they stand as is. Keep in mind that you may change your limits at any time. Do either of you have any questions?"
"No, Master Peter," we both say.
"Good, now let's talk about expectations. There are a few things that neither of you discussed. I think that there are a few things I want you to think about and discuss together. Really until you do, we cannot finish the contract and rules."
"What things do we need to discuss?" Bella asks.
"I am giving you a list of a few topics, and I want you both discussing it and filling it out. Talk to each other, it will help. I am also granting you both permission to partake in BDSM activities, on the condition that you follow the rules I am setting for you. Do you have questions, or are you ready to hear the rules?"
Bella and I both look at each other, she is smiling.
"I agree," I say quickly.
"May we please hear the rules, Master Peter?" Bella asks.
"If you have a question or problem with a rule, speak up right away, or I will assume that you agree with the rule."
"Yes, Master Peter," Bella replies.
"Yes, Master Peter."
"Rule number one; neither of you are allowed to partake in scenes with anyone, except each other. Rule two; no collaring, until the contract is discussed and signed. Rule three; use your red, yellow, and green safe words as needed. Rule four; any issues or problems need to be addressed with me immediately. Rule five; talk to each other. I know that these are simple rules, but they will work for now. I know after speaking to Isabella that she needs the outlet of the domination to release her inner tension. I also know after speaking with Edward, that he as well, needs the release he gets from giving his submission. If neither of you have questions, I will end this meeting for the night. I do, however, want you both to know that we will discuss the remaining paperwork that I gave you tonight. You only have two days, so be prepared."
"Yes, Master Peter," I say.
"Master Peter, if I may, I have a question," Bella says.
"Of course, Isabella," Master Peter says.
"Since Edward and I are staying here, may we have permission to use the playroom that you have available when you host parties?"
"Isabella, you may take your submissive and use the guest playroom. I assume that all normal house rules would be followed. Since you know the house rules, you may pass that information on to your submissive as you see fit."
"Thank you, for everything, Master Peter," she says.
"Don't forget, talk first, it is in your best interests. In two days we will discuss it, and set things into writing."
Bella and I make our way to our room. Bella is holding the papers that Master Peter has given her.
"Shall we sit and go through this list one by one?" She asks me.
"Yes," I say as I sit. "I think it is best if we talk and discuss all our options. I need more than you know to give my full submission in your hands."
"Edward, your submission to me, has always been a gift. It is the best gift I have ever received. I love you, and I thank you now for always giving me that most precious gift."
I can feel the emotion not only in her words, but building in my chest. I hug her close to me, and whisper my words of love and devotion. After about ten minutes of holding each other and kissing, we make our way to the opposite ends of the sofa. I think we both know that if we continue this conversation touching, it will not go far.
"Okay, I think it is best to start at the top. Looks like quite a list here, we have a lot to discuss. Peter wants to know how we intend to handle the D/s times versus normal relationship time."
"I think that we should set aside certain times and all other times, we are a regular vanilla couple. Like how before I was a weekend submissive, only the difference would be we see each other in the off times. What do you think?" I ask Bella.
"I think that sounds great. In the suggested rules I wrote out, one of them stated playtimes. I think what Peter is getting at mostly with this, is how do we handle our out of lifestyle roles?"
"I think that we need to let our relationship grow on its own. I think our relationship is extremely strong, and with or without the lifestyle, I want only you. You are the love of my life," I tell her.
"I agree with letting things grow naturally between us, I think we are doing quite well. I think it is best to have playroom time scheduled, maybe one night on the weekend and one night during the week. The rest of the time, I think it would be best if we made joint choices. I do not want to have to make all the decisions, just because two days a week, I will be your Mistress. I do, however, think it would be best to start off with just two days a week, and go from there. I also think that not having two days in a row is best, for now."
"I agree, and I think that is a great way to put it. I know I have no issue in having the ability to grab my sexy woman, and fuck the daylights out of her when I want. I know I also cannot wait to have my Mistress, tie me to her bench and tan my ass."
With a smirk on my face, I lean over and kiss her neck. "What is the next item on the list, my love?" I ask her.
"Living arrangements?" Bella asks, in a voice that makes me wonder if she is scared of this subject.
To be honest this topic scares me too, I am not sure I can live without her right now. I decide to take the bull by the horns, and say exactly what I feel.
"Well, this is something we should really discuss. Right now, submissive or not, I cannot imagine being away from you. I am worried about you, and I do not want to be away from you. I do not think that either of our homes is safe for us at this point. After seeing those photos and having you remember the details of that phone call, I just do not even like my house anymore. I just…" I shudder from the chill I feel down my spine, as Bella cuts me off.
"Edward, I am safe. You are safe. Together, we are safe. I am not happy at all with my house, or yours either at this point. I am considering having mine torn down and rebuilding on the other side of the property. I am not sure what I want to do yet with my house. I do not think I could live there again, not right now."
"So, where does this leave us, my love?" I ask her.
"We both need to be in different places, and neither of us wants to be apart. I am guessing that we will have to rent a house for now, and decide later what to do. Do you want to rent a house together?" Bella asks me.
"I think that we should decide to live together, but I need to know one thing. Will you still want to live with me after Mike is caught?"
"Yes, Edward, I am sure of my love for you. I have never been happier, or felt so whole and complete in my life as I feel with you. So, to answer your question, I want to be with you, live with you, and love with you."
Again our discussion becomes more about our sharing kisses and caresses. Both panting, we again separate and continue to go through the list.
"End all word?" Bella says in a questioning voice.
"I see no reason to have an end all word. If we choose to stop practicing in the lifestyle, it will be a joint decision. I also believe that we have way too much invested, to walk away from each other with a simple use of a word. We also will have the advice and knowledge of Master Peter to fall back on for advice on issues. So, I vote no," I say.
"I agree, lifestyle issues could arise, and those we will seek Master Peter's help with. I do not want an out for us. You're it for me," she says.
"Okay, now we are supposed to go over the rules that I submitted to him, and make any corrections or additions that we see fit. He also added a few things that he suggests would be good for us. Do you want to read them together or do you want me to read them out loud?" Bella asks.
"Let's just read them together," I say scooting closer and start to read the rules.
We sit here going over and talking about the rules. We add a few, and reword a couple. All in all, I am feeling more confident of the relationship and the D/s lifestyle that Bella and I share together. Looking at the clock, I see it is almost one in the morning.
"Sweetheart, I love you so much, but I think we should get some rest. It is after midnight already," I say.
"Yes, I am tired. It has been a long day, and we have a lot to look forward to, tomorrow. Would you be interested in a scene with me tomorrow?"
"Yes, my love. Yes," I say with my mouth against her neck, and arms around her waist.
"Make love to me," Bella says.
"Baby, I want to love you tonight. I want to show you just how much you mean to me. Will you let me love you, the way that I want to love you?"
"Yes, Edward. Love me," she says, with her mouth against my chest.
Making our way to the bed, I slowly undress her, covering her body in kisses and licks as I do. Starting at her mouth, and working my way down, I am taking my time to show her my love. I am devoting all my time to all of her body. I have removed all her clothes, and I pick her up and sit her on the bed. Pushing her back, I start at her feet. I am kissing each freckle, licking each scar, and touching every square inch of her skin. Where my mouth leaves dampness, the gooseflesh trails across her skin. My attention to her body causes her to be hyper sensitive to my ongoing touch. Her body is vibrating in anticipation of my next touch.
Reaching her center, I can see her desire glistening on her skin.
"Oh baby, your scent drives my desire. May I please taste you?" I ask.
"Edward, yes please…I want your mouth," she gasps out.
Without any further invitation, I move her lovely long legs apart. Touching her, and holding her open causes her swollen clit to stand out prominently. I gently apply light kisses and small licks across her skin. Licking and sucking in the flesh of her lips, as I tease her. Using one finger, I trace the slick skin of her opening. I dip my finger deeply into her wetness, and drag it to her nub. Circling her nub, I pinch it hard as she screams out in her first orgasm. With my left hand, I work two of my fingers into her heat, as I suck her clit into my mouth. Biting down on her clit lightly, I flick my tongue across the pinched flesh. I rotate between bites and flicks, or sucking, as I continue to thrust my two fingers into her tightness. I send her crashing into her second orgasm, and gently continue to touch and taste her as she rides out the climax.
I move up her body, continuing to taste, kiss, and touch her skin. I stop and pay homage to her wonderful full breasts, sending her body into yet another orgasm. I move my attention to her neck and finally back to her mouth. I kiss her deeply and share with her the sweet taste of her nectar.
I am so hard, my pants are uncomfortable. I stand, remove my shirt, and unzip my restrictive jeans. Moving my jeans and boxers down my legs, my hard cock stands proud. I can see the excitement in her eyes. It seems as if every time is like the first time all over again with her. I will never tire of this desire that I have to please this woman. I love her so much.
I move back to the bed and kiss her. Bella's hands are all over my skin, touching me, and teasing me.
"Baby, tonight is about you," I say.
I lower my mouth back to her neck, and with light love bites and long licks across her skin, I feel the humming connection between us. There is a part of me that knows no matter what happens in our BDSM relationship, this part will stay hot and true. After making her body tremble with her desire, I move my body over hers. I sit back on my heels and look over her body. I can see the trembling of need coursing through her body. Hooking my arms under her knees, I lift her lower body off the bed. With my hard cock pointing its way home, I lean into her. The feel of my hard heat sliding into her tight wetness, causes us both to moan out in pleasure.
"Eddd…warrrrd," Bella moans out, as I pull back.
As I thrust deeply back into her, I moan out, "Bell…la."
The movements of my hips deeply moving into the tight heated core of my love are slow, but powerful. I push her over the edge, and the feel of her walls around my cock make it difficult to not fall over with her. As she rides out her newest orgasm, I release her right leg and move her left leg to my shoulder.
"Baby, I have loved you with my hands, mouth, and cock, now I am going to fuck you silly. Are you ready for me, my love?"
"Yeeesssss," she moans out.
I thrust deeply into her, rotating my hips enough to cause her to scream out in with each deep thrust. The pleasure is almost too much, but I know that I need her to fall first. I pinch her right nipple and bite her neck. I am so close, so I start going faster and I can hear the sounds of slapping skin mixing with her cries of desire. Just as I start to feel the climax arise from my groin, Bella screams out in her own ecstasy. As we ride out our joint climaxes, I whisper words of love into her ear.
Releasing her legs and rolling to my side, I pull her body with me. Holding her closely, I kiss the flushed skin of her neck.
"Baby, you make me complete," I say.
"We are both only complete together," she replies.
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A/N: Sending out a special thanks and lots of praise to my wonderful Beta, Cullen Confection. Thanks out also to two of my favorite authors, who also pre-read for me: Jess2002, and butterflybetty, you two ladies rock and roll.
Thanks to all the loyal readers and reviewers out there, as always if you review you will get a teaser from the next chapter... As always teasers are subject to change. Let me know what you think…Peace…TAT~