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 16: A Peaceful Return, To Where We Belong
EPOV
Thinking back over last night, and the things that have taken place so far today, it makes me smile. After making sweet passionate love to Bella last night, and again this morning, we spend the rest of the morning talking.
This morning the insurance guy calls Bella, she is going to be receiving a check for $437,953 for replacement of damaged items, and fixing of the structural damages. According to the estimates, there is over $60,000 in damages alone to the kitchen. Bella's Viper is considered as a total loss. Bella is overwhelmed with the damage, and she has not yet seen it in person. I mention to her that she has only seen photos, and she says she will never step foot in the house again.
Since Bella decides this morning that she is not going to go back to that house, it will be destroyed. She asks me after she decides, if I will help her by drawing up plans for a new home. We don't spend a lot of time discussing the new house, but she does say that she wants me to have some say in the design as well. If she asks me to live with her, I will agree in a flat second. I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with her. I know that she is still skittish, but I also know that she loves me. We agree to table the design for the day, and talk about it more later this week.
Bella sits down with Peter right after our talk about her house, and tells him of her decision to not move back there. Peter agrees with her, that it is best, for her own peace of mind. Peter takes two of his workers, and goes over to Bella's house, and packs up her entire playroom. All of her smaller stuff is currently being stored here, in the lower level playroom. All of the bigger things are in storage here, until Bella's new house is built. Peter's workers are packing the rest of Bella's belongings and moving them to storage as well.
We go over all the rules we have, and the ones we need to change. We agree that we need to have certain rules for our D/s relationship, which most other D/s participants do not use. Together we draft the new set of rules, and give them to Master Peter for his input. Master Peter says we will go over them all tomorrow, and I look forward to that.
Charlotte and I have had some wonderful conversations lately. She is again helping me with my mindset, plus helping me work through the stress of our current situation. I am grateful for her advice, and friendship. Peter has been a great friend. As Master Peter, he has been a huge asset to the relationship I share with Bella.
I am very excited that tonight; Bella and I will be having a scene. We have talked about the rules that Master Peter implemented. We agree to them completely. Bella did say that she would prefer if I use her personal preferences regarding kneeling, grooming and hygiene. I have maintained my grooming and hygiene, as I always have, but I know this means she wants to inspect me. We both talk to Master Peter about this after supper and he agrees, as long as we both agree. I am so excited that tonight Bella and I will be having a scene.
I am brought out of my thoughts by Bella getting up from beside me on the sofa.
"I think that we are going to head upstairs for the night. Peter, what time will you be back from the office tomorrow?" Bella asks.
"I only have to go in for a lunch meeting. I will be home by two," Peter replies.
"Okay, Master Peter, can we meet around four, to go over the rules?"
"Yes, that works well. Are you prepared for tonight?"
"Yes," Bella replies.
With a nod, Master Peter shows his agreement.
We all bid each other a goodnight, and Bella hugs Charlotte. We go upstairs and enter into our room, and Bella turns to me immediately.
"Do you agree to submit your entire being to me tonight?"
"Yes, Ma'am," I reply.
"Are you clear on the rules for tonight?"
"Yes, Ma'am," I reply.
"I stocked the room across the hall with the things you would need to use to be prepared. Be in the playroom in one hour. Be kneeling, and ready for a full inspection."
"Yes, Ma'am," I say as I move back out the door.
I move to the room across the hall and enter. I see a note on the foot of the bed. I move to the bed, and pick up the note.
My Toy~
Shower, cold water only. Make sure that you are
ready for inspection. There is a plug and lube in
the bathroom. You will meet me in the playroom,
kneeling. You will be wearing the plug, and
nothing else. There is a robe on the back of the
bathroom door for you to walk in, as well as a
pair of slippers. Don't be late. I would hate to
have to spend the entire scene punishing you.
Ma'am~
The anticipation is coursing through my veins. I quickly move into the bathroom, and strip. Placing my clothes in a neat pile to put into our hamper later, I turn on the cold water, and step into the shower. I scrub fast and wash my hair. I shaved this morning, so I get out of the shower. My teeth are chattering, from the cold water. I wrap up in the towel and dry my hair. Checking my body over in the full length mirror, I see no stray hairs. I brush my teeth and dry my hair. I have just over twenty minutes yet, so I grab the lube and plug. I lube up the plug liberally, and slowly work and insert the plug in my ass. The full feeling is almost overwhelming. It has been a while, but it is such a turn on.
Looking at the clock, I know I have just ten minutes left, so I head down to the playroom. I open the door and enter the room. The floors are a rich, shiny, mahogany. The furniture around the room is much like Ma'am had in her old playroom. There is a very large black metal and wood bed along the left wall. The entire right wall is all mirror covered. There is a large cross on the back wall. I see a whipping bench, and several other racks, tables, and cabinets. I know that she will be here soon, so I remove the robe and slippers.
Moving to the center of the room, I drop to my knees. Kneeling here, I am waiting; I can feel the rush of the thrill. I am giving my full submission to her, yet I have not felt this free in a long time. The hunger to serve her is deep inside me, I have been starving for this. Waiting is always hard, but knowing that tonight I will get back a part of her I have missed, makes it all worth the wait.
I hear her heels click across the hard wood floor. Her feet have not come into my vision, but my eyes are directed to the floor. Several minutes pass; I do not hear any more movements. I know she is close, I can feel her, I know she is near. Clearing my mind the best I can, I focus only on the sounds of my breathing.
"Hello, my toy, you listen very well," she says.
I do not respond. I know she is not looking for any type of verbal communication from me.
"Well, well, my toy has done a good job with his maintenance I see. I may have to reward my toy. Would you like me to give you a reward?"
I still do not answer, because she has not given me permission. Still kneeling here knees shoulder width apart, hands clasped and resting palms to the back of my head, looking at the floor, I remain quiet.
"I see that you have also remembered your place. Tell me, toy, with your words, would you like me to give you a reward?"
"As you wish, Ma'am," I reply.
"Hmm, as I wish. There are a lot of things that I wish for, toy."
She starts to move from in front of me, and I can feel her as she walks all the way around me. As she circles me like a buzzard circles its prey, I can feel the power she has. I can feel her confidence, and authority. I can feel the relief flush through my system, as I feel my body fully relax into submission. Without even one touch of her hand, she has given me the outlet I have needed to relax.
"Tonight, my toy, things will be different than what you are used to. You may not call me Mistress. Tonight you are my toy. Do you still wish to fully submit to me, and be my toy for the night?"
"Yes, Ma'am," I say again.
"Do you remember your safe words?"
"Yes, Ma'am," I say.
"What color are you, my toy?"
"Green, Ma'am."
"You may kiss my feet, toy."
I move my hands to the floor and start kissing her feet. I love her erotic footwear, and tonight they are fully encased in black leather. I kiss from her pointed toe, to the heel and back. Moving from foot to foot, I kiss them both equally.
"That is enough. Get back into your position." As I move back into position, she says, "good toy. Now, toy, raise your eyes, and see what I wore just to tease you with."
I already know that she is wearing a full leather shoe of some sort, and that it has a very high stiletto heel. Moving my eyes, I see that she is in fact wearing black leather boots. The boots go to her mid-thigh. Taking a gulp of nothing, I can feel the rush of desire coursing through my body. She is wearing nothing but a series of silver chains. She has small silver chains everywhere; they go from her shoulders, crisscrossing her breasts and abdomen, around each hip another chain follows her natural shape down between her legs. I have no idea what it is, but it looks like the most erotically designed clothing, without any coverage. I can feel the saliva pool in my mouth, and I quickly swallow.
"What is it, toy? Do you like my little outfit?"
Still staring at her nakedness, surrounded by silver chains, I nod.
"Oh, my toy, I will be having so much fun with you tonight. I hope you got plenty of rest, I may have you tied up for a while."
She lets out a provocative chuckle as she moves across the room. Seeing the back of the silver chained outfit, I see it is all held together by a large silver star in the back. The star sits on the flat of her back, just below where her bra strap would sit. The chains all connect to each point, holding the chains all flat and snug against her skin. I wonder how she got that on, without help. She moves to the storage chest, and opens the door. She removes a few things, but I cannot see what she has. After setting a few things out, I see she is walking back over to me.
"Are you being a nosy porker?" I do not answer, and she raises her voice. "I asked you a question, toy. Were you being a nosy little porker?"
"Yes, Ma'am," I say.
"I thought so. You do realize, my little toy, that I can feel your eyes on me. You will never get one over on me. You are normally such a good toy, did you need me to whip your ass?"
"If it pleases you, Ma'am," I say.
I am upset with myself, I do not want to fail her.
"Hands on the floor, head down."
I hurry and am now on my hands and knees.
"You will get five warm ups with the paddle, five with the crop, and five with the cane. Count them out," she orders.
I feel the leather paddle come down across my left ass cheek.
"One, Ma'am," I say.
The next crack from the paddle comes down across my right ass cheek.
"Two, Ma'am."
The third and fourth hits are on my upper thighs, and the fifth lands square across my whole ass, it also hits the base of the plug causing more pleasure than pain.
"Five, Ma'am," I say.
"What is your color, my toy?"
"Green, Ma'am, very green."
Next came the crop, and she evenly spreads out those strikes as well. I count them all out, thrilled that I finally have the Domme side of Bella back. I do not lose my focus throughout the completion of my punishment. But, I do relish in the euphoric freedom that her lashes give me.
"What is your color now, toy?"
"Green, Ma'am."
"You may thank me now for your punishment."
"Ma'am, thank you for helping this submissive remember his place. Your toy is grateful to have you as his Domme."
"Keep that ass in the air, my toy. I want to see that big plug you have in that tight ass."
I can feel her hands rub across the warmed flesh of my backside. There is no real pain. I may have gotten punished, but she is very good at yielding her hits. Every time her hands come near the base of the plug she thumps it, sending shock waves of pleasure through me.
"You like that, don't you, toy?" She asks in a seductive voice.
"Yes, Ma'am," I say, almost moaning it out.
"Oh, my toy, I have so much in store for you tonight. So much in store for you," she says. She thumps the base hard one more time, and I hear her start to walk away. "Crawl over here, toy, and lie down on this table. I want you to answer me if I ask a direct question."
I crawl across the floor, and climb up on the table. It appears to be an examination table, like you would find in a doctor's office.
"Arms up, above your head," she orders.
I lift my arms, and I feel her strap the leather cuffs to my wrist. These are the comfortable cuffs, they are fur lined and like four inches wide, and have a large D ring on them. With the cuffs on both wrists, I feel her tug on them. After pulling them tight, but not uncomfortable, I hear the sound of metal clipping to the D ring.
"Are your arms strained too much in this position?"
"No, Ma'am."
She runs her nails down both my arms, and across my chest. Stopping at my nipples, she pinches both of them at the same time. I have my eyes lowered, and I can see the way she is pinching and manipulating my skin. I can smell her arousal, between the way she is touching me, and her delicious scent, my cock is twitching and hard.
She moves down the table, and drags her nails down my right side, then my leg as she moves to the foot of the table. She places a leather cuff on my right ankle, and moves to my left. After she has both ankles in the cuffs, she clicks the hooks to the D rings, clamping my ankles to the table. The table only allows my feet to be shoulder width apart, but I am unable to move my arms or legs.
"I think you look so sexy all tied up like this. Look at how hard this big cock is. Look at me, toy. This cock is mine; it is here to serve me and my needs. Tell me, toy, who do your orgasms belong to?"
"You, Ma'am, ever since this submissive met you, they have belonged to you."
"My toy, you please me very much. I will be giving you some pleasure tonight too. First, I am going to have some fun playing with my toy. I have so missed you, my sexy little play thing."
I catch the moan before it can growl out of my mouth. I am watching her, as she moves around the table. She has the crop in her hand, and she keeps bringing it down on my skin and dragging the flap of leather across my skin. I am so turned on right now.
"What is this, my toy? You are leaking all over this fine body," she says. As she runs her finger across the head of my cock, swiping up the precum. "I just love your juices," she moans out as she licks her finger. "Would you like a taste?" She asks, trailing her finger across the head of my cock again.
Hearing her moan in pleasure as I lick and suck her finger, makes me twitch more.
"Does that taste good, my toy?"
With her finger still in my mouth, I nod my head.
"I have something that tastes much better than that, does my toy want a taste of that?"
Again I nod, with her finger still in my mouth.
"Soon I will let you have a taste of it. For now, I am going to play some more with my toy, I have missed this so much."
She walks back to the cabinet and sets down her crop. Picking up several things, she walks back to the table. I watch as she sets things down beside me.
"I am so glad that I have all of my wonderful toys here. I have especially missed this dildo," she says.
As she leans over me to show me the dildo, molded from my cock.
"When I furnish my new playroom, I am getting one of these tables, my toy. This table does lots of interesting things. I can make you go up," she says, showing me how high it goes. "It can go down," she states as I am lowered back down close to the floor. "It can tilt your head up, or head down."
She stops the table when I am tilted up.
"Is that pulling on your arms too much?"
"No, Ma'am," I say.
"What is your color, toy?"
"Green, Ma'am."
"Can you see me?" She asks me from the chair she is sitting in by my feet.
"Yes, Ma'am," I reply.
"Good, do not take your eyes off of me. I want you to watch me, while I fuck your big hard cock."
I tilt up enough that my erect cock is standing straight out, and bounces while she talks to me. I watch her as she trails the head of the dildo along her slit. With her right hand around the base of the cock, she pinches her left nipple with her left hand. Grasping her left breast, she pulls it to her mouth and sucks her own nipple into her mouth. Her right hand continues to run the mold of my cock, up and down her dripping sex. As her mouth releases her hard nipple, she moans out loudly. Planting both heels on the base of the chair and dropping her knees apart as far as she can, her back arches off the seat as she thrusts the dildo deep into her wet sex.
"Oh, my toy, your cock fills me so full. I am dripping all over your big cock," she moans out.
She continues thrusting the cock in and out, all while arching her back, and talking dirty.
"Hmm…mhmm…right…there…yes…that…is…ohh…sooooo…good…yeah…good spot…ohh..fuck…so hard. I'm going to cum…Ohh yeah…yeah…oh, fuck…oh…ahhh!"
As her body stops shaking. I can see the juices pooled by her ass on the leather chair. Moving her left hand from her breasts, she runs her fingers along her slit and greedily sucks them into her mouth. I almost moan out, and my dick is leaking again. I want her, I want to taste her.
"What is it, my toy? Do you want to taste some too?" She asks me, in a very seductive voice.
"Yes, Ma'am, please, Ma'am, may this toy taste your cum?"
"My toy, does ask me so nicely."
She is still sitting in the chair and the table starts moving back. I hear her heels on the floor before I see her beside me.
She holds the molded cock just out of reach of my mouth.
"You can taste me, all you want, my toy. You are going to have to work for it. I want you to lick and suck my cum, from this big cock. Do a good job, and I will let you lick the cum from my pussy. I will let you lick it off my ass too. You should get started, so it doesn't dry. If it dries, you won't get another chance. You are still tied down, so lean up and work for my cum."
I stretch my head forward as far as I can go and lick and suck the cock she is holding for me.
"Oh yeah, toy, suck my big hard cock. Lick up all those juices," she moans out. "Does that taste good, my toy?"
I nod my head as best as I can, still sucking her taste from the cock. She pulls the cock away and lowers the table. Once the table is barely off the floor, she straddles the width of the table above my head, facing my feet.
"Lick the cum from my ass cheeks," she orders.
She lowers herself so I only have to raise my head a little to reach. I lick her ass clean of all her juices and keep licking until she moves. Once her pussy is lined up with my mouth, she drops down and sits on my face. I immediately start licking all her juices, opening my mouth and thrusting my tongue into her drenched folds.
"Yes, my toy, lick my pussy clean."
She is sliding back and forth across my mouth, and every time my tongue moves the bar in her clit, she moans out.
"Yes, toy, lick me, while I fuck your face. You like having your nose buried in my ass, don't you?"
I moan out against her skin, showing her how much I like what she is doing. As she continues to ride my face, she grabs my hard cock. I feel the weight of her body change, as she leans forward. She is still rocking her hips, as she sucks my cock deep into her mouth. She buries her nose into my balls, with my cock down her throat. She pulls off my cock, causing a loud popping sound.
"My toy, your big cock tastes so good. I am going to suck your big cock, but you are not allowed to cum. Do not disappoint me, or I will have to please myself all night without you."
She moves her mouth back to my cock, sucking in deeply. I can feel her throat constrict as she swallows around my cock. Licking the head of my cock, and then using her teeth lightly dragging them across my skin is sending me closer to my release. She moans when my cock is deep in her throat, as I push her over the edge, licking her pussy. Cupping my balls in her right hand, she grabs my cock in her left and she sits up.
"Oh…my toy, your mouth feels so good."
Releasing her hold on my cock, she scratches her nails across my hips, and onto the flat of my abs. She leans forward and licks a trail from my neck to my belly button. She dips her tongue into my belly button, and then licks around it as she pulls back. Taking her nails, she scratches up my sides and onto my chest. As I lick and suck her clit that she lifts slightly off my face, she pinches both of my nipples.
"Yes, right there. Make me cum, now," she yells out.
I bite lightly on her clit and send her over the edge again, moving my mouth to her entrance; I suck up all the juices squirting out.
Once she moves off of me, I feel the table moving back up. When the table stops, she is by my feet. She reaches forward and unclips my ankle restraints, and removes the cuffs. Using some cream, she rubs my feet and legs down, and bends them at the knee. She continues to massage my legs in this position. Once she has completely rubbed both legs down, she moves to the head of the table. Unclipping my wrists, she removes the cuffs, then rubs down both arms. Directing me into a sitting position, she rubs down my shoulders and massages the lotion into my entire back.
"What is your color, my toy?"
"Very green, Ma'am," I say.
"Drink this bottle of water," she tells me, handing me a cool bottle of water.
I drink down the water; I do not realize just how thirsty I am. She takes the empty bottle, and sets it on the counter. As she is walking back to stand in front of me, I decide to thank her.
"Thank you, Ma'am," I say, with a smile.
"Stand up," she orders.
I stand and she turns her back to me.
"Remove the chains, the star bends in and slides apart."
I reach the metal star and taking one side in each hand, I pull it and bend the middle and slide it into two parts. Once I have unclasped the star, the chains all seem to slack. I watch her hands as she grabs the chains on her shoulders and pulls them forward. Once her arms are free, she steps out of the chains. All she is wearing now are the thigh high leather stiletto heel boots, she is so sexy. My cock is aching to be buried deep in her tight pussy. I want her so much. She is only a short space from me, and she bends at the waist, leaving her leather clad legs straight. With her ass perched high in front of me, with her pussy lining up almost perfectly with my hard cock, I have to bite my lip to stop myself from moaning out. I can see how wet she is again, her juices are pooling at the apex of her thighs. She picks up the chains from the floor and without standing, she looks back at me.
"Hmm…the cool air on my hot twat is making me drip, my toy. What should I do now?" She moans out to me.
My cock twitches, and I again bite my lip.
"Ma'am, whatever would please you," I say in a whisper, to help keep myself under control.
"Well, I could just back up a little, and push my hot, wet, tight pussy onto your big, thick, hard cock."
I bite my lip and curl my toes trying to keep my cool.
Slowly she stands back up, and puts the chain outfit on the table. Grabbing my cock, she pulls me.
"Follow me, my toy."
We move to the corner of the room, where I am facing the mirror.
"Stay right here, do not move."
I am standing feet shoulder width apart, and hard cock standing out, hands at my sides. I hear the suspension system overhead moving around, but I cannot see anything yet, even with the mirror in front of me. Soon I see the straps that are lowering, and I see her walk back over towards me.
"Do you know what this is, my toy?"
"No, Ma'am, I am not sure what that is, other than a suspension system of some sort."
"You are correct, it is a part of this suspension system, and this is a sex swing. It is easily adjustable for the height you need. This," she says holding up a black remote, "This controls the height."
She moves to stand in front of me, facing me, and moving against me. With her breasts resting on me, she rubs her body against mine. She licks across my chest and bites down hard on my left nipple. Resisting the urge to moan out, she moves her attention to my right nipple, and bites down on it. The pain and pleasure mix, and are coursing through my system. My cock is even harder, and is now throbbing for her attention.
I watch her as she backs away from me. She steps back far enough to step into the different loops and adjust them to where they belong. She has a web of straps behind her back, one under each knee, and one under each boot. She holds up the remote and presses the button and the straps start to rise in the air. As the straps rise, she adjusts the ones on her back. Once she is lifted off the floor, she is in the perfect position for standing sex. She adjusts the swing to the perfect height. God, she is sexy, and she looks so delicious spread out before me.
"Place this on the small table behind you, and hand me the other remote," she says.
She hands me the suspension controller, and I hand her the small remote. I set the suspension controller on the small metal table. I don't even notice it until she tells me it is there.
"Is there something on the table that has your interest, my toy?"
"No, Ma'am," I say.
"Good, because I think your attention is needed over here. Step over here between my legs. Move close, but do not yet touch me. See these leather strap handles right here and here?" She asks pointing to the handles, I have not yet noticed. They are conveniently positioned so in my hands, I can help direct the pull of her bottom.
"Slip your wrists into each strap and then wrap your fist around the strap. Now, my toy, you get to fuck this pussy," she says with a wink.
I move closer until the tip of my cock is lined up with her opening, and I quickly pull her forward onto my cock. She screams out once her ass is against my nuts.
"Don't tease me, my toy. Teasing is my job. Remember your orgasm belongs to me, and you cannot cum until I say so. What is your color?"
"Green, Ma'am," I grunt.
"Then fuck me hard, I want to hear our skin slapping together, and I want to feel your balls spanking my ass."
Using my grip on the straps, I push and pull her, meeting the thrusts of my cock as I pound in and out of her as hard as I can. I feel her clenching my cock inside of her, and I am drastically close to falling over the edge.
"Don't you cum yet, toy. Fuck me harder," she screams out.
I start thinking of anything I can, to ease the need to shoot my seed deep into her. In my head I am reciting the ABC's, and then repeating them backwards. I can feel her squirting her juices all over me, as she cries out in her fifth orgasm during this scene. Suddenly the plug that has kept me feeling so full, starts vibrating. The strength of the vibrations, make me almost skip a beat in the thrusts. I am hanging on the edge of my climax, and I am still pounding into her as hard as I can.
"Does…does that…feel good?"
"Ye…es, Maaa…am," I moan out.
I can feel her constricting around my cock again, and I am fighting to maintain my control of my climax. As she topples over into her sixth rippling waves of pleasure, she screams out for me to cum now, and the vibrations intensify. The thrusting, vibrations, and the need mix together, causing my orgasm to rip out of me. I thrust into her as I spurt out thick ribbons of cum deep into her. After riding out our mutual climaxes, I feel the vibrations stop. I wait for her to tell me what I should do next, and notice that she is fully relaxed and has her eyes closed.
"Ma'am," I say.
Getting no response, I let go of the straps, after extracting myself from her. I stroke her cheek and she leans her face into my hand and hums.
"Ma'am, are you okay?"
She nods her head slowly, and murmurs something. I lean closer to her, and she tells me to lower her. I get the remote and slowly lower her, but with my arm around her back. Supporting her in the air, I remove the straps from her body. After getting her free, I pick her up bridal style and carry her over to the bed. I lay her on the bed, and go get her a bottle of water.
"Ma'am, here is some water," I say, handing her the water.
While she is sipping her water, I am drinking a bottle of my own. She has gotten all her senses back, and she sits all the way up.
"What is your color?"
"Green, Ma'am," I say.
"This scene is over, thank you, Edward, for giving me your complete submission. Please sit down and let's talk."
I move next to her, and lean in and kiss her deeply and run my fingers along her jaw.
"Are you okay, my love?" I ask her.
"Yes, my love, I am okay. I have never had that happen before, but it was almost like I would suspect sub space is for you. I felt out of body almost, it was intense. It was so good. I need to know, are you okay? Do I need to rub you down, let's go soak in the tub and talk."
"Yes, baby, I am okay, great in fact. That was very intense, and I am completely fine. You gave me great aftercare before from the actions that were trying on my muscles. I am perfect, but I would love to sit in the tub and soak with you."
"Shall we," she asks.
She wraps her arm around me, as we both get up and head to the attached bathroom. After we both soak in the tub, and then shower, we clean the playroom. Now, we are both cuddling together in our bed, whispering words of love and devotion to each other. I have never felt as complete as I feel tonight. I know that I can have it all, soulmate, lover, best friend, and Domme, all wrapped up into one special woman, my Bella.
BPOV
I am so aggravated right now, I could spit tacks. We will not be able to start building the new house until spring. We got enough snow fall to cause a damper on any plans to start the new build. Neither Edward nor I want to return to our old homes. Edward has hired some people to go in and pack up all of his belongings. Peter has some of his hired guys go in and pack up and remove all of the stuff I own that is not destroyed. All my unbroken furniture and packed boxes are in storage here on the property, along with Edward's things.
Most of my clothing is destroyed, what is not is in my possession already. All of my things that belonged to my parent's, are here in the house with me. Charlotte, who loves to shop, has had a lot of fun the past few days, restocking my clothing and shoes.
Peter hires a property salvage company to come in and salvage anything they can from the house. Peter says they agree to buy all the unbroken windows, doors, wall safe, wood trim, and just about anything in the house that is not completely demolished. I am outright shocked when Peter gives me the check from the company totaling over $300,000 dollars.
Adding the insurance check to the salvage company check, I have about $120,000 more than I had originally paid for my home. I do, however, have a lot of things to replace, including my car. I cannot believe the photos of my car, it makes me very sad. The car is taken someplace by the insurance company, it is considered totaled. There is not a window or light on the car that is not busted. The seats are cut and tore apart. The gauges and electronics are smashed, and there are dents in every surface.
Edward and I sit down with Peter and we agree to the new rules. We are both happy with the new rules, and our relationship has thrived since our first night back in the playroom. I now collar Edward on Friday night at six, and he is my collared submissive until three on Saturday. I also collar him on Wednesdays from six at night, until Thursday morning at seven. Until we are both more comfortable in every aspect of our new relationship, we will not increase our BDSM time.
It is three days before Christmas, and other than going to Edward's parents for Sunday dinners, we have not been out of the house. Mike is still free, out there someplace. Detective Uley has been over a few times. There are no new developments regarding Mike, however, Jessica's cell phone is being bugged now. Jason calls and informs me that he not only closes her off financially, but he kicks her out of the house. Jason comes home and finds Mike in the house; Jessica has let him stay there. Jason calls the police, and Jessica tries to stop him. Jessica actually is arrested for interference of official acts; she hangs up the phone when Jason calls 911. Jessica tries to come home, after she is released on her own recognizance the next morning, but Jason has changed the locks.
I have no choice but to leave the house this morning. Peter and two of his guards are going with me. I have a few things that I have to pick up. I refuse to let everyone else do my shopping for me, all of the time. Christmas is a special time, and I need to be personally involved in the choices I make for gifts for others. This is the first year in decades where I have someone to buy for, other than just a friend. And this is truly the first actual time I am buying for a family Christmas celebration.
I find Edward in the den, working on the plans for our house. Yeah, we talked and decided that we want to live together. I am not ready for marriage, but I know I want to be with Edward forever. The construction on Edward's parent's house is complete, and it is truly beautiful. We are at their house, when I decide that I want us to live together. I walk up to him, put my arms around his waist, and ask him if he will design this same type of room on our new home. He turns and kisses me, dipping me back in his arms and says 'yes, a million times, yes.' I smile at the memory, as I watch him from the doorway.
"Are you going to stand there all day and check out your sexy man, or are you going to waltz over here and kiss him properly?"
"You are my sexy man," I purr, as I cross the room to where he is.
Sitting in his lap, I kiss him deeply, until he moans in my mouth. With our tongues battling for dominance, I know he will give in. I love this playful side of him that our relationship has brought forward.
"Are you leaving now, my love?" Edward asks me, with his mouth against my neck.
"Mmmhmmm," I moan.
"I love the sounds you make, baby. Promise me that you will be careful and alert while you are out?"
"I promise you, my love, I will be very careful."
"Look at what I have so far," he says, pointing to the designs.
The house is truly beautiful. There is so much detail, and seeing the build-up on the computer, really gives the design that extra touch. Seeing our new home in 3-D is really neat, and I am extremely happy with everything I see so far. Once the designs are completely finished, and the ground is ready to be dug into, the crews will start.
The basement will have an in ground pool, as well as an in ground hot tub. There will be a full gym in the basement and a racket ball court. The first floor will house a formal living room, family room, den, dining room, kitchen, pantry, laundry room, a large entryway, and a four seasons room that will run the length of the back of the house. The second floor will have the master bedroom and bathroom, a submissive bed room, bathroom and sitting room, and there will also be four guest bedrooms with attached baths. Off of the master bedroom, will be a door that leads to the room above the four seasons room on the first floor. That room will be the playroom, and attached bathroom. We are both very pleased with the design, but Edward says he needs to just 'tweak' the floor plans. The 'four seasons' room we are adding to the back of the house will be a game and party room. We will have a bar and pool table and things of that nature. Much like Carlisle and Esme's, the walls will be half glass and half wood. I am really excited to have them start building, now if only Mother Nature will cooperate.
I kiss Edward again, and he goes back to finalizing the designs.
"I will be back by five, I love you," I tell him.
"I love you too. Stay safe," he says.
I walk into the kitchen and see Peter is ready to go, and the two guards are there with him. We go over the places we are going, and we get into the vehicle. Leaving the garage and driving down the drive to the gate is further than I have been in days. I am glad to get out of the house; I have never been a homebody. I am, however, still scared and worried that Mike will make an appearance.
We make our first stop, with no issues at all. Driving to the second and third stops goes off without a hitch. It is when we leave the third place, that Embry tells Peter, we have someone following us. Embry has been trained in defensive driving, and Peter says he is one of the best. I am not overly worried, but I do remind them to call the police right away. Embry informs us that he waited to say something until after he already alerted the police.
We are coming close to our next destination, and Embry alerts us that the police are now in an unmarked car right behind our follower. Embry makes two quick turns and the big truck following us does too. Embry informs us to hold on, and he speeds down a side road, turns right and speeds down another alley, makes a sharp left and pulls over. Peter and I are watching behind us, and see the truck come barreling around the last turn. The driver sees us pulled over and instead of slowing down, guns it and smashes into the back of our vehicle.
The sound of crunching metal and breaking glass is overwhelming and the impact force causes Peter and me to bash our heads together. Peter tells me that I was hard headed the other day; I do not think he realizes how hard his head is. I am seeing stars, and I feel something warm and sticky drip down my cheek. I rub my hand across my cheek and see the blood. I hear the police siren, but cannot see very well, I am so rattled. I hear all kinds of commotion going on, but I am unable to focus. I want Edward, and maybe an ice pack. I hear more sirens, and I can hear Peter talking. I am glad he is okay. Leaning my head back, I close my eyes; the noises are too much. My head hurts.
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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~