Disclaimer 1: I suck big hairy monkey balls for leaving you hanging and taking such a long time to update - especially after being such a little cock tease in my last A/N.
Disclaimer 2: I was in a sour mood while writing this…wink, wink…hint, hint…nudge, nudge.
Disclaimer 3: Twilight is not mine. Obviously.
On with the show…
Chapter 9
BPOV
As soon as I said okay to dinner with Edward, he got a crazy look in his eyes. He jumped from his seat and grabbed my hand, pulling me to the restrooms located in the back of the coffee shop. I was confused, nervous and excited as hell to find out what he had planned.
We reached a door and he shoved me through before following me in. I heard the distinct click of a lock as I looked to see which restroom we were in. Apparently, it mattered to me whether we were in male or female and I was happy to see it was the female restroom.
During my assessment of our surroundings, something happened and before I could process what was going on I found myself in only my bra and panties. Seriously. How did he do that?
I looked up shocked at Edward, who was staring down at me with a look of pure lust. I felt like he was a predator who had cornered his prey. And fuck if I wasn't excited about the prospect of him eating me. wink wink
I threw myself at him and crushed my lips to his. He responded in an instant and our lips moved together in a dance of passion and lust, mixed with an urgent need to be as close as possible. I reached my hand up and grasped his hair in my fist to pull him closer to me. He responded by roughly grabbing my waist in both of his hands and pressing me to him.
I could feel his arousal on my lower stomach, which caused me to moan against his lips.
"You feel what you fucking do to me, Bella?" His rough whisper caused a stream of wetness to gush from me. "I get hard just thinking of you and your perfect little mouth around my dick." He began kissing my neck, biting lightly every now and then. "Being this close to you is making me harder than I have ever been."
Without warning, Edward pushed his hand into my panties and plunged a finger into my dripping wet core. I gasped at the sensation as he growled into my ear. "You are so fucking wet for me." He added another finger and thrust hard and fast into me. "Fuck! You are mine now!" He pulled back and looked me in the eyes to get his point across.
He could have told me that he was going to chain me up in his basement for eternity and I would have gladly allowed it at this moment in time. I nodded. "Yours." I had to hope my one-word answer was good enough for him because I was just proud of myself for being able to speak.
Edward pushed me until my back hit a counter, never stopping his ministrations. Without removing his fingers, his thumb moved to clit and began to work it's magic. He began by teasing me with very soft, quick flicks causing me to whimper and plead with him to help a sister out.
"What's wrong, Bella?" I wanted to slap him for even asking that question, but went with a moan instead.
"Stop fucking teasing me." I almost clapped for myself for my ability to put a complete sentence together, but was halted when Edward's thumb pressed on my clit at the same time a third finger was plunged into me.
"Shit. Fuck. Damn. Motherfucking hell!" I continued my babbling of my favorite curses as Edward leaned in and bit down on my neck causing my walls to clench around his fingers as I came with a vengeance. After one more "fuck" and a million panted breaths, I was able to regain composure and get back to the task at hand - fucking the shit out of Edward.
I began to work on unbuttoning Edward's pants as he removed his shirt. In one quick movement, I hooked my hands in the waistband of both his pants and boxers and pulled them down his pants. He stepped out of them and brought his hands to my back to unfasten my bra. I was still in my panties and as I went to slide them down my legs, Edward stopped me, grabbing them and ripping them from my body before I could protest.
I looked down and said hello to my friend, Big Eddie, and reached out to strike him as if I was shaking his hand in greeting. Edward threw his head back and groaned when my hand made contact and a I felt my wetness begin to run down my thighs. I began to lower myself overcome with the need to taste Edward again, but was stopped by him grabbing my wrists and pulling me to him.
"As much as I want your full lips wrapped around me, I need to be inside of you. I have dreamed of this moment since I first saw you." He leaned down to place a searing kiss on my lips that left me breathless before he turned me so my back was against his chest.
"I don't want to waste the fact that we have the mirror right here. I want you to watch me fucking you against this counter." He spoke in a rough whisper in my ear as he pushed me to lean over the counter. I watched him through the mirror as he slid his hand down my spine, resting it on my hip before pushing into me completely in one swift thrust.
I bit my lip as my eyes rolled to the back of my head. Edward stilled as we both reveled in the feeling of him finally inside of me. At that moment I decided I was going to tattoo 'property of Edward' all around my pussy. I knew there would be no one else that could make me feel this way or provide this much pleasure, so I might was well let him be the official owner of my vagina.
"Damn it Bella. If I new you were going to be this tight, I would have fucked you much much sooner." He immediately began slamming into me in longer hard thrusts. I couldn't help the moans coming from my mouth as I tried with all I had to stop myself from screaming his name.
"Fuck. Edward. Shit shit shit." I was at a complete loss for words as he began going faster. My eyes were closed as I relished the feeling of him filling me completely.
"Open you eyes." He commanded as I felt a little smack of his open palm on my bare ass. His hand then moved to my hair and gave me a hard pull to raise my head so I could watch him in the mirror. I gasped at the sight of him in complete ecstasy as he pounded into me over and over again.
"Bella." I became confused when I heard him say my name, but didn't see his lips moving. "Bella?" His was saying my name so softly that I wasn't sure if I was just imagining things. "Bella!?" He said my name a little louder this time, but still his lips didn't move. It was then I heard a snapping sound near my ear.
At that moment, Edward was no longer behind me and I was no longer bent over the counter of the women's restroom. I shook my head and looked around only to realize I was still sitting in the coffee shop with Edward, who was looking at me like I had gone completely crazy. I blushed at the realization that I just had a fantasy about Edward with him sitting right next to me.
"Huh?" Nice Bella. Go with a smart 'uh wha' next. I shook my head again to clear it of the last remnants of the fantasy along with the self-deprecating thoughts that threatened to run rampant.
"I was just asking if I can pick you up tonight or if it would be better for us to meet." I focused on Edward's face and tried to stop the images of him fucking me from behind from making an appearance. Oh right. He asked a question.
We should probably meet somewhere. Where are you staying while you are here in Seattle? I could meet you there." I forced my eyes to avoid looking directly at Edward and found a piece of tacky art to focus on. Oooh! That painting of an elephant in a hotair balloon is for sale!
"Oh I stay at Jasper's house while I am here. He's actually pretty close to Emmett's house, so meeting me there would be great." He gave me a crooked grin and I could tell he was trying to do whatever would make me the most comfortable.
I nodded.
"That works for me." Then I thought of something. "Um, does he know about this situation?" I looked in my lap ashamed that I even had to call whatever this is a situation. It would be so much easier to just go back to fantasizing about him rather than be worried that we need to hide even talking to each other.
But then again. Both of use obviously want this. Whatever this is. And really, I'm getting ahead of myself. We may go on the date and realize we hate talking to each other. We may have nothing I common other than our mutual lust for one another.
Oh shit. He's talking! Pay attention Bella!
"He was kind of suspicious about the looks he saw me giving you and the way I apparently looked like I was going to kill Jacob at the club that night. He gave me a lecture, but he said he could tell this was more than a little crush for me. He is supportive given the fact that you are legally an adult." He reached over and placed his hand on my knee and gave me a reassuring squeeze. "Plus, I think he has his sights on Alice, so it would be wrong for him to judge us, huh?" He winked at me and I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face.
We made plans for me to meet him at Jasper's that evening at 7 to go out to dinner and then play the rest of the evening by ear.
I was in dire need of a change of panties because that little fantasy of mine had left me dripping wet, so I rushed back to Emmett's house.
When I got back to Emmett's, I found him and Rose dry humping on one of the sofas while Alice sat on the other watching 'What Not to Wear'. She was in the middle of a rant of how they should have hired her to do the show when she noticed my presence and jumped from the couch to confront me.
"Where have you been little missy?" She crossed her arms over her chest and tapped her foot.
"Oh, I just met up with a friend." I made a move to go upstairs to change, but she stopped me.
"And what is your friend's name?" The look on her face made it pretty obvious that she knew the answer and just wanted me to confirm it, but I wasn't going to give her that satisfaction. I am pretty sure she is a witch since she always knows everything, even before it happens.
"Oh, no one you know." I did my best version of nonchalant and tried again to move around her to head upstairs.
"Name. Now." Uh oh. Alice latched on to me and stopped me from any movement.
"Edward." I whispered to make sure she was the only one to heard me.
Understanding what I said, she grabbed my wrists and pulled me upstairs to make sure we had complete privacy.
"Spill!"
I began pacing the room as I recounted the entire meeting at the coffee shop, skipping over the magnificent fantasy I had. Once I finished, I stood in front of Alice waiting for her reaction to everything that transpired during that little meeting.
"So, let me get this straight. Jasper likes me." Alice looked up at me with a grin.
"Seriously, Al. You are such a fucking whore. I just laid out all that shit about me and my fucking teacher having a date and him wanting to be with me and you only heard that Jasper has a thing for you?" I threw my hands in the air irritated by Alice's insanity.
"Oh, yeah. Um. I'm happy for you. I hope things work out. Blah blah blah. Now, did Edward tell you anything else about how Jasper is head over heels in love with me?" Alice leaned forward from her position on the edge of the bed in anticipation of my answer. I rolled my eyes.
"For fucks sake!" I grabbed her and pushed her out of the room so I could take a nap before I would need to get ready for my date with Edward.
Needless to say, after my fantasy in the coffee shop, sleeping was not the way to go if I wanted to relax. I ended up waking up within 30 minutes drenched in sweat and hornier than a 15-year-old boy watching girls in bikinis jumping on a trampoline.
Realizing I needed to find something to help the time pass before the big date, I asked Alice and Rose to take me shopping. I figured I may as well get a new outfit for the night and some new lingerie just in case I would get a chance to act out one of my fantasies with Edward.
By the time we finished shopping and got back to Emmett's house, I only had an hour to get ready. I took a quick shower and began to dry my hair while Alice and Rose discussed what they thought would be the best look for make-up and hair.
They decided to keep things simple and kept the natural waves in my hair, only slightly tousling it to give it a sex hair look. The make-up was also simple, staying very light. It was very me and made sense because I want Edward to see the real me tonight. Not the flirty student trying to seduce him or the crazy party girl trying to drive all the guys wild. I wanted him to see the real Bella.
With only a few minutes before I needed to leave, I stepped into the dress we bought for me while shopping earlier in the day. It was a silk black dress with a form-fitting bust that flows out, ending mid-thigh with a white ruffle trim. The v-neckline featured a white bow detail threaded through before ending in a bow at the tip of the V.
I paired the dress with some black and white peep-toe heels and a white clutch. After doing a quick check in the mirror, I was confident that I was prepared for the date with Edward.
"Alright homies. I think it is time. Wish me luck!" I looked over to my two dearest friends and saw the support in their eyes.
"Everything will be perfect B." Rose gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Just think of this as two regular people going out and don't worry about anything else." Alice said as she gave me a huge hug. "It will all work out."
With that, I left the house and made my way to Jasper's place with the directions Edward had given me earlier.
When I got to Jasper's house at exactly 7 pm, I was confused by how dark the inside of the house looked. I knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer for a few minutes before getting worried. I began to think that maybe Edward realized what he was getting himself into and decided he didn't want to deal with the hassles of a date with one of his students. This, in turn, began to piss me off.
Knocking one more time, I thought about just leaving and never speaking to him again when the door opened and all previous thought flew from my brain.
"Hey." He greeted me slightly out of breath.
"Aw. Did I take your breath away?" I giggled and then began to take in his appearance, which caused me to giggle even more.
"What?" He looked down and realization dawned on him. He looked back up at me and grinned.
"So, do you always walk around with an apron on that says 'Mr Good Lookin is Cookin'?" He rolled his eyes at me as his grin widened.
"Only when I am cooking for a beautiful woman." He grabbed one of my hands and pulled me inside. I had completely forgotten that we were standing in the doorway to the house until that moment.
"So, I hope you don't mind. But I thought it might be a good idea to just eat here so we could have privacy. I kicked Jasper out and decided to cook for you. I hope you don't mind. If you don't think it is a good idea, then we can go out. I just thought that…" I had to cut off his rambling.
"It's fine Edward." I smiled in reassurance that I was perfectly comfortable with his plans. "Do you need any help?"
"No. In fact I was putting everything on the table just as you knocked on the door." He never loosened his grip from my hand and began to pull me to a different room. I found myself in a candlelit dining room seconds later.
Edward led me to one of the place settings and helped me into my chair.
"I'll be right back." Edward hurried out of the dining room to what I am guessing was the kitchen. I took the time to take in the table. Not only were there candles of various sizes placed around the table, there were also dozens of calla lillies in vases in a multitude of colors. I was impressed that he went with a flower that wasn't cliché, like roses and it made me smile that he put thought into tonight.
"I hope you like Italian." I was startled when Edward spoke as he came back to the table with two glasses of white wine.
"Love it. My name is Bella, afterall." I winked at him and he chuckled while taking his seat on the opposite side of the table.
We ate in silence for a few minutes, both obviously trying to figure out what we should talk about. Edward was the first to break the silence.
"Bella. I want to get to know more about you. I already know that I am attracted to you physically, but I have a strong desire to know everything there is to know about you." Edward stared intently at his wine as he spoke.
"I'm an open book, Edward. I'll tell you anything you want to know. But, I expect the same in return." My response got his attention and he looked into my eyes and smiled.
"Okay then. Favorite color."
"Green." I blushed. "Yours?"
"Brown." He blushed. "Favorite band."
And so it went through all of our favorites. We kept commentary aside and only answered the questions. We quickly went through every possible category of favorites while we finished our meal.
Once we finished eating, Edward suggested moving to the living room and continuing our questioning. On the way there, he grabbed the bottle of wine and we took our glasses over to the couch.
"What are you planning on doing when you graduate?" I looked at Edward shocked by the change in his questioning. I was also not sure how to answer.
"Well" I took a sip of my wine as I thought. "I have received numerous acceptance letters, but haven't decided where I plan on going."
"What are your options?" Edward leaned to show he was genuinely interested.
"Dartmouth, Northwestern, Stanford, Brown, NYU and UW." I shrugged. I hated explaining to people that I knew I could get into any school I wanted, but didn't really care where I went. "I'll probably just go to UW so I can live with Emmett."
"Bella. I think you should rethink that. You have been accepted into to some wonderful schools and you shouldn't throw those opportunities away." Edward seemed concerned by my lack of caring about college.
"I want to be a writer, Edward. It doesn't matter if I have a degree or not when it comes to getting my book published." I sighed, trying to think of a way to get the topic off of me going to college. It was just fucking annoying.
"Why did you become a teacher?" I cocked my head to the side when I saw Edward's brow furrow.
"I don't know. It's definitely not something I ever thought I would do." Edward rested against the back of the couch. "In truth, I was planning on going to med school, and was accepted, but was burned out on school and needed a break. Teaching seemed like and easy answer." Edward shrugged and I realized that both of us were at a point in our lives that we didn't know what we wanted to do next, but weren't ready to do anything about it.
"Bella. I think we needed to talk about this." He gestured between the two of us.
"Okay. What's there to talk about?" I narrowed my eyes at him.
"I mean. I'm your teacher. We shouldn't have done anything that we have up to this point." He looked at me intently. "But, I can't help it. I tried so hard to hate you in the beginning, but I am just so drawn to you." I bit my lip as I thought about what I wanted to say to him.
"Listen, Edward. It's not our fault that we have some strange connection. I am only your student for a few more months and then there will be no complications. I'll go to UW and we'll be close enough that we can be together with no worries." I watched as he thought about what I was saying.
"Okay. And we will just stick with a teacher/student relationship for now." Edward nodded as though he was answering himself.
"Yeah, I mean we are both responsible adults and can wait a few months to be with each other….I mean if you want to even be with me." Shit. I probably should have asked if that's even what he wants.
Edward leaned toward me and took my hands in his. "Of course I want to be with you. I thought I have made that pretty clear." I swooned when he grinned at me and saw a glint in his eyes.
"Yeah, I just didn't want to assume anything." I was starting to feel like the silly high school girl that I am and didn't know how to get out of the situation.
"You haven't assumed anything. But, I have a problem, though." Edward pulled me closer to him.
"And what might that be?" I was worried about what would happen next and held my breath.
"I'm not ready to be responsible." Before I could comprehend what he said, Edward pressed his lips to mine. I sat in shock for a second before responding to his kiss with all the passion I could muster up.
I laced my hands into his hair and pulled him closer to me. He moaned at the slight pull I gave to his hair and wrapped his hands around my waist to bring me closer to him. Without breaking our kiss, I positioned myself in his lap, straddling him. His hands, still around my waist, pulled me into him and I could feel that things were definitely looking up. Fuck yeah!
I rocked my hips into him and heard a hiss escape from his lips. I took that moment to pull away from his mouth and allow my lips to travel along his jaw and down his neck. His moans and tightened grip on my waist were all I needed to tell me to keep going, so I did.
I brought my hands up to the buttons of his shirt and began to unbutton it. I was going to just keep going until he told me to stop. Fingers crossed that I can get him to not say that annoying little word.
I quickly had his shirt open and raised my hands to his shoulders to guide the shirt off of him. While I did this, I lowered myself to trace my tongue along his collar bone. I pulled back slightly to get a good look at his beautifully toned chest and couldn't help the smile that came to my lips. Fuck yes!
In one quick movement, Edward grabbed the bottom of my dress, which had ridden up on my thighs greatly in the position I was currently in, and pulled it over my head.
"Fuck!" Edward threw my dress to the floor as he took in the fact that I wasn't wearing a bra and was now in only a black lace-up g-string from Wicked Weasel.
"Well, this isn't fair!" I pouted as I took in his appearance. "You have entirely too many clothes on." I jumped from his lap and began to help him remove his jeans. I wasn't in the mood to play around, so I grabbed onto the waistband of his boxers as he pulled his jeans off and they both soon joined my dress on the floor.
Edward grabbed onto me and threw me down on the couch before jumping on top of me and hovering over me. I reached my hand around his neck to pull his mouth to mine in a searing kiss that quickly dampened what little there was of my panties.
Edward reached his hand down and cupped my wet sex. I moaned into his mouth and felt his lips tighten into a smile.
"So wet." Before I knew what was happening, my g-string was ripped from my body and thrown across the room.
Edward's hand went to my slick folds and teased me by touching everywhere but my clit. I squirmed under his touch as I prayed he would stop torturing me and give me some relief. In answer to my prayers, I felt him slip one finger into me. I let out a half moan/half sigh as he pumped the lone finger in and out of me.
Without warning, two more fingers were added to my hot wet core and the thrusting increased.
"Let go Bella. Don't hold back. I want to feel your sweet cum all over my hand." I moaned in response as I let the pleasure of feeling his fingers in me take over.
"Cum for me Bella. Cum on my fingers." He thrust his fingers roughly into me and slightly curled his fingers at the same time that his thumb pressed on my clit. I trembled at the feeling of my walls clench around his fingers and saw stars as the greatest pleasure I have ever felt passed through my body.
Edward pulled his hand up to his mouth and began to lick my juices off, finger by finger. "Good girl. You taste exquisite."
Once I caught my breath, I tried to push at him so I could repay the favor, but he had other plans.
"Uh uh uh. I am in charge right now, Bella. I have other plans for you right now." I bit my lip, waiting to find out what would happen next. Luckily, I didn't have to wait long. He pulled me off of the couch with him and turned me around I was in front of him, with both of us facing the couch.
"Put your knees on the couch and lean against the back." He pushed me slightly as he told me what he wanted me to do. I complied.
Edward began stroking my ass as he placed feather light kisses down my spine. I squealed when he reached my right ass cheek and gave it a hard bite. Chuckling, Edward stood behind me and placed his hands on my hips.
"I love having your sweet ass of display in front of me." With a slap to my ass, Edward moved closer to me and rubbed his rock hard erection on my ass. "Is this what you want, my Bella?"
"Fuck yes." I wanted to give myself a pat on the back for saying to words in a row, but needed to stay focused on the task at hand - getting fucked by the hottest guy to walk the planet.
"What do you say?" Edward continued to taunt me.
"Please." I was losing my mind with longing for the feel on him inside me.
"Please what? You have to tell me." I received another slap to my ass and blurted out exactly what I wanted.
"I want you to fuck me until I can't walk straight." Wow. Just wow. I think he spanked my filter out of place.
"Your wish is my command." Edward's husky tone brought a new round of moisture to my core as he positioned himself at my entrance. "Last chance, Bella. Tell me no." The strain in his voice told me this was completely up to me and there was absolutely no way I was going to tell him to stop. Instead, I pushed back and impaled myself on him in one hard thrust.
"Fuck! Shit! Fucking shit." Edward's grip on my waist was so tight I knew I would have bruises later. He quickly got over the shock of what I did and began slow, deliberate movements in and out of my aching core.
"Faster Edward." I pleaded with him.
"You like it rough, my little slut?" I moaned and nodded in response when he began to thrust into my hard and fast. "Yeah, you're a dirty little girl, aren't you." Edward's reached his hands around to my chest and began to massage both breasts as he continued his assault on my pussy.
"Your cunt is so fucking tight." His hands began to pinch and pull at my nipples, causing a wonderful mixture of pain and pleasure. I knew I wouldn't last long at this rate.
"I'm so fucking close….Fuck….Shit…Edward…Unnnnnggg" And those were the last remotely coherent words I spoke. Edward moved one hand to my clit and began the same ministrations he was previously doing on my nipples.
"Milk my cock, my little slut." He growled at me. With one more pinch on my clit and a long hard thrust into me, I was sent flying over the edge. As my walls clenched around him, with two more thrusts, I felt him spill his hot seed into me.
Edward leaned over and placed a kiss between my shoulder blades as we worked on getting our breathing. I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to move, so I stayed where I was while waiting for him to regain his composure.
"That was fucking amazing." Edward whispered, finally straightening up and pulling out of me.
"Hmmm.." What? I wasn't able to speak real words yet.
After a few minutes, we were both able to function and I excused myself to get cleaned up in the bathroom. When I came out, Edward handed me one of his shirts and smiled at me.
"So, we'll start being responsible adults tomorrow." Edward said with a sheepish look on his face.
"Sounds good to me." I pulled his shirt over my head before realizing something. "So, does that mean we can be irresponsible again tonight?" Edward's mischievous grin was enough of an answer for me.
"Definitely. In fact. I think I remember that you don't want to be able to walk straight and it looks like you aren't having trouble with walking yet." Edward bent down and before I could protest, he threw me over his shoulder and ran to the guest room.
A/N: Am I forgiven?
Okay. I know that I said I would be jumping in time soon, but I have made adjustments to this story and will not be using my time machine just yet. There is just too much to get to.