…'Meyer' made the mold…but we are all here to break it…lol…
Chapter 33
SHE HADN'T contacted him at all yet since she left. She had promised not to disappear on him but, for fuck's sake, he was beginning to lose his mind.
Edward was at his apartment, sitting in the dark on his living room couch facing the large window and looking out at the dark night sky and New York's city lights. He had changed out of his day clothes and opted for his black sweats as usual and a white wife beater.
He glanced at his cell. He couldn't help it.
He had probably glanced at it a hundred times since she left.
He was trying to give her the time and space she'd asked for…to figure whatever she needed to figure out, out. But with each minute that passed he found it more and more difficult to not just pick up the damn fucking thing and call her.
Jackson took pity on him tonight and had ordered him out of the restaurant early. He couldn't concentrate on anything but Bella and he kept fucking up the drink orders at the bar.
Fuck, he missed her.
He wanted her with him.
His arms ached for it.
He remembered the night he had taken her at the window in front of where he sat now and his cock twitched. He loved being inside of her. He loved making her crazy for him, making her his. She was so fucking beautiful and sexy…she's turned him into a sexual demon.
His hands needed to be filled with her, squeezing and gripping her everywhere…her soft curves.
He groaned and shifted.
His cell phone vibrated.
He jolted into action, almost falling off the couch to get it in his hand. When he looked at the name on the screen it was like all the tension left his body.
Finally…Bella.
She'd sent a text.
*…skype anyone?...* ~B
*…baby, you better tell me now that your request was meant for me and me alone…* ~E
*…easy there cowboy…what's your handle?...* ~B
Edward's grin actually hurt, he was so happy right now.
Fucking whipped.
*…cullenator1975…* ~E
*…i am pointing at you and laughing right now…* ~B
*…oh reeeeally…what's yours then…give it up swan…* ~E
He waited for her reply. It took two minutes. He timed it.
*…ugh…fine…i clearly wasn't thinking properly when i asked to skype with you…and tanya created it btw…* ~B
*…i'm waiting (sing song voice)…* ~E
*…77bubblebuttbella77…* ~B
Laughter exploded out of him. She kept texting.
*…I DO NOT HAVE A BUBBLE BUTT…* ~B
*…TANYA ALWAYS SAID I WISHED I DID…* ~B
She's text yelling. Tears started coming now he was laughing so hard.
*…BECAUSE OF HERS…SAID I WAS JEALOUS OF HER BROWN GIRL BUTT…* ~B
*…baby stop…i am dying here…* ~E
*…i have a perfectly fine white girl butt (pouting)…* ~B
*…(twitching) oh I KNOW just how perfectly fine that white girl butt of yours is miss swan…now, skype me baby…i need to see you…* ~E
*… :) going now…* ~B
Edward stood up and went to his bedroom, grabbed his laptop from the small bag next to his desk and stretched out on his bed as he logged in to his Skype account. He waited patiently for her to add him into her contacts. He jotted down something quickly on the paper currently at its home on the nightstand next to where he slept, and grinned.
The next thing he knew he was staring at soft brown eyes, long dark hair and the most beautiful, if not somewhat peevish, smile in the world.
There's my girl.
"Hi, beautiful."
She blushed and smiled a little shyly. "Hi, back."
"Let me guess. You spoke with Mr. Henderson."
Her eyes blinked several times, quickly, processing his words. "Oh right, you, uh, saw him earlier didn't you?"
His eyes couldn't stop devouring her. "I did. Word is there's a new kid in town and she's ready to sweep the floor with the rest of us local NY losers. Or in the very least, throw drinks at the lot of us."
Bella snorted at that. "That is just so…wrong. How long did it take you to think that one up, huh?"
He smiled wide, "It just came to me, I am that awesome." He watched her smile widen as she leaned in closer to her screen, unknowingly giving him a fantastic view of her cleavage. He groaned. "Mmm. What are you wearing there, Miss Swan? Or rather, what aren't you wearing."
She scoffed and rolled her eyes, "You perv. Are we really going to do…that?" She glanced down at herself and picked at her top.
She really has no idea, does she?
He lowered his voice to a low grumble. "Baby, I think you know me better than that. You show me yours and I'll show you mine…" He watched her face as she gaped at him. He was pretty sure she shivered if just a little.
"Seriously, Edward…you really want me to tell you what I am wearing?" She bit at her lower lip and stared back at his devastatingly handsome face through her laptop screen. He literally made it hard to breathe.
Fuck, he's so beautiful.
He cleared his throat. "B, I think we both know I don't want to just hear about it…I want you to show me…please."
Another shiver.
"I need to see you, baby. Stand up and give me a little twirl."
"No way! That's not why I wanted to Skype, Edward Cullen."
He narrowed his eyes at her, holding up one finger as a signal for her to wait. Then he turned around and wrote on that piece of paper by his bed again and turned back when he was finish, smirking down at it. Glancing back at the screen, he caught Bella practically molesting him with her eyes. They were all over him, too.
Looks like someone was missing him…in all sorts of ways.
He continued, "Well, I've got something to show you, sweetheart." He held up the piece of paper for her to see. "Can you tell me what it says at the top of this page?"
Bella squinted at her screen and slowly read the words out loud to him. "A…List…for…my…Naughty…Girl…" Absorbing those words slowly, Bella's mouth fell open is disbelief as she took in his face. He was serious.
"You were serious."
"As a heart attack."
"How old are you again?"
"Age has nothing to do with it."
"This is ridiculous."
"Ridiculous is as ridiculous does. And, let me just say this. If age does have something to do with it, then I would add that the punishment for each indiscretion will be very…very…age appropriate…"
Okay…that's not fair.
Her head was instantly flooded with Edward's hand spanking her ass in his living room. Her nipples peaked, tight and hard, her thighs squeezed together.
"What's the matter, sweetheart? Did I make you uncomfortable?" He just grinned at her through his screen, knowing exactly what his effect on her had been despite his juvenile shenanigans. The list existed…for fun…and it wasn't going to go away, either.
She blinked and tried to recover. "Edward, you can't just…do that…um…kind of stuff…whenever…" She shifted in her desk chair and swallowed thickly. "That's…um…that is…STOP IT!"
Bingo.
He made her crazy for him…just like he had been crazy for her these last few days without her. He loved it.
He loved her.
He held his hands up in surrender, chuckling at her discomposure. "Okay, okay. I will stop." He dropped the paper beside his hip on the bed and leaned back against his pillows with his laptop resting on his thighs. "Lay it on me, Swan. What's going on."
Bella, still reeling with images of an aggressive, bossy Edward, breathed in deeply and let it out slow, calming her hormones down just a tad. "Okay, okay. Um, I wanted to tell you that Gallery Nine has offered to contract with me for the foreseeable future," she paused and shook her head, still in disbelief, "and that every one of my pieces sold, and, um, oh yeah! They will also continue to work with Stew-G for flyers and stuff. Not just for my stuff, either."
He grinned and his heart felt full of pride for her. "That's fantastic news, B!"
"I know…I can't believe it. After everything that happened… or because of it…I don't really…" she stammered.
He frowned a little and interrupted, his voice low and serious, "Stop right there, Bella. It has nothing to do with anything that happened at the opening…and everything to do with you. Your talent and your passion." He leaned forward and looked straight into her eyes. "You deserve every bit of it, too. All the good stuff."
She just stared back at him.
Once again, he amazed her with his words. His open and honest effort to show her his truths. How he saw her. She could see it in his eyes.
"You know…" her voice lowered to a whisper, "I've missed you…a lot."
He stared back, "I've missed you…a lot…too."
"Maybe on Saturday, when I am up there again, we can spend a few hours together before the second opening."
He swallowed, feeling a little guilty for his part in his next words. "Babe, I'm actually not going to be in New York at all this coming weekend. I have a business thing happening that I didn't see happening this soon." He saw the hope drop from her face. Fuck. "I actually fly out Friday night after the rush hour. I'm really sorry, baby."
"Oh, okay…no, you've got a thing…your stuff is important too…" She tried not to sound so disappointed.
He didn't think this part was going to be this hard.
He had fucking plans.
His hand raked through his hair as he spoke, "B, look…I, uh-"
She interrupted, not knowing what he was going to say but needing to get her words out, "Edward…I, uh…want you to know that I've, uh…had time to figure…a few things out…" she smiled, remembering Rosey's words to her this afternoon, "and I, um, cleared away a few cobwebs."
He gave the smallest of smiles at that, and said quietly, "Fucking cobwebs…they get you every time…" Fuck, he wanted to reach through that screen and move her hair back behind her ear. And kiss her…soft and tender.
"Just know that it took the eyes of an innocent 9 year old girl to see, easily I might add…well, she saw which ones needed clearing the most."
Jesus, now his chest was about to burst. From what he didn't really know…but fuck if it didn't feel good and hurt at the same goddam time. "You telling me that you have been talking with your girls about me, B?" Crooked smile.
Oh my god…he's is dangerous…adorable.
She smiled secretly…her voice a little shy with her next words. "Maybe," she teased and let her eyes roam over his features again. "I, uh…kind of wish I was…sitting on your lap right now." She shifted on her seat.
Fuck…
Edward groaned. His cock twitched. His eyes turned so dark they looked almost black. "Bella. You have no idea how much I want you sitting on my lap right now. Fuck!" He moaned, his hand reaching down involuntarily to grip his aching cock, relieving some of the pressure.
Her eyes bugged out as she watched his arm move downward. "Edward!" Her voice was shaking, incredulous. "Did you just touch yourself?" She was irritated, all right. She jumped up from where she sat and stormed around her chair, arms gesturing wildly here and there.
Oh…
My girl is practically naked…
He couldn't take his eyes off of her as she prattled, fuming. He couldn't hear a word. He could only stare.
Skin.
"…and you just have to sit there, all…sexy and stupid…"
Curves.
"…how am I supposed to keep serious when you touch yourself…"
Ass cheeks.
"…hand of yours looks wrapped around your beautiful huge cock…"
Long legs and bouncing boobs.
Was she always this…bare? Granted, she was wearing a very tiny black tank that stopped well above her belly button, with a matching cotton thong…but fuck, Jesus, she could be wearing a utility suit and he'd get hard…
Wait…what?
Her words sunk in.
Grinning, Edward leaned back into his pillows and let his thumb graze his tip through his sweat pants. "Bella…"
"…should be illegal…"
"Bella…baby…" She was so fucking perfect for him.
"…and let's not forget the jaw-"
She suddenly stopped mid rant as his voice broke through. She took him in, the expression of utter and complete smug satisfaction plastered across his handsome fucking face.
Her eyes narrowed. "Oh, I see how it is." She leaned forward from where she stood to rest the flat of her forearms on either side of her laptop. It provided a great view for Edward. "You liked that, didn't you? Seeing me lose it like that because I can barely even look at you without all throbbing and leaking all over myself…"
Whoa…
The next thing Bella knew, her laptop screen was filled with Edward. But it wasn't of his face.
Her breath left her in a whoosh. She couldn't speak…just watched…his hand…rubbing…and sliding…down his now-exposed abs…and slipping just barely under the top band of his black sweats. Her vision blurred.
Fucking blurred!
"Oh…um…that's just…that's…wow…" she was almost talking to herself, "…ab porn…"
She tried to swallow as she watched his movements, hypnotized now.
His hand moved and suddenly she was staring at just his tip, peaking up and out from the top of his pants, swollen. Leaking.
She moaned and her eyes rolled back into her head. She whined, "Edward…" She licked her lips, staring again, and it was his turn to give a groan. "Don't get weirded out…um…but I have this overwhelming, strange urge…to lick…my computer screen…right where-"
He busted out laughing at her. He couldn't help it. No doubt about it. She was made for him. She was perfect. And, he would make sure she knew that every day forever.
She barely registered his laugh. Her eye just stayed glued to her screen as she watched him twitch and drooled over the sight of his abs clenching and rippling in front of her. She was so turned on she could hardly stand, so she tried to locate her chair blindly with her ass but was not finding any success...
Knock, knock, knock. "Mama? I need some water."
"Oh, shit!" Startled, Bella reach up quickly to slam her laptop closed, but lost her footing in the process and ended up flat on her ass on her bedroom floor. "Fuck!" She scrambled up to her knees and there was Edward's face, staring…no…cackling with laughter at her clumsiness…
She glared at him as she called over her shoulder to Rosey through her closed bedroom door, "Hold on baby. I need to get my robe."
" 'Kay."
"B…" more laughter, "you're still falling for me and I am not even there…" Cracking up now.
"You're dumb, Cullen. Gotta go now, bye." She reached to shut down Skype.
"BABY! Baby! Wait, please."
She stops and waits, trying to hide her emerging smile.
He's smiling at her with a softness in his eyes. "Baby, I just wanted tell you again that I am proud of you…and I wish I was there to kiss you and hold you…and that, um…" his eyes changed to devilry as he smirked out, "that I will be thinking about you after you sign out…while I'm jacking my cock in the shower to-"
"Oh my God! Edward! Bye!" She slammed her laptop closed.
She huffed. He's impossible.
.
.
She grinned. He's wonderful.
.
.
She gushed. He's mine.
a/n….i am feeling so much love right now it is ridonkulous…lol…big shout out to Little Miss Norty for that awesome rec she gave for my little story here *hugs*…and a big shout out to sarahsauruswrex *squeeze* for her most fabulous effort at pimping my characters over at TLS *crosses fingers and toes*…thank you thank you thank you…
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xxx jess