Chapter 6: Meeting Master J

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Sleep did not come easy…even after rubbing one, no two out in the shower before bed. Kissing Bella was instinctual and, if I admit, fucking spectacular. I don't know why I did it; I don't even know what resonated with me about that slap to my face. Something obviously snapped and it was different from my usual reaction. Trust me, I'm an ass. Getting slapped by a girl I'm fucking or hoping to fuck is like a "call me" signal. It doesn't deter me and makes me…well, hot. It's like fucking foreplay, really.

With Bella, I was angry. Really goddamn angry and I wanted her to know it. Usually, my anger transforms into fist into face, if there is blood and something broken it makes my day so much better. I don't know what happened last night, she was yelling and then the smack and I just reacted. Well, reacted where my lips fell onto hers and tongues were inserted, but still reacted.

I looked down at the sheet tenting around my body. "Christ, buddy you're going to wear out your shelf life….lay down already!" Yes, I talk to my dick. It's totally normal…I think.

I can't help replaying that kiss in my mind. The feel of those pouty lips surrendering, the timid feel of her tongue against mine and those wicked little whimpers she made…..I look down again and we're definitely pitching.

"Christ Almighty!" I snarl ripping back the sheet and pulling open the bedside table. What?! I told you I put things away damnit…lube is things! I squirted a generous dollop into my palm coating my weeping erection.

Fuck that feels really nice. Would feel even better if Bella's pouty lips were surrounding…."

"Oh fuccccckkkkk" I sigh, swiping my thumb and forefinger up over the head currently weeping against my stomach.

My mind flashes with totally inappropriate images, but hey this is my masturbation fantasy and no one will know. I see Bella kneeling, me balls deep in her throat. My head buried between her thighs, screaming at the top of her lungs as she releases. My hand picks up the pace, knowing this is going to be short and sweet.

My mind flashes to her bent over the hood of my Camaro, that 'come fuck me' look in her eye and that feeling of having my hands on the hood and slamming home. Setting a punishing rhythm and owning it….plain and simple.

"Fuck…yesss…..beg me, c'mon beg me" I whimper…..fuck that, I speak not whimper as my hand speeds up and I faintly hear a bell in my head.

Bella's voice calls from the doorway. "I'm begging you to put that away and greet Jasper at the door."

I startle slightly, wincing as I grip him a little too tightly for my own comfort. I can't help that snarky half-grin from forming as I watch her in the doorway, eyes flitting from my face to my hand.

"God, if you ask me if I like what I see I will shoot you between the eyes! Get dressed, perv, the Master awaits." She smirks as she turns and heads down the stairs.

I watch in horror and amazement as HE deflates in my hand. WHAT?! This never happens, well except that one time…but that was all Jose's fault. We're like a well-oiled machine, always ready. I look down at my once-impressive erection with disgust.

"God, I really hate that girl!"

I stumble down the stairs buttoning up my jeans and tugging my t-shirt out of the way. I pull up short as I see a man and woman in the living room. He's standing proud and confident, chest puffed out like a peacock, while the little dark haired girl is several steps behind him with her head down meekly.

"Um….hello" I say, unsure.

"Hello, Edward, I assume. I'm Master Jasper and this," I swear to God he sweeps his hand like The Price is Right girl. "Is my pet, Alice. Pleasure to meet you."

"Okay, Hi. I need coffee." I explain fumbling my way to the kitchen and thanking whatever God is listening that Bella has made coffee. I pour myself one hell of a steaming cup and savor the smell, sensing someone behind me.

I turn and find Bella, Jasper and a few steps behind, Alice have followed me. "When you're awake, Edward, I think we need to start your training." I get the instant image of Bella Lugosi as Dracula with his heavy sentences.

"Sure, I'm raring to go….lead the way, Count." Obviously, I'm not what you would call a morning person, especially given that I had my hard-on dissolve in my hand. Call me a little bit, shall we say, pissy?

The glares I receive from Jasper, Bella and even the little Pixie Dwarf are probably warranted, but damnit I'm having a bad day already and I can't be held responsible for my snarky behavior.

My eyes widen slightly as he leads us down to that steel door that wouldn't unlock. I watch in rapt curiosity as he produces a key and unlocks it. He pushes it wide and murmurs "Welcome to your playroom."

I follow Bella in and my breath catches. Everything is steel and lighted in green, broken in contrast by the thick wood of an X in the corner and the chains hanging precariously around the room from the ceiling. It feels as though I've walked into Tim Burton's wet dream.

"Not what you pictured, I'm guessing" Jasper says to no one in particular as Bella and I take in the space. Her hands trail over the paddles displayed on the wall, cringing at the canes also displayed. I randomly open drawers in the sturdy armoire to reveal toys of every shape, variant and color and some things I have no idea of, but still make my cock twitch.

"First order of business, Edward, what is a Dominant?" Jasper asks, running his fingers along Alice's cheek as her eyes close in seeming pleasure.

"Someone who is always in control, who controls the situation at hand who guides with a gentle hand when needed and an iron fist when necessary." I repeat the words on the paper I studied when I was tucked away in bed.

"Very good, but you forgot one very important clause, who cherishes his submissive and meets her needs while satisfying his own." Jasper says gripping Alice's short hair in his hand, pulling her head back while bestowing a kiss on her awaiting lips.

"Bella, what is a Submissive?" Jasper asks while never losing eye contact with Alice, even though she's on her knees and his hand is wrapped in her hair.

"Uh….someone that puts all trust and the safety of her well-being in the hands of her Master to meet not only her needs but his as well." Bella answers autonomic while never losing sight of Jasper and Alice.

"Permission to speak, Master." Alice asks, dark eyes pleading.

"Speak" he answers, tracing a finger down her face to trace her lips.

"Submission is a gift, to be appreciated and adored by her/his Master." Her eyes never leaving Jasper's gaze and it makes me a bit uncomfortable as I watch him kiss her deeply, holding her head in position. I look away, despite wanting to watch.

"Mmmm…so true, my pet" he murmurs to her and her body shakes as a finger ghosts down her side.

I watch Bella, seeing her mouth open with small panting breaths escaping, her eyes riveted to the couple in front of us and that tell-tale blush staining her cheeks. Oh my fucking God, she's turned on by this! I won't lie; I'm hard as fucking titanium. Still, it's amazing to see the prude breathless.

"So, Bella…Edward, you've completed your Limit lists….what's the verdict?" Jasper asks, his light eyes gleaming with mirth.

"Well, I can blind her, tie her and kiss her while masturbating in front of her and that's ok….everything else is out the window." I smirk, watching her heated gaze swing my way.

"Asshole!" She grits.

"Prude" I retort.

"Manwhore!" she spouts.

"ENOUGH!" Jasper yells, startling us both. "I can tell we have some work ahead of us to prepare you for what you will face in front of the Volturi.

He turns to me, shaggy blonde curls shaking in his wake and smiles wickedly. "Kiss her."

I stare for a moment and dislodge the lump in my throat and croak, "Pardon me?"

"Kiss her, goddamnit! Take control of her and kiss her until she's panting for more." He commands.

I take a deep breath, watching Bella's wide eyes and heaving chest staring at me, silently challenging me. I stalk forward gripping her hard and crash my lips against hers. Instantly, she stiffens and her hands push against my chest. I easily push them away grabbing her hips and molding her against me as my tongue delves deep inside the confines of her mouth, seeking….demanding she return it.

She struggles for a millisecond and then I feel her surrender, moaning into my mouth as I claim hers. I blindly walk backward, forcing her against a wall. My hand gripping underneath her thigh until she's lifting herself wrapping both across my hips and I can't help but grind the part of me that's desperate for a touch against her.

I pull her hair back forcing the long line of her neck to elongate and feasting on it like a starving man. I grip her harder, forcing her back against the wall as I raise and lower her against me, her whimpers driving me insane.

I feel the heat radiating between her legs and I push against it mercilessly. This woman, however infuriating and prudish, owns me….right here, right now. I swallow every crazy little sound she's making by pushing my tongue against her skin, swiping the flavor and fighting to keep it inside me.

"Fuck….Edward." She whispers and it goes straight to my already weeping cock. I don't care that we're here by force and not of our own volition. I don't care that two virtual strangers are watching this scene unfold. All I care about is her, right here….right now and the wicked dance her hips are doing against my cock. I take it…I own it….I master it.

"God…yessss!" She screams, breaking the silence of the room and I take that shit and run with it, kissing up her neck, biting her earlobe and trying hard to not cum in my pants. Then, I hear the soft chuckle and statement…

"Well, first lesson went well…."