Chapter 11: Violated….and not in the good way!
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I had a difficult time falling asleep, even though I was wrapped around Bella, spooning her to my body. What did that mean? No, she wasn't sorry that I spanked her? No, she wasn't sorry I lost control? I listened to her satisfied sigh as she snuggled deeper into me and all was quiet.
I couldn't believe where we were, a mere 24 hours into this undercover operation and this total stranger and I were naked wrapped around each other, skin on skin. Okay, given my penchant as a manwhore, it wasn't unusual for me to meet a woman and be naked in an hour of meeting her….what? I'm being honest damnit.
But this…sleeping together naked and we hadn't had sex. Yes, we'd participated in mutual self-gratification in front of each other but this still felt more intimate. I didn't do intimate….ever! Hell, my usual M.O. was wham, bam thank you ma'am….of course, I enjoyed myself….drive safe and then I collapsed into my own bed alone after stripping the sheets to get her perfume off of me. I know I am a downright bastard when it came to women. But, in my own defense, I never lied about it. I never made promises and the women knew exactly what I wanted when I took them home. They knew they wouldn't be staying and they knew that if anything became of our hook-up, it would be a booty-call.
I learned this behavior from the Master himself, my father, Edward Masen Sr. Before my mom died when I was 7, he was so irrevocably enraptured with her. He and my mom still acted like newlyweds after 12 years of marriage. I was constantly walking in on heated embraces and illicit kisses. They held hands everywhere they went and simply adored each other. My mother's breast cancer changed him. He stayed strong for her up even after her last breath; he was professing his love for her eternally.
It wasn't a lie. To this day, he still loved her….even though he was on wife #6. Wait, no…. #7. I forgot that he and Candy divorced last summer. Each wife younger and dumber than the previous one, oh yes, my father was the elite of the Hugh Hefner types. It was almost as if he would find the woman so far opposite on the spectrum from my mother and the next week they were married.
I saw what love did to my father. It crushed him and some two decades later, he was still just a shell of the man I saw when my mom was still here. I watched his life fall apart after she passed. He didn't know that I could hear those painful ragged sobs in the night, or that I saw him passed out in the chair beside their bed on more than one occasion. He tried, God help him, he tried to make the best of it. I never saw him break down after the funeral, he tried to fill the gap that mom left….he just couldn't.
His answer was to attract women that could never hold a candle to my mother, thus protecting him from ever being hurt like that again. I stopped trying to get to know them a long time ago. I knew they were on borrowed time and had no hopes of sticking around long enough to inherit the old man's self-made fortune. So, see there was method behind my madness when it came to women.
I squeezed Bella a little tighter to me. She was the type of woman I always avoided. She was the kind of woman that dreamed of my parent's relationship, of the white knight that made everything perfect. Women like her had high expectations and were the ones that trapped men into a love they could never recover from when it all fell apart. They were the ones that men like me craved.
She made small noises as she dreamed and my eyes fluttered, heavy with all the concern and worry of what we've been thrust into. My last thought was a prayer…praying to God that I could escape this faux-relationship unscathed.
I slowly became hazily aware of my surroundings as the morning light filtered through the shades. I stretched a hand out toward the left side of the bed and encountered cool sheets and a small indentation of where her body should have been. I took a moment to breathe in the subtle citrus and honey smell she'd left behind on the pillow and smirked as I heard her padding down the hallway back toward the bedroom.
I'll admit I was a bit curious to see how she reacted after last night's experiment, so I closed my eyes quickly and didn't even bother to fix the blankets over my nakedness, stretched out on my side with my bare ass toward the door. I waited and could almost feel her gaze roaming over my body. I shifted slightly in 'sleep', pulling one knee forward to flex my ass and waited.
I heard her hesitant steps forward and my mouth turned up into the slightest smile almost hearing her internal monologue. Should I touch him? Should I just wake him? Should I roll him over and ride him into oblivion?
Okay, maybe the last one was a stretch. I heard her hesitant steps toward the bed and I didn't move. I breathed in a silent breath…..and screamed like a girl when I felt the cold wetness between my ass cheeks. I continued to scream as I jumped up on the bed, putting as much space between my ass and the ass-taking bandit.
I looked down to see Jake, the great giant furball, sitting beside the bed cocking his head to the side trying to figure out why the hell I was standing on the bed butt-ass naked. "What the fuck!?" I yelled loudly.
Bella, obviously hearing the commotion, ran into the room in my t-shirt and gun drawn, waving it around like a mad women. "What?! Edward?! Jake?!"
"Calm the fuck down, woman! You're dog just violated me, sorry if that gets me a little upset!" I cursed and ran a hand through my hair.
"Wha-What?!" Bella stammered looking between me and Jake wildly.
"Your dog is an ass-licking homo, that's what!" I yelled, embarrassed to have to admit that a dog went where no one had gone before…ever!
"Edward, what the hell are you going on about? Christ, could you put some shorts on, watching your dick dance is making me dizzy!" She smirked, arching her eyebrows as she looked down.
It was only then that I remembered I was naked, hence the ass-licking butt bandit. I grabbed a pillow and held it over my crotch and pointed to the hulking fur-ball, who seemed content to lie down and lick his balls. Lucky bastard, if I could do that I'd never leave the house!
"Edward, care to share?" Bella asked, propping herself against the door frame and crossing her arms over her middle.
"Your dog, Bella, I was….erm, am naked and he…well, he put his nose…in my ass crack. Goddamnit that shit isn't right and it's fucking cold!" I argued, scowling even more as she erupted in belly-deep laughter.
"It's not funny, damnit, I was violated!" I said, exasperated, clutching the pillow toward my nakedness.
"Oh God, you should see your face. I swear, hold on, I have to get a picture." She scrabbled for her appointed cell phone as I ran into the bathroom and slammed the door, locking it for good measure.
I heard her disappearing laughter as she left the room, calling for Jake as she left. Damn dog…perverted, ass-licking canine. I started the shower, grumbling to myself about laughing incorrigible women and homosexual animals.
As I exited the bedroom, I could hear Bella in conversation with Jasper and Alice. I walked into the room and was met with Bella's smirking face. Smartass! I greeted Jasper and Alice and grabbed a cup of coffee, growling at Jake, who was sprawled on the kitchen floor next to his bowl.
I pour a bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch and smothered it with milk, sliding onto a barstool beside Alice and shovel it in. I look up, mid-bite, to see all of them watching me. "Wha?" I ask with a mouthful.
"So, Edward, Bella said you've made progress with your limit lists and with your assignment. Doggie style is your favorite, huh?" Jasper asked, his face a picture of mirth.
"Don't worry, Edward, Doggie makes me howl too." Alice said demurely, much to my shock. I swung to Bella, outraged.
"You told them?!" I admonished.
"What? They asked how things went last night and this morning. I couldn't lie. And besides, I think it's important for them to know you're carrying on an illicit affair with Jake." Bella smirked as all of them exploded in laughter at my expense.
Jake plodded over to lick my hand as if to say, "Dude, people just don't understand."
*snaps the whip just to hear it crack*
Edward: I don't understand why I have to do this, girls?
Irish: Because, they review more when you are naked and we have to keep them happy. Naked Edward + Happy Viewers = More reviews.
Edward: So basically, you're using me as a naked ploy to be an attention whore?
MamaDog: Yes, happy to see we're on the same page now, Eddie. Now, dance!
*Cue frustrated sigh, snapping whip and Edward's twig and berries jumping wildly*
*Giggling ensues*
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