Chapter 29: Hood Ornament

Edward's POV:

After a bit longer of wandering the Pier, we walk back to the car hand-in-hand. She questions me relentlessly about where we're going now, but I don't give in smirking as I keep her in the dark. A short drive later, I pull up to the Farmer's Market. She smiles as we climb out of the car.

"What?" I ask, thrilled as her tiny hand wraps around mine without any provocation.

"The Farmer's Market?" She asks as we weave through the different stalls featuring ripe tomatoes and corn on the cob.

"I love this place. I try to buy as much produce as I can here to support the locals and it's so damn good. Plus, you gotta love the samples." I chuckle as we're offered chunks of freshly grown tomatoes. Bella moans as she tastes the fresh red fruit.

"See what I mean." I smirk as I grab a reusable woven basket and place several of the tomatoes inside.

We wander about and Bella's like a kid in a candy store, easily filling our basket to overflowing with green beans, corn and asparagus spears. She lets out a little squeal and grabs another basket as we survey the fruit grabbing apples, pears and a cantaloupe. I watch her with amazement as she flits around quickly. I reach out to stop her and she nearly bounces on her toes with excitement.

I take a plump strawberry from the offered plate and smirk as I place the fruit at her lips. Her eyebrow arches delicately as she bites into it, eyes closing in bliss. Before I even register what I'm doing, I lean forward to swipe at the pearl of juice resting on her lower lip. I pull back slightly and my eyes search hers before we lean into each other simultaneously.

Our mouths move unhurriedly as I taste the sweetness on her tongue as mine slides into her mouth and her fingers slide across my chest. All the hustle and bustle around us fades in my ears as we kiss sweetly and right here, right now….it's perfect. As we break apart, several women surrounding us release an 'awww' much to our chagrin. I clear my throat as she twists a lock of hair around her finger as her cheeks flame with color.

"C'mon." I say as we walk toward the large building in front of us hearing Bella gasp as we step through the open green steel double doors. The scent hits you immediately as you step inside, the mixing of the delicate flora and the subtle earthiness of dirt. As far as you can see are flowers of every type and variety. Bella's eyes are sparkling as they sweep over the vast expanse.

"Go on….pick something pretty." I say as she squeals running forward to stick her nose into the fragrant stems breathing deeply and moaning at the scent. Her hands fly as she picks several stems holding them in her hand and taking a few only to place them back in their prospective places.

I laugh out loud whenever her pretty faces scrunches up as she sniffs a flower she obviously doesn't appreciate. I can't help it; she's just too fucking adorable. Before long, her hands are overflowing with a beautiful arrangement as I struggle to hold onto both of our baskets.

There is a brief disagreement between us at the register as she tries to pay for her flowers. We bicker back and forth until finally I plunk the baskets of fruits and vegetables on the counter and lean close to her ear, growling lowly.

"If you even suggest paying for those goddamn flowers again, your ass will be brilliant red because I'll spank it so hard you won't sit for a week! Do. You. Understand. Isabella?"

Her gaze swings to mine and immediately her head lowers and whispers, "Yes, Sir."

"Good." I say as I pull the credit card from my wallet and hand it to the wide-eyed cashier who looks back and forth between Bella and I but keeps her mouth shut thankfully.

I struggle to carry the brown paper bags brimming with produce as Bella stomps behind me on our way to the car. I smirk because she can't see me do it. I won and while I'd never admit it that fact makes me giddy….in a totally masculine way! What? I'm a guy, we're competitive, and we like to win. That isn't a bad thing, is it? Oh, shut up, it is not!

I sigh placing the bags in the backseat as Bella jerks open the car door and plops herself inside with a huff. Oh, so this is how we're going to play it? Okay, fine….game on, you little brat! I get inside the car and I bite the inside of my jaw to keep from laughing seeing her arms crossed over her chest and a frown/pout marring her face. Petulant much?

I look over to her and she won't meet my gaze and stares straight ahead. I sigh loudly and grip the steering wheel, preparing for the worst.

"Is there a problem, Bella?" I ask placating her behavior because honestly her little hissy fit is turning me on.

"I'm fine." She replies curtly, looking at her nails.

"Really? So you aren't pissed that I paid for our stuff? You aren't throwing a little girl fit, right?" I say with a smirk as I start the car and pull into traffic.

I can't hear the words muttered under her breath but I distinctly hear the words 'domineering asshole' paired with some colorful adjectives. I chuckle lowly as the silence falls as I drive. The radio is playing low and I don't care enough to turn it up and fill the void.

Her little impudent stunt has run its course with me as I pull into the garage and push the button to close the door. She pushes open the door to flee inside the house as my fingers wrap around her wrist before she can.

"Let me go." She seethes and I chuckle as I shake my head negatively.

"Oh no, little girl, you see I've had it up to here with your behavior." I say marking above my eyes. "This ends right now. I refuse to watch you sulk and stomp all night and basically be a pain in my ass." I say, knowing my words will ignite her. I'm right.

"Why you arrogant son-of-a-bitch! I'll act anyway I please and if it irritates you, more the better." She says with a confident smug grin.

The realization smacks me in the face. This is what I've been missing. Her fire. I can appreciate the things Jasper and Alice have taught us. I can appreciate anyone that finds pleasure in that lifestyle. I value facets of it, the absolute trust…the knowing your partner and meeting their every need….that I get. But, this is what drives me wild….her attitude, her fire, the gleam of defiance in her eyes. I will play this part to get those bastards, but truth be known, this is what gets me.

I grip her face in my hands halting the string of profanities falling from her lips as mine forcefully slashes against hers. My tongue wrapping around sucking hers into my mouth as she groans into it and hands fly over fabric, tearing it from flesh in a pulling and frantic motion.

In the blink of an eye, we're both gloriously naked and hands are flying over the landscape of revealed flesh, gripping hands and shuttered breaths. I'm not gentle as I press her down onto the warmed metal of the car hood. Her sighs assure me that she wants this as much as I do. A quick feel of wet slickness and I'm thrusting deep.

Her fingers claw against the painted metal trying to hold onto anything to anchor her and I'm unrelenting. My hips thrust hard over and over again as her walls grip me tightly enough that my eyes cross in pleasure. The grunts, groans and whispered encouragements of 'faster', 'oh god' and 'right there' ring out along with the unmistakable sound of flesh smacking against flesh.

There's nothing soft and romantic about it. It's pure unadulterated lust at its finest. It's banal fucking at its best. It feels so goddamn good. One vicious slam sends the cars alarm blaring and headlights flashing as Jake's raucous barks join the choir from inside the house. I don't care…I don't care that the harsh sound makes my eardrums rattle, but still doesn't drown Bella's throaty cries as she tightens around me making each thrust a fight to get deeper inside.

Her scream of release raising above the noise and my mouth mutters 'fuck, fuck, fuck' as I feel my balls tighten up into my body. I grunt with each movement of my hips as her wetness splashes onto the pristine metal of the car hood. My eyesight flares white as I cum, punctuating each thrust with a roar.

Boneless with the immense release, I slouch onto her splayed out on the hood. Her giggles interrupt my mindless numb as she holds up the windshield wiper blade in her hand as the car continues to scream its outrage.

"Ooops, I think I broke it." She says with a laugh as Jake's bark agrees.