A/N: From the desk of bnjwl:Hello peeps! So good to see you all here...sorry about not posting on Thursday, Kyla and I both tried to get logged into ffn and neither of us could. Then Friday night we discovered that half of my chapter was missing from the document, so it took a great search and rescue effort to get it here now. Better late than never, right?
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Chapter 9B
I was in heaven, Edward was here with me. He held me so close when we actually did get some sleep. There wasn't really much of that getting done though. I woke to him climbing into bed behind me, and almost as soon as his body touched mine, we were making love. He woke me up two more times during the night and made love to me again. I did whatever he told me to do; he controlled my body, and it felt oh so good. I equated his love by the actions of our physical lovemaking. I'm not sure if that was right or wrong, but I did. I didn't really care. I simply pressed my body a little closer to him and relished the feeling of him as he stirred next to me.
"Hey baby, what are you doing awake?" His sleep roughened voice turned me on beyond belief. I wasn't sure if Edward was ready, but I was certainly open to a round three … or wait, would this be four? Either way, I stretched and made sure my breasts slightly brushed across his chest. His hand was immediately there, holding my right breast and turning me towards him. His kiss was rough, but sweet at the same time. It showed his desperation and want for me. I returned every single emotion and reaction he gave. I felt the same as he did … desperate.
His body came to rest on top of me, and I relished the contact, it made him real. It made what we had real. Finally, after all of the years we had to wait, we were finally here. I opened my legs and waited for him to enter me. This would be a memory I would cherish for the rest of my life. All the while, I prayed this would not be the last time I had Edward in this way. I begged even. I knew if my mother had any say, it would never happen again ... ever. In fact, she would be happy if Edward Masen was wiped off the face of the earth so her control over my life could continue for as long as possible. I mean we all know it won't be forever, because a ballerina's life has a very short life span. So I can at least look forward to the end, whenever that might be.
I snapped back to the here and now as Edward spoke to me. "I love you, Princess. God, you feel so good." His face dropped down to kiss me, and I gladly allowed him in. "I love the way my hands look wrapped around you, baby girl. You make me feel so strong when I'm with you." He dropped another kiss on me. I understood this strength he spoke about, I felt the same way. I knew when he was there I had other options. I could stand up to my mom and make my own choices, not just follow along like a lamb to the slaughter. That is why she hated him so much. She knew he had the power to take me away from her and the life she wanted for me. "Don't over think this, Princess, just feel me, feel us, enjoy it."
I guess I was too in my head with the over thinking Edward spoke about. It almost made me laugh because typically Edward was the over thinker of our relationship, but I guess the tables can turn with just a simple thought. "I'm sorry, it's just so overwhelming sometimes. How, Edward? How are we going to make it out of this together?" I asked. I know I shouldn't have right now. I mean he was making love to me, and I questioned our longevity, but I had to know. I had to know this was something we would fight for, we would fight to stay together.
Edward rolled our bodies, and I now sat astride of him. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me as close as we could both physically get to each other. "Never let them make you doubt us, okay? I mean it, we," his hand waved across the small distance in between us, "Are all that matters. We'll find a way. I'll find a way to get you out of there and make you happy. I swear it with my life." His eyes held such intensity. It scared me if someone would ever get in his way and to what lengths he would go to keep his promise to me.
I pulled him back to me so our chests touched again and kissed him. I began to move over him, and his hands held my hips to help me move along. I cringed as he watched my hips and knew he was judging me for the weight I had lost. I knew he liked me with a little more weight on me, but I had to keep it off for my dance. I had to be the best and couldn't afford to allow a few extra pounds on me to hold me back. When my time to dance was done, I would do whatever Edward wanted, a few extra pounds … I would gladly give that to him. But for now, I had to play by the rules for just a while longer.
"That's it, baby, fuck you feel so damn good. Oh, yes, you feel that right?" I could only nod at him. I was too scared I would break down and embarrass myself. "Promise me you'll always be like this with me, Bella. Promise me." He took his hand and forced my eyes to meet his. I nodded. "No, Bella, say the words. Tell me, let me know you feel the same thing as I do." Tears began to leak from my eyes as I took in a large breath.
"I do, Edward. I always have. I love you and promise it will always be this way for us." I couldn't wait to wake up every morning next to him. I knew without a doubt he would protect me with everything he had. Edward's mouth attacked my neck and any free space of skin he could reach while I still moved over him. I knew after his words and declarations of love it wouldn't be long before he had me falling over the edge again. I threw my head back and allowed Edward's mouth access to more of my skin, and he didn't disappoint me at all. The slow warmth spread and became a raging fire. Normally I would have questioned the engulfing feelings, they would have scared the hell out of me. But not with Edward. He would never hurt me, so I simply allowed the sensation to weave it's way through my body and do whatever it wanted while it was there.
"Oh yeah, just like that Knight. Oh, damn, you're so good, I'm so close." I marveled. I knew neither of us had had lots of sex before, but this came natural to us. We fit, we worked and all the other clichés you read about. Well they wrote them about us, because this was perfection between us.
"Just let it happen, baby, fall apart for me. Let me see you do it one more time, please." The plea in his voice was my final push. I don't know if I cried out or not. In my mind I did. I can't remember shit that happened, but I know it felt incredible, magical and just like home. I wanted this again and again.
Edward's body began to jerk involuntarily, and I knew he tried his hardest not to crush me to him like he did the first time. I could see his hands grasp for anything within reach to hold onto instead of me. The slight bruises on my body disturbed him, but I saw them as a bonus I would get to keep for a few more days to remind me of what we shared. I wouldn't let him ruin my perfect night, no matter how much he thought he had already.
"Hold me, Edward. I want to feel how much you enjoy this … us … together … so hold me when you come so I'll know." That did it, because he grabbed my hips and shouted my name as he pulled me down onto his lap and held me still. I watched his face as he came. It softened his features, and I could see the truly beautiful soul hid behind his rough façade he showed to everyone each day. I loved him. I think I always had.
I kissed his face, and he pulled me back down to the bed to snuggle with him again. Soon we both fell asleep, still wrapped as close as we could get to each other.
Several days later I woke up, my body felt worked over. In fact it had been worked over, a lot. Edward had walked through that door exactly, I glanced over at the clock, 36 hours ago, and we had spent our entire time naked with each other.
Sometimes we were in the bed, and sometimes we were in the bath tub, but we were always naked.
In fact the only reason Edward was not naked right now was that I had a craving for some cinnamon buns, so he ran to Starbucks for us. Two coffees and a few cinnamon buns won't take that long, right?
I stretched and contemplated a shower. I decided to wait for Edward. Maybe he'd fuck me against the cool tiles again. That was an indescribable feeling, his hot body pressed against my back while my chest pressed against the dark slate tiles. Hot and cold, it all ran together and combined to make a cherry bomb inside of my stomach. The explosion that followed surprised both Edward and me. Who knew that would be one of my triggers?
I heard the phone ring in the front room, but I ignored it. No one except for Edward knew where I was and he had a key card to get back in, so there was no reason to call me. I would not let anything get in the way of our time together.
I touched my lips and ran my hand across my stomach. I contemplated how Edward saw me. I wondered if he saw me as beautiful or if he felt like my body could use some work? I knew he called me beautiful, but I had a hard time believing he actually meant it in its truest sense of the word or if it had merely became a pet name. I never felt like I deserved him. He was destined for greatness, and I was just a mere dancer.
Dancing would never change the world. In fact, if I never danced again, I would be forgotten. Not like Edward, he had written songs that inspired people. They made people move and feel good. I would never have that. My only hope was to keep him happy so he would feel encouraged to continue to write. That would be my contribution to society. I would make the man that made them happy, happy.
I heard the forceful knock on my door. I giggled to know that Edward was back, and in a matter of minutes, my naked body would be again pressed against his. I wrapped the sheet around my body on the small chance it was the maid or someone from the hotel staff. No need to give them a show. I heard another knock and emitted a full on laugh. He was so impatient.
I rushed towards the door, singing the whole way.
Said woman take it slow
It'll work itself out fine
All we need is just a little patience
Said sugar, make it slow
And we'll come together fine
All we need is just a little patience
Patience, patience, patience
Ooh, oh, yeah
I yanked open the door and imagined how Edward's face would show his surprise that I remembered one of his favorite songs. But instead I was met with the angry face of Renee Swan and her henchmen. She grabbed my arm and forced me back into the room. I heard the door slam, and I prayed Edward would be back soon. He would know what to do, because I had no clue. Renee was my kryptonite, my one weakness I couldn't fight against. I had no idea how I would get out of this without Edward's help.
"So this is how you pay back my years of love and devotion." I opened my mouth to speak, but Renee pushed me down on the couch. "You listen here, girl, I will not have this … this fool ruin your chances at greatness. You go and get your ass dressed right the fuck now!" Renee bellowed. I had never heard her this angry, especially at me. I stood but stumbled around. My mind was at war, part of me wanted to listen to her as I had my whole life and the other part wanted to tell her to get the hell out of here and leave me be.
"But … Edward …" I trailed off as I saw the anger deepen in her eyes.
"Edward is gone, Bella. Do you think a simple girl like you would ever hold his attention? He has millions of women who are willing to do whatever his perverted little mind wants to do to them." Renee reached a hand out and one of the henchmen handed her a packet of papers. She tossed them on the coffee table at me. They landed with precision to show off exactly what she wanted to showcase. It was Edward surrounded by several women, his pants were undone and his shirt was half pulled up. One girl kissed his neck and another's hand slid towards the waistline of the last obstacle between her and Edward's cock. His head was thrown back and his eyes closed. I knew that look. I had seen it several times over the last 36 hours. It was his look of pleasure. He was enjoying what they were doing to him.
I gasped and threw the pictures to the floor. Her look of satisfaction was all the fuel I needed. "You can go to hell. He loves me. He told me so, he would never do that to me." I hated the way my voice dropped in volume and assurance the more I spoke. He wouldn't do that to me, would he? I mean he had told me how much he hated the road and all the things that happened while he was out there. This had to be a hoax.
"Bella." Renee threw her head back and laughed 'til tears ran down her face. "Really, baby, did you think he cared about you?" I shrugged. I figured the less I said, the less fuel she would have for her fire. "He was your childhood friend, nothing more. You two are in two different places. Would you really want to put a damper on his career like that by being with him? I mean really, think how many of his fans would desert him if they knew you two together, it would ruin him. Those girls don't want him for his music, they want his dick. Grow up. Now, get yourself dressed so we can get the hell out of this flea bit place." She turned to talk to the two guys she had with her and effectively dismissed me to do as she said. She assumed I would simply do what she said, like I always had. Well, I would show her.
"Fuck off, Mother!" I shouted. I wrapped the sheet further up around me and held on. Just a few more minutes until Edward got here, and her charade would be over. She couldn't divide and conquer if we were together.
"Bella! That is no way to speak to me. Now go and get dressed." She turned to look at the taller man with her as she spoke again. "See what he's done to her? She is rude and low-class now." Her sigh spoke volumes.
"No, I'm not going." I stood my ground again. "I'm waiting for Edward."
"Edward? Well sweet thing, he's got what he wanted, and he's off to bigger and better. Did you think your pussy was made of gold and it would keep him happy? I told you, Bella, he has plenty of women ... supermodels, actresses, and singers ... that would understand him way better than you would. Let him go, and let's concentrate on your dance. It's all you have, don't you understand that?" Her voice rose and broke as she spoke. I could see the panic and defeat as it showed in her eyes. I felt so sorry for her.
"No, he's on his way to Starbucks for breakfast, that's all." I sounded smaller and smaller with each comment. This is exactly what I wanted to avoid. Why did I have to be so damn selfish and want cinnamon buns? If I had just ordered from the damn room service, he would still be here with me and this wouldn't happen.
"Bella, get real. How long has he been gone? What did he take with him? Did he leave any proof he would be back?" I looked around the room and realized he had taken every single thing he brought with him. He had left nothing in the room at all. I rushed through the door of the bedroom and could smell his body where it laid on the sheets for the last day and a half. It overwhelmed me, and I ached for him. Once again, I couldn't find a single item that said he would be back for me. Nothing.
I dropped to the floor and cried. Renee gathered me up in her arms and held me. "It's okay, baby. We'll get you out of here and back on that stage. He'll see how special you are when you dance. He won't be able to resist you, and you can relish the fact that you can tell him to kiss your ass." I nodded. I knew I would never tell Edward that, but it was easier to just follow along with Renee. I really had no one else. Edward had been gone too long for a simple Starbucks run, and I was out of time. I knew I would have to walk out of this room at the end of the weekend alone. The end just came much sooner than I expected, that's all.
I stood up and pushed Renee away. "That's it, sweetie, shake him off, and let's get going." I faked a smile and nodded again. When Renee left the room, I dressed and gathered the few things I had in my bag when I checked in.
Within a few minutes, I was out the door. I turned to look back and memorize all I could about it. This would be on my list of top five nights of my life. Well, actually two of my best nights.
The next few weeks I danced, worked out and cried myself to sleep. Renee tried to cheer me up by taking me shopping in Europe. Like fashion and handbags would change the hurt in my heart. I didn't hear from Edward after he walked out the door of our room, but it never stopped me from thinking about him.
I had no idea if what Renee said was the truth or not, but I knew it didn't change anything for me. I would love him for the rest of my life, regardless of how he felt.
E/N:Lyrics are from Guns N Roses. Hope you liked them! bnjwl has a new vamp fic she just started to post-Love, Death, Birth-she's worried cause it is her first time in the vamp world. Take a look at it and settle her mind for her, okay? See you all on Monday, April 23!
