So I got a review saying that the last chapter wasn't magical. I know. And it was supposed to be that way, just kind of a quick reunion, some quick sex, and an introduction to Maggie. It's kind of surreal for them since it's about three to four weeks, about a month, that they haven't seen each other.
And then there's the other thing. The stripper job. Edward doesn't pitch a fit because he knows Bella's doing it for a reason. And it won't be for long that she has to keep the job, only until she makes enough side money. Taking out that much of an amount would raise suspicions to her mother, which she definitely doesn't want.
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BPOV
I woke up tangled up in Edward, his body touching mine in the most provocative way. He was hard, it was the morning, and I thought I'd give him a wake up call he'd actually like.
I rolled him onto his back, him not stirring one bit. I stripped the sheets away from us, taking his cock in my hand and stroking it carefully, earning a groan from him. He was so hard now I could only want to feel him in me instead of just on my skin. I straddled him and guided him inside of me, first taking a few seconds to adjust to him and then moving in tiny circles, then slowly up and down, enjoying the fact that even in his sleep, sex with me felt good.
"Bella," he moaned. I moved faster, thriving on him, on all the feelings my body was feeling.
He gripped my hips, thrusting into me as I met his hips.
I threw my head back, trying to keep quiet. But when Edward's hands went up to my chest, teasing my nipples, it became all the more hard to keep control of my emotions when it just felt so fucking good.
"Look at me Bella," he demanded, and I couldn't but help to look into his eyes, his green, dark, hungry eyes. It felt like he was looking at my soul, like my naked body wasn't enough for him to take.
"Edward," I whimpered, wanting him to let go of me, let me come and fly into an orgasm so amazing I'd lose my breath.
He shut his eyes.
I lost it completely and came hard all over his cock. But I kept riding him, wanting to feel the warmth of his come spear through me like I'd felt so many times before. Enjoy the feeling of him still in me like I was his home. And then he came inside of me, gripping my hips tightly thrusting up into me.
I sighed in content sitting there on top of him with him still in me, breathing wildy. He pulled my arms and brought me down for a kiss. His tongue traced the line of my mouth, then asked for entrance, where I eagerly let him in. He kissed me hard and diligently, but with a passion I'd never felt before. and rolled next to him.
I relaxed next to Edward, trying to get my breath back. He hugged my middle.
"I like when you wake me up like that," he breathed in my ear.
"I'm glad." I hugged him back. And we stayed like that for a few second, just breathing and holding each other. I loved him so much he didn't even know. And it couldn't be conveyed in sex. It just couldn't. I just had to keep telling him that I loved him, or else he would just forget.
"What should we do now?" Edward asked, sitting up on the bed, and walking away from me. He pulled his boxers on and watched me.
"You know, you've never taken me on a date."
Edward smiled. "You're right. What kind of horrible boyfriend am I if I never take my gorgeous, amazing, sexy girlfriend whom I love on a date?" he said dramatically.
"You're such a dork, you know."
"Ah, see that's where my genius comes in. I asked you what you wanted to do today, not tonight darling," he said smartly. I stood up off the bed and pulled on Edward's t-shirt form last night.
"Okay, so did you have something planned?" I asked him. He grinned playfully.
"Well, wouldn't you like to know?"
And then he walked out of the room. I ran after him, jumping on his back. He caught me and then carried me downstairs where Maggie was sitting at the dining table in the kitchen.
"Good morning sugar plums," she said.
"Morning ," Edward and I said simultaneously. We smiled at each other.
"So as you can see I didn't prepare anything for breakfast, but I thought we could go out for brunch yes?" Maggie asked. I was okay with it; I loved Maggie. She was so eccentric and amazing. Not to mention her house is beautiful. She's just an amazing person overall.
"That sounds cool," I said. My stomach gurgled. Edward laughed.
"Come on Burger Queen," he said to me.
"Hey!" I squeaked back at him.
Maggie smiled inconspicuously, but I saw the smile. I saw it and it made me smile in return.
Edward and I got dressed after showering quickly, only being teasing and playful in the shower. I dresses in the same jeans I had the night before (they were my absolute favorite) and a purple t shirt from Volcom. While Edward was brushing his teeth in the bathroom, I placed the money for the plane ticket inside an envelope and stashed it between the matress. I knew he wouldn't take it back, but in case of anything, we had cash. Even though it wasn't likely that we were going to run away together . . .
. . . though that idea did have it's perks.
We left the house shortly after, staying in the elegant side of town, stopping in a little café to eat. It was nice there, very quiet and elegant, something I wasn't used to. Though my mother was very well off and this was totally her scene, it would never be mine. And I could sense that Edward felt the same way. But we both sucked it up, and humored Maggie.
The waitress took our orders, and Maggie wanted to know more about me.
"Well, I was born in Forks. And then my mother divorced my father shortly after, taking me to Arizona. But I got into some trouble a while ago, and apparently, I needed to go to an all girls' school for it to be handled." I shrugged like I didn't care, when it ate at me that I couldn't be a better girl for Edward.
"Sweetie," Maggie said. "That's not what I meant. I was asking about your goals and dreams, your whole-hearted desires."
I smiled. "Well, let's begin with my desire, not desires. Edward. Wow, wasn't that easy?" I said with a laugh.
Edward took my hand underneath my table and squeezed it gently. I smiled. "As for my goals, I plan to get out of that stupid girl's school as fast as I can, and then go to some college that will accept my suck ass grades, become something phenomenal, get married to someone worth my time, have a couple of whiny babies I know I'll love, and then live contentedly knowing I fucked up so many times, I finally got it right." I sighed and sat back in my seat, the waitress delivering our food.
I took a drink from my soda.
"That's amazing, Bella. What would you like to become?" Maggie said.
"Well, I'd like to work at a publishing company. I love books. Or become a book editor, or even be an editor at a magazine. Something great that I can put my name to. Not something so extravagant that I would get a Nobel Peace Prize or something, but something that satisfies me and whoever I loved. I'm tired of the drugs, I'm tired of the sex-well, not really the sex," I corrected. Maggie smiled knowingly and Edward just glanced at me, humor and love in his eyes. "But I don't want to have to be something so completely horrible that no one wants to associate with me. But what happens happens."
"Well, that's nice, dear Bella," Maggie said. "You're such a bright girl. Edward is very lucky that a girl like you pays attention to a boy like him." She smiled so bright it could have lit up the universe. "Now don't take that anyway wrong, because I love Edward like he was my son. And in a sense, he is, because I don't have any children. Edward is a smart kid. Just makes stupid mistakes. I'm just glad you're not one of them."
"Thank you Maggie," I said to her. Edward looked at me and smiled. I smiled back at him.
"So what is this amazing date you have planned, Mr. Cullen?" I said, sitting back in the bath tub, relaxing as Edward polished my toe nails a wicked blood red color. I smiled internally on how I just knew he'd never done this with another girl. I mean, he just didn't have the patience.
"Don't worry, my lovely Bella," Edward said to me, paying real close attention to detail. "Just know that you will have a nice night with your boyfriend."
"I hate surprises," I admitted.
"I know. That's why, from me, you will get nothing but surprises." He looked up at me and smiled.
"Asshole," I muttered.
"No, it's Edward, Bella. Have you forgotten my name already?" he said.
I splashed him with water.
"Bella, that was a mean thing to do," he said. His eyes were playful, betraying his serious expression.
"What are you going to do about it? Spank me?"
His face changed, like he was considering the thought of it. He said nothing.
I shivered.
He left the bathroom.
I finished my bath and rinsed my body off in a shower, after making sure my toenails were dry from the nail polish. When it was clear I took my shower, Edward coming in to join me. I pushed him against the wall of the shower, leaning up to kiss him.
"Mmm," I whispered against his lips, "what have you been eating? You smell like peppermint." I smiled and I looked up into his eyes.
"Candy."
"Yummy." I laughed. And I kissed him again.
He washed my hair and body, taking his delicate time in places he was oh, so very welcome. He caressed my skin with an intense touch I could have only known was his, and just my my body weak with his nimble fingers.
I took my time when it was my turn, re-exploring every part of his body I loved, every single groove and muscle indent in his body that I could find, caressing his skin like he had mine, his moans filling the air as I made him fell like no other woman could.
And then we rinses our bodies off, both of us ecstatic and happy. I was happy because I was going on my first date. Edward was happy because I'd just given him a hand job. Or maybe because he was taking me on a date. I was going to be in my happy world and think because he was taking me on a date.
I dressed in a grey camisole grungy distressed shorts, putting on a zillion bangles and a black and white striped scarf. I slipped into a pair of flip flops as Edward came into the room fully dressed in a black Nirvana t shirt and black skinny jeans.
"Babe?" I said softly, leaning back to take a good look at my boyfriend.
"Yeah?" he said.
I grinned. "You're hot."
He rolled his eyes. "As if I didn't know that already."
"Conceited bastard," I mumbled.
"You were the one giving me the ego boost. As if you didn't know I was going to say that." he chuckled and walked over to me, taking me into his arms. "And don't think for a second that I'm too conceited to notice that my girlfriend is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen," he whispered in my ear.
"Okay, I take back the name calling Cullen," I said to him. I kissed his smooth, freshly shaved cheek and then went back into the bathroom to get my lip gloss.
"Are you ready to go?" he asked.
"Yes. Let's go please, before I kill you for not telling me where we're going," I threatened with a wide smile.
"No need for murder, love. You're going to love it."
I looked at him for a second.
"What?" he asked.
"What did you call me?" I asked him.
"What?"
"You called me love," I said softly.
"Yeah, so?" he said with a smile, "I love you. And I would tell each and every person that from the top of a mountain if you wanted me to," he whispered, "because I'm just . . . that . . . lucky." He kissed my lips softly, his hands on the sides of my face, twining in my hair.
I clutched his shirt, kissing his back as sweetly as he kissed me.
And then we pulled away and Edward smiled.
"I have got to marry you," he said.
"Hmm," I said, thinking about a sweet comeback to that. "Well, Edward, if my Daddy says yes, then I'll jump in that white dress so fast, you wouldn't have known what hit you."
"Is that so?" he asked me.
"Edward Anthony Cullen, I love you no matter what anyone else thinks. And if I say you can marry me, then dammit, we're getting married."
"Well, then Isabella Marie Swan, I'll have to take you up on that," he said. "But, I'll have to ask your Daddy first."
I laughed. "Good luck baby."
"Come on, Bells, or we're never going to leave this house," Edward said with a lopsided grin that made me tingle down to my toes.
We went out to his car, a beautiful Audi r8, just sexy in it's own league.
"Edward, baby, one day, you're going to have to fuck me on this car."
"Believe me Bella, I intend to."
Oh, sweet baby Jesus.
EPOV
It took a long time to plan this date from just this morning, but since I'd been coming to Chicago all my life, and staying with Maggie, it wasn't hard. So I planned to take Bella to the Carnival, at around six thirty, where we could stay for a few hours and have fun, and then take to a place I knew she'd love even more.
Bella was a romantic girl. I knew she was, and it was what made everything so much easier.
So while Bella was taking a bath, I packed a blanket in the car, so we could lay down in the grass for the second part of the date.
Even I was excited.
We arrived at the fair and I saw Bella's face light up tremendously.
Fuck yeah.
It made me happy to see that she liked the idea.
I parked the car when I finally found parking. Bella turned to me and I saw tears in her eyes.
"Bella what the hell?" I asked her.
"Edward, no one has ever taken me on a date before. And I've never been to the fair. It's just so perfect," she said with a smile. She wiped her face. "I love it Edward!"
She climbed on top of me, her body pressing close to mine since I was still sitting in the driver's seat.
"I'm glad you think so," I whispered to her.
"Come on!"
And then she climbed off of me and out of the car she was. She dragged me to the entrance, where I paid for our wrist bands and tickets, and then we went inside, looking around at the bright lights and wildly decorated things. Bella called the shots on everything she wanted to do. So we went on the roller coaster, on the bumper cars, on the tilt-a-whirl. And everything We did, Bella had fun. She laughed, she danced, she sang along to the crappy music that they played.
She was happy.
I was happy. Nothing could go wrong.
"Edward, this is going to sound so childish of me, but I want you to win me something," she said to me, her lips and tongue blue from eating cotton candy.
I laughed at her. "You want me to win you something?"
She nodded, her eyes alight. It was something.
"Yeah!" She jumped on my back and I carried her until she told me which game she wanted me to play for her. "This one Edward," she said to me. So I dropped her carefully so she didn't fall, and then we walked up to the girl who was working the booth.
I handed her a five dollar bill and then she gave me three heavy white plastic balls in return. I gave Bella two of them, and threw the first. Missed the first one on purpose. On the second one I missed on accident. And the third?
Well, let's just say that Bella ended up with an enormous stuffed royal-blue teddy bear.
And I ended up with a very sexy kiss.
It was almost eleven when Bella suggested we go on the Ferris wheel before we leave to the second part of the date.
So we did.
And when we were all the way at the top, a fucking shooting star passed by, and Bella pointed and told me to make a wish.
I didn't have to, since Bella would have been my wish, so I wish Bella and I would never end, that we would be together always. And Bella pulled me to her and let me kiss her hard and passionate, like I hadn't before.
Because this was real. It didn't matter that we would be hundreds of miles away in two days, it just mattered that we were. And I got that. And she got that, so we were going to be okay.
We got off the Ferris Wheel, and Bella clutched to her teddy bear.
We held hands as we left the fair grounds, walking back to the car. Bella looked up at me, and she smiled.
"Edward thank you," she said. "It was so amazing. I couldn't have been better."
"Good, but the night is going to get even more amazing Bella," I said to her.
"Another surprise?" she asked.
"Sure. But I know you're going to like this one." I smiled at her.
"You are so very lucky that I love you, Edward Cullen."
I smiled back at her, Bella not knowing how lucky I really was that she loved me.
I drove about a half an hour from the fair to the abandoned woods. Bella looked around and then she looked at me.
"OMG! You're you're going to kill me aren't you?" she said with a wide grin. I laughed. "What are we doing here Edward?" she asked.
"I have something to show you. I think you're going to like it a lot, Bells," I said to her. She smiled, and then we climbed out of the car. I went around to the back of the car, popping open the trunk, and taking out the blanket and taking Bella's hand and leading her on the trail to our destination.
I told her where to step and where to duck because there were broken branches everywhere, but, when we got to the little meadow, Bella stood on the edge and she observed every single detail there was to see. The trees, the full moon, the completely clear sky. And then, she turned to me and pulled me into the center of the meadow. I spread the blanket and she kicked off her sandals. She pulled me down to her, kissing me as she went, and I kissed her back because I had to. Because she was beautiful and I thought everyday that I was going to lose her. I kissed her back because she was there and she was very vulnerable. Because I loved her. I kissed her back because she loved me back. I kissed because I needed to. Because there wasn't anything or anyone that could compare to my Bella.
My Bella.
She was it for me. And I knew that.
Bella changed me, from the moment she walked into my life, and I didn't know it nine months ago, that I would be lying with her on a Saturday night, in a meadow, making love to her.
I held her body close as she moved underneath me, her lips seeking mine for a desperate kiss I could only want in return. She pulled away and I kissed her throat, feeling the warmth of her body and the rapid thump of her heart beat, the excitement that she was feeling.
And it was something serious to consider marrying a girl like Bella. Someone with a broken past with such vivid and vibrant dreams, someone who wasn't as easily vulnerable as I was. But I was ready for it. Even if I was only seventeen and Bella was about to turn eighteen. It wasn't something that was important.
Age was in fact just a number.
But it was her heart that made me want to marry her. Her soul. The fact that on that very first day that I met her, she screamed out for me to help her, even if she was dreaming. That even though she broke my heart that day, I couldn't just turn her away.
Bella was more than just a notch in my belt, or a tally mark on my head board. Bella had become a big part of my life, and I couldn't just turn her away now. It was the both of us, or nothing at all.
Bella silently screamed underneath me, clutching at my skin as she came, waiting breathless as I met my release. We lay like that for several minutes, both of us breathing hard and fast and just watching each other. She stared into my eyes, and then smiled.
"I would trade every time we fucked like animals for this right here Edward," she whispered. She ran her fingers through my hair, scratching my scalp. She had no idea how good that felt. And she didn't know it, but I would do the same.
"I love you Isabella Marie Swan, even if I almost do die asking your father if I can marry you."
She laughed a quiet, breathy laugh. I smiled at her.
I rolled on to my side, taking her into my arms. I looked up at the sky.
I wondered what would happen. Bella would go back to Phoenix, back to that all-girls school, back to her job as a stripper. And I would still be here in Chicago, without her.
"Edward, what are you thinking about? Your body is so tense. Talk to me, baby," she whispered in my ear, with a breathy, sinful voice.
I chuckled, but I told her every single thing I'd been thinking about.
She made me lie on my stomach, Bella straddling my body from behind. She rubbed at my shoulders, massaging them.
"I have a plan though, Edward," she said to me softly, as her fingers magically rubbed my back. I sighed on how good it felt, on how mellow she was making me feel.
"And what's your plan Bella?" I asked her.
"Everything will be okay, because it has to be."
"Bella?" I said.
"Yeah?"
"That's not a plan," I told her.
She giggled. "Yes it is." She laughed again and rolled off of me. "It doesn't matter anyway," she said. "You've gotta have faith. You can't keep worrying Edward. Because if you worry too much you're going to lose everything you've ever wished for."
"But I don't want to lose you," I said softly, as if admitting it were my weakness.
"You won't Edward. I'm right here and I will always be here. Whether you like it or not, you're stuck with me." She giggled.
"And if I like it?"
"It just makes things so much easier."
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