Welcome back, how about that , three days and you got a new chapter? I think I deserve a huge thank you for that lol. Thanks to everyone who reads and leaves me love, I do read them all, sorry I don't always respond, but I appreciate it so much! Thanks to my kick ass beta Audrey, I would be lost without her... This is a bit of both of them, hope you like it!
CHAPTER 19
After dinner, Edward suggested we sit in his drawing room and have coffee. He made a lovely shrimp scampi for dinner. I had opted for sweat pants and a jacket that matched from the wardrobe upstairs. My ass was still sore so I was not very comfortable sitting with my knees under me on the plush couch waiting for Edward to bring in the drinks. I guess it was to be expected.
This by far was one of my favorite rooms in this place. It just screamed home and I loved the warmth it provided. It spoke 'Edward' in every inch of the room. He walked in with a tray that had a pot of coffee and a plate of cookies. I smiled has he placed it on the coffee table in front of me.
"I wasn't sure if you would like a dessert. I made these yesterday." He flushed while picking a chocolate chip cookie off the plate.
"You bake too?" I looked at him in surprise.
"Yes I bake too, Esme had a lot of time on her hands when we were kids." He laughed biting into the cookie.
How I did it, I will never know. Maybe it was the mental image of him covered in flour or him licking melted chocolate from his finger, but I found myself in his lap straddling him against the couch. He looked at me taken aback with half the cookie hanging out of his mouth.
I'm not sure what came over me, but I bit into the piece hanging from his luscious lips.
"Mm, that tastes so good." I moaned chewing the cookie.
His eyes were bright and wide, but definitely amused. He chewed what was left in his mouth while grabbing my hips tightly. Our eyes connected then so did our mouths. We kissed feverishly for a few minutes before we both needed air.
"I'm not sure what tastes better you or the cookie." He murmured on my lips kissing me swiftly.
"What's the verdict?" I breathed out.
"Definitely you…" He hummed and pulled me into him again.
But before things could escalate any further, his door bell rang interrupting us… AGAIN!.
"Damn fucking door." He mumbles, helping me off his lap.
He got up and for the first time I notice what he is wearing. He had on faded blue jeans and a black tee shirt. How did I miss that? I could hear talking in the hallway, but didn't recognize the other voice. It's a low deep voice, definitely masculine.
I got off the couch and stood in the archway between his drawing room and the hallway, sneaking a peek. There stood a blonde man, who was just as gorgeous as Edward, speaking urgently to him. From what I could see, he was in excellent shape. His eyes were aqua blue, a perfect mixture of Edward's and Alice's eyes.
This must be Carlisle, damn, how was he even old enough to be a father of a 32 year old? I hadn't realized they had stopped talking, and were both staring at me. I gulped back in embarrassment and Edward gave his father a stern look and then smiled at me.
"Dad this is Bella. Bella this is..." But I cut him off before he could say anything.
"Carlisle, such a pleasure to meet you", I was definitely swooning.
"Nice to meet you Bella, I didn't mean to interrupt whatever you kids were doing; I just needed to address some business with my son." He gave me a sweet smile.
"No bother at all, really. We were just having dessert." I blurted out.
Edward gave me a smoldering look, which I knew he was interpreting as something more; I flushed.
"Bella, just go back and relax, I just need to sign some papers for my father and then we can continue your dessert." He winked at me.
My stomach flipped with anticipation just thinking about what we could be continuing. I nodded and walked back into the drawing room. I absentmindedly walked around the room and again came across that picture of him in his cap and gown with the attractive brunette.
I jumped out of my skin when I felt someone standing beside me. It was Carlisle.
"I'm sorry; I didn't mean to startle you." He chuckled.
"It's okay, you're a lot like your son, you sneak up without any noise." I laughed lightly.
"I guess it must be a Cullen trait." He smiled.
"I remember this day." He pulled down the picture next to one I was looking at. "Esme and I were proud of him. He was valedictorian, top of the class." He beamed with pride.
The picture was of Edward with both his parents holding up his diploma. He looked so excited and happy, completely carefree.
"You know he had already started his company before this picture was even taken. Already a multimillionaire", Carlisle shook his head in amazement.
"Seriously? I didn't know." I sensed his affection.
"Edward is a very motivated and brilliant business man, one of the best I ever met." Carlisle smiled.
"I thought he took over the business from you."
"It was more like I helped him run it while he was still in school. I had my own company, which he later bought out." Carlisle laughed.
"So what do you do now?" I was fascinated finding out new information about Edward
"I help Edward and Emmett. I have run my own business for many years, they think I'm a valuable asset to them." He winked at me.
My eyes flickered back to the picture and I took a chance and asked Carlisle who the woman was.
"Who is that in the picture with Edward?" I pointed to the beautiful woman by his side.
"Professor Naples; she was Edward's favorite teacher at Dartmouth," Carlisle's face looked cautious.
"She's a teacher? She doesn't look that much older than Edward." I looked at him.
"She is only a few years older than him I believe. I'm not really sure, you should ask Edward." He patted my shoulder and walked away from the fire place.
"Ooh cookies! Did Edward make these?" Carlisle picked the cookie off the plate.
"Yes I did." He shook his head as he walked in the room holding a folder.
"Could never understand how someone as tough as you, could bake so well. It astounds me to this day." Carlisle joked
"You can go now." Edward said sarcastically.
"Indeed I will, lovely meeting you Bella; Edward." He tipped his head and walked out of the penthouse.
"He is really nice." I said picking up my own cookie and biting into it.
"He's a great man. I admire him a lot." He looked at me hard.
I felt like I was being examined under a microscope.
"What?" I asked feeling uncomfortable from his glare.
"Why are you so curious about that picture?' He tilted his head to the side.
"You seem so happy in it; I just wanted to understand what made you happy is all." I shrugged.
"I hope you are not jealous of a six year old picture." He mused.
"No, not at all." I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Good." He pulled me closer by my hips and planted a soft kiss on my lips.
"You are so beautiful Isabella. I'm a lucky man." He rubbed my face gently.
"I will second that." I kissed his neck.
"Would you like to spend the night?" He pulled back to look at me with a smile.
Did I want to? Of course I wanted to. But would he let me sleep in the bed with him or in the other room?
"Where would I sleep?" I asked biting my lip.
"Where do you want to sleep?" He chuckled.
"I want to sleep in your bed with you." Hope gleaming in my eyes.
"Then you can sleep in my bed, with me." He smiled kissing my forehead.
"I should call Rose and let her know I will be spending the night so she doesn't worry." I untangled myself from him.
"You're welcome to use my phone if you want." He nodded to the phone sitting on a table in the corner of the room.
"I can just text her. Where did you put my purse?"
He walked over to a closet, I assumed, and pulled out my bag handing it to me. I thanked him and he excused himself from the room. I pulled up Rose's cell number and typed a quick text letting her know I would be spending the night with Edward.
I slid the phone back in my bag and headed up the stairs to Edward's room. I realized I had never been in his room. There were about five different doors on this floor and I knew what was behind three of them. I passed his playroom and across the hall was a door I'd never opened before. I thought this might be his room, so I carefully opened the door.
At first inspection, the interior surprised me. The walls were beige with dark wood trim. Off to one side of the room was a glass wall that indicated his bathroom; that was different. He had a cashmere rug that lined the whole floor in a darker brown.
His huge king-sized bed took up the middle of the room. The fluffy white comforter overflowed on the bed with white pillows and a few beige throw pillows. The headboard was deeper beige padded leather. He had two end tables with contemporary style lamps. He even had a huge walk in closet that he must have left open when he changed before.
He had a sliding glass door that looked out on a balcony, probably with a view like the one in the living room. This room screamed designer, I ran my hand over the fluffy blankets on the bed and plopped myself backwards onto it.
It was plush and soft; I could easily fall asleep on this bed every night. I closed my eyes and relaxed. I never heard him come in, but I felt the bed shift from his weight. My eye popped open to find green eyes burning into mine. He smiled deviously at me and I knew he was up to no good.
He took his hand and stroked it delicately up and down my stomach. I gasped from his eager touch. His thumb graced over my belly button and he fingers lightly traced the tops of my sweat pants. I couldn't control my breathing; he was driving me insane.
The lust in his eyes was melting any defense I was trying to put up. He had me under his spell, but I noticed something in him too, he was hypnotized by me too. He moved his hand from my stomach and rubbed his thumb over my bottom lip, tracing circles over it.
I took it between my teeth and sucked on it slowly making sure to encircle my tongue around it biting gently. His expression darkened and he pulled his thumb from my mouth and pinned me to the bed. He gazed down at me with passion filled eyes.
"You enjoy driving me crazy don't you?" He smirked down at me.
"Believe me, its unintentional." I could barely speak him being so close
His lips pressed down on mine. He kissed me with an urgency and ground his hips into me. He was so aroused; I felt it in my hip bone.
"I want you." He interjected between kisses.
"I want you too." I mumbled into his mouth.
He released my arms and pulled me up. He unzipped the sweat jacket and swore under his breath.
"You don't have a bra on." His voice was husky and enthusiastic.
His eyes widen as his mouth devoured one nipple while he skillfully playing with the other. I arched my back and pushed my breast into his mouth. I tugged at his hair as he lapped at the erect pebble.
I moved my hands from his hair to his tee shirt. I tried to rip it off his body. With one fluid movement, the shirt was gone and my hands were wildly caressing his chiseled chest.
"Fuck that feels good." He groaned moving his lips to my neck.
"Mm, so does that." I moaned.
He moved his hands to the waist band of the sweats and tugged them down. I lifted my hips off the bed to help in the process.
He sat up on his knees and began to unbutton his jeans. I propped up on my elbows to look at this beautiful man. He was such a sight. I was lost every time I looked in his direction. God definitely spent extra time on him. He had it all; incredible looks, a perfect body and extraordinary intelligence; a pure Greek god..
He pulled his jeans down and I realized he didn't have on any underwear. Well hot damn! His erection sprung free from his jeans and I marveled at its perfection. Remembering earlier today when it had been in my mouth. I had given him the best blow job ever. What can I say? I'm a cocky bitch.
He spread my legs wide open and placed himself at my entrance. He rubbed the head of his dick up and down my soaking wet folds, I assumed to tease me or to get lubrication before he entered me. I was so ready; he probably would slide right in.
I released a soft moan, knowing how good he would feel once inside and he blew out a breath.
"Do you like it when I tease you?" His voice was low and sultry.
"I hate when you tease me," as I tried to lift my hips to join our bodies.
"But it's such a turn on to watch you squirm." He eased the tip into my entrance.
I was impatient now, my body was blazing from his closeness and the thought of how he would please me with his beautiful penis, I could no longer wait. I thrusted my hips upwards and he entered me completely, we both gasped in pleasure!.
He rocked his hips into me slowly and pulled back slightly, only to slam back into me. The feeling was divine.
"I love how my dick feels inside of you. You're so tight!" He groaned.
"Oh Edward, you feels amazing." I thrusted up to meet him.
We found a perfect rhythm of back and forth. He started to go faster and he hit my g spot instantly. He swung his hips to the side and rotated his body in such a delicious way that I thought I would convulse around him.
"Yes, like that, keep doing that." I screamed in pleasure.
"Mm, you love how deep I can go inside of you." He pushed harder.
"Oh Fuck YES!" I yelled out loud.
"I'm going to make you cum now, are you ready?" His voice oozed sex.
"Please Edward!" My voice a high pitched squeal.
"Who does this pussy belong to?" He ordered.
"You Edward." I moaned
"Who's the only one aloud to fuck you?"
"Only you Edward, only you." I was getting ready to explode.
"Yes that's right Bella, this pussy is only mine. Nobody else will ever fuck you as good as me." He roared into my ear.
That was all he had to say and my mind was blown. My body shook violently as the orgasm hit me. Stars were all I was capable of seeing. My ears were ringing and all I could consciously notice was my pussy clamping around his massive pulsing erection. Then I felt him suddenly still above me, and then he collapsed onto me. My body was so worn out that I instantly fell asleep.
Edward's POV
Images of Bella on her knees in her office sucking me off flooded my mind. She was magnificent with her mouth. I had dreamed of how good she would be, since her kissing was expert, but never did I imagine she would be that good! However, the mystery of the phone not working was puzzling.
When Emmett told me he had been calling and texting me, but I hadn't responded seemed off to me. I never turned off my phone or silenced it. I was the head of a major company, my phone needed to be on constantly, in case something urgent came up.
But mysteriously, the phone was off. Maybe the battery was dying. All I know is that when I switched it back on I was flooded with text messages and voicemails. I scrolled through the voicemails first, only to find two missed calls, one from Emmett and the other from my mother about Friday dinner.
Then I scrolled through the texts and came across one from a number I didn't recognize. But I didn't need to know the caller identity to know who it was from the message said it all.
"Edward I see you will be attending the dinner; it's been a long time since we saw each other. Lots of catching up to do. I have missed you sweetheart"
At first, I would have thought it was from my mom, but after remembering the earlier text with the invite from Dartmouth for the alumni dinner, I knew exactly who sent it, Carmen. Six years had passed since she and I parted ways. She'd made it clear how she felt and I made it clear I would leave her alone.
Refocusing on the mystery, I realized this message had already been read. But how was that possible? I would have definitely remembered opening it. Ah yes, then lightening struck me! The phone had been in my jacket pocket when I had given it to Bella to wear. She had looked through my phone.
How did I feel about this? I was pissed to say the least. She definitely had no right to go through my personal phone and what exactly was she hoping to accomplish? Did she really think I wouldn't find out? It all made sense now; she'd turned off the phone so I wouldn't see the message. Sneaky as you may be Bella, but I will always find out.
She seemed very nervous when I called her out on it. I could see the fear cross her features. She knew she'd messed up and she knew she would be punished. It was her first offense really. I thought I should go easy on her, but then what would that show her?
If I went easy the first time, she would think of me as soft. That breaking the rules didn't have any real consequences or power. If I gave her a harsh punishment, then she would learn not to do it next time; and I would make sure there would be no next time.
Her strange emotional outburst at dinner caught me off guard. I watched her carefully as she examined our friends. Her eyes were tearing up, but you could see she was trying hard not to let her emotions show. Was she afraid of what would happen once we left? Or was she jealous that I wasn't normal like Jasper and Emmett?
I saw her hurting and I had to look away. I was such a jack ass. She was precious and I was dragging her down into my deep and dark world. She deserved someone who could be Romeo, but that wasn't who I was. Once she left the table, Rose glared at me.
"You mother fucker, what the hell did you do!" Rose roared at me.
To say she didn't scare me, well, that was an understatement. I actually think she would make a great dominatrix; she definitely had the overbearing attitude for it. I just looked at her as if I was bored. I knew it would piss her off.
"Edward, if you did anything to hurt her, I will personal cut off your favorite appendage and feed it to you!" She stood from the table and walked outside.
I figured Bella needed some air, but when Rose came back inside, she was alone. I knew it was time to take Bella home and get this over with.
I will admit she took her punishment with courage. I will definitely reward her for that. She amazed me more and more. She seemed very willing to please me. However seeing her cry, it was almost my undoing. Normally I got off from seeing a woman cry; it made me feel like I had all the power, but seeing my sweet angel cry? Nothing could have me feel more powerless.
When she challenged me with her question about what would happen if she didn't approve of the lifestyle, well my insides churned. The thought of her leaving me, well that just wasn't an option anymore. I had worked so hard to get her to agree to be my sub; there was no way I would let her go easily. I may have to reevaluate our arrangement, but I hope she will give my way a chance before she gives up. I will show her the ecstasy of this life and she will soon learn to love it. I only hope I can keep up my end of the compromise.
I had known about her parent's death, but I certainly couldn't let her know that. I tried to seem surprised by her admission. There had been no life insurance policy and they didn't have a lot in the way of assets. Bella has had to create a life all on her own, it's no wonder my wealth makes her uncomfortable. I'll have to try to change her feelings slowly. Isn't it amazing what a private investigator can discover?
I looked down at Bella stirring in her sleep. I wonder what was going on in that pretty head of hers. She snuggled closer into me wrapping her arms around my body; I welcomed it, eventually falling asleep.
I was surprised at how well I slept with Bella close to me. I had never let subs sleep in my bed before, but I also had never collared one either. It had been many years since a woman slept in my bed. I leaned my head slightly and inhaled her sweet vanilla scent. I think she must naturally smell that way.
I took my hand and moved a piece of hair from her face. Her eyes slowly fluttered open. I was greeted with big brown eyes and a soft smile.
"Good morning." Her groggy voice said.
"Morning." I smiled stroking her cheek gently.
"I am officially in love with your bed." She stretched.
"I had it personalized when I bought it. I can arrange to get you one or you could just sleep here from now on." I gave her my best grin.
She gave me that lovely blush and looked at her hands has she sat up.
"I like having my space with Rose. I like having my independence." She said shyly.
"I would never want to take anything away from you sweetheart. My only goal is to give." I ran my hand down her arm.
She shivered. Always so responsive to my touch, I would never tire of it.
"Would you like to play hooky today?" I wiggled my eyebrows at her.
"Does that include some nookie?" She laughed at her silly phasing.
"Well that depends, do you want some nookie?" I countered her amusement.
"As long as it's coming from you, how could I say no?" She perked her eyebrows at me.
I kissed her forehead before gently pushing her away from me so I could get up. I walked to the bathroom to relieve myself. After flushing the toilet, I checked my reflection in the mirror. I felt warm arms around my bare chest and soft kisses on my shoulders. This was actually, nice.
I placed my hands over hers and held them tightly in my grip. I could see her smile from the mirror and I stared at how we looked together. We made a good pair. I could imagine how lovely our children would be. I definitely wanted a little girl that looked like Bella. WAIT!
An alarm sounded off at the thoughts reeling in my head. Children? With Bella? This was moving into a dangerous direction. I barely knew her, just two months. How could I visualize so far into the future. I had never wanted to think about those things before, suddenly being wrapped up in her, it's all I thought about; a future that included her.
Panic found its way into my gut and I let go of her hands and brushed past her into my closet. She turned to look at me confused, and maybe a little bit hurt. I couldn't worry about that right now. Dartmouth popped into my head and I remembered the last time I felt that way. It was more than I could handle.
"Edward are you okay?" I heard concern in Bella's voice.
"No." Was the only reply I could give, I slid to the floor of the closet.
She came rushing to my side and placed her hands on my face. She was searching my eyes for something, but I was too numb to care.
"Do I need to call someone? You're face, is really pale." Her voice was shaky and anxious.
I grabbed her hands off my face and pulled her into my lap. I held her in my arms and rocked her back and forth. She cradled her head in the nook of my neck. Neither of us said a word as I smoothed her hair.
I'm not sure how long we stayed on the floor, but the grumbling of her stomach brought me back to reality. I looked down at her and kissed her head.
"Get up Bella; I think we should eat something." I mumbled to her holding my hand out to help her up.
"I'm fine; it's you that I'm concerned about." She took my hand and I pulled her to her feet.
"I'm fine, really, don't worry about me." I tried to smile.
"Edward, you just literally freaked me out, how am I not supposed to be concerned. I thought we were supposed to be honest with each other?"
"Don't worry about me." I nodded, avoided the question I wasn't prepared to answer; and walked past her to go downstairs.
I went to the kitchen to make something for breakfast. My housekeeper was currently on vacation with her grandchildren so all meals would be my responsibility. I prepared Spanish omelets and we ate in silence.
Bella watched me carefully and it was driving me crazy. How many times did I need to reassure her I was fine?
"Can you stop looking at me like that?" I said harsher than I intended.
She flinched and looked down at her plate.
"I'm sorry; I don't mean to be rude to you. It's just you staring at me like I just killed your puppy, well, its uncomfortable." I shifted in my seat.
"I'm sorry, I don't want you to be uncomfortable." Her tone sarcastic
"Isabella, please." This was getting exhausting.
"Whatever Edward." She stood up from the stool and put our plates in the sink.
She leaned against the sink with her arms crossed staring at the floor. I sighed and walked over to her placing my hands on her hips. Her body stiffened and she began to bite on her lip.
"Isabella..." I said softly with a sly smile.
Her eyes flashed to mine than back to the floor. I tipped her chin with my finger commanding her attention.
"What happened to you up there?" Her eyes thoughtful.
"I just had a really dreadful thought." I nuzzled my nose into her neck.
"About what?" She wasn't going to let it go.
Think of something to appease her man!
"Losing my mom." Yeah, that was brilliant diversion.
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"Oh Edward, is that because of what I told you about my parent's?" Her sweet face wrinkled with pity that I surely didn't deserve.
"I don't know; can we just drop it?" He sucked her earlobe.
She moaned in response, good, crisis adverted.
Then like all the other times, my phone began to ring from off in the distance. I sighed and leaned my forehead against Bella's. The phone was actually a good distraction. I moved away in search of it. Bella walked past me up the stairs.
I found it lying on my desk and looked at the caller ID. Who was calling at, oh damn, it was already 12:45 pm. I should have known, Emmett.
"What's up?" I asked.
"Dude where are you?" Emmett boomed from the other end.
"I'm home, why?"
"I thought something happened to you. Bella didn't show up for work." He said.
"I know that Em, she's here with me." I said, exasperatedly over the line.
Suddenly I heard shuffling in my hallway. Bella was standing fully dressed with her coat and bag in her hand.
"Emmett, let me call you back." I hung up before he could reply.
"Bella, where are you going?" I wasn't ready for her to leave
"Rose called; she is in need of a friend right now. I'll call you later." She kissed my cheek and went to walk off.
I grabbed her arm and swung her around.
"You didn't bring your car here." I reminded her.
"I called a cab. I will call you later and explain."
"I can drive you home." I offered
"Edward really its no big deal. I could even walk, but its a little chilly out." She shrugged
"At least let me pay for it." I picked my wallet up off the desk
"Edward, please just keep your money." She looked exhausted
Fine, this time, you win." I put my hands up
"I should have recorded this, it will probably be the only time I win with you." Her sarcastic tone rung in my ears
Little did this sassy woman know, she was often the one who was victorious in our battles, not me. I was losing more than she could possible know.
She went to walk away again, but I grabbed her once more and planted a passionate kiss on her lips. I didn't want to be far from her mind.
"Wow." Was all she said, but her stunned face spoke volumes.
"I know." I smirked.
She smacked me in the chest and I pretended to fight her off. She gave me a playful smile and walked out the front door. I cleaned up the dishes from breakfast and proceeded up the stairs to take a shower.
I was still a little tense from the thoughts of babies and Bella, so I figured the hot water would somewhat soothe me. A memory that I had long thought I'd forgotten flashed in my mind.
"Mr. Cullen, can I see you after class." Mrs. Naples said in a stern tone.
"Uh oh Eddie boy, looks like you are in trouble." Peter elbowed me in the side.
Oh, I don't mind one bit. I thought to myself. The class filed out; and it was just her and I left in the classroom. She walked to the door, locking it securely behind her. Her body was well proportioned. Her breasts were large and her ass was nicely rounded. Her slim legs reached out from under her tight black skirt while her chest called to me poking out of her tight button down.
I was leaning against her desk trying to decipher her mood. Was she angry? Upset? Happy? Horny? She gave me a lustful stare as she stood in front of me running her finger down my shirt covered chest. Definitely horny.
She bit down on her lip and pulled my shirt open.
"I had a hard time getting through my lesson plans today because of you." She gripped my erection through my pants.
"And I can see you did too." Her eyes flickered with dark passion.
"Yes it was challenging." I muttered looking down her shirt.
"Kiss me slave!" She commanded.
I kissed her with a fertile lust. I gripped her waist pushing her back into the desk. She looked at me with excited eyes and hooked her legs around mine, pulling me even closer into her.
"Fuck me now Edward and fuck me hard!" She pulled her skirt up to reveal no damn panties.
I quickly unzipped my pants and drilled into her warm soft core. She threw her head back from the sensation and dug her nails into my shoulder blades. I commanded her body then, leaning her over the desk pushing deeper and deeper into her.
"God Edward, you please me so well." She cried in pleasure.
"Only you mistress, it's only you, it will only ever be you." I groaned.
Then my eyes flew open and I realized I was coming forcefully. My cum splattering all over the shower wall. I hadn't thought about Carmen in a long time. She didn't deserve my orgasms, only Bella did. Now I felt like shit, as if I was cheating on my sweet Isabella with some filthy tramp that didn't deserve to walk in the same room as me.
I finished up In the shower and got dressed in some casual clothing. I went to do some work in my office. I spent majority of what was left of the afternoon locked up in front of my computer. There was a heavy banging on my front door. I glanced down at my watch to see it was around seven thirty pm. Who the fuck is this?
Emmett, Jasper, and my father all had a key. You needed a special code to get this high up and none of my ex subs new it. I dragged my self to the front door and glanced out the peep hole. It was Bella and she looked pissed.
I flung the door ope and she stalked into the room with her tight fists at her sides. Her face was a flame red color, she looked like she might explode at any minute. I closed the door and turned to her, not sure what to say.
"You lying son of a bitch!" She roared
I flinched slightly from her tone. Yes she was definitely pissed and apparently I did it.
"Bella what's wrong?" I asked cautiously
"Whats wrong? WHATS WRONG?" She screamed.
I stepped back a few feet
"Oh I don't know Edward?" She tapped her chin with her finger weening thought.
"Maybe the fact that you failed to mention that some slut went with you to Detroit and that she was pregnant and you thought it was yours after, I don't know lying right to myself that it wasn't!" She shouted in my face
Oh that.
What could I really say in my defense? Technically it wasn't mine, so there fore I didn't really lie to her, but then again, I also didn't mention it because I knew she would take it the wrong way.
"Bella, calm down." I placed my hands on her shoulders, but she shrugged them away.
"Don't touch me!"
"Can you just hear me out." I stuck my hands up
"No because its exactly the same thing that I got my ass spanked for and that seems okay for you to not mention something, but not for me! You're a fucking hypocrite!" She poked me in the chest
I hated when she did that
"Okay." I said calmly
"Okay?" She voice rose
"You're right. I'm a hypocrite. Do you want to punish me?" I smirked slightly at her
She gaped at me and pushed me into the wall. No humor in her face at all.
"I do want to punish you and I know just how to hit you where it will hurt you most." Her eyes darkened
"So how do you want to punish me then?" I eyed her skeptically
"I quit." She crossed her arms smugly
"What do you mean you quit?" No humor left in my voice
"I no longer want to work for you. So your punishment is going to be not seeing me everyday." She seemed overly satisfied with herself.
"Bella, that's really not much of a punishment. I can see you everyday regardless if you work at my company or not. You need to try better."
She gave me a scary look and a devious smile crept across her face.
"No sex for the next two weeks." She smiled triumphantly
My eyes were probably hanging out my head. Oh yes, that would be a punishment I wouldn't like for sure.
"But I planned to introduce you to my playroom his weekend." My voice came out nonchalantly
"No sex." She wasn't backing down.
"Do you really think you could resist me for two whole weeks?" I gave her a sly smile
"Edward, I lived almost nine months without sex before you, I think I can handle it. Its not my punishment its yours." She pointed out
"But that was nine months of not having sex with Jake, not me. I blow your mind, he can't compare."
Her faced flushed and I knew she was thinking about the way I made her feel, but she completely composed herself quickly.
"NO sex." She repeated
I thought about what she was asking of me. I was more than capable to wait two weeks. I could handle it, but could she? I doubted it. But two weeks it would be. I would take the punishment because I wanted to prove that I was a fair man and she was right. I did deserve to be punished.
"Okay." I nodded my head
"Okay." She said very stubborn girl she was.
With that she walked out my front door and disappeared. I could handle two weeks, couldn't I?"
Well thoughts people, tell me what you are thinking...