Subject: Edward Cullen aka The Womanizer
Chapter Ten—Wanking Wednesday
Betaed by: Caroline Z. Masen
Bella
I had to get out of here before I jumped his fucking bones.
I quickly walked toward the door, unlocking it before turning to look at him. "Yes," I said before walking out into the hallway. I didn't bother waiting for his reaction, I was sure it would make me want to take him right there on the floor.
I turned and left before my body could continue betraying me. I knew that Edward and I would have sex, but I also knew that I had to be strong. I had to hold out longer if I planned on breaking his habits. However, things were getting complicated. For some reason, I found myself not being able to lie to him. I answered in half-truths or the actual truth. I couldn't believe I told him about not being drunk. I felt at the time, since he noticed I didn't taste like alcohol, that the truth would be better. It worked, though he did admit that if he knew, he would've tried getting under my skirt.
Oh well, it's some progress.
I made it to my apartment and took a cool shower to help soothe my over-heated body. I did something I usually tried to avoid: I pleasured myself to the thought of Edward's lust filled gaze, his lips on my neck. Wishing it was his fingers brought me over the edge. I knew I had to do this or else there was no way I would make it through a night with him without fucking him. It was still too soon for that.
I dressed, waiting for my patient Daniel. He was something else; a sex addict. He'd fuck anything with a pair of legs. He was referred to me after several failed attempts at group therapy. I found myself a comfortable pair of yoga pants, tank top and matching jacket. My patients felt more at ease with me when I dressed more casually. Also I had to watch what I wore around Daniel. I didn't need him distracted with any exposed skin.
Daniel had suffered from sex addiction for the past five years. He was the tall, dark and handsome type and had no trouble with women. The only problem was that even though commitment never was an issue, infidelity was. He cheated on his first wife seventeen times, all different women. He was divorced, for less than a year and it hadn't gotten any easier.
Lately, he had become infatuated with me. Even though I was sure that I was nothing more than another pair of legs to him, it still unnerved me. I had dealt with sex addicts before but never to his extreme. He presented a challenge, and I wanted to succeed for his sake. Sex addiction can lead to unhealthy choices, like prostitution, drugs, and STD's. Extreme cases could lead to sexual assault. I needed to help him. To be on the safe side, I would keep my bottle of mace beside me at every session.
Edward
I made it home about ten minutes later after Bella left the gym. I was accosted before leaving by a cute blonde, but I ignored her. Bella was the only one I wanted to sate my thirst, and it wouldn't be fair to the blonde if all I thought about was Bella instead of her.
I stepped in the shower and hissed when the cold water hit my lower region.
Fuck.
I toweled off several minutes later and changed. I pulled on a pair of boxers and jeans before I checked the time. It was twenty minutes after eight o'clock, and I knew Bella would be with her patient. My instincts kicked in, sending me warning signals that something with that Daniel guy was not right.
I threw on a t-shirt and ordered dinner around the corner. By the time I reached Bella's apartment, it was fifteen minutes before nine pm. I paused with my hand over the door, thinking that she might get angry if I interrupted. I let my arm fall and decided to wait another ten minutes.
That went all out the window when I heard Bella scream from inside. "Daniel, get off of me!" I pounded on the door and it flung opened with ease. I dropped the bags I carried and ran toward the sound of Bella's voice. Daniel flew away from Bella as she kicked him square in the chest.
"Bella!" I grabbed Daniel from the ground as he struggled in my grip in his attempt to get to Bella. I punched his jaw and he hit the floor. I lunged for him again.
"Edward! Stop!" Bella cried out. I turned and saw the fear evident in her eyes. Of course she was scared, she was about to be attacked by the piece of fucking shit on the floor. However, she surprised me when her face softened when she heard the shithead starting to sob. Bella went to his side and completely ignored me.
What the fuck?
"I'm sorry, Ms. Swan. I never meant to hurt you. You're j-just so fucking b-beautiful. I couldn't control…myself." He gasped in between words.
"Daniel, you know what needs to happen next right?" Bella whispered, trying to help him up on his feet. I clenched my fists wanting to grab Bella and just take her away from him. I could see how Daniel was struggling to keep his hands off her, his hands clenched tightly around his thighs.
"I have to start seeing someone else," Daniel grumbled.
"Maybe, maybe not, I might consider supervised sessions instead. But for now I need you to talk to a colleague of mine, he may be able to help you with medication." Daniel nodded looking anywhere but at me.
Bella walked away from him, and I noticed he didn't take his eyes off her ass.
"Hey buddy, keep your eyes off of her fucking body or I'll give you another bruise across your other cheek," I growled, standing in between them. Bella placed her hand on my back.
"Edward," she said firmly, her tone warning me. "I'm fine. He won't try anything else again." I nodded, but I did not move from my position so I could keep him from eye-fucking her again.
She searched for something in a drawer. When she found it, she made her way back to us. She was about to step around me, but I stopped her and held out my hand. She huffed but handed me what looked like a business card. I took a few steps forward toward Daniel as he took a step back. I held out my hand with the card, raising the other to show that I wasn't about to hit him again. I wanted to, though.
"Take it and get out of here, now," I snarled. Daniel took a step forward, snatched the card from my hand and ran out the door, closing it behind him.
"That wasn't really necessary," she said as she turned to face me. "I can take—"
I cut her off immediately. "Take care of yourself, right? The man was on top of you!" I snapped.
"Yes, but I managed to kick him off me. If you hadn't had stepped in I would've used mace on him if he tried to come near me again."
I laughed darkly. "A man was, in all likelihood, going to rape you and you're upset with me?" I asked, questioning her sanity.
"It would've never gotten that far. I've dealt with this kind of thing before. Why do you think I keep up with my jujitsu training?"
"What?" I clenched my fists and closed my eyes in anger. "You had had this kind of shit happen to you before?"
"I'm fine. So, what's for dinner?"
Bella smiled sweetly, changing the subject and letting me know that the discussion was over. I rolled my eyes and stalked to the bags that I left by the door. I grabbed them and sat the bags on the coffee table sitting in front of a large dark brown leather couch. I sat down on the floor beside the table and she sat beside me taking out boxes and opening them to see what I ordered.
I pretty much ordered one of everything, since I didn't know what she liked. She picked up a box of pork chow mien and dug in with a pair of chopsticks. I grabbed some Kung Pao chicken, still fuming, but I kept my mouth shut.
"Will you stop pouting?" Bella said firmly. "So why did you come so early?"
"I wanted to see you again," I admitted, my voice still curt. "I was worried, too."
"Daniel made a bad impression on you at lunch, didn't he?"
"I was obviously right," I hissed my eyes narrowed, softening when I saw her rub her shoulder. I knew Daniel had likely managed to bruise her. That only made me want to hit something, preferably his fucking face again. "Are you sure you're all right?"
She nodded and looked at up at me through long lashes. "Thank you. It was kind of hot watching you so mad, and you know, protect me."
I smirked and raised my hand to tug on a loose curl of her long hair. I twisted a lock around my finger, smiling. "I was hot, huh? Care to elaborate on that, love."
However, her coy smile fell as her eyes focused on something else. She gasped, her eyes widening.
"What?" I asked following her gaze to my hand. My knuckles were red and mottled, swollen from when I had punched Daniel. I hadn't noticed the pain. Bella dropped her food container and took my hand in both of hers. She held it in her lap, examining it as her fingers glided over my hand slowly in small circles. It felt so intimate and for some reason, I felt my whole body warm from the touch.
"Let me get some ice for it," Bella whispered before getting up and heading into her modern kitchen. I watched as she took something out of her gray cabinet drawer.
"Bella, it's fine. It doesn't even hurt," I called from the living room.
"Humor me please," she retorted. She came back to sit by me, placing an ice pack on my hand with a couple of opened beers. "Hope you don't mind a beer. I don't have any wine on hand right now."
"Beer is fine, Bella." I smiled picking up one of the bottles with my free hand. "Umm, now I can't eat," I grumbled, trying to move my right hand. Bella shook her head, not allowing me to remove the ice pack. She took my chopsticks, picking up some chicken from my box and holding it up in front of my lips. She cocked an eyebrow, waiting for me to take a bite.
I was hesitant; never had another woman fed me. I took the bite and watched her tongue sweep over her lips.
I love her lips.
Bella and I ate while discussing the latest political issues stemming from fucking Washington. I had noticed that she was on her third beer when I thought I'd tease her.
"So is that beer non-alcoholic so you don't get drunk?" I asked seriously.
"No Edward, this is the real me," Bella whispered averting her eyes from my own. I removed the ice pack from my hand and lifted her chin so I could look into her eyes.
"Sorry, that was a cheap shot," I said.
"I deserved it," Bella whispered again. "I'm sorry for lying."
"It's already forgotten and forgiven," I said leaning in as my hand slid from her chin to her cheek. I pressed my lips on hers, but was hesitant at first. I wanted to be sure that she wanted this as much as I did.
When she didn't pull away from me, I sought more. I licked her bottom lip, her soft mouth parted as a sweet sigh escaped. We both groaned as our tongues met again for the first time since the gym. That little wet and warm touch seemed to ignite something in Bella.
She pulled up her knees and wrapped her arms around my neck as her fingers tugged at my hair. I pulled her closer with one of my hands curling around her waist and the other on her hip. Bella picked herself up higher, leaning down to kiss me deeply. One of my hands stroked up her back, the other glided along her thigh, feeling the toned muscles flex under my touch.
Bella pulled away first, resting her forehead on mine, breathing heavily. "Wow," she gasped.
"Uh, huh," I returned, panting. I took her face in my hands and went in for another heart-pounding kiss. In moments, we were both gasping for breath again, but she pulled away.
"Wait. Before we get a little ahead of ourselves, I owe you a dance," Bella reminded me, a sexy smirk playing on her kiss-swollen lips.
"I don't want to make you uncomfortable," I said with my lips still a breath away from hers. "But if you insist."
As if I'd give up a chance for her to dance for me.
"Have a seat," she said as she stood up and offered to help me onto my feet. I smirked and took advantage of my position. I slid both of my hands over the soft fabric of the pants near her calves, reveling at the warmth that lay beneath my fingers. Her breath remained heavy as she watched me slowly lift myself off the floor. My fingers curled around her thighs, over the back of them. Her eyes rolled closed as a sexy little moan escaped her.
As I sat on my knees, eye fucking level with her navel, I slid my hands over her ass, but my touch was feather light, only enough to tease her—and me. I cupped her bottom for a moment before I splayed my fingers wide and swept them under the hem of her top. She moaned again, taking the tiniest step back, but immediately took half a step closer to me. I nuzzled her belly, skimming my lips along the waistband of her yoga pants.
"Mmm, you smell so fucking good," I murmured. She really smelled like a woman should, seductive yet provocatively sweet. Fucking savory and spicy, too. I wanted to find out if she tasted as good as her arousal smelled.
"Oh, damn," she said and finally pulled away. I knew I had pushed her too far, too soon. "I'm going to change into something else."
She gave me a shy smile before walking down the hallway to the first door on the left, which led to her bedroom. I sat in the middle of her large couch but became curious when I noticed a bookcase filled with books.
I walked up to it, noticing a lot of classics and some modern books. She had many suspense and mystery novels, and then I moved to a section that had made my eyes widen. She had over a hundred books pertaining to sex.
Some of the titles were obvious in their nature, while others were a little more discreet.
Sex and the Perfect Lover; Tickle His Pickle; The Complete Guide to Amazing Sex and Kama Sutra. Bella had a sex reference library.
I heard a tinkling laugh behind me as I continued to read the titles. I turned and nearly keeled over.
In front of me was Bella in a dark blue top with thin straps that barely covered her breasts. Her torso was exposed and her ass was clad in a tiny black skirt with a slit on one side exposing her matching bottom to her top. She wore a long sleeved thin sheer top over everything, her feet in a pair of fuck-me heels.
"Like my reference library?" Bella asked with a beautiful teasing smile on her lips.
"You have quite the collection." I winked before taking her hand and walking back to the couch. Bella pushed me down so that I was in the middle. She moved the coffee table easily to the side, and pulled up a black chair from a table in the dining room, but left it on the side.
She walked over to the stereo on the west wall placing a CD into the player and removed a remote from the console before turning to face me. She pressed a button before throwing the remote in a nearby chair.
She danced at the club to the same song; Buttons. Her body moved sinfully, her hips swaying from side to side as her hands clutched her hair. Fuck. When the chorus started, Bella stalked toward me with an almost predatory look in her eyes. She stopped in front of me, too far for me to grab her, as I wanted to. She popped her ass before closing the distance between us, her legs touching my knees. I looked up into her eyes. I kept one hand clutching the couch cushion and the other ran up her thigh. She smirked, still dancing in place with a seductive little swivel of her hips. The song came to the part where I had to stop Bella from removing her top at the club.
I swallowed as the look in her eyes told me that I was really going to enjoy what was going to happen next. Fuck, please tell me she was going to strip for me.
"I can't seem to get you over here to help get this off." She removed the sheer top exposing her torso and her glistening skin. She had the most beautiful abdomen, slim, and not overly toned. She stepped closer, turning and swaying her firm ass within my reach.
I groaned, unable to control myself. I tried to grab her but she slapped my hand away and took several steps away from me. I let out a frustrated grunt that had her laughing.
Bella grabbed the black chair from earlier that had only two slats on the back. She turned the chair so that the back faced me. She climbed onto it, sitting on her haunches and then opened her legs completely with her hair thrown back as if she was fucking coming or something.
Fucking hell, I almost became unglued at the sight. She straddled the chair for a few beats then jumped off. She stood and spun the chair on one leg for a few turns. Once is stopped she sat back on it, watching me as her hands started to roam over her body.
Then she started to moan. I could only take so much before all my control was lost, and I was at the precipice. She shook her entire head in a few tight circles, her hair wild and loose. She threw her head back as she spread her knees apart again.
"Fuck, Bella."
I reached for her in an instant, not allowing her a chance to back away. I pulled her onto my lap, and thankfully, Bella didn't waste any time. Her urgent mouth met mine in a clash of tongue, teeth and lips. We both groaned at the taste and the feel of our bodies pressed together.
She straddled my lap, her hips still moving to the music that pulsed through her stereo. Her hands went to my hair as mine slid up her thighs to cup her ass. I kneaded the firm flesh over the fabric of some little shorts beneath her skirt. I grunted in displeasure, she fucking had too much clothes on.
Bella mewled, pulling away to breathe. My lips skimmed along her jawline until I reached her neck. I kissed and licked down to her breasts in her tiny top. I sucked on her nipple through the fabric, finding it already hardened. She threw her head back moaning as her hips moved more urgently over mine. She was creating delicious friction, and I used my hands to help guide her while I ground my own arousal against her harder. Her hands tore at my shirt, so I pulled back to allow her some access. I my breath was harsh and every part of my body was rigid and hard as I awaited the feel of her skillful mouth. She licked and nipped along my neck down to my right nipple, taking it in her mouth biting gently then swirling it around with her tongue.
"Fuck," I hissed, holding her head in place with one hand. The other continued helping her move harder against me. Unable to quell my thirst to taste more of her, I pulled her head back and latched my teeth on to her neck. She moaned deeply, and cried out when I used my teeth to push the fabric away from one of her breasts. I took her small pink peak in my mouth groaning at the taste.
So sweet.
We continued this way for several minutes, and I knew I'd make her come this way. I wanted to see her let go completely, revel that I did it to her.
Then her phone rang.
"The answering machine will get it," Bella gasped as she grabbed my face leaning in for another kiss. As our mouths and hips continued to move against one another, I felt her fingers finish removing all the buttons of my shirt.
On the third ring, Bella's answering machine picked up the call. "Hello, by now you should know what to do." Bella's voice ended and the machine beeped.
"Bella! I know your fucking there. It's your brother. Pick up. God damn it, Bella. What the fuck are you doing with Playboy Edward Cullen? Did you really think I wouldn't find out?"
We both stilled and I internally cringed.
"Haven't you learned anything from what happened? After everything that we went through with—" Bella jumped up and picked up a nearby cordless phone, running to the answer machine and turning it off.
"Jordan, calm down," Bella said urgently into the phone. She turned to look at me, covering her exposed breasts and mouthed an apology. She walked into the hallway and straight to her bedroom closing the door behind her.
I'm fucked.
If her brother didn't approve of me, there was no way she'd want to continue to see me. And what was with what he said about what she went through? What could've had happened in her past that would make her brother hate the idea of his sister dating the local playboy?
A broken heart was the only thing I could think of; someone had hurt her. I had a brief thought of her crying and upset - it wasn't something I liked to see. No wonder she tested me before, she didn't want to get hurt again. And that was my plan; to toss her aside like all the rest. This was getting complicated.
Bella came back out a minute later, walking slowly to me. "Edward, I'm sorry I think we should call it a night," she whispered not able to meet my eyes.
I knew this would happen the moment she left me on the couch to talk to her brother. I nodded, keeping my disappointment to myself. I tried to get up but groaned as my erection strained against the zipper of my jeans.
Bella chuckled. "You seem to have a little problem. Let me help you with that before you go." She walked into the door across from her bedroom before I could respond. What did she mean by 'let me help'?
She walked back into the room with a hand towel and bottle of something. She smirked and straddled my thighs, surprising me. Her mouth met mine, but I pulled away. "Bella, you don't have to do anything."
"Edward, how long have you been blue-balling?" Bella whispered in my ear, sucking on it.
"Ever since I met you," I answered, placing my hands on her hips trying to create friction again. If she was willing to help, I wasn't about to complain. I'd wanted her hands on me since I first saw her.
"Poor, baby," Bella whispered against my lips. "Hmm, show me what you've got." I groaned as her hand slid up my thigh and stroked my erection. Both of her hands worked on my jeans and boxers, releasing me. I smelled something heady and a little sweet and noticed that she was rubbing something in her hands. I didn't have time to ask her about it since her hands were suddenly one me. I groaned and lifted my hips in surprise and desperation for more.
She still fucking wanted me. Fuck yes. I grabbed her face and plunged my tongue in her mouth.
"Not a little problem but a big problem," Bella gasped, pulling away as my lips sucked on her neck. Her talented hands stroked me with perfection. Her grip was tight and her hands were hot, keeping a steady pace. I bucked my hips to encourage her to go faster. She complied as I sucked on the swell of her breasts, ripping the fabric away with my teeth and hands.
I felt that familiar heat in the pit of my stomach as I was closing in on my release. "Bella," I cried out as she tightened her grip further. One of her hands moved under my cock, before a fingernail lightly grazed the sensitive skin just under my balls. The sensation was fucking amazing and I knew I couldn't hold out any longer. I came hard.
"Fuck!" I gasped as Bella grabbed the towel but continued stroking me until I came down from my orgasm. She cleaned me up never taking her eyes off me and zipped me back up as gently as possible.
"You're really beautiful when you come." She kissed me again, this time slowly. She pulled away after a minute, and jumped off me.
"Let me return the favor." I said huskily. I wanted to plunge my fingers into her tight little pussy, and if possible my cock and tongue. Bella shook her head, smirking, as one of her hands traveled under her skirt.
Fuck.
She pulled out two fingers and waved them in front of me. "That's what I have these for." She giggled at my bewildered expression. Then she swept those two glistening fingers across my lips.
Fuck me.
I licked my lips and my problem returned, because she tasted fucking delicious. Bella chuckled, looking at my crotch. "Edward, you only get the one tonight." I groaned as she held her hand to help me off the couch. I allowed her to help but enveloped her in my arms the instant I was on my feet. She squeaked as I groped her ass roughly. Did she really think I'd let her get away?
I chuckled. "I'll get you my pretty and that sweet pussy too," I whispered in her ear. I kissed her lips and Bella deepened it. Then she groped my ass, swatting it once.
"We have a busy day tomorrow. So go home," Bella said before pulling away. I made an attempt at her ass again, but she swatted mine and pushed me to leave.
I didn't want to leave but I walked to the door dragging my feet anyway. Bella gave me another push and I opened the door and stood in the hallway turning back to look at her.
"Thanks for dinner, Edward."
"Thanks for feeding me and for …" I trailed off.
"Anytime."
"I think I'll take you up on that offer," I said, leaning in to kiss Bella's soft lips. I pulled away and walked down the hallway until I heard the soft click of her door. I sighed; I had never wanted to stay with a woman as I had with Bella. I wanted to explore her tight little body and the thought had me fucking hard again.
Fuck, I need another cold shower.
Wednesday
In my morning shower, I had to take care of my problem after spending the whole night dreaming about Bella. Bella's lips, Bella's hair, Bella's fucking tight hot mouth wrapped around my cock.
This is not helping. I adjusted myself slightly as I drove Bella and me to work. She greeted me this morning with a cup of coffee and a pastry. She was sitting in the seat beside me, looking drop dead gorgeous as always, reading the newspaper. Her phone rang.
"Hello."
"Oh hi, Alice." Bella smiled at me. I rolled my eyes, I was sure Alice was up to something.
"Yes, he invited me to have dinner with his parents this evening. Change of plans?" Bella looked at me and I just shrugged my shoulders.
"Okay. I'll ask Edward if he's fine with it. No, I'm with him right now." She started to look upset by whatever Alice was telling her. "No! We did not spend the night together. Not that it's any of your business, but we're car pooling." She paused for a minute, listening to Alice ramble about something. She relaxed after a while. She covered the phone and looked at me again.
"Alice wants to know if it's okay if we all have dinner together." Bella looked at me with a smile.
"Whatever you want, love," I answered, trying to get through traffic.
"Alice he said…yes…no…I don't know why." Bella sighed as I looked at her in question. She just shook her head. "Yes, all of us will be fine. Where? That sounds great, Alice. Seven sounds fine. We'll see you there." She pocketed her phone and returned her attention to the newspaper.
"What was with the 'I don't know why'?" I asked.
It took a moment before she answered. "I don't think you realize what you call me sometimes and Alice heard you."
"What do you mean? I call you Bella." I asked, not understanding what she meant by that.
"You call me something else. You'll figure it out." Bella smiled taking a sip of her coffee. I shook my head. Women. I pulled into our office building, rushed to her side, and opened her door. I pulled her out and wrapped my arms around her.
"May I put my coffee down before I spill it all over you?" Bella complained. I pulled away as she turned and placed it on the top of my car before turning around to face me.
I pressed her against my car like the previous day and kissed her lips softly and gently. Her lips parted and I tasted her tongue with my own.
I groaned. "Coffee flavored," I whispered. "Mmm, so good." I deepened the kiss and right then Bella's alarm went off again. Bella chuckled against my lips when I tried to grab her phone and toss it.
"C'mon, we should go." She pushed me away, grabbing her coffee and walking toward the elevator. I stayed behind watching her walk ahead of me. She looked over her shoulder and shook her head.
"One track mind," Bella teased, pressing the button for the elevator. Once I caught up with her, I led her inside. As soon as the doors closed, I pulled her to my chest and kissed her deeply. At first, she met my touch and mouth with enthusiasm, but she straightened herself out when the doors opened to allow people in. I pulled her into the corner, her back against the wall and leaned in to whisper in her ear.
"I can't get last night out of my mind." I placed one hand beside her head against the wall of the elevator. Bella smirked before discreetly stroking my erection through my pants. I hissed at the touch, growing impossibly harder.
"I can feel that, but you're on your own today. Too much work to do for us to take a break together." Bella smiled and I glared at her.
I'm being cock blocked by the cock tease.
"You're a damn tease," I grumbled. Bella laughed, softly stroking me once more.
"Our stop," she whispered in a breathy tone.
The rest of the morning, I was in constant arousal. Fuck. How was I supposed to get my body to calm down if she was always around me? During a time when no one was expected for another appointment, I decided I needed a little relief. I used my bathroom and took care of the problem. I washed my hands and opened the door to go back into my office. There perched on my desk was the constant source to my arousal.
Bella gave me that coy look and a smirk. "Took you long enough," she teased. "I was going to offer you a hand but you seemed to do well on your own."
She fucking heard me jacking off, great. I glared at her, "What do you need, Ms. Swan?"
"So that's how you want to play?" She smirked, hopping off my desk. "Mr. Cullen, I came in to see if you needed anything for me to prepare for the lunch meeting."
I raised an eyebrow and wondered if she was going to behave. "No, I think we have everything ready, Ms. Swan." She sat in the chair in front of mine, crossing her legs, her fitted blue skirt hiking up her thigh.
"All right, you should leave in about ten minutes if you plan on making it on time," she said after checking the time on her Blackberry.
"You mean we should be leaving in ten minutes," I indicated matter-of-factly.
"You want me to come with you?"
"Yes, I need you to record the meeting and help me with him," I said thoughtfully. Phil was a sucker for a sweet face, and Bella was the sweetest they came. "He usually takes his trophy wife to our lunch meetings." I shuddered, remembering that the woman had no scruples. She openly flirted with me in front of her husband and offered me a key card once to her hotel room. I hoped that, with Bella by my said, Mandy wouldn't try anything. I didn't want to lose this deal. Mr. Knight had brought a lot of business our way.
"That sounds fine, Mr. Cullen," she replied, all fucking business. "I better finish what I'm working on before we go." Bella got up from her chair and started to walk toward the door.
"Bella, I'm sorry I snapped at you. I'm just a little frustrated."
She sighed, looking over her shoulder. "I understand, Edward, but you have to understand where I'm coming from. When the time is right, you'll be the first to know," she stated, her voice soft and gentle.
When the door closed behind her, I felt the weight of her words. When the time is right, the problem was if the time would ever come. Could I really wait her out?
Thirty minutes later, we were sitting in a booth at a local steakhouse with Phil Knight and his wife, Mandy. Bella was sitting beside me, her thigh touching my own. After introductions and ordering our meal, Phil and I got down to business.
Mandy kept glancing between Bella and me, her eyes roaming over my body every chance she got. I noticed from the corner of my eye, Bella glaring at her. I smiled internally, she was jealous of Mandy's attention. Then I felt Bella's hand on my thigh.
My body instantly reacted to her touch, her hand moving higher. I stopped breathing for a moment, listening to Phil as he continued discussing upcoming projects. Phil turned to ask his wife something, allowing me a word with Bella.
"What are you doing?" I whispered to her discreetly, keeping my eyes on Phil.
"Sorry, I thought you didn't want her attention," she mumbled looking down. She removed her hand and placed both of them on her lap. I hadn't meant for her to stop or that I wanted Mandy in any way.
I needed a way for her to understand that if I had to choose between her and Mandy, I'd want only her. I placed my hand on her thigh and slid it higher. Bella stiffened beside me and her breath hitched as my hand went underneath her skirt. "What are you doing?" she whispered frantically in my ear.
"Returning the favor," I whispered as my fingers touched the edge of her panties. She was hot, and when I pressed a little harder, I found her wet. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep myself from audibly reacting.
Phil continued with questions, and I answered them as best I could. I kept my touch light over silk and lace underwear, teasing her. She maintained her composure very well, the only telltale sign was the slight tremble of her lips whenever I added a little more pressure.
Phil asked for the copies that I had brought, and Bella helped by handing him all the paper work, while I slid her panties aside. Her thighs clenched in anticipation, but I kept my fingertips over and around where she wanted my touch the most. She sent me a glare when Phil and his wife looked over some of the files. I smirked and without further warning, slid two fingers inside her.
Bella gripped the table, closing her eyes briefly before reaching down to get my briefcase. She searched for the CD with all the detailed plans and computer models for the project. When she bent a bit to the side to place the briefcase down beside her, she looked down to where my hand disappeared under her skirt.
She licked her lips slowly, trembling as I continued my ministrations. With one last look at me she forced a smile, giving the CD to Phil. After a couple of minutes, lunch arrived and Phil suggested we leave the rest of the business talk until after we'd eaten. I happily agreed, indicating it was best not to be distracted.
All the while I fingerfucked the brown-haired beauty beside me. She was hot, tight and slick, and that had me hard and wanting.
"Breathe, Bella," I leaned in to whisper in her ear when I noticed her holding her breath. "Do you want me to stop?" She shook her head, taking a bite of her salad in her mouth. I curled my fingers inside her, which wasn't easy to do from the awkward position of my hand. However, I didn't allow it to deter me as I found that spot that made her gasp again. I could tell by the way she bit her lip occasionally, she was trying to avoid crying out. I continued stroking my fingers in and out of her, enjoying the look on her face and the way she felt around my fingers.
Fuck. I can't wait until I can taste her again.
I felt her starting to tighten as her fingers curled around the edge of the table. Her chest started to move more rapidly, her body tensing. She trembled for several moments as I felt her clamp down around me. I continued until she grabbed my hand to stop me from moving. Slowly, she allowed me to remove my fingers. I grazed her thigh and grabbed the napkin on her lap, cleaning my hand except a finger. From the corner of my eye, I could see her watching me, wanting to see if I'd do it.
I quickly put my finger in my mouth. "Mmm," I teased her. "You were right Bella, the Alfredo sauce here is to die for."
Her eyes widened for a moment before she agreed implicitly with me. "You're absolutely right, Edward. I'm pretty sure it's the best you'll ever taste."
I grinned, matching the wide smile she had. Even though the look in her eyes told me, I fucked up by what I had done at a business meeting. I had broken her number one rule: remain professional while working. Fuck.
Bella excused herself from the table and left to the Ladies room. Phil gave me a brief complement on how wonderful Bella seemed and how happy he was to see me settle down. I didn't bother correcting his assumption, especially with Mandy waiting for my outright denial. I wasn't about to fuel any of her fantasies, though I was sure my being off the market wouldn't deter her.
I excused myself shortly afterwards, in hopes of catching Bella in the hallway. I thought it'd be best to defuse the situation if she was pissed before we went back to the table. As I approached the bathrooms, an arm pulled me into the Ladies room.
Damn, for such a little thing she was very strong. In and instant Bella pushed me against the door and locked it.
She glared at me. "That was a very naughty thing you did," she growled. My cock twitched as the fuckhot sound of her voice. Who knew I liked being called naughty?
"Like I said, I was just returning the fav—vor," I stated my protest dying out because of the look she was giving me.
"You are going to pay for that," she hissed, grabbing my semi-hard erection. It hardened instantly. Punishment, fuck yeah. And now I'm a masochist? Then again, I don't think that happened until recently.
"Oh no, you're not going to benefit from this punishment, Edward. I. Am." Bella whispered in my ear as she continued to touch me over my pants.
"What do you want?" I gasped as I moved my hips in time with the friction she was creating. I'd agree to just about anything at this point.
"You're going to do it again."
"What again?"
"You're going to finger me again."
"Anytime," I gasped again, my breathing becoming erratic as she palmed me more roughly. She had incredible hands, strong yet warm.
"We'll see. You have to do it again during dinner."
My eyes widened and cock hardened even further at the command and power in her voice. "Tonight."