Subject: Edward Cullen aka The Womanizer
Chapter Twenty – I Need You
We made arrangements for our trip that night. Early Friday morning, I decided I needed to go into the office so I could clear my schedule for the next few days.
Bella wasn't up for shopping and had to ask Alice for a few things for our trip. I wasn't aware of the circumstances that led to their estrangement, which was evident from their telephone conversation the previous morning. When I asked Bella about it she indicated that it had to do with what she had to tell me. I told her I didn't want to know. It seemed she was a little relieved. And I chose not to dwell on it.
Was I being childish or naïve? Yes, but I had no choice. Perhaps it was self-preservation. I had to have her in my life for me to survive. It was as simple as that.
As I rushed to get ready, Bella was flitting in and out of the bathroom getting ready, too. That was unexpected. She didn't think she's going to work, did she?
"Edward, it's only five thirty in the morning. No one is going to be at the office. Would you like me to join you?" Her tone was soft but there was huskiness to it. I cocked an eyebrow in question. The look she gave me was one of lust and desire. I caught on.
Fuck yeah. I nodded, staring at her retreating figure. She had on the same outfit from when I first met her. Her sexy librarian/secretary look got me instantly hard. God, I love this woman.
Twenty minutes later we were heading down to my parking garage. "When are your guests arriving?"
"Rob and his wife should by around one. We should be able to make our four o'clock flight."
"Can I meet Rob and his wife then?" Though I wasn't much of a fan, there were a few songs that I did enjoy.
"Yes, you can. You're not going to go 'fan-girl crazy' are you?" She asked, chuckling When I answered with a curt "no," she only laughed harder.
When we made it to the office, I couldn't contain the grin on my face since no one was in yet. I pulled Bella toward my office in a hurried pace, eager to get to my desk. The imagined image of her hair fanned across my desk was one I wanted as a memory. Once I got to the door, Bella pulled away.
"Edward," she said in a warning tone. "You need to get work done and I need to see if the temp fucked up my system." I pouted but she shook her head. "Call me when you are finished." She smiled at me, placing a chaste kiss on my lips.
I huffed in annoyance, deciding that office sex had to be overrated. At least that was what I told myself so that I'd be able to concentrate on work. Thankfully, I had managed to get most of what I wanted accomplished in only twenty minutes.
Well, that wasn't true. It was more like I finished what I could and gave up. The conjured up image of Bella on my desk was forefront in my mind, and I needed to see her. With a quick stab at the intercom button, I waited for her response.
"Yes," she said sweetly. Oh, I know what game you're playing, Ms. Swan.
"Ms. Swan, I need you in my office now," I said firmly.
"Yes, Mr. Cullen." Her tone matched mine. After a few moments, my door opened and my little vixen strolled in with a little sway of her tantalizing hips. I bit back a groan as I watched her take a seat in chair.
"What can I help you with, Mr. Cullen?" she asked, cocking a perfectly arched eyebrow. She crossed her legs, a smirk firmly in place as I got a view of her panties…or lack thereof.
"Oh God," I groaned, unable to keep the game she played going. "Come here, please." Reluctantly, I pulled my gaze from her lovely legs to see that she wore a smug grin. I glared. I hated it when she won. Fuck it. When she wins, I do too.
Slowly she uncrossed her legs and stood up. I watched every movement her body made as she stalked around my desk toward me. With every step she took, she opened a button of her top, revealing more of her smooth skin to my hungry eyes.
It wasn't until she swatted my hands away that I was aware I'd reached for her. Beneath the blouse was a tantalizing sinful red bra. This one's new, I thought. She lowered herself on top of me, a knee on each side of my hips. My arousal met the heat of hers, throwing my head back as she ground against me. I looked up, her placement had me eye-fucking-level with her chest. I buried my face between them, causing her giggle.
With my hands on her ass and back, I pulled her closer and covered a nipple with my mouth. She moaned softly, punctuating it with a swivel of her hips. Fingers ran roughly through my hair, a hiss when I pushed her blouse off of her delectable shoulders. Nipping and kissing the straps of her bra, I watched as her shirt fell to the floor. With a push, she sat up on her knees again to unclasp her bra. The fabric went slack, and I helped her remove the offending garment, throwing it somewhere behind us.
Her giggle and smile had me pulling her mouth to mine. Thrust, push and pull. Hip to hip, grinding rhythm, earning a deep guttural groan from me. A tilt of my head granted deeper access inside my mouth. Our hands were everywhere, touching, gripping and holding tightly. Mine were on her ass to guide her movements to feed my urge to be deep inside her.
Expert fingers slid down my chest to my belt, undone in record time to release me. Breathless and a bit desperate, we both started to laugh. "I can't believe we're about to do this,' she said. "Isn't it a bit cliché?"
I smirked against her neck, licking the hollow at her throat. "Are you going to let that stop us?"
She shook her head and moaned when I pinched her nipple. Before I could respond further, I heard something outside the door.
"Edward," a voice that I'd know anywhere called out, Carlisle.
"Did you lock the door?" I looked at Bella, whose eyes are wide with panic and she shook her head.
Damn it. "Hide under my desk," I whispered as my door started to open. Bella dove underneath, and I pushed my chair closer to my desk. I tried to pull my zipper up, but Bella stopped me. She wouldn't.
Moments later, my father head popped in and smiled when he saw me at my desk. "Good morning son. What are you doing here so early?" Carlisle asked his face laced with concern.
That was when I felt her hands stroke my erection. I stifled a groan with a cough, using my hand to cover it up. "I—uh, needed to get a couple of things done before I leave this weekend?" I managed to choke out as Bella licked the tip of my fucking dick.
Shit .Fuck. She's doing it. Fuck her mouth!
"Oh, you're heading out of town?" he asked, taking a seat in a chair that Bella sat in earlier. Fuck, my girl was going down on me with my father in the fucking same room. It was hot and very distracting.
"Ugh, yeah," I gasped as she used her teeth over me. Fuck. "Yeah, I'm taking Bella…to…uh Carmel." I gripped of edge of the desk with one hand and the other on the arm rest of my chair. I felt her hands grip my knees, forcing them farther apart. Then she moved her small hand lower and stroked my balls. Fuck!
"She'd love that, Edward." I nodded in agreement, because if I opened my mouth, I'd fucking cry out Bella's name and curse like a fucking sailor. It took all my strength not to thrust to meet her mouth. "Have you called ahead to make sure the house is fully stocked before you leave?"
"Yes." My answer was strangled at best. Bella had taken one of my balls into her mouth and sucked. Was she trying to kill me? Probably.
"Are you taking the jet?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow and a smile.
"Yes," I managed, but just barely. Carlisle rose from his chair, and I was so fucking thankful.
"Well, I'm glad you and Bella are working things out." I nodded as he opened my office door. "Have fun son and you too, Bella." With a wink, he left laughing his ass before closing the door.
She stopped with a pop, and I instantly missed the warmth of her mouth. "Oh God!" she cried out. I pushed away from my desk and she crawled out with a look of mortification. "My bra is hanging from the tree behind you!"
I turned around and sure enough, her bra was hanging from a palm tree. It was my turn to laugh my ass off. I tried to pull her back to me, grinning. "Well that's what you get for doing that with my father in the room," I chastised.
Bella pouted then shrugged her shoulders. "If that's how you feel about it, I'll go," she said firmly, grabbing her bra, blouse. I stopped her and pulled her back to me.
"I loved it, but maybe next time not when someone is in the room. Unless of course, you've changed your mind about a threesome." I grinned, wiggling my eyebrows. She playfully slapped me.
"Well there was this guy at the gym," she teased. "He's fucking gorgeous."
I growled and bit down on her left breast. I sucked long and hard, marking her like the possessive asshole I was. "Mine." When she pulled away, I immediately took hold of her. She explained she only wanted to lock the door.
By the time she'd done that, I had removed my jacket, tie and shirt. She laughed at my enthusiasm, but she stopped short and stood in front of my desk.
"I'm not wearing any panties, remember?" she claimed, placing both of her hands flat on my desk and wiggled her hips. I smirked and made my way to stand behind her. I pulled up skirt, fuck, and such a beautiful sight. Warm, slick skin as I brushed two fingers against her slit.
"So wet," I panted as I bunched up her skirt and gripped her hips to bring them closer to me. I quickly dropped my pants and boxers. "Baby, get on your elbows." I hadn't given her a chance to comply before I slammed in hard and deep. She collapsed on her forearms from the force I used.
"Fuck, Edward," she gasped, gripping the other side of the desk. She pushed and pulled, meeting me thrust for thrust.
I grunted in response. Fuck, I missed her. All of her. "So fucking tight like this, fuck." I groaned as she pushed back harder. I bent over her and took a fistful of hair while I gripped onto her hips with my other hand.
"Yes, fuck yes!" she screamed, panting hard. I pulled a little harder and had her back arched enough to move my free hand under her. Pulling and twisting at her nipples. Our bodies moved perfect rhythm, covered in light sheen of sweat.
"Ugh…Bella…fuck." I gasped, so fucking close. Fuck. I took my hand from her pert nipple, sliding down and discovering her swollen clit. I rubbed against it, hoping she would reach her peak soon. I wasn't going to last too much longer.
She gasped in between thrusts and finally she clutched around me so tightly, I couldn't stop from following her. I prolonged our release with a few more thrusts as our names mingled it the air along with our pants and the scent of sex. I pulled her against me and collapsed with her on my lap on a chair behind me.
My arms wrapped tightly around her small body as we both tried to catch our breath for several minutes. "Do…you think he'll say anything?" Bella asked between breathes.
"No, he's not like Emmett." I kissed her neck behind her ear.
"Mmm…that's a relief," Bella gasped as I used my teeth to graze her skin.
"I love you," I whispered in her ear.
"I love you," she said softly, wiggling her hips.
I stilled her movements before she made me hard again, already at halfway there. "Bella," I warned.
"Sorry." She giggled when I tried to touch her again. I groaned when she jumped off my lap.
"Edward, we have all weekend," she teased.
"I know." I started to pick up my clothes. "I just can't help it when you're naked." I grinned.
"Get dressed, get some work done and then we'll be able to leave." Bella placed a kiss on my jaw, while buttoning up her blouse. Which was a fucking tragedy since her chest was beautiful.
"Are you done already?"
"I'm done. The temp wasn't so bad. She happened to be Margret's sister. I should probably train her since I took Carlisle's offer."
I stilled with my pants only partially on. "What did you say?"
"I took Carlisle's offer, Edward," she said softly. "Last week before all this happened." She looked at me a little sad and apprehensive. "I would've taken it even if we hadn't been on a break." Of course, she would have.
"I understand since the position is practically made for you," I said as I finished dressing. "But you should've told me." She had to have heard the disappointment in my voice, offering her hand. I pulled her closer.
"I know. To be honest, I hadn't thought about it until we arrived here at the office."
I sighed. "I understand Bella."
She gave one of her breathtaking smiles and jumped into my arms. "Thank you for understanding. We can still do lunch." The coy look in her eyes told me that she expects me to deliver daily.
"Lunch time trysts, I think I like the sound of that," I whispered, kissing her soft lips.
"The good thing is that Emmett agreed to change offices with me, so I'll be closer." Bella placed another soft lingering kiss on my lips, swats my ass, and then left my office.
Should I be offended that she chose a job over me? No, because I knew her enough to know that her charity work is important to her, and I was there to support her.
Lunch and copy room trysts sounded better and better the more I thought about it. We managed to make it back to her apartment ninety minutes later. Alice was there waiting with Bella's things.
She approached Bella slowly; her eyes were filled with tears. "Bella," she whispered. Bella sighed and opened her arms wide. Alice threw herself into her arms and started to sob uncontrollably. Together they made their way to the bedroom for some privacy.
I told myself that I don't want to know. As long as they worked it out that it was none of my business. It looked Bella had already forgiven her, so I had nothing to worry about. I knocked on her bedroom door softly.
"Bella, I'm heading to my apartment to get my bag packed. I'll be back in a while."
Bella answered and gave me a small smile. "That's fine, Edward. I'll see you in a bit." With a brief kiss, I left and made my way to my apartment.
There was a secret; a secret that could potentially end our relationship. It was a secret that was gnawing at my sanity. But to preserve my sanity, I also had to forget about it. I knew one day the secret would have to be told, if I wanted to continue my life with Bella.
I wanted the dream. The dream, I saw whenever I closed my eyes. Bella was my wife and the mother of my children. I had to believe that whatever she had to tell me that we'd get through it together. I wasn't ready to let her go, nor would I ever be.
After packing my bag and confirming our flight information, I was back at her apartment. Through her door I could hear the strum of a guitar. I entered without knocking, to find Bella waiting for me.
"Come on," she whispered, taking my hand, leading me into the living room. On the leather chaise was Rob Thomas and his wife. Jasper sat in a chair across from them, strumming on a guitar. Alice sat on the arm of Jasper's chair, acknowledging my presence with a smile.
"Edward, this is Rob and Marisol Thomas." Rob and I shook hands as Marisol stood up gracefully to offer her hand. She reminded me so much of Rosalie except she had dark brown hair that was in a messy ponytail. In that sense, she reminded me of Bella when comfort was more important to her than fashion.
"It's nice to meet you, Edward," Marisol stated, cocking an eyebrow toward Bella. "Bella has told us so much about you. Except about how hot you are."
Bella laughed and shook her head. "Please, don't feed his ego." She laughed when I mocked offense. "Okay you two, so are we in agreement?" Bella asked as she sat in a chair in from of Rob.
"One third of the concert's proceeds with go toward Sidewalk Angels, the rest will go to New Beginnings," Rob indicated, tapping his chin with one of his fingers. "Then the proceeds of the Live CD will be divided and go toward each artist's charity of their choice."
Bella nodded, I looked over to her and looked at her in confusion. "You're doing a Live CD?"
"Yes, Rob said that it would help bring more money in. It's perfect. We'll be offering it on the company website, on New Beginnings website, Rob's website and each of the artists agreed to offer it through their own, too." Bella smiled; her eyes were filled with so much happiness. Oh baby, I missed you so much.
"With word of mouth, you should be able to get the rest of the money for the first few projects of your foundation." I grinned back at her. I was truly in awe of her giving heart and of those willing to help her.
"The good thing is that the concert has already been sold out. I'm not sure how you managed to get the stadium to agree for us to put a concert there." Rob chuckled. "But then again, you have always been a master of persuasion."
"I do what I can. I met up with the owners and they agreed whole-heartily." Bella smiled scrunching her little nose.
"What stadium?" Jasper asked.
"Quest Field, home of the Seattle Seahawks," Bella said smugly. "They have a wonderful community outreach program so they're happy to give me a hand."
"So what songs did you want to work with, Rob?" Bella asked, getting up from her chair and pushing me into it. She settled herself on my lap. I grinned and wrapped my arms around her waist. Marisol giggled beside her husband.
"Little Wonders, Street Corner Symphony and we can do Time After Time," Rob suggested.
"You can start with Little Wonders then we can do Time After Time together then we'll put someone or another group up. The last song should be Street Corner Symphony. I think it's perfect."
"Maybe we can get everyone else on stage to help me out," Rob offered.
"That would be unforgettable!" Bella said.
"So Time After Time," Marisol said, looking at Bella. "As a duet?"
"I can just join you during the chorus?" Bella stated like a question.
"Join in when it feels natural," Rob suggested, looking over at Jasper who just nodded. Bella nodded as Jasper started to play. Marisol and Alice started clapping in rhythm to the music. Bella shifted slightly on my lap to face Rob.
"Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick…" Rob started, giving Bella a look of encouragement.
"And think of you," they sang in unison
By the end of the verse Bella had completely floored me. I never knew she could sing. She joined Rob, during certain lines of each verse and they sang the chorus together. The last verse Bella took the lead and Rob followed through.
Jasper finished strumming the last chords. We all sat quietly for a moment before we all starting clapping and giving Bella and Rob words of praise.
"Bella that was beautiful, love," I said, squeezing his waist. "I had no idea you can sing like that."
"I was in choir throughout high school. It's the only activity my big brother didn't over shadow me in," Bella said sheepishly. She averted her eyes from mine and looked over to Rob. "So was that good?"
"It was perfect, Bella. It's an honor to have you join me on the stage."
"The honor and bragging rights are all mine," she quipped, laughing. After that, Bella and Rob spent about an hour practicing.
I looked over at Jasper as he played a quiet tune for Alice, who had nothing but love in her eyes as she lays her head on his shoulder. Does Bella look at me that way? Do I look at her that way?
It was ridiculous to think that in less than two months Bella literally had me wrapped around her little finger. I honestly couldn't imagine my life without her. I would do anything to make sure I didn't have to.
We boarded my company's private jet a little before three thirty in the afternoon. I gave Bella a tour of the company jet. The main passenger area was set up like a living room. There were two large televisions and large roomy comfy cream leather seats. I continued the tour, showing her bathroom and where someone can catch a few winks on a nice full bed. I never had the pleasure of using it. I wanted to rectify that.
"Is there a reason that the bedroom is on the last leg of this tour?" Bella purred in my ear, taking my earlobe in her mouth and sucking gently. My arms wrapped around her body tightly.
"I have no clue to what you may be referring to, love," I teased and bent to press my lips on hers.
"Mile high club? Are you a member?" she cocked an eyebrow and walked back to the main area to take her seat.
"No," I said softly. "You, woman, are a fucking tease." I grabbed her from behind and pressed myself against her backside. I moved her hair off her shoulder and pressed my lips on her neck, she moved a little to give me more access. She closed her eyes to lose herself to the sensations, grinding her ass against me. Then we heard someone clear their throat. I stopped and looked at the offending person.
Fuck. Bree. Not good.
"Mr. Cullen, it's so good to see you again," Bree said suggestively, stalking toward Bella and me.
"Bree. I specifically asked for Rachel to accompany the crew for this flight," I said firmly with a touch of warning. I stood protectively in front of Bella, though I wasn't sure whom I was protecting. I was positive that Bella could kick her ass. The problem was I didn't want it to come to that.
Bree was always just a little too clingy, and I always thought she was a few steps from obsession. When my father and I agreed to get a private jet for company and personal trips, we hand-picked our choice of pilots and flight attendants. They would be at our disposal in a day's notice.
Admittedly, I hand-picked the flight attendants mostly based on looks. Okay, all based on looks. My mother picked Rachel a fifty year old grandmother of two. I chose her for this flight to be safe. But now, I was fucked.
I had to admit, I never had joined the mile high club because my father or mother would usually accompany me on business trips. There was never a chance, but once we hit the ground, Bree made the first move after our first flight together.
She had been a distraction, before I went to a big business meeting for my first billion dollar project. She was just my way for me to release any unwanted tension. Like I said before, I was a fucking ass. I took her offer twice before, but at the moment I thought that I was being punished being such a fucking whore before Bella.
I stood in a plane where the door had closed and sealed with my girlfriend and a clingy chick that I fucked at least twice. I honestly couldn't remember, because it wasn't very memorable.
"Rachel had to cancel. Her cute little grandson, Cody, had a bad fall and broke his leg." Bree smiled sweetly. I rolled my eyes at her obvious attempts to step back into my good graces or back into my pants. Bree hated kids; she made that quite obvious when we bumped into kids at the hotel we'd last met at.
"Edward?" Bella said behind me her voice a little tense.
Before I could turn to talk to her, Bree decided to interrupt. "Well, we'll be taking off in a few minutes. Please take your seats," she said quite business like but her glare in Bella's direction told me otherwise.
I returned her glare. "Thank you, Bree. That will be all for now." I watched her go and exhaled loudly.
Bella quickly side stepped me and took a seat in one of the single seats instead of in one of the seats that accommodated two. With her eyes on me, hard and cold, she took out her iPod from her bag. I took a step toward her, but she maxed out the volume of her iPod and held up a heeled-foot against to my chest to stop me. I pushed against it, placing my hands on her ankle.
"Bella, baby, please talk to me," I pleaded as my hands ran down her leg. She shook her head, her eyes still on mine. I heard the door open and Bree walked toward me with a smug smirk. She was clearly pleased with herself. Fuck.
"Mr. Cullen, we'll leave in just a minute. Please take your seat." With a strong push from Bella, I fell into the seat behind me. "Do you need help with your seat belt, Mr. Cullen?" Bree asked, making her way toward me. What the fuck was the crazy bitch doing? Bella would claw her eyes out. I know if the situation was reversed I would.
Thankfully, before I could respond, Bella decided not to be mad at me long enough to send Bree a glare that made her step back. Bella removed her seat belt and leaned over just enough to help me with my seat belt, and then she fucking palmed me, making my eyes roll and had me groan.
"That will be all," Bella said firmly. Bree huffed before turning on her heel and closed the door behind her.
"Bella."
"Shut up, Edward," she said her tone menacing.
"Bella, I asked for –"
"Save it," she growled, turning her attention back to her iPod. The pilot announced that we were leaving. I sighed. What a fucking perfect way to start out the weekend. She remained quiet while during takeoff, and for several minutes afterward. She remained quiet despite my pleas for her to talk to me.
The light overhead indicated it was safe to move about the plane and Bella was out of her seat a second later. She walked into the bedroom and closed the door behind her, locking it. Fuck. Not a moment later, Bree walked out behind the other door. She made a show to look for Bella, as if she hadn't been watching. I rolled my eyes.
"So Edward, should we meet at our usual place?"
"No," I said firmly.
"Oh, come on Edward, it's obvious your secretary isn't going to give you any now," she teased and lifted her hand to touch me.
I stepped back before I answered her, "First of all, whether I get any or not, it's none of your business. And secondly, she's my girlfriend."
She fucking laughed. "Edward Cullen does not do girlfriends. You do other guy's girlfriends but you do not have girlfriends." She placed her hand on her hip, like she was stating the obvious.
"I do now," I said this time glaring. She was really getting on my fucking nerves.
"Yes, you do," Bella said from behind me. The look on Bree's face was one of obvious jealously as she looked behind me.
I turned around and my jaw dropped. Bella moved to the sofa-like seat and laid back She was in a tiny black bikini with something see-through tied around her waist.
"May I have a bottle of water please?" she asked sweetly. Bree glared at her then turned her attention to me.
"Do you need something, Mr. Cullen?"
"Nope, I'm good," I answered my eyes still glued to Bella's tantalizing body. I barely noticed when Bree left. Bella kept her eyes on mine as I knelt down beside her. "Are you mad at me?" She shook her head, her eyes on mine. She bit her lip and I couldn't help it. "May I kiss you, love?" I whispered my lips, lingering near her ear.
"If you must," she said breathlessly, but it was followed with a satisfied smirk. I ran a trail of wet kisses from her ear to the corner of her mouth, whispering that I loved her and only her.
"I love you," I whispered. Kiss. "Only you, my love," I said, my voice low. Kiss. "Always you." I kissed her cheek. Before I reached her lips we were interrupted again. I groaned as I heard Bree clear her throat behind me. Take a fucking hint, jeez!
"Here you go, Mr. Cullen," Bree said rather firmly, her voice even cracked. I didn't understand why until I looked at Bella. The look she was giving Bree would make anyone want to wither up and die. I shuddered. I hoped I would never earn that look.
"Thank you." Bella smiled sweetly, holding up her hand for Bree to give her the water. Bree scowled but took another few steps to give Bella the bottle of Evian.
"Now if you bother us again without being called," Bella said staring at Bree. "We'll be forced to make an emergency landing." Bree's eyes widened, swallowed and nodded. She was gone in a flash.
"Damn Bella." I chuckled but Bella scowled at me, looking serious again.
"Honestly Edward, is there anywhere in the world that we can go where we won't bump into a past conquest?"
She didn't want me to answer that. "Oh god, don't answer that," Bella gasped. "I just have to get used to it, but is Carmel even fucking safe for us to go? Because I don't need this shit all damn weekend." Bella looked at me. She was waiting for an answer.
Shit, there was Rebecca at my favorite restaurant. Then there was Jessi and Amanda at my favorite club. Oh yeah, there was Kelly and Chelsea at the local burger joint. My lack of answering gave Bella her answer.
"I guess we'll be staying in all weekend." Bella sighed as she closed her eyes and turned up her music. She pushed me away but I refused to leave her side and continued to caress her arm or legs. Anything I could touch. I just needed to know that we were okay.
She started to sing along with the music after several minutes. "I wanna to drink that shot of whiskey. I wanna smoke that cigarette. I wanna smell that sweet addiction on my breath." She continued to hum. "I need you. Like a needle needs a vain."
I hadn't recognized the song, but I remained by her side, kissing her neck to hopefully entice a response. I felt her arm move and she removed one of the earbuds and put it in my ear.
Her hand caressed my cheek as she looked at me her eyes once again filled with emotion. An emotion she only had for me. A female's voice came through the bud as she sang along, letting the words sink in and linger.
It was her way of letting me know just how much she needed and loved me. "I wanna get lost in some corner booth, cantina in Mexico. I wanna dance to the static of AM radio. I wanna wrap the moon around us, lay beside you skin on skin." Her thumb grazed my lip as she stared into my eyes.
The song was her confession – no declaration – that she loved me unconditionally. She needed me like I needed her.
As the song ended, she smiled and pulled me over her. Desperate to feel her, I covered her mouth with mine, shifting my hips against hers. My hands roamed every inch of her exposed torso. I relished in the softness of her creamy silky skin.
"I need you, please," she gasped as I nipped at the swell of one of her breasts. I had to feel how much she needed me, see how ready she was. Fingertips moved over the warm skin around her navel, moving beneath her bikini bottoms. Wet. Hot. Slick. I slipped two fingers inside her, groaning and shifting my cock against her thigh.
Her back arched, her hips moving toward my hand. Silently asking for more, and I do, adding another finger. In. Out. In. Out. Deep. Moan. A brush of my thumb across her clit elicited a breathy gasp from her lips. Fingers tightened in my hair, pulling my lips to hers, moaning with every move of my fingers. Curled fingers find the something deep inside her, her body stilled for a moment then she trembled in my arms. My eyes were on hers as I brought my fingers to my mouth to taste her.
"Are you ready to become a member?" she asked coyly.
"Fuck yes."
I scooped her up in my arms and made my way to the bedroom toward the rear of the plane. Hands everywhere. Clothes tossed in every direction. Our laughter was rich and thick in the air. I wanted her desperately.
"Bella, "I said huskily. "Fuck, I need to be inside you." My words are grunts, groans and breathless, her hands on me. Touching and stroking me with precision and perfection.
"Did you take your vitamins this morning?" Bella teased. I growled, nipping at her neck, earning a little yelp. "No, how about eat your Fuck-Me-Flakes?" She continued to goad me.
That one earned a smack to her ass and toss on her bed. She only giggled in return. I glared at her and pounced, grabbing her wrists and held them above her. My lips descended her tasty pink nipples as she wiggled under me.
"Bella," I warned her.
"You did bring your Extenze for the weekend, didn't you?" Bella asked, smirking.
"You know I don't need any of that fucking shit," I snapped, savagely taking her lips. Thrusts, exploration and moans with lips and tongues.
"How do I know?" she asked against my lips when I finally pulled back to breathe.
"Baby, one look at you and I'm hard for hours," I said honestly and I nipped at her lips again. As I took hold of her bottom lip, I felt her hand on me. Her fingertip brushed over the head of my cock, teasing. I groaned and thrust inside her.
Gasps and groans. Over and over I thrust myself deep inside her. She screamed my name in a chant as her hands tugged on my hair. Left, right her head shook as desire coursed through us. With determination in her eyes, she pushed against my chest. I looked at her confused.
"Kneel," she gasped. I complied, excited for what laid ahead. "Grab a pillow, fold it and put it under the middle of my back." I completed her instructions; the pillowed caused her hips to be higher in the air.
Then she placed each of her legs over each of my shoulders. Fuck. "Now give it to me, baby," she purred with a naughty wink and wiggle of her hips. She arched her back off the bed to put most of her weight on her shoulders and upper back. The angle, the leverage was fucking awesome. There she laid out before me, tits in the air, imprinting the sight of her in my mind forever.
I pounded into her with everything I had. She screamed with each thrust and I grunted with the depth I was achieving. I experimented by grabbing her legs to help give me more leverage or leaning closer to fold her legs against her chest. Each one enticed more moans and grunts from each other.
Fuck, my baby was flexible, bendable and a screamer.
We were covered in sweat and gasped for our release. Bella moved her fingers over her clit as the others pinched one of her nipples. "Harder, Bella," I gasped, watching her ministrations. She smirked and licked her lips. The hand on her breast traveled farther south and around her hip until she found what she was looking for. My fucking balls.
"Fuck!" I gasped, throwing my head back. "Bellllla!"
"Come with me," she said breathlessly. That was all it took. I felt her clench around me just as I started to twitch inside her. I buried my head against her neck, groaning from my release. Fuck. When I realized Bella's uncomfortable position, I removed the pillow from under her and pulled her on top of me.
After we managed to catch our breath we both started to laugh. "What the hell was that?" I asked, kissing her hair.
"That was the master teaching her Padawan a thing or two." She giggled.
"And here I thought I was going to teach you something," I grumbled. Hey I knew what I was doing in bed.
"Ah, but have you reached Jedi level?" Bella looked at me seriously. "I'm serious. You never really managed to stay long enough with anyone, so you never really explored all aspects of sex. Most women don't bring a guy back to their apartment and go into more of their darkest desires."
"Darkest desires?" I repeated, turning our bodies so that we'd face each other.
"Have you ever submitted?" She cocked an eyebrow. "Have you ever dominated another?"
"I've never submitted to anyone except for the time where you had me finger you under the table." I shrugged my shoulders.
"So you've never been tied up and blindfolded?" Bella looked at me in disbelief.
"I never knew or trusted a woman long enough for her to tie me up. I was asked many times but I said no each time. I carry a lot of cash I wasn't about to allow them that and have them take off with everything I had on me."
"And you haven't ever tied up anyone else either?"
I shook my head. Trust had to go both ways. I hadn't trusted the women I fucked enough to allow them to tie me up so in turn they hadn't trusted me.
"Well, then it's going to be an interesting weekend?" Bella smirked as her hand slid down my torso. I fucking shuddered, interesting indeed.
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