Subject: Edward Cullen aka The Womanizer
Chapter Twenty-One – Triste
Bella refused to tell me what our weekend would entail, but that she'd have to improvise since she hadn't brought any of her toys with her.
"I've never seen any of your toys," I grumbled. What the fuck? I was her boyfriend and that should entitle me to a view of this collection.
"I wasn't sure if you're ready for that yet." She shrugged and draped a leg over my hip, pulling me closer. I was lying on my side facing her, entranced with her pretty pink nipples. My thumb gently teasing a peak until it hardened.
"What does that mean?" I looked at her in question.
"Well, like you said to even attempt something like bondage, you really need to be able to trust that person."
"So before you didn't trust me?" The thought that she hadn't trusted me hurt a little.
"I trusted you, eventually."
"So what stopped you after you trusted me?"
"Well I wasn't sure if you trusted me?"
"Of course I trust you. You haven't done anything for me not to trust you, love," I said playing with a curl of her long hair.
"I don't deserve your trust," she whispered, hiding her face against my chest, her arms tightening around me. I understood why she felt that way, because there was something she still needed to tell me. "Edward, I think that we –"
"No, Bella. Not yet, please." It was a plea as I took her face in my hands to look in her eyes.
"Edward, but…" she argued, but there must have been something in my eyes that caused her to stop. "Please remember I wanted to tell you."
"I won't forget." I placed a kiss on the tip of her nose.
"We have a little while before we land," she said as her fingernail circled my nipple.
"Is there anymore positions you'd like to try in the friendly sky?"
We both thought for a moment. "Tongs!" We laughed for a few moments. I wrapped my arms around her to pull her over me. "Tongs it is, love," I whispered as I nipped at her bottom lip.
"Mmm, I love you," Bella whispered. Exploring fingers along my abdomen made their way down. I groaned as she took a firm hold of me. I thrust my hips a few times, unable to resist as tension built. Her grip tightened, causing me to groan deeply. She laughed as I grazed my stubble laden jaw along her neck, but I put that to a stop when I bit her neck.
"Ugh, Edward," she gasped. Her fingers fell away from my cock to pull my lips back to her eager mouth. We both moaned, grinding our hips against each other. Then there was knock on the door. Bella stiffened on top of me and she sat up straighter on my abdomen.
"Oh, hell no." She jumped off of me and grabbed my t-shirt, throwing it on. She turned toward me, glaring. "Stay under that sheet or else," she snarled at me. She opened the door but just a bit. "Yes." Tight jaw, clenched teeth. Fuck she was pissed.
"I'm a…sorry to bother you, but you have an emergency call, a Karen White."
"Shit, give it here." Bella closed the door with a black cordless phone in her hand. "Karen?" She looked worried. I cocked an eyebrow in question, but she shook her head. Who the fuck was Karen again? "Couldn't this wait until I returned Monday night?" I tried not to overhear, but she looked nervous. "I understand, that is good news." Bella walked over to her bag, pulling out her Blackberry.
"I won't be able to go next week. The week after that, I have several meetings and have to put the finishing touches for the concert. In December I can give you two days before the gala. Yes. All right. New York, December twelfth and thirteenth, sounds good. I'll see you then Karen. Thank you."
Bella pressed a button on the phone then jumped up and down. "I sold my first novel!" She threw her arms in the air and shook her hips, an enticing image. I laughed and grabbed her, pulling her on the bed.
"First novel? I thought you already had three books out?" I pulled my shirt of her body.
"I do…," she gasped as I roll her nipple between my fingers. "But they all pertain to sex and how to books. This was a novel with my name on it, not my pen name."
"What's your pen name?" I asked her, and then I took an erect nipple in my mouth. Fuck, she always tasted so good.
"Oh God…stop teasing me. It's time to celebrate," she gasped in between breaths.
"Celebratory tongs?" I suggested, grinding my erection against her thigh.
"Fuck, yes," she said and she tugged my hair to pull my mouth on hers. Air Tongs: The only way to fly.
~oOo~
When we pulled into the driveway of my vacation home, the sun was about to set. Bella turned to give me a breathing taking smile, jumping out of the car, running toward the beach. Her heeled sandals tossed behind her. I followed her and watched her silhouetted body against the bright canvas of the horizon.
The view was inspiring. Her hair and skirt flowed around her in the wind. The look on her face was of pure elation, joy, and contentment. She looked happy, and I was the one that made her happy. She was the only one that had made me happy in such a long time. My life.
I wrapped my arms around her from behind. She sighed and relaxed against me.
"It's so beautiful, Edward," she whispered, watching the sun disappear.
"It's okay, but you are much more breathtaking," I stated, kissing her shoulder. She shivered. "Are you cold?" I asked and rubbed my hands over her arms.
She laughed. "No, Edward, it's just the effect you have on me."
I laughed. "Hmm, so I have an effect on you?" I could almost hear her eyes roll.
"Like you don't know you dazzle me."
"I dazzle you?" I teased.
"All the time."
"It doesn't seem like it," I said a bit more serious.
"Why, because I don't drop my panties every time you smile?"
I chuckled. "Something like that."
She turned to face me and took my face. "Trust me, I'm a good actress. I know how to pretend you don't dazzle me."
"Why would you have to pretend?" I asked confused at her confession.
"Well, if I didn't, I'd jump you in the car, in the hall way, in the office, or in a middle of a crowded restaurant. You, mister, tease me every time you look at me," she admitted in a serious tone.
"Well shit if I would've known, I would've continued to tease you."
"Exactly," Bella whispered, kissing me on my lips.
"Well you know what you do to me. I fucking can't keep my hands off of you," I growled, grinding my growing erection against her hip. I proved my point, palming her ass.
"Behave. It'd be nice if you can give me a tour of your house first."
"Fine," I grumbled, swatting her ass. "Cock tease."
Bella walked toward our rental car to retrieve our bags. "You haven't seen anything yet."
I groaned and ran up to her, throwing her over my shoulder, popping the trunk open with the key alarm. I grabbed our two bags and closed the truck. Bella was remarkably quiet. "Bella?"
"What?" she growled.
"What's wrong?"
"Oh nothing, I like having all the blood rushing to my head," she said in a sweet voice, but it was a bit strained.
Well, that sweet voice told me I was in for it. I shuddered a little and moved to the front door of my two story beach house. It was painted in a light brown with white trim. Most of the top floor consisted of windows. The master bedroom was situated on the top floor. The whole room allowed for a perfect view of the ocean. The private bathroom held a large Jacuzzi tub and a two-person shower, with its own spectacular view.
It was the first time I had brought someone here with me. I often used it to just get away from everything. Though I used to frequent the local hotspots, I never brought any of those women here. I was happy that I had chosen to do that. I never wanted to share this place with anyone, until Bella. I placed her on feet once I opened the door. She pushed me aside and grabbed her bag. "Bella?"
"Go upstairs, strip, shower, get on the bed and wait for me," she growled, heading to toward one of the bedrooms.
"Bella," I said. She turned and grabbed me by the fucking balls.
"Mistress, do you understand?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow and smirked. I gulped and nodded. "Answer me?" she asked her voice low and so fucking hot.
I dropped my head down and replied, "Yes, Mistress."
"Good. Run along now." I turned and she swatted my ass, and then turned toward another bedroom. Once she was inside, I grabbed my bag and sprinted upstairs. I was beyond excited for what was about to happen and a little nervous. I never let myself be at the mercy of another, much less a woman.
I was thankful that I called ahead to have the house readied for our arrival. Since I was gone most of the time, the water heater was turned off. I would hate for Bella to take a cold shower. And I was a little scared of what her reaction could be.
I stripped and threw my clothes in the hamper. I stepped in the hot shower and rinsed the sticky perspiration from my body, already fucking hard. For a moment, I thought about relieving myself, but where was the fun in that. I shivered, remembering why I was so sticky. Flying high had never been so fucking fun before.
What a great weekend so far. We already made love twice, but then again I'd have count the office encounter, too. I wanted to see if could break my record from our first weekend together at the falls.
I toweled off about six minutes later, in a rush to get the rest of the weekend started. To be honest I really wanted to find out what Bella had in store for me. The bed was neat and tidy, cackling I removed some pillows and comforter. Not wanting to ruin the mood, I opened the curtains to the night sky with full moon. The sound of the waves crashing into the rocks nearby was so peaceful.
I sighed in contentment. A few moments later, I heard the distinct sound of heels clicking on the stairs. Shit. I jumped on the bed just before the bedroom door opened. I lay still on the bed, naked and so fucking ready for Bella.
"Beautiful," I heard her whisper. Need and desire had me fighting the instinct to turn toward her voice. However, I thought it wouldn't be wise, because Bella was in charge.
"From now on you talk only when I allow you to," she murmured seductively. God, had she any idea what her voice did to me? "You will call me Mistress. You will come only when I allow you to. You will do as I say and if you don't comply, there will be consequences. Nod if you understand."
I nodded, my breathing already heavy. I was fucking panting and she hadn't even touched me yet.
"Your safe word is 'red.' Use it if at any time you wish for me to stop everything. If you choose to continue say 'green' and I will continue. If you want me to continue with caution say 'yellow.' Nod if you understand." I nodded and I felt her neat the foot of the bed. My heart rate doubled the closer she was.
"Normally, I would punish you with a crop but I don't have one. Your belts are too thick and would cause more pain than pleasure. So I'll be using a swift hand. Let's hope I don't have to use it." I felt her hands on my left ankle, surprised by her sudden touch, I moved away from her. That was when I felt that swift hand come across the inside of my thigh.
Fuck. It hurt but the sting sent a pleasurable shiver up my body, causing my dick to twitch.
"Do you want me to stop?" she asked, taking my ankle and tying something around it. I felt her pull my leg further down the bed and I allowed her to. I felt my foot brush against the bed post, and I knew it was her way to let me know what she was doing.
I shook my head, my eyes finally on hers. She smiled and tied my ankle. I kept as still as possible as she worked to do the same with the other. Soft, warm fingers traveled up my arm where she took my hand and kissed my palm. With a sexy smile she tied it to the bed post with a stocking. She worked the other in the same manner.
She hadn't punished me for looking at her, so I let my eyes roam across her body. She was clad in a black satin and lace corset that left very little to the imagination. Her full breasts were pushed together and almost spilling out of the top. Tiny matching panties, a charcoal garter belt, finishing the ensemble were black stilettos.
"Like what you see?" she asked, smirking.
"Fuck yes," I said, without fucking thinking. Her hands slapped my left nipple. "Fuck!" She looked at me and struck me again.
"I didn't say you could talk. For that you deserve this." She pulled out a fucking scarf and straddled my abdomen. I groaned and this time my right nipple felt the sting. Shit.
"Don't vocalize." There was that smirk again. I thought that she was enjoyed it a little too much. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep me from growling at her. She knew it, too. She tied the scarf around my eyes, slipping my vision into complete darkness.
"Mmm, I rather like it seeing you like this," she whispered in my ear. "All spread out for my pleasure."
Fuck, I shivered; my body trembling with anticipation and need. I felt her move off me and the bed. I stifled a groan, missing the contact of her warm body on mine.
Something soft touched me above the bonds around my right ankle. It wasn't a fingertip, but something softer or lighter, possibly a feather. The feather traveled from my ankle up my thigh in a slow, barely there caress. I wanted to squirm beneath the touch. I wasn't ticklish but my senses had been heightened without my vision. The feather traveled across my hip and down my other leg before making another trip higher. The feather's circuit went along the dips of my hips, causing me to buck.
Her swift hand hit me on the inside of my thigh. I groaned in pleasure and pain, causing her to follow with another two slaps in the same area.
"Red!" Fuck. Shit. That stung. She stilled, allowing me time to relax. "Yellow," I whispered.
She rubbed the warmed area with her fingers and placed wet kisses over it. I want to groan aloud again. Her fucking mouth was so close to where I wanted it to be. My cock was sorely neglected, but I managed to keep my mouth shut. She continued the feathery torture and circled each of my nipples. The feeling was amazing, sending more pleasurable sensations through my body. I sighed when I felt the feather brush over my lips.
"Now I'm going to do that again, but with my tongue," she whispered against my lips. I bit back a moan. The feather descended on my cock, along the sensitive head and veins before she discarded it. God, I needed to vocalize or I'd fucking burst.
She shifted over my body and I felt her tongue against my ankle, slowly making her way up my calf. She nipped at my knee and on the inside of my thigh. "You may speak if you wish," she murmured.
I groaned and gasped at the same time. Her tongue swirled and sucked a small patch of skin near the base of my cock. I wanted her mouth on me. Soft, plump lips teased my hips and teeth grazed the sensitive area again. I whimpered and fucking moaned like a love sick fool.
She continued her tongue-fucking-exploration down my other leg, driving me insane with need and want. Bella straddled me and sucked on my nipples, bypassing my poor cock. I thrashed against my restraints and she bit my left pectoral muscle hard. I cursed but managed not to safe word. Something warm and wet was on my torso. Fuck it was her arousal. To know that her new form of torture aroused her so much had me begging.
"Mistress," I gasped as she gently sucked on my neck.
"Yes?" she asked, ascending to my jaw. I groaned when she took my ear in her mouth.
"I… need you."
"What do you need, my love?" She asked huskily in my ear.
"I need to be inside you." I bucked my hips as her lips covered mine. Her tongue pushed into my mouth. I moaned in her mouth, letting her sweet, soft tongue caress my own.
When she pulled away I growled in frustration. "Relax, love," she said firmly. "I haven't finished with my exploring."
In a mere moment, she went from straddling my abdomen to sitting between my legs. Her hot little tongue nipped and licked the sides of my length, sucking off the cum that accumulated on my tip. I moaned in pleasure, and I couldn't help but buck my hips.
She slapped my thigh again. I hissed in pleasure and pain as she finally took my cock in her mouth. The sensations were fucking overwhelming. I felt everything. I felt the way her tongue pressed against the vain, they way her teeth grazed against my overly sensitive skin.
Her hands massaged my thighs. One of her hands wrapped around the base of my cock and the other cupped my balls.
"Fuck!" I growled, trying to keep still. I never wanted her to stop. The thread in my gut tightened, I was so fucking close. She realized it too, because the next moment her mouth was gone.
"Not yet," she said. She lifted my hips, grabbing my ass hard, digging her nails into my flesh. I growled but didn't use the safe words. My body shook with need, but I managed to remain still. "Very good." Her whispered words were in my ear. "I think that deserves a reward. What would you like?"
"To come, Mistress," I moaned as she shifted her pussy over me.
"Except that," she teased, nipping at one of my sensitive nipples.
"Fuck!" I growled against my better judgment. Three quick successions of slaps stung at my chest. I found my voice, "I want to be inside you!"
"Mmm, I concur," she cooed. Warmth engulfed the tip of my erection. I moaned and begged. She slammed down, causing us to both moan. God, she felt fucking amazing!
A string of profanities left my lips over and over again as she rode me hard. Her nails scratched at my chest, her teeth nibbled on my flesh, and hips rolled against me. The sting from my sweat met my raw skin, making me shudder.
Hips to hips, I started to thrust up to meet her. Muscles clenched around me, and I wondered if she was close. Then she unclenched and then clenched me again. What the fuck?
She continued doing it several times, causing me to groan and hiss. I wanted to fucking grab her and pound into her. I pulled at my restraints again, and then she was gone.
"Bella!" I snapped, thrashing my hips and head on the bed. She slapped my thigh again.
"It's Mistress!" She took a hold of my face, slapping my cheek. It wasn't hard but enough to get the point across.
"Please," I gasped, stilling my aching body. She sighed and kissed my cheek and the corner of my mouth. I felt her move over me, taking me inside her in reverse Damn, she felt fucking perfect, bouncing and rolling above me.
A war raged within me. I wanted her to continue her little scene but at the same time I wanted to take over. Her little moans and whimpers drove me closer to that need. I tested the restraints around my hands and noticed one give. Since her position had her back toward me, she wasn't aware of what I was doing. I pulled at it again, groaning when she swirled her hips. Fuck me. She was going to give me a heart attack.
The final time I pulled, it came loose from the post. In a flash and removed my blindfold, nearly busted a nut at the sight before me. Her beautiful body over me, the expanse of her back as her muscles moved with her. Hair hung and swayed against her pale skin. I needed to touch her with my hands, but not before I freed myself.
Once I was free, I knew I had to move fast if I wanted to restrain her. I sat up and wrapped my arms around her waist, pinning her arms. She gasped and stilled her movements.
"It's my turn, love." I growled in her ear. An elbow met my gut as she struggled against me. I grunted and released her. With a lethal glare in my direction, she sprinted out of the room.
It took me a few seconds to release my feet before I could run after her. I met her on the second landing on the staircase. Without giving her time to get away, I slammed her body against the wall. I caged her wrists in one of my own and held it over her head.
Out of breath, slick with sweat, flushed with desire, she met my gaze head on. Licking her lips, she teased, "So what, we're moving from bondage to rough sex, champ?" Threatening teeth snapped an inch from my lips.
I ground my hips against hers, eliciting mutual groans. "Fuck yes!"
"Well then, I'm not sorry about this," she said then kicked my knee out. She took two stairs at a time, running into the living room. I grunted and pulled myself up from the stairs.
I jumped down the last few steps and scanned the room. Sitting in a chair across from me, her legs were spread open, giving me an excellent view of sex. I stalked toward her unsure of what would come next, a factor that added excitement. A few strides before I reached her, she rose up and took a stance.
Oh, she wanted to spar. I was game. We both bowed after I took my position. All it took was a second of my eyes elsewhere before my ass was on the floor again. I grunted as my eyes flew to hers. She was all the way across the room.
"Afraid?" I asked, noticing the distance she put between us.
With a growl and a lethal glare, she circled me a few times. In a flurry of maneuvers her shoulder hit my chest, sending us both sprawling onto the couch. I wrapped my arms around her, rolling off the couch and onto the floor. We struggled for the top position.
When I finally straddled her, I took her hands in one of mine, pulling them over her head. "Stay the fuck still, Bella," I growled.
She bucked her hips against mine, and despite my hold on her, she managed to throw me off of her body with the strength in her legs. I turned to find her on all fours to try and crawl away.
I wrapped my arms around her from behind, pulling her into a kneeling position. "Spread your knees out." I commanded and bit at her neck. Our breathing was harsh, our bodies in need, when she finally surrendered with a sigh.
The second she complied with my command, I thrust inside her.
"Fuck!" We both yelled in unison.
Bella's head rested against my shoulder, as one of her hands tugged on my hair. Lips, tongue and teeth met in a heady kiss. My hands over her hips, torso and cupped her swollen breasts. Erect nipples under the palms of my hands, pinching and pulling with my fingers.
Our bodies were slick with sweat, seeking release. With a thrust of my hips and a push from hers, so close to our end. We panted, grunted and cursed from our pleasure. She turned her head again, allowing me access to her pretty mouth. I sucked on her tongue, groaning as her walls tightened around me.
"Edward!" she screamed. Her body trembling as she rode out her orgasm. I continued to move inside her, prolonging it for her. The thread inside me coiled then sprung right before it snapped.
We both collapsed on the floor, my knees raw from the rug we were on. Her head rested on my chest, trying to catch her breath.
"Was that too much?" she asked, placing a kiss on a bite she gave me earlier on my chest.
"No, was it for you?" I said in between breaths.
"Hell no." She chuckled. "I'm signing us up for naked sparring Tuesday." I groaned, wrapping my arms and legs around her. I nuzzled my nose in her neck.
"Mmm…sounds like fun." I whispered. We remained there for a while, lightly pressing our lips together and tender touches here and there.
"What now?" Bella whispered.
"How about you and I make dinner?"
"Naked?" Bella asked laughing softly.
"Of course." An hour later after a wonderful cooking lesson and encounter on the counter, we had dinner of seafood pasta on the balcony. The dining area windows doubled as doors, opening to a breathtaking view of the ocean under the stars.
Bella sat on my lap as we ate in comfortable silence. We listened to the waves as they rolled toward the shore. A light breeze blew the reeds of a Teak wind chime that hung nearby.
"I love you," I whispered, letting the wind carry the declaration with it.
"I love you," she whispered, kissing me softly. "So much it hurts to be away from you." The latter said reluctantly. "Tell me how you did it, Edward." She sighed. "You looked fine when we were apart." She shook her head. "While I looked like hell."
I tightened my arms around her. "I knew how I felt about you. That I still loved you. I thought I was doing the right thing. Maybe I lived off the pain, too. As long as it hurt, I knew you were okay, and I pushed through." I kissed the top of her head. "Does that make sense?"
"Yes, I lived like that the whole time. I knew that I loved you. I knew that you loved me. As I said before, I was confident you'd see reason. But the damn nightmares, I couldn't sleep the whole time."
I pulled her closer. "I'm so sorry, my love. I never wanted to hurt you like that. You can tell me about them."
"The first night after you left, I fought so hard against my heavy eyelids. I fell asleep eventually. That night I dreamt of when Brianna died. For some reason you were there. Instead of helping me –" she gasped, burying her face in my robe. I felt her tears. "You walked away."
"Oh baby, I'm so sorry," I cried out, pulling her face so I could look into her eyes. "I will never do that to you again."
She looked away and whispered, "You will."
"No." I grabbed her face, forcing her to look at me again. "I will never leave you again." I hoped my eyes could tell her what my words couldn't say. She nodded minutely and pressed her soft lips against mine.
I took her face in my hands and stroked her cheeks with my thumbs, relishing in the tender touch of our lips. Bella sighed in my mouth and shifted to straddle my lap.
"Edward, please," she whispered softly. Her hands pulled my robe open as I did hers. Skin on warm skin. Hands and lips, a shift of body and I was inside her. We both groaned and felt utterly complete. We moved slowly and with purpose.
Our eyes and lips conveyed everything without words. Her soft whimpers and mewls were music to my ears. My hands wandered from her face to her chest and hips. A hand on the small of her back pressed her closer to me. She gasped for breath, breaking our kiss. My lips explored the hollow of her neck, her sweet collarbones, and then descended on the pebbled pink flesh of her nipples.
Neither of sought out our release; there was no rush. We just needed to be. No urgency to our love making was needed. Time seemed irrelevant while were locked in that type of intimacy. It felt like hours but at the same time, not long enough. We came together with whispered promises on our lips.
~oOo~
I awoke in the middle of the night from a strange sound outside and decided to investigate. Bella was asleep, curled up in the blankets and pillows we had piled near the fireplace earlier. I rolled her warm body gently, so not to wake her.
The culprit was a black and white kitten going through the trash. I shook my head, contemplating to scare it away. Instead I approached it slowly, holding out my hand.
I made little noises in the hopes to have the kitten come to me. Curiosity brought the kitten closer and it sniffed my fingers for several moments. My other hand caressed its soft fur from the top of its head and down its back. The kitten started to purr and allowed me to carry him.
I walked into the kitchen and turned on a light. The kitten was hungry so I started to search for something for it to eat. I heard Bella as she walked into the kitchen "Edward?"
I turned and smiled at her. "I found someone going through the trash outside."
She smiled and took the fur ball from me. "Let me see." She held it up for inspection. "It's a she and has a collar." She read the tiny tag. "Her name is Moo-moo."
"How do you know this?" I motioned at the kitten as she stroked her back a few times.
"I used to volunteer at a local animal shelter back home and –"
"And your mom used to bring home strays," I said, remembering one of our conversations.
"My guess is that she's from somewhere nearby so we'll have to check tomorrow. But as for something to eat, umm –"
"Milk?" I suggested. Bella shook her head, muttering something about a possible mess. I chose not to disagree with her.
"Ah, sliced turkey should be fine." She passed Moo-moo to me while she cut the deli meat into small bite size pieces. Once she plated the food and some water, Moo-moo went straight to the food. "She's going to make a mess in here. We'll have to find something for to sleep in and put her in the garage." She sighed as she watched the kitten eat.
"What is it, love?" I asked, pulling her toward me.
"This reminded me of some similar circumstances with my mother. There were plenty of late night visitors, most of them kittens. I just miss her."
I kissed the top of her head, tightening my arms around her. Moo-moo meowed and brushed her fur against my legs.
A few minutes later in the garage, that was thankfully insulated and warm, we managed to find a box. We placed the purring kitten inside the towel-lined box. She was asleep with minutes.
Once inside, Bella made her way upstairs. "I'm all sticky again. I'm hopping in the shower." Her robe fell to the floor behind her.
I followed her inside the shower. I wrapped my arms around her waist and helped her find the right water adjustments. She took one of the showerheads and aimed it at my face. She laughed at my shocked expression.
With the other showerhead in my hand, I turned the dial to deep massage and pointed it at her nipple. Bella gasped in surprise and turned to avoid my assault.
I had her right where I wanted her. I pressed my body against her, pinning her against the tile. She hissed as her breasts hit the cold, hard tiles. She dropped the showerhead she had and ground her ass against me.
"Bella, you're not playing fair again," I gasped in her ear.
"You didn't let me finish my game earlier so it's only fair that I tease you all I want," she said, continuing her to ground her ass against me.
"Hmm, I rather liked how we ended it," I purred.
"Fuck, Edward," she gasped as I slapped her ass. She trembled and I could see I had gone too far.
"Damn it, Edward! Spanking me when my ass is wet is fucking painful!" I backed off and she turned to face me, rubbing the mark I made on her.
"Well hitting me near my groin fucking hurt, too," I countered.
"But your thigh wasn't wet!" She glared at me and then her hand met my backside.
"Fuck, Bella!" Holy shit! That fucking hurts! I already felt the welt forming. She started to laugh, doubling over in her obvious enjoyment of my discomfort. "What the fuck is so funny?" I growled.
After a moment, she answered, "You look so funny grabbing your ass like that!" She continued to laugh, so all I could do was glare at her. She stopped when she saw how serious I was. Then we both started laughing.
When we pulled ourselves together, I helped wash her hair. "So what do you plan on our next little sex adventure, love?"
"Hmm, well besides going at it the gym," Bella whispered. I fucking twitched at the thought of the all those mirrors. So hot! "How about somewhere public?"
I fucking twitched again. "Public?"
"Come on, you must have done it somewhere public before?" She looked at me, waiting for an answer.
"Stairway, bathroom and an alley," I answered honestly.
"Elevator, dressing room and a roller coaster ride," she said. My eyes widened. What the fuck? "Don't be so shocked."
"How and the hell do you do it on a roller coaster?" I asked in total disbelief. Bella smirked and cocked an eyebrow. "Never mind. I don't want to know." The last thing I needed was to picture her with someone else. Ugh.
I was brought of my thoughts when Bella took hold of my erection. "Bella," I groaned as she stroked me long and hard.
We spent the rest of our Friday night in various positions and we pretty much remained naked the whole time. We were so going to blow way our record. The next morning came and went, spent in bed. Around noon we finally managed to get up and stretch.
Holy fuck, I was sore in all the right places. We shared a communal shower much to her pleasure. After changing into clothes fit for the beach, we made a simple lunch and headed out with the kitten.
We fed Moo-moo some more deli meat and we found that she was a well-trained kitten. There were four houses that shared the beach and as far as I could remember most of the houses were vacation homes. We both agreed to take Moo-moo and check with each house.
The first two homes were nestled a little higher than my own were a miss. No one was even home and it had seemed as if it'd been a while since anyone had been there. The third home, there was a cleaning crew there. They were the same couple that took care of my home.
"Well hello, Edward," Nathan said, holding out his hand.
"Hello, Nathan." I took his hand and cocked my head toward his wife Ruby. "The house looks great. Are the Jones in this week?"
"Nah, they aren't coming up until next week. It was a surprise to hear from you. You haven't visited your parent's house in a long time," he said, concern laced in his tone and eyes.
I shook my head, because it had been a while. And the last time, I felt like I had disappointed my parents after coming from a nearby club. That last night, I slept with not one woman but three, thought not at the same time. I hadn't even known their names. I hadn't taken the time to find out.
I wasn't even aware why I had been such an asshole that day until I realized that it was the anniversary of my parent's death. Maybe it was my way of forgetting.
"Nathan, this is my girlfriend Bella," I said, smiling down at her. She held out her small hand, which Nathan kissed. Sly fucker.
Nathan and his wife and Ruby have been caretakers for the four homes on the same beach. They'd been with the house since before my parents had bought it. Ruby came out of the Jones' home and rushed to my side. Her long dark hair was piled in a messy bun with hints of gray at her temples.
She took me in her arms and complained that I was too skinny. She spoke in a rush, and I couldn't get a word in. It was when she saw Bella standing beside me, that she gave me a sly smile.
"Who might this be, Eduardo?" I cringed. Spanish was Ruby's native tongue and she loved to call me that. I didn't mind since I'd known her for most of my life.
"This is my girlfriend Bella," I said with a smile. Ruby looked at me then at Bella. She took Bella's face in her hands and looked straight into her eyes.
Ruby whispered in Spanish, calling Bella a beautiful princess and asking her why she was so sad. Bella's eyes softened and closed for a second before she answered in Spanish.
Her answer was a lament. Her soft cry caused my heart to clench in pain. She answer, telling Ruby that I had her heart and without me she wouldn't be able to live.
"Bella," I whispered, squeezing her hand. No matter what I did she believed I'd leave her. I couldn't help her unless we were honest with each other. The Secret would have to have to be told.
Shortly afterward Nathan and Ruby told us to check the other house where new owners had moved in recently. Bella knocked on the door and we could hear someone running inside. That someone squealed when she saw us at the door.
It was none other than little Becky. "Ms. Bella and Edward," she cried out and wrapped her arms around my leg. "You found my kitty!"
Bella laughed as she knelt down. "This is a small world." Becky launched herself into Bella's arms.
"Yes, I found Moo-moo down the street, sweetheart," I said, chuckling softly as Bella face flushed from the amount of pressure Becky had around her neck.
"Careful now Becky, we wouldn't want to hurt Moo-moo." Bella gasped as the little girl loosened her grip.
"Mr. Cullen and Ms. Swan, wow." Becky's mom came to the door, drying her hands with a dishtowel.
We talked with Becky and her mother for a while. Her father and brother were out on their first try at deep sea fishing tip. I groaned, I remembered my first deep sea excursion. I spent it hanging over the railing, despite my use of drugs.
Before leaving, Becky pulled me aside and whispered in my ear, "What did I tell you?"
I laughed. "I think it was something like 'you'll see'."
"Are you going to ask her now?"
"Soon," I answered honestly. Because I knew I wouldn't settle for anything less than Bella as my wife.
We left a few minutes later and Bella and I walked back to the beach house hand in hand. "Would you like to go somewhere, love?"
"Are there any tide pools nearby or maybe some hiking?"
"There's Big Sur, Point Lobos and there are some tide pools nearby, too."
"If we're going to make an outing then we should probably grab some more clothes and gear."
I nodded in agreement. It was after one-thirty when we left the house in the rental car. Bella was in a pair of blue Bermuda shorts with a white eyelet sleeveless blouse. Her hair was in a pony tail in a pair of white canvas shoes. I dressed in a pair of dark jeans and decided on trainers since boots would be too heavy for mostly flat county walking. I found a gray t-shirt and threw it on over my wife beater.
We both packed another set of clothes, bathing suits, towels and jackets. We hit the tide pools first. I watched as Bella kicked off her shoes and waded in the water. She would on occasion, squat down to explore a tide pool. I was surprised to find that she didn't mind touching any of the marine life. She was held a star fish in her fingers for a minute when I snuck up beside her and put a crab in her shirt.
She hopped around and finally managed to carefully remove the creature from her shirt. "What are you nine?" she complained, putting the small crab back in a tide pool. She glared at me as I kept laughing at her.
She ran up to me and launched herself in my arms. I buried my nose in her hair and squeezed her tightly. Spinning her in my arms, I kissed her neck and sucked her little sweet spot, earning a soft moan.
I chuckled. "So am I forgiven?"
She slapped my chest and smirked. "Only if you can give me a piggy-back ride up those steep stairs back to the car."
I rolled my eyes. "What are you nine?" She laughed and winked.
Pulling a slim brown camera from her front pocket, she set it on a large rock and put on a timer. With the ocean behind us, I pulled her close and held her gaze. Her answering smile was breathtaking as the camera flashed.
"Come on, princesa." I stood in front of her and bent my knees enough for her to climb on my back. With her arms around my shoulders and her luscious legs around my waist, I tested to make sure she wouldn't fall.
"I'm a bit heavier than your average back pack," Bella said in my ear.
"Ha, I think you're right," I mocked, faking that I could barely move. She slapped the back of my head.
"Hey, I'm not that heavy!"
"You better hold on!" I warned her as I ran to the stairs and started the climb. Even with her on my back, I made the trek up fast. She laughed the whole time and would cover my eyes every once and a while. I put her down on the hood of the car and took her shoes from her hand and noticed her feet were full of sand.
She whined that the water was cold as I poured some on her feet to wash off the sand. I rolled my eyes at her and told her to be quiet – she did.
I looked up at her and she seemed lost in thought a bit. "Bella?"
"You really love me, don't you?" She asked her tone serious.
"Duh," I said at a complete loss of why she would question that.
"Sorry, it's just so strange how fast we're moving and how comfortable we seem to be. Sometimes it seems that you want to move faster." Bella shrugged her shoulders.
Did that scare her? I shrugged my shoulders and decided to go with the honesty again. "I do want more. I don't want to ever let you go." Bella's smile widened.
"We've only been going out for a little under two months, Edward. One of those weeks we spent teasing the hell out of each other and two we spent apart. How can you feel that strongly about me?"
"I admit that I never believed in the whole love at first sight type of thing –"
Bella interrupted before I could complete my thought. "Edward, please don't tell me you felt something other than lust that first day?"
"I don't know. I admit I wanted to fuck you right then and there," I said, putting her shoes on her dainty feet and stood between her legs. "But at the same time, I couldn't understand how you affected me so quickly."
"The first time I saw you, I swear my knees buckled. You were so much better looking than a photograph." I looked at her confused. "Remember? I did some research on you before I started to work for you. The pictures I found didn't do you justice."
"So tell me, what did you feel that first day?" I asked. One of my hands traced her spine, eliciting a little shiver.
"Well like I said my knees buckled just from that damn crooked smile and when we shook hands I felt…"
"A tingle…" I asked seriously.
"Yes, I knew I was in trouble." Bella sighed and looked thoughtful. "Edward, if I hadn't started to work for you and we met like at the gym, do you think you would've approached me?"
The memory of when I first saw her at the gym caused me to groan and twitch. "Fuck yeah." I palmed her ass. "You have no idea how fucking hot you look running on a treadmill." I proved my point and nibbled on the swells of her breasts, peeking out of her white blouse.
"Behave, we should go," Bella quipped, kissing the end of my nose and pushed me away.
I groaned and opened the car door for her. She brushed her ass against me before she climbed in the car. I adjusted myself while she laughed at me. Fucking cock tease. I slid into driver seat then Bella climbed into the back seat.
"Remember how I said 'public places'?" She smirked and started to shimmy out of her shorts. I groaned and noticed tiny ruffled white and red panties. I looked around outside. We hadn't seen anyone all day at the pools and I hoped that our luck would hold.
I opened my door and climbed into the back thankful for a full seat. Bella unbuttoned her top, giving me a view of her beautiful chest in a matching bra. A fucking front clasp bra, so damn convenient. She had planned it. Should I be offended? Fuck no, I was fucking thankful. Fuck, I love this woman.
We managed to make it to Big Sur about an hour later after we christened the rental, twice. After a considerably long hike, we managed to grab some dinner at a new local restaurant, which I was thankful for.
I hoped we wouldn't bump into anyone I knew around here. I never really spent much time at the beach house. No more than a few weeks a year. But watching Bella in the California sun made me want to visit more often. Anything to see her in less clothing would be worth enduring.
We ate some fresh sea food, discussing our day and laughed while we enjoyed each other's company. It was dark when left the restaurant. We found a beach that allowed beach fires, and joined a small party.
It was something I wouldn't have done, but Bella had insisted. I was glad that I had. Bella in the sunlight was breathtaking, but it didn't compare to her in the moonlight and firelight. I watched as she danced and laughed along with some of the others. She looked so carefree.
There was one man in particular, Laurent, who kept stealing glances toward Bella. She was of course oblivious to him as she started to sing along to some country song on the radio. I sat beside her, taking an offer of a Corona.
I listened to her sweet voice and noticed that Laurent had left. Several minutes later, I heard the alarm of my rental go off. A few of the other guys and I decided to check out my car. One of the passenger side windows was broken and we cleaned up the mess. When I returned from the parking area ten minutes later, Bella was nowhere to be found.
I asked one of the girls, Katie if she saw where Bella had gone. She said that Bella went for a walk. I followed her fading footprints in the sand and found her sitting on a rock. I watched from a far, she was crying.
Since Daniel's death, I had found her dozens of times sitting alone as she cried. I hated it but I never told her to stop. She seemed to feel better once she stopped on her own. I would sit with her, play with her hair or hum as I held her.
I approached her slowly. "There you are, my love," I said, taking a seat beside her.
"Why don't you come here more often?" she whispered, her question lingering in the wind.
"It's my parent's home. We came here from Chicago every spring vacation and summer. I loved it here, but it was never the same after they died."
"It's so beautiful here." She wrapped her arms around herself and laid her head on my shoulder. "I missed the beach."
"That's right, you lived in California for a while," I said.
"Yes, I did. I've wanted to move back here for so long."
"Why didn't you?"
"After my parents died, I just felt I needed to be home to help with Jordan."
"That's hardly fair."
"That's who I am, Edward. I would do again. He's family and I would do anything for him. Even kick his ass."
"So if I get out of line, you'd kick my ass?"
"In a fucking heartbeat," she answered seriously.
"I love you," I whispered as my lips descended on hers. She straddled my lap and said the words in return. We made love on the beach, it was so cliché, but I wouldn't have traded it for the world.
~oOo~
When I awoke the next morning, Bella wasn't in bed with me. However, she left a note on her pillow.
Champ,
Went jogging didn't want to wake you.
I think I wore you out. Finally!
Love You Always, Bella
She was goading me again. I was going to find her and show her. Worn out, I don't think so. I hopped in the shower where I found a pair of her panties, hanging from one of the shower heads. Fucking tease!
Once I finished with my shower, fucking hard thanks to her panties, I grabbed a towel to dry off. Her bra fell from underneath it. I groaned and folded it, trying not to think of her fucking tits. Too fucking late.
I walked to the mirror and look at my reflection. On it was writing in lipstick:
We're only up to sixteen
Come and find me. ~Bella
She was so fucking in for it. We hadn't managed to break our last record, and she was teasing me.
Dress in a pair of board shorts and nothing else, I walked into the kitchen. Among the orange juice and milk in the fridge was her bikini top. In the cupboard with the plates was her bikini bottom.
I was fucking rock solid. There was no way my dick would calm down with all the mental pictures of her undressed body in my head.
I tried my best to ignore my problem. Not something easy to do. I heard the downstairs door open and her footsteps up the steps. I took a seat, sitting at the small round kitchen table.
I completely ignored the gorgeous woman as she grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. I hadn't noticed when some water fell down her chin, down her neck and disappeared into her sports bra.
"Shit," she said as her hand touched her cheek. It was then that I noticed the fucking bruise forming.
"Bella?" I jumped out of my chair and rushed to her side.
"I'm a fucking magnet for trouble."
"What the fuck happened?" I looked at the rest of her and noticed bruises forming around her left arm. They looked like fingers.
"Remember that creep Laurent, from the bonfire last night?" I nodded. "Well he happened to run into me down at the beach. He asked me out. I told him I wasn't interested. I don't think he liked no for an answer."
"Fuck! He fucking hit you, didn't he?"
She nodded. "I didn't even see it coming. I turned my back on him and walked away. I was stupid to think he wouldn't do anything."
"Where the fuck is he?" I roared and ran down the stairs and threw the door open. On my driveway was an unconscious Laurent. Bella took care of herself.
"I was about to say I needed to call the police," Bella said as she stood beside me. "And a ambulance."
"You defended yourself?" I said stupidly. She rolled her eyes. "That's my girl," I said, grabbing her and kissing her full in the mouth. "Fuck it's hot knowing you can kick my ass."
"Don't you fucking forget it," she growled.
When the police arrived, they hadn't believed that Bella kicked Laurent's ass. She showed them her bruised knuckles to prove it. She also threw a punch to the officer's face, stopping before it landed. "Any questions?"
"Fucking hell," one of the other officers whispered.
We figured out how Laurent found us. He had broken into my rental where I had records in the glove compartment. There was paperwork that had the beach house address. He fixated on Bella the moment he saw her, who happened to look like his lost wife, Amelia.
Bella dropped the charges if he agreed to counseling. I was pissed that she'd let someone that hurt her, get away with nothing but a slap on the wrist. She believed that everyone had good in them. That everyone could change. I just hoped she wouldn't learn the hard way that it wasn't necessarily true of everyone.
We decided to spend the rest of the weekend at the house. Ruby and Nathan stopped by and had lunch with us. After we ate, Ruby started to take Bella's measurements.
"What are you doing, Ruby?" Bella asked. Ruby only said something about having to start a dress. Bella's eyes widened, looking over at Nathan.
"She thinks that she's making your wedding dress, dear," Nathan said with a smile. He laughed at her shocked expression. I fucking laughed. She looked like a deer caught in headlights of a car.
"Ruby, what makes you think I'm getting married?" Bella tried to step away but Ruby stopped her.
"You know you are." Ruby rolled her eyes, cursing in Spanish under her breath. "Don't try to tell me no." She pointed at her head. "I see things. You two be married by spring."
Bella looked shocked, even scared. I had to wonder what the fuck was so bad about marrying me. "I…Oh God…" Bella looked at me with pleading eyes.
"What's the matter, Bella?"
"What the hell do you think is the matter?"
"I think you're scared."
"I'm scared. I'm scared. Of course I am!"
"Why?"
"I…shit…I don't think you're the marrying type," Bella said, turning the tables on me.
"Well you're wrong. What if I told you that I've been thinking about for a while now? What if I told you that I wanted to come here for another reason besides a vacation? What if I told you that I came here to take my mother's ring from the safe here?"
"That's a lot of 'what if's'?" Bella whispered her eyes glistening.
I laughed. "You silly-clearly-confused-too trusting woman that is the reason for my existence. What if I told you I want you forever?"
Bella eyes betrayed her as more tears fell from her eyes. Then she passed out. That's my girl.