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Song: I'm Yours by Jason Mraz
Chapter 4
BPOV
A few days later, as we walked up from the beach, Kate and Charlotte could barely hold themselves up as we walked towards the house, they were laughing so hard. I, on the other hand, glared at them with my ferocious 'eat shit and die eyes'. Bitches. "Y'all, it wasn't funny at all. I mean really, I could have died down there." I shuddered as a replay of the attack flashed before my eyes. My heart was still racing.
"You're right. It was a very serious incident." Kate stopped and turned around to face me dead serious, but I could tell it was all she could do to keep a straight face. She was biting the insides of her cheeks so hard that she was doing her own version of 'Blue Steel'. "Mr. Crabs could have lost an eye and I'm pretty certain Daddy's homeowners insurance wouldn't cover his medical bills. Of course, then he'd have to cut Tanya off and maybe she'd leave him. Oh, Bella, go do it again!"
"Fuck you." I stormed past them, breaking into a slow jog as I continued up the wooden walkway, which was now hot as balls under my feet. You'd think that after all this time, I would remember that the sun makes the sand and the wood crazy hot by the time we decide to head inside for the day, but the feeling of the sand between my toes was just too good to resist.
Charlotte and Kate waited all of about five seconds after I left them before bursting back into laughter and I held both of my middle fingers up in a gesture that told them exactly how I felt about them at that particular moment. Not really, but still and I'd be lying if I didn't confess that as soon as I was out of sight, I started laughing myself. Both out of nerves and because it wasn't every day that a girl got attacked by a ghost crab.
Earlier, when we returned to the beach after grabbing some lunch, I had spent several minutes clearing my spot of shells and debris so I could be comfy on the sand. Once I was settled, I noticed that there were two little black shells right in front of my nose as I lay on my stomach. I went to go flick one out of the way, but after the first flick, it was still there. So I did it again. The second time, this humongous creature with fangs and drool and foam hurled itself out of the sand directly at my neck.
Fucking vampire crab.
Somehow I escaped its grasp and after a few tense seconds, it decided to move on to a new victim. Needless to say, I was not amused, nor was I able to settle back down and relax. I spent the rest of the afternoon sitting cross-legged in a chair. I'm not sure I'll ever put my face that close to the sand ever again. What made matters worse was that Edward was nowhere in sight to distract me. Then again, I wasn't sure I wanted him around to see the fuckery that was my day.
Once I was back at the house, and my feet were rinsed off at the outside faucet, I walked around the side and through the sliding glass door before heading upstairs to my bedroom. The plan was for us to shower and meet in an hour or so for dinner. We had spent more time around the beach house lately, since Kate decided that she wasn't going to let Garrett run her off, but still, we were keeping pretty busy.
My room was dark because I kept the curtains drawn and it was freezing cold just the way I liked it because of the overhead fans. It felt incredible on my sun-kissed skin and I couldn't wait to get under my sheets and take a quick nap. Between the sun and the constant running around we had been doing, I was really looking forward to a nice quiet late afternoon of nothingness.
I had started to think about my art a little bit, wanting to take a little break after having such a rough semester that was filled with dozens of assignments and challenging exhibits. I really I wanted some time to jot some ideas and images down in my notebook to explore later, but Kate had insisted on a united front and, while I was hardly stressed, my time was scarce.
Even the few minutes I had scored alone with Edward the other night had come at a price. A soaking wet, ice-filled, kiss blocking price. I put my hands up to my lips as if I was trying to guess what Edward's lips felt like, what they tasted like.
I wanted to nibble on them.
Hell, I wanted to nibble on him.
I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about it. Frequently. I had this whole summer to do whatever I wanted…and that whatever was him.
He smelled like sunscreen and sweat and, even all these hours later, I could still remember it. If he smelled that good, I was positive his lips tasted even better. And we were so close, until the dousing, after which we both jumped up and Edward started tearing up the stairs after Garrett like his ass was on fire.
By the time I caught up to them, they were horsing around and joking like all boys do. After a few well-thrown punches, Edward came back and found me, handing me a towel in the process. We both wrapped ourselves in our own towel and sat on the deck, but we never found ourselves without an audience for the rest of the night. So not cool.
I held on to the thoughts of my body resting against Edward's, and after a super quick shower to get rid of any sand, I crawled under my sheets, closed my eyes and let my muscles just relax as I faded away.
So obviously the last thing I expected or wanted was to feel my mattress start to sink as Kate crawled on my bed.
"Not yet. Please." I burrowed down under my covers and tunneled back until my body was completely cocooned under my covers. "Oof, Kate…I mean this in the nicest way possible, but what the hell have you been eating." She weighed way more than I thought she would and while I knew she was freakishly strong, the fact that she had me completely pinned surprised me. I couldn't move.
A soft chuckling caught my ear through the covers and I thought that maybe it wasn't Kate on my bed. "Edward?" There was nuzzling now along the side of my head down toward my shoulders and I may have rolled my hips up a little bit in encouragement. Hey, my arms were pinned at my sides; my choices in movement were limited. The groan that it elicited made me shiver. That was a fun little thing to feel too, because while I thought he was incredibly hot and he made my girlie bits tingle, he had never shown anything overtly passionate.
Sure, we had this connection, or at least, I thought we did, and we almost kissed, but everything so far had been very PG-13. And I was beyond thirteen. I was two months away from being twenty-one. So maybe, just maybe I moved my hips again. Just a little bit. And maybe, just maybe he growled.
Sweet Jesus yes!
"How quickly can you come?" Now, THAT'S what I'm talking about.
I wiggled around enough to get to the point where I could roll over and move my arms to pull the covers down over my face. We were nose to nose and I wanted to breathe him in. I also wanted other things in me, but we had to start somewhere.
"Did you hear me? I said how quickly can you get ready and come find me?" Well, hell…that wasn't quite the same thing as I thought I had heard a moment ago. However, considering my current state of wet hair, no makeup and comfy clothes, I figured I needed a good thirty minutes. He sat up, straddling my body at the waist and the visual, well unf… "We don't have that much time. I…" he held his hand up to make sure I didn't say a word and he froze, head tilted towards the door.
Knock knock knock
"Bella?" I could hear Kate whisper from the other side and Edward hurled himself off my bed and went and crouched behind the upholstered poufy chair in the corner. The door cracked open and I closed my eyes, regulated my breathing and hoped to god that she would just go away. "Damn," she whispered pulling the door closed just as I was convinced my heart was going to beat out of my chest.
I sat up and looked for Edward, who was still crouched in the corner. I untangled myself from the covers and walked over to him, knowing my tanned legs were totally working to my advantage. "I can be ready in twenty-five."
"Twenty, and I'll totally make it worth your while."
Fucking deal! My mind started racing with the possibilities and I was almost bouncing with anticipation.
"I'll be ready in fifteen. Will you?" The look on his face spoke volumes and I shivered as I realized that I was finally going to get to spend some time with him one-on-one. And by on, I totally meant on if you catch my drift.
Reluctantly, I watched as Edward walked over to the sliding glass door and opened it. He walked over to the railing, causing me to look at him in question as he started to climb up the railing towards the third floor. He shrugged, "I don't want to take any chances and run into somebody that will find something for me to do. I'm all about you and me tonight."
"Is that how you got in? I didn't hear the door open, you must be pretty sneaky." I did a quick run through of my return to my room, thankful and a bit sad that I didn't do any naked prancing, but I knew that I hadn't heard the door open before he crawled on the bed.
"There was a pretty strong possibility that I was standing behind the curtains in the corner when you came in. I saw the three of you start to pack up from the beach, so I made my move."
"Um, that's just a little bit creepy." He looked a bit crushed at my comment until he had a chance to think about it. I was feeling a bit smug and trying to figure out a way to turn it to my advantage when my plan backfired.
"I guess that means that you don't want me to sneak in here one night then." He shrugged and started to turn back towards the balcony, but took one quick look back. Apparently my expression told him exactly how I felt about that idea and I wanted to lick that smug little smirk off of his beautiful face.
I made plans to see how he would like it if he had a taste of his own medicine. I had mad ninja skills after all. Okay, so no I didn't, and I was certain I would fall off the balcony and land on the sand below, potentially breaking something important, but I was willing to take a chance.
Fourteen and a half minutes later, I crept out of the front door of the beach house and waited. I had no idea where Edward was or where we were going or what I needed to do now, but to be honest as long as he was with me, I didn't really care what we did.
"Edward?" I whispered not so quietly into the garage.
"Right behind you."
I jumped and clutched my chest like...well like somebody had snuck up behind me and he laughed, a sound that warmed my heart and made me all fluttery inside. As much as I liked the smooth operator that had visited my room earlier, what I really liked about Edward was how just completely normal he seemed. There wasn't an ounce of pretention in his body.
"Nervous?" He reached up and smoothed a strand of hair behind my left ear, a gesture that he did on the sand the other night and an unexpected surge of energy went through my body.
"Should I be?" I totally knew the answer, but had to ask anyway in my flirty whimsy way.
"I'm hardly a threat …some might say that I'm as harmless as a ghost crab."
I spun around and glared at him. "What do you know, Cullen?"
He held up his hands in an 'I'm innocent' gesture and backed away slowly. "I admit nothing", but his smile and the gleam in his eye let me know he was completely and totally lying. The shaking of his body as laughter took over gave it away too.
"I hate you. Take me home."
"Um, we haven't gone anywhere and you know you don't hate me." I folded my arms across my chest and huffed in mock frustration as he pointed down and across the street a little bit where his car waited.
"I moved it earlier because I'm a planner."
"Confident too, I see."
"Where you are concerned, yeah...there's a bit a confidence there." We took off running and the second my feet left the driveway, I felt completely carefree, which was saying a lot since spending a summer at the beach was hardly a stress filled life. Unless, of course, that summer at the beach was with Garrett and Kate.
We got in the car and took off down the road. I still had no idea where we were going and Edward wasn't talking, well not about our excursion. We were both casually dressed and it was still relatively early, so we could have done pretty much anything.
Once we crossed the bridge though, I knew we were headed for Beaufort. I loved that little town, so full of history and quaint little places. We walked along the marina looking at the boats and watching as this little itty bitty man tried to angle his boat into his assigned slip. The man was little, the boat was big and it was probably the most obvious case of over compensation I had ever seen. Edward glanced at me and I knew he was in agreement. I mean, the dude was wearing a captain's hat. It was comical.
After leaving the marina, we walked downtown, our bodies close enough to where our pinkies and arms touched, but not holding hands. Gah, I wanted to sooo bad. I kept hoping that our pinkies would hook together or he'd just grab my hand or something, but he never moved. Finally, I took a leap of faith and took his hand in mine, giving it a little squeeze. See, I could be confident too...sorta. I didn't look directly at him, but out of the corner of my eye, I saw the smile that spread across his face, and I'm not even exaggerating a little bit when I say it could have lit up the sky.
I may have strutted.
His hand was warm and just a little bit sweaty, but not in that gross way. Totally in that cute, I want to pinch his cheeks type of way. I'm not going to specify which cheeks.
We stopped for ice cream and sat on a bench right on the water watching the sunset as we ate our cones. The tip of his cone had a small hole in it…snort…and I watched as a small drip ran down the side of his hand and towards his wrist. I started to reach for a napkin, but then had a better idea and grabbed his hand, licking the melted chocolate off his skin.
His eyes burned into mine and for a few moments, time stood still.
Worried I had overstepped, I pulled my mouth away from his hand tried to distract him. "Want to go play Putt Putt?"
"Not even a little bit."
EPOV
Would it be too cliché to jump up and down and say 'best date ever'? Yeah, probably. Regardless, and at chance of sounding like a complete pussy, the date was really great. I hadn't really planned anything specific for us to do, but I had done a little research, thank you Google, about places to visit near Emerald Isle.
I wanted something small, but also far enough away from the house that if one of the gang had to run out and get something, they wouldn't stumble across us accidentally. I could totally see Garrett finding us having dinner and pulling up a chair to join us. I was tired of there being four of us, or five or even six. I just wanted two – me and Bella.
As we finished our ice cream and Bella stopped blushing from licking my hand, which oddly enough was like the hottest thing I had ever experienced in my life, we both sat on the bench, at a loss of what to do. Well, I knew what I wanted to do, but I was trying to romance this girl, not just get her clothes off, though that was a priority too.
"So...if Putt Putt is out of the question, what do you want to do?" Bella asked as she licked at the tiny drop of ice cream at the corner of her mouth and my pants felt considerably tighter.
"Well, it's starting to get a bit cloudy out, but I don't want to head home just yet. I kinda like having you all to myself."
"We could go for a drive?" she suggested with a small shrug, but a devious smile was plastered to her face. "Maybe we could take the long way home along the twenty-four? See if we can find anything that seems appealing?"
Oh, I knew something that was seriously appealing. She was wearing capris and a tank top that I seriously wanted to peel off of her. I may have even spent most of my afternoon making sure, with absolute certainty, that she wasn't wearing a bra. I saw no lines.
"That sounds perfect," I replied genuinely as I grabbed her hand in mine, and we stood up from the bench and headed to the public parking lot where we had left my car. I couldn't help but wonder what sort of appealing things Bella had in mind.
The ride along the twenty-four was beautiful, with Bogue Sound on one side and the Croatan Forest on the other, and Bella's hand was firmly in mine the entire time we drove. Dark clouds were rolling in and I could sense a rainstorm was coming, but it didn't deter me. We kept on driving, Bella flipping through songs on my iPod and telling me how impressed she was with the selection of music and artists I had on there. She attempted to make fun of my Fresh Prince and DJ Jazzy Jeff collection, but I ignored her and laughed as she sang along with some of the songs.
Shortly after we passed a small town called Broad Creek, Bella had me pull off the main road when she saw a sign for a picnic spot. It had already started to rain, but it was more of a drizzle than anything. However, the moment I parked the car, it suddenly sounded like my car was being pelted with golf balls because the sky had opened up and it was raining super fucking hard.
There was even lightning crashing and thunder booming around us, but when I looked to the passenger seat, all I saw was Bella. She looked fucking beautiful.
"Would you mind if we just waited it out a bit...till the rain isn't so hard?" I questioned as Bella smiled at me, that devious yet sexy smile, before she nodded her head. Her silence was a little disconcerting, but two seconds later when she grabbed my face in her hands and began kissing me, everything made sense.
It was hands down, honest to god, the best kiss I had ever had. Her lips were so soft as she pressed them hard against mine that it took me a minute to gain a sense of clarity because that was all I could think about. Neither of us tried to use tongue, opting to go somewhat slow, though also somewhat sloppy. We moved tentatively at first and when we pulled away, we both looked at each other with a sense of uncertainty.
I began to go into paranoid mode as we just sat there and I thought that maybe that wasn't such a good thing that we had kissed. I mean, the kiss was excellent, like beyond excellent, but I could feel a hiccup about to burst out of my chest, until Bella unbuckled her seat belt and was climbing over the console between us to sit on my lap.
Where the fuck did this goddess come from?
"I couldn't wait any more for you to kiss me."
"You've been waiting?"
"Since the moment I saw you," she said with a blush as my hand went up and stroked her cheek softly, my hiccups and anxiety gone from my body. My thumb rubbed gently against the apple of her cheek as I pulled her down to me, for another kiss. This one was slower...gentler...and I couldn't stop my brain from shouting to me 'Bella is on my lap'.
Her hands threaded through my hair, working from the nape of my neck up and my hands fell from her cheek to her hips, holding her in place because I knew if she began moving just a little too much, I was in deep trouble. I was already hard as a rock and the noises she was making as she kissed me weren't helping matters. Hell, you couldn't even tell it was raining anymore since the moans in my small car were louder than the rain.
"Edward?" Bella asked as she moved back slightly, her ass looking like it was digging into my steering wheel? "Can I move this back a bit?" I nodded, willing to give her anything she needed, and watched as she reached between my legs and gripped the lever to move my car seat back. She wanted more room... Oh god, she wanted more room. Fuck, what happened to the cool guy who was super smooth in her bedroom earlier? "Is that okay?"
"Perfect," I replied with a little squeak as she moved until she was a little more comfortable in my lap. Unfortunately it wasn't that comfortable for me, since I could feel her heat through her capris. I was wearing cargo shorts and I was certain she could feel how much I wanted her.
However, I was currently going through one of those good versus evil type situations. My mind was on overload as I could picture a tiny little Edward in a red suit on one shoulder and a little Edward in a white suit on the other. Little devil Edward was telling me to let her take the lead and to do whatever she wanted me to do. Of course, little angel Edward disagreed completely and told me that if things continued to escalate I would regret it.
Bella pulled back and looked at me with concern as she put her hands flat against my chest. "Is something wrong?"
"Uh...no?" I replied, making it sound more like a question than a statement. This made Bella more suspicious and I was kicking myself for being such an idiot. "I don't want to do something you will regret."
"So you are worried I will regret this?"
"Maybe," I shrugged.
"Edward, I have never been more attracted to a guy in my life as I am with you. It's not because your gorgeous or because you have a big..." Bella stopped for a moment and ground herself against my straining cock, causing me to moan loudly in frustration. "Or because you have a big heart. I'd seriously like to get to know you more and you need to trust that I know what I am doing."
"Ok-ay," I choked out awkwardly.
"What happened to the confident guy that was in my room earlier? The one who came in through my bedroom window and who, if he played his cards right, could have had me on my bed earlier?"
"I could have?" Well shit, I didn't know that. "I not that confident with girls, I admit it. I have a bad track record and you are just so...so fucking hot and smart and cute and creative."
"Creative?"
"I wasn't snooping, I swear. I just saw your sketches in an open notebook in your room earlier. You're good."
"Thanks," she replied, her skin turning pink as she blushed all over. And I meant all over, even down her chest. "You need to relax and trust that I like you, Edward." I nodded my head eagerly and decided to just throw caution to the wind. That was what summer was about right? Letting go and having fun?
Bella's lips descended on mine again, this time we both went in for the kill and I couldn't help the groan that slipped out as our tongues touched and her fingers dug into my scalp as she tried to get closer to me. It was heaven on earth and she tasted infinitely better than I ever expected; like vanilla ice cream and sprinkles.
My hands moved up from her waist to slip just under the hem of her tank top and my fingers touched her bare skin gently. What I desperately wanted to do was yank her shirt off and touch her tits, but I wasn't that confident. Bella was a little more confident than me though, because without a second thought she was pushing herself against my cock, swiveling her hips and clearly attempting to get herself off. There was no way in hell I was stopping her. Hell, I was bound and determined to help. Of course, what she whispered next to me completely caught me off guard.
"I touched myself last night thinking about you."
Yup, my dick was weeping.
I growled and pulled her lips back to mine as my hands moved further up her back, finding that just like I expected, she was braless. Bella sucked my bottom lip between hers and then began kissing down my chin to my neck, and back up to my ear, before she sucked my lobe between her teeth and nibbled. She was a succubus sent here to ruin me for all other women, I was sure of it.
"I came so hard, Edward," Bella whispered as her hands gripped my wrists and pulled them from behind her back. "You were touching me here," she explained as her hands covered mine and lifted them up her chest until I was cupping her breasts. Jesus, they were fucking spectacular and I hadn't even seen them. I was just feeling them through the fabric of her shirt. Not too big, not too small, just the perfect handful or mouthful.
A large clap of thunder sounded in the background as Bella moved herself against me again, this time harder and faster as I heard her panting a little bit. "Do you think about me?" she asked as her hands squeezed mine, effectively making me squeeze her tits.
"Oh...fuck yes, I do...all the time." I forced out without regret as Bella kissed me hard again, her tongue sliding around mine as she dropped her hands and I continued to play with her breasts, squeezing and fondling them as I listened to her moans of satisfaction.
"What do you do, baby?"
There was no way I was going back now...my cock was rubbing uncomfortably in my jeans and between her words and the way she felt and was encouraging me, I knew I was about to blow my load. Might as well go big or go home, right?
"Fuck...I jerk off thinking about you, Bella. About your hand, your mouth," she rocked her hips harder and began panting more and more as I continued. "Oh Jesus, I think about your pussy and what it would be like to fuck you."
"Oh fuck..." Bella purred as I felt myself tense and come in my shorts as she moaned loudly, finding her own release. "Edward," she whispered under her breath, as I couldn't help the urge to pull her down and kiss her soundly. She was fucking stunning as her right hand slapped against the driver's side window, the condensation and steam that had built up against it suddenly disappearing under the weight of her hand. When we separated, both of us had huge smiles on our faces.
"Next time you are thinking of me...come find me."
"I'll scale buildings for you, baby," I whispered as we both adjusted ourselves and Bella looked down at where we joined, my shorts clearly in need of a change. "No regrets?"
"Only that our clothes were on."
Once the rain subsided enough that I could safely drive, Bella and I headed back to the house, stopping at a McDonald's in Cape Carteret for some food. Of course, we did the drive through since I wasn't walking into the place with jizz filled shorts. Sure, it was uncomfortable, but Bella didn't give a shit, so neither did I.
"Kate won't take this well," Bella explained, motioning between us, as I parked the car in the same spot I had left it earlier. It was just far enough from the house that no one would see us. "She wanted a girls' summer where we had flings and partied, but..."
"But?"
"I really like you...like..."
"I adore you," I replied seriously as Bella leaned across the console and kissed me hard on the lips, pulling away quickly.
"Do you think we can maybe just keep this between us for now?"
"Sure. I mean, I don't think Garrett would give a shit, but he would probably make Kate's life hell if he knew we were spending time together and she didn't. That being said...when can I spend more time with you?"
"When can you get into my bedroom?" I looked down at my short and cringed. I had to have a shower and get cleaned up, so it would be at least half an hour. "I'll have to deal with the girls, come up with some excuse regarding where I've been."
"Perhaps you were chased by some ghost crabs and you got lost on your way back?" Bella slapped my shoulder hard and looked at me angrily.
"Not funny. You aren't allowed in my room tonight." Bella crossed her arms over her chest and pouted the cutest little pout I had ever seen. I reached my finger up and pulled her bottom lip free as I leaned in to kiss her once more.
"You can't resist me, admit it."
"Fine...you have thirty minutes."
With one more kiss, Bella jumped from the car and I watched as she dashed down street and into the driveway of the beach house. I sat in the car, grinning from ear to ear like an idiot and waiting until I saw her bedroom light go on before I made my way home.
Thankfully, everyone was sufficiently distracted playing Scrabble in the living room that no one noticed my arrival. I climbed the stairs as stealthily as I could, trying to keep quiet, before I went straight into the bathroom and stripped off my clothes and hopped into the shower. I spent five minutes cleaning up the mess from my dry hump with Bella before I had to jerk off at just the memory of it.
There was no way I could spend the night with her and not have jacked off first. The whole night was going to be hard.
Pun intended.
If you like reading about North Carolina as much as we do, check out the story 'Strawberry Wine' by kas90. It's a really sweet story that alternates between the present day, and the past where Edward & Bella are teens falling in love one summer. Go check it out and tell the author that Coldplaywhore & Risbee sent ya.