Assignment 2: The Non (Completely) Gratuitous Lemon : One of your couple is hiding something. The guilt is eating them alive. It leaks into everything, bleeds into what should be a moment of passion, of love. They try to lose themselves in the moment, the pleasure, but they can't.
Rosalie's Bundle of secrets, Lies, Deceit
I clutched my coat against my exposed skin, tightening the waist tie for what felt like the umpteenth time. I was on edge and slightly jittery, why was I even considering this?
This cold air blew against my flushed cheeks also causing my once tame hair to blow frantically in the brisk weather. It was decision time; does revenge really mean this much to me? Or could I just let it go and move on with my life. That would be the logical choice, but I was sick of being logical and practical I wanted to do something to satisfy me.
I walked up the concrete stairs of the largest condo I've ever laid eyes on. Stopping to examine my hair in one of the many windows to place the perfect blonde curls back intact, with a swift run of the fingers and slight teasing my hair was back to perfect.
I continued up the steps heart racing, beating faster with each step. On the last step I tripped and went falling face first into the door. Great just fucking great! I should leave now this was obviously a mistake the kismet Gods are sending me a message.
As I lay on the floor compleplating my departure, I forgot the loud bang that was my head would actually bring attention.
When he opened the door my heart stopped beating, standing there in all his shirtless glory. Water rolled down his body, the smell of Giorgio Armani invaded my senses and my body immediately became hot and flustered as I struggled to form a coherent sentence.
"Rose?" he quizzed brows furrowed in confusion.
Why wouldn't he be confused, I swore to him the night of the company's expansion launch party that I would never set foot in this place again yet here I was.
Because of my fall the bottom of my coat parted slightly revealing my garter belt attached to the stockings I was currently wearing, I tried to close it fast but I was not fast enough I saw the glint behind his eyes, he knew why I was here and he wasn't going to make it that easy for me.
Instead of helping me up and inviting me in he stepped outside and kneeled before me.
"Edwa…" I started but he interrupted me.
"Sshh…" he silenced me, running his soft fingers against the exposed skin peeking out the top of my stockings.
I braced myself placing my hands on each side of the concrete floor because his touch often turned me to into goo.
He crawled in between my legs making his way up my body. The water from his wild auburn hair dripped on my coat rolling gently down to my thighs, like I needed any more moister there.
He kissed my neck softly and then lifted his head to meet my eyes. The dark lustful gaze of his jade eyes bored into my supple grey ones, the intensity of a simple stare sent chills down my spine.
When he took my bottom lip in his mouth sucking and nibbling on it softly my hands gave out and my head went slamming onto the concrete.
"Ouch!" I yelped out in pain, at not only my head but my hands scraped across the cold cement scuffing them slightly creating a burning sensation.
"Oh shit! Rose are you alright? I'm sorry let's get you inside" he said panicked.
He crawled off my body extending a hand pulling me into his condo shutting the once widely opened door behind us. He left me for a moment and wandered to what I presume was his room.
Walking into this condo was like de ja vu, everything was the same as if I was just here yesterday.
From the shiny oak wood floors to the sparkling marble countertops. My favorite part about this place had always been the big bay windows overlooking the hills of East LA.
"Nothing's changed" I whispered to myself, just then he reemerged buttoning up his shirt covering the beautiful view just to tease me.
"Well…some things sure have" he said motioning towards my left hand that now held a diamond on that special finger.
"Edward…" I pleaded, I just needed him to understand why I made the choice I made all those years ago.
"Rose why are you here?" he just about growled.
"Umm…I'll just g…go…it was…a…a..a..mistake coming" I stuttered making my way to the door.
I cracked it open in an attempt to make my escape and a strong hand shot out above my head slamming in closed swiftly. He yanked me by the back of my coat and turned me around to meet his face.
Due to my 5 inch hells we were face to face, his warm breath ticked my chin as his lips fell mere inches away from mine.
Not being able to take the torture anymore I threw myself at him and captured his lips with mine. This wasn't part of the plan, I thought to myself. Technically it was but not like this I was spouse to be in control for once he was supposed to be weak, why with this man I lose all my self-control?
Maybe I should stop, should I? then I thought of Jaspers lips all over my new found ex best friend Alice Brandon, using his tongue that delectable southern drawl use to spill out for me on her it fueled my fire and reminded me why I was here.
I slipped my tongue in his mouth while capturing his bottom lip between mine trying to rid myself of the heart wrenching images. He groaned in pleasure and appreciation that I remembered just what he likes.
He grabbed my hips pulling me closer, crushing my body to his so I can feel just what I'm doing to him. I moaned into his mouth, knowing I was turning him on just as much as he was me, gave me a sense of desire that I once thought I'd never feel again.
Yes I was happy when I pleased Jasper but I was never overcome with this feeling of lust. My body never reacted the way it did to Edwards touch. Edwards's lips left mine and connected with the tender flesh of my neck causing me to gasp in surprise.
Moments like this I question why I didn't pick Edward, then I force myself to think back, Edward refused to be tied down, I told him I loved him and he convinced me I was in Lust, that it wasn't real, he wasn't going to make me his, as where Jasper was offering me the world and more. I deserved the world and more is what I convinced myself and I wasn't leaving what I thought was a decent man for someone who didn't know what he wanted, but now it's clear to me Jasper didn't either. Now I find myself with the same decision I had to make 5 years ago I made a promise to god I would never do it again but..
Forcing myself to rid my mind of ugly thoughts and concentrate on the pleasure only Edward was able to provide.
I hitched my leg up to his hip, he held it in place and ground against my sweet spot causing my hands to shoot up and grab the soft tendrils of hair at the nape of his neck and tug with passion.
With a low groan he lifted me off the floor, I let my legs wrap around his back as he cared me to the den.
He set me on the corner of his desk and went back to attacking my lips with his, I pushed him back slightly he looked down to meet my lustful gaze before I grabbed the tops of his shirt and busted it open popping all the buttons watching them all fall over the desk flying across his keyboard.
"Don't ever fucking tease me again" I growled, running my tongue down his bare chest as he bites his bottom lip closing his eyes to keep control.
I slip out of my coat and the soft pink lingerie set I bought just for him came into view, my curvy breast and well-toned stomach were now on display for the only man I wanted to see them.
"Look at me" I commanded, he opened his eyes and if it was even possible for them to get darker they did. As he studied my body in appreciation I smirked rejoicing that the way my body reacts to him isn't one sided. But when he shot me a glare my smirk fell and I was immediately afraid and excited for what was to come next.
He took my breast into his hands massaging them softly but firmly pinching my rose buds causing me to bite on my bottom lip to suppress my moans.
"Don't hold back I want to hear you" He commanded capturing my nipple into his mouth making me whine out in pleasure.
He slid his hands up my thighs as he continued to work my nipple between his lips, when his hands made it to my glistening heat he bit down roughly causing me to yelp out in pain, he then disconnected his lips from me,
"Crotch less panties?" he growled.
Before I could respond he plunged two fingers into me making me arch my back in pleasure begging him for more. My juices coated his fingers as wetness spilled out of me onto the desk where I'm positive him and my husband have shared many conference calls over the years, if only he was on speaker for his reunion.
His length pressing up against my opening broke me out of my thoughts of the fact I'm indeed revenge fucking my husband's boss, and onto the sensations that just the tip of him causes when it slides across my love button.
I clawed his back trying to bring him closer so he could give me what I so desperately wanted. Neither one of us being able to wait any longer we slammed into each other. Too fast and to anxious causing for a very uncomfortable entrance sensing this he pulled back out and entered me again, this time slower.
As I took in as much of him as I could, I threw my head back and let out a loud whimper as he filled every nook and cranny providing me with undying pleasure.
Struggling a first but when we found our rhythm it took me to new heights, before we both liked it hard, rough and fast. I assumed it would be the same as it has always been but I was wrong.
It was hard and rough but his movements weren't frantic. I looked into his eyes and saw something that I've never seen before like he had something to prove to not only me but to himself. He dug into my honey pot so deep I could feel him in my stomach; his powerful strokes sent tears spilling out the corners of my eyes from the overwhelming ecstasy.
I clawed his back and screamed his name as he continued to repeatedly hit that spot that makes me shudder.
He brought my lips to his this time not rough but soft, so much passion and emotion came out that kiss it only took one more stroke to send me spilling over the edge as my orgasm crashed through me. I don't know if he even received his own I was on a personal high as my body went limp body slumping onto the oak wood desk.
When I came down from my high I looked up and our eyes connected, I saw something in his Jade depths I haven't seen in a longtime, the same look I use to give him, Edward Cullen is now in love with me, but do I love him back?
"Rose…" he sighed.
"I have to go" I said suddenly grabbing my coat off the floor and almost sprinting to the door.
"Rose!" He tried to yell, but I was stumbling out the door with wobbly legs hauling ass to my car, tears streaming down my cheeks.
He can't love me now when I'm pregnant with my cheating husband's baby when I was too much of a coward to carry the one we created. Five years ago I was so hurt I made a decision I've always regretted will I pick the same option twice? Wiping my eyes I put my car in reverse speeding away from that house wishing I could just run away from the emotions and memories that haunt me every day of my life.