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For the Love of Domination:
Chapter 15
A Work in Progress... Finding a Balance...
Previously, on For the Love of Domination...
"Bella," Edward said quietly. "I´m in love with you."
BPOV
I froze!
Can you believe that shit?
I fucking froze!
Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, the man who I have secretly loved for the last eight years of my fucking life, tells me that he´s in love with me... and I fucking froze! I don´t know what came over me, but my brain temporarily shut down and I was rendered speechless. Had he really said he was in love with me? Surely, I must be hearing things!
Is it possible to orgasm so hard that you become temporarily delusional?
The longer I sat there staring into Edward´s mesmerizing green eyes, the harder it was to not believe that he felt the same way I did. Was this some kind of sick joke? Wait a minute, was Ashton Kutcher waiting in the wings to yell, 'You´ve been punked'?
Are you kidding me! Now is not the time to be having a dumb blond moment!
Look at him!
He´s dying to know what you think!
Say something, jackass!
Once the voice inside my head finished mentally bitch slapping me, I noticed how quiet it was. That´s when I realized that neither Edward nor I had even so much as taken a breath, since those five enchanted words had left his lips.
The only movement made by either one of us, were the little quirks that made us... well us. Edward tugging nervously at his damp sex-hair and me, I was trying to bite a hole in my bottom lip; I was chewing on it so vigorously.
I looked deep into his eyes. I mean I really looked to the point where I could have sworn I saw him baring his soul to me. And what a beautiful soul it was... and it was all mine. What the fuck! Edward Cullen is in love with me! I must be the luckiest bitch on the planet!
Well, you could be, if, you stop acting like a total retard and say something!
Oh shit! He´s waiting on me to speak!
Ya think?
Thankfully, my mental meltdown only lasted for a few minutes, even though it felt like hours. Tears sprang to my eyes and tumbled over my lower lashes; I was still in shock.
"Bella," Edward said, frantically wiping away my tears. "You don´t have to say it back. I know it´s too soon, but the time just felt so right. I almost lost you once to that cheating bastard, and I´m not willing to risk that happening again." His confession shocked me. I was having a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that he was in love with me. He could have any woman he wanted for Christ´s sake! Why Me? "Please don´t cry," he whispered resting his forehead against mine. "Fuck! Bella, I´m sorry, I didn´t mean to frighten you! You´re probably thinking I´m an idiot. God Baby, please tell me I didn´t mess things up for us." I couldn´t believe he was rambling on like a scared teenager, nothing like the confident man I was use to; watching him so unguarded and raw before me, just made me love him that much more. As if that was even possible?
I cupped his face with both of my hands, tugging slightly so that he would be forced to look at me and silenced him with a kiss. "You... love me?" I asked in disbelief. My head was moving from side to side in total denial. "That´s not possible. I´m... I´m nothing... I´m boring and plain... and... and look at you," I gestured with my hand towards him and all his glory. "You´re beautiful," lowering my head in shame, because it hurt too much to look him in the eyes, "You deserve to have someone equally as beautiful to love, not some ugly duckling like me." I hid my face behind the wall of my hair, as the sting from my words caused a fresh round of tears. The difference this time was that my tears were from the pain of my realization that Edward was too good for me and he deserved better.
Suddenly, I was being pulled into Edward´s chest, for a bone-crushing hug. "God, Bella," his voice was thick with emotion, "Don´t ever let me hear you say anything like that again. You're my beautiful Swan. How can you not see how truly magnificent you are?" he breathed, holding me tighter. "You´re everything to me, everything! Can´t you see that, Bella?" He gently cupped my chin, coaxing me to look up. I was blown away by the moisture and emotion, clearly present in his eyes. "Isabella," I furrowed my brow, "okay, smart-ass, Bella," he smirked, but his eyes never lost their hint of seriousness. "When will you ever see yourself clearly? You are beautiful, inside and out. You´re the air that I breathe, my sun in a sky full of dark clouds, before you, my life was like a moonless night, forever shrouded in darkness." The emotions swimming around in his jade pools were literally leaving me breathless. "Bella," his sweet breath fanning across my lips, was causing my mouth to open. "You are my life now." He sealed his confession with a searing kiss that had my tender flesh aching for him.
Our lips moved in sync and the kiss grew in its intensity. The movements of his tongue erotically stroking mine lit my body on fire. Water sloshing, hands frantically moving, moaning, and whimpering were the notes that played harmoniously to our passionate melody.
The feel of Edward´s growing erection poking my side had me moaning his name into his swollen lips. "Edward," sucking in a rapid breath, as his lips moved to ravish my neck and shoulders. "I love you too... please... I need you..." my body was one big blaze of desire; I could think of nothing else, but having him inside me. The mere thought of that not being a possibility, was killing me.
"Baby, no," he groaned softly, "You need a break. Your body needs time to heal." he said, more so to himself than to me. Who the hell was he trying to convince? Certainly not me, I´ll take my chances and deal with the pain later!
God, I´m turning into such a nymphomaniac!
Hey, we´ve got years to make up for!
Good point!
"Edward," I whined rubbing my tender breasts against the smattering of hair on his chest. His head fell back against the tub and he groaned deeply. Taking that as my cue to continue pleading my case, I turned my body so that I was now straddling his lap, with his very prominent erection resting against my belly. "It only hurts a little bit," I whispered grinding my hips and stroking my new best friend lightly. "I bet if we go really slow, you´ll make it feel alllllll better." His eyes slammed shut and his hands came to rest on my hips, gripping them almost painfully.
"Jesus, Baby," he spoke gruffly, bringing his mouth to my breast. "How can I deny you anything?"
Cha-ching!
That was all needed to hear, before rising to my knees to allow his throbbing manhood the access it needed to fill me completely. And God, did it fill me! This time wasn´t about getting our rocks off or any of our previous lust, but it was all about the affirmation of our newly confessed love for one another.
Our movements were so in sync and fluid that it was almost as if we were doing an erotic dance. It was the most beautiful thing that I´d ever been a part of. As we both found our unified releases, we whispered our love and devotion to each other. "Beautiful!" Was the only word I could think of to describe that perfect moment.
As long as I live, I´ll never forget the moment I handed my heart to Edward Cullen, and entrusted him to always keep it safe. Tears streamed down my face, while Edward kissed them away, softly whispering promises to me of his undying love and devotion.
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"Fuckkkk!" Edward hissed. "I´m... fuck... shit, Baby... that... unghhhh..." Edward´s broken speech faded as he grunted out a slew of expletives and shot his hot seed in the back of my waiting throat. He looked so fucking sexy, with his arm thrown across his eyes and his soft messy locks sticking up in every direction known to man. Yeah, in the words of Mistress Rose... he was fuck hawt! His body slowly relaxed its taunt muscles, as he slowly came back to reality. Yeah, definitely... fuck hawt!
I licked and laved his softening cock with reverence, making sure he was nice and clean, before letting him fall from my mouth with an audible ´pop´. Licking my lips, like I´d just eaten the most delectable of meals, I spoke as if nothing had happened, and Edward hadn´t just woken up to my mouth wrapped around his morning wood. "Good morning," I chirped sweetly. "Any big plans for today?" I sat up on my elbows and tried to look as innocent as possible, while the Greek God with the head of freshly fucked hair, lying underneath me, fought to catch his breath.
I squealed in surprise as I was swiftly pulled up Edward´s chest and his lips crashed against mine. I was more than happy to give him access to my waiting tongue, when I felt him slide his tongue against my lips. A low growl rumbled deep in Edward´s chest and I knew he tasted his salty sweet essence all over my tongue. I was a dripping quivering mess by the time we both sucked in a much-needed breath of air.
"And what a good fucking morning it was," Edward croaked. "I´ve never been so fucking happy to wake up in all my life." His fingers gently stroked the hairs at the nape of my neck and sparks began to fly. I could feel the tingle of his warm breath as he sighed into my hair. "God, I love you so much, Baby. I´ll never get tired of saying that."
"Good," I giggled, snuggling just a bit deeper into his embrace, "because I´ll never get tired of hearing it."
Last night, after indulging in a wonderfully prepared meal of grilled lobster and steak, Edward and I shared a bowl strawberries and chocolate fondue on the balcony in front of a fire pit. I felt like a princess, who´d finally found her prince charming.
Ever the voice of reason, Edward refused to make love to me again, citing that I would be too sore in the morning. I begged and pleaded to no avail, to get him to change his mind, but ended up changing mine when he informed me that if we did, it could be days before I was ready again.
"Which would you prefer," he questioned with a smirk, "days or hours?" Well hell, when you put it that way! He stroked my heated tender flesh, and I hissed in discomfort. "See," with the ever present fucking smirk, securely in place to goad me he said, "I told you so."
"Hardy, har, fucking har," I quipped, rolling my eyes in exasperation. I folded my arms across my chest and pouted like a two-year old.
My head snapped in Edward´s direction, when he suddenly let out a sinister chuckle that caused me to shiver. Moving in closer, he ran the tip of his tongue along the entire length of my neck. "I´m going to have so much fun reddening that sweet little ass of yours for that insolence." I sucked in a sharp breath; it was almost as if he´d morphed into an entirely different person. The Dominant! My Dominant!
His eyes were almost black in color, and though I struggled to maintain eye contact, my body yielded automatically to the will of its Master. Dropping my head in submission, I acquiesced with a barely audible, "Yes Sir". For the second time tonight, I found myself in a bone-crushing hug from the man I loved, and by some small miracle loved me back.
"Earth to Bella," chuckled Edward. "Am I invited, or are you going on this little trip alone?"
"Uh... huh?" I blinked snapping back to the present. "What trip?" I questioned dumbfounded.
"The one you just went on," he smiled stroking my cheek. "I´ve been calling for a while, but you were off somewhere in la-la land. Care to share what has your mind so preoccupied?"
My cheeks flamed as I thought back to all the confessions that had been made last night. The light from the sun peaking through the blinds bounced off of my bracelet and momentarily diverted my attention to the diamond heart from Tiffany´s that Edward had given me for Christmas.
As much as I hated gifts, especially overly priced ones, I squealed for about an hour after opening it. I made sure to thank him properly before we went to bed. It was beautiful, and even more so, were the three letters that had been engraved on the back of the diamond heart.
"Tell me again," I asked shyly, toying with charm hanging from my wrist, "what the letters mean."
Shifting me so that I was now tucked securely in his side, Edward spoke softly while stroking my hair. "It means exactly what you are, my brown-eyed beauty."
"I can´t believe you think I´m beautiful," I said absentmindedly. "This is going to take a lot of getting use to." I traced figure eight patterns with my fingers in the light covering of auburn hair that dusted his chest and stomach, finding comfort in the way it tickled the pads of my fingers. "After everything that happened with Jacob, I just didn´t think I would ever find happiness again." My eyes burned with the tears of past hurts and anguish. I had to fight to keep them from falling.
The feel of Edward´s body sliding down mine, caused my tender girlie bits to burn. Bringing his lips to mine in a passionate kiss, I could feel Edward pouring out every ounce of love he had for me, making it hard to breath. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen," he panted. "And if it takes... kiss... me telling you... kiss... every day for the rest of your life... kiss... then that´s what I´ll do." My body was so drawn to his, that my leg lifted and hitched over his thigh automatically, bringing my center flush with heat of his growing erection.
The feel of his strong hands splayed across both my ass cheeks, kneading and squeezing my aroused flesh had me moaning in pleasure. "Baby, I can´t believe that after five years of agonizing and loving you from a distance," he rocked his hips up to meet mine, "you´re finally mine. If this is some type of delusional dream, then I never want to wake up."
Our breaths were coming out in quiet rasps and the feel of Edward´s silky hardness sliding in between my slick folds, was stoking the already raging fire in my blood. My body felt like a grenade just waiting for him to pull the pin and free the explosion. I mewled and whimpered, needing just a bit more coaxing, so I could fall blissfully over the edge. "Edward," I cried wantonly, "I need more, please..."
"Ungh," he grunted, adding a bit more pressure to his strokes. I couldn´t help myself and thrust my hips forward greedily. "Careful Baby, I don´t want to hurt you." I could hear the strain in his voice, as he fought to maintain control.
My breath hitched, when I felt his hot lips wrap around one of my taunt nipples. "Edward," I whimpered as he increased the suckling pressure with his lips, while kneading and pulling at my other breast. "I´m so close." I arched my back giving him better access to my breast.
I was heading into sensory overload; the different sensations were taking over, making it hard for me to concentrate on one thing at a time. "God, Baby," Edward, rasped into my chest. "I love the way your skin tastes." My nipples hardened painfully from all the attention he was lavishing on them. Edward bit down on my nipple and a scream so piercing ripped through the air. God was that me? "Cum for me, Bella," he ordered gruffly.
"Arggggghhhh..." I grunted holding Edward to my chest by his hair. God I hope I´m not hurting him! I fretted. The coil popped and the pin dropped, as an explosive orgasm shot through my body. "Shit, shit, shit..." I panted. My body was tingling deliciously from my powerful release.
"Unghhh," Edward shuddered and I felt the warm stickiness of his spunk as it coated my outer lips. "Fuckkkkk!" He stiffened as the head of his cock oozed the last remnants of his orgasm.
The room was silent, except for our heavy breathing, so the shrill ringing of the phone on the bedside table caused me to jump. "Whoa there," teased Edward stroking my side, "it´s just the phone. They're probably calling from the spa to confirm our appointments." Edward rolled over on his back so he could reach the phone, instantly I felt cold and missed the skin-to-skin contact.
Unable to withstand the small distance between us, I spooned him from behind, while he took the call. "Mmmm," he moaned thoughtfully hanging up the phone. "I will never tire of the feel of that."
"The feel of what?" I asked needing him to say the words.
"Of your skin against mine," he laced our fingers together and brought them to his lips, placing a chaste kiss on each of my knuckles. "How about a quick shower, before they deliver breakfast?" he suggested.
"That sounds divine," I giggled mischievously, while pulling him closer and feeling the stickiness of his seed between us. "Oops," I mocked teased, "I´ve gotten you all dirty." I quickly rolled over his back and climbed out of the bed, yelping as his hand made contact with the meaty flesh of my butt.
Edward growled playfully behind me and followed me into the enormous bathroom. We took turns washing each other´s hair and body, taking care not to have wondering hands, since breakfast was due any minute.
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"That was absolutely amazing," I moaned, feeling stuffed and leaning back in my chair to relieve the pressure on my over-filled stomach. I rubbed my now protruding belly, and winced at how tight it was.
The Eggs Benedict topped with mushrooms, spinach and country gravy had me on the verge of popping. I barely had room for the two Advil and cranberry juice Edward insisted that I take. By now, I was only slightly uncomfortable, but if truth were told, I loved the constant reminder of what we´d shared. Yeah, Edward Cullen had my vajayjay, singing a brand new tune!
We did some more talking over breakfast and decided to head down to Forks to see Seth tomorrow. Since Edward wasn´t due back at the hospital until Monday evening, we decided to make it a long weekend, so we could take Seth go-karting on Saturday and maybe to a movie and dinner on Sunday.
We figured it would be best to call Charlie and Sue to give them a heads up and discuss our plans, but opted not to tell Seth. We wanted to surprise him. I really missed my little brother and I could tell that Edward did too, the way he went on and on about Seth had me thinking that he would make a great father someday. Where the hell did that come from? Slow your roll girlie!
You guys have a lot to work on before you start procreating!
All throughout breakfast, I felt like there was a huge pink elephant in the room that needed to be addressed. Then say something already! Yeah, if only it was that easy! Edward must have felt it too, because for awhile things go a bit awkward.
I was trying to formulate a plan in my head, or a way to bring up the D/s side of our relationship, but kept coming up blank. Relationship? Who said you guys were even in a relationship?
Wow, talk about a revelation!
The thought of us not being in a relationship of any kind caused my heart to plummet; I chewed anxiously on my lip as I continued my downward spiral. The stress of the situation must have been showing on my face, because Edward took my hand in his from across the table, giving it a gentle squeeze.
My body instantly felt comforted by the small gesture. "Hey, You," he called. "What´s with the frown? Talk to me Sweetheart." How can I not want a relationship with someone so perfect! He always knows exactly what I need!
I didn´t know how to bring up my concerns or if I was even allowed to bring something like that up, so I decided to turn his question around on him. "I was actually trying to figure out what was on your mind," I countered. It wasn´t a complete lie, nor was it the complete truth. I´d say, it was somewhere in between. I love how you twist things around to fit you! Bitch, it´s called self-preservation! I had to work to keep from laughing at my own inner ramblings. "Why so quiet all of a sudden? Have I done something wrong?"
"God no," he reassured, running his hand nervously through his hair. "Bella, you´re perfect. I just noticed that we haven´t talked about anything long-term." Long-term? Did he just say, we and long-term in the same sentence? I was speechless. "When are you going back to New York? And what will that mean for us?" There it was again, another pronoun indicating that Edward and Bella are an item, or at least trying to be.
I let out a breath that I didn´t realize I was holding, feeling my anxiety and worry slip away. "I´m sorry, Edward," I began, "I thought you knew, I´m here permanently. I start work with Jasper at the firm on Tuesday." Before the words had fully passed my lips, I was being pulled out of my seat, onto Edward´s lap and his lips were once again claiming mine.
"God, Baby, I was so worried," he spoke softly against my lips. "I just got you and I´m nowhere near ready to let you go."
Just as my tongue brushed against his there was a loud knock on the door. I groaned at whoever it was for their impeccable timing. "Ignore them and they´ll go away," I moaned against Edward´s lips.
"Actually, I think you´ll want to let them in," he said. "That is unless you want to cancel the full body massages that I had planned for us."
I stood up pulling him with me, "well what the hell are you waiting for? Don´t just stand there, let ´em in!"
Edward laughed at my silliness and paused to give me a chaste kiss on the lips and a quick swat on the behind. "Now that I know you´re not planning on leaving me anytime soon, we´ll talk more about us later." With that promise, he headed to let the masseuse and the wait staff in, who had returned for the breakfast dishes, into the suite.
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EPOV
45 minutes!
45 fucking minutes of pure torture!
I´m supposed to be enjoying a goddamn couples massage, but I fucking can´t! Grrrrrr! No way! No how!
No motherfucking chance!
Why you say?
Glad you fucking asked! You see the love of my fucking existence, thought it would be funny to torture my ass with all her fucking moaning and groaning on the table next to me! Seriously, can a fucking massage from some middle-aged woman from Sweden really feel that goddamn good?
"Aaaa, Marta," groaned Bella. Fuck me sideways! I felt my dick twitch, as much as the poor fella could, in light of his confinement.
Honestly, has anyone ever considered making a fucking trapdoor for cocks on these goddamn things?
Comfy massage table my ass!
Okay! Maybe I´m overreacting a bit, but fuck! My cock is painfully hard and the more this Swedish broad kneads and strokes my muscles, the more I wish her hands were Bella´s. My Bella!
I like the sound of that!
The sound of Bella moaning again, shook me from my ridiculous thoughts. I groaned audibly. The sound of Bella´s melodic giggling let me know that she knew just how much her little erotic noises were affecting me.
I´m fucking dying! Too bad it´s not peacefully in my sleep, or buried balls deep in the pussy of my beautiful lady. Noooo... not me! I´m going to be the guy who died, because Rigor Mortis set up in my cock and my balls exploded!
Fuck!
"Mmmm," Bella moaned for what seemed like the billionth time. "Goooood, your hands feel sooooo good! Ooo, yeah... ungh, right there... yesss," that´s fucking it! I can´t take this shit anymore!
I´ll teach her to fucking tease me! I seethed.
"Umm, excuse me," I cleared my throat sitting up on the table. "I think that´ll be all." I squeaked. Squeaked! Are you fucking serious!
Man up dude!
I coughed loudly trying to cover up the fact that I sounded like a pubescent teenager. "Yeah, um... I forgot, we have to get ready for another appointment, but don´t worry you´ll be compensated handsomely for the mix-up." I jumped up quickly wrapping a towel securely around my waist.
I hear tinkling laughter coming from Bella's direction and I quirked an agitated eyebrow at her. Following her line of sight to my very visibly hard problem, I felt my body heat up with the suddenness of my blush. "I´ll take care of that, Tiger," Bella mouthed then winked at me. A low growl rumbled in my chest. She was mocking me! How dare she!
I´ll teach her a lesson that she´ll never forget!
"Isabella," I called sternly, moving so that her body hid the family-sized tent my dick was pitching under the towel. She froze instantly, noticing the sudden change in my demeanor. Aaa ha! Found the chink in that smug little armor of hers. "What´s the matter naughty girl can´t hang with the big boys?" I whispered close to her ear, so that only she could hear me. I chuckled darkly as her body shivered. "If you can´t run with the big dogs, then I suggest you stay on the fucking porch." I had my naughty pet right where I wanted her. "Now, you have exactly 35 seconds to get rid of our guests and be waiting for me completely naked facing the door to the suite." Apparently, my little pussycat was a bit shell-shocked at the appearance of the big bad Dom, because she didn`t immediately jump into action. A little coaxing was in order. "Now Isabella," I growled, causing her to jump slightly.
My sweet little vixen, not only managed to get rid of our guest, but she also convinced them to come back later for their equipment, and she did it all in under 20 seconds. I could hear her sweet voice thanking them for their services and wishing them a good day. She had no idea that I was stalking towards her.
No sooner than the door shut, I pounced. "Aaaa," Bella yelped in surprise. "Edward, uh I mean Sir, wha," I didn´t bother to let her finish her sentence, before taking a different and surprising approach to things.
"Don´t speak." I growled into her neck. The increase in her breathing and the shiver that ran throughout her entire body let me know that my little pussycat wanted to come out to play, so for the sake of sating my curiosity, I decided to ask. "I wonder if my naughty little pussycat wants to come out and play?" I asked rhetorically.
Skimming my nose up the length of her neck, I was grateful that her hair was piled up on top of her head and out of the way. "If this is not something you want, then you should ´red´now, because if you don´t, you´re giving me complete control over this luscious body of yours, to do with," running my index finger through her slick folds, "as I please." Fuck, she was so wet! I took a deep breath to steel my shaky resolve and slip into the right frame of mind. "Last chance Bella, what will it be? Red or shall I continue?" Hmm, nothing! I like the sound of that, or should I say the lack of!
Let the games begin!
"Very good my pet, you please me greatly," I whispered into the shell of her ear. "Now, tell me pet," I paused giving her time to take it all in. "Is this," cupping her sex in my hand to emphasize the meaning behind my words, "what you want? You may answer verbally." I could literally feel the juices from her dripping pussy coating my fingers. She was so fucking wet for me!
She took in a deep shuddering breath and almost in a moan, answered me. "Yessss."
I wrapped her ponytail loosely around my hand and tugged, exposing the skin of her long creamy neck. "Yes, what?" I growled just before biting down on her earlobe.
"Sir... yes Sir." she whimpered.
"That´s my naughty girl," I cooed, bending my middle finger and stroking between her folds. "From here on out, you may only answer direct questions, other than that, I don´t want to hear a sound. Understood?"
"Ye... yes, Sir." she stuttered.
"Do you remember your safe words?"
"Red, yellow and green, Sir."
"Good girl." I ran my hands down her arms and delighted in the shiver that caused her body to tremble. She was fighting hard to keep silent and for the time being, winning. Taking both her hands in mine, I raised them above her head and placed the palms flat, on the door.
I removed the lamp and flowers from a nearby end table and slid it over to where I needed it. I bent Isabella´s right leg, lifted it to just the right height and placed her foot flat on the table. "Don´t move," I threatened menacingly. I took a step back, so I could get a good look at my handy work.
God, she was so beautiful!
I couldn´t wait to get my naughty pussycat in my personal playroom at home! "I can smell you," I sang wickedly. I was mesmerized as I watched how my words caused her fluids to begin to leaking down her her intoxicating aroma one last time, I decided to give my pet a little alone time, so I turned on my heel and exited the room.
I left my naughty girl to stew, while I slipped into the bedroom and slid on a pair of black silk sleep pants. That was the most comfortable attire I could find, to house the growing beast between my legs. I didn´t need the distraction, so regretfully, I put him away, until it was his turn to come out and play. Disappointed that I didn´t have any toys with me, I went into the bathroom to find something I could use as an implementation, to drive my pussycat wild.
Lying on the counter was Isabella´s hairbrush and a comb that I collected. Not what I had in mind, but it will have to do! On my way out the door, her silver flip-flops caught my eye, with a wicked grin on my face; I scooped one up and headed back to the sitting room.
I stood quietly in the door to the sitting area, watching Isabella squirm in anticipation; she would pay for disobeying me. Silently, I padded barefoot across the room; I brought my hand down swiftly on the right side of Isabella´s ass, causing her to yelp in surprise.
In a flash my body was flush to hers and my lips were brushing against her ear. "I said don´t fucking move," I breathed pinning her to the door. "Looks like somebody can´t seem to follow orders," I barked. "Maybe if I turned that pert little ass of yours nice and red, it´ll help with your concentration." I offered, pinching one of her cheeks. My hand tingled as I ran it slowly across her heated flesh. "What do you think, pussycat, do you deserve to be punished for misbehaving?"
Without so much as a pause, Isabella answered my question with a steady voice. "Whatever pleases you, Sir?" I couldn´t believe it; my girl wanted this as much as I did!
Un-fucking-believable!
I knew she was my fucking soul mate!
Whatever fucking pleases me! Those were the magic words. "Smart choice, Isabella." I love the way her full name fell from my lips. I could feel the adrenaline rush that always came with the opportunity to play, but this time was so much more. My love for this beautiful woman that was so trusting as she stood before me, giving me her complete submission so willingly, was mind-blowing. She´s everything I will ever want and all that I will ever need.
I ran my fingers between her swollen folds and was in no way disappointed with what I found. She was dripping fucking buckets of her arousal. "What the fuck is this, Isabella?" I questioned bring my glistening fingers to where she could see them. "Who the fuck is this for?" I hissed. "Tell me, pussycat, are you wet for me?"
"God, yes," she groaned wantonly. "You Sir, only you Sir."
She said those five words with so much conviction that it would have been impossible to not believe her. The deviant rejoiced at another opportunity to come out and play, while licking her sweet essence from my fingers. That wasn´t enough to please him, so I squatted down and decided to give him a larger taste of what was to come.
Flattening my tongue, I licked her sweet pussy from front to back and moaned as her tangy sweet juices danced on my taste buds. Her pussy tasted sweet and tangy like the ripest citrus fruit; I would make damn sure that I added Isabella´s cum to my daily vitamin list. The deviant in me roared with impatience! What are you waiting for?
Punish her! Spank her! Fuck her! Now! He screamed. There was a battle raging inside of me and it all centered on this beautiful naked woman standing in front of me.
I knew I was driving her wild, but I didn´t want her to fail; she was still learning and I would be firm, but patient while I trained her to serve me. My naughty girl had other plans in mind though, as she attempted to grind her pussy into my face. Oh little girl, little girl, you have so much to learn!
Using my forearm to apply pressure to her lower back, I stilled the movements of my obviously greedy girl. "Ahh," I mused. "It would appear that my pet has a problem keeping still, so I´m going to have to teach her a lesson." I threatened. "Hands behind your back. Now!"
Gripping her leg, I lowered it from the table and moved her to stand in front of the brown leather ottoman sitting in front of the matching brown leather chair. I circled her a few times, taking in all the tell-tale signs of her growing arousal. Her scent had taken over the room, her body heat had risen to such levels that I could feel it burning me even though we weren´t touching. And her nipples, god they were magnificent, and the perky little buds had darkened to a creamy dusty rose color; they were so elongated and hard that she could probably cut through glass. All I could think about was having my girl go all day with nipple bands and how sensitive and turned on her nipples would be. Not helping the situation in my pants!
I watched a single bead of sweat leave a trail of moisture from Isabella´s neck to the valley between her legs; my Adam´s apple bobbed painfully in my throat as I gathered my items of implementation and laid them just outside of her line of sight. I didn´t want her to know as much as I did, so I kept them out of sight. Picking up the comb, I moved to stand behind her. "This," running the teeth of the comb up and down her spine, scratching with just enough pressure to be pleasurable, "was supposed to be about pleasure, but since you seem to be having a hard time staying focused, I think you need to be reminded of your place." I took the slipper and gave her six quick swats to various places on her backside and thighs.
The sounds coming from deep inside her chest, was causing my dick to throb painfully. I couldn´t wait to find out all of the kinky things my little girl loved to do. Rubbing my hand on her on her heated flesh soothingly, I continued on with my spiel. "Maybe, if you behave and take your punishment like a good little pet, I might let you release." Isabella visibly shuddered at my words, but the heavy scent of her arousal, let me know that she was more than okay with my plan of action.
I lowered myself onto the ottoman and gave my knees a pat. "Lie face down with your lower body across my lap, hands clasped behind your head." She wasted no time getting into position, hands clasped, ass perched high in the air, the sight of it caused my cock to twitch. The soft sigh that escaped her let me know that she felt it too.
Perfection!
I ran a hand across her creamy mounds and inserted two fingers deep into her wet folds. She sucked in a sharp breath, but otherwise remained completely silent. "Very good, pet," I cooed softly, "you´re doing well. It pleases me how hard you try to make me happy." I massaged her sweet spot slowly, wanting to keep her teetering on the edge, but not give her enough to fall over. "If you take your punishment like a good pet, I promise to give you a nice reward. Now, my pet, what color are we?"
It may have been considered coercion, the way my fingers were massaging her g-spot, but nevertheless Isabella was certain of her answer. "Green, Sir... your girl," she panted, "is... ungh... very green." The last part came out sounding like a sultry moan.
Unable to stop myself, I dragged my juice-covered digits up the line separating her ass cheeks headed for her puckered rosebud. I thoroughly enjoy anal play, but had never physically penetrated anyone that way before.
To me that was something too intimate to just share with anyone. I preferred using anal beads, dildos or plugs for that type of play, but the thought of taking Isabella there and it being both our first times, was invigorating.
I was as hard as a fucking slab of granite just thinking about it. I gently pushed the tip of my lubricated finger inside and her body stiffened. "Easy, pet," I soothed. "Does my naughty girl trust me?"
"Y... ye... yes, Sir," she sputtered out nervously.
"Are you sure?" I questioned tersely. "Do you need to use your safe word?" I knew that she trusted me not to hurt her, but I wanted her to trust herself enough to give in to what her body was screaming that it wanted.
Of course, I would never do something like this without preparing her first, but I just wanted her to know that I did plan to pop that sweet ass cherry of hers in the very near future.
"Yes, Sir, I´m sure." she said much steadier this time.
"Good girl," I cooed, stroking her head softly, her body began to visibly relax, allowing me a bit more access. I started moving my finger in and out of her tight little hole slowly, causing her to whimper quietly. I decided to overlook her infraction and instead, share with her my plans. "You like that, don`t you?" I teased, stopping my finger with just the first half remaining inside of her. "The feel of my finger buried deep in that tight little asshole of yours. I like it too," I taunted. "So much so, that I´m going to prepare your sweet ass for my cock, then I´m going to fuck you so hard in that tight little ass of yours," resuming my finger fucking her sweet puckered hole, "until you scream my name and beg me to cum." I knew she was getting close by the way her walls of ass were constricting around my finger, as much as I wanted her to explode just from me play with her ass, she still had a punishment to receive.
Her breathing was erratic and I could feel her juices soaking through the leg of my pants. Fuck! She was so responsive to me! The thought of her kneeling naked outside my playroom and wearing my collar had me on the verge of blowing my fucking load.
Without removing my finger I brought my other hand down her ass with a loud resounding smack. "Not yet, naughty girl," I hissed and removed my finger. "My girl still needs to receive her punishment. Five warm-up slaps with my hand, then ten more, with my little makeshift paddle. You will not make one sound, because if you do, you will go without release. Am I understood?" I asked sternly.
"Yes, Sir," she whispered.
"What color are we, pet?"
"Green, Sir... your girl is green," she panted in an almost needy fashion.
Without another thought, I brought my hand down on the luscious flesh of her creamy little ass. My movements were precise and sure, never landing in the same place twice. I knew that her skin was virgin and she was new to this, so I handled her accordingly.
The residual sound effects of the hairbrush connecting with the skin of Isabella´s ass was music to my ears. Her tears were coming hard and fast, cascading down her face in a waterfall. Her body trembled from the sting of the pain she was no doubt feeling by now, but she never said a word. She lay there stoically and took her punishment like the good little pet that I knew she was.
Part of me, wanted to just hold her and wipe away her tears, even though I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. For us, this was a test, to see if we could have a D/s relationship. I knew that if I didn´t have the balls to punish her, then I had no business trying to be her Dom. Thankfully, I was strong enough and deserved to dominate this beautiful creature.
By the time the brush connected with her flesh for the last stroke, we were both covered in a light sheen of sweat. Despite the fact that her face was blotchy and tear-stained from crying, Isabella´s tangy sweet elixir was literally pouring from her body, letting me know that she was stilled very much aroused by what was going on.
I decided that she had done extremely well for her first time and she should be rewarded. "You did very well, pet," I whispered, as I stroked and kneaded her heated flesh. "Is there something you´d like to say to me?"
"Th-tha-thank you, Sir," she hiccuped. "Thi-this g-girl... i-is s-s-sorry you had to punish her." My mouth lifted in a glorious smile and my heart swelled at the words that had fallen from her lips. She was without a doubt a natural submissive, and with me as her Dom, I knew with complete certainty that she was going to be the perfect sub.
Her ass was now sporting the most beautiful shade of pink that I had ever seen; it was second only to her beautiful blush. "Shhh, hush now," I soothed. "Since you did so well, I´ve got a little treat for you." Giving her tush another light tap I said, "Up you go." Isabella wobbled slightly before becoming steady on her feet; I moved her over to one of the massage tables, I was thankful that they were still there.
"On the table, face up, pussycat." I demanded. I placed her hands above her head and her feet flat on the table, touching the backs of her thighs. Spreading them shoulder length apart, I licked my lips as I eyed her moist sex.
I could see the evidence of her need glistening on her lower lips and on the inside of her creamy thighs; my pants were extremely uncomfortable as the monster grew in size and length. My dick was oozing the evidence of my own arousal, but he would have to wait. "I´m going to taste that sweet little pussy of yours now. You may be as vocal as you wish, but you are not to move. And under no circumstances are you to cum unless I give you permission." I told her sternly. "Let me hear you, pet," I ran my tongue through the entire length of her swollen slit, driving her wild, "Let me hear how much you enjoy it when I fuck that tight little cunt of yours with my mouth."
"Ungh..." moaned Isabella. "Sir, please..." she was gripping the top of the table so hard her knuckles were turning white.
I nipped and sucked, licked and teased her engorged nub, before plunging my tongue deep into her vaginal cavity, causing her to cry out in pleasure. I moaned into her sex as she fought with sheer determination not to move.
I had my tongue buried so deep within the walls of her tight pussy that I could feel how close she was. My nose would rub her clit with sweet friction each time my tongue pumped in and out of her like a piston. My face was covered in her arousal and I couldn´t have been happier. I was fucking drowning in her exotic juices!
"Sir, pleaseeeeeeee..." she cried, "this girl... ungh... God... needs..." she was wound so tight she couldn´t get her thoughts to form the words she needed to say in order to get permission for her release. " Arghhhhh..."
"Not yet, pet," I hissed through gritted teeth. "You better not fucking cum!" Swirling my middle finger in her juices, I coated it sufficiently and slowly inserted it into her puckered back hole, while biting down on her swollen bundle of nerves, the added sensations became too much and she holding on to the table for dear life. I was in awe of my beautiful pussycat, as I watched with rapt fascination how her body arched perfectly from the table; she was perfect.
"Sir, please..." she panted, "cum... cum... Sir please..." she was grunting and moaning so wildly that it was making me insane. I knew we didn´t have long before she exploded; the spanking alone had her senses on high alert, so by now she was just a ticking time bomb.
With my thumb and middle fingers filling and thrusting inside both of her tight holes, I pinched her clit and gave her what she so desperately needed. "Cum for me, Isabella," I growled. I was not prepared for what happened next, but I couldn´t fucking wait for it to happen again.
Isabella´s body seized and arched completely off the table, while a clear stream of warm liquid sprayed all over my chest. My fucking girl had just squirted all over me; if that wasn´t the fucking hottest thing I´d ever seen, then I don´t know what the fuck was. She let out a deep feral snarl that sounded sexy as hell; while I watched her pussy clench and release like a fucking vortex. I was in pussy paradise!
She had been taking Advil for the vaginal soreness and stiff muscles, so I knew that she would be more than capable of handling my raging hard-on and me! If I didn´t bury myself deep inside her tight pussy and fast, I was going to self-destruct.
I didn´t bother to give her a chance to catch her breath, before yanking her sweaty body to the end of the table, ripping my painfully hard cock from its flimsy cage and slamming into her fiery heat.
"Fuckkkkk!" I hissed through painfully gritted teeth. Her pussy engulfed my cock in its silky folds like I was the missing piece to an incomplete puzzle. "Your pussy is so fucking tight, pussycat," I grunted, as I slammed in and out of her wet heat. Her walls had yet to stop convulsing and I was having one hell of a time fighting off my release. It was taking all my restraint to keep from busting a nut and being labeled a minuteman.
I refused to let this moment end so soon, so I grabbed her legs brought them together and turned her, so that she was laying on her back, but her hips were twisted and her bent knees where facing sideways. Never missing a stroke, the sound of my balls slapping her ass rang out loudly in the otherwise quiet suite.
The new angle not only made her pussy clamp down on my dick tighter, but it also allowed me to go deeper and hit another angle that had me speaking in another fucking language. "Fuck, fuck, fuckkkkk!" I pulled almost all the way out, only to just plow back in even deeper into my own personal heaven.
"Ahhhh... Sir, your cock... love... cock... Sir," she chanted in a convoluted fashion. "Cock... Sir, please... need cock... hard... full... Oh Godddddd!" she grunted animalistic. I almost didn´t recognize her voice, she was so far gone, she wasn´t even in control of her body anymore. My naughty girl had reached her place of euphoria!
The coil building in the pit of my stomach and the burning heat swirling in my swollen balls was becoming too much to ignore. I was so fucking close I could feel the twitch of my impending release pulsating like a pendulum marking time as the hour approached.
I gathered Isabella´s legs in my arms and threw them over my left shoulder and drove us both home. The new angle was like the hit of some type of powerful drug, and I wasn´t going to stop until I over dosed on her essence. Even though I was pumping my shaft in and out of her, she was in me. She was the blood that flowed through my veins, the oxygen that burned my lungs... the reason for my very existence.
Fitting her perfectly proportioned mounds in me hands, I used my arms to cage her body in, tightened the muscles in my legs and rolled me hips forward, hitting her sweet spot on every down stroke of my manhood.
"Haaaa..." she hissed at the new sensations. "There... fuck me... God, right there..." try as she may she couldn´t get away from me; I was everywhere. "T... t... too... ungh... much... c... cu- cum, t... too... fuckkkkkkk..." her eyes rolled back in her head and tears pooled in her glazed over eyes. "Pleaseeee!" She was floating somewhere high in the stratosphere. My pet was so beautiful in her submission!
I had seen my fair share of subs, which were fortunate enough to reach the coveted plateau of sub-space, but watching Isabella was a totally different kind of experience. She had this magnificent glow on her entire body that was hypnotizing to watch. I pinched her nipples and gave a little tug, "cum for me pet," I whisper yelled alternating between rolling my hips and thrusting deep into her pussy.
Isabella was so far gone that the only evidence of her release, was a contented sigh and the feel of her pussy walls milking my cock, virtually robbing me of my own release. "Ungh," I grunted, "ungh, ungh, unghhhhhhhh..." I pumped in and out of Isabella´s contracting core three more times, before shooting my hot spunk deep into her waiting cavern.
My stomach and leg muscles contorted painfully, as wave after wave of my seed mixed with hers. We were both a hot sticky mess, when my legs gave out and my body collapsed on top of hers. The rapid pull and release of staggering breaths could be heard ringing throughout the suite, sounding as if we´d both just finished running a marathon.
As much as I wanted to lie there buried deep inside Isabella´s core until checkout time tomorrow, I knew that I had to attend to her needs. She would soon be feeling the after affects of such intense play. And I needed to help guide her down safely from her high. This is what I longed to do the night of our first scene.
Just as I separated from her body, hissing as the cool air of the room replaced her natural heat, I felt the onset of tremors racking her tiny body. I hated the feeling of detachment the separating of our joined bodies caused, but her needs had to come first; so I quickly retrieved the fluffy hotel robe from the floor and covered up her shaking torso.
I turned toward the bedroom, only to be stopped my Bella´s broken sobs. "Pah-pa-pa-pah-lease... da-da-da-don´t... la-la-leave... ma-meee..." she stuttered, her teeth were chattering so hard I was afraid she would bite her tongue. I had to calm her before she unknowingly caused herself harm.
"Shhh, Angel," I soothed, brushing the sweaty locks from her face. "I won´t be far, I promise. I´m just going to run us a nice hot bath." I assured her lovingly. "Can you wait here for me, Bella? I promise I won´t be long," I continued stroking her cheek, knowing that my touch would bring her comfort.
The look she gave damn near shattered my heart into a million pieces; she was confused by my response and immediately went into panic mode. "Nooo," she shook her head vehemently. "I´m sorry, Sir, I did not mean to upset you." she cried. "Please... please, this girl is sorry."
I was confused; I had no idea why she was acting this way. What would make her think that I was angry with her? I tried to rack brain for whatever caused her distress but I was drawing a blank. "Hey there, why would you say that?" I asked. "I´m not angry with you. You didn´t do anything wrong."
She looked so small and fragile as she searched my eyes for reassurance. Only after finding whatever it was that she needed, did she speak. "Well, why did you call me Bella?" she asked shyly, while looking down and refusing to make eye contact with me.
Lifting her chin, I got lost in the swimming chocolate pools of her eyes, it was an explosion of green and brown... mixing, swirling, uniting. "I´m sorry, Sweetheart," I smiled apologetically. "I called you Bella, because I wanted you to know that we were back to being just Edward and Bella now, and the scene was officially over."
"Oh," she sniffled, drawing her lip nervously between her teeth. I could tell she was embarrassed; by the way her cheeks flamed with color. She continued to eye me with the look of a lost little lamb and gnawed worriedly on her bottom lip.
Stroking her cheek soothingly, I made an attempted to calm her, so that I could leave. "How about I draw us a bath, and we can talk about what happened while we soak," I offered, rubbing her warm cheek tenderly. "Will you be okay until I get back?" I ran my hand nervously through my tangled mane, hoping she would allow me a moment to get everything ready, so I could take care of her.
She nodded her head weakly and drew the robe tighter around her body, making herself look even smaller. With a quick kiss to her sweet lips, I hurried in the bathroom to start the tub. When I was sure that everything was running smoothing in there, I returned to the sitting room to collect Bella.
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Bella squealed in surprise, when I lifted her from the table, into my arms and proceeded to carry her in to the enormous state of the art bathroom. I gently settled her in the hot soapy water, so I could remove my extremely sticky and uncomfortable sleep pants. Once I was naked, I climbed in behind her and let out a long sigh of contentment; I was finally home.
I rested my back against the cool marble of the large Jacuzzi bathtub and pulled my brown-eyed beauty to rest against my chest. "Mmm..." she purred, "this feels nice." Her eyes fluttered closed and she began humming quietly in satisfaction. The blissful carefree sounds of her mindless tune filled my heart with happiness. How could something so simple bring me so much joy?
We sat there, just soaking in companionable silence for an immeasurable amount of time and as the seconds turned into minutes and the minutes inched closer to hours, I began to feel less and less alone.
The more time I spent with Bella this week, the more I was convinced that I could no longer live without her. And I didn´t mean just in the same city. I wanted Bella to be with me and share my home. I wanted her to share my life!
I wanted to have this feeling every day. This feeling of completion! I wanted it... with her. I knew it may have been too soon, but I wanted to ask her to move in with me. In my mind it made perfect sense. I´m sure she didn´t want to live with Alice forever and why buy or rent some place just to have to live alone, when she could live with me. Besides, if I had my way, she´d be spending most nights in one of my beds anyway!
Lost in my own head, I was daydreaming of kissing Bella´s soft supple lips first thing every morning before we left for work and every night, just before we crawled into our comfortable bed to sleep entangled in each other´s arms. What a way to kick off the New Year!
I was so caught up in my fantasy that it didn´t register that Bella was speaking to me. "Edward... Edward... Edwarddddd..." Bella sang in mock annoyance at my lack of attention.
"Huh, uh wha... what?" I stuttered in confusion.
The tinkling sound of Bella´s giggles echoed off of the walls of the quiet bathroom. It was music to my ears! "Hey you," she whispered softly and nuzzled deeper into my chest. "What were you thinking so hard about?" She took the pointer finger of her right hand and gently smoothed out the crease in my brow. I could tell she was nervous by the way she was worrying her lip. "Was it... you know... about what we did?"
Her brown eyes stared into mine with so much uncertainty that it caused me physical pain. God, I´m such a fucking idiot! I thought.
Yes, you are! Now can you please clear up this mess!
Grrrr... I´m such a fucking pussy, when it comes to her!
You got that right! Now, if you´re going to be her Dominant, amongst other things, you need to get your head out of your ass! You are going to cause us to lose her, before we even have her! The deviant screamed.
Cupping her heart-shaped face in my hands, I did my best to put her mind at ease. "Baby, I am so fucking sorry," I said apologetically. "I was just trying to give you time to gain your bearings. Things did, uh, get a little bit intense in there," I smirked. "This is usually the time that we use to discuss what happened. Like what you liked or maybe didn´t like that way we are able to grow and learn from each other. It also helps me plan and know where I need to take things, but that will all become a lot easier once we exchange checklists. That is if you´re still interested in being my sub." I made the last statement with trepidation, since I wasn´t sure if that was something that she still wanted.
Her face lit up with excitement, at something I said. I was about to ask what it was, when she spoke bashfully. "I would love to," she blushed, "be your sub, I mean. I don´t want that type of relationship with anyone else. I trust you with my life, Edward." My heart nearly exploded with the joy that was pulsing through my veins. I was almost afraid. Could things really be that easy? I didn´t think so, but I would definitely not look a gift horse in the mouth and just live in the moment.
When I finally found my voice, I questioned her about what we´d done. "So, is there anything we did that you want to talk about? Any questions? Concerns maybe?" I wanted her to feel comfortable opening up, she had to be able to tell me what she did or didn´t like about the scene, in the beginning it would help me plan scenes, until I was able to gauge her natural reactions to things.
I could tell by the look on her face that she needed just a little push in the right direction. "Right now," stroking her cheek, "we´re just Edward and Bella, so you can ask me anything. Maybe, tell me if I went too far or did something you didn´t like." I gripped her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze and nodded my head slightly indicating that she should speak.
"Uh... well," she started barely speaking above a whisper. "I would like to know what happened, um... at the end? I just felt so out of sorts, like I couldn´t control my emotions." She drew patterns on my chest and the contact seemed to help settle her some. "I was almost afraid to let you walk out of the room. Is it normal... to feel that way?"
I took a moment to compose myself, because I didn´t want to scare or overwhelm her with my answers. She needed to be eased into this lifestyle, and too much at one time could bring about sensory overload. Bella already doubted the hold that she had on me, if only she knew the truth that it was just as hard, if not harder, for me to walk away from her earlier.
Continuing to play with the fingers of the hand I was holding, I did my best to address her concerns. "What you experienced in the end was called sub-space, and no two people experience it the same way." She opened her mouth to speak, but I shook my head and went on. "Some people may cry, laugh, or space-out even, it´s just that you´re so lost in your own mind that you let go and give over to the pleasure that your body craves. It´s almost like a high of sorts, from what I´ve heard each time is like a new high. It´s not something that I´ve ever had the pleasure of experiencing, but I have talked about it with other subs." I smiled as I imagined us doing this on a regular basis after playtime. "Can you tell me what it was like for you?"
"Well," she furrowed her brow in deep concentration, "it´s kind of hard to explain, but for me, it felt highly emotional and freeing all at the same time, if that makes sense. I didn´t have control over my body; I didn´t know if I could stop myself from cumming; it was almost like I was watching things happen from the sidelines, but it felt like my natural reaction should have been fear." she said skeptically.
"And were you afraid?" I asked with trepidation, not sure if I wanted to hear the answer; I waited with bated breath for her to respond.
She looked me directly in the eye and whispered, "no", shaking her head from side to side. "I know I´ve already said this, but I trust you to take care of me Edward; I knew that if I let go, you wouldn´t let me fall. I know now that I was not just born to be a submissive; I was born to be your submissive." She reached up to cup my cheek and I became lost in her stare. "I love you, Edward and only want this with you; I could never trust another man the way I trust you."
My eyes glazed over at her declaration, words couldn´t describe the emotion I could feel building up inside me. Without warning, I crashed my lips to hers, pouring out every ounce of my feelings for her through my lips. When we could no longer avoid taking a breath, we broke apart and just clung to one another. I couldn´t help but to breathe in her intoxicating scent, as I held on to her for dear life. "What did I ever do to deserve you, Baby?"
"That makes two of us," she echoed.
Knowing that she probably wouldn´t bring it up, I decided to ask her how she felt about being punished. "So," I began. "How did you feel about your punishment?" I had to bite my lip, just to keep from laughing as I watched the redness of her blush color first her shoulders and then rise slowly up to her cheeks. That was a definite sign that my little pet was not opposed to being taken over my knee.
"It was overwhelming," was all she said.
"Really? How so?"
"Well, first off, I really felt bad, because my lack of obedience caused you to have to punish me," she explained. "And secondly, I was shocked that the pain didn´t make me cry."
I moved to the side a little more so I could get a better look at her face; I wanted to look her in the eye when I asked my next question. "Then why were you crying, if it wasn´t from the pain?" I thought I knew the answer, but I needed to hear it from her.
She looked me directly in the eye and said with conviction, "I was crying because I had disappointed you. I would rather feel the pain of a thousand spankings, than to feel the pain of your disappointment." I was blown away by her words. She was a novice, untrained, but already she got it. She got what some veteran subs didn´t even get. My Isabella was a true diamond in the rough that deserved to be treasured.
A silence fell over the room that was in no way awkward, but more or less a moment of contemplation. Just when I thought Bella was finished with her questions, she broke her silence. "Edward."
"Mmmhmm," I answered pensively.
"You didn´t answer my other question."
"Which one was that, Love?"
"The need I felt to cling to you afterward," she asked hesitantly, "is that normal?" She looked up at me with big doe eyes, very much resembling a scared little lamb.
"Yes and no," I explained. She looked perplexed, but I just continued. "Depending on what we do, sometimes like tonight, it can be very intense, so you would need the physical skin-to-skin contact to help bring you down. I would hate for you to experience sub-drop, or any type of depression." I stroked her cheek with my thumb soothingly, "it´s my job, as your Dom to take care of you and to meet all of your needs and a big part of those needs are emotional."
Bella sighed quietly, while mulling over my words. I could tell by the look on her face that she wanted to tell me something else, but was debating on whether or not she should tell me. That was going to be a problem, as much as I wish that I could, I wasn´t able to read her mind; she would have to learn to communicate better if this was going to work.
When it was apparent that she wasn´t going to tell me what was on her mind, I spoke. "Isabella," I called sternly. Her head snapped up and her eyes grew wide with fright. "This," I gestured between us, "will not work if you don´t talk to me. Communication plays a key role in a D/s relationship. How can I take care of you, if won´t tell me what you need?" I pleaded. "Now tell me what it is that you are keeping locked away from me in that beautiful head of yours?"
"I... I just fear that if I become too needy..." she looked away, "you´ll grow tired of me."
I lifted her chin so I could look into her expressive eyes and spoke with ferocity, "You silly beautiful girl. Don´t you know that I could never tire of you? As my sub, you hold all the power, it´s me who needs you." I said smiling. "I should probably worry that you will grow tired of me and move on." Even though I was joking, the thought of another man´s hands on my Isabella had me clenching my hands painfully into fists.
Bella kissed me softly and spoke into my lips, "Then we have nothing to worry about, because that´s never going to happen." Her words brought an end to all doubt and the conversations; we just enjoyed our bath, talking about anything and nothing at all.
The water eventually cooled, so we drained the tub and moved to the shower. Ironically, we were able to make it through an entire shower without any funny business. It was easy because we were both spent from our earlier hard releases, so fatigue beat out the need to get frisky.
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I had taken care of Bella´s backside and thighs by rubbing her down with lotion when we got out of the shower; they were still a bit red, but there wouldn´t be any permanent marks left behind. I did inform her that she would feel the after effects of her spanking for a little while longer. That got her attention!
I grinned smugly at her shameless moans, when I told her that I couldn´t wait to redden her backside and send her off to work, to spend the whole day with a reminder of who it was that she belonged to; my sexy little vixen purred at the idea.
It was still quite early and I hadn´t made any prior plans; so I was about to turn away from my laptop to ask Bella if she had any suggestions on how we could spend the rest of our evening, since we had to get an early start to Forks tomorrow.
We were lying in bed checking our respective emails; we could only cut the real world out or lives for so long. Before I could open my mouth to speak, Bella literally attacked me. "Oh my God!" Bella screamed, startling me from the email concerning a hospital benefit I was reading. "I can´t believe it. Edward, it´s finally over!"
I was taken aback when she pushed the laptop out of the way and climbed into my lap, bouncing up and down with excitement. I lost all train of thought. The sight of her perfect braless tits bobbing up and down underneath my t-shirt had me in a trance. I knew that she was asking me something, but her luscious mounds had my undivided attention at the moment. I could feel myself hardening beneath her. Fuck! Cue the sleeping dragon!
I don´t think he´s sleeping anymore!
I gulped audibly, trying my like hell to dislodge the lump in my throat. The drool sliding down my chin wasn´t all that manly either, this woman had reduced me to a fucking horny teenager in a matter of seconds. I was in my happy place!
"Edward Cullen," admonished Bella, "my eyes are up here." She crossed her arms over her voluptuous chest, obstructing my view of the twins.
"Hey," I whined, grabbing her hips to control her movements. "I was looking at those." I mock pouted. "And furthermore, if you want to get my undivided attention," I thrust the little problem that she was responsible for into her hot naked center, "I suggest you stop moving." She ducked her head shyly and her face turned beet red. I will never get tired of that fucking blush!
"Sorry," she whispered, shrugging her shoulders innocently.
I lifted her chin and smirked at her reaction, "Now can you tell me what all the commotion was for?"
That just seemed to set her off again, I couldn´t help but chuckle at the enthusiasm I could feel rolling off of her in waves. This was definitely Alice Cullen´s BFF! Thankfully, she didn´t make me wait to find out just what it was that we should be celebrating. "Edward, it´s over," she repeated again. "The annulment, everything´s final! I´m now a free woman! The best part is that it´s like it never happened." She was so happy that she was practically vibrating. "The ten million that bastard had to pay, didn´t hurt either," she added as an afterthought looking smug. Damn! Remind me never to get on her and Alice´s bad side!
"Congratulations, Baby," I breathed into her neck, as I pulled her in for a tight hug. "I´m glad that you´re finally rid of that bastard." I thought back to the comment she made about the money and decided to tease her. "Ten mil huh, remind me not to ever piss you off."
She punched me playfully in the chest, "Edward, don´t be silly, besides, you´re worth way more that a measly ten million dollars. I could get so much more from you," she stated, waving her hand around, as if that fact should have been obvious.
"Oh really," I said menacingly cocking an eyebrow. "Is that what you think?" I growled playfully.
"Edward Cullen, I´m not scared of you," she responded, crossing her tiny arms and giving me a perfect bitch brow. She was so funny. Like a little declawed kitten that still thought it could scratch.
"Oh, you really shouldn´t have said that, Ms. Swan," I smirked.
Before she knew what was happening, I had her on her back tickling her mercilessly. The sound of her laughing and squealing echoed off of the walls, never in my life had something felt so natural to me.
I finally relented, so that
she could catch her breath. Laying there on my side, I watched her flushed skin glow and her eyes shine with mirth and happy tears. Something came over me and I couldn´t stop my mouth from overriding my good judgment. "Bella, move in with me," I blurted without thinking.
Bella´s eyes grew wide with disbelief; apparently my word vomit took her by surprise. "Wait, what did you just ask me?"
Well if I was going to hell, I was going with a bang. Bringing my lips to hers in a sloppy kiss, I gave her my best Cullen panty dropping crooked smile and asked again. "Move in with me," I mock pouted. "Please?"
"Edward," she chastised rolling her eyes, "be serious. We´ve only been together officially, for a whopping 16 hours. Wouldn´t that a bit premature?"
I gave her my best pair of puppy dog eyes and prepared to grovel. "Not in my opinion. Bella, I`ve been in love with you for longer than I can remember and now that I have you, I don´t want to live another day without you by my side." I had no idea what had come over me, but I had spoken nothing but the truth to Bella and just hoped she was willing to give my idea a chance.
Bella looked at me like I´d grown a third head. "Edward, you can´t be serious?" she asked. "What about my dog, I can´t just move him into your house, nor can I just leave Mojo with Esme permanently, I´ve already neglected him enough as it is." The look of sadness that shone in her eyes when she spoke of her dog made it obvious to me how much she missed him and how little I actually knew about her.
I´ve never had a dog before, I mused.
I can´t believe you´re really considering this!
Bella let out a huge yawn. "Hey," I moved a piece of hair from her face and tucked behind her ear. It was apparent that I´d lost the battle, but I´d be damn if I was giving up on the war. I decided to let it go for now, until I could do a little more planning. "Is there anything in particular that you want to do later tonight besides get some rest?" I asked as she yawned again.
She shook her head no, chewing on her lip pensively. "Can we just stay here and cuddle, maybe watch a movie and order some room service? It´s been an exciting 24 hours and... I´m kind of beat." She was so cute the way her cheeks tinged a soft pink.
Stroking her hair softly, I agreed and suggested that she take a nap before dinner. The first thing on my to-do list was tracking down her dog. Looks like I had a bit of sucking up to do. If I could get Mojo to like me, then Bella would have no more excuses not to move in with me.
I kissed her forehead softly, grabbed my phone and headed out into the suite; I needed to make a few phone calls and didn´t want to disturb my sleeping angel. She was out as soon as her head hit the pillow. I guess I had worn my girl out!
Cullen, you´re one smug son-of-a-bitch!
Well, did it meet all of your standards? I hope you enjoyed what I did with the chapter and I can´t wait to hear from you all to see what you all thought of it. Don´t worry, they´ll be keeping the D/s part of their relationship hot and heavy. So leave me some love and make me feel good! Until next time here are a few rec´s that you all should check out:
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Okay, that ought to hold you until I get back! Hope to see you in two!
