Hey ya'll so here we go again another chapter as promised… I told you I wouldn't make anyone wait for to long!
I cant claim them as mine but man I wish they were, well at least Edward I want that man for me and me alone… *sighs*
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Steph, Kyla, Rachel, Cat, BBC, Sandra and now added to the crazy family Xquisite prodigy/blue shirt girl…u all make my day better and make me laugh and always bring me happiness… I'm so glad that I fell in love with Edward and the books and ultimately that brought me to all ur crazy asses and god knows I wouldn't change that for the world…
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Ne-yo- Miss Independant
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Chapter 9 Edward's POV
"I'm the motherfucking man!"
That was the only thought running through my mind as we pull away from the curb. I don't look back. I know she hasn't recovered from our last encounter and if I'm being perfectly honest, neither have I.
The taste of her sweet nectar still lingers on my tongue; her smell has infiltrated my senses and if I wasn't already seated in this car, I'm sure to have dropped to my knees. God her scent is so intoxicating, it has a floral smell with a hint of sweetness and if I could, I would live off of her nectar for the rest of my life.
I bet we could boss says my very hard and in pain friend from below.
My fingers still feel the warmth of her pussy. So hot and drenched, I felt the moisture seeping through her pants and onto my waiting fingers. My hands were itching to feel her bare, no barrier between us, just my rough hand on her baby smooth skin. I wanted nothing more in that moment, but for my fingers to be parting her folds, spreading her juices and slipping inside her warmth.
FUCK! This woman is going to be the death of me. She has gotten so deep under my skin. I want, need, and desire her. My heart beats for her and my cock rises only for her pussy. She owns my ass and she knows it. The little… minx.
That stunt she pulled back there should have earned her a spanking from me. My hand itches with the desire I have to bend her over my knee and leave her ass a nice shade of pink, to match those flushed cheeks.
She deserves it boss, she touched what's ours! My cock sneered and I agreed.
Playing with her pussy, touching what's mine! She threw the challenge at me when she walked away leaving me stunned and horny as hell at the café, but now she cemented the game of lion vs. lamb. My little lamb is way over her head thinking she's going to win. I'll let her stew in today's loss before I attack again. I'll wear her down and when she just doesn't have any fight left in her, I'll go all alpha male on her ass and teach her who's in charge and who she belongs to.
I'm the king in this mother fuckin' jungle and the sooner she learns that, the better.
"Fuck boss when are you going to get me inside of that hot little pussy?" my cock yelled.
He's been so moody lately. He tends to forget how much pain I'm in after having her in my hands. I could have so easily, pulled those tight little spandex pants off her and fucked her senseless. I had her in my hands, she wouldn't have denied me, of that I'm sure but when I fuck her it will be because she is begging like a bitch in heat.
Now don't get me wrong I love my princessa more than words could describe, but she's fighting me every step of the way. I want her to beg and need me like I need her. Only then will I touch her and mark her as mine to every motherfucker out there.
"Oh yeah! What if she's dating other fuckers in the mean time you dumb fuck?" Mr. Cock sneered at me.
Fuck me; the fucker has a good point!
My blood ran cold at the thought of her being picked up by some dumb insignificant fucker. Then the pure volcanic fury made me vow to kill anyone stupid enough to get close and ask her for a date.
She. Was. Mine… Plain and simple!
Looking towards Jasper, I see his shoulders shaking in silent laughter, his lips twitching trying so hard to rein it in.
"What fucker? Spit it out already!" I yell at the idiot.
"She's quite the little spit fire isn't she?" he said, now with a full on belly laugh. "I've never seen you so worked up, and the way you walked back to the car, all shocked and stunned, says she got one over on the almighty Mr. Edward Cullen."
He doesn't say anything else after I threaten to shoot his ass, leaving him with only one working nut.
We make it back to my office in the Down Town area in record time and get to work right away. Just because I'm in the mob doesn't mean I don't have a nine to five. Owning half the city is a lot of work and keeping cops and feds along with city officials in check is a full time job on its own.
Especially when you have a few, that think they know more than you. Greed is a dangerous thing and these idiots don't know that their own, will be their down fall.
But enough about that, I have other things that need my attention at the moment…
And no, before you ask Isabella isn't it at the moment. I wish it was, but I have real work to get done people.
Right as we speak I'm building the Marlins their own stadium. Baseball is one of the few past times I allow myself to indulge in. I love our team, so it's only logical that I make this happen and the citizens of Miami love me for it so it's a win win in my book.
I answer emails from over the weekend and get my daily reports from all the agencies under my payroll. There's nothing new to report, but everyone is keeping an eye out for Hunter. I want him watched 24 hours a day, no excuse. If he takes a shit I want to know, if he scratches his balls I want to know and if he's coming anywhere near my shit I want a bullet put through his head…
Yeah that detailed.
Sitting here in the silence of my office, I reflect back to the last few days and my little princessa. She means the world to me. A part of me loves this fight for dominance we have going and I'm sure when we finally do get together we'll be explosive. But there's a part of me that just wants her in my arms to hold tight and keep safe.
It's been such a battle within me to not just rush to her apartment, grab her and bring her home where she belongs. The way she felt today as I trapped her was indescribable, she fit perfectly against me. I'd bet my life on the fact that she was made for me!
I'm so deep in thought about her body and warmth, that I don't hear Emmett come in with Rose in tow.
"So bro, word around the water cooler is you got your ass handed to you by quite the little woman," he snickers.
Rose unable to hold it in much longer, jumps right in adding her two cents. "Yeah! What happened Eddie? I thought no one could get one over on you, much less leave you hanging and playing Rosie palm games."
They both bust out laughing at my expense, only making me angrier with every sound coming out of their mouths. Slamming my hand down on my desk causes them both sober up quickly and look at me sheepishly.
"Listen here fucktards, cut the shit and get to the point for your visit. And by the way Rosie, the name's Edward not mother fuckin' Eddie. Also, since it seems you two are confused about this, let me clear up any confusion you might have. My love life is none of your business and as such should be respected. What happened with me and my girl is not of your concern!" I yell at the pair.
"Damn Edward, it was just a joke. Jasper was right, she did do a number on you," my brother chuckled, not at all intimidated by me.
My glare cuts him off; he squares his shoulders and gets down to business.
"Look we just came by to let you know Dad got a hold of Charlie early this morning and he assured Dad he would be in town in a week. Seems his daughter is now living here and taking over the business. They want to spend some time with her before he and Renee leave for a second honeymoon towards the end of the year. And before you ask, no we don't know where she is exactly. All we know is that she moved in somewhere on the beach and she and her two friends are setting up office in one of our abandoned buildings at the port. Dad offered it to Charlie as a gift for Bella, and to make sure no one snoops in her shit so to speak."
Chills ran down my spine…
Could she be the same girl that has been invading my every thought since the weekend? No, it couldn't be Isabella - she is so tiny and fragile; I could break her in two without even trying. My girl's feisty and shit, but she couldn't handle a 300 pound guy coming at her, much less kill him. Charlie's Bella and my Isabella can't be one in the same.
Shaking my head at the ridiculous thoughts I focus back on what these two are saying and catch the end of his speech. "So yeah we'll have to do some recon on the warehouse to get a good view of this chick and her friends and see if they are as good as we hear they are or if we are going to have to step in and save their asses from ruining a nail."
SMACK…
"Oooww, dammit Rosie" yelled Emmett.
"You dumb fucking ignorant prick! Did you forget that I saved your ass the first time we met? What would your mother and sister say if they heard you talking shit like we're the weaker sex? How many times have I not saved you or Twiddle Dee outside over the years? Huh? Answer me you idiot - don't just stand there looking all deer caught in the headlights," she screamed at her other half.
"Damn Rosie, I didn't mean it like that. You know that the three of you are without a doubt the three strongest women out there. I would never doubt you babe or my mother and sister. But we don't know these chicks babe. We need to see what they are made of first before we can be sure they are safe and can handle themselves. I meant no disrespect, and Dad would be horrified if we let something happen to the child of his dear friend." explained a sad and remorseful Emmett. He would never disrespect his Rose, never.
I know he doesn't want to have her upset with him, so I need to diffuse this situation and help a brother out…literally.
"Look you two, I know you mean well and all, but let them be. If Dad is sure about this Charlie guy and trusts him so openly, then so do I. He would never put his child in danger. I'm sure he's trained her to be able to take over. He has a reputation to uphold and everyone knows that as much as we are feared and respected, so are the Swans. He wouldn't feed her to the sharks, without weapons to kill the first bastard that tries to make a meal out of her. So let's just trust that they know what they are doing, and if and when they need us, we will be there to back them up. Okay?"
I finish my speech and they both nod in agreement before leaving my office. On their way out, Rose comes up to me to give me a hug and whispers "I'm happy for you E, and if she can hand you your ass at every turn and keep you on your toes, she must be an angel sent from above to you as a gift. DON'T FUCK THIS UP!" she yells the last part, but with a huge smile adorning her face.
Rosie's last words stay with me long after they leave.
I would never want to lose her now that I've found her, she's my reason for living and I would do anything to keep her safe and happy. I need to put someone on her detail to make sure she's safe at all times, plus it wont hurt to know what she does, when she does it and with whom…
Not being able to stand being so far away from her any longer, I head out to buy her a little something to help her think of me. The sex toy shop isn't too far from where I last encountered her this morning. Knowing exactly what I want to give her, I make my way over to the stand and buy a kit to make a nice model of my dick.
Since my little doll likes to play hard to get, I'm going to fight fire with fire and send her an exact replica of my ten inch cock for her pleasure and mine. Because the only way she will be getting off from now on will be from my dick pounding into her tight pussy or her fucking herself with the replica of my cock.
Yep, time to turn up the game a few notches and see how she fights back after this…
So what ya think huh?
Okay so recs for this week…
Xquisite prodigy- how to fix a pretty boy… this story owns my ass and I love it to pieces even u, little sneaky fucker that she is blue t-shirt girl people embrace her but hide all the sharp object…okay so model Edward and sassy Bella need I say more add canoli's to the mix and u have one hell of a ride on your hands…
Also this week I'm so in love with
Kiki the dreamers –a question of time…
British Edward set in the 90s ….Lucy is hilarious and so is Japanese Jake…really cute love story between B/E… from great author leave her some love and tell her I sent ya!
