Rating: M
Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer of Twilight fame, owns it all, I don't,
I just wish I did…. and I mean Edward Cullen.
A/N…Thank you, thank you, thank you beta girls. LovinRob and Amandac3 are the best ever and if you haven't read them yet, you are truly missing out. They only make me look good but theirs are awesome….check it out.
For those of you familiar with Lake Tahoe, you know exactly what I am saying here, but for those of you not familiar, you don't know what you are missing. Grab your DH or DB and go on a vacay….you won't be disappointed.
CHAPTER 5
Bella
Moaning, I roll over to shut off the alarm and feel my body ache terribly. I'm glad I decided to take a break today because I don't think I could have handled another day of hard skiing like that. I lower my feet to the floor and slowly attempt to stand without my legs giving out on me. I had no idea I was this out of shape. I decide right then and there to get a gym membership as soon as I get home. Thinking a hot shower will feel really good, I head into the bathroom. I turn on the water and pop a couple of Advil's hoping that will relieve some of the muscle ache.
After I dry my hair, I put a little curl in it and wear it down. I decide to wear my favorite pair of skinny jeans and a blue V neck sweater. I put on my knee high boots, a little blush and mascara and head to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee. Edward didn't say anything about breakfast so I thought it a good idea to have something just in case. I throw a bagel into the toaster, find the cream cheese in the refrigerator and wait for the coffee. While the bagel is toasting I turn on the stereo and Loreena McKinnett's the Mummers Dance is on so I start to dance to the hypnotic melody. It has a beautiful rhythmic beat and I allow myself to "dance like nobody's watching" as they say, believing that was actually true, until I look up and see Edward watching me through the small glass window in the front door. I quickly turn on the toes of my boots and smack my palms on the counter as pure mortification sets in. I dread answering the door and I am absolutely positive that every red blood cell in my body has settled into the two small cheeks on my face.
"Hello, Edward, good morning!" I say as I let him in, trying to act totally normal as I make my way to the coffee pot.
"Good morning, Bella" He says looking me over from head to toe and not hiding the fact that he's doing it. "Good song?" He asks, running the back of his finger over my scarlet red cheeks making it worse, if that was even possible.
"As a matter of fact it was." I say, pointing my chin upward and turning to shut off the stereo.
"Would you like a cup of coffee before we leave?" I ask pulling a traveler's mug out of the cupboard.
"No thanks, but do you mind if we stop and grab a cup from a place in town that I know of? It's pretty good. I think you'll like it." He continues to stare at me which really doesn't help me get over my humiliation. I wish he'd stop that already.
"Sure, absolutely." I say, putting the cup away. "If you're ready to go, let me just grab my jacket."
I pull my black pea coat out of the closet, grab my bag and toss in my cell, camera and sunglasses. I turn towards Edward and say "let's go." I look at him and he is not smiling. He has a look in his eye that tells me I'm not too far from being taken to my bed.
Oh my!
"Bella." Is all I hear and the next thing I know he takes one step towards me, takes hold of my hand and draws me to him.
His mouth comes down on mine in a kiss that is so full of passion and desire that it stuns the hell out of me. He ends the kiss almost as fast as it begins, looking directly into my eyes but he doesn't say a word. He doesn't have to. I think he sees what I feel on my face because he steps away from me still holding my hand but does not release eye contact with me.
"I'm not going to apologize for that Bella." He says in his velvety smooth voice. "I hope you like to be kissed because I can't stop myself where you're concerned."
He still has hold of my hand and while holding it in one of his, he takes the fingertips of his other hand and gently strokes the back of my hand. He then brings it to his lips and kisses it. I feel his tongue tickle my skin which causes me to blush yet again.
"Alright Edward." I breathe heavily, "But give a girl some warning the next time, huh?" He grins at that and then kisses me again….without warning.
As he promised, we made a stop at the little coffee house and ordered two coffees for the long drive. He decided to take the long way around, heading north rather than south, because it afforded a better view of the lake. Edward made a nice tour guide as he told me trivial facts about the area. I listened to him ramble on about insignificant details such as Tahoe meaning "edge of lake" and that it was given its name by the Washoe Indian tribe that, at the discovery of the lake, surrounded the area. He also told me about the gold rush in the area, and how Donner Pass was named after the Donner party and how the wagon train tried to pass over the summit in the dead of winter and got stranded so they resorted to cannibalism. I believe I had learned that one in my high school history class but I enjoyed hearing him tell me the story. The perk of course was that it also allowed me to freely watch his beautiful face while he spoke. I probably missed half of what he said because I was so entranced in watching him.
He drove me around some of the more affluent areas of the lake where a lot of celebrities lived. I was amazed at the architecture of some of the homes that are situated right on the lake. They are beautiful and I wonder how they survive in the harsh mountain winters. I know how I would; a large well-stocked fireplace and a soft furry area rug comes to mind. Oh, and Edward Cullen lying on said rug.
By the time we reach Incline Village we are both getting hungry so we stop at the Wild Alaskan Fish Company for lunch. I order the sea bass and Edward orders wild salmon. Recalling that Rosalie would make salmon for dinner, I decide now is as good a time as any to ask him.
"Hey, Edward, you said your brothers are coming here this weekend? How many brothers do you have? When will they arrive?"
"I have two brothers, Jasper and Emmett. They should be arriving around noon on Friday." He gives me an inquisitive look, "Why do you ask?"
"Well, my girls, Alice and Rosalie, are coming in on Friday as well, and providing there are no Mrs. Cullen's or soon to be Mrs. Cullen's among them, I was wondering if you all would like to come over to my place for dinner on Saturday." He looks at me through his very long lashes, pauses, slowly licks his bottom lip and pulls out his phone.
There's that tongue again!
"Hey, Em. I'm sitting across from a very pretty lady… yes… yes, Em... the Tahoe girl." He laughs at his brother and looks at me from across the table, shrugs his shoulders and rolls his eyes.
"Em, please, could you shut up for a minute. We are going for a drive to my place. Em… stop it… NO YOU CAN'T TALK TO HER!"
Edward can't get his brother to keep quiet long enough to get a word in and by this time he can't seem to stop laughing and apparently he can't get his brother to stop either. He has the most beautiful laugh I have ever heard. I shake my head and start on my salad, leaving them at it.
"Okay, Em, that's it. You are NOT invited. Goodbye." And with that, Edward hangs up his phone, lays it down and starts to finish his lunch. Of course the phone starts ringing almost immediately but Edward doesn't answer it. "Let's fuck with him a bit shall we?" Just because Edward wants to torture him, he lets him call three more times before he finally answers.
"Hello….." He answers in his smooth velvet voice.
"No, that's not my sexy voice, Em." He blushes at me. Finally, he blushes!
So that's what that is... his sexy voice? Whatever it is, I like it and close my eyes, trying to imagine hearing it in the dark while he's lying on top of me, shoving his glorious cock inside me. I get tingly just thinking about it and when I open my eyes, Edward is not smiling. He has that look again.
Uh oh.
"One minute, Emmett." I watch as he set his phone down and I know what's coming next.
And without warning, Edward gets up and walks around to my side of the table, his eyes never leaving mine. He bends over me and put his lips to mine. His tongue seeks mine in one fluid motion. My god this man can kiss.
"You are beautiful, Bella. Especially when you close your eyes and think naughty things." He then gives me two more soft kisses before returning to Emmett who is impatiently waiting for Edward's return if the hollering coming from the phone is any indication.
I close my eyes running my thumb over my bottom lip, feeling him there. When my eyes flutter open, Edward is again watching me with a raised eyebrow as if he was warning me. I watch him as he puts his hand under the table and adjusts himself. He licks his lips and I shiver for the first time.
"Em, are you there?" He asks, his eyes never leaving mine.
"Okay, Bella has… dammit… Em, please, are you going to let me get this out or not? I have a beautiful woman here I would like to get back to." He rolls his eyes and tries to continue.
"If you don't stop it Emmett, I'm hanging up and turning my phone off." It's obvious he is getting frustrated now. "Okay, her name is Bella, and she has… now don't interrupt me on this but she has two friends…." And he has to pull the phone away from his ear.
"Okay, I'm hanging up now, goodbye." I can hear his brother from where I am sitting asking a bevy of questions about my girls. I roll my eyes and giggle as I shake my head. The funny thing is, is that Rosalie and Alice did the exact same thing.
"Alright then, will you let me finish and then you can ask questions?" He asks, exasperated.
"Alright, she has two friends that are coming up on Friday and Bella would like us to come to dinner on Saturday, I thought I would check to see if you and Jazz are available or if you made plans already?"
He covers his phone with the palm of his hand and says to me, "He's checking with Jazz. God, what an ordeal."
"Okay, I'll tell her that the three of us would love to join her and her two friends for dinner." He nods his head confirming they will be there.
"Emmett… I will not discuss that with you. No, we have not. No, not tonight either." He says in his velvet voice looking directly at me, "Soon I hope. Oh, yes, definitely." There's that look again and I know I am blushing.
"Em, you better be on your best behavior or you're fired, do you hear me, and all future vacations will be canceled if you aren't?" He says and then promptly hangs up the phone.
"Yes, we accept your invitation, Bella." He says with a smile and a roll of his eyes.
I look at him; shaking my head and thinking what an ordeal that was.
"Sounds like Emmett and Rosalie will be perfect for each other." Alarmed at what I just said, shock I'm sure was written all over my face as I blurt out quickly, "Not that I'm trying to hook anyone up, because I'm not! They just have the same type of personality is all."
How many times do I need to humiliate myself in front of this man? I put my face in my hands and shake my head in embarrassment while he laughs at me.
We finish our lunch and continue our tour around the lake. My phone keeps buzzing like crazy and after looking at it I see it is Rosalie. I know what she wants and I also know that if I don't answer she will continue to call. And since I promised my boss I would keep my phone on at all times I can't turn it off. I look at Edward and ask him if he would mind if I took her call otherwise she won't leave me alone. He smiles and nods.
"Hello Rose." It was my turn to look at Edward and roll my eyes.
"Yes. We are on the road right now and I'm thinking how rude it is that I have to answer my phone because you won't quit calling and Rose, I know what you want to know and I'm not going to kiss and tell." I smile as I look over at Edward and he winks at me.
"But of course if you can wait until tonight, I will call you and tell you all about it." I look at him again and he throws his head back laughing.
"Yes, I invited them and they will be there. Around 7:00?" I ask more for Edward than Rose and he nods in agreement.
"I don't know about Friday, Rose. Can we discuss that tonight with a conference call?" I don't want to continue being rude to Edward but he assures me it is okay and to finish my call.
"I don't know of any clubs in Tahoe City. I think there are a couple places we can go. It's not like The City though so don't bring all your diamonds or anything." I tell her.
"Rose!" I say exasperated. "Their names are Emmett and Jasper." I look over at Edward and he gives me a look that says 'What the hell?' and I shrug my shoulders at him, rolling my eyes again.
"Rose, please don't ask me those questions now. You know I will tell you tonight. Dammit woman, yes, he's handsome, shit!" I say quietly while looking out my window.
I can feel the blood rush to my face again. Why oh why have I been inflicted with that wonderfully embarrassing trait of my mother's. Is there a pill I can take to stop it? Can you have a blush surgically removed?
"Can I hang up now? Great, goodbye and we will conference tonight. Geez Rose." And I hang up on her.
I am now totally humiliated and have to figure out how to explain that statement without further embarrassment. But I decide to just come out with it figuring it can't get any more embarrassing than it already is.
"Yes, you are handsome and you know it so don't act all shocked and shit."
I look over at him, thankful he isn't going to say anything but instead he gives me that drop dead half smile that makes me give him my sexy smile right back. Once he sees that, his smile leaves his face and he hits the brakes forcing me to jerk forward. Thank God for seatbelts. He pulls the car over to the shoulder of the road.
Uh oh.
He sits there for a few moments staring at me and then opens his door. He gets out, walks around the front of the car, all the while never breaking eye contact with me. He opens my door, undoes my seatbelt, takes hold of my legs and turns me sideways in my seat to face him. After he pulls me towards him to the edge of my seat, he spreads my legs open and walks in to me. He laces his fingers through my hair, fisting it, tilts my head, bringing my lips to meet his as his tongue invades my mouth with purpose. He gives me one of those deep and sensuous, soft and sexy, heart stopping, panty drenching kisses. Once he pulls away from me, he brushes his cheek with mine, moving to my ear he whispers, "I'm going to make you scream my name."
W..wh…what?
I can hear his hot raspy breath as he slowly and methodically licks the outside of my ear, kissing the soft skin under it. That, of course, is the on switch that is directly connected to my nipples and my girl candy because they were on full alert. I am so turned on by this that if he wanted to take me in the back seat I would totally let him. Hell, I don't think I couldn't stop him even if I wanted him to.
I was stunned into silence. After he has his way with my mouth, he turns to walk back to the driver's seat, leaving me sitting there wanting more. He did all this with intent and purpose and knew exactly how I would respond to him. There has to be a law that says he can't start this and not finish it. I'm going to look that up when I get home. I shiver for the second time today.
He glances at me, waiting for something. I wasn't sure exactly what, but he was sitting there with a satisfied look upon his face. I am a woman that has been thoroughly kissed and sitting sideways in my seat. I suddenly feel ridiculous and look back at him.
"What?" I say confused.
He grins at me again, "Do you want to get back into your seat and put your seatbelt on?"
Oh! I return myself to the proper position, put my seatbelt on, shut my door and think about what the hell he just said to me.
'I'm going to make you scream my name?'
After he pulled back onto the road, we continued our drive and I laid my head back onto the seat as I watched the world go by while contemplating what he had said and what the hell he is doing to me. I feel like I'm stuck in that 9½ Weeks movie. Is this a fucking game to him? Random naughty girl thoughts go through my mind. What my mind heard was that at some point in time and at some place he is going to fuck me hard enough to where I will scream his name. Under normal circumstances I would almost laugh at him, but this man fucking turns me on. And what promise did I give myself on my drive up here? I will have sex!. And here it is sitting right next to me. All the vacation sex I want. You aren't a screamer, Bella, I think to myself and smile. I smile big time.
He is watching me as if he is trying to figure out my thought process and puts his hand on my leg, "What? What are you thinking about that is causing you to smile like that, Bella?" He had to say that in his velvet voice, didn't he?
I look over at him with a smug smile and simply say, "I'm not a screamer, Edward." Ha, take that, mister. That showed his ass.
He returns my smile with a smugness of his own and says very confidently, "You will be after I'm done with you."
Holy shit!
My mouth falls open again and I hear him chuckle when I turn my head away to recuperate. I know I am going to give in to him, it's inevitable, and just a matter of time and it's not going to be my decision. He is going to take it from me because he knows he can. It's like I'm watching him stalk his prey and I am his prey.
I wish I had brought an extra pair of panties with me.
We finally get to his house and I'm wondering if this is where he plans on doing it? Today, now? The anxiety must be written all over my face because he walks up to me and wraps his arms around me, holding me close.
"Don't fear Bella, not here, not today." He whispers.
Oh. My. God.
The desire I have for him is so powerful and overwhelming that I want to drop him right here and right now. But he said not here. Not today. I can wait. Wait for what? Why wait? For crying out loud, Bella, listen to yourself! Knock it off already.
I look up at his house and it's beautiful. It is the typical Tahoe style home surrounded by evergreens and situated on a hill that overlooks the Sierras. Once you get inside it is all male with dark wood and black leather; it's definitely Edward. It's decorated very similarly to the condo. The kitchen has black granite countertops with stainless steel appliances. There's a wine cooler in the kitchen, larger than the one at the condo and it too is fully stocked. I absolutely fall in love with the fireplace. He said he had the stone brought over from his grandfather's land in Italy and the hearth was cut and hand carved from an oak tree that came from his parent's property in California. Wow! That's really amazing. The house is a little bit chilly so he starts a nice fire and I stand in front of it hypnotized by the flames.
I am so deep in thought that I am startled when he asks me if I would like a glass of wine. I nod, asking if he has any of that Chardonnay he had at the condo. He smiles at me, "Absolutely." He pulls out three bottles and hands two of them to me.
"Here, I promised you these and got a little side tracked yesterday." He grins. "I will bring something good for dinner on Saturday as well. What color should I bring?
"White for dinner." I say. "I have a variety for after dinner if you like."
"Let me worry about the wines, alright?" He says as he brushes his finger along my cheek. His touch drives me insane.
He opens the Chardonnay, pours a glass and hands it to me, not pouring one for himself. That's weird. He's not drinking any of it? He comes around the island and goes to the bar in the living room and instead pours himself a Chivas. We are looking at each other when he walks up to me, bringing the rim of his glass to mine, not saying a word, he just looks into my eyes. Damn, I don't even want to think about what this man is going to be like in bed. He is very intense sometimes.
"Edward?"
"Yes, Bella"
"About what you said to me in the car?"
A/N… Is that a cliffie? Whoops. Okay, kids, that's my first five chapters and I hope you like the story so far. You have to stick around for the Emmett and Jasper and Rosalie and Alice introductions at least. Let me know your thoughts, they are important to me.