CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

Emma was great. She had a car waiting for me the moment I touched down in Chicago. My only request before going to the hotel that Edward was staying at was to make one quick stop at a drug store. Edward had requested me wrapped in ribbon for his birthday and I was not about to disappoint.

I had visions in my head of me lying on the bed with a come hither look while the ribbon was wrapped expertly around my body. Edward would come in and he would be overcome by the mere sight of me and then we would make love all night long.

Reality had a different plan in mind.

After I managed to get up to Edward's room, I quickly shed my clothes and unwrapped the packaging off the red ribbon. Never having done this before I wasn't sure where to even start. Stupidly I started with my feet. I stood up in front of the long mirror near the bed stark butt naked. I leaned down and stepped on a piece of the ribbon with my big toe and started to wrap my legs. Round and around I went probably wasting far too much ribbon down there. By the time I made it to my hips I had to open another spool. When I was finally done I probably looked like something out of a freak show. Not quite as sexy as I was hoping for.

I made my way toward the bed but I couldn't even move my feet but a couple of inches at a time. I tried hopping and that was even more unsuccessful as I had wrapped far too much ribbon around my legs and knees, I couldn't bend them to hop. So I inched my way over and heaved myself onto the bed. I was sweating and huffing and puffing and praying that Edward didn't walk in on me right now because I couldn't hardly breathe let alone look sexy.

A couple of minutes later I heard the key slide into the door and it was show time. Not quite what I had hoped for but I would need to make do.

"I don't understand how she could be gone for this long and you have no fucking idea of what errand she went to run. You have her call me the moment you hear from her." Edward yelled.

Was he talking to Emma? Dear god, I hoped not. I rarely ever heard him sound like that.

I could hear him making himself a drink and I wondered if I should call out to him but maybe he just needs a moment to relax. He would be better once he knew I was here and safe.

"Did you find her?" He snapped.

I wonder who he was bitching at now.

"What the fuck is going on over there, Jacob?"

Oh, he was talking to Jacob.

"I leave you in charge and in less than two days you already lose her. This is absolutely ridiculous. Did you call the guys? What have you done? What if she's hurt or upset and went off the fucking grid. She could be in fucking Siberia for all you know."

It didn't sound like he was letting Jacob get a word in edgewise. I was not happy about the part of him saying that he left Jacob in charge of me. We would be having a talk about that one.

"Do something stupid and completely unsafe? This is Bella we're talking about!"

Hey!

"Well when you find her, tell her that she is in a great deal of trouble. I swear sometimes I want nothing more than to….AGH!" He yelled and suddenly I didn't like the potentially precarious position I was in.

Like a worm or a caterpillar I tried to wiggle my way off the bed. I needed to get some clothes on and fast. It would not do well for me to be naked…well partially naked on a bed served up like a thanksgiving turkey that had been wrapped like a Christmas present. Not that I believed Edward would ever hit me again but why tempt fate.

I was dissembling the sheets and comforter just trying to get off the bed. But the moment I got to the edge, Edward walked in. I could literally see the tense angry face instantly change to one of surprise and shock.

"Surprise." I tried to put my arm up and rest my head on my hand to give my best sexy pose but I missed and went flying backwards off the bed.

This is so not how I pictured this night going down.

"OW!" I screamed as I landed on the hard ground. Unable to move hardly anything but my arms I was like a beached mermaid upon the sand.

"What the…" Edward came rushing over but was still mystified.

I sat there pouting on the ground completely upset by this and as I looked to Edward I could see a small smile forming. The smile got larger and wider as he finally took in the whole situation until he busted out with laughter.

"It's not funny." I cried.

Edward tried to sober up as he leaned down to help me but I swatted his hands away.

"Go away. Just leave me alone."

"This is the first time that you cannot just run away; I think I'll revel in this. Let me help you to the bed." He offered.

I sat there with my arms over my chest completely humiliated.

"Hone, you have to admit this is funny."

He was not helping.

"I love you and I love that you're here but I'm not happy because I imagine you flew here by yourself and you know how I feel about you going great distances by yourself." He crouched down to talk to me.

"I'm not a child. I can fly by myself. People do it all the time. Hell, kids even fly by themselves." I defended.

"But I don't love those people and to be brutally honest my life wouldn't be affected if anything happened to those people. I would be devastated if something happened to you however."

"How is having a chaperone going to ensure that nothing happens to me. If it's my time to go, then it's my time."

Several times it should have been my time but somehow I survived. Something I couldn't wait to ask the man upstairs about when I finally did run out of my nine lives.

"It makes me feel better knowing there is someone I trust with you. Now will you let me help you up so I can unwrap my present?"

I didn't answer. I remained stoic.

Edward didn't wait for me to answer, he leaned down and picked me up with ease and set me back down on the bed.

"I don't appreciate you putting Jacob "in charge" of me." I decided to play that card.

"On one hand I could say, I understand but on the other I see my wife who flew all the way to Chicago by herself encountering god knows how many dangerous situations, that when I begin to think of them all I become very upset. Do you really want to go there right now?"

I could tell that he was trying to keep his cool but slowly failing. This was something that really upset him and he was warning me to just let it go before it turned nasty.

I flopped my head back on the pillow and breathed out a sigh. I was still bondaged into my ribbon and it was starting to get uncomfortable. Edward lay beside me and slowly ran his hand up and down my body playing with the ribbon like it was strings on a guitar. After a few quite minutes of neither of us speaking to one another he moved to get up from the bed and left toward the living room.

I didn't know what he was planning so I was a lady in anxiously waiting. I didn't have to wait long, when Edward came back he brought along a friend. Scissors.

I sat up as fast as one can when ribboned up, excited for this whole humiliating ordeal to be over with.

"Feet. Feet. Feet. Feet. Feet." I chanted excited.

"Hey, this is my present and I will say what part I get to open first." Edward replied holding the scissors back.

"Come on. The mood is ruined. I never can be sexy. Let's just get this over with." I huffed.

Edward walked away toward the bathroom with his scissors.

"Hey, come back here." I demanded.

But he didn't come back for quite a while. Even after countless threats on my part. I could hear him showering and playing games on his phone while he used the toilet. I was not amused.

Finally Edward walked back in with a towel around his waist, wiping his face off with a hand towel.

"This isn't funny. Cut me out now!" I growled.

Edward sat down with an exaggerated sigh. He took his hand towel and stuffed it in my mouth just as I was opening it to berate him once more.

"Now that's sexy." He stated.

I spit the towel out, "Edward." I screamed.

"Hey, you do as I say." He picked the towel back up and pushed it back into my mouth. He pulled some of the ribbon off and loosely tied the towel in place.

"You're not going to asphyxiate. You can play along. This is my birthday present after all."

Fuming, I sat there with that stupid towel in my mouth waiting to see what he was going to do. Edward pulled the towel that was wrapped around his waist off and he was already rock hard. Sadly I couldn't help the soft desperate sounds that came from me.

"There, there, my gift. Soon." He ran his hands through my hair and then slowly dragged the scissors up my body. The cool steel from them giving me goose bumps as it went along. Finally he started to cut down the valley of my breasts to my stomach. I closed my eyes in anticipation for what was coming.

Edward blew across the tops making my nipples pebble up. I squeezed my legs together willing for Edward to move it along but this is Edward we're talking about, he never was one for quickness.

He lay beside me toying with my breasts.

"Come on." I tried to say but it didn't come out that way.

"Quiet gift." Edward slapped my breast sharply and that threw me completely off guard. I was giving him a look of complete shock but he would not look up to me. Instead he took my one breast in his mouth, twirling his tongue around my nipple. I raised my hips as best as I could but he pushed them back down and held them to the bed resting his hand right between my thighs so I couldn't squeeze them together.

As great as it was to have this man seem permanently attached to my nipple, I needed more. I deserved more, dammit. And just as if Edward could read my demanding mind he finally picked the scissors back up and began to cut more down the middle freeing everything finally except for my ankles.

I let out a loud noise of disapproval.

"Stop it, or I won't let you cum." Edward looked up to me with one of the most serious faces I think I have ever seen from him. I think he was enjoying this acting role a little too much. What must be going through his mind right now? Was he doing character exercises in his head?

He pulled a piece of ribbon loose and toyed with it on my pelvis.

"Open your legs." He commanded and I immediately complied. Well, I did as well as one could do with their ankles tied. He continued running the piece of ribbon up and down my slit and it was more ticklish than anything else.

Please just stop already.

And just like that he stopped, once again I feared reading my mind.

He pushed himself up to all fours and began to crawl over to my legs. I could still see his long strong cock ready and I hoped he had enough of this playing around as I did. Edward lifted my legs up and settled himself between my legs, my feet resting on the back of his neck and my lower half was raised into the air. Butt off the bed and my fingers gripping the sheets and holding me in place.

He leaned down and blew on my pussy and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. I could feel myself panting, waiting for what's to come…or cum.

Sucking sounds could be heard, the wetness from his mouth could be felt, and mind was blown.

I couldn't even describe the noises coming out of me. I kept pushing myself up trying to find that perfect balance of friction but he wasn't having it. He would stop and start. Stop and start. Always leaving me begging for more but unable to be comprehended due to that damn towel in my mouth.

Fuck, I need to cum. I need to cum. In my head, this phrase ran over and over.

Changing between fingers and tongue he took revenge on my misdeeds. I think I was crying. I could feel tears on my cheeks and had no idea how much this teasing was affecting me. I wasn't sad or upset just unable to handle it any longer.

My butt came back down on the bed and I didn't even notice when Edward released my feet from their confines. The towel was removed.

"Are you okay?" Edward broke character.

"Yeah…I…I…don't know what's wrong with me…I think I'm just overwhelmed. I'm sorry." I panted.

"No. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have taken it that far." Edward apologized.

"Taken it far? You didn't even finish the job." I complained.

Edward looked taken aback for a moment but then smiled down to me. "My apologies, Mrs. Cullen."

He laid a great big deep kiss on me.

"You know as much as I liked you unable to talk or complain or tell me what to do…I guess I do like being able to kiss you." Edward teased.

"Edward…just shut up and fuck me already."

Edward climbed on top of me all systems a go.

"That's a mighty big weapon you got there, partner. Why don't you show me you know how to use it."

I couldn't help make jokes knowing that the more I said the more he'd wish he never took off my gag. I had a lot of talking or complaining as he said to make up for.

Edward pushed my legs roughly apart and didn't wait for any cue before shoving himself up and in me just as I was about to say something more. Instead it came out as, "Ahhhh."

He folded my legs at the knees so he could push harder and faster.

There were no room for wit or sarcasm. My mind was blank. I couldn't even find it in me to order harder or faster. It felt so glorious that I never wanted it to end but he had toyed with me so much previously that it literally took by a handful of pumps before I felt the magic "O" rising.

"Oh fuck yes." I think it was me that screaming that. It was a girl's voice so I hoped it was mine.

"Fucking cum for me. I so fucking hard. Can't….stop…." Edward grunted.

He was holding off for me. He slammed into me once more and squeezed my nipple harshly and that sent me over. Edward exploded inside me.

It had been so long and I knew I would have cum for days coming out of my pussy.

I was spent as I laid there on the white fluffy bed still covered in red ribbon.

Edward pulled a pillow out and pushed it up under my butt.

"What are you doing?" I asked wondering if I really cared at the moment.

"Heard it can help when trying to get pregnant." He replied and then flopped down beside me.

I had enough energy to roll my eyes. "I highly doubt that really works."

"Wouldn't hurt to try."

I hadn't even thought about trying to get pregnant until he did that.

"So, what's going on? Like I said before, as much as I love having you here, I wish it was under different circumstances."

"Oh and what circumstances are those?" I asked.

"The kind where I can assure your safety." He replied.

"The kind where I call you and tell you I'm coming because I feel like I'm going to have a nervous breakdown if I don't see you and then you call Jacob to go and intervene, telling me it's only a few more days and I can handle it. I need to handle it. Meanwhile, everything in my life feels like it's about to whirl around and throw up on me but I need to be strong. I need to be brave. No thank you."

"If you really needed to see me, if your life is throwing up on you…you really think I would deny you coming here?"

"Yes." I replied quietly.

"Baby, you're my wife. This movie thing isn't even a percentage as important to me as you. If you really are having a hard time then we need to figure out what to do."

"I don't want you to feel like you can't take on roles and well you kinda upset me the other night. You were already saying to me that it was just five days like it was no big deal and I understand how five days is no big deal in the big picture of things but I can't see the big picture right now. I am having trouble with that and I don't need you placating me."

"I'm sorry, baby. It was not my intention but part of me felt if I could be strong and put up the facade that it wasn't a big deal then maybe you would buy it more." He paused for a second. "You should have brought Jacob with you."

"Why so we could have a threesome?" I quipped.

"Isabella Cullen!"

"What? You're always pushing him on me. He is not the second! I don't need a baby sitter especially not one younger than me."

"I thought you liked Jacob."

"I do. Of course, I do but come on! I am a grown person who can take care of themselves and if I can't then I will seek out someone at that time. Do not put Jacob "in charge" of me again."

"It depends…"

"No!" I ordered sitting up to drive my point in.

"Hey, lay back down. My little guys need all the help they can get. They aren't as young as they used to be." Edward put a hand on my shoulder guiding me back down.

We were both quiet for a minute contemplating.

"Would it be better if I asked Garret to watch over you?" Edward asked.

"WHAT? NO!" I exclaimed.

"Then you see why I asked Jacob?" Edward added quickly.

"Why do you feel the need to ask anyone?" I said slightly louder than I probably should have.

He sat up to look me directly in the eye, readying himself for the battle.

"Look, I understand that you don't like that I have people making sure you are safe or taken care of when I'm not around but get over it because I'm not going to change. I have changed, Bella. Quite a bit need I remind you but I am not going to change on this. You are my wife and I'll be damned if I don't do what I think is necessary to keep you safe. You are going to be the mother of my children and even if you were the most responsible and safe going person on this planet which you are far from I would still make sure there were measures in place to maintain your safety. You can be mad at me all you want but I am not going to change."

He fell back down to the bed and crossed his arms over his chest. He was fuming. I didn't say anything because I thought we should both cool off. We had gone from amazing sex to crazy fight in point three seconds.

I understood where he was coming from but it didn't mean I liked it.

"If I had brought Jacob, he would have just bugged the shit out of me for turning down this dream job he helped me to get." I said softly after a few quiet cool down minutes.

"You turned down the directing job?" Edward sat back up.

"You knew?" I asked.

"Of course I knew." Edward shook his head, "Why?"

"Because I'm not ready for that. Two Moon's has potential of being a blockbuster. You see how many people are reading it now at days. I don't to be responsible for fucking it up. It could ruin my career. Why didn't you stop, Jacob?"

"Because I believe you could do it." I was already rolling my eyes. "Hey, I mean it. When do you think you'll be ready? After a few more music videos? A small independent film. If you really want to be a serious director, you should be able to look at every single project the same way. All of them are important and you would give your complete undivided attention to them."

"But…I mean…we're trying to get pregnant. Do you really think now is the time to take on something like this?"

"We're not pregnant yet. You do a couple of months of pre-production. Start filming in late August. Be done by February." He analyzed.

"But what if I get pregnant tonight? I would be due in February…not exactly a good time to pop out a kid." I replied.

"I doubt you'll get pregnant tonight but…I just want you to have an opportunity to do something you love. To be a part of something amazing. I know what it is to have a feature film. It can be one of the proudest moments of your career. When we have a baby…I don't know what that's going to bring. This is a great opportunity. The whole story takes place pretty much in Los Angeles so I don't foresee you having long shoots far away."

"Part of the story is in Washington." I pointed out.

"Not that much. And a lot could be done on sound stages."

"However, it would be cheaper to film in Washington. California's expensive."

"Already thinking like a director." He grinned.

"No. I'm thinking like a producer." I stuck my tongue out.

Edward rolled his eyes and then ran his hand in small slow circles on my stomach. "I don't want you turning down projects because you're waiting for this baby. It would be better to be busy because it would take the stress off of us and we could allow things to happen naturally. Please reconsider this offer."

"I don't feel like I'm ready. I did tell Carly Garcia that maybe I would be interested in Assistant director or something."

"Okay. Whatever you think is best. I just want you to be happy."

"If you want me to be happy, you could ease up the secret service. I really don't need a babysitter." I was pushing. I know.

"Oh that reminds me. Uh…we were invited next month to have dinner at the White House."

I shook my head wondering if I had heard that correctly.

"Wow, you just so casually dropped that into conversation like it was no big deal."

Edward shrugged his shoulders and it was maddening how easy peezy this all was for him.

"Honey, why would the President want to have dinner with us?" I asked.

"Well I did help on his campaign and you did sing for his inauguration. I imagine it's because it's about time."

Yes, ladies and gentleman we deserved to have dinner at one of the most prominent addresses in the world. Sometimes Edward's thinking baffled me.

"Oh Edward." I shook my head.

"What?" He asked completely clueless.

"Nothing. It doesn't matter. Hey, I think I have hoisted my butt up at this angle long enough. I'm going to go shower and you can call Jacob and Emma and apologize for your rudeness earlier…well apologize to Emma at the least. Then you can officially call off any other dogs you had ready for the hunt."

I got up keeping my legs together hoping that his load wouldn't trickle down my leg and mess the carpet up. Yes, I really can give you too much information sometimes.

"Maybe I should join you." Edward started to get up himself.

"You will. After you call them." I pushed on his smooth chest toward the opposite direction. He pouted and started to back away.

"Hey. Hurry on back. I think I need a nice warm replacement to fill me." I winked and headed off to the bathroom.

Edward didn't disappoint. We finally got our getaway sex stay we had been desperate for. Of course Edward had call times to abide by and I did feel a little sorry after he told me that the makeup ladies were bitching about how much work they had to put in to cover up the dark circles under his eyes but in the end nobody could deny that it was all worth it!

AN:

Long note I know but I wanted to take this moment to say that one year ago today I started writing A Working Title. The story that I had in my mind for nearly fourteen years, I finally had the courage to sit down and write. Not knowing how this story was going to be received but authors on fanfiction net gave me the courage. I had been reading fanfiction for the past few years and authors who put themselves out there and took the good with the bad gave me the encouragement I needed. I have learned a great deal about myself as well as writing. I see my growth and I am pleased.

Since a year ago, I have written over a half a million words with the Working Title Series and Mistakes From My Past. It has been great and hard. Some days I can write a chapter in a day and other it's takes me a whole week to find the motivation but your kind words keep me going. You have embraced my stories and for this I am truly grateful! It inspires me and I already have another story in mind but don't worry I have a lot of research to do for that one and I won't start writing it until I am done with Mistakes From My Past.

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