CHAPTER THIRTEEN

After my little confession, Edward hadn't touched me intimately since. I was beyond frustrated, it was like being given the keys of a brand new Porsche and then saying you can look but not touch or drive the car. I now understood why women masturbated, I had never tried it myself but I was starting to think about it. When Edward gave me my first orgasm he had released a beast that could not be caged. I found myself sitting around and my mind would wander to those precious moments. I'd start to smile and then squirm in my chair, and then my face would heat up. If Edward caught me during one of these moments he'd give me a stern look and shake his head.

I was sexually frustrated and I hadn't even had sex yet! Don't think I hadn't tried with Edward. I started slutting up my nighttime clothes and when we would start to kiss I was being far more aggressive than usual. But he wasn't having it; I have to say it really started messing with my mind. I know he's had many sexual conquests before, what was it about me that made him put the brakes on. It couldn't be the virgin thing, I mean my god it wasn't like there was a shortage of virgins in the world. Maybe he thought of me like an endangered species.

What if he wasn't attracted to me? Maybe during my moment of bliss, I made some horrible sex face and it had turned him off. And every time he thought of doing more he would picture that gnarly face I made. Maybe I was too chubby for him, he had seen supermodel bodies before and maybe just the site of my curves and pooch made him nauseous. Maybe Lauren was right about me and all he saw when he looked at me was a "fat girl." All these thoughts were running around in my head and it didn't help matters when his ex-girlfriend appeared at the front door.

I was sitting on a bar stool waiting for Edward to get home, I had opened a bottle of liquor from his cabinet and started drinking the repulsive substance. By the third glass, it didn't taste so bad. I was thinking of how I got to this point.

I was watching television, waiting for everyone to get back because I was in desperate need of some entertainment. I heard a knock at the front door, that's strange everyone here has a key why would they knock. For a fleeting second, I became scared, wondering if it was James. I carefully looked through the peephole and saw a girl standing there. I unlocked the door and cracked it open.

"Hello?" I asked.

The girl looked at me like I was a cockroach, "Who are you?"

"You knocked on my door, who are you?" I wasn't about to take crap from a stranger.

"I'm Edward Cullen's girlfriend." She snapped.

Pause for a commercial break.

I knew who she was but I wasn't about to let her come barging in here so freely. "Yeah, we get that all the time, Edward's not here right now, but I'll be sure to have his fan club send you an autographed picture."

That pissed her off, she had been holding two bags, another suitcase on the ground beside her. She huffed throwing her bags to the ground.

"Do you know who I am?" she shrieked.

"Do you know how much I don't care?" Maybe I was taking my issues with Lauren out on her but I was through with this so-called Hollywood royalty. She was Cynthia Moore another diva actress who made a couple of big-budget films and all the sudden felt like she was big shit.

She managed to push her way in. "

You can bring those up to my room." She waved her little hand at the abandoned luggage.

"I'm not your servant." Stay calm, Bella.

"Oh really just what are you then."

"I'm Edward's personal assistant."

"Exactly, which by extension means that you are my personal assistant. Tell Eddie I'll be upstairs waiting naked." She gave me a bitchy smirk and flipped around to climb the stairs.

Maybe this is why Eddie wasn't messing around with me; he still was with Cynthia Moore.

As I said I was on my third glass when Edward came in with Alice and Jasper. He saw me sitting at the bar with the bottle next to me.

"Welcome home Eddie." I stumbled off the stool. They all looked at me in astonishment.

"Isabella, that was a five thousand dollar bottle of whiskey." If the situation had been funny I would have found his face comical.

"Oh well Eddie, consider this my two-week notice."

Oh, I was tipsy. Edward came over to me, "What is the matter with you?" he grabbed my wrist and started pulling me out of the room.

I stopped myself pulling my wrist free from his grasp. He smacked my ass hard and pointed, "Upstairs now," He bellowed.

"Oh I would love to go upstairs, but it's a little crowded at the moment," I spit. That stunned him. "Your little girlfriend Cynthia Moore came by today, she told me to tell you she'd be waiting naked in your bed. Be sure to hold onto that one, she's real special."

I walked over to the backdoor, he looked like he was still in shock, "Maybe she'll be able to satisfy your sexual needs, because I know I haven't been able to."

I slammed the back door and took off down the hill towards the lake. I could hear Alice chasing after me screaming my name but I didn't stop until I got to the dock. I was gasping for breath as the events set into my head. Alice slammed into me and just hugged me while I broke down. She started pulling me to the house but I stopped her. "I can't go back in there."

She took me aboard the yacht, instead. There was a small bedroom she led me to; I instantly flopped down on it. She sat by my side and patted my head. "I really don't think there is anything going on between them. She's a bitch, he knows that." She tried to console me but it wasn't working.

"It doesn't matter if she's a bitch if she puts out, that's all that matters."

Alice stayed with me until Edward arrived. I had just about dozed off when I heard him enter. He came in and sat in the chair beside the bed. He placed his hand on my head, I cringed away, "Don't touch me."

"Bella she's gone. I haven't been with Cynthia in almost a year. I don't know what she said to you, but it wasn't true. I am not happy that she desiccated our bed. What makes you think for a second that I would either cheat on you or go back to her."

I sat up, pushing myself as far from him as possible. "I don't know Edward, maybe because you've been together before, or because she is drop dead gorgeous and genetics wise deserves to be with someone like you. Or maybe it's because you don't seem attracted to me, it makes sense that you'd go to her to fulfill your needs."

"You think that I'm not attracted to you?" he stated.

I don't know why he was getting huffy; it wasn't like one of my boyfriends showed up naked. "Bella, I have to take multiple cold showers a day to control my urges, it doesn't help that you started wearing lingerie to bed and I can see and feel your amazing body beckoning me.

"Then why won't you touch me? Ever since I told you I was a virgin you've treated me like I'm a leper. Do you know what that's done to me? I've had a thousand negative thoughts run through my head as to what I did wrong. Did I make a bad sex face? Were you turned off by my body? Was my pussy too wet?" God Bella, you really could've left that last one off.

"When you first told me you were a virgin I have to admit it did catch me off guard but I never once thought that it was a bad thing. I've never been with a virgin before. I don't want to rush into taking something that precious away. I could never regret having sex with you but a girl's first time is often regretted. I don't want to be the cause of your regret. When you and I are ready then it will happen and I hope that it's magical for you because I already know that it's going to be perfect for me because it will be with you. I will be honored to share that moment with you." He finished his speech.

I sat there for a moment trying to grasp his words. Okay, maybe I had overreacted just a tad. "Really? You don't find me repulsive?" I scooted forward a little.

"How could you ever think that, silly girl? There isn't a part on you that does not drive me crazy."

"Okay, fight over," I declared. He smiled and joined me on the bed, pulling me into his lap.

"So I guess this means I have to pay you back for that bottle of whiskey. I am sorry about that I had no idea it was that expensive. Seemed like a good idea at the time," I mumbled.

"It's okay baby, I forgive you. You really should think things through though before reacting. Because honey, if you ever go into the liquor cabinet again without my permission, you won't sit for a week."

Huh? What does sitting have to do with drinking? The memory of him slapping me on the butt when we were just in the house flashed in my mind. I started to stare up at him with my jaw hanging open. He wasn't serious, was he? The look in his eyes told me that yes, yes he was serious.

I think the only person that was happy about the events that transpired was Emmett. He gave me a massive high-five for opening up the whiskey bottle something he had been trying to get Edward to do for years. Emmett drank quite a bit of it that evening proclaiming a toast to me before every glass, of course, those toasts became harder and harder to understand the further down the bottle went. Finally, Edward cut him off stating that he was setting a bad example. Emmett retaliated by giving me a huge sloppy kiss, I don't know why Edward was pissed off I was the one who had a water show happen on my face.

The next couple of days had passed with no incident, things went back to normal. Edward was a great boyfriend. Check. I still had a job. Check. Lauren was still a big pain in my ass. Double check. See everything was normal.

Alice and I had really become such great friends, she was the first person I had felt comfortable with sharing my feelings and personal stuff too since Angela. She was helping me become more girly and in return, I was helping her expand her taste in music.

Ever since I received that I-pod from Edward, I had filled it with all the artists I loved. In fact, I had been educating all the people in the house with my music. Edward would let me play whatever I wanted when we were driving to set, and I took it upon myself to introduce them to an up and coming band, we'll call Liberty Project. Liberty Project was an alternative band who had recently released their first studio backing album, I fell in love with them instantly. I managed to get everyone in the house to love them too; even Jasper who rarely talked with me told me how much he had enjoyed the album.

Alice wanted to tan one Sunday afternoon and bugged me until I gave in, she said that I was far too pale and that tanning would make me look less vampirish. Leave it to Alice to decide to go when our backyard was already covered in shade.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

"Where exactly are we going to tan Alice, the shade has already set in. I plan on going back upstairs and change out of my swimsuit." I could see her pout setting in, the words that came out of my mouth next I still regret. "Don't give me that look, you know I'm right. Unless you plan on tanning in the middle of the lake."

Her eyes lit up like someone had just told her they were releasing the new Prada line early.

"That's it! Oh, Bella, you're a genius." She went behind the kitchen counter and grabbed something. "We can take the boat."

She held the keys up in her hand. This can't be good.

"No way! That was one of Edward's rules for the house. No boat unless either Emmett or he was around to drive it."

I'm no fool.

"Oh come on Bella, I know how to drive the boat, we'll be fine."

You know those moments in life when you become pressured into doing something you know is wrong but you just want to get in right with the cool kids. Well, here I was twenty-two years old and still struggling like I was part of some after-school special.

Alice had begun bouncing while chanting my name.

"Alright. Fine," I huffed.

I'm going straight to hell.

I once ditched class my senior year of high school, my friend at the time told me that I had to at least ditch once in my academic career. It was the final class of the day and I remembered looking around in a panic as I walked off campus. I was a nervous wreck in fact when my mother got home that night I instantly told her what I had done because I felt so horrible. Of course, she just laughed and it was never mentioned again.

Right now as we walked down to the dock in our swimsuits and cover-ups, just like senior year I was looking around in a panic. Alice just shook her head and marched onward.

We arrived at the boat; this thing seemed way bigger than before. Alice put the key in and started it; she was having trouble figuring out what to do next.

"What about the anchor?" I asked.

"Oh that's right, let me figure out where that is?" she looked around.

"Good job Skipper, you don't even know where the anchor is?" I slapped her shoulder.

"Just give me a minute."

The boat was making this weird noise like it was trying to take off. I looked up at the house and instantly dropped to the floor. I saw Edward running towards the boat.

Alice looked up and shouted, "Crap."

She looked down and me, "Bella crawl over to the other side so he won't see you. There's no need for both of us to get into trouble."

I did what I was told; a few moments later I could hear Edward coming aboard.

"Alice! What in the hell are you doing?" I could feel the anger rolling of Edward.

"Well, I was trying to get the boat to move to the middle of the lake so that I could tan," She said in the smallest voice.

"Are you out of your mind? Do you know how dangerous that is; you don't even know how to work this boat. Are you here by yourself?"

"Yes."

I heard him turn off the boat. "There is no way a person should operate this boat by themselves, you need two people just to help park it. You are in so much trouble, Alice."

I felt really bad I mean here was Alice getting reamed for something we both did; I know that this was her fault but I should have talked her out of it. Me and my stupid conscious. I stepped out from where I was hiding.

"She wasn't alone."

Edward's head snapped in my direction I could see the change in his eyes. If he wasn't mad before he was definitely mad now.

"Both of you up to the house, now." He pointed his finger towards the house and we both single filled off the boat.

Alice said quietly out of the side of her mouth, "What are you doing? I had it covered."

"Silence both of you." Edward's voice made me jump. Oh shit! OH Shit! OH SHIT!

We arrived back at the house and immediately Edward yelled for Jasper. As soon as Jasper appeared Edward started filling him in. "I found these two on the boat trying to get it started after I specifically told both of them that the boat was off limits." Oh god, the severity of my actions had started setting in. Was he going to fire me? I mean when he told me those rules I was just an employee; he wouldn't fire his own girlfriend, would he? Since I had become his girlfriend maybe I have not been acting as professional as I once had.

"Alice, I want you to go to our room, I'll be there in a moment," Jasper said calmly. Man, why wasn't Jasper my boyfriend? He didn't even seem fazed at all. Alice gave me a sad look and went upstairs.

"Bella, go upstairs and wait on our bed."

I turned to leave; maybe I should just go to my room and pack. It would be a lot easier packing when there weren't tears obstructing my vision. I was turning out to be a pretty shitty assistant. But I might as well just get this over with.

I entered Edward's bedroom and sat down on the bed. I must have waited for twenty minutes; I mean come on what was taking him so long.

By the time he had arrived, I was a nervous wreck. I immediately started talking, "Look, I know what I did was wrong; however since it is Sunday I would like to point out that I did this bad thing, not during working hours. I just thought that I'd let you know that before you fired me."

"You think I'm going to fire you?" he seemed confounded.

"You're not?" Oh, thank you, Jesus. I let out a sigh of relief.

"I'm going to give you an option." This was never a good sign, it's like asking would you rather be hanged or beheaded.

"Bella, would you like your punishment to be based on you being my employee or you being my girlfriend?"

Yep hanged or beheaded.

He continued, "I am going to warn you though, if you decide to go with my girlfriend option, I will spank you."

Of all the Edwards to come into my life, I had to end up with 1920's Edward.

I put my head in my hands and muttered, "I'm so confused."

"You know what you're asking is completely preposterous," I huffed. "I'm 22. I'm not a child."

"Then why do you insist on acting like one?" That's a low blow. I started to say something but he cut me off even before the first syllable fell out of my mouth.

"Isabella, domestic discipline is not uncommon, it's an old fashioned principle but we believe it works. I hold responsibility for you. Contrary to what you may believe, I am responsible for ensuring your health, safety, and overall well-being. You have the responsibly to me to make wise choices concerning these areas. When you decide to go against this and endanger yourself and our relationship then I have the obligation to take corrective action so that the next time you come across a conundrum you will hopefully look back and make a wiser decision."

I got up and started pacing, "So, I don't get a say in this. It's either be my girlfriend and let me beat you or we break up and I can't keep you?"

Did that just rhyme? Focus Bella!

"Bella, I'm not going to beat you. I will always use my palm and only on your butt and I will never give you more than you can handle. It will hurt but the pain will be temporary."

"So what's my other option?" I asked remembering I could ask to be punished as an employee.

"I'm not going to tell you."

"That's not fair," I whined.

"Bella you're stalling," He said controlled.

"Well geez, Edward! This is a lot to take in. When was the last time you had a boyfriend tell you that he wanted to spank you?"

"Bella, this is about trust. You have to ask yourself, do you trust me? Do you trust me to know what's best for you and more importantly do you trust me to know that I would never go too far? We can't consider that this relationship is serious until we both trust each other."

I could tell he was losing his patience with me. Did I trust him? Yes. I couldn't deny that and the odd thing was I knew I loved him; I would have done anything for him. I loved him so much. I was still afraid to say it though, I couldn't bear the thought of me saying it and him not returning the sentiment. It would crush me. I could do this. So what if it's a little spanking, even though the last time I was spanked other than the slap I received the other day was when I was five. But I was older now, I'm sure it wouldn't hurt that much.

I turned to him and gave a shaky breath. "Okay."

He nodded and sat down at the foot of the bed. "Come here," he said softly.

I stood there staring at him, willing myself to go over to him, but my legs wouldn't move.

"Isabella, the longer you make me wait, the worse it will be."

I took a step back, dammit Bella! My body was in reverse. I started lightly bouncing and fidgeting. I'm sure my face was already contorted into the look I was about to make when I finally did pluck up the courage to go to him. He got up and came to me taking me by the hand.

"This will be the one and only time I come get you. There will be consequences in the futures if you don't do as I say the first time." He sat back down and took me and positioned me over his lap. God this was so humiliating.

"Isabella, I am upset by your actions today; you deliberately disregarded my rules about the boat which is why you're going to be punished."

Yeah yeah, move it along. I already know why I'm here, your honor. I rolled my eyes.

"Although I will say that I am very proud of you. You could have let Alice take the fall, but you didn't"

Seemed like a good idea at the time, however from where I am right now, I'm not so sure.

He gently lifted the cover-up that I had on from earlier and placed his hand down on my butt. I laid there irritated. I don't think he realized how uncomfortable this position was.

"Fuck!" he slammed his hand down on my butt. It caught me off guard.

"Watch your language," He said softly.

I looked back at him, "Well you caught me off guard," I yelled.

"I'd watch your attitude if I were you as well."

I huffed and turned back around.

"I'd watch your attitude Isabella" I had whispered it really low and obviously I was mocking him, but I think he caught it because he brought his hand back down again and shouted "Enough"

He slapped his hand back down on my butt once more. Okay wearing a bathing suit offered little protection, I'd really have to bundle up next time. If there was a next time.

By the fifth swat I was fidgeting and it was really starting to hurt. Be brave Isabella, remember the Almo. I don't even know what that means.

By ten, I was bawling. I realized just how easy I had it as a child. I threw my hand back to shield my poor once pale white ass.

"Move your arm," He asked calmly.

"No," I blubbered out.

He grabbed a hold of my arm and pinned it to my back and continued.

"Okay, I won't ever touch your stupid boat again," I wailed.

He didn't say anything he just continued on. SMACK. SMACK. And then there was nothing. My body sagged with relief but the tears kept flowing. He had to have spanked me twenty times.

Edward managed to turn me over and pick me up. I was in far too much pain to be impressed with his ability to carry me. He laid me down on the bed and I instantly flipped to my stomach and faced away from him. My tears were still coming.

Edward covered me with a small blanket and kissed my head. Yeah sorry, buddy that doesn't actually make it feel all better. Why don't you kiss my ass? Thank god I didn't say that out loud, I have a feeling we both had a very different idea of what that would entail.

I waited until he left and then slowly made my way off the bed. Just because he could punish me didn't mean I had to stay in his bed. I made my way to my bedroom, my ass burning with every step. I heaved myself up on the bed; it had been weeks since I slept in this bed. My intention had been to teach Edward a lesson, but as I laid there all I could think was I wish I was in his bed and I wish he was with me.

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