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Chapter 3
Good morning ;)
Who's this?
Guess.
Johnny Depp?
Nope.
Max Irons?
Nope.
Robert Pattinson?
No! It's Edward.
Oh.
You sound disappointed.
I'm not.
And yet you're such a bad liar I can even sense it through a text.
*jawns* Okay. You caught me.
Am I boring you to death?
No, just haven't slept enough. Some hot guy kept me up half of the night yesterday.
*smirks* Oh yeah? Someone I know?
*grins* Maybe.
How does he look like?
He has dirty blond hair, tall, great teeth and unbelievable six pack. Yummy.
Hey, that's not me! Are you trying to make me jealous or something?
Is it working?
Yes.
*grins* Good. You deserved it.
What for?
For waking me up this early.
Believe it or not, some of us actually have to get up and work for a living.
Haha. Very funny.
*smirks*
So, how's Sir doing?
Lonely. Although I'm not really sure he likes your nickname. He says he would like a little manlier name.
You actually talk to him? You're such a weirdo.
Says the girl who is doing the same with your pussy, Vanessa says.
Yes, I've named my pussy Vanessa. Shut up!
So, what would he liked to be named? Maybe Princess Sofia?
Haha, hilarious. You're killing me here.
I know.
That was sarcasm by the way.
I know.
Listen, as much as I'd like to chat some more about my dick, I really think you should get dressed for work.
You're just fucking with me right now, aren't you?
Nope. But when I do, you'll know, trust me *wink*
I look forward to it, and finally meeting Princess Sofia.
*whines* Don't do that Bella, you're hurting his feelings. Say you're sorry.
You're kidding, right?
Nope. Say you're sorry to Butch.
HA! And here you've been telling me you didn't give him any name. Who's the liar now?
I just named it this morning. Big deal.
Fine. I'm sorry Butch. Happy now?
*smirks* Very much. Now, get dressed or you'll be late.
I don't believe you.
Then look at your clock.
Oh shit! I'm gonna be late!
Told you so!
Shut up.
*laughs* See you later!
Time went relatively slow. Today wasn't that busy, so I mostly chatted with Alice, or flirted with Edward when he'd get out of his famous office. Leaning as much as the counter allowed me to, I'd provide him an opportunity of checking out my boobs, and when it was possible, or needed, shimmied away from him, moving my hips and ass a bit more than usual, giving him something to look and possibly enjoy. And boy did he ever. The looks he would give me set my body on fire and made me tingle from the inside out. And of course, there was Vanessa, wet and tingling with desire, always nagging for Butch, never quiet.
Just as I was giggling with Alice, Nate approached us with a cautious smile.
"Sorry to interrupt your chat girls, but Mr. Cullen needs to see you Bella. He seemed to be very serious. I hope you're not in trouble or anything."
"It's okay Nate. Thanks. I'll be right back Alice."
She grinned. "Sure you are. Say hello to Mr. Gorgeous for me."
I knocked at his door, opening it slowly to see him reading some paperwork, deep frown forming his pretty face.
"You needed to see me boss?" I ask with a grin, but it soon dies as I actually observe the look in his eyes. They are pitch black, lust and fire vibrating out of his posture.
"Yes, come in."
Gotta say, for the first time since I've met him, I was actually a bit frightened. On the way to his office I was thinking about all the nasty things I could do to him, but at the moment, maybe this had nothing to do with fooling around. Maybe this really was about business. Before I freaked myself out, I heard his voice that commanded me to come closer. Yes, you've heard that well, a command.
"Is something wrong?" I asked, my voice squeaking. Geez, get over yourself Bella.
Getting up, he took step by step closer to me, his eyes never wavering or looking away from mine.
"Bella, do you know just how much strength and patience took me this morning not to just bend you over the first table I saw and fuck you till both of us explode from ecstasy? Hmmm, do you? Answer me.
I had to swallow hard before silently answering."No."
His smirk was wild and untamed. "Of course not. And then you continue your little flirt with me, shaking your sexy ass at me, and the only thing that held me back from fucking you right there on the spot were the customers. But now that you're here, I can't seem to care anymore. I don't have to hold back because no one can see us. We're all alone, just you and me."
With every step he took closer to me, I would take a step back, and found myself leaning against the door, with nowhere to go, his body making me a prisoner. Both of our breaths became shallow, breathing and yet, needing more air. More…everything.
"So, Bella, tell me, should I be stopped, " he asks as he tucks a lock of my hair between my left ear, "or should I just ravish you right here, right now, against that door?"
I couldn't breathe. "I…um…"
"Yes?" he asks with a smug smile, leaning to taste my skin with his lips, slowly, lightly, seductively.
"The uh…second...one…" I say through a moan that is building from inside my body, making it stronger, louder.
"That's exactly what I was hoping for," he says and then his hands are everywhere. And I let him. I let him touch Priscilla and Laverne, his hands exploring my body, every corner of my skin touched, kissed and tasted, and dear Lord does it feel good. My back arches, searching for more, wanting his touch near Vanessa, and he gives it to me, his touch light yet a bit hesitant.
"Please," I whisper just as he groans and slowly opens the zipper of my shorts, ready to touch my promise land who is by now vibrating with want, and wet beyond belief. Seriously; I'm so turned on that only one touch is needed for me to come.
Unfortunately, that moment doesn't come (and neither do I) because we are both interrupted by a loud yell of a phone call.
"Your phone is ringing," I say like an idiot, as he can't hear it himself.
He backs away ever so little, only saying, "I know."
"Well, won't you pick it up?"
"Screw it," he says after a thought, getting his hand back inside my panties, and I gasp with desire for this man. For his weirdly gentle feminine hand that is touching and twirling his fingers around my clit.
And fuck me if he doesn't know what he's doing. His touch takes me to the moon and back, my whole body boiling, tingling at the sensation I feel right now. With a loud gasp, or three, he silents me with his lips, rubbing me a few more times before quitting and lightly takes his hand away.
I'm currently gasping still, my body loose, and a grin so wide on my face, I don't even care what happens for the rest of the day.
Edward seems to enjoy in this a bit too much, grinning at me while I'm doing the same. We both look like idiots right now, but I don't give a crap because I just had an orgasm, and at that, an actual orgasm that wasn't provided by my own hand.
"You enjoyed that?" he asks with a wide grin, all the while looking at his moisten fingers.
I don't say a thing, just take his wrist and put those long feminine fingers inside my mouth. I want to look sexy, but all I eventually do is frown in disgust.
He laughs. "What?"
"Nothing. I just don't taste as good as I thought. All the shit they apparently tell you in books about tasting like peaches is a lie.
He grinned. "That bad?"
"Well…no, but just not what I had in mind, but if you ever feel like, you know…you want to try, you can. I won't be opposed to it."
He laughs. "Thanks?"
"You're welcome. Now, how about we…"
A knock on the door interrupts us once again. "Sir, I don't won't to bother you but it looks like there are some problems in the restaurant, about a leakage or something? I don't know, but it seems important."
Edward sighed. "Thanks Nate, I'll be right out."
"No problem Sir." And with that he walks away.
For some foolish reason I laugh, and Edward's face momentarily softens. "What?"
"He just called you Sir."
"So?"
"Only I can call your peen that," I said, fondling his still hard pony.
"I thought we agreed his name is Butch."
I grinned."You wish. Now, how much time do you have left?"
"Why?"
I gave him my best flirtatious look before saying,"What do you think?" unzipping his jeans, pulling them down his knees, before kneeling down and with a quick pull, take his boxers off as well, taking him in my mouth.
He groans. "Oh, that. I…always…time…yeah."
I take him deeper in my mouth, ready to blow his mind. Figuratively, that is.
Few moments after I get out of his office, trying to look busy by cleaning the already spotless glasses and plates, Edward comes out with a grin so motherfucking wide, I'm surprised that his face doesn't split it half. Before walking out and closing the door of the bar, he winks at me.
I actually, honest to God, giggle.
"What did you do?"Alice asks me with a suspicious frown.
I don't even look at her. "Nothing. We just talked."
She snorts. "Right. Is that a new code for sex or something?"
"We didn't have...sex," I whisper, trying to keep it quiet in front of the customers.
"Then what? Because one moment he's acting all serious and shit, and the next thing he's grinning like an idiot," she whispers back, like it's a conspiracy.
"Geez, I just gave him a blowjob, okay? You satisfied?"
She smirks. "I don't know, you tell me."
The only answer I give her is a wink.
Hey, you busy?
Who's this?
Batman.
Really? Can I be the cat woman then?
Sure, as long as you don't try to kill me.
Deal. So what's up Batman?
You busy?
Nope.
Good. I'm taking you out tonight, and I'm not taking no for an answer.
You know, you're kind of turning me on with your bossiness.
Just kind of?
Okay, a lot. I'm so turned on right now Nessie is leaking.
Who's Nessie?
My pussy. Geez, keep up hombre.
Oh….Really?
No. You kind of killed my buzz now.
So…is it okay if I come at 8, 8:30?
You can come whenever you want boss. ;)
*groan* I'm being serious here Bella.
So am I. Get your head out of the gutter Edward. :D
Funny. Be ready at 8 p.m. then.
Okay.
Oh, and Bella?
Yes, Edward?
Wear a dress ;)
Edward took me to the ballet. An actual honest to God ballet. I tried to look all happy and cheerful, but he knew I was acting.
"To be honest, I'm not into this stuff either, but I got the tickets for free, and it's not just any kind of ballet. It's a modern Romeo and Juliet performance, so let's just check it out. If neither of us likes it, we'll leave okay?"
I smiled. "Okay."
But we apparently didn't. I fell asleep through the first twenty minutes of the show.
Edward woke me up, laughing at my sleepy face expression. God, I could only imagine what I looked like, and the worst part, while sleeping, I left drooling stains all over his shoulder. I wanted to die of embarrassment.
"Oh God," I groaned, covering my face. "I'm so sorry Edward. Shit, this is so embarrassing. Let me at least help you clean it up."
He was having fun. Cracking up at me, and my humiliation. Well, I'm glad at least someone was having fun.
"Bella, I'm not mad. It's just spit, although a bit gross, yes," he laughs," but it's not important. There is no damage."
"Here,"I say, giving him a tissue, trying in vain to clean it as much as possible.
"I'll get it. There, as good as new."
"Not really." I frowned.
"Bella, stop. It's fine. Look at me. It's fine, okay?"
I gave a small smile. "Okay. Let's go, I have to visit the bathroom."
Looking myself in the mirror momentarily while washing my hands, I see just how much of a mess I'm in.
My face looked the worst, all that mascara over my sleepy face, ruined. I try to fix it, but don't get much success.
"I look awful," I groan to myself.
"No, you don't."
"Edward, what are you doing in the lady's room? You shouldn't be here."
"I don't care. And you don't look awful. Even with smudged mascara, you look beautiful, just like you always do."
Hugging me suddenly around the waist, he gave me a kiss on the neck.
Then I did something I haven't done since I was a little girl. I blushed.
"You're just saying that, but thank you."
"You're silly. Come on, let's go." And with a pull on my hand, I let him lead me.
"I had a nice time."
"Really?" I ask. "Was that before or after I fell asleep?"
He chuckles but doesn't answer me. "So, see you tomorrow?"
"I have a day off."
He smirks. "I know. So, yes or no?"
"What do you think?" I ask, inching closer to him until my lips are on his, and the lust from today morning is back. So is the fire. The tingles. Goose bumps. And as always, Edward's hands on my twins. Going lower, and lower still.
Getting dangerously low to my slip and slide zone. Get it? I crack myself up sometimes. I really do.
Removing my mouth from his, I suck on his neck, enough to leave a mark there. That's right girls, this guy is mine!
"So, " I whisper," is this why you told me to wear a dress?"
"Not…exactly, but it certainly has its benefits."
And with another kiss the dispute is over, but not for long.
After a few minutes, or hours of groping each other, I ask him if he wants to come in for coffee ( and no, I'm not actually asking him to have coffee with me, just so we're clear), but he refuses.
"Bella…I can't. We can't. I'd love to." He groans. "God,you have no idea, how much I'd like to fuck you, but we've only known each other for a few days. And don't think this the wrong way, but we're rushing into it. Let's slow down, just a bit. Let me try to act like a gentleman, if just for tonight, even if that's the last thing I want to do in front of you. Okay?"
"Yeah. Fine. Whatever."
"Hey, you angry at me?"
"No." Yes.
"Yes, you are. Look at me Bella. Please."
"What?" I ask silently.
He suddenly takes my hand in his and puts it on top of his chest.
"Can you feel that? That crazy beat? It behaves like that every time I look at you, every time you're near me. I really like you Bella, and I like that we have this thing between each other neither of us can't really explain, and that's fine by me. Hell, it's more than fine. But, it's…I just don't want to ruin it, okay?
"Okay." Then after a second, I smile, teasing him. "Admit it though, you're saying all of this just because you're afraid you'll suck in the sack. I have to warn you, I have plenty of little tricks to offer."
He smirks. "So you've proven today, as well as I did."
I grinned. "That you did. Well…I better go in."
"Yeah," he speaks, hesitant with his words.
"We'll see each other tomorrow then?"
"I'd really like that. And since you're free, how about you come tomorrow at my house, you bring the drinks, I'll make dinner."
"Deal."
"Good."
Before opening the door of the car, he stops me. "Bella?"
"Yes?"
I think you forgot something," he says, pointing at his cheek.
Oh.
And so, with a sweet smile, I give him a small kiss.
"Goodnight Edward."
"Night Beautiful."
I hope you at least laughed once while reading this chapter. And for you who recognized the names Princess Sofia, or Butch-or maybe even sounded familiar to you for some reason-I'll tell you right now that yes, I totally took them from a movie called How to lose a guy in ten days. I still watch it from time to time. LOL. :P