Chapter 2

I was waiting for Carlisle with as much anticipation as was possible. But it was 8:20 – where was he? I was looking out the window, looking for his car or hoping to see him. I felt a soldier's wife when I was just a horny girlfriend. When it was 8:30, I wanted to cry, when it was 8:40 I started to worry, my stomach going in all kinds of knots. He was supposed to be here at 8:15 but there was no sight of him. I knew he wouldn't be late and so I was sweating, and my palms were clammy. I was running around my apartment, which did no good, so I decided to make some tea.

Just as my mind was racing about how Carlisle might have crashed his car and it was the Holy Spirit punishing us for our indecency, he came through the door, alive and well.

"Fuck the holy spirit," I said as I ran to him.

He didn't even get to ask me what that was about, but as he said "Sorry" I think he understood that the primary reason for that was the worry.

I didn't need an explanation on why he was late, for now. I was just happy to see him – my Mr. Cullen. I still got butterflies when I thought that he was mine. I kissed him, softly at first, before teasing him – biting his lip. He liked my little game so much that he picked me up. Has he been working out? He hasn't said anything about working out, but he did seem more muscular, at least while I was holding onto him, and him picking me up like a feather was such a turn on. And let me tell you, I wasn't Alice type of skinny too.

I giggled as my feet dangled, and he said: "Now, I think we have something to settle." Again, my stomach started to knot up, but this time it was more adrenaline knot than worry knot. He took me to the nearest room – the kitchen.

''I wouldn't know what the hell you're talking about," I said sarcastically.

In one swift movement of his hand, the things on the kitchen table, the vase with flowers, a book, remote control and some other tiny things were pushed off the table by Carlisle. I couldn't contain my shock "Ah!" it seemed so primal and I was loving every second of it.

He then put me on the table and said "Get on all fours" I swiftly did as I was asked, my ass turned to his face. I felt like I was a display at some museum. He walked around me, looking me up and down, and honestly, I knew what he was doing – he was taking in the moment, and truthfully so was I. "No, this will not do." He said as he slipped my skirt off. I didn't have underwear on for a reason, knowing that when he saw that, his hands immediately started touching me.

I didn't moan on purpose. I knew what he was doing, and I was going to play the same game. Carlisle wanted to see me horny, and even though I was, I wanted to see how long it would take me. He, again, walked around me, looking at me from all angles. I swear I could smell my sex in the room. I heard him walking away and then coming back. I wondered what prop he had gotten…

Suddenly, his hot breath was on my back "I missed you so much" he said as he kissed the back of my neck. I then heard a tearing kind of sound, and my top was becoming less and less tight. It took me a minute to realise that he had actually cut my tank top open from my back, so I wouldn't have to move to undress. He proceeded to kiss down my back, slowly, nearing my ass. My skin was suddenly so sensitive and even though I was butt naked, I was sweating. At the back of my mind I was thinking, what if Charlie came back home just now? What would he think? And, how fast would he kill Carlisle? Those thought didn't plague my mind for long.

Carlisle's kisses trailed down my ass, to the tiny opening of my cunt. He French kissed me down there, and suddenly it was hard to stay on all fours and not to show him how horny I am. "Bella, you know, you can never take back what you said."

Because of the ringing in my ears caused by him adding a finger, I didn't understand "What?"

"You said that I can do whatever." He sang slowly, adding a second finger. Honestly, I didn't mind that he could do anything to me because he always seemed to do the things that I loved anyway, but I just hadn't yet discovered them myself. He didn't pause as he kept on fingering me "And I am planning to do so, my dear."

I couldn't think as my orgasm was building up. I was screaming profanities, and then - ... he stopped. I blinked a few hundred times as I felt my orgasm disappearing "What the hell?" I whispered. What was he up to?

Carlisle spanked me, and I giggled "You will not talk to me like that." He said as he started back up again, even faster and soon enough I started to tingle.

I licked my lips "Yes, please." I felt the heat from where he was touching me start to spread all over me when he stopped again "Fuck!" I cried out. Me being away from him for the last couple of months with the mixture of him torturing me wasn't sitting with me well right now – I wanted to cum.

"Shh," he cooed as he bent down to kiss my forehead, and started up again his monstrosity, with me whimpering "You're so beautiful when you're about to cum, I want to see that face forever." He kept going, and I kept panting as I felt it built up again.

"Please" I moaned "please, let me cum. God, please let me cum, please." I was beginning him, and I didn't even know that I was doing it so "I beg you please, God, please, Carlisle." I was panting like a crazy woman but all I needed was to cum.

"I don't think I'm a God, Bella, but I can make you cum." He started to push his fingers deeper and harder, hitting that spot, that made me scream even louder. I should remember to send a sorry note to all my neighbours after this. That is if my brain would even work after this.

It built up so fast, as he started to massage the entrance of my ass. I could feel myself trembling as I was nearing my release "Fuck – fuck – fuck- fuck." I was yelling over and over like a mantra, and then suddenly, I could feel it all over me, and the mere feeling of bliss washing over made my knees buckle, and I fell forward, but Carlisle got me, and just let me ride out my wave of orgasm "Thank you!" I said.

He chuckled and said, "Let's get you washed up, darling." And, I let him. It wasn't unusual for us, after something that draining, for him to clean me up as well. He showered me and dressed me in my robe, and we went to my bedroom.

He kissed my forehead, and we just talked "I'm happy you're back in town." He said.

"Really?" I joked "I could've guessed." He kissed me again and I felt such peace and bliss. I barely remembered about the mess in the kitchen ''We have to clean up the kitchen'' I barely got to finish my sentence when his phone rang. He always left the sound on because he wouldn't know when he would get a call from the hospital. So, he went to pick it.

I saw the confused face he had, and before I could ask he said "Its Alice..." He picked up "Hello?"

I couldn't hear what Alice was saying, but hearing what Carlisle was saying sure as hell was an alarming answer enough "She what?... And you're on your own way, sweetheart? … Oh! Alright... No, of course not...Medication?... It's going to be alright, I'll come home now... No, I'm not, but -...Alice, I-" he looked at the phone and I guess she dropped the call.

"What's up?" I asked, sitting up. It didn't seem like it was a good conversation.

He frowned "Her mother told her that she needed medication and send her home. She's already home and seemed upset that I wasn't there." I had some follow up questions, but I chose to keep my mouth shut and let him call Renee. She was the mother of his kids, and I knew he didn't want her anymore, so I wasn't jealous when he dialled her up. Plus, it seemed like a family emergency was happening, and I wasn't about to butt in.

I knew he had to go, so I kissed him hard before saying "You go and take care of that – call me later. "

He nodded and left.

I wondered what was happening. I wasn't going to lie, that it seemed so confusing what was happening here. I guess I was missing on a lot of stuff being away, I thought as I was cleaning up the kitchen. I was so tired after everything, that it took longer for me to fall asleep.

I should have cherished that moment of peace because I woke up to someone pounding on the door. I guess Charlie wasn't home and I just wasn't too keen on running at the door, while someone was angrily behind them. That is until I barely heard the voice behind the door "Bella! For fuck's sake, wake up!"

Once I understood it was Jasper, I opened the door. He rushed in and sat down "Bella, honestly charge your phone." He looked horrible and I could feel my panic setting in.

I didn't know what to do, so I just pulled a chair next to him and waited "Carlisle told me to come here." He said. I didn't want to start panicking more, but I could feel the adrenaline inside me – did he know? "Alice's mom figured out that she was puking out all her meals and sent her back here, so Carlisle can deal with that basically." I was shocked, but I can't say completely surprised. She was tiny, always.

"So, she's back?" Of course, she's back. I know that.

"Yea, but... she hurt herself yesterday, and now it's just a big fucking mess. Edward came back too, with his new girlfriend. Alice called me, and she was apologizing for everything, but then she was throwing the blame at me, and she apologized again... I just... I need some normal people company." He finished.

I thought about everything he said, and I had to ask ''Did you know about her purging?''

He took his face in his hands ''I did... yeah.'' He took in a breath ''Bella – things are a mess here.'' And that they were.