Original Idea: Rosa Yinu
Adopted by: The Vampire Goddess
Preread by: bryerlynn03
Betaed by: CherriesCullens
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Double Deceit
Chapter 2
Edward's POV:
When it comes to medicine the Cullen name comes to mind. We come from the small town of Forks where my father was a doctor for a few years before I was born. When my grandfather decided to retire dad took over the company, and we moved to Seattle. We make hospital-grade medical equipment that varies in price so they're accessible for people of all incomes.
I finished my degree in gynecology/obstetrics and completed my residency at Seattle Memorial. After completing my residency, I married my college girlfriend Leah Clearwater. Then, I started my Private practice in an office building which I shared with other doctors. Two years ago my wife gave birth to our first son Hayden Caleb Cullen. That boy is my life, with his bronze hair, green eyes like mine, comforting smile, and cleverness. I love him so much!
Leah like me, comes from the small town of Forks and is Native American. Although she doesn't have to work, Leah has a job she enjoys, working for a company that makes boats and high-tech fishing instruments. A few months ago, we managed to convince her family to move down here with us. Leah's father Harry needed to be treated for his heart condition. Not to say he wasn't getting the care he needed in Forks, I just wanted him to be closer to us in case something happened. Her mother Sue was glad because she could now be closer to her grandchildren.
Six months ago, Leah gave birth to our twin boys Ephraim Daniel and James Levi and that's when everything changed for us. Our marriage was far from perfect, we'd had our ups and downs before, but that doesn't mean I don't love her, I do. I wouldn't have married her and built a family with her if I didn't. She claims it's postpartum depression and I get that I do, I'm a doctor for crying out loud. She's being treated for it, but there has to be another reason for her change. I feel as if she's not there for me anymore.
Every time I reach out for her to be affectionate she pushes me away, rejects me, or gives me the cold shoulder. I want to help her, but she doesn't let me. Honestly, she makes me feel like a failure, like I'm the worst husband in the world. I don't know what else to do. I've tried to comfort her but it's like she doesn't want me anymore. She hasn't touched me in about eight months and has been going on since before the boys were born. It's as if being my wife was a chore she didn't want to do.
I don't know what happened I laid awake at night trying to figure out what I did wrong. We were happy while we were dating, it wasn't perfect, but it was better than what we have now. I honestly miss that. There's a cold space between us in our bed, she sleeps on her side and I stick to mine. Sometimes I end up sleeping on the couch since the pain of having her so close and not being able to touch her, to show and tell her how much I love her gets to me. This situation makes my thirty-year-old ass cry regularly.
Lately, she's been coming home late with no explanations, and no messages. She has me worried sick when I can't reach her. A million scenarios run through my head when that happens, and when I tell her my concerns she shrugs me off or tells me I'm exaggerating. She has even forgotten to pick the kids up from daycare quite a few times now. Most of the time at home she spends working or on her phone always texting, and sometimes when I go into the room and she's on a call she hangs up quickly. It's funny, she always has the damn thing in her hands except when I'm the one trying to reach her. We don't talk anymore; we argue in hushed tones most of the time. She's even dared to ignore Hayden sometimes.
Today I got off work in a great mood, I had an amazing weekend planned. For the first time in months, I was able to not schedule any appointments for Friday and Saturday. I gave the staff paid vacation time, they needed the break as much as I did. I was so excited but everything went to hell when I got home, and neither Leah or the kids were there.
"Mrs. Biers, where's everyone?" I asked our housekeeper.
"Ah, Mrs. Cullen took the boys to her mother's house and said she was going to be away for the weekend. Didn't she tell you? I thought you knew," she replied.
"No, I didn't know. She as usual didn't tell me a thing," I said trying to keep my feelings at bay.
Mrs. Biers gave me a tight smile. I was starting to think she didn't like my wife that much and that the only reason why she was still working here was me.
"Did something happen between you today?" I asked.
"She threatened my job yet again," she said her tone bored.
Leah had been saying she was going to fire her for months now. Mrs. Biers had been working for me for fifteen years, she was one of the housekeepers at my parent's house, and when I married and left the nest she insisted on coming with me. She said she would make sure I was taken care of properly. To ensure that her fifteen years of work would not go to waste. I loved that woman like a grandmother, she had been there for me like no one else had when I was a teenager.
"Do you want anything for dinner?" She asked.
"No, you can go, take the weekend too. See you Monday," I dismissed her.
"Are you sure Mr. Cullen?" She asked pointedly before leaving the room.
"Yes, I'm sure. I can fend for myself, don't worry," I reassured her.
After I heard her leave I dialed the all-familiar number, but as usual, she didn't answer.
This is Leah Cullen, leave your message at the beep! Said the voicemail message I hated hearing.
"I came home and you were gone, you took the kids to your mom? What the fuck did you do that for? I told you I had planned a weekend for us, I wanted to spend some time with you and the boys. Where are you? Please call me back," I said curtly and then hung up.
I sent her a couple of text messages too, threw my phone on the bed, and went to get a drink. I downed it quickly and went back to the bedroom. I called Sue, and she answered at the third ring.
"Hello Edward dear, is everything okay?" She asked.
"Um, hello Sue, is Leah there? I've called her and sent some messages, but she hasn't answered," I asked unsurely, I felt ashamed every time I had to call Sue to ask her about my fucking wife's whereabouts.
She sighed, "No, she's not here, Edward. She just dropped the kids off, she said you were going to be busy and that she was going up to La Push to visit Kim and Emily," she said.
"Oh right, I forgot about that!" I lied through gritted teeth like usual.
"But she didn't have to leave the boys with you, I was going to stay with them. I'm going to pick them up," I said.
"No, please, you don't have to do that. They can stay here, it's no bother Edward really," she said. "Are you sure, I don't want to impose," I said. Although I sensed unsettling tension in her voice. What the hell did Leah tell her mother?
"They're my grandkids, they're not imposing. You have a nice weekend now okay," she said trying to hang up quickly.
"Okay Sue, but please call me if anything happens. I will go by at some point to spend some time with them okay?" I told her.
"But you're not picking them up right?" she asked.
"I'll pick them up on Sunday," I said.
"Um, it's just that Leah said she would pick them up…" she added.
Why the hell didn't she want me to pick up the kids? What the fuck is going on? I pondered.
"That's fine, when she calls me back I'll let her know I'll be picking them up," I said.
I did not need Leah's permission to pick up my kids. What the hell is wrong with her?
"Can I talk to Hayden please?" I asked her.
"Hayden? Hayden is not here, she just brought the babies," she said.
"What do you mean he's not with you? Where is he?" I raised my voice slightly.
"Calm down Edward, she told me she left him with your mom," she said placating.
She separated the boys. Why the hell would she do that? I don't have a fucking clue. Leah had a lot to explain when I finally reached her. I don't like this one bit, she's gone away before but not like this. It feels like she was hiding something from me.
I ended the call and raked my hands through my hair in exasperation, why didn't she tell me she was doing this? I remember telling her about my plans beforehand, I know I did, didn't I? Now I'm not so sure and she's driving me mad!
I called mom, "Hello Darling, how are you?" she asked.
"Why didn't you tell me Leah left Hayden with you?" I asked.
"I thought you knew son, I'm sorry," she said.
"No, I didn't know, mother," I said my anger flaring.
"Is everything okay, Edward?" she asked now worried.
"I don't know mom, I came home and Leah wasn't here, I've been calling her and she doesn't answer, she took the babies to the Clearwater's and left Hayden with you. I was worried sick, I didn't know where she was," I said.
"Did she tell you anything?" I asked.
"That you were going to be busy this weekend and she was going up to Forks," she said.
"You didn't know?" Mom asked.
"No, mom I didn't know, she didn't tell me a damn thing!" I said my voice cracking.
"Is everything okay between you two?" She asked her tone wary.
"I don't know mom, I just don't know," I admitted brokenly.
"You two need to talk more Edward, communication is key," mom said.
"Don't you think I know that mother! She's the one that doesn't talk to me, I don't know how much more of this I can take mother. I'm her husband and she treats me as if I'm nothing but her doormat!" I said exasperatedly.
"Look, why don't you take the next couple of days to think about everything and talk to her when she comes back," mom suggested.
"I'll try mom, but I can't promise you anything, I don't know what I'm doing wrong," I cried.
"Oh, Edward!" She said as she heard my sobs.
"Call me if you need anything mom, I have to go," I said.
"Okay son, but don't do anything crazy, take this time alone to think," she said.
"Goodnight, I love you," she added.
"Love you too, mom, give a kiss to my boy for me please," I said.
"Will do, bye," she said and then the line went dead.
I called Leah a few more times but again she didn't respond. I went to the bathroom, turned on the shower, got in and like an idiot let the tears fall again under the stream. I don't know what else to do, what am I doing wrong? I can't take this anymore! I showered quickly, got dressed in a button-down, and some dark jeans. I applied some hair pomade on my fingers and ran them through my hair styling it. Then I put on some cologne, grabbed my keys, got in the car, and drove off into the night and to be honest, I didn't care where I ended up. I arrived in the city and drove to the nearest bar, I entered, sat, and ordered a drink.
I was on my second beer when I spotted her from afar, she was staring off into space. She had a glass in front of her and was twirling it absentmindedly. She was alone in the booth, I wanted to know what she was thinking, what was the reason for the sad expression I saw in her eyes. Was she hurting like me?
My body moved from the bar and in a second I was standing beside her, "Hello, is this seat taken?" I asked.
She looked at me and it was evident, this girl, like me was hurting, and for some reason, I wanted to take her pain away.
"No, I'm here by myself," she replied.
"Can I seat here?" I asked.
She looked around then back at me, as she deliberated for a second.
"Sure why not," she smiled and my heart tingled.
"Hello," I said while extending my y hand.
"Hi," she sniffled shaking my hand, sparks erupted inside me at her touch.
"So what brings you here tonight?" I asked.
She sighed and I saw a tear roll down from her eyes, "My husband, it is our anniversary and I don't know where he's at," she sniffled again…
Bella's POV:
Two years, it's been almost two years since I lost my baby. Two years in which I haven't gotten pregnant again. The doctors back then did say it might be hard for me to get pregnant and that I may never get pregnant again. I was doing everything they told me to do, taking everything they prescribed, but nothing was working. I was getting discouraged, Jacob said that it would happen when it happened, but he didn't seem to care. I was twenty years old and infertile. I was losing my mind, I wanted to have a baby. It was one of the reasons Jacob and I married, to have an heir for the company. To me, it was more than that, I wanted to have a baby, to be a mother!
Our intimate life was sparse, to say the least, sometimes I had to beg for it, and I didn't understand. To my understanding men loved sex, but Jacob wasn't fazed by the fact that we barely did it. It's not because I don't want to; believe me, I want to. He's the one that rejects me most of the time. It makes me wonder if there's something wrong with me, does he even find me attractive anymore? I've kept myself fit, I eat balanced meals, I let my hair grow down to my waist, just like he likes it and I wear the best clothes.
I'm the perfect doting wife. When we go to meetings and business lunches or dinners, I'm always on my best behavior. Everyone always compliments him on what a beautiful wife he has, they give me compliments for my intelligence, wit, and they also tell him how lucky he is to have a woman like me by his side. A woman who is interested in making the company more money instead of parading around town being a bimbo and wasting it.
When we are behind closed doors it's a whole different story, he doesn't touch me as much as I would like, and sometimes he makes me blow him when I don't want to. The truth is I don't like to give him oral sex, it always hurts and I feel uncomfortable. I've voiced these concerns before, but he always says I just have to practice and I'll do better. I don't want to do better, I don't want to suck him period! The first time I tried, it traumatized me because he grabbed my head and shoved himself into my mouth roughly and I almost choked. My throat hurt the next three days and he says he loves me?! He doesn't show it, not physically at least. I love my husband, but many nights a week I'm in our bed alone. He either comes home late from work or returns home, only to hide in his study. Then, by the time he comes to bed, I'm already asleep.
He travels quite frequently for work, so I often find myself alone at home. Unfortunately, sometimes it's for longer periods of time. Although I've accompanied him for a trip or two as I've had business matters to tend to as well. I was the company's general manager and chief of staff, but I did other things too. I have my own office and assistant. I was also a supervisor in the publicity and marketing department, every design for an ad or promotional campaign had to be approved by me. Angela, my friend, is the head of the legal department and her husband Ben is one of our accountants. They are a magnificent pair, and I loved having them work for us.
I work but I'm not there all the time, I only work half a day because I just can't concentrate as much lately. Being alone at home most of the time is killing me too, I'm going insane. I don't know what to do, I'm worried about too many things. The thing that worried me the most was my fertility issue, which is why I decided to change doctors without telling Jacob, I needed a second opinion.
I'd asked my assistant to find me the best gynecologist in the city, she gave me a list of the top three. Two of them were in the same building, which was convenient so I checked the reviews from other patients and the hospitals they were associated with. Turns out the doctors that were in the multiple office space downtown had bought some office management equipment from us. My current doctor was a woman and I wanted a change, so I made my decision and went with a male Gynecologist. Alice Whitlock, my assistant made the appointment and said I will be pleased with my new doctor.
Today I left work early as I usually do but only after completing some of the pending work I had. The reason I wasn't coming to work until Monday was because it was Jacob's and my second wedding anniversary. Yesterday I went to the spa and got a simple facial, they buffed and exfoliated my skin leaving it soft and radiant. Then I went to get waxed, to the mall to get new lingerie, and trimmed the ends of my hair. I had planned a lovely relaxing weekend at home.
I was going to cook dinner tonight, hoping we would spend some time in the Jacuzzi drinking some wine. Then, if I was lucky enough Jacob would make love to me, as it's been a while since last time. I try not to dwell on the fact that he doesn't touch me intimately as much anymore. I had told Jacob about my plans way ahead of time and was excited to spend some uninterrupted time with my husband.
I went home and got everything ready, Mrs. Cope helped me set everything up in the dining room, while I prepared the hot tub area. I went to our bedroom to get ready, and put on a very sexy black wrap dress with some boots. The dress accentuated my curves perfectly, it was tight but not overly so.
I did my hair, put on sultry makeup, but without overdoing it. I spritzed on some perfume and I was ready.I grabbed Jacob's present and headed downstairs placing the box on the table. I looked at the clock, it was almost time for him to arrive. I had texted him earlier, but I checked my phone and he hadn't answered. He hadn't called either.
I stood there waiting for him as I had told him to be home by five. At fifteen minutes past five I sat down, then called his office to see if he was still there.
"Yes, it's Mrs. Black, is my husband there?"
"He went out of town ma'am," his assistant said.
"When is he coming back?"
"He wasn't clear on that," she replied. I remained silent.
"He said it was a very important meeting, do you want me to contact him?" She asked.
"No, that's fine. Oh silly me! I just remembered he told me he wouldn't be available," I lied.
"Oh, okay then! Have a nice weekend," she said.
"Sure you too," I hung up.
Where the hell are you Jacob?
I tried his cell multiple times but he didn't answer. I left him a few voicemails and text messages.
At fifteen minutes past six I'd had enough. I went back to my room to freshen up, grabbed my coat and purse, and headed out. I called a cab and headed downtown, I was still underage but there's this bar that doesn't card me sometimes. It's close to the university so they let it slide, the owner bought their new cash registers and the accounting program from us so he knows me. Although to my advantage, I looked older tonight.
I went in and ordered a mojito, my drink of choice. I took my glass and scanned the room, standing by the outskirts of the dance floor. I watched the couples dance for a few minutes until a pang of sadness hit me and I couldn't look anymore. I went back to the bar and asked for another mojito, finding a secluded booth to sit in.
Why wasn't he answering me? where was he?
Through the app on my phone, I checked the security cameras, but there was no movement or sign of Jacob at home. I let the tears I'd been holding fall, I flagged a server and asked for another mojito. She came back with my drink and a note from the bartender.
"Slow down and eat something you idiot!" –R
The server gave me half a chicken wrap with some fries. I looked back at the bartender and smiled.
Rosalie is the daughter of the owners of the bar. She and I met back in college, we took a few classes together. We're not besties or anything, but she looks out for me whenever I come here. I did as I was told and ate the food, after that, I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I always keep a portable toothbrush in my purse. I returned to the bar, ordered another mojito, and returned to the booth. I cried as I drank, it was truly pathetic, I was alone for my anniversary. All of the pent-up feelings I had bottled up came out of me and began to sob into my hands.
Rosalie sent me two more mojitos, I looked around the room and saw an attractive guy looking at me, making me blush.
When I looked again he was gone, "Hello, is this seat taken?" A man asked, his voice was husky but velvety at the same time.
I looked at him, and he gave me a small smile but I could see some pain in his eyes.
"No, I'm here by myself," I replied.
"Can I seat here?" The stranger asked.
I looked around the room again and then back at him as I deliberated for a second. I didn't know who he was, I'd never seen him here before. I know I should be nervous, but I wasn't.
"Sure why not," I said, he smiled wider and my heart tingled.
"Hello," he said while extending his hand to shake mine.
"Hi," I sniffled shaking his hand, sparks erupted inside me at his touch.
"So what brings you here tonight?" he asked as he sat.
I sighed as a tear rolled down my cheek, "my husband, it's our anniversary and I don't know where he is," I sniffled again.
"It baffles me that you and I are here under the same circumstances," he said as I motioned for him to sit in front of me.
"You can't find your wife either?"
"No, I was told she went to her hometown. I can't confirm that because she doesn't answer the phone though," he said in exasperation.
"Yeah, I know the feeling."
I could feel him looking at me as I finished my drink.
"Do you want to dance?" he asked.
"Yes, let's go!" I stood up and saw his sharp intake of breath as he saw me.
"Are you coming or what?" I asked him. He gulped and downed the rest of his beer and followed me to the dance floor.
We danced to a couple of songs in silence, sometimes smiling at each other.
"You're gorgeous," he said as a sultrier song began…
Edward's POV:
I watched as she walked before me, I have to say that whomever this woman's husband was is a fool. I'm a gynecologist, I see women of different shapes and sizes every day. This woman is very beautiful, the dress she's wearing is sinful, to say the least.
Edward, what the hell are you doing? You're married! my mind yelled at me but I had to ignore it.
Leah, my wife is beautiful too, but this woman is what they call a natural beauty. She doesn't need much to look good. As a slower song began I voiced my thoughts.
"You're very beautiful," I said.
She ducked her head and blushed, I moved closer to her and grabbed her sides, shyly placingher hands on my arms. An electric current ran through me again at her touch, I wondered if she felt it too. As we danced I noticed the way she clung to me, as if she yearned to be touched. She smiled and placed her head on my chest, shivers ran down my spine as I wrapped my arms around her swaying to the music. We danced to a couple more songs and went back to the booth.
"Another drink?" I asked.
"No, just water, please. I don't want to get too drunk," she said.
"Although I should," she added.
"Why is that?"
"Because I want to forget the fact that my husband ditched our…my anniversary plans," she said.
I asked for two bottles of water, "It's pathetic really," she said.
"No, it's not! I had plans with my wife too and here I am. I know the feeling," I replied.
We downed our water as I looked around the room.
I must be insane but I wanted to spend some more time with this woman.
"Do you mind if we go someplace more quiet?"
She looked taken aback but deliberated for a second.
"I shouldn't go anywhere with you, but I am," she said.
"Are you a serial killer?" She added.
"No, but that's what a serial killer would say," I laughed.
She grabbed her coat and purse and started walking towards the exit. I laughed and left a $100 bill on the table, it was enough to cover her tab and mine plus a tip for the server and bartender.
"Where's your car?" I asked.
"I took a cab," she replied.
I smiled and led her to the parking lot. We got in my car and soon enough we were off.
"Your place or mine?" She asked.
"Mine," I replied.
I wasn't going to take her home. I have a studio a few blocks away, so I drove there instead.
I led her to the elevator and soon enough we were in my hiding place. My parents bought me this studio so I could be closer to the hospital while I did my residency. There's a lady that comes and cleans it once a month, luckily this month's cleaning was yesterday.
She looked around as she took off her coat, she glowed in the dim light. I turned on the air conditioning and followed her into the middle of the room.
"Do you want anything else to drink?" I asked her.
"No, I had six mojitos, that's more than enough for me," she smiled.
I pointed to the couch, she sat and I followed after.
"This is a nice place you got here," she commented.
"Why did you accept to leave the bar with me?" I asked.
"I don't know, I guess I just wanted to spend some time away from home. To forget how I feel," she admitted.
"You're married." it wasn't a question. I could see the ring on her finger.
"So are you," she replied as I fiddled with my ring.
"Do you do this often?" she asked.
"What pick up women at a bar? No," I said.
"I haven't done anything like this before either,"
"For some strange reason I feel this pull towards you," I said bluntly.
"Same here," she said.
"Tell me the truth, why did you accept?"
"I guess because I wanted to do something completely reckless and stupid for once," she admitted unsurely.
I smiled, "ditto," I said.
"I feel this pull towards you too," she said, scooting closer to me.
"Bella," she whispered.
"What?"
"My name is Bella," she repeated.
"E…Anthony," I replied as it was a more common name than Edward.
I liked her, but I didn't want her to know who I was. She looked at me and smiled.
"Anthony," she started.
"What?"
"Kiss me," she said her voice barely a whisper.
Fuck it! I thought as I leaned in.
"Since I'm already going to hell," I said as I cupped her cheeks and pressed my lips to hers.
The kiss started soft, delicate, and sweet. Bella grabbed my neck and played with the hairs there. After a few minutes, we broke apart panting.
"That was amazing!" Bella said.
"I want more," she added after a few seconds.
Boldly, I grabbed her waist and kissed her again, shivers ran down my spine as she pressed her body closer to mine. I groaned.
Bella started to kiss down my jaw and neck. I groaned again with need but stopped her. She looked at me confused and I could also see a hint of hurt in her eyes.
"Sorry," she mumbled moving away from me.
"This was a stupid idea. I have to go," she said standing.
"No, don't go!" I pleaded.
"You took me by surprise, that's all," I admitted. She sat back down.
"You were enjoying it?"
"Yes, very much," I said wrapping my arm around her. I brought her face close to mine and kissed her again sweetly.
"This is not what I had in mind when I came here," she mumbled between kisses.
"It's the first time I've kissed another woman in years, I said.
"I've never kissed another man before, only him," she said referring to her husband.
I nodded in understanding, "but I don't want to keep talking about him," she said.
"He didn't bother to show or call, I'm sick of this shit!" She continued with anger in her tone.
I agreed, I was tired of being Leah's doormat too.
"For one night I want to forget who I am," she said.
Was I capable of doing this?
I thought about all the lonely nights I've spent… I was sick of it too, plus it was just one night.
"Fuck it!" I said again.
"Fuck them!" Bella said.
"No spouses, no regrets," I said.
"No spouses," she repeated as she removed her wedding ring and placed it on the coffee table, I did the same.
Bella smiled and kissed me again, I replied in earnest. Our kiss quickly heated and I was groping her body through her clothes. I wanted to see her, I wanted to feel her. I wanted to forget who I was in her arms. I needed to feel desired and wanted, all of the things that I haven't been feeling with Leah lately.
~DD~
We broke apart and she undid the bow that held the dress to her body. I grabbed her legs, unzipped her boots taking them off along with her sheer black tights. I raked my eyes over her body, she was wearing black lace lingerie. She kneeled on the sofa in front of me and started unbuttoning my shirt, she opened it and shrugged it off my shoulders. She stood up letting her dress fall to the floor.
I went behind her and kissed her shoulders as I caressed her arms. My hands roamed lower to her exposed thighs; she turned around and wrapped her arms around my neck, flushing our bodies together. I pressed my hands against her exposed ass and kneaded her supple globes. I ran my hands over her arms and shoulders, bringing down her bra straps in the same motion. Her breasts were exposed to me as I swiftly removed her bra. I sat her back on the sofa and continued kissing her until I reached her breasts. I took her right nipple in my mouth and sucked it. I repeated the motion with the left one.
My hand ventured lower, I cupped her sex with my hand; I needed to feel how aroused she was. She didn't disappoint, she was drenched. I started rubbing her bundle of nerves through the lace of her thong; Bella whimpered at the sensations I was making her feel. I went back to her breasts again and devoured them. The skin around them was flushed pink from my ministrations. I sucked on the right one hard and continued feasting on her breasts as I moved her thong aside and slipped two fingers inside of her.
"Oh, oh, oh Anthony please," she begged me.
I fingered her quickly, curling my fingers upwards every few seconds. Her breathing picked up, and she started panting loudly. I didn't relent, I grabbed her head as she fell back with the force of her orgasm. Bella came with a strangled moan, I then kissed her, my tongue dominating her mouth. I hugged her to me; I shivered as her erect nipples came in contact with my naked chest.
I carried her to the bed; laid her down gently, her long mahogany hair splayed on the white sheets; she was a vision. I spread her legs, removed her thong, then I lowered my head licking her folds and clit until a new wave of arousal gushed out of her. I went to lie beside her on the bed and removed my jeans and underwear, then I closed the space between us. I kissed her while our hands roamed and explored our bodies.
I teased her nipples some more with my tongue, I sucked on the pink buds until she winced. I released her breast with a pop and went to pay the same attention to the other one. I sucked hard on her supple flesh as a meek whimper escaped her lips.
"Oh, oh, oh, fuck! Anthony, I'm coming!" She moaned as her orgasm rippled through her.
"That was beautiful," I said as her back arched off the bed slightly.
I couldn't take it anymore, I went on top of her and kissed her again. I tugged on her nipples and kissed down the rest of her body. I looked at her for reassurance.
"Are you sure you want this?" I asked her. She cupped my cheek in her hand and smiled.
"Yes," she whispered.
I spread her legs and rubbed my length against her folds, coating it in her juices; I needed to be slick to ease into her. She looked at my cock and bit her lip.
"Will you be gentle?" She asked, blushing.
"I'm not a virgin, but…" she said quickly, blushing even harder.
"It's just that sometimes it hurts… well at least with my…" she didn't finish, I understood what she meant. We had agreed not to mention our spouses for the rest of the night.
I smiled and laid her back on the bed, looked into her eyes, and then grabbed one side of her face tenderly; my other hand was firmly on her hip.
"Please," Bella whimpered.
I spread her legs for better access and then lined myself with her entrance. I pushed the tip forward gently; a small cry left Bella's lips at the intrusion. I pushed forward and stilled my hips, letting her get used to me. I pulled out and went back in again; I repeated the motion a few times until I felt she was stretched enough.
"Fuck you're tight," I breathed.
"Oh, you're so long and thick," Bella said, rolling her hips.
I took that as a hint and started moving slowly inside her. Bella raised her head off the bed and pressed her lips to mine, we kissed as I penetrated her. In and out, I continued, filling her tight walls. She placed her hands on my back and hugged me close to her.
"You feel so good, baby," I whispered in her ear.
My pace quickened as Bella began rolling her hips faster, looking for more friction. I hugged her body closer and kept thrusting in and out of her tight heat. I spread her legs with my thighs and slid deeper inside her. A choked moan escaped deep within her as I sheathed fully inside her.
"So tight, so good!" I groaned, rolling my hips along with her.
"You feel amazing inside me, oh, oh, ung!" she moaned. I rolled my hips faster, with continued thrusts into her tight pussy.
I quickened my pace as I neared my release.
"Ah, ah, ah, so damn tight! Ung, ung, I can't… I'm coming! I'm coming!" I exclaimed as my orgasm rippled through my body. I spilled my seed in three long spurs; Bella whimpered at the feeling of me coming inside her.
I rested my head at the crook of her neck as I regained my composure. Bella came again a few seconds later her body thrashing and writhing under me. I captured her lips in a heated kiss as I rocked her a little bit longer until both our hearts calmed down and her breathing was somewhat even.
"Bella, that was so good," I said, still panting.
Bella just smiled and cuddled closer to me, I pulled out and crushed her sweaty body to mine.
"Will you stay, just for a little bit?" I asked.
She nodded and closed her eyes, I closed my eyes too and for the first time in weeks, I slept in contempt as I wasn't alone in my bed. I reveled in the moment as I knew it would end soon, just one night we'd said.
Later that night…
We woke up about three hours later, Bella was thirsty so I got us some water and some fruit that was already cut up and prepared in a cup. I had told the cleaning lady to buy some things for me as I have some surgeries this upcoming week and would be staying here since it was closer to the hospital.
After our midnight snack, we started kissing again. I rolled us over so Bella was on top of me.
I rolled my hips and ground against her, Bella whimpered and kissed me deeper.
"Ride me," I said.
She let go of me and bit her lip again.
"I don't know how," she blushed.
"Well, you're already straddling me. You're one step ahead," I mused.
I positioned her and grabbed her hips, I raised her and then she guided herself down on my cock.
"Oh," I moaned.
"Is that good?" She asked unsure.
"You have no idea," I smiled.
"Now move your body up and then down," I said. Bella obeyed and started doing it slowly at first.
"Oh, that does feel good! Ung," she moaned.
After a few more minutes the slapping of our skin was the only sound in the room. I grabbed Bella's hips and forced her down on my shaft, hitting every inch of her with each thrust.
"Yes, yes, yes! Ung, oh, oh, ung," she moaned.
I quickened my pace, as she started screaming and writhing over me, the bed scraped against the wall as our bodies rocked in unison.
"Ah, ah, ung, fuck, yes!" I moaned.
I came three times before pulling out of her. Laying her back on the bed with her legs spread open, I slid inside her again. I sucked on her breasts roughly as I moved inside her pussy like a madman.
"Anthony, oh Anthony. Yes, yes, yes!" she mewled as she gripped herself to me. Her legs quivered and she started shaking as she came seconds later.
I accompanied her and came one last time, I was completely exhausted but sated.
We locked foreheads and gasped for air as we came down from our orgasms.
To be honest, I've never fucked my wife like this before. I don't know what the hell this woman did to me and I know we said it would only be one night, but I was sure I wasn't going to forget this. I hope she didn't forget our time together either…
~DD~
Bella's POV:
It has been two weeks since that night. I spent that week mostly in bed as I got my period and wasn't feeling well. This time it hit me harder than before, probably my punishment for cheating on my husband. I cried when I wiped the next day and saw the blood.
Did I hope he got me pregnant? What the hell was wrong with me?
I haven't seen Anthony again since, but he's been on my mind. No matter how much I try to stop thinking about him, I can't. It's like he's ingrained himself in my mind, body, and soul. Every moment of the day I was thinking about him, memories of that night plagued my thoughts and left me feeling wanton.
I did feel guilty about what we did, but I didn't tell my husband about it. Everything would be ruined if I did. I'm an idiot and was feeling guilt-ridden that I forgave Jacob for missing our anniversary. I was such a pussy I know.
I parked in a spot in front of the medical building and got out, went inside, and looked at the directory. My new doctor's office was on the second floor so I took the elevator and arrived at the office. I went to the receptionist and checked in signing my name. They had already sent me the paperwork I needed to fill out via email, I brought the papers along with a copy of my ID and insurance card.
My other doctor had a fit when I told her I was getting a second opinion and asked for a copy of my medical file to be sent to the new doctor. That seemed odd, her whole demeanor was completely unnecessary. It seemed as if she was hiding something from me, she got nervous and started mumbling as she instructed her secretary to send me the file.
"Ah, you already filled in everything, that's wonderful," the secretary said, handing over my paperwork to a nurse.
"Did my medical file come through?" I asked.
"Isabella Swan-Black, right?" the secretary asked.
"Yes, that's me," I replied.
"Yes, they came through, the doctor already has it on his tablet," she told me.
"Please have a seat and wait, the doctor will be available soon," the gentlewoman in her fifties, with a stern expression but a warm voice gestured to an empty armchair. I sat and looked through my email while I waited.
After about fifteen minutes, the woman's head popped around the corner "Mrs. Swan-Black?" She called.
"He's ready, you can come in now," she stated.
Smiling, I got up from the comfortable chair, walked past the opaque blue door made of thick glass, and entered the room. It was big, airy, and spacious, but most of all comfortable. It had a nice atmosphere, a familiar aura. He was sitting at his desk typing something on his iPad. I took a moment to look at him, his hair looked like his hair.
He lifted his head and my heart skipped a beat, "Hello Mrs. Swan, I'm Dr. Edward Cullen," he said, smiling as his hand extended towards me. His smile faltered as his eyes focused on me.
"Anthony?" I asked my voice a whisper. I'm sure I was hallucinating him.
He looked at me and dropped his hand, "Bella?" he said, recognizing me.
Shit, I wasn't imagining him…
So Bella met Edward...well she more than met him am I right? What do you think will happen next. I would love to read your theories. See you on the next one!