(BPOV)
Staring into Edward’s hopeful eyes, that were glistening with unshed tears, I could see flashes of our future together. A beautiful little girl, her bronze ringlets bouncing as she ran through our backyard. Two identical little boys, my mahogany hair atop their heads, chasing after the older girl. Edward and I, sitting on the back porch, watched our children run free, with not a care in the world. The smile was huge that graced my face, as the tears streamed down, taking in the sight of the beautiful, antique ring he held in the tiny, velvet box, I nodded my head.
“I’d be the happiest woman on the face of this planet, to dance with you at our wedding,” I breathed, relishing in the beauty of this moment, brightly smiling through the tears.
Edward quickly sprung to his feet, grabbed me around the waist with such force and crushed me to his body. His lips met mine, tongues thrashing against the other, passion erupting from within me. Moans swallowed… Teeth clashing… Breathing out our noses… Breaths lost…. His lips left mine, excitedly spinning me around in circles.
“Isabella Swan, just agreed to marry me,” he hollered into the night air, laughing in delight.
The captain came across the loud speaker a few minutes later, congratulating us, and to tell us we would be docking soon. All to soon, the trip was over, and we were heading back to our vehicle.
Driving home, we savored in the sweetness of the soft music playing and the love that radiated from the both of us.
(EPOV)
After I had asked Bella to marry me, I thought I might just keel over dead from the fear I was feeling. Had I crossed the line, was it to fast? Once that smile graced her face, I knew, right then, that I would spend the rest of my life loving and cherishing this woman; the mother of my future children and wife.
When she had said that she would be the happiest woman on the face of this planet to dance with me on our wedding day, I couldn’t help but spring to my feet and crush her to my chest, followed by spinning her around in circles and screaming out loud, that she had agreed to be my wife.
The drive home was spent in a comfortable silence, basking in the joy of the nights events. Now I wanted nothing more, than to be home, making love to my beloved fiancée.
Once we pulled up outside of the house, we hurried out of the vehicle and through the door. We fumbled our way up the stairs kissing, embracing, and leaving a trail of clothing along the way. Coming up short, and not being able to hold back any longer, we found ourselves in a heap on top of the stairs.
Falling to the floor, languid kisses, followed by tender touches. We crawled our way to the bedroom the best that we could, kissing and touching the entire way.
Once we made it into the bedroom, Bella scrambled onto the bed, laying down onto her back. I hovered over her, kissing her fully on the lips, our tongues synchronizing with one another. I tore my lips from hers, moving down her body, laving at each of her curvy breasts, before roaming down her flat stomach. Bella snorted loudly, as I dipped my tongue into her belly button, my lips traveling down to her soft, wet pussy. I passed her wet folds and ran my nose down her inner thigh, dragging my mouth back up and taking a bite of the fold in her leg. Bella squeaked noisily, moaning my name.
"You are so delicious, precious," I cooed, kissing the bite mark that was forming on her skin.
She did taste delicious. A mixture of her arousal and flesh, swirled on my tongue. I never had any type of problem going down on a woman, but with Bella, I felt as if I'd never leave her sweet pussy. I wanted to position myself between her thighs forever.
"I want to taste your sweet pussy, so fucking bad," I moaned, running my tongue up the center of her folds.
Bella locked her legs down around my shoulders, but I unlocked them so that her legs hung over them instead. With my head flanked in the middle of her hard thighs, I gave her deprived clit, delicate, wet kisses. Her fingers in my hair, urging me on, I slipped my tongue deep inside her sex. Bella started grinding her pussy on my face, I pulled back, plunging two of my fingers inside of her, sucking tenderly on her swollen clit.
"Oh, God, Edward, please baby, please!" she cried out, her body convulsing slightly.
Looking up, seeing her back arch off the bed, hands pulling at her taut nipples. The sight had me unwillingly dry humping the mattress. A quick curl of my fingers, rubbed at the spongy spot inside of her.
"Ahhhhh! Edward…" Bella screamed, exploding around my fingers, her walls gripping tightly, and pulsing erratically.
Her body shook, back arching off the bed, as her orgasm rocked her petite body. Her skin was glowing beautifully, a light sheen of sweat covering her body. It was the most glorious thing I had ever witnessed in my life. The times before this, were wonderful, but seeing her as my fiancée, made it even more beautiful.
"Please, Edward, I need you inside of me," Bella cried out, tugging at my arms.
I crawled my way up her tiny body, wrapping her arms around my neck, attacking her mouth. Moaning into my mouth, tasting herself on my tongue, sucking lightly. She released one arm and reached between our bodies, grabbing my dick in her soft hand. Bella stroked me gently a few times, causing me to moan loudly.
“Ugh… So good…” I grunted, relishing in the feeling of her hand firmly gripping my cock.
Bella wrapped her legs around my waist, successfully making me sink deep inside of her hot, wet sex, causing me to have to hold her hips down, so she wouldn't move. I was ready to blow my load, and if she didn’t stop, I would do just that.
"Sweetheart, slow down, baby, I won't…" I trailed off, trying to concentrate on not shooting my load.
"I‘m sorry, I just need you so bad right now," she sighed, biting her bottom lip, causing me to groan.
Looking into her eyes, I could see the want she was feeling. We needed one another just the same. As much as I wanted to pound into her, her eyes showed how much we needed to go slow. I pulled out of her slowly, before sliding all the way back in, buried to the hilt. Bella's back arched off the bed and I slipped my arms underneath her, so that they we‘re locked over her shoulders.
"Slowly, just for now, I need slow," I groaned, burying my face in her neck, letting her sweet aroma fill my nostrils.
With hard, languid strokes, I slowly filled her over and over. Our bodies, slick with sweat, and our breaths mingled into one another, as we worked up to what we so urgently needed. Bella's snug walls quivered against me, as she begged.
"Please, Edward, so close, I need…" Bella whimpered against my mouth.
I removed my arms from behind her and slipped my hand between our sweat-covered bodies. We were both covered in Bella's arousal, she was so fucking wet, that my fingers slid back and forth over her clit effortlessly. Her hips started working a faster pace, as I flicked her tiny bud and with a abrupt pinch, she wailed my name louder than ever before. I could feel the surge from her orgasm, as she shook almost violently. Knowing that I made her cum so hard, had me thrusting deeper, needing to feel her do it again.
"Fuck, so good, fuck so good," I repeated, grunting, as I pressed her hips down and gave her everything I had.
Each pump of my cock, had Bella yelping. Our skin slammed together loudly, as my pelvis rubbed against her clit.
"Edward! Oh, my God! I'm going to cum again!" she cried out, grinding her hips into me roughly.
Hell mother fucking yes! My girl is amazing!!
"Please, Bella, I need to, I need…" I panted noisily, wanting us to cum together.
Bella dug her nails into the back of my neck, as she came again, her pussy walls locking down on me once again. The way her muscles constricted around my cock, had me cumming powerfully. I pressed in as far as I could, holding her firmly, as torrent after torrent of my release shot deep inside of her body.
Finally, we were both spent and I tried desperately to hold myself off of her. My arms were sore and my body was so exhausted. Bella wrapped her arms around me and pulled down.
"I don't want to…" I groaned, glad to take the weight off, but concerned that I was crushing her.
"Please, I want your weight on me, I need it," she whispered, leaving a soft trail of kisses along my jaw.
I did as she asked, laying my weighty body on hers. I had no idea how she could be comfortable, but she just sighed, and ran her fingers over my back.
After a few minutes, I rolled to the side, pulling Bella along with me. Staring into her eyes, I wanted nothing more than to rush off tomorrow and get married. I just wanted to start living our lives as a married couple, to cherish Bella forever.
“Marry me tomorrow, Bella. We‘ll fly to Vegas, and have a small wedding,” I suggested, smiling and kissing her face repeatedly.
“Is that really what you want?” Bella asked, looking into my eyes, trying to see if it was, in fact, what I wanted.
“I never wanted anything big and fancy, and seeing as you hate attention, I thought it would be nice to just head to Vegas and do it without having to fuss over something big,” I answered, knowing this would be perfect for the two of us. She didn’t have her parents, nor were my parents in the country.
“What about your parents, Edward?” She questioned, still not saying no.
“They’ll love you, and be ecstatic that we’re so happy and in love,” I smiled, kissing the tip of her nose.
“Alright then, let’s fly to Vegas. I can’t wait to start my life with you,” she beamed, jumped out of the bed, and left the room, leaving me stunned.
I quickly got out of bed, following behind her, only to find her in the office.
“What are you doing, love?” I asked, puzzled at what she was doing.
“I’m booking us the first flights out to Vegas,” she giggled, clearly happier than I had given her credit for.
“Now that sounds like a plan, love. Make sure the seats are first class, I’m to tall for the regular seats,” I said, walking around the desk, lifting her from the seat, plopping down unceremoniously, and pulling her body into my lap. I pushed my face into her hair, breathing her delicious scent in.
“I should book our room, as well,” Bella recommended, biting her bottom lip in concentration.
“You also need to let your secretary know you won’t be in the office tomorrow or the next day,” I added, wishing we could take a honeymoon right now, but knew that we would have to wait.
“Yeah, I guess I do. Promise me we’ll take a real honeymoon soon,” she asked, turning to face me, with hope in her eyes.
“We’ll go anywhere your little heart desires, sweetheart,” I murmured, brushing my lips against her cheek.
“Well, lets get all this taken care of, so we can go cuddle up together and sleep, our flight leaves at ten in the morning,” she smiled, pressing her lips firmly to mine.
Once everything was planned out, and Bella had finished talking with her secretary, we headed back up to our room. Bella slowly crawled back into bed, still naked from the earlier love making session, and I followed. She curled up next to me, her head in the crook of my neck, arm hanging loosely around my waist, and a leg slung over my legs. It was one of those moments that was absolutely perfect.
By the next morning, Bella and I were rushing around, getting ready to leave. Everyone and everything was in order, we just needed to pack and hit the road. We were all smiles from the moment we had woken up, knowing that by nighttime we would be married. Once our bags were packed, we showered, got ready, and then had a light breakfast, courtesy of Bella.
At nine o’clock, we were checked in at O’Hare airport, making our way through security. After being cleared, we sat in a corner, in the VIP lounge and snuggled close to one another.
The plane boarded at nine-thirty that morning, and once again, we found ourselves snuggled up together, in the first-class section. By ten o’clock, we were ready for take off, soon up in the air, heading for our forever together. Sleep found us soon after, embraced in one another arms.
When the captain came across the intercom, announcing our arrival in Las Vegas, along with the temperature, I roused from my sleep, still embraced in Bella’s loving arms. I gently shook her awake, leaving a trail of chaste kisses along her jaw.
“Wake up, beautiful,” I smiled against her jaw, continuing my assault on her cheek.
“To be in a plane, in cushion seats, that was a nice nap,” she said, stretching her arms over her head, and yawning.
“We have a lot to experience today, before our wedding tonight,” I said, elated that we were here, together, and really going to get married.
“I look forward to it. I know I booked us for several things to do today, once we check into our terrace suite at the MGM Grand.” Bella smiled, raising her hand to my neck, pulling my lips to hers.
“Mmhmm,” I moaned, savoring the taste of her pouty lips.
Once the plane had landed at McCarran International Airport, we were taxied and dismissed. Clearing security, we made our way over to get our bags, and headed over to pick up our rental car. Bella opted to get us a convertible for our trip, seeing as we rarely got the option of a top down in Chicago.
We arrived at the MGM Grand around two o’clock for our check-in, and got ourselves situated in the spacious living quarters. The 1,300 square foot suite showcased a soaring two-story, vaulted ceiling. The large open space comfortably seated four for dinner and for convenience, had a downstairs bathroom. Upstairs, the master bedroom opened into a large master bath with his-and-her sinks, a makeup vanity, and a separate oversized whirlpool tub and shower.
The real treat, though, was the view from the terrace or upstairs balcony. The view was absolutely spectacular, the Las Vegas Strip buzzing beneath our feet, with the noise of fellow tourist alike. I looked forward to the night sky that would grace us in the evening hours.
Once we had both freshened up and got things situated in our room, we decided to head out to enjoy a few of things Las Vegas had to offer, before we went to find Bella the perfect dress. Since I already had a tux, we didn’t have to worry about that aspect of things.
To keep things at a romantic level, I took Bella for an outdoor Gondola Ride at the Venetian. We snuggled together as the gondolier started our journey. The soothing sounds of the water lapped at the side of the gondola, to the eloquent singing of our gondolier. The warmth of the sun overhead, was warming our skin, and the sparkling water below us.
After our gondola ride, we made our way over to Mon Ami Gabi, a classic French bistro, at Le Boulevard at Paris. You automatically felt as if you were in France, once you were seated out in the patio area. The French steakhouse theme was carried throughout the restaurant; from the style of chairs to the menu on a chalkboard, to the airy atrium which opened out to the patio. Mon Ami Gabi had cornered the al fresco dining experience by incorporating features intrinsic of cafes on the Champs Elysee.
Once we were seated, the waitress politely asked for our drink order. Bordeaux, Pomerol - Chateau Rogue, 06, was ordered and we looked over the menu. We began our meal with some hot hors d’oeuvres. Baked Cheese with tomato sauce and herbs, in company with some cold, hand cut-gaufrette potato chips with artichoke dipping sauce.
We fed one another bits and pieces of our appetizers, smiling and laughing, enjoying one another’s presence. Although chatter was going on around us, we were too focused on each other to notice. Our happy bubble was filled with utter devotion and love.
Once we were finished with our hors d’oeuvres, our waitress came to take our dinner order. I ordered the New York Strip 16oz. Steak with a bordelaise sauce, while Bella opted for the Grilled Pork Tenderloin with tomato-bacon farci, and caramelized onion sauce.
Through our moans and praises on how superb the food was, we continued to relish in our bubble of love. We talked about our past, the present and our future together. We spoke about our ambitions, our talents, and the things we absolutely loathed.
Chef Terry Lynch had done a wonderful job on our food, and praises just weren’t enough for the job that he had done.
After dinner, the waitress returned, asking if we were ready to order dessert. I ordered the Banana Foster Crepe and Bella opted for the Chocolate Mousse. Again, we took turns feeding one another, wrapping our mouths around the others spoon, and moaning.
Once the bill was settled, and a hefty tip was left, we made our way over to Celebrations Bridal to find the perfect dress for Bella to wear tonight. Of course, Bella being Bella, hated to shop, but she found her dress in the first round. It was a slim line gown with corset closure. Asymmetrical ruching throughout the bodice created a flattering figure in the Gossamer Chiffon style. A delicate beaded shoulder strap lent a modern detail to the strapless neckline. A large, beaded motif at the side hip led into a side frill draping over the slim skirt.
Taking care of the payment for the dress after Bella was finished, we made our way over to the Bellagio Wedding Chapel to get ready for our wedding. My tux was delivered there earlier in the day, so we didn’t need to worry about that. Our final stop, before going to the wedding chapel was at Tiffany & Co. We needed our wedding bands, and I thought it was best if we picked those out together.
I picked an Etoile Five-row band ring for Bella. 3.30 carats, completely modern and streamlined, yet perfectly timeless. Five rows of brilliant, round diamonds in platinum. Bella picked mine out, the Lucida Wedding Band ring, which was 6mm wide, an original Tiffany creation of incomparable beauty, finished in platinum.
Once we had paid, we headed on over to the chapel. Bella was sent in one direction when we arrived, and I, the other direction. The wedding package we had chosen, was the Cosa Bella wedding package.
After I was ready, I was escorted to the front of the chapel, where I met the minister that was to marry us. He was extremely polite and very kind. A custom Bellagio aisle runner, made it’s way up between the pews. Fresh, white petals were sprinkled up the middle of the aisle, a professional harpist sat in the corner of the room, and the two professional photographers were set up in the other locations of the room.
We requested that our three nights in a penthouse suite with lakeview and high floor, one evening of dinner for two in Picasso or prime, and the two tickets for Cirque du Soleil’s ‘O’ Show be donated to a local charity.
The harpist began her song, and after a minute, Bella began her descent down the aisle. She was absolutely exquisite walking towards me, so surreal looking. I was marrying a goddess, what a lucky bastard I was. We had snagged two guests of the Bellagio to witness for us, to which they were happy to do so.
As Bella finally made it to me, I wanted nothing more than to sling her over my shoulder, and run out all caveman, and screw her brains out, but that defeated any purpose of us coming to Vegas to get married, so I had to suck it up, and tell my balls to knock it off for awhile, we had big boy things to do.
Once Bella is by my side, the harpist halts her halted music and we turned towards the minister, waiting for his speech.
“Edward and Isabella, in presenting yourselves here today to be joined in marriage, you perform an act of faith. This faith can grow and develop and last, but only if you both decide to make it so. A lasting and growing love is not guaranteed by any ritual.”
“If you would have the foundation of your marriage be the devotion you have for one another, not just at this moment, but for all the days to come, then treasure the hopes and dreams that you bring here today. Establish that your love will never be blotted out by the common nor obscured by the ordinary in life. Faults will surface where now you find comfort, and admiration can be shattered by the routine of daily life.”
“Dedication, love, and joy can grow only when you nourish them together. Stand fast in that hope and confidence, having faith in your shared destiny just as strongly as you have faith in yourselves and in one another today. Only with this spirit can you forge a union that will strengthen and endure all the days of your lives.”
“I, Edward, take you, Isabella, as my friend and love, beside me and apart from me, in laughter and in tears, in conflict and tranquility, asking that you be no other than yourself, loving what I know of you, trusting what I do not know yet, in all the ways that life may find us.”
I placed the ring on Bella’s finger, and said;
“Isabella, I give you this ring as a symbol of my vow, and with all that I am, and all that I have, I honor you, in the name of God.”
“I, Isabella, take you, Edward, as my friend and love, beside me and apart from me, in laughter and in tears, in conflict and tranquility, asking that you be no other than yourself, loving what I know of you, trusting what I do not know yet, in all the ways that life may find us.”
She placed the ring on my finger, and said;
“Edward, I give you this ring as a symbol of my vow, and with all that I am, and all that I have, I honor you, in the name of God.”
Once we’d said our vows, the minister continued;
“With this statement made of love and trust, which we have just heard, I now wish you to greet Edward and Isabella as husband and wife.”
“May this day shine eternally in your lives.
May it add brilliance to every achievement and cast a divine light over any misfortune.
May you care for each other in all sadness.
May you give cheer to each other.
May you give vitality to each other in all undertakings.
May all that is virtuous, beautiful and honest, remain with you always.”
“You may kiss the bride. Cheers came from our witnesses and the remaining people in the room, as our lips touched down on one another. We kept it clean, considering our company.”
The next two hours was spent around the resort, taking pictures with the photographers. Then we received a ride in a limo over to get the marriage certificate fixed up.
As the night was ending, our limo dropped us back off at the MGM Grand, where we fumbled our way to our suite. After gaining entrance to our room, I picked Bella up bridal style, and carried her over the threshold.
I carried her to the bed, where we joined ourselves as husband and wife. The trust and love shining in her eyes was one of the most beautiful sights I had ever seen. She wore a warm smile, her arms wrapped tightly around my neck.
Standing before our bed, our lips met, tenderly stroking one another’s tongues, after a few moments of sweet kisses, she nipped at my bottom lip, making me growl playfully into her mouth, before throwing her onto the bed, causing her to squeal, as I crawled up her body to her mouth once again.
"You were absolutely stunning tonight, Mrs. Cullen." I smiled at her, loving how her name sounded now.
I slid my hands to the back of her dress, where the zipper laid, before dragging it down, bit by bit. I kissed her right shoulder, loving the way she squirmed when she had decided that she'd had enough teasing. I used my teeth to drag down the strap of the dress, before moving my ministrations to the left side. I pulled the dress the rest of the way down, completely focused on the task at hand. When I turned back to the goddess lying beneath me, the breath was knocked from my lungs.
She wore a simple white lace bra and panty set, matching her ivory skin. Her body was perfect, the perfect body for a woman. She was in no way fat, but she had the most sensual, surreal curves to her breasts and hips. Her breaths were coming in pants, making her chest rise and fall rapidly.
When she noticed my not-so discrete staring, she blushed, raising her arms to cover herself. I immediately pulled them down, unable to waste a second not touching her.
"You are truly the most beautiful creature I have ever seen." I whispered in her ear, before taking her lobe in my mouth, sucking tenderly.
"What did I do to deserve you?" I asked her, staring directly into her soft, chocolate orbs.
"Edward, it's me who doesn't deserve you." She said, sincerely.
I kissed her, sinking my tongue into her mouth, while she moaned from the abruptness of my attack. Our tongues fought against each other, teasing one another. I reached my hands behind her to unclasp her strapless bra, but when I was fruitless, I had to break the kiss to see what I was doing. She giggled when she saw the look of awkwardness on my face.
"Don't worry, I'll let you practice any time you want." She grinned, seductively. I smiled stupidly, feeling like it was my first time ever again.
Once I finally undid her bra and tossed the offending material somewhere across the room, I lowered my head to her pink bud, licking the nub, engrossed by her reactions to my touch. When I began to suck at the nipple, she moaned, throwing her head back in gratification.
After deciding she'd had enough with my teasing, Bella pulled my head back to hers for another kiss. My hands, however had other ideas, as they trailed from her perfect breasts over the soft planes of her stomach. Once my hands reached the waistband of her panties, I was overcome with need. I latched my fingers into the material and swiftly ripped them from her body.
“Oh, Edward,” Bella moaned, arching her body into mine.
She was so hot, so wet and completely glistening with her arousal, which made my erection twitch against her thigh. Her pleasure was the only thing on my mind, but almost like it was out of reflex, when I hit a particularly sweet spot, Bella's hands reached out and grabbed my penis. I froze before releasing a loud groan, which only made Bella wetter.
I plunged another finger into her, making her cum instantaneously. Bella's orgasm was a magnificent thing to watch. Her back arched, her face flushed and her mouth formed a silent squeal as she shook in pleasure.
Wanting to be inside her when I came, I pried her still-trembling fingers from my erection, mourning the loss of contact.
"I want to make love to you, Bella." I whispered into the dimly lit room, just the moonlight lighting our faces to each other.
"Please, Edward." She whimpered, touching her lips softly to mine.
I gently slid into her wet heat, waiting a minute for her to adjust to my size. I began to thrust into her, spurred on by the moans she was now making. Her hips began to rock with mine, sending jolts of desire throughout my body.
"Oh god! Edward!" Bella cried out, as my thrusts amplified, becoming erratic. I needed to see her release before myself, so I reached my hand in between us and rubbed her clit roughly. Her moans became louder, her breathing harsher, as she got closer to the edge of the cliff.
"Let go, Love." I whispered, and with a final flick of my fingers, she came, which caused me to follow right behind her. I thrust one more time, before collapsing onto the bed next to her in a sticky, panting heap.
I pulled out of her, smiling when she whimpered from the loss of contact, and pulled her closer to my body so she was curled into my chest. Bella sighed contentedly, before placing a single kiss above my heart.
"I love you, Bella." I whispered. Truly content and happy with the choices we had made thus far in our relationship.
“I love you too, Edward,” she said, smiling into my chest, breathing in my manly scent.
Friday, April 29, 2011
So It Begins - Ch. 7
(EPOV)
My phone conversation with Marcus had my blood boiling. I wanted Charlie Swan’s blood, to be the one to finish him for good. The man had caused my love emotional scars that would forever be imprinted into her brain, on her heart, and encased throughout her soul. One’s that she will spend the rest of her life trying to forget. I owed this to her, to be the one to carry out this act. Marcus didn’t understand why I had to be the one to do this, he didn’t know about Bella, and I’d like to keep it that way, for as long as I could.
When he all but demanded that he would take care of the job, I completely lost it. My voice roared and I slammed my fist into the bookshelf, causing books to scatter around the room; not knowing that Bella had entered the room, moments before. I heard her sobbing, quickly spinning around, just in time to see her slide down the wall, hugging her body tightly.
I hung the phone up on Marcus immediately, throwing it down, and rushing across the room to Bella’s side. I dropped to the floor, cradling her quivering body to my chest, rocking back and forth, and pulling the rest of her into my lap, I began to soothingly whisper words of comfort in her ear, placing soft kisses on the top of her head.
A strangled sob escaped my lips when I heard her begging me not to hurt her, how she would be good and do better the next time. Those pleas tortured my soul and pierced my heart. My beautiful angel was plagued with memories of that evil bastard, and he was still causing her so much unwanted pain.
We sat there, wrapped in one another’s embrace, for hours it seemed, before her sobs quieted, and her breath evened out. Once she was asleep, I gently stood, and carried her to our bed.
I held her and watched her sleep for the rest of the day, saying my name from time to time, and that she loved me. She was such an honest person, even in her sleep. There would never be a day, in which I would doubt her sincerity or love for me.
I had planned to tell her about my role in the Mafia tomorrow, I should have told her sooner, but I didn’t, and now she has had a breakdown because of it. I hated myself at this point, knowing that I caused her pain, when I never, in my life, wanted to cause her any type of pain.
I was positive that the Mafia part wouldn’t scare her, since she’s such a strong individual. I thought the screaming that she walked in on, triggered some type of memory, but I’d just have to wait and see when she wakes up.
If anything, it would be the fact, that I hadn’t told her sooner, about my involvement with the Mafia, that she would be upset about. I would deserve whatever punishment she saw fit, as well. If that means she’d walk out of my life for good, I would deserve it, and I would live the rest of my life alone, suffering for what I brought on myself. There would never be another woman that could replace Bella and what she has brought into my life.
If she accepted my lifestyle, I would do whatever it takes to prove to her that she would come first and foremost. No harm would come her way ever, that I would make sure of. I could only hope that she could forgive me.
Between the internal battle in my brain, Bella’s words of love and calling my name out in her sleep, I relished in the simplicity of her voice and harmony of how sounded. The subtle alto of her voice sounded like bells even in her sleep.
At four o‘clock., I shot a text to my housekeeper, Maria, asking if she could drop by at five and fix a nice dinner and have it ready by six. If Bella wasn’t awake by then, I would rouse her from her deep slumber, because she needed to eat.
By six o‘clock., Maria had dropped off two trays filled with lobster bisque and salad. Bless her heart, sitting on Bella’s tray, with her food, was a vase filled with two long-stemmed, red roses. The woman was a saint, and her pay just raised itself by thirty percent.
Once I had the trays situated on the end of the bed, I got to working on waking Bella.
“Bella, amore mio,” whispering, softly against the shell of her ear.
I stopped, watching for any signs that she was waking.
“Sweetheart,” back against her ear, this time nibbling her fleshy lobe, as I whispered.
“Unf..” She mumbled, swatting at my hair that had tickled the side of her face.
I raise up and started to tickle her side. Knowing this would, without doubt, wake her up fully.
“My love, you need to wake up for me,” gently placed wet kisses against her lips, cheeks, eyelids, and forehead.
Once her face was sloppy wet from my kisses, her eyes fluttered open and a frown found it’s way to her face.
“Wake up, sweetheart, lets eat, and we’ll talk while doing so,” I said, helping her sit up in the bed. Once she was sitting up, I brought her tray up and placed it in front of her, moving mine in front of me next.
“I’m sorry I wigged out on you earlier, Edward,” she apologized, thinking she was at fault.
“No, I’m the one sorry for causing you to get upset,” I replied, reaching over and placing a lingering kiss on her lips. “I had no clue you were in the room, or I would have kept my anger in check. You should never have to see that side of me. Please know, that I will never, never hurt you by laying a hand on you, nor will I ever scream at you.”
“I just walked in the room, and whoever you were talking to, they just seemed to have you really agitated and you lost it, which, in turn, caused flashbacks and I had a meltdown.” She sighed, dropping her head, completely frustrated with herself.
“Hey, don’t be frustrated with yourself, it’s bound to happen sometimes,” I said, pulling her chin up, stroking her cheek with my thumb, soothingly. “Come on, you need to eat, you were out for awhile today and you need your strength. I’d like to explain some things.”
With a heavy heart and sigh, I began to explain about my life as a Mafia boss.
“What I’m about to talk to you about is a pretty big part of my life, and it’s rare that I share it with anyone. It’s not that I haven’t trusted you from the beginning, but this information is something that involves having trust in people. I planned on telling you everything in the morning, I just didn’t want to add it to the stress of the day that you were caused by Alice,” I sighed again, looking to see if she understood. When I saw her nod, I began again.
“As I was saying, I’m a very private person for a reason. No one suspects that I, Edward Cullen, am a Mafia Boss.” Bella gasped, bringing her hand up to cover her mouth.
“I have a go to guy, that people go to for their own reasons. They believe this is the main man, but he’s not. I am. I didn’t want my future wife or family tainted by who I am, and for them to be able to lead a normal life, without a constant fear of being hurt.” I sighed, raking my hand through my hair.
“Like I said, it wasn’t because I didn’t trust you, because I have trusted you from the start. It was like, the moment I touched you in my club that night, that we were bound to one another forever; kindred souls. But we had both been busy, then all the sex, then your fight with Alice, now your breakdown that I caused, mind you, I just hadn’t put it out there, so I completely understand if you are pissed and want nothing more to do with me.” Frustration proved to drive me to ramble on.
“Just know that, if you decide not to be involved with me, that I will watch over you for the rest of your life, and that I will never have another woman in my life, you’re it for me,” I grimaced, looking into Bella’s sad eyes.
“Edward, really, you think because you tell me that you’re a Mafia boss, that I’d go running for the hills?” She asked, seemingly hurt by my assumptions.
“Yes, that’s what I contemplated. You wanted my honesty, and I’m giving it to you. I’ve only, ever dated three other women, Bella, and I’ve never shared a connection with them, nor have I shared my real occupation. They were gold diggers, who only cared about what piece of jewelry they could get out of me next. With you, the one I want to spend the rest of my life with, I worried about how you would handle the news, and I just love you so much, and I would be devastated if you left me,” eyes beginning to glisten, moist with the hot tears that threatened to spill.
Bella was quickly by my side, pulling my head against her upper body, and running her fingers through my hair tenderly. Here I had thought my profession would put an end to our relationship, to boot me scaring her this afternoon, and she’s taking it so well, comforting me, when I should be the one comforting her. Just proved how self-sacrificing she was, always thinking of others before herself.
“I’m not leaving, Edward. Yes, I’m a little hurt, but that isn’t enough to drive me away from you. I love you, Edward, and that will never change. Like you said, the moment we touched in the club, it felt like we were bound to one another, like fate had led us to one another. I went in the club that night, with one sole purpose, to lose my virginity. I wanted Rose and Alice off my back about it, but then I met you, and it was perfect, you were perfect, and I’ll forever remember my first time. It was so perfect, Edward, you might not have known, but then, when you did, you were so gentle and loving.” Bella sighed, still running her slender fingers through my hair.
“I love you, Bella, always.” Raising my head, my lips descended on her plump ones. “I’ll never keep anything else from you Bella, and I need to tell you, that I have got my connections looking for your mom, it’s their top priority to find her for you. I promised to find her for you, and I intend to keep that promise. I also want you to know that your father will be dealt with, as well. I don’t want him to ever come looking for you, to hurt you ever again.”
“Edward, please don’t get in trouble over finding my father.” She pleaded, her eyes shining with tears.
“Hey, don’t cry over that man,” I was beginning to get upset that she was worrying about that damn bastard.
“I’m not crying over him! I’m crying because I don’t want you in any trouble, or to get hurt,” I sighed in relief, and grinned at how cute it was, knowing that she was worried about me. I pulled her in my lap, softly kissing the tip of her nose.
“I love you.” I whispered, my mouth searching hers out. Our tongues tangled together, twisting to the beat of their own drum. Gently pulling away, we stared into one another’s eyes, just relishing in the moment.
“I love you, too,” Bella said, eyes glistening with unshed tears. The woman never ceased to amaze me with her loving nature. She absolutely embraced love and those around her, holding on to them as tight as she could.
I knew, now that I had come clean about my livelihood, and the fact that she accepted me for who I was, that I was going to make sure she was my wife. In fact, I planned on sending her to get cleaned up at this very minute.
“Bella, do you care to go get cleaned up? I want to do something extra special for you tonight, but only if you feel up to it,“ I asked, hoping she felt up to it, I wanted this so bad.
“I feel great actually, so yeah, I’ll go get ready. No hints on what we’re doing?” She asked, her curiosity setting in. I knew how much she hates surprises, so with any luck, she would get pleasure from this one at least.
“Just dress casual, some jeans and a shirt, you choose, just something warm,” I smirked, knowing she’d enjoy that aspect of this date. It’s perfect for us actually, we’re simple people, not much for the gaudy things money could buy.
“Uhmm, o.k., this already sounds like my kind of thing,” her smile was blinding, happiness radiating throughout the room, making me giddy myself.
“It’ll be perfect, sweetheart, I promise, just dress casual and warm. Meet me downstairs when you’re finished,” I smiled, making my way to the closet to change into something more appropriate than what I had on now.
Once I finished getting dressed, I made my way to the office, to the safe hidden behind the portrait of my parents. One day I hoped to replace that large frame with my family instead. I couldn’t wait to have Bella as my wife, and to have children running about.
Putting the combination in the safe, I cracked it open, searching for that tiny, black velvet box. The box that held my grandmother’s engagement ring. Nestled in the silky fabric, was the 3.08ct, rare, blue diamond, sitting lazily in a bed of diamonds running down the sides of the band and wrapping under the blue diamond. I slipped the ring in my pocket, blissful that this was really happening tonight. I’d waited my whole life for this one defining moment, and I was thankful that Bella was that woman, my other half.
Next, I made the phone calls, setting everything up for the evening’s events. I called the Shoreline Sightseeing and rented out one of the cruise boats for the nine o’clock viewing of the metropolis. City By Night and Chicago River Locks Tour would represent the start of our journey in life together.
The trip began with a voyage through the famous Chicago Harbor Lock, one of eight locks that control water flow from Lake Michigan to the Mississippi River. Then the 75-minute tour would continue down the Chicago River, past the city’s world-renowned skyscrapers that shine like jewels in the night sky.
I’d be the tour guide for the night, recounting the dramatic story of Chicago's rise from the Great Fire of 1871, to become the cradle of modern American architecture, for Bella. Along the route there were dozens of buildings by world-famous architects, including the Tribune Tower, Marina City and the Willis (Sears) Tower. The cruises departed from the dock at Navy Pier and ended at the Ogden Slip Dock.
Bella met me in the foyer at eight o’clock sharp, greeting me a chaste kiss on the lips. I smiled, as she twirled around, asking if she was dressed properly.
“How do I look?” Her doe-eyes were shining brightly, sparkling with happiness, and filled so full of excitement.
She was dressed in a pair of denim wash, boot-cut jeans, a cute printed tee, and a black cardigan, paired with a pair of black wedge sandals.
“You look exquisite, sweetheart,” I smiled, pulling her into me, kissing her soft, plump lips. “You ready to head out now?”
“Absolutely, I’m honestly pretty excited to see what you have planned for us. The last time you did something, we ended up getting massages, eating under the stars, acting like kids, swinging in the tire swing, and star gazing.” She grinned, reminiscing about our last date.
“Yeah, that was kind of perfect, huh?” I grinned, glad to know she loved the last date, and hoping she would love tonight just as much.
“I love you,” she smiled, taking my hand, and pulled me out of the front door.
“I love you, too,” I picked her up and carried the rest of the way to the car.
Once we were in the car, I headed towards Navy Pier. I wasn’t nervous per say, more excited than anything. We held hands the entire time, glancing at one another off and on throughout the drive.
Bella smiled widely when I parked the car, ran around and helped her out. She looked around and realized we were at the Pier, bouncing around excitedly, she grabbed my hand and pulled us along.
I tugged her hand, slowing her down, pointing towards the Shoreline Sightseeing entrance. She beamed, and if it was even possible, she was more keyed up.
“Oh my god! I’ve never been on one of those before, Edward,” she beamed, talking faster than I’d ever heard her.
“I see you’re excited, so let’s get going, I rented it out, so that it’s just us tonight,” I smiled, clearly enjoying her enthusiasm for the ride around on the cruise boat. I picked her up and carried her the rest of the way, anxious that her bouncing around would cause her harm, before I got to ask the biggest question of our lives.
Bella giggled the entire walk to the boat, clearly having fun, but the energy was amazing. People watched, with amused faces, as we walked towards the boat. The only thing I could do, was grin. I felt like a fucking teenager all over again.
Making our way up the walkway to the boat, I sat her back down on her feet, and took her hand in mine, pulling us aboard, where we were greeted by the captain of the boat.
“Welcome aboard, Mr. Cullen, Miss Swan, my name is Walter. I hope you enjoy the evening,” Walter smiled, his face etched with the wrinkles that came with old age.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Walter,” Bella outstretched hand met his, as he brought it to his lips, kissing the top of her hand. Bella blushed, trying to hide her face, and Walter laughed.
“I’m sorry, Miss Swan, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable,” he apologized, looking to me for some type of guidance.
“You’re perfectly fine, Walter, there’s no need to go apologizing. I’m a natural blusher when it comes to compliments. Please call me, Bella.” She explained, with a beautiful smile.
“Call me, Edward, Walter,” I said, shaking his hand, smiling.
“Well, shall we get started?” Walter asked, ready to begin our tour, turning to make his way to the wheel.
“Well, sweetheart, are you ready to enjoy our tour?” I asked, eager to get to the right point in our journey.
Bella settled against the railing, looking out across the water, enjoying the architectural aspects of the city. Her eyes glimmered in the dark night, with all the lights to take in.
“Alright, I’m gonna be your tour guide,” I laughed, moving to stand directly behind her, wrapping my arms around her tiny waist.
“I’d like that,” Bella smiled, turning her head to look at me from underneath her eyelashes.
“So, located on Lake Michigan, at the mouth of the Chicago River, the Chicago Harbor Lock serves as a gateway to one of the nation's busiest commercial and recreational waterways. Over 50,000 vessels, 900,000 passengers, and 200,000 tons of cargo pass through its gates annually.” I said in my best tour guide voice, smirking at the look on Bella’s face, as she tried to hold in her laughter. Seconds later we were practically rolling around on the floor, laughing so hard.
“That voice was priceless, Edward,” she snorted, gasping to catch her breath.
We continued to talk, as I pointed out each of the skyscrapers, as we passed by them. I never left my post, from behind her, my arms wrapped snug around her waist. This was one date that I would never forget, as I hope it would be a night to remember for her as well.
We discussed the Great Fire of 1871, which burned for three days straight, killing hundreds and destroying almost four square miles. The fire was one of the largest U.S. disasters of the 19th century, the rebuilding began almost immediately, and spurred Chicago’s development into one of the most populous and economically important American cities. To this day, the exact cause and origin of the fire remains uncertain.
“You really know your history of the city, Edward, I’m impressed,” Bella said, pulling me impossibly closer to her.
“I’ve always been fascinated I guess,” I smiled humbly, basking in Bella’s scent mixed with the night air.
“Well, it’s amazing, honestly,” she smiled up at me.
“Alright, now we have the Tribune Tower. In 1922, the Chicago Tribune hosted an international design competition for its new headquarters, and they offered $100,000 in prize money, with a $50,000, 1st prize for ‘the most beautiful and distinctive office building in the world’. The winner was a neo-Gothic design by New York architects John Mead Howells and Raymond Hood.” We were looking out across the water, admiring the building.
“Next we have, Marina City. It’s a mixed-use residential/commercial building complex occupying an entire city block on State Street. The complex consists of two corncob-shaped 65-story (including 5-story elevator & physical plant penthouse), 587 foot (179 m) tall residential towers, a saddle-shaped auditorium building, and a mid-rise hotel building all contained on a raised platform cantilevered over defunct railroad tracks adjacent to the river. Beneath the raised platform at river level is a small marina for pleasure craft.” Enjoying the awe in Bella’s eyes, as she listened in rapt attention.
“You seriously know your shit, Edward,” she giggled, staring across the water.
“I love this shit, Bella. I seriously considered becoming an architect back in the day,” I laughed, wishing I had followed my dreams, something outside of the Mafia.
“You would have been perfect at anything you did, Edward,” she reached up, and stroked my jaw, love shining bright in her eyes.
“Now, your surprise is just up ahead.” I smiled, stepping back from her for my moment.
“Alright,” she looked at me wearily.
“Willis Tower, commonly referred to as Sears Tower, is a 108-story skyscraper. Its completion in 1973, ranked it as the tallest building in the world, surpassing the World Trade Center towers, and it held this rank for nearly 25 years. The Willis Tower is the tallest building in the United States, the fifth-tallest freestanding structure in the world, as well as the fifth-tallest building in the world to roof.” I smiled, absolutely amazed that my people pulled it off. There, lit up in the windows of the Willis Tower, let's dance together at our wedding glowed, standing out in the darkness of the night.
I dropped to my knee, pulling the velvet box from my pocket, just as I heard Bella gasp. She slowly turned her body towards me, bringing her hand up to cover her mouth, tears falling freely down her face.
“Isabella Swan, my heart was yours the minute we became one. I promise to love you for eternity. I will cherish every second, of everyday with you, if you will accept this ring, as a token of my utter devotion to you and only you. Please do me the immense honor of binding our hearts together, where we will live together as husband and wife for the rest of the days of our lives. Will you dance with me on our wedding day?” I watched, in anticipation, my heart beating rapidly
Author’s Notes:
Translations:
amore mio - my love
My phone conversation with Marcus had my blood boiling. I wanted Charlie Swan’s blood, to be the one to finish him for good. The man had caused my love emotional scars that would forever be imprinted into her brain, on her heart, and encased throughout her soul. One’s that she will spend the rest of her life trying to forget. I owed this to her, to be the one to carry out this act. Marcus didn’t understand why I had to be the one to do this, he didn’t know about Bella, and I’d like to keep it that way, for as long as I could.
When he all but demanded that he would take care of the job, I completely lost it. My voice roared and I slammed my fist into the bookshelf, causing books to scatter around the room; not knowing that Bella had entered the room, moments before. I heard her sobbing, quickly spinning around, just in time to see her slide down the wall, hugging her body tightly.
I hung the phone up on Marcus immediately, throwing it down, and rushing across the room to Bella’s side. I dropped to the floor, cradling her quivering body to my chest, rocking back and forth, and pulling the rest of her into my lap, I began to soothingly whisper words of comfort in her ear, placing soft kisses on the top of her head.
A strangled sob escaped my lips when I heard her begging me not to hurt her, how she would be good and do better the next time. Those pleas tortured my soul and pierced my heart. My beautiful angel was plagued with memories of that evil bastard, and he was still causing her so much unwanted pain.
We sat there, wrapped in one another’s embrace, for hours it seemed, before her sobs quieted, and her breath evened out. Once she was asleep, I gently stood, and carried her to our bed.
I held her and watched her sleep for the rest of the day, saying my name from time to time, and that she loved me. She was such an honest person, even in her sleep. There would never be a day, in which I would doubt her sincerity or love for me.
I had planned to tell her about my role in the Mafia tomorrow, I should have told her sooner, but I didn’t, and now she has had a breakdown because of it. I hated myself at this point, knowing that I caused her pain, when I never, in my life, wanted to cause her any type of pain.
I was positive that the Mafia part wouldn’t scare her, since she’s such a strong individual. I thought the screaming that she walked in on, triggered some type of memory, but I’d just have to wait and see when she wakes up.
If anything, it would be the fact, that I hadn’t told her sooner, about my involvement with the Mafia, that she would be upset about. I would deserve whatever punishment she saw fit, as well. If that means she’d walk out of my life for good, I would deserve it, and I would live the rest of my life alone, suffering for what I brought on myself. There would never be another woman that could replace Bella and what she has brought into my life.
If she accepted my lifestyle, I would do whatever it takes to prove to her that she would come first and foremost. No harm would come her way ever, that I would make sure of. I could only hope that she could forgive me.
Between the internal battle in my brain, Bella’s words of love and calling my name out in her sleep, I relished in the simplicity of her voice and harmony of how sounded. The subtle alto of her voice sounded like bells even in her sleep.
At four o‘clock., I shot a text to my housekeeper, Maria, asking if she could drop by at five and fix a nice dinner and have it ready by six. If Bella wasn’t awake by then, I would rouse her from her deep slumber, because she needed to eat.
By six o‘clock., Maria had dropped off two trays filled with lobster bisque and salad. Bless her heart, sitting on Bella’s tray, with her food, was a vase filled with two long-stemmed, red roses. The woman was a saint, and her pay just raised itself by thirty percent.
Once I had the trays situated on the end of the bed, I got to working on waking Bella.
“Bella, amore mio,” whispering, softly against the shell of her ear.
I stopped, watching for any signs that she was waking.
“Sweetheart,” back against her ear, this time nibbling her fleshy lobe, as I whispered.
“Unf..” She mumbled, swatting at my hair that had tickled the side of her face.
I raise up and started to tickle her side. Knowing this would, without doubt, wake her up fully.
“My love, you need to wake up for me,” gently placed wet kisses against her lips, cheeks, eyelids, and forehead.
Once her face was sloppy wet from my kisses, her eyes fluttered open and a frown found it’s way to her face.
“Wake up, sweetheart, lets eat, and we’ll talk while doing so,” I said, helping her sit up in the bed. Once she was sitting up, I brought her tray up and placed it in front of her, moving mine in front of me next.
“I’m sorry I wigged out on you earlier, Edward,” she apologized, thinking she was at fault.
“No, I’m the one sorry for causing you to get upset,” I replied, reaching over and placing a lingering kiss on her lips. “I had no clue you were in the room, or I would have kept my anger in check. You should never have to see that side of me. Please know, that I will never, never hurt you by laying a hand on you, nor will I ever scream at you.”
“I just walked in the room, and whoever you were talking to, they just seemed to have you really agitated and you lost it, which, in turn, caused flashbacks and I had a meltdown.” She sighed, dropping her head, completely frustrated with herself.
“Hey, don’t be frustrated with yourself, it’s bound to happen sometimes,” I said, pulling her chin up, stroking her cheek with my thumb, soothingly. “Come on, you need to eat, you were out for awhile today and you need your strength. I’d like to explain some things.”
With a heavy heart and sigh, I began to explain about my life as a Mafia boss.
“What I’m about to talk to you about is a pretty big part of my life, and it’s rare that I share it with anyone. It’s not that I haven’t trusted you from the beginning, but this information is something that involves having trust in people. I planned on telling you everything in the morning, I just didn’t want to add it to the stress of the day that you were caused by Alice,” I sighed again, looking to see if she understood. When I saw her nod, I began again.
“As I was saying, I’m a very private person for a reason. No one suspects that I, Edward Cullen, am a Mafia Boss.” Bella gasped, bringing her hand up to cover her mouth.
“I have a go to guy, that people go to for their own reasons. They believe this is the main man, but he’s not. I am. I didn’t want my future wife or family tainted by who I am, and for them to be able to lead a normal life, without a constant fear of being hurt.” I sighed, raking my hand through my hair.
“Like I said, it wasn’t because I didn’t trust you, because I have trusted you from the start. It was like, the moment I touched you in my club that night, that we were bound to one another forever; kindred souls. But we had both been busy, then all the sex, then your fight with Alice, now your breakdown that I caused, mind you, I just hadn’t put it out there, so I completely understand if you are pissed and want nothing more to do with me.” Frustration proved to drive me to ramble on.
“Just know that, if you decide not to be involved with me, that I will watch over you for the rest of your life, and that I will never have another woman in my life, you’re it for me,” I grimaced, looking into Bella’s sad eyes.
“Edward, really, you think because you tell me that you’re a Mafia boss, that I’d go running for the hills?” She asked, seemingly hurt by my assumptions.
“Yes, that’s what I contemplated. You wanted my honesty, and I’m giving it to you. I’ve only, ever dated three other women, Bella, and I’ve never shared a connection with them, nor have I shared my real occupation. They were gold diggers, who only cared about what piece of jewelry they could get out of me next. With you, the one I want to spend the rest of my life with, I worried about how you would handle the news, and I just love you so much, and I would be devastated if you left me,” eyes beginning to glisten, moist with the hot tears that threatened to spill.
Bella was quickly by my side, pulling my head against her upper body, and running her fingers through my hair tenderly. Here I had thought my profession would put an end to our relationship, to boot me scaring her this afternoon, and she’s taking it so well, comforting me, when I should be the one comforting her. Just proved how self-sacrificing she was, always thinking of others before herself.
“I’m not leaving, Edward. Yes, I’m a little hurt, but that isn’t enough to drive me away from you. I love you, Edward, and that will never change. Like you said, the moment we touched in the club, it felt like we were bound to one another, like fate had led us to one another. I went in the club that night, with one sole purpose, to lose my virginity. I wanted Rose and Alice off my back about it, but then I met you, and it was perfect, you were perfect, and I’ll forever remember my first time. It was so perfect, Edward, you might not have known, but then, when you did, you were so gentle and loving.” Bella sighed, still running her slender fingers through my hair.
“I love you, Bella, always.” Raising my head, my lips descended on her plump ones. “I’ll never keep anything else from you Bella, and I need to tell you, that I have got my connections looking for your mom, it’s their top priority to find her for you. I promised to find her for you, and I intend to keep that promise. I also want you to know that your father will be dealt with, as well. I don’t want him to ever come looking for you, to hurt you ever again.”
“Edward, please don’t get in trouble over finding my father.” She pleaded, her eyes shining with tears.
“Hey, don’t cry over that man,” I was beginning to get upset that she was worrying about that damn bastard.
“I’m not crying over him! I’m crying because I don’t want you in any trouble, or to get hurt,” I sighed in relief, and grinned at how cute it was, knowing that she was worried about me. I pulled her in my lap, softly kissing the tip of her nose.
“I love you.” I whispered, my mouth searching hers out. Our tongues tangled together, twisting to the beat of their own drum. Gently pulling away, we stared into one another’s eyes, just relishing in the moment.
“I love you, too,” Bella said, eyes glistening with unshed tears. The woman never ceased to amaze me with her loving nature. She absolutely embraced love and those around her, holding on to them as tight as she could.
I knew, now that I had come clean about my livelihood, and the fact that she accepted me for who I was, that I was going to make sure she was my wife. In fact, I planned on sending her to get cleaned up at this very minute.
“Bella, do you care to go get cleaned up? I want to do something extra special for you tonight, but only if you feel up to it,“ I asked, hoping she felt up to it, I wanted this so bad.
“I feel great actually, so yeah, I’ll go get ready. No hints on what we’re doing?” She asked, her curiosity setting in. I knew how much she hates surprises, so with any luck, she would get pleasure from this one at least.
“Just dress casual, some jeans and a shirt, you choose, just something warm,” I smirked, knowing she’d enjoy that aspect of this date. It’s perfect for us actually, we’re simple people, not much for the gaudy things money could buy.
“Uhmm, o.k., this already sounds like my kind of thing,” her smile was blinding, happiness radiating throughout the room, making me giddy myself.
“It’ll be perfect, sweetheart, I promise, just dress casual and warm. Meet me downstairs when you’re finished,” I smiled, making my way to the closet to change into something more appropriate than what I had on now.
Once I finished getting dressed, I made my way to the office, to the safe hidden behind the portrait of my parents. One day I hoped to replace that large frame with my family instead. I couldn’t wait to have Bella as my wife, and to have children running about.
Putting the combination in the safe, I cracked it open, searching for that tiny, black velvet box. The box that held my grandmother’s engagement ring. Nestled in the silky fabric, was the 3.08ct, rare, blue diamond, sitting lazily in a bed of diamonds running down the sides of the band and wrapping under the blue diamond. I slipped the ring in my pocket, blissful that this was really happening tonight. I’d waited my whole life for this one defining moment, and I was thankful that Bella was that woman, my other half.
Next, I made the phone calls, setting everything up for the evening’s events. I called the Shoreline Sightseeing and rented out one of the cruise boats for the nine o’clock viewing of the metropolis. City By Night and Chicago River Locks Tour would represent the start of our journey in life together.
The trip began with a voyage through the famous Chicago Harbor Lock, one of eight locks that control water flow from Lake Michigan to the Mississippi River. Then the 75-minute tour would continue down the Chicago River, past the city’s world-renowned skyscrapers that shine like jewels in the night sky.
I’d be the tour guide for the night, recounting the dramatic story of Chicago's rise from the Great Fire of 1871, to become the cradle of modern American architecture, for Bella. Along the route there were dozens of buildings by world-famous architects, including the Tribune Tower, Marina City and the Willis (Sears) Tower. The cruises departed from the dock at Navy Pier and ended at the Ogden Slip Dock.
Bella met me in the foyer at eight o’clock sharp, greeting me a chaste kiss on the lips. I smiled, as she twirled around, asking if she was dressed properly.
“How do I look?” Her doe-eyes were shining brightly, sparkling with happiness, and filled so full of excitement.
She was dressed in a pair of denim wash, boot-cut jeans, a cute printed tee, and a black cardigan, paired with a pair of black wedge sandals.
“You look exquisite, sweetheart,” I smiled, pulling her into me, kissing her soft, plump lips. “You ready to head out now?”
“Absolutely, I’m honestly pretty excited to see what you have planned for us. The last time you did something, we ended up getting massages, eating under the stars, acting like kids, swinging in the tire swing, and star gazing.” She grinned, reminiscing about our last date.
“Yeah, that was kind of perfect, huh?” I grinned, glad to know she loved the last date, and hoping she would love tonight just as much.
“I love you,” she smiled, taking my hand, and pulled me out of the front door.
“I love you, too,” I picked her up and carried the rest of the way to the car.
Once we were in the car, I headed towards Navy Pier. I wasn’t nervous per say, more excited than anything. We held hands the entire time, glancing at one another off and on throughout the drive.
Bella smiled widely when I parked the car, ran around and helped her out. She looked around and realized we were at the Pier, bouncing around excitedly, she grabbed my hand and pulled us along.
I tugged her hand, slowing her down, pointing towards the Shoreline Sightseeing entrance. She beamed, and if it was even possible, she was more keyed up.
“Oh my god! I’ve never been on one of those before, Edward,” she beamed, talking faster than I’d ever heard her.
“I see you’re excited, so let’s get going, I rented it out, so that it’s just us tonight,” I smiled, clearly enjoying her enthusiasm for the ride around on the cruise boat. I picked her up and carried her the rest of the way, anxious that her bouncing around would cause her harm, before I got to ask the biggest question of our lives.
Bella giggled the entire walk to the boat, clearly having fun, but the energy was amazing. People watched, with amused faces, as we walked towards the boat. The only thing I could do, was grin. I felt like a fucking teenager all over again.
Making our way up the walkway to the boat, I sat her back down on her feet, and took her hand in mine, pulling us aboard, where we were greeted by the captain of the boat.
“Welcome aboard, Mr. Cullen, Miss Swan, my name is Walter. I hope you enjoy the evening,” Walter smiled, his face etched with the wrinkles that came with old age.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Walter,” Bella outstretched hand met his, as he brought it to his lips, kissing the top of her hand. Bella blushed, trying to hide her face, and Walter laughed.
“I’m sorry, Miss Swan, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable,” he apologized, looking to me for some type of guidance.
“You’re perfectly fine, Walter, there’s no need to go apologizing. I’m a natural blusher when it comes to compliments. Please call me, Bella.” She explained, with a beautiful smile.
“Call me, Edward, Walter,” I said, shaking his hand, smiling.
“Well, shall we get started?” Walter asked, ready to begin our tour, turning to make his way to the wheel.
“Well, sweetheart, are you ready to enjoy our tour?” I asked, eager to get to the right point in our journey.
Bella settled against the railing, looking out across the water, enjoying the architectural aspects of the city. Her eyes glimmered in the dark night, with all the lights to take in.
“Alright, I’m gonna be your tour guide,” I laughed, moving to stand directly behind her, wrapping my arms around her tiny waist.
“I’d like that,” Bella smiled, turning her head to look at me from underneath her eyelashes.
“So, located on Lake Michigan, at the mouth of the Chicago River, the Chicago Harbor Lock serves as a gateway to one of the nation's busiest commercial and recreational waterways. Over 50,000 vessels, 900,000 passengers, and 200,000 tons of cargo pass through its gates annually.” I said in my best tour guide voice, smirking at the look on Bella’s face, as she tried to hold in her laughter. Seconds later we were practically rolling around on the floor, laughing so hard.
“That voice was priceless, Edward,” she snorted, gasping to catch her breath.
We continued to talk, as I pointed out each of the skyscrapers, as we passed by them. I never left my post, from behind her, my arms wrapped snug around her waist. This was one date that I would never forget, as I hope it would be a night to remember for her as well.
We discussed the Great Fire of 1871, which burned for three days straight, killing hundreds and destroying almost four square miles. The fire was one of the largest U.S. disasters of the 19th century, the rebuilding began almost immediately, and spurred Chicago’s development into one of the most populous and economically important American cities. To this day, the exact cause and origin of the fire remains uncertain.
“You really know your history of the city, Edward, I’m impressed,” Bella said, pulling me impossibly closer to her.
“I’ve always been fascinated I guess,” I smiled humbly, basking in Bella’s scent mixed with the night air.
“Well, it’s amazing, honestly,” she smiled up at me.
“Alright, now we have the Tribune Tower. In 1922, the Chicago Tribune hosted an international design competition for its new headquarters, and they offered $100,000 in prize money, with a $50,000, 1st prize for ‘the most beautiful and distinctive office building in the world’. The winner was a neo-Gothic design by New York architects John Mead Howells and Raymond Hood.” We were looking out across the water, admiring the building.
“Next we have, Marina City. It’s a mixed-use residential/commercial building complex occupying an entire city block on State Street. The complex consists of two corncob-shaped 65-story (including 5-story elevator & physical plant penthouse), 587 foot (179 m) tall residential towers, a saddle-shaped auditorium building, and a mid-rise hotel building all contained on a raised platform cantilevered over defunct railroad tracks adjacent to the river. Beneath the raised platform at river level is a small marina for pleasure craft.” Enjoying the awe in Bella’s eyes, as she listened in rapt attention.
“You seriously know your shit, Edward,” she giggled, staring across the water.
“I love this shit, Bella. I seriously considered becoming an architect back in the day,” I laughed, wishing I had followed my dreams, something outside of the Mafia.
“You would have been perfect at anything you did, Edward,” she reached up, and stroked my jaw, love shining bright in her eyes.
“Now, your surprise is just up ahead.” I smiled, stepping back from her for my moment.
“Alright,” she looked at me wearily.
“Willis Tower, commonly referred to as Sears Tower, is a 108-story skyscraper. Its completion in 1973, ranked it as the tallest building in the world, surpassing the World Trade Center towers, and it held this rank for nearly 25 years. The Willis Tower is the tallest building in the United States, the fifth-tallest freestanding structure in the world, as well as the fifth-tallest building in the world to roof.” I smiled, absolutely amazed that my people pulled it off. There, lit up in the windows of the Willis Tower, let's dance together at our wedding glowed, standing out in the darkness of the night.
I dropped to my knee, pulling the velvet box from my pocket, just as I heard Bella gasp. She slowly turned her body towards me, bringing her hand up to cover her mouth, tears falling freely down her face.
“Isabella Swan, my heart was yours the minute we became one. I promise to love you for eternity. I will cherish every second, of everyday with you, if you will accept this ring, as a token of my utter devotion to you and only you. Please do me the immense honor of binding our hearts together, where we will live together as husband and wife for the rest of the days of our lives. Will you dance with me on our wedding day?” I watched, in anticipation, my heart beating rapidly
Author’s Notes:
Translations:
amore mio - my love
So It Begins - Ch. 6
(EPOV)
After I threw my hands in the air, I saw Bella’s eyes roll back in her head, as she began to spiral towards the ground. I immediately lunged, wrapping her unconscious body in my arms, before she could hit the ground and do damage to her flawless body. No, thank you, floor. Not gonna happen. You will not inflict damage to my Bella’s body, floor! I thought, while continuing to support Bella‘s body weight.
I picked her up, rushed her upstairs to our bedroom, and made my way to the bathroom for a wet washrag. Once I had it wet, I hurriedly returned to her side, placing the damp cloth across her head, running along the sides of her face, to behind her ears.
Minutes later, her eyes fluttered open, confusion written all over her face.
“Oh, amore mio, I was worried sick,” I said, gathering Bella up in my arms, crushing her to my body.
“What happened?” Bella questioned, unable to pry herself from me.
“You passed out,” I sighed, holding tightly to her small frame.
Things immediately began to click in Bella’s head, her body relaxing into mine, as she brought her arms around my waist, holding me tightly.
“You really moved me in?” Bella asked, curiously, pulling her head back, looking into my eyes.
I had prepared in my head for this conversation while I was moving her belonging into my house, now our home. I knew, without a doubt, that she would be alright with my decision, so I wasn’t worried. I could only believe that her fainting was from the extremity of the day she had at the office, on top of the fucking we had been doing.
“Yeah, after you broke down this morning, you said you felt safe with me, like I was home to you. Then when you told me that I could pick up the things that you thought you would need, I knew that was my chance to keep you forever,” I sighed, running a hand through my hair, staring straight into her eyes. “I know that it’s been a rush between us, but your it for me, amore mio, and I don’t want to waste any more time in life, being alone, and being without you and your love. I love you, amore mio, and I’ll cherish you forever.”
“Oh, Edward, I can’t fault you for being so honest with me, and doing what you did. To be honest, I would have been to scared to even suggest such a thing, but I’m absolutely delighted with you doing it.” Bella smiled, her eyes full of the love she felt for me. “I know it’s to soon in other people’s eyes, but not in mine. I love you, as well, and I will till I take my last breath on this earth.”
The next instant, her mouth was on mine. Tongues clashed with one another, twisting in a loving rhythm. Panting into one another’s mouths, our embraces grew tighter. This was right. We both knew there’d be no other. Our hearts were melded together the minute the other spoke in my club.
I laid her back, her mahogany locks splaying out behind her. She was encased in the blood red, silk sheets. My hands, nimbly worked at shedding her from her clothes. Garter belt thrown across the room, followed by stockings. Her pinstriped skirt would find it’s way to the foot of the bed, hanging loosely where it sat.
My face engulfed itself in her cashmere covered breasts. I took in her scent once, before I swiftly grabbed the hem of her sweater, yanking it over her head, were it joined the ever growing pile of clothes on the floor.
I started alternating between nipples, tenderly biting and pinching them, all the while, my hands unreservedly roamed her petite body, urged on by her whimpering moans. My tongue continually ran over her small nipples, causing them to become callused into rigid peaks. Her gasps got even harsher, her chest, briskly expanding and declining, and minor spasms traveled the length of her physique.
I began trailing fiery kisses along her torso, as I persistently massaged her breasts, pinching and soothing her nipples alternatively. She was no longer fighting to hold back the harmonious sounds of bliss she was making.
I enthusiastically agreed. Beautiful.
I pressed her upper body down securely, until she was flat on her back, with her legs spread, clad only in her naked skin. She was exquisite; I couldn't wait to savor her. I could already smell her arousal; it wouldn't take long to bring her over the edge. I pulled her to the edge of the bed, standing up, between her lean legs, until I was level with her legs and the banquet sandwiched between them.
“Edward, please..” She moaned, wanting, needing.
"Now, amore mio, keep your eyes on me and please, be still. I want to look at your exquisite eyes as you cum into my mouth…" My tenor was soothing and demanding; no room for rebuttal.
Bella nodded, raising herself up on her elbows. She was so subservient, I felt like I was demeaning her simplicity. We had spoken about this yesterday, how she was a naturally submissive person, and her body reacted to words that would be humiliating to some, but not her, because her body is responsive to these soft of things. I watched her tremble in eagerness, as she bit her plump, bottom lip once again.
I couldn't wait a second longer, I had to taste her nectar on my lips. I had to feel the juices coating my throat; my tongue. I lowered my lips to her folds, keeping my eyes trailed on hers the entire time.
I began, by slowly flicking my tongue, adjacent to one of her bare folds mischievously, then the other, never delving between them, to where I knew she desired me most. Oh god, at the first taste, every time I did this to her, it was all I could do not to cum right there. With all the other women, I was never this quick, but she drove me to lunacy with desire.
I tenderly slid my hands beneath her thighs and extended her legs wider for better entrance. I kept my eyes on hers, studying her every response, as I leisurely gave her a long, lazy lick and then bit her hardened pink nub, earning a loud moan, quickly soothing my tongue around it. Her breaths were coming in awkward, sharp gasps, and her thighs were shaking around me, urging me on.
I wanted to feel united with her. I wanted her to be my wife, to bear my children. Tomorrow I would come clean about my life with the mafia, she had had enough stress today. I wanted her rested before I told her of my lifestyle. Then, I would ask her to marry me, to start the dream life with me.
I reached up and linked our fingers together, then worshiped her clit with my tongue, flicking the apex of it repeatedly against her, and massaging her forcefully with the tip of my tongue, my lips brushing against her drenched ones. I could never get enough of her, as long as, we both lived.
Her shuddering became quaking, her hips were jerking intensely, and I knew she was close, so I dove in with eagerness, licking all her sweet nectar from her, as more leaked out. I paused and lifted her thighs over my shoulders, going even deeper into her core, with my tongue. I rubbed her clit eagerly with my fingers and forced my tongue against her entry, and she finally came, falling off her elbows, her mouth open wide, in a hushed cry of rapture.
I gave her one last, unhurried, languorous lick before I stopped, then kissed around her folds teasingly, as I brought my head back up, smirking to myself, as I saw the state that she was in. My lips were still wet, coated with her syrupy nectar, and the only thing I could smell was her arousal. She laid back amongst the silk sheets, trying unsuccessfully to settle down from her orgasm.
I waited impatiently. My dick was slightly seeping in my pants.
"Stand up and turn around. I want you bent over and I want to see that beautiful ass of yours," I murmured, my eyelids heavy with lust. She shivered pleasantly under my piercing gaze, as she stood up unevenly and bent over our bed.
The display of her apple-bottom ass in the air for me, tempting me, took my breath away. I moaned in gratitude, thanking God for the creation of the creature bent over, in front of me.
I pulled the hem of my shirt out of my pants and unzipped my pants, then leaned down and nipped her harshly on the neck with my teeth, before I growled into her ear, "Widen your legs farther, my love."
"Yes… that‘s good. Are you ready for me, amore mio?" I purred into her ear. She bit her lip and nodded, already sodden from keenness of what was to come. She was so slick, it would be easy to slither into her juicy heat…
I wanted to take her from behind, like a undomesticated mammal. I wanted to possess her.
I plunged into her tempting, diminutive body to the hilt devoid of warning, causing her to wail out, in a mix of both anguish and joy. I gripped her hips firmly in my warm hands and paused, filling her wholly. Being inside her, was just about more than I could endure.
Letting her adjust to the size of my cock before I withdrew, I seated myself inside her once more, her core walls sucking me for all it was worth. I felt every inch of myself slip further inside of her, until my balls rested completely against her mound.
“Unnngh….” She moaned, helplessly withering beneath me.
I felt so alive, each time we were locked together. This exquisite woman, was writhing underneath me in pleasure.
I started to roam her precious body with my hands, teasing her nipples until they prickled once more, my other hand venturing south, to palm and stroke her clit.
I lightly pinched and pulled at her nipples, then gave one of her breasts a firm tug, while licking and biting along her neck, my hips still thrusting my cock in and out of her luscious heat. I leisurely massaged her folds with my fingertips, and slowed my hips to a fixed pace.
“Fuck… so good…” She cried out, bucking her hips into mine, as my cock filled her entirely.
I sucked at a spot just beneath her ear, flicking the tip of my tongue against her skin gruffly. She tasted heavenly… I gave her breast a hard tug, gripping it in my large hand, almost possessively, as I blew hot, moist air into her ear. I gave her taut, tiny nipple a firm tweak and she moaned in response, arching herself closer to me.
The devilish woman was making me lose my fucking mind. Not an articulate thought passed through my head, as I sped up with my thrusts, then slipped a finger inside her to hit her clit at an unusual angle, with my dick still inside of her as well.
Our breaths were coming irregularly, and she was withering beneath me, my thighs slapping against her ass stridently, each time I penetrated her. I started chanting her name, as my cock filled her body wholly. Her walls tightened practically unbearable around my dick, and I knew she was close.
I wanted to see her eyes. I wanted her to examine me, as I came inside of her, so she knew that it was she, who caused me such pleasure; to reduce the man who loved her, to uncontrollable moans and thrusts.
I suddenly pulled out of her, then whirled her around forcefully to face me, as I plunged into her again the second she was turned around.
Her eyes widened, her head turning to the side, as I kept sliding in and out of her. Her breasts bounced with each new thrust, nipples hardened and darkish pink colored. The view made me drool once more. But it was her eyes I wanted to see.
"Watch me!" My voice was rough with passion, but I couldn't care less, as I jerked her chin around, facing me.
At this point, I was panting hard and intermittently letting out a moan. I jerked her legs up around my waist, wrapping them entirely around me. Her bare heels dug into my back, pulling my groin deeper inside of her. I groaned in pure pleasure, words spewing from my lips no gentleman should ever speak in front of such a beauty.
"God, you're so goddamned wet for me… I want to feel your sweet pussy milk my cock of every last fucking drop. Cum for me! Cum now!" I rumbled possessively into her ear.
She was teetering on the brink, but I was keen to feel her tremble around me. I reached forward and grabbed a fistful of hair at the base of her skull, pulling it hard, and concurrently nipping her penetratingly under her ear. She flabbergasted me, by biting me harshly on my own shoulder when she came, her walls constricting around me.
“Fuuuuuck!” She cried out, her hips grinding into me shamelessly.
I followed her over the edge right after, grunting her name, my head falling backward and eyes closed in bliss. I was hissing air through my teeth, breathing harshly.
I stayed inside of her warm body for a few more minutes, as we slowly caught our breath. She seemed to come to and her hands slid from my shoulder blades, making me hiss. She looked up at me incredulously and I chuckled enigmatically.
"You‘ve marked me, amore mio…" I breathed voicelessly, quirking my lips into a sexy semi grin, I knew she would appreciate. Her eyes widened as she realized what I meant and she smiled guiltily at me. I had combat wounds… Ones I would proudly carry.
Our gasps finally regulated, I stood up completely and slid out of her. Moving inside her again, caused me to stifle a tremble of want once more. Evidently, it had affected her, too, because she gasped. Lust flickered in her eyes, but soon was gone.
“I love you,” I softly said, pulling Bella close to me, as I sat down beside her on the bed.
“I love you, too,” She whispered into my chest, planting loving kisses above my heart. “So, we’re really doing this?”
“Yes, we’re really doing this,” I grinned, kissing her head gently.
It amazed me, how I could be so loving and gentle with Bella in our normal times together, but so dominating towards her during sex. We’ve had some pretty intense sex sessions, but I’m positive that I could be tender and affectionate as well.
I couldn’t be like that with women in the past, loving that is, they were just leeches, trying to suck the soul out of any man they saw fit, one who had money. It’s like their plastic noses, could smell a millionaire, anywhere within a 10 mile radius. They looked for an easy life, one where they could quit their pathetic nine to five job and never lift a finger ever again. It was never about love for them, just about having money to spend on more plastic surgeries, exotic vacations, and endless shopping. So I fucked them hard, and sent them on their merry little ways to wait for the next call from me. Call me a dick, but I really didn’t give a fuck, it was about getting my release when I needed it.
“Alright then, I guess I need to unpack, huh? Bella asked, sitting up off my chest, grinning ear to ear.
“That you do love,” I said with a smile, one that I think will be permanently etched on my face.
“Well, I’m going to get a shower, put on some comfortable clothes and get right to it then,” she said, bouncing out of the bed, and heading straight to the bathroom.
“I’m going to go take care of a few things, then when I’m finished, I’ll come help you finish up,” I hollered, just as she strolled through the bathroom doors.
I made my way down to my office, hitting speed dial on my phone when I got there. I had to get the ball rolling on finding Bella’s mother. I had promised her that I would find her, and I would keep that promise.
“Jenks,” he said into the phone, annoyingly.
“Jenks, Edward Cullen here,” I replied in an equally annoyed tone.
“Ah, yes, Edward, how can I help you?” Jenks said, his tone changing drastically.
“I need a person found,” I stated, with a demanding voice. “It will be a tough case, but I have no doubt in your abilities.”
“Ah, my good friend, you know me well,” I was sure he’s wearing a smirk on the other side of the phone.
“That I do, Jenks. So the last known name is Renee Swan,” giving him the only information that I had on her.
“I need last known residence, or birth place,” he asked, clearly in his seekers mode.
“Forks, Washington,” again, I gave him the requested information.
“Previous marriages, kids,” you could hear his pen scribbling down the information.
“Charlie Swan, Isabella Swan,” I rattled out, knowing that Jenks could pull this off. “That’s all I have for you.”
“Well, o.k., I can get started on this, as you know, it might take some time,” he was preparing me for a wait.
“I want this top priority, Jenks, I want you working on this day and night, and I will compensate you well above the average,” I demanded, knowing that I wanted this for her, as soon as, possible.
“Alright, top priority, got it,” you could feel him nodding through the phone.
“Keep me updated on any information you get, even if it’s small,” I again, demanded.
“Will do, Edward,” agreeing with me, like I knew he would do.
I ended my call with Jenks, hopeful that he would get back to me soon, with any sort of lead. I was eager to find Renee Swan, and bring my soon-to-be wife the answers she needed, in order to finally become whole, for once in her life.
(BPOV)
Once I was finished with my shower, I dressed in some comfy clothes, so I could get started unpacking. My fainting spell wasn’t about me being terrified for this step, but one of surprise. I was so surprised that this man, Edward, could be so in tuned with me, after being together for only three days.
I would have never broached the subject of me moving in with him, and to see that he had taken control of the matter, and just did it, was fascinating. My heart knew there would never be another, nor did I want someone else, so it graciously accepted the invitation to move in with Edward. To make this our home, instead of just his.
I spent the rest of the afternoon, and early evening, unpacking my belongings, and placing objects throughout the house. I was not sure why he brought my kitchen things, because his kitchen had everything I could possibly want, but nonetheless, I smiled putting things away.
By late evening, I decided to fix dinner for the two of us, making pasta and a salad, with homemade croutons. I effortlessly moved about the kitchen, making sure everything was just perfect, before I went in search of Edward. He had been busy in his office all afternoon, and evening, so I hoped everything was fine.
I made my way up to the second floor, third door on the right, a muffled voice laced with anger, as I opened the door. Edward hadn’t seen me yet, his back to the door, and his hand fisted in his hair so tightly it was turning white. I honestly wasn’t trying to ease drop on his conversation, but his voice was so threatening and treacherous. I couldn’t help but feel, as if, Charlie was standing before me, ready to strike me for something he deemed stupid or wrong.
“His death will be by the death of my own hands, and no one else’s, do I make myself clear?” He roared, slamming his fist into the bookshelves, scattering books everywhere, making me cower against the wall, dropping to my behind, as the sobs erupted from me.
Edward was by my side in the next instant, pulling me into his arms, and rocking me backward and forward. All I could do, was shake my head back and forth, crying for him not to hurt me, that I would do better next time.
Author’s Notes:
Translations:
amore mio - my love
After I threw my hands in the air, I saw Bella’s eyes roll back in her head, as she began to spiral towards the ground. I immediately lunged, wrapping her unconscious body in my arms, before she could hit the ground and do damage to her flawless body. No, thank you, floor. Not gonna happen. You will not inflict damage to my Bella’s body, floor! I thought, while continuing to support Bella‘s body weight.
I picked her up, rushed her upstairs to our bedroom, and made my way to the bathroom for a wet washrag. Once I had it wet, I hurriedly returned to her side, placing the damp cloth across her head, running along the sides of her face, to behind her ears.
Minutes later, her eyes fluttered open, confusion written all over her face.
“Oh, amore mio, I was worried sick,” I said, gathering Bella up in my arms, crushing her to my body.
“What happened?” Bella questioned, unable to pry herself from me.
“You passed out,” I sighed, holding tightly to her small frame.
Things immediately began to click in Bella’s head, her body relaxing into mine, as she brought her arms around my waist, holding me tightly.
“You really moved me in?” Bella asked, curiously, pulling her head back, looking into my eyes.
I had prepared in my head for this conversation while I was moving her belonging into my house, now our home. I knew, without a doubt, that she would be alright with my decision, so I wasn’t worried. I could only believe that her fainting was from the extremity of the day she had at the office, on top of the fucking we had been doing.
“Yeah, after you broke down this morning, you said you felt safe with me, like I was home to you. Then when you told me that I could pick up the things that you thought you would need, I knew that was my chance to keep you forever,” I sighed, running a hand through my hair, staring straight into her eyes. “I know that it’s been a rush between us, but your it for me, amore mio, and I don’t want to waste any more time in life, being alone, and being without you and your love. I love you, amore mio, and I’ll cherish you forever.”
“Oh, Edward, I can’t fault you for being so honest with me, and doing what you did. To be honest, I would have been to scared to even suggest such a thing, but I’m absolutely delighted with you doing it.” Bella smiled, her eyes full of the love she felt for me. “I know it’s to soon in other people’s eyes, but not in mine. I love you, as well, and I will till I take my last breath on this earth.”
The next instant, her mouth was on mine. Tongues clashed with one another, twisting in a loving rhythm. Panting into one another’s mouths, our embraces grew tighter. This was right. We both knew there’d be no other. Our hearts were melded together the minute the other spoke in my club.
I laid her back, her mahogany locks splaying out behind her. She was encased in the blood red, silk sheets. My hands, nimbly worked at shedding her from her clothes. Garter belt thrown across the room, followed by stockings. Her pinstriped skirt would find it’s way to the foot of the bed, hanging loosely where it sat.
My face engulfed itself in her cashmere covered breasts. I took in her scent once, before I swiftly grabbed the hem of her sweater, yanking it over her head, were it joined the ever growing pile of clothes on the floor.
I started alternating between nipples, tenderly biting and pinching them, all the while, my hands unreservedly roamed her petite body, urged on by her whimpering moans. My tongue continually ran over her small nipples, causing them to become callused into rigid peaks. Her gasps got even harsher, her chest, briskly expanding and declining, and minor spasms traveled the length of her physique.
I began trailing fiery kisses along her torso, as I persistently massaged her breasts, pinching and soothing her nipples alternatively. She was no longer fighting to hold back the harmonious sounds of bliss she was making.
I enthusiastically agreed. Beautiful.
I pressed her upper body down securely, until she was flat on her back, with her legs spread, clad only in her naked skin. She was exquisite; I couldn't wait to savor her. I could already smell her arousal; it wouldn't take long to bring her over the edge. I pulled her to the edge of the bed, standing up, between her lean legs, until I was level with her legs and the banquet sandwiched between them.
“Edward, please..” She moaned, wanting, needing.
"Now, amore mio, keep your eyes on me and please, be still. I want to look at your exquisite eyes as you cum into my mouth…" My tenor was soothing and demanding; no room for rebuttal.
Bella nodded, raising herself up on her elbows. She was so subservient, I felt like I was demeaning her simplicity. We had spoken about this yesterday, how she was a naturally submissive person, and her body reacted to words that would be humiliating to some, but not her, because her body is responsive to these soft of things. I watched her tremble in eagerness, as she bit her plump, bottom lip once again.
I couldn't wait a second longer, I had to taste her nectar on my lips. I had to feel the juices coating my throat; my tongue. I lowered my lips to her folds, keeping my eyes trailed on hers the entire time.
I began, by slowly flicking my tongue, adjacent to one of her bare folds mischievously, then the other, never delving between them, to where I knew she desired me most. Oh god, at the first taste, every time I did this to her, it was all I could do not to cum right there. With all the other women, I was never this quick, but she drove me to lunacy with desire.
I tenderly slid my hands beneath her thighs and extended her legs wider for better entrance. I kept my eyes on hers, studying her every response, as I leisurely gave her a long, lazy lick and then bit her hardened pink nub, earning a loud moan, quickly soothing my tongue around it. Her breaths were coming in awkward, sharp gasps, and her thighs were shaking around me, urging me on.
I wanted to feel united with her. I wanted her to be my wife, to bear my children. Tomorrow I would come clean about my life with the mafia, she had had enough stress today. I wanted her rested before I told her of my lifestyle. Then, I would ask her to marry me, to start the dream life with me.
I reached up and linked our fingers together, then worshiped her clit with my tongue, flicking the apex of it repeatedly against her, and massaging her forcefully with the tip of my tongue, my lips brushing against her drenched ones. I could never get enough of her, as long as, we both lived.
Her shuddering became quaking, her hips were jerking intensely, and I knew she was close, so I dove in with eagerness, licking all her sweet nectar from her, as more leaked out. I paused and lifted her thighs over my shoulders, going even deeper into her core, with my tongue. I rubbed her clit eagerly with my fingers and forced my tongue against her entry, and she finally came, falling off her elbows, her mouth open wide, in a hushed cry of rapture.
I gave her one last, unhurried, languorous lick before I stopped, then kissed around her folds teasingly, as I brought my head back up, smirking to myself, as I saw the state that she was in. My lips were still wet, coated with her syrupy nectar, and the only thing I could smell was her arousal. She laid back amongst the silk sheets, trying unsuccessfully to settle down from her orgasm.
I waited impatiently. My dick was slightly seeping in my pants.
"Stand up and turn around. I want you bent over and I want to see that beautiful ass of yours," I murmured, my eyelids heavy with lust. She shivered pleasantly under my piercing gaze, as she stood up unevenly and bent over our bed.
The display of her apple-bottom ass in the air for me, tempting me, took my breath away. I moaned in gratitude, thanking God for the creation of the creature bent over, in front of me.
I pulled the hem of my shirt out of my pants and unzipped my pants, then leaned down and nipped her harshly on the neck with my teeth, before I growled into her ear, "Widen your legs farther, my love."
"Yes… that‘s good. Are you ready for me, amore mio?" I purred into her ear. She bit her lip and nodded, already sodden from keenness of what was to come. She was so slick, it would be easy to slither into her juicy heat…
I wanted to take her from behind, like a undomesticated mammal. I wanted to possess her.
I plunged into her tempting, diminutive body to the hilt devoid of warning, causing her to wail out, in a mix of both anguish and joy. I gripped her hips firmly in my warm hands and paused, filling her wholly. Being inside her, was just about more than I could endure.
Letting her adjust to the size of my cock before I withdrew, I seated myself inside her once more, her core walls sucking me for all it was worth. I felt every inch of myself slip further inside of her, until my balls rested completely against her mound.
“Unnngh….” She moaned, helplessly withering beneath me.
I felt so alive, each time we were locked together. This exquisite woman, was writhing underneath me in pleasure.
I started to roam her precious body with my hands, teasing her nipples until they prickled once more, my other hand venturing south, to palm and stroke her clit.
I lightly pinched and pulled at her nipples, then gave one of her breasts a firm tug, while licking and biting along her neck, my hips still thrusting my cock in and out of her luscious heat. I leisurely massaged her folds with my fingertips, and slowed my hips to a fixed pace.
“Fuck… so good…” She cried out, bucking her hips into mine, as my cock filled her entirely.
I sucked at a spot just beneath her ear, flicking the tip of my tongue against her skin gruffly. She tasted heavenly… I gave her breast a hard tug, gripping it in my large hand, almost possessively, as I blew hot, moist air into her ear. I gave her taut, tiny nipple a firm tweak and she moaned in response, arching herself closer to me.
The devilish woman was making me lose my fucking mind. Not an articulate thought passed through my head, as I sped up with my thrusts, then slipped a finger inside her to hit her clit at an unusual angle, with my dick still inside of her as well.
Our breaths were coming irregularly, and she was withering beneath me, my thighs slapping against her ass stridently, each time I penetrated her. I started chanting her name, as my cock filled her body wholly. Her walls tightened practically unbearable around my dick, and I knew she was close.
I wanted to see her eyes. I wanted her to examine me, as I came inside of her, so she knew that it was she, who caused me such pleasure; to reduce the man who loved her, to uncontrollable moans and thrusts.
I suddenly pulled out of her, then whirled her around forcefully to face me, as I plunged into her again the second she was turned around.
Her eyes widened, her head turning to the side, as I kept sliding in and out of her. Her breasts bounced with each new thrust, nipples hardened and darkish pink colored. The view made me drool once more. But it was her eyes I wanted to see.
"Watch me!" My voice was rough with passion, but I couldn't care less, as I jerked her chin around, facing me.
At this point, I was panting hard and intermittently letting out a moan. I jerked her legs up around my waist, wrapping them entirely around me. Her bare heels dug into my back, pulling my groin deeper inside of her. I groaned in pure pleasure, words spewing from my lips no gentleman should ever speak in front of such a beauty.
"God, you're so goddamned wet for me… I want to feel your sweet pussy milk my cock of every last fucking drop. Cum for me! Cum now!" I rumbled possessively into her ear.
She was teetering on the brink, but I was keen to feel her tremble around me. I reached forward and grabbed a fistful of hair at the base of her skull, pulling it hard, and concurrently nipping her penetratingly under her ear. She flabbergasted me, by biting me harshly on my own shoulder when she came, her walls constricting around me.
“Fuuuuuck!” She cried out, her hips grinding into me shamelessly.
I followed her over the edge right after, grunting her name, my head falling backward and eyes closed in bliss. I was hissing air through my teeth, breathing harshly.
I stayed inside of her warm body for a few more minutes, as we slowly caught our breath. She seemed to come to and her hands slid from my shoulder blades, making me hiss. She looked up at me incredulously and I chuckled enigmatically.
"You‘ve marked me, amore mio…" I breathed voicelessly, quirking my lips into a sexy semi grin, I knew she would appreciate. Her eyes widened as she realized what I meant and she smiled guiltily at me. I had combat wounds… Ones I would proudly carry.
Our gasps finally regulated, I stood up completely and slid out of her. Moving inside her again, caused me to stifle a tremble of want once more. Evidently, it had affected her, too, because she gasped. Lust flickered in her eyes, but soon was gone.
“I love you,” I softly said, pulling Bella close to me, as I sat down beside her on the bed.
“I love you, too,” She whispered into my chest, planting loving kisses above my heart. “So, we’re really doing this?”
“Yes, we’re really doing this,” I grinned, kissing her head gently.
It amazed me, how I could be so loving and gentle with Bella in our normal times together, but so dominating towards her during sex. We’ve had some pretty intense sex sessions, but I’m positive that I could be tender and affectionate as well.
I couldn’t be like that with women in the past, loving that is, they were just leeches, trying to suck the soul out of any man they saw fit, one who had money. It’s like their plastic noses, could smell a millionaire, anywhere within a 10 mile radius. They looked for an easy life, one where they could quit their pathetic nine to five job and never lift a finger ever again. It was never about love for them, just about having money to spend on more plastic surgeries, exotic vacations, and endless shopping. So I fucked them hard, and sent them on their merry little ways to wait for the next call from me. Call me a dick, but I really didn’t give a fuck, it was about getting my release when I needed it.
“Alright then, I guess I need to unpack, huh? Bella asked, sitting up off my chest, grinning ear to ear.
“That you do love,” I said with a smile, one that I think will be permanently etched on my face.
“Well, I’m going to get a shower, put on some comfortable clothes and get right to it then,” she said, bouncing out of the bed, and heading straight to the bathroom.
“I’m going to go take care of a few things, then when I’m finished, I’ll come help you finish up,” I hollered, just as she strolled through the bathroom doors.
I made my way down to my office, hitting speed dial on my phone when I got there. I had to get the ball rolling on finding Bella’s mother. I had promised her that I would find her, and I would keep that promise.
“Jenks,” he said into the phone, annoyingly.
“Jenks, Edward Cullen here,” I replied in an equally annoyed tone.
“Ah, yes, Edward, how can I help you?” Jenks said, his tone changing drastically.
“I need a person found,” I stated, with a demanding voice. “It will be a tough case, but I have no doubt in your abilities.”
“Ah, my good friend, you know me well,” I was sure he’s wearing a smirk on the other side of the phone.
“That I do, Jenks. So the last known name is Renee Swan,” giving him the only information that I had on her.
“I need last known residence, or birth place,” he asked, clearly in his seekers mode.
“Forks, Washington,” again, I gave him the requested information.
“Previous marriages, kids,” you could hear his pen scribbling down the information.
“Charlie Swan, Isabella Swan,” I rattled out, knowing that Jenks could pull this off. “That’s all I have for you.”
“Well, o.k., I can get started on this, as you know, it might take some time,” he was preparing me for a wait.
“I want this top priority, Jenks, I want you working on this day and night, and I will compensate you well above the average,” I demanded, knowing that I wanted this for her, as soon as, possible.
“Alright, top priority, got it,” you could feel him nodding through the phone.
“Keep me updated on any information you get, even if it’s small,” I again, demanded.
“Will do, Edward,” agreeing with me, like I knew he would do.
I ended my call with Jenks, hopeful that he would get back to me soon, with any sort of lead. I was eager to find Renee Swan, and bring my soon-to-be wife the answers she needed, in order to finally become whole, for once in her life.
(BPOV)
Once I was finished with my shower, I dressed in some comfy clothes, so I could get started unpacking. My fainting spell wasn’t about me being terrified for this step, but one of surprise. I was so surprised that this man, Edward, could be so in tuned with me, after being together for only three days.
I would have never broached the subject of me moving in with him, and to see that he had taken control of the matter, and just did it, was fascinating. My heart knew there would never be another, nor did I want someone else, so it graciously accepted the invitation to move in with Edward. To make this our home, instead of just his.
I spent the rest of the afternoon, and early evening, unpacking my belongings, and placing objects throughout the house. I was not sure why he brought my kitchen things, because his kitchen had everything I could possibly want, but nonetheless, I smiled putting things away.
By late evening, I decided to fix dinner for the two of us, making pasta and a salad, with homemade croutons. I effortlessly moved about the kitchen, making sure everything was just perfect, before I went in search of Edward. He had been busy in his office all afternoon, and evening, so I hoped everything was fine.
I made my way up to the second floor, third door on the right, a muffled voice laced with anger, as I opened the door. Edward hadn’t seen me yet, his back to the door, and his hand fisted in his hair so tightly it was turning white. I honestly wasn’t trying to ease drop on his conversation, but his voice was so threatening and treacherous. I couldn’t help but feel, as if, Charlie was standing before me, ready to strike me for something he deemed stupid or wrong.
“His death will be by the death of my own hands, and no one else’s, do I make myself clear?” He roared, slamming his fist into the bookshelves, scattering books everywhere, making me cower against the wall, dropping to my behind, as the sobs erupted from me.
Edward was by my side in the next instant, pulling me into his arms, and rocking me backward and forward. All I could do, was shake my head back and forth, crying for him not to hurt me, that I would do better next time.
Author’s Notes:
Translations:
amore mio - my love
So It Begins - Ch. 5
(BPOV)
As we laid, here on his blanket, underneath the stars of the most romantic night I have ever had, I began to let my thoughts drift.
Sleep was never a pleasant thing for me. There was always the constant and fearful dreams that plagued me most every night. Times that I dreaded sleep, I would stay awake until I just fell over. I should have known, that after Edward had asked about my mother, that I would have the dreams hit me in my sleep.
After I had my dreams, woke up, and completely freaking out on Edward, I knew then, that I had to be honest with him, and tell him about them. Once I was finished, I was so sure that Edward would pity me for my past, but I surprised to be honest. His eyes were soft, only showing sincerity and dare I say, love?
I had never been one to believe in love at first sight, but after seeing Edward in the bar that night, it was like my heart just knew that we were to become one. Everything that Edward has done for me these past two days have been so thoughtful, wonderful really. I have never, in all my life, had someone set up something so romantic for me. To me, this was the best date ever.
I sighed in contentment and let my eyes rest for a few minutes. I vaguely remembered being lifted from the ground and carried.
--&--
I woke with a start the next morning, Edward was laying between my legs, tongue buried deep in my wet core. He raised his head and smiled.
“Good Morning,” Edward said, inhaling the aroma of my pussy, sending a shiver throughout my body.
He gripped one of my thighs, throwing it over his shoulder and kissing the inside of it. I gave a strangled moan and one that I clearly should have been embarrassed by, but the feeling was just too damn good to care.
As he lapped at juices flowing freely from my pussy, I fisted the sheets in my hands.
“Fuck.. soooo.. good.” I moaned, arching my back off the bed, gripping tighter to the sheets.
I eased my grip on the sheets and propped up on my elbows, admiring his long, lean torso, and the muscles bulging in his shoulders. His long, skilled fingers teased my swollen folds gingerly. He stroked the opening of my core next, making my body quiver under his skillful fingers.
Plunging two fingers inside me, I hissed and moaned, as my head fell backwards in the air. Thrusting them into me repeatedly, he was curling to hit just the right spot. He sucked roughly on my clit, making my legs wrap around the back on his head, forcing his face to be locked within my thighs.
The increased speed of his fingers, combined with his continuous tongue torture to my clit, had me teetering on the edge of wonderful bliss. My bottom lip caught between my teeth, as my eyes rolled back into my head.
“Unghhhh…” I cried out, waiting for my impending release.
The coil inside of me kept climbing, growing tighter and tighter in my stomach as my muscles clenched around his fingers, his tongue flicking my clit rapidly before he bit down upon it hard, sending me spiraling over the edge.
“Edwaaaaaaaaard!” I screamed, as my body trembled, utterly spent.
Edward slowly crawled up my body, kissing every bare inch of my skin. The intimacy in the moment was completely overwhelming, and I was devastated that our weekend was about to come to a screeching halt. The tears had built and on the verge of spilling over when his face finally made it to mine. Concern was evident in his face when he saw my glistening eyes.
“Hey, what’s wrong, amore mio?” Edward asked, his fingers stroking my sides.
“I just don’t want this weekend to end,” I finished, as the tears spilled over and a gut wrenching sob escaped my mouth. What is fucking wrong with me? I am so independent and had never been this hung up over a man before. One that you’d fallen in love with, you idiot! I thought to myself.
Edward immediately sat up, pulling my body into his arms, cradling me to his chest. His hands, soothingly ran over my back, as he rocked me back and forth. My sobbing was slowly beginning to grow quieter.
“It doesn’t have to end, we can stop by your house this evening, get some of your things, and we come back here,” he said softly in my ear.
“I’m sorry for being so upset, it’s just, you feel safe, like I’m finally home,” I sniffled into his chest, feeling stupid for letting his see me so upset.
“Oh, amore mio, you are home,” his hands tangled in my hair, jerking my head backwards, crashing his lips into mine. Teeth clashing, as tongues tangoed, hands making there way into his wild array of hair, tugging it, so that his mouth is locked with mine.
I relished the feeling of his tongue against mine, not able to get enough. We sat there, me curled against his body, enjoying the feeling of our mouths melding together as one. The occasional moments when our mouths parted for much needed breaths, but quickly met again.
I pulled away, sighing, knowing it was time for me to get ready for work, my forehead against his.
“I must get ready for work now, but I would like to gather some of my things, for here, I want to come back here,” I said, knowing I couldn’t stay away from Edward any longer that I had to be.
“I’ll drop you off at work. Leave your keys with me, and I’ll take care of getting your things,” Edward said, smiling at me, as if he had won the lottery.
“Alright,” I whispered, crawling off his lap and climbing out of bed, making my way to the bathroom.
Climbing into the hot water, cascading down my body, I smiled remembering every single detail of the weekend. Nothing has ever been so perfect in all my life. I scrubbed my body, enjoying the scent of the body wash, as it smelled exactly like Edward.
Once I was finished, I shut off the water, and stepped out of the shower, where Edward awaited me with a fluffy, white towel. He dried my body off slowly, gently caressing my skin.
After Edward dried me off, he kissed my lips and swatted my body, sending me on my way to get dressed. I started with my black lace cheekies, stockings and garter belt, next was my black pinstriped pencil skirt, finished off with a black lace bra and an emerald green, cashmere, v-neck sweater. Sliding on my heels, I turned to see Edward.
He was leaning against the door frame of the bathroom, as I finished dressing. Slowly walking towards me, coming to a halt in front of me, he dipped down and sucked my lips into his.
“Watching you get dressed should be illegal. It was by far, one of the sexiest things I’ve ever experienced.” Edward whispered against my lips, running his hand under my skirt and squeezing my ass.
“You’re a dangerous man, Cullen,” I smiled against his lips, and turned to walk away, adding a little sway to my stagger.
I could have sworn I heard him say ‘I really am,’ as I walked away from him.
--&--
Edward held my hand the entire trip to work. Little gestures like those were what sealed the deal with him. I would not want for another man in this lifetime, he had ruined me for anyone else.
As we pulled up alongside ‘Firefly’ headquarters, Edward brought my knuckles to his mouth and placed butterfly kisses across the top of them. He smiled warmly and squeezed my hand gently.
“Give me your keys and I’ll make sure to get you some things at your house,” Edward said, a mischievous glint in his eye.
“Gather anything you think I’ll need,” I smiled softly, squeezing his hand in mine, as I stepped out of the vehicle, turning to make my way into the building.
I strolled by our receptionist, Gianna, with a nod. Rose and I knew her by name, among other things, but Alice was always curt with her. Alice use to be this vibrant, bubbly person, but the business has certainly changed her. You would think, given my background, that I would be the crude business person, ready to cut anyone’s throat, but this wasn’t the case.
Rose and I took the time to get to know our employees, but not Alice, she turned into business woman extraordinaire ice queen. She barked orders with no politeness about it. We’ve tried to get her to tone it down a few notches, but she dismissed us with the wave of a hand. Alice had become the diva that she asked us to never let her turn into, it certainly isn’t our fault she won’t listen.
Rose use to be the bitch of the group, but once we started the company, she realized that she could turn that towards the business aspect of things, instead of treating her employee’s and customer’s like the creatures that a vulture would prey upon. Myself, I was the gentle soul, always with a smile on my face, making sure that our employees were well taken care of in this company. In return, our employees put in 110 percent whenever put to the test. Sadly, those who worked in Alice’s department hated her, and much to our dismay, didn’t last long.
I never thought I’d see the day when little, bubbly Alice would be such a bitch, only if were able to foresee the future, I would’ve turned around and headed back to Edward’s already.
Stepping off the elevator, I made my way to my office, stopping to see my secretary, Kate, before heading into my office.
“Good Morning, Kate, meet me in my office in 5,” I nodded, making my way into my office.
I immediately jumped into business mode, checking voicemails and emails. I’m finished by the time that Kate makes her way through my door. We go over everything that needed to be taken care of today, then she was off to do her job. Twenty minutes later, Kate told me that Rose and Alice are waiting to see me, and I had her quickly send them in, putting aside what I was doing.
My door was thrown open, banging extremely hard against the wall, Alice stood there furious, red in the face, and her hand upon her hip. Rose is standing behind her, eyes wide.
“Where the fuck have you been?” Alice said while gritting her teeth. I swore fucking steam was about to roll out of her god damned ears.
“Alice, calm down,” Rose said soothingly.
“Calm down! Calm down, Rose, she’s been gone all weekend, hearing from her for a few seconds on Saturday morning, only for her to hang up on me a minute later, and doesn’t answer any of my calls the rest of the weekend,” Alice said, eerily calm.
“Alice, it’s her life, not yours,” Rose said, dragging Alice to sit in the couch on the other side of the room.
“Alice, it is my life, so when we went to the club, I was so sick of having you all trash talk me about being a virgin. I met a wonderful man, Edward, and wanted to rid myself of it. What was meant to be a one night stand, has turned into something amazing. It was love at first sight, and when he asked me to go home with him, seeing as how my so-called friends ditched me at he bar, I accepted.” I smiled, remembering my perfect weekend.
“How can you stand there and smile, knowing that I was worried sick,” Alice snorted, looking at me like I had two heads.
“I’m standing here smiling because I’m fucking happy, actually I’m in love. Yes, I said love, because I am, and I don’t need approval from you to be in that condition. You’re one of my best friends, but you don’t run my life, Alice,” I said flatly.
“She’s right, Alice, you can’t run our lives, and I, for one, am happy for her. If she says she’s in love, I believe, just look at that smile, it‘s a smile of a woman in love,” Rose said, while smiling at me in return.
“I still don’t like it, and you should be ashamed of yourself for running of with some sicko who could have killed you or something worse, you’re better than that,” Alice said condescendingly.
“You don’t have to like it, Alice, I don’t need your permission or approval, it’s my life. I’m happier than I’ve ever been, and I’ll not dismiss it, just to make you happy,” I replied, still smiling, as thoughts of the weekend lingered in my head.
“So now, it’s fine for you to act like a whore?” Alice replied, looking at her perfectly shaped fingernails.
“Alice!” Rose and I exclaimed at the same time.
“What? That’s what you’re acting like,” Alice said with a laugh.
“How could you say something like that? I slept with Edward, the only man I have ever slept with, and you’re calling me a whore?” I questioned, extremely pissed that she would say something as horrible as she had.
“Well it’s true, that’s what your acting like, if the shoe fits,” Alice said, looking smug.
“The shoe doesn’t fit. I’m sorry you can’t be happy for me, for the fact that I met the man who has won my heart, and still continues doing so. I would have sat here and told you about the most romantic weekend ever, but since you’re being such a bitch, you can leave my office and don’t come back, or call me until you can finally realize what a bitch you’ve acted like in here to me, the royal bitch you’ve become to your employees and this company. Now get out Alice,” I sneered, opening the office door, and waving my hand in front of it.
“I’m the bitch, yeah,” Alice said, as she stormed out of my office.
“Oh, Alice, just remember that the shit you said in here today, is on you, and remember this, you’ve slept with more men than either Rose or I could count, but neither of us have never blatantly called you a whore, because you’re our best friend, and you would always tell us how he was the one, be all starry eyed, and bullshit,” I said, accusingly.
“I’m sorry she’s acting that way, Bella, I honestly didn’t think she would say some of that stuff,” Rose said, as she made her way to me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders.
“It’s alright Rose, if she doesn’t want me to be happy, then, that’s her problem,” I said, squeezing her waist in return.
“So you can tell me all about your romantic weekend if you want,” Rose said, smiling from ear to ear.
“Well, besides all the fabulous sex, it was great. We never left his mansion,” I said, being interrupted by Rose.
“Mansion?” Rose questioned.
“He is the owner of ’Ice’, Rosalie,” I smiled, just thoughts of Edward can make me smile.
“Oh..” Rose stood wide-eyed.
“He’s gorgeous, Rose, unbelievably so. He’s so gentle, and kind. The man opens car doors for Christ sake!” I laughed, still smiling. “We had a date at his house last night, because I got sick yesterday morning, and ruined our day out together.”
“He sounds wonderful, so tell me about this date,” Rose persisted.
“He made a few calls and had two masseuses waiting for us on the patio out back, an hour later, we were sitting under an oak tree in the back yard eating Lobster Ravioli, salad, and garlic bread. After we ate, he whisked me over to the tire swing he had sat up before we went out there. He pushed me for awhile, before I got tired, and he had several blankets laid out with a massive amount of pillows laying about, where we sat and star gazed. I fell asleep after a while and he carried me into the house.
“Wow,” Rose said, fanning herself. “I think I’m in love with him myself.”
I beamed, loving that at least one of my friends could be happy for me and with me.
“Well, I best get back to work. I’ll try to talk to Alice for you,” Rose said, getting ready to leave.
“Don’t worry about it. I don’t want anything to do with her, until she can realize that being a bitch isn’t going to get your anywhere. This is my life, Rose, she has to realize that,” I said, glad that I’d gotten the backbone that I had.
“Alright, I just hate to see the two of you fighting,” Rose frowned.
“I’m not fighting with anyone, Rose. She’s got to know that she can’t run our lives for us, she’s not our mother,” I frowned, immediately realizing that I didn’t have my mother. I could only pray that Edward would find her someday, like he promised.
“I’ll see you soon, I want to meet this Edward of yours,” Rose smiled, as she walked out the door, closing it behind her.
I headed back over to my desk, finding my cell phone, sending Edward a text about how Alice had treated me. I vowed to always be honest with him, so I wanted him to know about the treatment she had given me.
I have never, in my life, seen Alice act as bad as she had today. I wanted the old Alice back, and until that day comes, she’s out of my life. I would miss her, but I could do without the theatrical stunt she pulled today.
I spent the next 45 minutes, wrapping up all the essentials for the day. Honestly, I could go home now if I wanted, there was nothing else left to take care of. I was off in another realm, when Kate buzzed me, letting me know that I had a visitor. I got out of my seat, made my way out to greet them, and when I got to the door, there stood Edward, looking as gorgeous as always.
I quickly sprinted out of the room, and jumped into his waiting arms, as he spun me around the room, I was giggling like a school girl.
“I missed you!” I exclaimed, planting kisses all across his face.
“I missed you too, amore mio,” Edward said, returning my kisses, smiling the whole time.
“Come, let’s go into my office for more privacy,” I said, shooting Kate the evil eye for ogling my man. Oh hell, who could fucking blame her? I’m one lucky bitch, I knew!
Edward made his way into my office, while I told Kate not interrupt us, and that she could take lunch at this time. I wanted complete privacy with the man that I loved, and that meant, I didn’t need her ears listening in on our fun.
Once inside, shutting the door behind me, Edward stalked towards me little by little. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. I was his helpless prey. He was the vicious predator. As he reached me, he positioned one of his hands at the side of my head, the other clicking the lock on the door in place, quickly bringing it to the other side of my head, blocking me in so that I couldn't escape.
Like I even fucking wanted to. Get real, that should be a laughable crime.
“I came as quick as I could, I don’t like how this Alice treated you. If she was your best friend, she would have accepted the fact, that you’re happy, and be happy for you, no one has any right to take your happiness away from you any longer,” Edward whispered, as his mouth crashed into mine.
His tongue pried my mouth open before I ever had a chance to open for him. This was about dominance, and I would willingly obey.
Moans began to erupt from me, as his hand moved down to tweak my nipples through my shirt. Grabbing a fistful of his hair, I pulled it back sharply, earning myself a groan from him in approval.
Suddenly, he his kneeling down at my feet, lifting my leg, one at a time, removing my high heels, and sensually pulling them off of each one of my feet, leaving kisses on my clothed, silky feet.
Picking me up by the waist, he carried me over to my desk, brushing papers off to the side, where he sat me on the edge. His mouth was on mine once again, kissing the curvature along the sides. My shirt was then yanked over my head in a fluid motion, and surprise was written all over my face. Before I knew it, my skirt was laying at his feet.
He then went back to my legs, unhooking the garter straps and gently standing me up once again, as he slowly rolled each of my stockings down my legs, while kissing down the span of them, goose bumps cover my body, sending tremors up my spine.
Once my stockings were removed and messily laying on the floor next to my desk, Edward made a path, kissing his way back up my legs, to my navel and up my torso, and then to the valley of my breasts, the peaks still restrained in the cups of my bra. I reached behind me to unclasp my bra, releasing my breasts, and threw it across the room where the rest of my clothes laid.
Edward took in the sight of me, gloriously naked before him, his eyes full of lust. He immediately palmed one of my beautiful breasts, while taking the other into his mouth, sucking at my nipple, causing me to arch my back in pleasure. Then he switched, making sure that both of my breasts got equal attention. I pushed eagerly into him, thrusting my crotch against the obvious bulge in his pants. I couldn't help but moan, thinking about Edward’s talented mouth and the things it had already done to my body, as his mouth continued to work my breasts.
Edward smirked and bent down to drag his tongue all along my neck, planting wet, kisses from my shoulder, up to my ear, then back again.
"God. You're killing me," I groaned.
"Yeah, well you're not the only one," he replied in a raspy voice. “I want you so fucking bad.”
“It’s yours, only ever yours,” I moaned against his ear, nipping and tasting, as my hands fisted into his hair.
“Hearing you say that, it turns me on so fucking much,” he moaned, panting into my shoulder.
I loosened my hold on his hair, enough for him to see, as he reach between us and caressed my clit, and then he pushed a knee between my legs, to force them away from each other slightly. His fingers were made to torment me, as they circled my clit delicately, before sliding his fingers through my moisture, to push into me unhurriedly… once… twice…. three times, before he returned his attention back to my aching clit.
He unrelentingly drove me up toward my climax over and over again, without allowing me to fall over the edge. He studied me intently, lust, vivid in his eyes, as he worked me with his glorious fingers.
"Please…" I sobbed. "Edward.”
“Patience, amore mio, I’ll make it all better,” Edward whispers, as his mouth trailed down to my breasts, still teasing my clit.
With that, he grabbed my hips and slammed roughly into me, causing my desk to slide across the floor. My hand, instinctively grabbed a hold of the edges of the desk, turning white from the grip I had on them.
The force that he was using, was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. My toes had curled, and all the blood in my body seemed to be pooling in my folds. Each thrust brought me closer to the edge, on the brink of shattering.
“Unnngh!” I cried out, needing my release.
Edward, sensing my problem, brought his hand down to meet my sensitive bud, circling my clit with his thumb.
"Bella… I'm… oh fuck… so tight.. so good… I want you to cum with me." I was right there with him, ready to take the leap off the edge.
"So nice… God you feel so good…" I incoherently said to him, feeling my walls begin to flutter, as his massive cock continued to thrust into me.
He shifted up a bit, hitting me deeper and I lost all self-control. My legs locked around his waist tighter, and I clenched around him, as my orgasm welled up.
"That's it, baby. Cum with me…" Edward said through gritted teeth.
He thrusted deep, two more times, before his face twisted with the exquisite torture of his own discharge. When I felt him cum inside me, it tipped me over the edge and I followed suit, with a string of profanities coming from the two of us.
“Shit… Fuck… Son of a bitch… “ Edward cried out, as his body slumped over onto mine, as I fell back onto the desk.
“Motherfuck… Shit… Fuck…. “ I sobbed, all weight left my body, as I fell back onto the desk, running my hands through Edward’s sweaty hair.
“Wow,” rang out from both our mouths.
“Office sex, absolutely rocks,” I giggled, causing Edward to join in on the laughter.
“Yeah, it was pretty hot, huh?” Edward asked, pretty smug looking, wiggling his eyebrows for the full effect.
“I’m finished for the day, want to get dressed and head out?” I asked, ready to leave this fucking office.
“Sure, we can stop and get some lunch somewhere, as well, I have a surprise for you,” Edward said, with that mischievous look in his eyes again.
“I hate surprises, you know,” I said annoyingly, hoping that the smile that was ready to erupt, wouldn‘t.
“Well, I’m hoping the surprise will be good, and you’ll like it,” Edward said, now looking wary of his surprise. That just wouldn’t do, I never wanted him to feel bad for his choices.
“I’m sure I’ll love it,” I said while kissing him on the lips, pushing him off me, searching for my clothes.
After we were dressed, we made our way out my office door, as a wide eyed Kate sat stock still.
“I’m taking the rest of the day, Kate, you can head home if you wish,” I laughed, knowing she had heard a good portion of our midday romp.
After we left the office, we ran through the drive-thru of KFC, per my request, seeing as Edward had never dared to eat there. With a bucket of chicken in hand, we made our way back to the mansion.
Once there, Edward was immediately out of the car and opening my door, quickly dragging me and our bucket of chicken through the front door. Looking around were boxes upon boxes. I looked at Edward, who had an innocent look upon his face, and I quirked my eyebrow at him.
“Surprise!” He said excitedly, with a big, cheesy grin on his face.
“What’s this?” I asked, pretty curious as to what all this stuff actually was.
“This is all your belongings, besides furniture of course. You said gather the stuff I thought you would need, so I called a moving company, and had your stuff moved here. Welcome to your new home,” Edward said, throwing his hands in the air, like it was the greatest thing in the world.
Then everything in my world went black.
Author’s Notes:
Translations:
amore mio - my love
As we laid, here on his blanket, underneath the stars of the most romantic night I have ever had, I began to let my thoughts drift.
Sleep was never a pleasant thing for me. There was always the constant and fearful dreams that plagued me most every night. Times that I dreaded sleep, I would stay awake until I just fell over. I should have known, that after Edward had asked about my mother, that I would have the dreams hit me in my sleep.
After I had my dreams, woke up, and completely freaking out on Edward, I knew then, that I had to be honest with him, and tell him about them. Once I was finished, I was so sure that Edward would pity me for my past, but I surprised to be honest. His eyes were soft, only showing sincerity and dare I say, love?
I had never been one to believe in love at first sight, but after seeing Edward in the bar that night, it was like my heart just knew that we were to become one. Everything that Edward has done for me these past two days have been so thoughtful, wonderful really. I have never, in all my life, had someone set up something so romantic for me. To me, this was the best date ever.
I sighed in contentment and let my eyes rest for a few minutes. I vaguely remembered being lifted from the ground and carried.
--&--
I woke with a start the next morning, Edward was laying between my legs, tongue buried deep in my wet core. He raised his head and smiled.
“Good Morning,” Edward said, inhaling the aroma of my pussy, sending a shiver throughout my body.
He gripped one of my thighs, throwing it over his shoulder and kissing the inside of it. I gave a strangled moan and one that I clearly should have been embarrassed by, but the feeling was just too damn good to care.
As he lapped at juices flowing freely from my pussy, I fisted the sheets in my hands.
“Fuck.. soooo.. good.” I moaned, arching my back off the bed, gripping tighter to the sheets.
I eased my grip on the sheets and propped up on my elbows, admiring his long, lean torso, and the muscles bulging in his shoulders. His long, skilled fingers teased my swollen folds gingerly. He stroked the opening of my core next, making my body quiver under his skillful fingers.
Plunging two fingers inside me, I hissed and moaned, as my head fell backwards in the air. Thrusting them into me repeatedly, he was curling to hit just the right spot. He sucked roughly on my clit, making my legs wrap around the back on his head, forcing his face to be locked within my thighs.
The increased speed of his fingers, combined with his continuous tongue torture to my clit, had me teetering on the edge of wonderful bliss. My bottom lip caught between my teeth, as my eyes rolled back into my head.
“Unghhhh…” I cried out, waiting for my impending release.
The coil inside of me kept climbing, growing tighter and tighter in my stomach as my muscles clenched around his fingers, his tongue flicking my clit rapidly before he bit down upon it hard, sending me spiraling over the edge.
“Edwaaaaaaaaard!” I screamed, as my body trembled, utterly spent.
Edward slowly crawled up my body, kissing every bare inch of my skin. The intimacy in the moment was completely overwhelming, and I was devastated that our weekend was about to come to a screeching halt. The tears had built and on the verge of spilling over when his face finally made it to mine. Concern was evident in his face when he saw my glistening eyes.
“Hey, what’s wrong, amore mio?” Edward asked, his fingers stroking my sides.
“I just don’t want this weekend to end,” I finished, as the tears spilled over and a gut wrenching sob escaped my mouth. What is fucking wrong with me? I am so independent and had never been this hung up over a man before. One that you’d fallen in love with, you idiot! I thought to myself.
Edward immediately sat up, pulling my body into his arms, cradling me to his chest. His hands, soothingly ran over my back, as he rocked me back and forth. My sobbing was slowly beginning to grow quieter.
“It doesn’t have to end, we can stop by your house this evening, get some of your things, and we come back here,” he said softly in my ear.
“I’m sorry for being so upset, it’s just, you feel safe, like I’m finally home,” I sniffled into his chest, feeling stupid for letting his see me so upset.
“Oh, amore mio, you are home,” his hands tangled in my hair, jerking my head backwards, crashing his lips into mine. Teeth clashing, as tongues tangoed, hands making there way into his wild array of hair, tugging it, so that his mouth is locked with mine.
I relished the feeling of his tongue against mine, not able to get enough. We sat there, me curled against his body, enjoying the feeling of our mouths melding together as one. The occasional moments when our mouths parted for much needed breaths, but quickly met again.
I pulled away, sighing, knowing it was time for me to get ready for work, my forehead against his.
“I must get ready for work now, but I would like to gather some of my things, for here, I want to come back here,” I said, knowing I couldn’t stay away from Edward any longer that I had to be.
“I’ll drop you off at work. Leave your keys with me, and I’ll take care of getting your things,” Edward said, smiling at me, as if he had won the lottery.
“Alright,” I whispered, crawling off his lap and climbing out of bed, making my way to the bathroom.
Climbing into the hot water, cascading down my body, I smiled remembering every single detail of the weekend. Nothing has ever been so perfect in all my life. I scrubbed my body, enjoying the scent of the body wash, as it smelled exactly like Edward.
Once I was finished, I shut off the water, and stepped out of the shower, where Edward awaited me with a fluffy, white towel. He dried my body off slowly, gently caressing my skin.
After Edward dried me off, he kissed my lips and swatted my body, sending me on my way to get dressed. I started with my black lace cheekies, stockings and garter belt, next was my black pinstriped pencil skirt, finished off with a black lace bra and an emerald green, cashmere, v-neck sweater. Sliding on my heels, I turned to see Edward.
He was leaning against the door frame of the bathroom, as I finished dressing. Slowly walking towards me, coming to a halt in front of me, he dipped down and sucked my lips into his.
“Watching you get dressed should be illegal. It was by far, one of the sexiest things I’ve ever experienced.” Edward whispered against my lips, running his hand under my skirt and squeezing my ass.
“You’re a dangerous man, Cullen,” I smiled against his lips, and turned to walk away, adding a little sway to my stagger.
I could have sworn I heard him say ‘I really am,’ as I walked away from him.
--&--
Edward held my hand the entire trip to work. Little gestures like those were what sealed the deal with him. I would not want for another man in this lifetime, he had ruined me for anyone else.
As we pulled up alongside ‘Firefly’ headquarters, Edward brought my knuckles to his mouth and placed butterfly kisses across the top of them. He smiled warmly and squeezed my hand gently.
“Give me your keys and I’ll make sure to get you some things at your house,” Edward said, a mischievous glint in his eye.
“Gather anything you think I’ll need,” I smiled softly, squeezing his hand in mine, as I stepped out of the vehicle, turning to make my way into the building.
I strolled by our receptionist, Gianna, with a nod. Rose and I knew her by name, among other things, but Alice was always curt with her. Alice use to be this vibrant, bubbly person, but the business has certainly changed her. You would think, given my background, that I would be the crude business person, ready to cut anyone’s throat, but this wasn’t the case.
Rose and I took the time to get to know our employees, but not Alice, she turned into business woman extraordinaire ice queen. She barked orders with no politeness about it. We’ve tried to get her to tone it down a few notches, but she dismissed us with the wave of a hand. Alice had become the diva that she asked us to never let her turn into, it certainly isn’t our fault she won’t listen.
Rose use to be the bitch of the group, but once we started the company, she realized that she could turn that towards the business aspect of things, instead of treating her employee’s and customer’s like the creatures that a vulture would prey upon. Myself, I was the gentle soul, always with a smile on my face, making sure that our employees were well taken care of in this company. In return, our employees put in 110 percent whenever put to the test. Sadly, those who worked in Alice’s department hated her, and much to our dismay, didn’t last long.
I never thought I’d see the day when little, bubbly Alice would be such a bitch, only if were able to foresee the future, I would’ve turned around and headed back to Edward’s already.
Stepping off the elevator, I made my way to my office, stopping to see my secretary, Kate, before heading into my office.
“Good Morning, Kate, meet me in my office in 5,” I nodded, making my way into my office.
I immediately jumped into business mode, checking voicemails and emails. I’m finished by the time that Kate makes her way through my door. We go over everything that needed to be taken care of today, then she was off to do her job. Twenty minutes later, Kate told me that Rose and Alice are waiting to see me, and I had her quickly send them in, putting aside what I was doing.
My door was thrown open, banging extremely hard against the wall, Alice stood there furious, red in the face, and her hand upon her hip. Rose is standing behind her, eyes wide.
“Where the fuck have you been?” Alice said while gritting her teeth. I swore fucking steam was about to roll out of her god damned ears.
“Alice, calm down,” Rose said soothingly.
“Calm down! Calm down, Rose, she’s been gone all weekend, hearing from her for a few seconds on Saturday morning, only for her to hang up on me a minute later, and doesn’t answer any of my calls the rest of the weekend,” Alice said, eerily calm.
“Alice, it’s her life, not yours,” Rose said, dragging Alice to sit in the couch on the other side of the room.
“Alice, it is my life, so when we went to the club, I was so sick of having you all trash talk me about being a virgin. I met a wonderful man, Edward, and wanted to rid myself of it. What was meant to be a one night stand, has turned into something amazing. It was love at first sight, and when he asked me to go home with him, seeing as how my so-called friends ditched me at he bar, I accepted.” I smiled, remembering my perfect weekend.
“How can you stand there and smile, knowing that I was worried sick,” Alice snorted, looking at me like I had two heads.
“I’m standing here smiling because I’m fucking happy, actually I’m in love. Yes, I said love, because I am, and I don’t need approval from you to be in that condition. You’re one of my best friends, but you don’t run my life, Alice,” I said flatly.
“She’s right, Alice, you can’t run our lives, and I, for one, am happy for her. If she says she’s in love, I believe, just look at that smile, it‘s a smile of a woman in love,” Rose said, while smiling at me in return.
“I still don’t like it, and you should be ashamed of yourself for running of with some sicko who could have killed you or something worse, you’re better than that,” Alice said condescendingly.
“You don’t have to like it, Alice, I don’t need your permission or approval, it’s my life. I’m happier than I’ve ever been, and I’ll not dismiss it, just to make you happy,” I replied, still smiling, as thoughts of the weekend lingered in my head.
“So now, it’s fine for you to act like a whore?” Alice replied, looking at her perfectly shaped fingernails.
“Alice!” Rose and I exclaimed at the same time.
“What? That’s what you’re acting like,” Alice said with a laugh.
“How could you say something like that? I slept with Edward, the only man I have ever slept with, and you’re calling me a whore?” I questioned, extremely pissed that she would say something as horrible as she had.
“Well it’s true, that’s what your acting like, if the shoe fits,” Alice said, looking smug.
“The shoe doesn’t fit. I’m sorry you can’t be happy for me, for the fact that I met the man who has won my heart, and still continues doing so. I would have sat here and told you about the most romantic weekend ever, but since you’re being such a bitch, you can leave my office and don’t come back, or call me until you can finally realize what a bitch you’ve acted like in here to me, the royal bitch you’ve become to your employees and this company. Now get out Alice,” I sneered, opening the office door, and waving my hand in front of it.
“I’m the bitch, yeah,” Alice said, as she stormed out of my office.
“Oh, Alice, just remember that the shit you said in here today, is on you, and remember this, you’ve slept with more men than either Rose or I could count, but neither of us have never blatantly called you a whore, because you’re our best friend, and you would always tell us how he was the one, be all starry eyed, and bullshit,” I said, accusingly.
“I’m sorry she’s acting that way, Bella, I honestly didn’t think she would say some of that stuff,” Rose said, as she made her way to me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders.
“It’s alright Rose, if she doesn’t want me to be happy, then, that’s her problem,” I said, squeezing her waist in return.
“So you can tell me all about your romantic weekend if you want,” Rose said, smiling from ear to ear.
“Well, besides all the fabulous sex, it was great. We never left his mansion,” I said, being interrupted by Rose.
“Mansion?” Rose questioned.
“He is the owner of ’Ice’, Rosalie,” I smiled, just thoughts of Edward can make me smile.
“Oh..” Rose stood wide-eyed.
“He’s gorgeous, Rose, unbelievably so. He’s so gentle, and kind. The man opens car doors for Christ sake!” I laughed, still smiling. “We had a date at his house last night, because I got sick yesterday morning, and ruined our day out together.”
“He sounds wonderful, so tell me about this date,” Rose persisted.
“He made a few calls and had two masseuses waiting for us on the patio out back, an hour later, we were sitting under an oak tree in the back yard eating Lobster Ravioli, salad, and garlic bread. After we ate, he whisked me over to the tire swing he had sat up before we went out there. He pushed me for awhile, before I got tired, and he had several blankets laid out with a massive amount of pillows laying about, where we sat and star gazed. I fell asleep after a while and he carried me into the house.
“Wow,” Rose said, fanning herself. “I think I’m in love with him myself.”
I beamed, loving that at least one of my friends could be happy for me and with me.
“Well, I best get back to work. I’ll try to talk to Alice for you,” Rose said, getting ready to leave.
“Don’t worry about it. I don’t want anything to do with her, until she can realize that being a bitch isn’t going to get your anywhere. This is my life, Rose, she has to realize that,” I said, glad that I’d gotten the backbone that I had.
“Alright, I just hate to see the two of you fighting,” Rose frowned.
“I’m not fighting with anyone, Rose. She’s got to know that she can’t run our lives for us, she’s not our mother,” I frowned, immediately realizing that I didn’t have my mother. I could only pray that Edward would find her someday, like he promised.
“I’ll see you soon, I want to meet this Edward of yours,” Rose smiled, as she walked out the door, closing it behind her.
I headed back over to my desk, finding my cell phone, sending Edward a text about how Alice had treated me. I vowed to always be honest with him, so I wanted him to know about the treatment she had given me.
I have never, in my life, seen Alice act as bad as she had today. I wanted the old Alice back, and until that day comes, she’s out of my life. I would miss her, but I could do without the theatrical stunt she pulled today.
I spent the next 45 minutes, wrapping up all the essentials for the day. Honestly, I could go home now if I wanted, there was nothing else left to take care of. I was off in another realm, when Kate buzzed me, letting me know that I had a visitor. I got out of my seat, made my way out to greet them, and when I got to the door, there stood Edward, looking as gorgeous as always.
I quickly sprinted out of the room, and jumped into his waiting arms, as he spun me around the room, I was giggling like a school girl.
“I missed you!” I exclaimed, planting kisses all across his face.
“I missed you too, amore mio,” Edward said, returning my kisses, smiling the whole time.
“Come, let’s go into my office for more privacy,” I said, shooting Kate the evil eye for ogling my man. Oh hell, who could fucking blame her? I’m one lucky bitch, I knew!
Edward made his way into my office, while I told Kate not interrupt us, and that she could take lunch at this time. I wanted complete privacy with the man that I loved, and that meant, I didn’t need her ears listening in on our fun.
Once inside, shutting the door behind me, Edward stalked towards me little by little. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. I was his helpless prey. He was the vicious predator. As he reached me, he positioned one of his hands at the side of my head, the other clicking the lock on the door in place, quickly bringing it to the other side of my head, blocking me in so that I couldn't escape.
Like I even fucking wanted to. Get real, that should be a laughable crime.
“I came as quick as I could, I don’t like how this Alice treated you. If she was your best friend, she would have accepted the fact, that you’re happy, and be happy for you, no one has any right to take your happiness away from you any longer,” Edward whispered, as his mouth crashed into mine.
His tongue pried my mouth open before I ever had a chance to open for him. This was about dominance, and I would willingly obey.
Moans began to erupt from me, as his hand moved down to tweak my nipples through my shirt. Grabbing a fistful of his hair, I pulled it back sharply, earning myself a groan from him in approval.
Suddenly, he his kneeling down at my feet, lifting my leg, one at a time, removing my high heels, and sensually pulling them off of each one of my feet, leaving kisses on my clothed, silky feet.
Picking me up by the waist, he carried me over to my desk, brushing papers off to the side, where he sat me on the edge. His mouth was on mine once again, kissing the curvature along the sides. My shirt was then yanked over my head in a fluid motion, and surprise was written all over my face. Before I knew it, my skirt was laying at his feet.
He then went back to my legs, unhooking the garter straps and gently standing me up once again, as he slowly rolled each of my stockings down my legs, while kissing down the span of them, goose bumps cover my body, sending tremors up my spine.
Once my stockings were removed and messily laying on the floor next to my desk, Edward made a path, kissing his way back up my legs, to my navel and up my torso, and then to the valley of my breasts, the peaks still restrained in the cups of my bra. I reached behind me to unclasp my bra, releasing my breasts, and threw it across the room where the rest of my clothes laid.
Edward took in the sight of me, gloriously naked before him, his eyes full of lust. He immediately palmed one of my beautiful breasts, while taking the other into his mouth, sucking at my nipple, causing me to arch my back in pleasure. Then he switched, making sure that both of my breasts got equal attention. I pushed eagerly into him, thrusting my crotch against the obvious bulge in his pants. I couldn't help but moan, thinking about Edward’s talented mouth and the things it had already done to my body, as his mouth continued to work my breasts.
Edward smirked and bent down to drag his tongue all along my neck, planting wet, kisses from my shoulder, up to my ear, then back again.
"God. You're killing me," I groaned.
"Yeah, well you're not the only one," he replied in a raspy voice. “I want you so fucking bad.”
“It’s yours, only ever yours,” I moaned against his ear, nipping and tasting, as my hands fisted into his hair.
“Hearing you say that, it turns me on so fucking much,” he moaned, panting into my shoulder.
I loosened my hold on his hair, enough for him to see, as he reach between us and caressed my clit, and then he pushed a knee between my legs, to force them away from each other slightly. His fingers were made to torment me, as they circled my clit delicately, before sliding his fingers through my moisture, to push into me unhurriedly… once… twice…. three times, before he returned his attention back to my aching clit.
He unrelentingly drove me up toward my climax over and over again, without allowing me to fall over the edge. He studied me intently, lust, vivid in his eyes, as he worked me with his glorious fingers.
"Please…" I sobbed. "Edward.”
“Patience, amore mio, I’ll make it all better,” Edward whispers, as his mouth trailed down to my breasts, still teasing my clit.
With that, he grabbed my hips and slammed roughly into me, causing my desk to slide across the floor. My hand, instinctively grabbed a hold of the edges of the desk, turning white from the grip I had on them.
The force that he was using, was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. My toes had curled, and all the blood in my body seemed to be pooling in my folds. Each thrust brought me closer to the edge, on the brink of shattering.
“Unnngh!” I cried out, needing my release.
Edward, sensing my problem, brought his hand down to meet my sensitive bud, circling my clit with his thumb.
"Bella… I'm… oh fuck… so tight.. so good… I want you to cum with me." I was right there with him, ready to take the leap off the edge.
"So nice… God you feel so good…" I incoherently said to him, feeling my walls begin to flutter, as his massive cock continued to thrust into me.
He shifted up a bit, hitting me deeper and I lost all self-control. My legs locked around his waist tighter, and I clenched around him, as my orgasm welled up.
"That's it, baby. Cum with me…" Edward said through gritted teeth.
He thrusted deep, two more times, before his face twisted with the exquisite torture of his own discharge. When I felt him cum inside me, it tipped me over the edge and I followed suit, with a string of profanities coming from the two of us.
“Shit… Fuck… Son of a bitch… “ Edward cried out, as his body slumped over onto mine, as I fell back onto the desk.
“Motherfuck… Shit… Fuck…. “ I sobbed, all weight left my body, as I fell back onto the desk, running my hands through Edward’s sweaty hair.
“Wow,” rang out from both our mouths.
“Office sex, absolutely rocks,” I giggled, causing Edward to join in on the laughter.
“Yeah, it was pretty hot, huh?” Edward asked, pretty smug looking, wiggling his eyebrows for the full effect.
“I’m finished for the day, want to get dressed and head out?” I asked, ready to leave this fucking office.
“Sure, we can stop and get some lunch somewhere, as well, I have a surprise for you,” Edward said, with that mischievous look in his eyes again.
“I hate surprises, you know,” I said annoyingly, hoping that the smile that was ready to erupt, wouldn‘t.
“Well, I’m hoping the surprise will be good, and you’ll like it,” Edward said, now looking wary of his surprise. That just wouldn’t do, I never wanted him to feel bad for his choices.
“I’m sure I’ll love it,” I said while kissing him on the lips, pushing him off me, searching for my clothes.
After we were dressed, we made our way out my office door, as a wide eyed Kate sat stock still.
“I’m taking the rest of the day, Kate, you can head home if you wish,” I laughed, knowing she had heard a good portion of our midday romp.
After we left the office, we ran through the drive-thru of KFC, per my request, seeing as Edward had never dared to eat there. With a bucket of chicken in hand, we made our way back to the mansion.
Once there, Edward was immediately out of the car and opening my door, quickly dragging me and our bucket of chicken through the front door. Looking around were boxes upon boxes. I looked at Edward, who had an innocent look upon his face, and I quirked my eyebrow at him.
“Surprise!” He said excitedly, with a big, cheesy grin on his face.
“What’s this?” I asked, pretty curious as to what all this stuff actually was.
“This is all your belongings, besides furniture of course. You said gather the stuff I thought you would need, so I called a moving company, and had your stuff moved here. Welcome to your new home,” Edward said, throwing his hands in the air, like it was the greatest thing in the world.
Then everything in my world went black.
Author’s Notes:
Translations:
amore mio - my love
So It Begins - Ch. 4
(EPOV)
I was sleeping soundly, when I felt the thrashing, then heard the whimpers. I immediately came too, and worried for my amore mio.
“Charlie, please no, no Charlie, no,” Bella whimpered, tears ran from her closed eyes.
I quickly hugged her body close to my chest, rocked her back and hoped that she would relax and stop thrashing around.
“Let go, stop, that hurts, Charlie, stop, please,” Bella cried out, thrashing her head from side to side.
My hold got tighter, and my body tensed, wanting to strangle whoever had hurt my amore mio. I wanted to wait for her to tell me on her own, but I had to ask her about this when she woke up, because she certainly had to have had this happen before now. I wondered if bringing up her mother triggered the dreams, because she hadn’t had this happen the past few times we’d slept together.
“You’re hurting me, please stop, Charlie,” her body trembled in fear, cowering into my chest.
“Please, don’t hit me, I’m begging you, please,” her whimpers grew louder. I had had enough, I needed to wake her.
I shook her body, waiting for eyes to flutter open. Whispering her name, words of love, I wanted her to wake, knowing that I was here for her, as I always would be.
“Bella, il mio cuore, please wake up, amore mio,” I whispered, gently shaking her with one hand, while the other hand cupped her face, my thumb rubbing soothing circles on her cheek.
Her eyes began to open, blinking rapidly, before she jumped up and away from me, staring wide eyed at me.
“Bella, it’s Edward, you’re safe, angel,” I said soothingly, trying to get her to focus on my words.
Seconds after jumping away from, she launched herself back into my body, sobbing into my chest. I ran my hand through her luscious locks, softly humming to her, in hopes of calming her.
“Please tell me you’re alright, my precious,” I asked, pulling back so I could see her beautiful face.
“Please, Edward, make the hurting stop, make it go away, make me forget!” Bella sobbed into my neck, her tears rolling down my shoulder.
Her pleading for me to make it better and to go away, broke my heart into a million different pieces. I wanted nothing more than to make her better, to make her whole again. I did the only thing I could at the moment, I laid her out before me, taking in her naked body.
I kneeled between her legs, pushing them apart. Taking her ankle in my hands, I gently massaged, leaving a trail of kisses along the inseam of her foot. My hands slowly made their way up her leg, my tongue lavishing her silky skin along the way.
Once I made it to her heated core, I plunged my fingers into her pussy and locked my lips to her throbbing clit, causing an powerful wave of pleasure to flash through Bella's body and she cried out in bliss. Sobs of relief washed through her, as her body shook, thrashing her sex into my waiting mouth.
Bella looked down at me, her eyes blazing wildly with lust. She wanted me, and she wanted me NOW!
“I..Fuck…..Need.You.Now,” Bella demanded, pulling me up her body, tugging my mouth to hers, devouring me in an instant.
I detached my mouth from hers and smiled, as I drew the head of my dick down over her sensitive clit, until it sat at the entrance of her slick pussy.
“Please, Edward,” she whined, pleading with me, with her gorgeous, brown eyes.
I looked into her eyes, hoping that my love for her was portraying itself in my eyes. Easing myself into her, I was entranced by the tight, hot walls that surrounded my cock. As her heat engulfed me, I buried myself into her completely, still staring into her eyes.
My body hovered over her tiny frame, gently laying flesh against flesh, upon her. I withdrew my cock almost all the way out of her hot core, as my mouth met hers in a sweltering kiss. Tongue against tongue, moans erupted from our lips. With that, I thrusted fervently back into her hot pussy. I could literally smell her sweet nectar, oozing from within her, coating my cock, like silk on flesh.
"Aagghhhh!" Bella cried out, throwing her head back in satisfaction, as I began to fuck her ruthlessly.
"Amore mio," I moaned, as I started my assault, thrusting with wild abandon. "Your pussy is so fucking tight!"
"It's all yours! Only yours. Forever." Bella whimpered in anticipation.
I leaned back on my heels, pulling Bella up as I went, watching my dick vanish into her delightful pussy over and over again. I was stunned by her declaration, my love for her grew even further, just as my dick had grown impossibly harder, deep within her heated walls, by her assertion.
"God, Edward, you feel so fucking good!" Bella cried out, grinding her hips against my pelvic bone, meeting my thrusts.
"Fuck, Isabella, I want to fuck you every day, amore mio, for the rest of my life!" I admitted, never slowing my movements. Screw the rest of the world, and ideas on how long it is before you fell in love, I was infatuated by this woman, in love, I wanted her and she would be mine for the rest of time.
My fingers dug into the flesh of her hips, holding her in place, fucking her like she needed. I guided her back onto her back, mercilessly pounding into her, looking down, watching us connecting with one another.
God, she had a beautiful fucking pussy, glistening before me, with her sweet nectar coating her folds and my cock, as it thrust into her.
I worshiped it. I worshiped her body. I worshiped her mind. I worshiped the goddess that she was, laying naked before me.
I kept one hand on Bella's hips and brought the other hand down to where my cock was sliding in and out, in and out.
"Yes, please, touch me!" she begged, tears streaming down her beautiful face.
I used my thumb and middle finger to pull her lips apart, and began teasing her plump clit with his index finger, flicking it back and forth over the sensitive rosebud.
"Do you like that, my beloved?" I asked, watching the mahogany haired goddess thrash underneath me, begging for her release. "Does it feel good when I fuck you? Do you like when I make your pussy drip for me?"
"Yes, Oh GOD! Yes!" she replied lasciviously.
“Beg me!” I demanded.
"Please, please, rub my pussy, please!" she begged frantically, ready to explode at any given second.
I unrelentingly flicked my fingers against her clit, pumping harder than before. My hips slammed into her pelvis over and over again, harder and faster. The sounds of wet flesh slapping together filled the room, providing an erotic masterpiece for our ears.
"Oh fuck!" Bella whimpered, "I'm gonna….fuck… I'm going to fucking cum so motherfucking hard! Please, Edward, please let me cum."
"That's it, amore mio, cum for me! Cum on my cock! Give it to daddy, all of it!" I shifted her legs up, so they rested on my shoulders, digging my fingers into the flesh of her hips, no doubt bruising them with the pressure I had on them.
My thrusts became frenzied, feeling the familiar tightening in my stomach and I approached my own release.
With a tweak of her clit, Bella lost herself in the waves of ecstasy that rocked right through her sensitive body, she cried out in delight, as flashes of brilliant lights shot through her.
"Yes! Ooooh.God!" I snarled, "I'm going to fill your sweet pussy with my cum, amore mio!"
I continued to pump hard, while my hot seed spurt into her, causing another orgasm to rip through her body.
Bella ground her cunt against me, while my release continued to spill out of my throbbing cock. She could feel every drop pulsing through her, every burst sent a wave of pleasure throughout her body.
I fell beside her, breathing heavily, as my lungs felt like they were on fire. I had never, in all my life, experienced anything so intense, than I have when I was joined as one, with Bella.
I held her close, while we silently took in the moment. My thumb softly traced patterns along her back. I hated that I was about to break the silence, our blissful bubble, but I had to know who Charlie was.
“You talk in your sleep, you know,” I whispered against her soft hair.
“I know, and you’ve probably got questions, right?” Bella sighed, turning her face, so that her eyes met mine, as I nodded in return.
“I’m sure it’s pretty tough to talk about things in your past, but I need to know who Charlie is, amore mio,” I asked, feeling her tense into my side, clinging to me tightly.
“To start with, please give me time to get it all out, before you say anything,” Bella looked questioningly at me, and all I could do was nod.
“I’m pretty sure I know why Renee left, but I still have no clue why she left me with that vile man who’s my father. At first, he was a doting father, then on my eighth birthday, it started.” Her eyes turned hard, as she frowned.
“I came home from school that day, and he was drunk. I had homework to do, so I bypassed the living room, and went straight upstairs to do my school work. I had learned at a very young age how to cook, but I still wasn‘t the greatest at it, so once I was finished with my work, I headed down to the kitchen to get started on dinner. I ended up overcooking the steak that evening, and Charlie was mad,” she sighed, clearly upset, having to take a walk down memory lane.
“The next thing I know, he has me by the head of my hair, dragging me upstairs, were he throws me inside my room and locks me in until the next morning. After that incident, things calmed down for about a week, and then only began to get worse from there on out. He was demeaning me every time he spoke to me, telling me I was a useless slut, that I would never amount to anything, no one would ever love me, things of that nature.” Bella’s tears began to fall down her face, my thumb wiping them away as soon as they fell.
“The hitting started just after my twelfth birthday, when I had spent the evening working on my homework, instead of cleaning house. He just lost it that day, and after that day, I was a walking target for him.” She sighed, closing her eyes tightly, like she willing the pain of those memories to go away.
I hugged her body close to mine, rocking her back and forth, stroking her hair, softly. I wanted nothing more than to heal her heart, to take away all the hurtful words he damaged her with. I believed the words were far worse on her than the abuse. I vowed, then and there, to take care of Charlie Swan. Make sure that he paid, for what he had done to my amore mio.
“I worked myself to death through school, even through the hate filled words of Charlie, to the ignorance of classmates. I made sure I would get out of Forks for good. I studied hard, graduated Valedictorian in my class, and got a free ride to Yale.” Bella smiled, showing that she knew she had succeeded in getting away, breaking free from her father’s hand.
I smiled in return, still keeping silent, feeling like the story wasn’t finished yet.
“The time neared for my departure, and Charlie decided he wanted to give me a present to remember for my goodbye. I left Forks, in my beat up pick up truck that I had no clue would even make it across the country, with a broken jaw and a black eye. I was so embarrassed, but thankful. Thankful that I was leaving and never had to return,” she sighed, dropping her head into my neck.
“That’s it, I’ve never told anyone the stories before, not even Rose and Alice,” she said, still with her face tucked away into my neck. “I didn’t want their pity. No one’s pity really. Plus there was always the trust issues that were buried deep within me. The two of them were always on my ass about my virginity, I could only imagine what they would put me through with that information. I love them, they are always there for me, don‘t get me wrong, but they don‘t know when enough is enough.”
“Oh, amore mio, I could never pity you. You’re a strong woman, who had a horrible upbringing, but you succeeded to make it through the situation. You have made so much of yourself, and you should be proud of that fact,” I sighed, pulling her up into a sitting position, looking her straight in the eyes, rubbing my hand up and down her arms, trying to comfort her. I could only hope she saw sincerity in my eyes.
“Thank you for saying that, Edward,” Bella said softly, sniffling.
“I mean it, Bella. I also plan on taking care of you from here on out,” I said, smiling, as I continued running my hands over her arms.
“That was nice, to be able to get it off my chest,” Bella smiled, and I could see the light returning to her eyes.
I pulled Bella back down to my side, as we laid back on the bed snuggling into one another’s embrace. She turned her head, looked into my eyes, and our lips met in a sweet, chaste kiss.
As we lay silent, next to one another, I begin to think of ways to torture Charlie Swan. I would find him, and he would die by my hands. I’d have a talk with Jenks this week, we would find this scum. I’d travel to hell and back for Bella, she deserved to know about her mother as well. I’d find both of them, and do my best to make her whole again.
I agreed with Bella as to why her mother left, and I’d say there was way more to the story than anyone knew. She needed to know her mother, no person wants to go through life not knowing their own mother.
Figuring that today was too much for her, I decided in that moment to set something up here at the house for our evening together. After twenty minutes of laying wrapped around one another, Bella made her way to the kitchen to fix us breakfast, while I went to make a few phone calls.
I wanted to make it memorable, so that she would forget all the bullshit she had to relive this morning. Even though it was painful for her, I thought it brought us closer together. I could only hope that when she learned about my Mafia role, that she would be understanding.
When I made it to the kitchen, Bella was just finishing up with breakfast. The bar was filled with scrambled eggs, bacon, pancakes and hash browns. An arrangement of jams were sitting in the middle of all the food, glasses of orange juice sat in front of our plates, with mugs of coffee to the side.
The food was delicious, between my moans and her giggles, I could easily picture this every day, for the rest of my life. This goddess had only just come into my life, and I still couldn’t get over how quickly I had fallen. She made me whole, and I could only hope I made her feel the same way.
After we finished eating, we cleaned the dishes up and had another water fight. Running around like kids, blowing soap suds at one another, which in turn, turned into a full out water fight, her grabbing the spray nozzle and shooting me with it. I stood stunned for a minute after that, trying to wrap my head around the idea of her doing it, but I snapped out of it, only to wrestle it from her, and squirt her back.
We laughed at one another, soaking wet, with water. Our clothes were soaked, but Bella looked amazing, standing there in my white button up shirt, clinging to her body. Her nipples were hard, and standing at attention, as you could see them through the shirt.
Cleaning up from the water fight, I sent Bella to change into another shirt of mine. I wanted to keep her occupied so she couldn’t see what was happening in the back yard this afternoon. Hopefully, she would enjoy the night that I had planned.
Once the water was mopped up, I headed up to change with her. She was just buttoning up my shirt when I entered. I smiled, enjoying the way she looked in my shirt. Her body, swallowed whole with my shirt, was the sexiest thing I had ever seen.
I, excitedly, dragged Bella to the theater room. I sat up the popcorn machine, and had her get comfortable in oversized seats. She looked around the room, wide-eyed, and excitedly taking everything in. It was an odd room, so I knew she would stare at things in amazement. I always felt like a child coming in here, so I’m pretty sure she was feeling it as well.
Once the popcorn was finished, I filled a bucket, and snuggled into Bella’s side. I grabbed the remote and turned on the screen. The remote controlled everything in the room. The touch screen on the remote made everything so much easier. I let Bella pick out the movie that we would watch, and we talked through the start, were all the previews were running through.
“I had planned on taking you on a date today, but after this morning, I felt you would prefer to stay in today, to let you get your bearings back, ” I said gently, smiling, so she knew I wasn’t upset.
“I’m sorry I ruined your plans for us, Edward,” Bella apologized, frowning.
“No, amore mio, you didn’t ruin anything, I’m enjoying myself,” I smiled, running my fingers over her cheek, chastely kissing those plump lips, nibbling on her bottom lip. “I’ve had more fun today, than I have in years.”
We snuggled together, her legs thrown over my lap, head on my shoulder, and our hands intertwined. Settling back into one another, The Bridges of Madison County, began to play.
I watched more of Bella during the movie, than anything. She was so entranced in the movie, that she never realized I was staring at her. Her beauty surpassed anything I had ever seen. She was by no means plain. Bella hardly wore make up, and when she did, it was simple, but stunning.
Spending the day in the theater room was relaxing, we watched several more movies, just enjoyed spending time together. I was certainly keeping her preoccupied, so things outside could be done. I had no doubt that she would be surprised, it made me smile just thinking about it.
“What are you smiling about,” Bella looked amused, smiling goofily.
“Just thinking,” I said, my smile getting wider.
“About?” She questioned, cocking an eyebrow.
“About how stunningly, beautiful you are,” I grinned, pulling her into my lap, grabbing her neck, and crushing my lips to hers.
My tongue snaked out, searching for hers. When they met, the blood drained and went directly to my cock. Desire was strong between us in this moment, only a minuscule amount of fabric blocked us, from what we both wanted right now.
Bella kissed her way to my ear, as my hands made purchase in her hair, nibbling at my ear.
"Instruct me, Edward. Show me." She whispered, as she sucked my earlobe in her mouth, crawling down my lap, hooking her fingers in the hem of my boxers. I moaned and lifted my hips, so she could pull them down.
Once my boxers were wrapped around my ankles, she climbed back up my body, looking up at him from under her eyelashes. The innocent look on her face was almost enough to make me cum right there on the spot. She wrapped her hand firmly around my dick, still looking into my eyes, seeking guidance. I wrapped my hand around hers, and showed her the right pressure and stroke method.
Without a second of hesitation, Bella ran her tongue over the slit in my cock, lapping up the pre-cum that had collected there, sighing in satisfaction at the manly taste now lingering in her mouth.
"Fuucckk," I gasped, as my petite goddess wrapped her plump, pink lips roughly around my cock.
My hands unconsciously wrapped around her hair and I began thrusting into her awaiting mouth.
Bella hummed and moaned around me, which only brought me more gratification and closer to my release.
"Fuck, amore mio," I growled, "I knew your mouth, wrapped around my cock, would be gorgeous."
I fucked her mouth with wild abandon, as she sucked greedily on my cock. Saliva was running from the corners of her mouth, and her cheeks flushed with a pink hue.
Bella looked up at me from underneath her lashes, as she pumped and sucked on my dick. I could hardly hold back the growl that was erupting from my chest. That fucking innocent look, was going to be the death of me.
"Oh, such a wicked little girl," I purred, "Do you like me fucking your mouth, amore mio?"
Bella hummed in approval.
I held safely to her head, shoving my dick in, until it hit the back of her throat.
I loved dominating her like this. I reached my hand down to her panties, cupping my hand over her, they were completely soaked, and I could smell her arousal floating in the air.
A tingling sensation started coursing through my body, traveling through his groin and along my cock.
"Ohhhh, fuck yes, amore mio!" I shouted, "drink it all down baby, swallow my seed!"
My cum shot down Bella's throat, and she swallowed me down happily. The suction of her mouth didn't allow for one drop to escape. I watched in admiration as Bella licked and cleaned my dick, humming in satisfaction.
I hurriedly flipped her over, so that I was hovering over her. I leaned back, taking my hands to the collar of her shirt, ripping it open, buttons flying.
Starting at her collarbone, I sucked, and I sucked hard, leaving a purple mark behind, before I trailed down towards her flawless breasts. Sucking her nipple in my mouth, as my hand reach for the other, pulling and twisting her taut nipple. Her moans were loud, and I smirked against her breast. I loved pleasuring my goddess.
Her back arched, jutting her breasts harder into my face, the loudest fucking moans ever, escaping her lips.
"Jesus," I choked out, because she was making it really goddamn hard for me to be patient, so I could worship her body and not to just rip the tiny, sheer fabric, of what she so called panties, off of her.
"OH…" she breathed harder, as I bite down, hard on her nipple. "GOD."
"Jesus. Fuck," I moaned out, furrowing my brow and shutting my eyes tight, trying not to cry out too loudly.
I couldn’t take it any longer, I trailed kisses down her stomach, dipping my tongue into her belly button, before I quickly ripped her panties off.
“Mother…” she thrust her pussy in the air, seeking friction. “Fuuuuck!”
Liquid was seeping from her, I brought my nose to her folds, inhaling deeply. My piercing eyes looking into hers. I smirked, and knew she felt embarrassed at the fact that my nose was buried in her sweet pussy, smelling exactly what I was doing to her, but I couldn't bring myself to stop. Her sweet nectar smelled musky and heavenly. My dick was throbbing again, swollen insufferably harder.
My tongue darted out to lick the folds, as I looked down at the completely spread view of her vagina, slowly dragging my eyes back to hers. Slowly, too slowly, I bent down, pressing my tongue flat across her slit, licking up the nectar that seeped from within her heated core.
Eyes rolling back into my head, I moaned, sending erotic vibrations throughout her body.
"Oh, fuck..shit..motherfuck!" Bella screamed, as my tongue flicked her clit rapidly.
Pulling back abruptly, she looked at me with a mixed look of absolute frustration and desire. I smacked my lips together, my tongue swiping the leftover liquid of her sweet nectar off my lower lip.
Bella whimpered when my fingers came down to stroke her needy folds, giving her a desired amount of friction. She gasped at the feeling of my strong and sensual fingers teasing her swollen, pink, rosebud.
She pulled my hand away from her bare, wet sex and pulled my dripping, wet fingers into her mouth.
"Does tasting yourself on me turn you on, amore mio?" I moaned, in shock, as she swirled her tongue around my fingers. She hummed.
My dick was throbbing so hard, I thought it just might explode before I had a chance to make love to her. After she licked them clean, she brought them back to her sex and pushed them inside her.
"God, I want you." I moaned, as I pumped my fingers inside of her, Bella’s hand still on mine, as they moved inside of her.
I sat up, putting my hands on her knees, forcefully shoving them wider, ready to shove my cock deep inside of her. Crawling up her body, I crushed my lips to hers, forcing her mouth open, thrusting my tongue deep inside of her mouth, tasting herself once again.
With a thrust, my cock was buried deep inside her. As I held her knees down, I rocked my body into hers, hard and deep. Shuddering, enveloped in her warm, wet sex. I felt dizzy, and she gasped before sighing with pleasure.
Possessively, kneading her breasts, I growled, as I grounded myself into her with long and slow strokes.
"Oh God! Yes!" Bella groaned loudly.
"God has nothing to do with me fucking you. Scream my name," I grunted, as my rhythm picked up, my hands digging into her legs, slamming into her with as much force that I could, without hurting her.
"Edward..." she moaned, opening her eyes, calling my name. Her lips were so inviting, I had no choice but to obey and claim them. Bending over, capturing her lips to mine.
"Edward... oh, fuck... harder... yes... Edward," Bella was now becoming louder, as her body shook on the edge of another orgasm.
I pulled back, flicked her clit, and watched with fascination as her body trembled on the verge of the impending orgasm, her thrashing was beautiful, and made me proud that I was the one who caused her body to respond this way.
MINE... MINE... MINE. My brain and body screamed, with each thrust into her body.
“Cum for me, milk my cock,” I groaned, throwing my head back, as her body arched into mine.
"Edward!" She grunted as her muscles clenched and she came around my cock. With a few more thrusts of my hips, I came inside of her, spurting my seed deep within her bare sex.
Smiles and grins were expressed, as I was still buried within her. Once my cock was flaccid, I eased myself out of the hot haven, and pulled her to my body. I stood from the couch on shaky knees, cradling her to my chest, and carried us, naked through the house, to our master bath.
I turned the shower on, with Bella still clinging to my upper body, and waited for the water to heat. Once it was heated, I stepped in, letting Bella down, were we washed one another’s bodies.
I massaged her scalp as I washed her hair, and she returned the favor. As we finished, I stepped out first, grabbing a towel to dry Bella’s body as she stepped out of the shower.
“Now that you’re dry, go grab one of my button up shirts and a pair of panties to put on, we have somewhere we need to be,” I swatted her ass, and sent her on her way.
I dried myself off, and made my way into the bedroom. Taking in the sight of Bella, dressed exactly how I wanted her, she was gorgeous. I slipped into a pair of boxers, and grabbed Bella’s hand, leading her downstairs to what awaited us.
Walking out onto the back porch, there were two massage tables sat up, with two masseuses standing by, awaiting our arrival. I helped Bella out of the button up shirt, and helped her onto the table, where she laid face down. I quickly situated myself onto the other table, face down.
This was the first surprise, the second was in the yard, under the big oak tree. A canopy was set up, with twinkle lights spread about, and a candle light dinner. Once we had finished eating, I had had a tire swing set up in the oak tree, where I would push her. Then we would cuddle up on the blanket that laid upon the ground, with pillows scattered about, so we could watch the stars.
After the hour long massages, I helped her with her shirt, and guided her to our dinner. Her gasp was enough indication that she was surprise, and completely satisfied.
“Oh, Edward, thank you,” her hand covering her mouth, as tears streamed down her beautiful face.
“Don’t cry, amore mio, I wanted to do this for you,” I hugged her tiny frame to me, squeezing her, kissing the top of her head.
I pulled out her seat, letting her get situated, before I pushed it in. We were served Lobster Ravioli, salad, and garlic bread. We at in a companionable silence, with looks of love shared between us.
After we ate, I pulled Bella over to the tire swing, and helped her in. Her hair flowing out behind her, as I pushed her back and forth. The beautiful woman, who was sad just this morning, was now giggling like a child. I absorbed her energy and strength, her love for life, and her general happiness.
Once she was tired of the swing, I guided her over to the scattered pillows and blanket, were we spent the rest of the evening gazing at the stars, enjoying the calmness that radiated between us.
“Amore mio, il mio cuore, Lei è la più bella donna che io conosco. Io voglio ad esausto la mia vita con Lei.” I whispered, as her body succumbed to sleep. I gently lifted her in my arms, and carried her to the house, up to our bed.
Author's Notes:
So I don’t speak Italian, so I’m purely going off of a translation program, so if they aren’t correct, I sincerely apologize ahead of time.
Translations:
amore mio - my love
il mio cuore - my heart
Io voglio ad esausto la mia vita con Lei - I want to spend my life with you
Lei è la più bella donna che io conosco - You’re the most beautiful woman I know
The Bridges of Madison County was released in 1995 and starred Clint Eastwood.
I was sleeping soundly, when I felt the thrashing, then heard the whimpers. I immediately came too, and worried for my amore mio.
“Charlie, please no, no Charlie, no,” Bella whimpered, tears ran from her closed eyes.
I quickly hugged her body close to my chest, rocked her back and hoped that she would relax and stop thrashing around.
“Let go, stop, that hurts, Charlie, stop, please,” Bella cried out, thrashing her head from side to side.
My hold got tighter, and my body tensed, wanting to strangle whoever had hurt my amore mio. I wanted to wait for her to tell me on her own, but I had to ask her about this when she woke up, because she certainly had to have had this happen before now. I wondered if bringing up her mother triggered the dreams, because she hadn’t had this happen the past few times we’d slept together.
“You’re hurting me, please stop, Charlie,” her body trembled in fear, cowering into my chest.
“Please, don’t hit me, I’m begging you, please,” her whimpers grew louder. I had had enough, I needed to wake her.
I shook her body, waiting for eyes to flutter open. Whispering her name, words of love, I wanted her to wake, knowing that I was here for her, as I always would be.
“Bella, il mio cuore, please wake up, amore mio,” I whispered, gently shaking her with one hand, while the other hand cupped her face, my thumb rubbing soothing circles on her cheek.
Her eyes began to open, blinking rapidly, before she jumped up and away from me, staring wide eyed at me.
“Bella, it’s Edward, you’re safe, angel,” I said soothingly, trying to get her to focus on my words.
Seconds after jumping away from, she launched herself back into my body, sobbing into my chest. I ran my hand through her luscious locks, softly humming to her, in hopes of calming her.
“Please tell me you’re alright, my precious,” I asked, pulling back so I could see her beautiful face.
“Please, Edward, make the hurting stop, make it go away, make me forget!” Bella sobbed into my neck, her tears rolling down my shoulder.
Her pleading for me to make it better and to go away, broke my heart into a million different pieces. I wanted nothing more than to make her better, to make her whole again. I did the only thing I could at the moment, I laid her out before me, taking in her naked body.
I kneeled between her legs, pushing them apart. Taking her ankle in my hands, I gently massaged, leaving a trail of kisses along the inseam of her foot. My hands slowly made their way up her leg, my tongue lavishing her silky skin along the way.
Once I made it to her heated core, I plunged my fingers into her pussy and locked my lips to her throbbing clit, causing an powerful wave of pleasure to flash through Bella's body and she cried out in bliss. Sobs of relief washed through her, as her body shook, thrashing her sex into my waiting mouth.
Bella looked down at me, her eyes blazing wildly with lust. She wanted me, and she wanted me NOW!
“I..Fuck…..Need.You.Now,” Bella demanded, pulling me up her body, tugging my mouth to hers, devouring me in an instant.
I detached my mouth from hers and smiled, as I drew the head of my dick down over her sensitive clit, until it sat at the entrance of her slick pussy.
“Please, Edward,” she whined, pleading with me, with her gorgeous, brown eyes.
I looked into her eyes, hoping that my love for her was portraying itself in my eyes. Easing myself into her, I was entranced by the tight, hot walls that surrounded my cock. As her heat engulfed me, I buried myself into her completely, still staring into her eyes.
My body hovered over her tiny frame, gently laying flesh against flesh, upon her. I withdrew my cock almost all the way out of her hot core, as my mouth met hers in a sweltering kiss. Tongue against tongue, moans erupted from our lips. With that, I thrusted fervently back into her hot pussy. I could literally smell her sweet nectar, oozing from within her, coating my cock, like silk on flesh.
"Aagghhhh!" Bella cried out, throwing her head back in satisfaction, as I began to fuck her ruthlessly.
"Amore mio," I moaned, as I started my assault, thrusting with wild abandon. "Your pussy is so fucking tight!"
"It's all yours! Only yours. Forever." Bella whimpered in anticipation.
I leaned back on my heels, pulling Bella up as I went, watching my dick vanish into her delightful pussy over and over again. I was stunned by her declaration, my love for her grew even further, just as my dick had grown impossibly harder, deep within her heated walls, by her assertion.
"God, Edward, you feel so fucking good!" Bella cried out, grinding her hips against my pelvic bone, meeting my thrusts.
"Fuck, Isabella, I want to fuck you every day, amore mio, for the rest of my life!" I admitted, never slowing my movements. Screw the rest of the world, and ideas on how long it is before you fell in love, I was infatuated by this woman, in love, I wanted her and she would be mine for the rest of time.
My fingers dug into the flesh of her hips, holding her in place, fucking her like she needed. I guided her back onto her back, mercilessly pounding into her, looking down, watching us connecting with one another.
God, she had a beautiful fucking pussy, glistening before me, with her sweet nectar coating her folds and my cock, as it thrust into her.
I worshiped it. I worshiped her body. I worshiped her mind. I worshiped the goddess that she was, laying naked before me.
I kept one hand on Bella's hips and brought the other hand down to where my cock was sliding in and out, in and out.
"Yes, please, touch me!" she begged, tears streaming down her beautiful face.
I used my thumb and middle finger to pull her lips apart, and began teasing her plump clit with his index finger, flicking it back and forth over the sensitive rosebud.
"Do you like that, my beloved?" I asked, watching the mahogany haired goddess thrash underneath me, begging for her release. "Does it feel good when I fuck you? Do you like when I make your pussy drip for me?"
"Yes, Oh GOD! Yes!" she replied lasciviously.
“Beg me!” I demanded.
"Please, please, rub my pussy, please!" she begged frantically, ready to explode at any given second.
I unrelentingly flicked my fingers against her clit, pumping harder than before. My hips slammed into her pelvis over and over again, harder and faster. The sounds of wet flesh slapping together filled the room, providing an erotic masterpiece for our ears.
"Oh fuck!" Bella whimpered, "I'm gonna….fuck… I'm going to fucking cum so motherfucking hard! Please, Edward, please let me cum."
"That's it, amore mio, cum for me! Cum on my cock! Give it to daddy, all of it!" I shifted her legs up, so they rested on my shoulders, digging my fingers into the flesh of her hips, no doubt bruising them with the pressure I had on them.
My thrusts became frenzied, feeling the familiar tightening in my stomach and I approached my own release.
With a tweak of her clit, Bella lost herself in the waves of ecstasy that rocked right through her sensitive body, she cried out in delight, as flashes of brilliant lights shot through her.
"Yes! Ooooh.God!" I snarled, "I'm going to fill your sweet pussy with my cum, amore mio!"
I continued to pump hard, while my hot seed spurt into her, causing another orgasm to rip through her body.
Bella ground her cunt against me, while my release continued to spill out of my throbbing cock. She could feel every drop pulsing through her, every burst sent a wave of pleasure throughout her body.
I fell beside her, breathing heavily, as my lungs felt like they were on fire. I had never, in all my life, experienced anything so intense, than I have when I was joined as one, with Bella.
I held her close, while we silently took in the moment. My thumb softly traced patterns along her back. I hated that I was about to break the silence, our blissful bubble, but I had to know who Charlie was.
“You talk in your sleep, you know,” I whispered against her soft hair.
“I know, and you’ve probably got questions, right?” Bella sighed, turning her face, so that her eyes met mine, as I nodded in return.
“I’m sure it’s pretty tough to talk about things in your past, but I need to know who Charlie is, amore mio,” I asked, feeling her tense into my side, clinging to me tightly.
“To start with, please give me time to get it all out, before you say anything,” Bella looked questioningly at me, and all I could do was nod.
“I’m pretty sure I know why Renee left, but I still have no clue why she left me with that vile man who’s my father. At first, he was a doting father, then on my eighth birthday, it started.” Her eyes turned hard, as she frowned.
“I came home from school that day, and he was drunk. I had homework to do, so I bypassed the living room, and went straight upstairs to do my school work. I had learned at a very young age how to cook, but I still wasn‘t the greatest at it, so once I was finished with my work, I headed down to the kitchen to get started on dinner. I ended up overcooking the steak that evening, and Charlie was mad,” she sighed, clearly upset, having to take a walk down memory lane.
“The next thing I know, he has me by the head of my hair, dragging me upstairs, were he throws me inside my room and locks me in until the next morning. After that incident, things calmed down for about a week, and then only began to get worse from there on out. He was demeaning me every time he spoke to me, telling me I was a useless slut, that I would never amount to anything, no one would ever love me, things of that nature.” Bella’s tears began to fall down her face, my thumb wiping them away as soon as they fell.
“The hitting started just after my twelfth birthday, when I had spent the evening working on my homework, instead of cleaning house. He just lost it that day, and after that day, I was a walking target for him.” She sighed, closing her eyes tightly, like she willing the pain of those memories to go away.
I hugged her body close to mine, rocking her back and forth, stroking her hair, softly. I wanted nothing more than to heal her heart, to take away all the hurtful words he damaged her with. I believed the words were far worse on her than the abuse. I vowed, then and there, to take care of Charlie Swan. Make sure that he paid, for what he had done to my amore mio.
“I worked myself to death through school, even through the hate filled words of Charlie, to the ignorance of classmates. I made sure I would get out of Forks for good. I studied hard, graduated Valedictorian in my class, and got a free ride to Yale.” Bella smiled, showing that she knew she had succeeded in getting away, breaking free from her father’s hand.
I smiled in return, still keeping silent, feeling like the story wasn’t finished yet.
“The time neared for my departure, and Charlie decided he wanted to give me a present to remember for my goodbye. I left Forks, in my beat up pick up truck that I had no clue would even make it across the country, with a broken jaw and a black eye. I was so embarrassed, but thankful. Thankful that I was leaving and never had to return,” she sighed, dropping her head into my neck.
“That’s it, I’ve never told anyone the stories before, not even Rose and Alice,” she said, still with her face tucked away into my neck. “I didn’t want their pity. No one’s pity really. Plus there was always the trust issues that were buried deep within me. The two of them were always on my ass about my virginity, I could only imagine what they would put me through with that information. I love them, they are always there for me, don‘t get me wrong, but they don‘t know when enough is enough.”
“Oh, amore mio, I could never pity you. You’re a strong woman, who had a horrible upbringing, but you succeeded to make it through the situation. You have made so much of yourself, and you should be proud of that fact,” I sighed, pulling her up into a sitting position, looking her straight in the eyes, rubbing my hand up and down her arms, trying to comfort her. I could only hope she saw sincerity in my eyes.
“Thank you for saying that, Edward,” Bella said softly, sniffling.
“I mean it, Bella. I also plan on taking care of you from here on out,” I said, smiling, as I continued running my hands over her arms.
“That was nice, to be able to get it off my chest,” Bella smiled, and I could see the light returning to her eyes.
I pulled Bella back down to my side, as we laid back on the bed snuggling into one another’s embrace. She turned her head, looked into my eyes, and our lips met in a sweet, chaste kiss.
As we lay silent, next to one another, I begin to think of ways to torture Charlie Swan. I would find him, and he would die by my hands. I’d have a talk with Jenks this week, we would find this scum. I’d travel to hell and back for Bella, she deserved to know about her mother as well. I’d find both of them, and do my best to make her whole again.
I agreed with Bella as to why her mother left, and I’d say there was way more to the story than anyone knew. She needed to know her mother, no person wants to go through life not knowing their own mother.
Figuring that today was too much for her, I decided in that moment to set something up here at the house for our evening together. After twenty minutes of laying wrapped around one another, Bella made her way to the kitchen to fix us breakfast, while I went to make a few phone calls.
I wanted to make it memorable, so that she would forget all the bullshit she had to relive this morning. Even though it was painful for her, I thought it brought us closer together. I could only hope that when she learned about my Mafia role, that she would be understanding.
When I made it to the kitchen, Bella was just finishing up with breakfast. The bar was filled with scrambled eggs, bacon, pancakes and hash browns. An arrangement of jams were sitting in the middle of all the food, glasses of orange juice sat in front of our plates, with mugs of coffee to the side.
The food was delicious, between my moans and her giggles, I could easily picture this every day, for the rest of my life. This goddess had only just come into my life, and I still couldn’t get over how quickly I had fallen. She made me whole, and I could only hope I made her feel the same way.
After we finished eating, we cleaned the dishes up and had another water fight. Running around like kids, blowing soap suds at one another, which in turn, turned into a full out water fight, her grabbing the spray nozzle and shooting me with it. I stood stunned for a minute after that, trying to wrap my head around the idea of her doing it, but I snapped out of it, only to wrestle it from her, and squirt her back.
We laughed at one another, soaking wet, with water. Our clothes were soaked, but Bella looked amazing, standing there in my white button up shirt, clinging to her body. Her nipples were hard, and standing at attention, as you could see them through the shirt.
Cleaning up from the water fight, I sent Bella to change into another shirt of mine. I wanted to keep her occupied so she couldn’t see what was happening in the back yard this afternoon. Hopefully, she would enjoy the night that I had planned.
Once the water was mopped up, I headed up to change with her. She was just buttoning up my shirt when I entered. I smiled, enjoying the way she looked in my shirt. Her body, swallowed whole with my shirt, was the sexiest thing I had ever seen.
I, excitedly, dragged Bella to the theater room. I sat up the popcorn machine, and had her get comfortable in oversized seats. She looked around the room, wide-eyed, and excitedly taking everything in. It was an odd room, so I knew she would stare at things in amazement. I always felt like a child coming in here, so I’m pretty sure she was feeling it as well.
Once the popcorn was finished, I filled a bucket, and snuggled into Bella’s side. I grabbed the remote and turned on the screen. The remote controlled everything in the room. The touch screen on the remote made everything so much easier. I let Bella pick out the movie that we would watch, and we talked through the start, were all the previews were running through.
“I had planned on taking you on a date today, but after this morning, I felt you would prefer to stay in today, to let you get your bearings back, ” I said gently, smiling, so she knew I wasn’t upset.
“I’m sorry I ruined your plans for us, Edward,” Bella apologized, frowning.
“No, amore mio, you didn’t ruin anything, I’m enjoying myself,” I smiled, running my fingers over her cheek, chastely kissing those plump lips, nibbling on her bottom lip. “I’ve had more fun today, than I have in years.”
We snuggled together, her legs thrown over my lap, head on my shoulder, and our hands intertwined. Settling back into one another, The Bridges of Madison County, began to play.
I watched more of Bella during the movie, than anything. She was so entranced in the movie, that she never realized I was staring at her. Her beauty surpassed anything I had ever seen. She was by no means plain. Bella hardly wore make up, and when she did, it was simple, but stunning.
Spending the day in the theater room was relaxing, we watched several more movies, just enjoyed spending time together. I was certainly keeping her preoccupied, so things outside could be done. I had no doubt that she would be surprised, it made me smile just thinking about it.
“What are you smiling about,” Bella looked amused, smiling goofily.
“Just thinking,” I said, my smile getting wider.
“About?” She questioned, cocking an eyebrow.
“About how stunningly, beautiful you are,” I grinned, pulling her into my lap, grabbing her neck, and crushing my lips to hers.
My tongue snaked out, searching for hers. When they met, the blood drained and went directly to my cock. Desire was strong between us in this moment, only a minuscule amount of fabric blocked us, from what we both wanted right now.
Bella kissed her way to my ear, as my hands made purchase in her hair, nibbling at my ear.
"Instruct me, Edward. Show me." She whispered, as she sucked my earlobe in her mouth, crawling down my lap, hooking her fingers in the hem of my boxers. I moaned and lifted my hips, so she could pull them down.
Once my boxers were wrapped around my ankles, she climbed back up my body, looking up at him from under her eyelashes. The innocent look on her face was almost enough to make me cum right there on the spot. She wrapped her hand firmly around my dick, still looking into my eyes, seeking guidance. I wrapped my hand around hers, and showed her the right pressure and stroke method.
Without a second of hesitation, Bella ran her tongue over the slit in my cock, lapping up the pre-cum that had collected there, sighing in satisfaction at the manly taste now lingering in her mouth.
"Fuucckk," I gasped, as my petite goddess wrapped her plump, pink lips roughly around my cock.
My hands unconsciously wrapped around her hair and I began thrusting into her awaiting mouth.
Bella hummed and moaned around me, which only brought me more gratification and closer to my release.
"Fuck, amore mio," I growled, "I knew your mouth, wrapped around my cock, would be gorgeous."
I fucked her mouth with wild abandon, as she sucked greedily on my cock. Saliva was running from the corners of her mouth, and her cheeks flushed with a pink hue.
Bella looked up at me from underneath her lashes, as she pumped and sucked on my dick. I could hardly hold back the growl that was erupting from my chest. That fucking innocent look, was going to be the death of me.
"Oh, such a wicked little girl," I purred, "Do you like me fucking your mouth, amore mio?"
Bella hummed in approval.
I held safely to her head, shoving my dick in, until it hit the back of her throat.
I loved dominating her like this. I reached my hand down to her panties, cupping my hand over her, they were completely soaked, and I could smell her arousal floating in the air.
A tingling sensation started coursing through my body, traveling through his groin and along my cock.
"Ohhhh, fuck yes, amore mio!" I shouted, "drink it all down baby, swallow my seed!"
My cum shot down Bella's throat, and she swallowed me down happily. The suction of her mouth didn't allow for one drop to escape. I watched in admiration as Bella licked and cleaned my dick, humming in satisfaction.
I hurriedly flipped her over, so that I was hovering over her. I leaned back, taking my hands to the collar of her shirt, ripping it open, buttons flying.
Starting at her collarbone, I sucked, and I sucked hard, leaving a purple mark behind, before I trailed down towards her flawless breasts. Sucking her nipple in my mouth, as my hand reach for the other, pulling and twisting her taut nipple. Her moans were loud, and I smirked against her breast. I loved pleasuring my goddess.
Her back arched, jutting her breasts harder into my face, the loudest fucking moans ever, escaping her lips.
"Jesus," I choked out, because she was making it really goddamn hard for me to be patient, so I could worship her body and not to just rip the tiny, sheer fabric, of what she so called panties, off of her.
"OH…" she breathed harder, as I bite down, hard on her nipple. "GOD."
"Jesus. Fuck," I moaned out, furrowing my brow and shutting my eyes tight, trying not to cry out too loudly.
I couldn’t take it any longer, I trailed kisses down her stomach, dipping my tongue into her belly button, before I quickly ripped her panties off.
“Mother…” she thrust her pussy in the air, seeking friction. “Fuuuuck!”
Liquid was seeping from her, I brought my nose to her folds, inhaling deeply. My piercing eyes looking into hers. I smirked, and knew she felt embarrassed at the fact that my nose was buried in her sweet pussy, smelling exactly what I was doing to her, but I couldn't bring myself to stop. Her sweet nectar smelled musky and heavenly. My dick was throbbing again, swollen insufferably harder.
My tongue darted out to lick the folds, as I looked down at the completely spread view of her vagina, slowly dragging my eyes back to hers. Slowly, too slowly, I bent down, pressing my tongue flat across her slit, licking up the nectar that seeped from within her heated core.
Eyes rolling back into my head, I moaned, sending erotic vibrations throughout her body.
"Oh, fuck..shit..motherfuck!" Bella screamed, as my tongue flicked her clit rapidly.
Pulling back abruptly, she looked at me with a mixed look of absolute frustration and desire. I smacked my lips together, my tongue swiping the leftover liquid of her sweet nectar off my lower lip.
Bella whimpered when my fingers came down to stroke her needy folds, giving her a desired amount of friction. She gasped at the feeling of my strong and sensual fingers teasing her swollen, pink, rosebud.
She pulled my hand away from her bare, wet sex and pulled my dripping, wet fingers into her mouth.
"Does tasting yourself on me turn you on, amore mio?" I moaned, in shock, as she swirled her tongue around my fingers. She hummed.
My dick was throbbing so hard, I thought it just might explode before I had a chance to make love to her. After she licked them clean, she brought them back to her sex and pushed them inside her.
"God, I want you." I moaned, as I pumped my fingers inside of her, Bella’s hand still on mine, as they moved inside of her.
I sat up, putting my hands on her knees, forcefully shoving them wider, ready to shove my cock deep inside of her. Crawling up her body, I crushed my lips to hers, forcing her mouth open, thrusting my tongue deep inside of her mouth, tasting herself once again.
With a thrust, my cock was buried deep inside her. As I held her knees down, I rocked my body into hers, hard and deep. Shuddering, enveloped in her warm, wet sex. I felt dizzy, and she gasped before sighing with pleasure.
Possessively, kneading her breasts, I growled, as I grounded myself into her with long and slow strokes.
"Oh God! Yes!" Bella groaned loudly.
"God has nothing to do with me fucking you. Scream my name," I grunted, as my rhythm picked up, my hands digging into her legs, slamming into her with as much force that I could, without hurting her.
"Edward..." she moaned, opening her eyes, calling my name. Her lips were so inviting, I had no choice but to obey and claim them. Bending over, capturing her lips to mine.
"Edward... oh, fuck... harder... yes... Edward," Bella was now becoming louder, as her body shook on the edge of another orgasm.
I pulled back, flicked her clit, and watched with fascination as her body trembled on the verge of the impending orgasm, her thrashing was beautiful, and made me proud that I was the one who caused her body to respond this way.
MINE... MINE... MINE. My brain and body screamed, with each thrust into her body.
“Cum for me, milk my cock,” I groaned, throwing my head back, as her body arched into mine.
"Edward!" She grunted as her muscles clenched and she came around my cock. With a few more thrusts of my hips, I came inside of her, spurting my seed deep within her bare sex.
Smiles and grins were expressed, as I was still buried within her. Once my cock was flaccid, I eased myself out of the hot haven, and pulled her to my body. I stood from the couch on shaky knees, cradling her to my chest, and carried us, naked through the house, to our master bath.
I turned the shower on, with Bella still clinging to my upper body, and waited for the water to heat. Once it was heated, I stepped in, letting Bella down, were we washed one another’s bodies.
I massaged her scalp as I washed her hair, and she returned the favor. As we finished, I stepped out first, grabbing a towel to dry Bella’s body as she stepped out of the shower.
“Now that you’re dry, go grab one of my button up shirts and a pair of panties to put on, we have somewhere we need to be,” I swatted her ass, and sent her on her way.
I dried myself off, and made my way into the bedroom. Taking in the sight of Bella, dressed exactly how I wanted her, she was gorgeous. I slipped into a pair of boxers, and grabbed Bella’s hand, leading her downstairs to what awaited us.
Walking out onto the back porch, there were two massage tables sat up, with two masseuses standing by, awaiting our arrival. I helped Bella out of the button up shirt, and helped her onto the table, where she laid face down. I quickly situated myself onto the other table, face down.
This was the first surprise, the second was in the yard, under the big oak tree. A canopy was set up, with twinkle lights spread about, and a candle light dinner. Once we had finished eating, I had had a tire swing set up in the oak tree, where I would push her. Then we would cuddle up on the blanket that laid upon the ground, with pillows scattered about, so we could watch the stars.
After the hour long massages, I helped her with her shirt, and guided her to our dinner. Her gasp was enough indication that she was surprise, and completely satisfied.
“Oh, Edward, thank you,” her hand covering her mouth, as tears streamed down her beautiful face.
“Don’t cry, amore mio, I wanted to do this for you,” I hugged her tiny frame to me, squeezing her, kissing the top of her head.
I pulled out her seat, letting her get situated, before I pushed it in. We were served Lobster Ravioli, salad, and garlic bread. We at in a companionable silence, with looks of love shared between us.
After we ate, I pulled Bella over to the tire swing, and helped her in. Her hair flowing out behind her, as I pushed her back and forth. The beautiful woman, who was sad just this morning, was now giggling like a child. I absorbed her energy and strength, her love for life, and her general happiness.
Once she was tired of the swing, I guided her over to the scattered pillows and blanket, were we spent the rest of the evening gazing at the stars, enjoying the calmness that radiated between us.
“Amore mio, il mio cuore, Lei è la più bella donna che io conosco. Io voglio ad esausto la mia vita con Lei.” I whispered, as her body succumbed to sleep. I gently lifted her in my arms, and carried her to the house, up to our bed.
Author's Notes:
So I don’t speak Italian, so I’m purely going off of a translation program, so if they aren’t correct, I sincerely apologize ahead of time.
Translations:
amore mio - my love
il mio cuore - my heart
Io voglio ad esausto la mia vita con Lei - I want to spend my life with you
Lei è la più bella donna che io conosco - You’re the most beautiful woman I know
The Bridges of Madison County was released in 1995 and starred Clint Eastwood.
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