(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
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