"That's not fair. I want to taste you too." I'm pouting. She bites my bottom lip and sucks it into her mouth. Looking right into my eyes she says,
"What are you waiting for?"
My hand is still in her hair and it takes me some time to decode her words due to my post orgasmic haze. The Imperador works faster than by brain and springs back to life pocking her on the thigh in the process. She smiles and averts her gaze from my eyes to my rock hard dick making it twitch between us. My ability to move returns and I grab her face between my hands pulling her towards me for a kiss. The kiss is hard and passionate, my tongue invades her mouth like I have to claim every inch of it. She follows my eagerness and kisses me back with the same fire.
With a loud groan I release her mouth leaving us both panting and gasping for air. I'm still holding her face and her eyes are heavy lidded searching mine. I give her a quick succession of pecks on her swollen lips before pushing her back onto the bed by her shoulders. She lies down on her back, brown hair flowing around her head like she's Medusa ready to hypnotize me. I stand on my knees beside her and take my time admiring her perfect figure. She squirms under my scrutinizing stare so I place my hand flat on her stomach. She's so tiny that my palm and long fingers almost cover the whole area of her abdomen.
"So beautiful," I whisper to myself. My fingers trace random patterns on the smooth skin of her belly. I circle her navel with my fingertips and her body shivers. Moving so I'm kneeling between her legs I caress both sides of her ribs with my two hands, travelling up and down, grazing her skin very gently. I'm fascinated with the feel of her body and my eyes follow every movement of my hands. I let my thumbs caress the underside of her breasts causing her to moan loudly and arch her back. Her nipples harden with anticipation; I lick my lips already dying with the need to suck them into my mouth again.
I scoop both of her breasts into my hands basking in how natural and soft they feel. They fit perfectly in my hands and I wish I could hold and carry them around forever. I roll both of her nipples with my thumbs and she gasps. I suck and lick both of them while she moans and tugs on my hair with her hands. She is probably going crazy with desire when I stop and slowly crawl backwards towards the end of the bed. Grabbing her legs from behind her knees I pull her down towards me forcefully, making her squeal and giggle. I look up at her and smile crookedly, her eyes flutter and she exhales with a sigh as I climb down from the bed and kneel on the floor in front of her.
Her legs are bent at the knees and her feet are resting on the edge of the mattress. I spread her legs apart giving me a full view of her peachy colored lips. Her pussy is swollen and dripping wet for me. I inhale deeply savouring her natural scent, all woman and Bella. Delicious. I hold her calves in my hands and trace all the way up her legs from the outside. When I reach her upper thighs I move my hands underneath her grabbing both her ass cheeks squeezing them a little. I push her down further by her hips so now her legs are dangling from the bed and her soaking wet pussy is right in my face.
She props herself onto her elbows letting her hair fall down around her shoulders and looks at me biting her lip. I gently place her right thigh on my shoulder exposing her even more. I turn my head to place open mouth kisses along the inside of her thigh. Those long slender legs have been haunting my thoughts and dreams for so many weeks now. I can't help myself and bite the inside of her inner thigh. She whimpers and throws her head back. It isn't a gentle bite. It leaves the imprint of my teeth on her creamy white skin and I don't feel sorry about it at all. I'm actually proud of myself as I lick the dents I made on her skin. Enough with the teasing I lower my mouth towards her core. Licking the tiny patch above her entrance first, I close my eyes and dip my tongue between her slick folds.
"Aaahhh!" She moans as I lick all the way down her clit to her opening. I open my eyes and she's watching me eat her intently. Her mouth is open and she's panting. Her hands are fisting the sheets and her hips buck up every time I circle her clit with my tongue. One of my hands holds the leg that's over my shoulder as the other one spreads her left thigh open. I alternate lapping at her clit with the flat of my tongue and circling it with the tip. I can feel the little bundle of nerves beginning to throb so I suck on it and moan when a fresh load of her juices floods my mouth.
"Oohhh Edward! Oh my Ggg…! She falls back on the bed; her head is shaking from side to side as I graze my teeth over her sensitive nub making it pulsate under my tongue with the force of her orgasm. I slow my ministrations but I don't remove my mouth from her pussy. I lick and drink every drop of her and she whimpers as I lightly stroke her oversensitive clit with my lips.
Her leg falls off my shoulder and her body lies limp on the bed. I can see that she's spent, and I wonder what my next move should be. Right now I want nothing more than to plunge The Imperador inside her hot tight pussy and make her scream my name again, but I'm not sure if she's up for it. Her eyes are still closed and her breath hasn't evened out yet. I climb back on the bed and lie down next to her pulling her worn out body on top of mine. Returning to the position we were in before; her head is resting on my chest as she intertwines one of her legs with my own.
After several minutes spent in silence she speaks up.
"You were my first"
"First what baby?" I'm not sure if she's very coherent at the moment. Maybe she's half asleep already.
"Hum, the first to go down… there." She mumbles.
"Oh! Really?" Those douches she's been with before are proving to be more and more stupid fucks. Who wouldn't want to go down on that delicious pussy of hers? On second thought I'm glad they didn't, and an involuntary smile spreads across my face as I realize I'll be the only one doing that to her. I mean…the first one, and probably the best she'll ever have.
"What's up with you and questioning my previous experiences?" She chuckles.
"I just find it hard to believe Bella," She chuckles, "you taste and feel delicious. I'm willing to do that to you every time you feel like it." I don't mean for it to come across as a joke but she chuckles again.
"I just wasn't intimate enough with Mike, and Eric thought it was disgusting. So he never did it."
"That Mike person is a douche bag and I'm sorry but I think that Eric guy is gay. Let's just please not talk about them anymore. Not until I can kick them on the nuts or something." She laughs out loud and I join her. After our laughter dies down she yawns and I ask trying my best to be subtle.
"So I guess I've really worn you out huh?" She lifts herself on one elbow and kisses me in the cheek.
"That was incredible Edward. I can't thank you enough." She bites down on her lip and looks at me shyly. "I am pretty tired, but I think I could help you out…" She strokes my cock with her hand and an involuntary groan escapes my lips.
"You…uh…you don't have to, Bella." But please don't stop!
"I want to." She leans closer and places kisses along my jaw line. Just as she's starting to increase the pace on her strokes her cell phone starts ringing from the inside of her purse. I glace at the clock on the nightstand and see that it's almost three in the morning. Who the fuck is calling her at this hour? I wonder if she'll ignore it but as her movements stills I know that she won't.
"I should probably get that," She sighs and stands up. "It could be Charlie or my mom," I nod as a response and turn on my side to watch her move around the room naked. The Imperador is screaming for attention so I wrap my hand around the shaft and continue to stroke myself lazily as I admire the slightly bounce of her breasts as she walks and her perky butt in the air as she bends down to get her phone. She shakes her head and smiles when she notices what I'm doing, but her happiness soon fades away as she looks on the phone screen and groans.
"Shit! It's that private number again!" As soon as she speaks the phone stops ringing. She sighs and sits down on the bed with her shoulders slumped and her phone still in hand. I pull my hand away from my dick and sit next to her, wrapping one arm around her waist and pulling her close to my side. As if on cue the fucking phone starts ringing again. Bella looks at me and her cell a few times before flipping it open and answering.
"Hello?" She barely whispers. A few seconds pass and she asks again louder this time. "Hello?" She looks up at me and shakes her head from side to side, standing up she paces in front of me.
"Who the fuck is this?" She shouts, "Answer me or stop calling!" In a flash I'm up and by her side taking the phone from her hand.
"Listen to me you sick mother fucker," my voice is calm but ice cold, "I'll be nice and give you a warning for now. Stop calling this number or I'll hunt you down and rip off your skinny fingers one by one so you won't ever be able to jack off or dial a fucking number again!" I hear a low hiss from the other side of the line before the call ends. I turn to Bella and she's staring at me wide eyed and trembling slightly.
I pull her into a hug and kiss the top of her head while stroking her hair.
"It's ok baby, it's just a stupid prank," I whisper trying to soothe her.
"I don't know Edward," her voice is strained and it sound like she's holding back tears, "I don't mean to sound like a giant baby but it's the third night in a row that this person has called. I thought it was nothing at first but now I'm getting scared," she barriers her face on my chest and sobs quietly.
"What do you mean third night Bella? You didn't tell me there was a call last night!" She looks up at me with her big brown eyes red rimmed from her tears. What's supposed to make her look bad only makes her eyes look more bright and light brown. I kiss her forehead and she closes her eyes before answering with a blush.
"I was pretty out of it last night," she smiles weakly, "I didn't even hear my cell phone ring while I was sleeping. Only when I woke up I saw that there were three missed calls, all from a private number. I didn't say anything because since I didn't answer, I couldn't tell if it was the same person from the day before; but now I have no doubt that it was."
"I think it is the same person too. Can you think of anyone who might be doing this? One of your jerk ex boyfriends?" She laughs and slaps me lightly on the chest.
"Of course not! I haven't talked to them in years. I can't think of anyone who would have a reason to do this. Maybe you're right, it must be just some random prank. Besides I'm sure they'll stop it now after your threat. You were very scary," I smile sheepishly and shrug my shoulders. I still have my arms wrapped around her waist and we stand there for a while before it begins to get awkward.
Bella steps away from my hold and pulls an over sized t-shirt which was on top of the dresser over her head. I pout when I lose the sight of her gorgeous tits and she laughs. I grab my boxers from where they were discarded on the floor and put them back on. It's clear we won't have any more action tonight. That mother fucker not only upset Bella but succeeded in killing my hard on. Maybe I should have him calling me in times of need like earlier today in the lake. He can make a career as a stiffy exterminator.
I'm just getting to my jeans when she tugs on my hand and looks at me from under her lashes blushing, obviously. I wonder if I'll ever grow tired of that blush. I'll bet you good money that I won't.
"Hum, do you think you could, maybe, hang around here with me for a while?" The blush increases with each word that comes out of her mouth. I want to say that she doesn't have to ask twice but she beats me to it. "I know it could be very awkward if our friends saw you leaving my room in the morning, but if you could just stay for a little longer... I feel safe around you."
Yes, bumping into Alice or Rose while leaving Bella's room in the morning would not be a good idea. They'd probably kick my ass before I could come up with any good explanation. They know I have my issues with relationships and would instantly assume that I'm taking advantage of Bella. As much as I would like to spend the night holding Bella in my arms, which is strange since I've never done it before. Today isn't the best time or place for that experience.
"Sure Bella. Do you wanna talk or lie down…" or have amazing hot sex…I'm sure the Imperador can get up in no time…
"Let's just lie down. If you don't mind!" She adds quickly. I don't even bother answering her and open up the bed for us. She lies on her side facing me and we stare at each other for a while.
"I was so sleepy a few minutes ago. But that creepy phone call definitely woke me up." She smiles.
"Do you want to talk or something? I'm sure there's something we can do to get you tired again." I smirk at her and she laughs.
"As tempting as it is, I really wanted to ask you something. You know, since our friendship has taken this more intimate turn. I feel really close to you, like you're fast becoming one of my closest friends if not my best one. I can't help but feel like I don't really know you that much. You're a very good listener, I've told you everything there is to know about me, but you don't talk much about yourself." Her voice is soft and soothing as she strokes the hair behind my ear eventually caressing my earlobe with her fingers.
"What do you want to know?" I knew this talk would come eventually, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon. I don't know if I'm ready to talk about my past, but I'm not sure if I can avoid answering her questions when she's lying here so close to me and I can still taste her in my mouth.
"Let's start with the million dollars question," She chuckles," I know you have been friends with the guys for a long time, since you were little right?" I nod. "Well, then how did you end up working as an actor for the company?"
"It wasn't really my choice, Bella. I was kinda messed up. I never went to college; in fact I barely finished high school. I spent some time roaming around doing shit with my life until Emmett convinced me to come and work for the company. He was just an intern at the time since he was still in college, but he managed to convince Daddy C. and The Chief to hire me. Unfortunately my bad reputation of fucking up everything I touched only left the actor spot for me to fill in." My voice grows more annoyed as I go on and I can sense that I'm distancing myself from her.
"Charlie talked to me about that-"
"WHAT?" I practically scream at her, "You talked to your father about this?" My eyes must be bugging out of my face. I can't even begin to imagine all the fucked up things The Chief must have told her about me. I'm feeling sick to my stomach, so I sit up and hold my knees to my chest. Bella sits next to me and rub small circles on my bare back with her hands.
"It's not like that Edward. Please don't be mad at me. I just wanted to know a little more about all of you guys and asked Charlie. He didn't say much I swear. You know how he keeps things to himself. He just said that you were in a lot of trouble before you joined the business and you couldn't be trusted working anywhere else besides in front of the cameras. That was all I swear!" Her voice is pleading and she takes my face between her small hands forcing me to look at her.
"You have nothing to me ashamed about. Whatever it is, you can trust me. I want to be close to you Edward. Please let me in." Her voice is low and she rest her forehead against mine closing her eyes. Her warm breath washes over my face and I relax instantly.
"I fucked up Bella," I whisper and she opens her eyes looking right into my own.
"It's ok Edward. Talk to me, you'll feel better. I promise." I nod and she pulls me back to lie down with my head on her chest as she runs her fingers through my hair. I sigh and decide to tell her everything, so I start from the beginning.
"I already told you some things about my father, Edward Sr. right?"
"Hum umm," She hums.
"Well, I told you he was a very busy man. He owned a weapons manufacturing company that had been on our family for generations. He travelled a lot and I barely saw him when I was a small child. He always came home bearing gifts for me and my mother Elizabeth. I was use to him not being around but I could see even from a very young age that my mom missed him a lot."
"She was a totally different person when he was at home. She smiled and sang; she painted beautiful pictures and wore pretty, colourful dresses. It made me happy to see her like that. Soon I started to recognize the light in her eyes when he was near her as love. She loved him a lot and cared for him with all her devotion while he was around," I could feel Bella nod and hear her hum in understanding as I speak. Her hands never stop caressing my hair.
"She understood that he had to be away from us because of his work. After all we lived in a very large mansion, had numerous different cars. I was very spoiled and had every single toy a young boy could imagine. Emmett and Jasper spent a lot of time around my house playing and my mother loved to have them there. I guess for her it was a distraction. Esme would come with them some times and they'd drink tea and talk all afternoon. When Daddy C was away taking care of his business Esme and the boys would spend entire weekends with us. We were all very close."
"That's how the Frother's thing started. I saw Esme as a second mom. I still do. And Carlisle was around us more than my own father, despite the fact that he was working hard to raise After Twilight with The Chief. As I grew older I started resenting my father, I saw how destroyed my mother would be when he left. I would hold her for hours while she cried when he didn't come back by the time he had promised he would. I didn't accept any of his gifts when he returned and stopped talking to him when he was home. I killed me to see my mother's anguish. At first I thought I recognized the same love my mother had in my father's eyes, but I eventually realized that it wasn't there. He didn't love her or me like she did."
"That must have been horrible for her Edward. And for you too, having to be there for your mom like that at such a young age."
"It was hard but her love for him made her overcome a lot and because of it I accepted him and his absence. One night when I was fifteen, it all came tumbling down. When I think back to it I can see that my mother died that night, even if it took two more years for her to actually pass away."
"What happened?" Bella is eagerly listening to my story and she seems very interested, so I go on.
"It was the middle of the night; my mother and I were already sleeping. I heard a big commotion in the living room and went downstairs to check it out. My mom had just entered the room when I got there and I could see her face light up when she spotted my father. He wasn't supposed to return home for another couple of weeks and we were really surprised to see him standing there. Unfortunately her expression soon became worried after she took in his appearance.
His clothes were dishevelled and he swayed from side to side on his spot. He was obviously very drunk. She asked me to help her hold him and take him upstairs for a shower but he kept swatting us away. He told us to sit down on the couch and began telling us what happened between fits of laughter. I never hated anyone like I did him at that moment. He destroyed us and laughed all the way through it."
"What did he say?"
"Long story short he said that he lost the company gambling. Apparently he had an addiction that we didn't know about and half of his trips were not even business related. He lost all we had including our house, cars my mom's jewellery, everything. He still had a lot of debts on top of that. You may not believe it but that wasn't the most shocking news of the night. What he said next broke my mom and me," I took a deep breath, "What he did to her then made me see that love isn't worth it. That when a person loves another too much like my mother did, your heart is bound to be broken."
"Oh my God Edward! You can't honestly believe that!" Bella's voice is cracking up and small sobs are ripping through her chest.
"You haven't heard it yet." I whisper and sit up again facing her this time. Quiet tears are running down her cheeks and she takes my hands into hers. "Are you sure you want to keep hearing this Bella? It's not a pretty story." She shakes her head vigorously.
"I didn't ask for a pretty story Edward. I asked for yours, and no matter what it is I want to know because I want to know you." She lightly squeezes my hands. I take a deep breath and continue,
"He retrieved the divorce papers from his jacket pocket and handed it to her." Bella gasped. "My mother shook violently in her seat and the only thing that kept me from beating the shit out of him was that I had to hold her still in my arms. He kindly explained that he had been having an affair with a woman called Victoria Harrington for the last couple of years and that they were getting married. Victoria came from a very rich and respected family of lawyers and her father's company took care of my father's business. Not well I might add otherwise he wouldn't have lost his share."
"The Masen name was well respected even if my father had only the clothes of his back at the time, so the union of the two families was welcomed in the community. The icing on the cake was that Victoria was pregnant and I would be getting a little brother or sister," I laugh darkly and Bella swallows loudly. I'm sure she must be feeling nauseous because that's exactly how I feel. She realizes my hesitation and nods for me to continue,
"Can you believe that he tried to hug me after saying that? His twisted drunk mind thought I would be happy with his news. When he came close I released my mother's sobbing figure on the couch and stood up. I punched him in the face with all the strength I could manage. He stumbled and fell on his ass. I couldn't believe my own eyes when my mother dropped from the couch to the floor and crawled towards him to assess his injures. That sight hurt more than the pain flashing through the hand with which I had punched him. He humiliated her and she still came back to him. That's what love does to people, it makes them weak and stupid."
"That's not true Edward. I'm sure your mother loved your father but from what I can tell her feelings towards him weren't healthy. She was too dependent and that's not what love is supposed to be."
"What is it then? What is it supposed to be?" I ask her with a sarcastic tone. She scolds at me and answers with irritation, throwing her arms up in the air,
"I don't know! But I hope to find out someday. I think that when you're in love you should feel happy and complete, but you should also respect and cherish the other person. Look around and you'll see love. I see it in Carlisle and Esme, in Alice and Jasper even in Emmett and Rose. They love each other very much in their own way. If you deny yourself that, you'll be a sad empty person for the rest of her life," I'm clenching my jaw and my mouth is set on a hard line. This subject is fucking uncomfortable.
"Do you want to know the rest or not?" I ask her a little bit too harshly but she doesn't seem daunted by my aggressiveness and nods holding my hands again.
"He called me a little brat and stood up leaving my mom lying there on the floor. He said that his lawyer, soon to be father in law, would contact my mom to get the signed papers from her, and that she should do it as fast as possible so he could move on with his life. He turned and left and I held my mom while she bawled on the floor. I still have nightmares about that night."
"We moved out of the house bringing only our clothes with us. Esme let us stay in a small house that belonged to her parents and my mother took jobs as a substitute arts teacher at some schools. She never became her old self again though; she never smiled, only wore dark clothes and didn't speak unless she absolutely had too. It got worse five months later when we discovered through the newspaper that my father and his pregnant mistress, his wife by that point, were killed in a tragic car accident. She cried for months and started drinking at night to sleep."
"She kept going on like this for two more years and just when I was starting my senior year in high school she passed away. The doctor's said that she basically died of sadness, or some shit like that. She just gave up, like she didn't have anything worth living for. I wasn't enough." Bella got up on her knees in front of me so that we were at eye level. She held my face between her hands and leaned closer whispering,
"Edward, you know none of this was your fault right? Look at me. You know that right?" I just shrug my shoulders. I wish I knew that, but I really can't help thinking that if my father loved me enough he would have cared about my future and saved the company. He wouldn't have cheated on my mother and started a new family. If my mother loved me enough she wouldn't have given up and died.
"I mean it! You were just a kid. Your father had problems with gambling and probably drinking. Your mother was clearly depressed. Nothing you could have done would have changed that. That's what they were. You can't blame yourself. Have you talked to someone about this? Like a doctor or something?"
"I had a few months of counselling at school when I started acting like a shithead, but it didn't help matters. She wanted to talk about my fucking feelings and by that time I only had anger left in me."
"What did you do? Where did you go when your mother died?" She sits back on her heels.
"Esme and Carlisle wanted to adopt me. There were a few months left before my eighteenth birthday so I went to live with them while they filled out the necessary paper work. Don't get me wrong, there are the closest things I have to parents now, but at that time I was really pissed. I thought they pitied me and I wouldn't have any of that. So I made it difficult for them to adopt me."
"How did you do it?"
"I ran away a few times, held wild parties at their house with drugs and alcohol. The neighbours called the police once and Carlisle almost got into serious trouble. I ditched school all the time and smoked a lot. The worst was when I stole Esme's car and crashed it into a tree. I was drunk and the car was completely destroyed afterwards. I don't know how I came out of it alive; I just had a nasty cut above my eyebrow." Bella doesn't speak but traces the faint scar above my forehead with her fingertip.
"All those stunts made the child services woman who held my case rule Esme and Carlisle incapable of taking care of me. Today I realize the severity of the shit I did. They could have lost their guardianship of Emmett and Jasper because of me. It's lucky they didn't, otherwise I wouldn't be able to live with myself today. She designated me to foster care but I ran away for good before they could take me."
"You lived on the streets?"
"No," I shake my head and chuckle, "I used my fake ID and got into a bar for some drinks. That bar was Zero Degrees, Kate had just opening up the place, and she saw right through my bullshit but let me stay there. She offered me a job; I moped the floors and cleaned the bathrooms. In exchange she let me sleep on a bunker bed in the storage room and have a few drinks once in a while. Her only condition was that I finished high school. I didn't know then, but she kept in touch with Carlisle all that time, he had followed me there that first day and decided to watch me from afar. He managed to give her my paper work from school and I studied on my own till I felt confident enough to take my GED and got my diploma." I use air quotes for diploma and Bella chuckles.
"But like the true fuck up that I was, or am, I fucked up and I had to leave Kate's as well. I was eighteen already and that's when the whole porn star thing begun. Your father was adamant that I couldn't be trusted to work for the company, not even operating the Xerox machine. He never forgave all the shit I did to Daddy C and I don't blame him. Eventually he decided that if I wanted to put my dick on display for the whole world to see it was my fucking problem. I couldn't be happier to agree, all I could think about was that a precious Masen would be having sex on camera for money. In my head it was the perfect payback in my dickhead father memory."
"Wait, let's rewind it a little. You said you fucked up at Kate's? What happened?" I grimace and look down. I sure as hell don't want to tell her this. Fuck! She's looking at me expectantly and I swallow hard before answering in a very quickly.
"Ikindasleptwithher."
"What?" I huff and repeat slowly grimacing again afterwards.
"I kinda slept with her." Bella's eyebrows shoot up and her mouth sets in an O.
"It was just one time when there was a bachelorette party for one of her friends at the bar. She had a lot to drink and I was a horny eighteen years old, so I took advantage of it. Things became really awkward after it happened so I decided I had to leave. She wasn't with Peter yet though." I add like that detail would make it right. Bella nods and sighs.
"I have to agree with you. Those were very fucked up things to have happened to young boy. I'm not saying that you're right. You sure as hell could have handled things differently, but I can see where you came from and how things were reasonable inside your head. I'm really sorry you had to go through all of that," She whispers the last part and holds my hands again, "And I'm really sorry my father gave you a hard time. Knowing him, he was probably being loyal to his friend and protecting him and their company." I nod and yawn, Bella yawns too reflexively and we both chuckle. I can hear little birds singing outside and I know that the morning sun will rise soon.
"I should probably go up to my room. I kept you up all night."
"I asked for it." She bites her lip. "Do you want to stay?" She asks in a small voice. I know it isn't right, but I don't have the strength to fight against my desires right now. I just nod and we both climb under the covers. Bella kisses my cheek.
"Good night Edward." She turns on her side with her back to me. Fuck this shit! I turn on my side too and wrap one arm around her waist spooning with her. Kissing the back of her head I sigh,
"Good night Bella."
