Mine

Mine
A riding crop and a blindfold doesn't make it BDSM. There is a big difference between being kinky and being in the scene. It's not a sexual thing to me, it's a very spiritual thing. ~ DominaBlue

7/19/12

Chapter 96 part 2


EPOV

A picture, that’s why Bella had my father stop at the house and that’s why she answered the door draped in fur. It took me a second or two before I understood and once I did it was easier to get over my disappointment. Of course Leah helped with that, the woman was a demon when it came to her craft, barking out orders that had me behind a screened partition changing into the black suit Bella had picked out. Once I emerged there seemed to be urgency in getting the shots done which I didn’t completely understand.

“What’s the hurry?”

“Jake’s coming home soon” Bella said as she got to her knees in front of me

“He’ll be angry?” It didn’t seem likely but stranger things have happened.

“No” Leah answered as she adjusted the lens on the camera “We have something to do before going to your house”

Looking up at me Bella whispered “I’ll tell you later”

Nodding at her we set to work, the suggestions Leah were making about how to stand, our expressions and where to place my hands didn’t seem to be working.  After a few minutes and at least ten different changes I was getting rather frustrated and Bella seemed to be struggling to get in the right frame of mind. I knew Bella really wanted the picture to be great however the whole vibe in the room seemed off and there was absolutely no sense in continuing if it wasn’t going to turn out right.

“Hold on a second Leah” I said, squatting down so I could speak quietly to Bella. She had a slight scowl on her face which I was sure contained a mixture of impatience and aggravation.

“What’s the matter baby?”

“It just feels wrong” yeah she was frustrated and I knew why

“Should I fix it?” at the responding nod I needed to make sure Bella was aware of what could happen. Letting my eyes shift to the woman who was impatiently waiting I cautioned “Leah might not approve of what I have in mind”

Biting her lip she thought for a moment then shrugged.

I guess she really wanted this picture

“Alright Isabella…remain quiet and stand up” offering my hand I stood taking Bella with me then spoke as diplomatically as possible. “Let’s do it again, except this time  don’t say anything Leah, let us do what comes natural and you just take whatever shot you want.”

“Go ahead” her tone told me she was rather irritated too.

I wasn’t sure if her mood was from me exerting control, the wasted time or Leah just being Leah. It didn’t exactly matter what she thought, Bella wanted the picture to be special and that would require a proper frame of mind.

Taking a step back so I was just out of arms reach from Bella I said her name as firmly as I could “Isabella” and gave the hand signal for her to come to me followed by the one to kneel. In that moment her whole demeanor changed. As she took the step towards me the tension in her face was gone and she settled gracefully to her knees. Placing my hand under her chin she lifted her eyes to mine allowing me to stare into the soul of my submissive.

Holding her gaze for a few moments to let her completely embrace the role I could see Leah filtering around my peripheral snapping off pictures. Releasing Bella’s chin I gave the signal to lower her eyes before resting my hands comfortably on her head. Standing there staring down at the woman before me I too was lost in the moment until Leah’s quiet voice interrupted us.

“That was beautiful”

Beautiful?   

I thought my actions were going to piss her off not make the cynical woman all sentimental

“I have an idea for one more pose…do you want to try it?”

“Sure” I answered before Bella could, then again if she was in sub mode there’s no why she would have said anything.

“Great…” excitement oozed from her as Leah pointed to the corner of the room “Edward can you bring that chair over?”

After helping Bella up I retrieve the black leather wing chair placing it where Leah pointed, then followed her instructions to open my jacket and loosen the tie.

“Ok…Edward you sit down and Bella loose the fur”

My girl stood there in shock for a moment before Leah lost the loving feeling she had a few minutes before “Let’s go! Jakes going to be here soon”

Bella broke out of her passive mood, snapping back “I hope to hell you’re going to get something to eat before you come over tonight”

“Why? Is dinner going to be late?”

“Well you have to make it first and then it takes time to bake”

“Yeah..yeah..yeah…” Leah rambled as she rolled her hands impatiently “…talk while you’re getting in Edward’s lap”

Leaving out a huff Bella dropped the fur to the floor and my dick shot to life.

Fucking beautiful

My own personal Aphrodite; settling her body into my lap and curling herself up into a semi fetal position making me shift my weight to hold her to me.

“That’s great, now do the same thing you did before”

Ignoring her sister, Bella rested her head against my shoulder and I set about getting my submissive back. It didn’t take long for the tension to leave or for the two of us to get lost within each other. Stoking her arm I kissed her forehead before resting my cheek on her head while I asked quietly “Did you have a nice lunch with my mother nâhtötse?”

“Ah, uh” nodding childishly while she snuggled in closer to my chest  

“That’s good, what did you eat?”

“Linguini and clams” shifting her head to look up at me she added “Connie says hello”

“Who?”

A satisfied smile played at her lips “Connie, she’s the hostess at the restaurant”

Try as I may it just wasn’t coming to me who Bella was talking about, still I had to know “Does it bother you she said something?”

Biting her lip Bella seemed to think about it before saying “No…not really…” she played with the loosened knot of my tie and glanced at me through her lashes “…you can’t help it you’re so irresistible”

The words along with the childish voice making me chuckle “only for you love…you’re the only one who I want to be appealing for”

“Leah…where are you!” at Jacob’s voice Bella stiffened in my arms, Seth ran towards the sound of his voice and Leah yelled “Don’t come in Jake!”

But it was too late

“Damn!” Jacob’s eyes widened and he spun around so fast I think I saw the blur from the air moving “It’s like Déjà vu …can’t you keep your fucking clothes on?”

It was Déjà vu and the irony was not lost on either Bella or me.

I was sure her face was beet red as she giggled into my neck and although my girl lay completely bare in my lap I couldn’t help but chuckle. In part because I knew the position Bella was in didn’t afford Jacob a view of anything except a butt cheek. More importantly he just didn’t look at Bella in a way that would make me uncomfortable.

“Oh you can’t see anything…” Leah came to our defense “…besides wait until you see the pictures”

“I don’t want to see the pictures” he grumbled walking out of the room before calling out “I want to bleach my fucking brain.”

Leah snickered as she struggled to bend over her belly to get the fur wrap off the floor, handing it to Bella while she warned her husband “Stop cursing, I swear if my baby’s first word is fuck…”

“The baby’s not even here yet” Jacob called from the outside the door while Bella gave me a smirk as she stood tucking the blanket around her like a towel.

“It doesn’t matter you should be practicing, besides you know damn well the baby can hear you from inside me…the poor thing’s going to be born wondering what ‘fucking’ is.”

“He already knows what fucking is, that’s how he got there after all” Leah scowled at Jacob’s comeback but didn’t get to say anything as he called out “Is it safe to come in yet?”

“Yes…” Bella said moving to go behind the screen to dress.

Jacob gave me a hard scowl when I passed him while putting the chair back into the corner causing me to defend myself “It wasn’t my idea”

“Yeah well…you certainly didn’t look like you objected”

Why in the world would I object?

“And you could have put your foot down to refused” glaring from me to his wife -who was attaching her camera to the computer – Jacob grumble “turning my house into the god damn playboy mansion…and I get yelled at for saying fuck”

Reemerging from behind the partition Bella giggled earning her a glare from Jacob too and Leah became excited as she flipped through the photo’s “Come here Heff look at how great these turned out”

Bella began to move towards her sister but Jacob stood his ground “I told you…I Don’t Want To See Them! Now will you turn that shit off because it’s already after five and the lab closes at six…”

As if she forgotten about the time Leah glanced over to the clock “Oh wow…ok”

It was like a whirlwind to get out of the house, Bella shoved the clothes I had been wearing into her tote, hooked Seth onto his leash and after hugging her sister and smiling slyly at Jacob the four of us left together. On the short ride home Bella told me Leah was slightly extra grouchy because she hadn’t been allowed to eat anything since noon. Apparently there was some sort of blood work she needed which required a six hour fast.

Pulling into the driveway I wondered “Is everything alright with the baby?”

“Yes...it’s just a standard glucose check. Normally they do it in the morning but since Jake has work and he didn’t want her out by herself…”

“She had to do it in the evening” I surmised and was surprised when Bella giggled “Yeah…so she was starving and …” she laughed slightly harder “…and blaming me”

It didn’t seem like something to laugh about “What’s so funny about blaming you”

“She was being such a bitch…” the giggles getting stronger “…I kept telling her all about the food I ate…especially the chocolate cake…” wiping the tears from her eyes Bella added “…she got so mad…” the laugher abruptly stopped as Bella glared at me and claimed “…Serves her right!”

Wow…my girl can be vindictive

“Remind me to not get on your side babe” I said with a chuckle as I got out of the car.

Taking the things Bella had brought to Leah’s upstairs with me, I changed back into the jeans and sweatshirt while Bella went to start on dinner. She might have thought it a bit of revenge to tease her sister with being able to eat but she wanted to at least have a snack prepared for when they arrived. In my estimation it sounded like a good idea, heaven help us if Leah got here and there was no food ready.
Coming back downstairs I was going to see if Bella needed any help  when the doorbell rang announcing the arrival of our overnight guest.

Alice had Mia perched on one hip, an overnight bag slug over the other shoulder and an overly excited little boy holding his own bag standing next to her.

“You changed the locks; I can’t get in the house Edward”

“Well hello to you too Alice” I said as Bella came from the kitchen to greet them with a cheerful “Hi guys”

“Hi Bella” Alice was still rather stoic setting Mia down – who ran to Bella with a gleeful ‘Unt Ella’ -  before handing me the overly packed bag.

“You didn’t give me the code Edward” we were still on the door situation.

“I didn’t give it to anyone” trying to pacify Alice was like trying to control the weather – it just wasn’t happening.

“What if there is an emergency, how are we supposed to get in?”

It didn’t figure into my calculations, each one of my family members always had a key to my home the same as I did to theirs. In part for easy access but more importantly in case of accidental lock out, with a keyless entry on our door that was no longer a concern.  The only reason to give anyone the code was out of courtesy and with Bella living here I just wasn’t comfortable with so many people knowing it. Not that I didn’t trust them to keep it a secret but more out of respect for her. After all the first weekend she was here Emmett had already busted in on us while she wasn’t exactly dressed for company. Of course since that time he had gotten a much better eyeful of the goods – sort of speaking.  Still until I spoke with Bella my family would have understand, it wasn’t just my privacy anymore.

“If that should happen the security company will notify the authorizes and if the need arises while we are away, then you’ll have to call me for the codes”

My sister’s eyes narrowed “Are you serious?”

Bella who had been speaking with Vinny about all the toys he had in his bag, recognized my sister’s tone of voice and took the two kids into the kitchen leaving me to deal with Alice.

“Yes I am very serious. This is not only my house anymore, Bella lives here too and until I’ve discussed it with her…”

“So you need Bella’s permissions to do something with your house that you pay for” the animosity coming from my sister was totally uncalled for as was the next statement. “Just tell her ‘this is the way it is’ and if she don’t like it, then too bad” 

“What is your problem?”

“Nothing…I had a really bad day and all I wanted to do was drop off Vinny but I get to the door and the whole lock system is changed…” glancing around past entrance way Alice huffed “…look at this place, the whole house is different…what is she taking over or something?”

Following her lead I too looked around, it was as clean as it always was yet it was homey, Granny V would have called it ‘lived in’. Small touches of Bella’s existence seemed to be everywhere adding to the warmth of the home which made my sisters ire all the more unreasonable because I liked it.

“Alice do you have something against Bella?”

“No of course not, I like Bella in fact I spent almost two hours on the phone with mom this afternoon talking about nothing but Bella”

Something in the way she said the word but made me wonder “What about Bella?”

Alice rolled her eyes “Mom was telling me how great their lunch went and wonderful she thinks Bella is for you and how much she likes her. She kept going on and on about wedding plans, where to hold a bridal shower and the engagement party.  I swear mom was more excited about planning a wedding for you and Bella then she was mine”

Oh…that’s the problem

Alice was a generous person who loved her family and cared for her friends but she was also a bit of a ‘princess’. She was not only the youngest but also the only girl and our parents – along with Emmett and me and especially Jasper – had spoiled her. My sister was used to being the center of attention, she expected, even demanded us to cater to her. At that moment Bella was the shiny new toy making Alice have to step out of the limelight and like any spoiled brat who wasn’t getting her way, she was throwing a tantrum.

Looking over my shoulder I was glad to see the swinging door to the kitchen had been closed as I didn’t want our conversation to be overheard. “ I really wish you and mom would not be making plans without Bella’s input, especially since I don’t even have the ring yet or an answer from her.”

“Oh… like she’s going to turn you down.” The conceitedness coming through loud and clear “please Edward…Bella Swan becoming a Cullen is like dream come true.”

Something in the way Alice spoke gave me a slightly nauseous feeling in my stomach “You make it sound like Bella is the only one gaining from our union”

“You know the family she comes from Edward, for god’s sake Bella told you she wore clothes brought at yard sales. Why in the world would she turn down the finical stability you can give her…”

I was completely stunned by what was being implied “We love each other Alice”

“I know” the smile she gave not completely reaching her eyes “but you have to admit, coming from the life she had to what you can give her …”

“You know Bella is finically stable, she has her own portfolio” which reminded me to have Bella make an appointment with Financial Advisor.

“I know…but it’s nothing compared to ours…” she seemed to think for a moment “…you should make sure to see a lawyer about a pre-nup…”

“What?” That was totally uncalled for “Did you have one?”

My question caused her to look at me like I had just slapped her “of course not…but Jazzy and I come from the same place…I’m not saying Bella doesn’t love you, but she’s already been divorced once…”

“And you know why, you’re the one who told mom he was an asshole”

“Right…” the smug smile was back “…and she knew what he was like but married him anyway. I like Bella, she’s my friend and she’ll be my sister but I just don’t want her to get tired of your lifestyle like she did with her first husband.”

“What the hell are you talking about? You think Bella enjoyed what was done to her…”

“Look Edward when we were at the beach Rose was reading some stupid survey and the question was ‘have you ever regretted sleeping with someone’. Bella said ‘yes’ she regretted every time with him.” Raising her eyebrow she asked “If it was so bad, why would she marry him?”

There was a time when I asked myself the same question, however since then I had come to understand my girl so well that I knew the answer. I could have gotten all psychological on Alice, explaining Bella’s abandonment issues, lack of confidence and isolation from her peers. All of which made her easy prey to a calculating psychopath hell bent on getting what he wanted. However none of those things were any of my sister’s business instead I gave a basic reply.

“Bella was young when she married him; she made a mistake that a lot of small town girls make”

“Exactly Edward…Bella is small town who wants to live big city life. And judging from the way the house looks” waving her hand like a game show hostess “you’re giving her exactly what she wants.”

I had no idea what that meant, there were a few personal touches, nothing of any great expense, in fact everything was brought from Bella’s house. In the six weeks she had been living with me no furniture had been added, no major appliance had been replaced and there had been no remodeling of rooms. I didn’t count the master bath because that had already been a planned event way before Bella’s arrival. Although I did upgrade to the luxury model tub - with her in mind – it was still my doing not hers and in the long run would pay for itself in added value to the house.  

So I was majorly confused

“I thought you said you liked Bella?”    

“I do…all I’m saying is she’s not like us”

“You mean those of us who have an Ivy League educations” It was childish on my part because I knew damn well Jasper could have gone to a prestigious college had his parents backed him up. But Alice was a completely different story…”Oh…that’s right I guess in that instance you would be less like me then Bella”

Yeah that pissed her off

“I don’t want to fight with you Edward and believe it or not I’m very happy for you and Bella. It’s just there are obstacles I’m not sure you’re considering”

Because I’m a glutton for punishment or maybe I just wanted this all out in the open, I prompted “Such as?”

Cocking her head to the side Alice asked “Do you know if she was married in a Catholic Church?”

At my shrug she made it a point to fill me in on why that was important “If she was then she’ll have to get an annulment to be married again, that’s going to take some time and a signature from her ex-husband.”

 “Then we’ll get married someplace else” it seemed simple enough to me however Alice was livid

“What? Mom would have a fit; in fact I’ll bet she wouldn’t attend if you don’t get married at the church”

“That would be her loss. For all I care it wouldn’t matter to me if we got married at the drive through chapel in Vegas.”

“You’re serious?”

Narrowing my eyes I made it clear this conversation was not going to end in a way that would make Alice happy

“I am dead serious. And whoever doesn’t like it, can kiss my ass. That includes you, mom or the fucking man in the moon.”

“You really would choose Bella over your family?”

Was she fucking serious?

“Hopefully Bella is going to be my wife…that makes her the closest family member I have.”

I had no idea how our conversation went from Alice not having keys to the house to me basically giving my sister an ultimatum, yet that’s what happened, and she was not at all happy.

“Maybe it’s not a good idea for my son to stay here”

“Why?” she could be mad at me but Vinny didn’t do anything.

“I just don’t think this is the best atmosphere for my child to be exposed to”

Her comment was totally uncalled for and I wasn’t going to just cower away from her pompous attitude “When the hell did you get so fucking condescending?”

Her mouth dropped open “I’m taking my son home!”

I wasn’t going to beg her however I thought maybe it might be possible to appeal to her sense of fairness.

“Alice, I have no idea where all this hostility came from or what makes you think Vinny would be unsafe under my care. But that little boy in there has been excited about spending the night since last week. Bella planned an evening full of games and movies and tomorrow I was taking him to lunch. If you want to be annoyed at me, for whatever reason, go right ahead. I have broad shoulders so I can handle it, however taking your resentment out on your son, is uncalled for. ”

“You think I’m a bad mother?”

What the fuck is up with women?

I began to wonder if Alice was – as Jacob put it - on the rag

“I would never say that and you know damn well I think you’re a great mother who loves her children and wants nothing but the best for them. All I’m saying is you’re annoyed at me and letting that get in the way of your judgment. Just please step back, calm down and think for minute before making a decision”

There really was no sense in Alice being so angry and she was definitely angry, standing there staring daggers at me for what seemed like an eternity.

After a few minutes calmness returned to Alice’s features as she sighed “I’m sorry…” moisture filled her eyes “…it’s just been a really bad day…” tears falling from her eyes “…all I wanted to do…” she started gasping for breath as she sobbed “…if I have to spend…the next nine months listening to mom…”

“Shhhh…it’s ok Alice” I said wrapping my arms around her and letting her cry.

When she wouldn’t stop I was beginning to get worried. Granted the only emotional female I ever really comforted was Bella, normally she would calm down in my arms; Alice just seemed to get worse.

Then the tears stopped as suddenly as they had started, sniffling as she stepped away from me Alice gave me a sad smile. “I didn’t mean any of that stuff Edward…honest, I’m so happy for you…”

The tears began to flow again while she spoke through stuttering breathes “…I rea…really am…you’re nev…never going to be …alone…ever again…you’re…going to ..get…get everything…you de…deserve”

“Are you alright Alice?” I was beginning to wonder if my sister was on some kind medication

“I’m fine” she said with a half-smile wiping her cheeks with the back of her hand “let me go get Mia and say good bye to Vinny”

I stood there dumbfounded, we had just been through one of the worse disagreements we’ve had in a long time followed by a crying fit and then she was acting like nothing had happened.

She was fucking crazy and a mess “Do you want to go wash your face first” 

“Yeah…that would be a good idea” she said before expectantly jumping up to hug me “I love you big brother”

“I love you too Alice” I said patting her back “But right now your scaring the shit out of me”

And as if the barrage of emotions hadn’t been enough - she fucking laughed

Women…what the fuck is the matter with them?

7/14/12

Chapter 96 - part 1


BPOV

“Bella arch your back and stick your ass out more”

I was getting kind of tired of the bossiness, I was glad for Leah’s help after all I had no idea what to get Edward for his birthday. I had already given him the season tickets but I wanted to surprise him with an actual gift. After all everyone likes to open presents and since he is always talking about how much he likes to unwrap me I thought a few personal photos would be an excellent idea.

However after nearly two hours of listening to Leah’s directions I was beginning to have my doubts. Looking over my shoulder I gave her an icy glare “You know for someone who didn’t even want to do this you sure is bossy”

“It’s not that I didn’t want to do it. What I said was I’ve never taken erotic pictures before. But if my name is going on these, then you can bet your sweet-ass they are going to be perfect. Now stick your butt out so I can get the shot and we can move on to the next pose before Edward gets here”

Turning my head back to face the wall I steeled my outstretched arms, arching my back and not even commenting when she demanded I point my toe more. I couldn’t really complain because it was partly my fault we were running behind. Lunch with Esme had gone slightly longer then I had expected, mostly because she insisted on showing me the banquet halls. It was a little strange she would make such a spectacle just so I could see where Rose’s shower was going to be held. It was of course spectacularly beautiful, the views alone where amazing. However the rich gold tones, lavish chandeliers and marble walls were slightly ostentatious for my taste.

I would never say that to Esme’s face as judging from conversations we had, it was clear that Edward’s mother was accustomed to fine things. Not that she came off as pretentious just she had a ‘spare no expense’ attitude. She wasn’t putting on a show to impress anyone; Esme Cullen was a woman who thought lavishness was an ingrained female quality. I suppose with Rose and especially Alice she would be correct.

Me I was more of the home grown type, the sentiment was more important than the cost, not that I didn’t splurge on occasion it just wasn’t a normal occurrence. I wasn’t raised to rent a hall with caterers for parties, or to order a birthday cake from the bakery. It seemed to mean more when you woke up to the aroma of the cake baking, knowing someone got up early to make your day special. It was my plan to do that for Edward and balked at the suggestion she bring the cake. It was already a concession on his mother’s part to allow me to host the party and I didn’t want to hurt Esme’s feelings or take anything away from her but I really wanted to bake Edward's cake.

I also got a small idea of Esme’s aversion to our lifestyle; she had a taste of the violence men caused women. The firsthand experience had left a lasting impression on her, I believe in Esme’s mind she sees Jane as weak, or worse, a whore who belittles herself to gain the acceptance of a man. I knew that Jane came from a working class family – much like I did – and I wondered if Esme thought Jane’s motives were for financial gain. That thought didn’t set well with me because I knew of the love Aro had for his slave, the devotion it took to see to her needs, and the mutual respect needed to be successful. It also worried me that if Edward’s mother could think so little of a woman who has been with her brother for thirty years – what did she think me?

I didn’t really dwell on those thoughts because it seemed very clear Esme had no animosity towards me. She was warm friendly and open however I also felt like I was under some sort litmus test, a hidden agenda to get information from me. Esme was never rude or overly aggressive in her attempts and to be honest I can’t say I blamed her either. If my son was suddenly not only entertaining a woman but also moving her into his home I’m sure I would want to check her out too.  

It was something I had tried to make Edward understand earlier, moving in with him to play house would make me look like some gold-digging little harlot. Despite the fact of my insisting to pay something towards the bills I would only ever be the woman mooching off him so he had a permanent fuck buddy. Maybe that was a harsh comparison, yet that’s how I felt.

Even with Carlisle who had already mentioned he thought of me as a daughter it was still rather unnerving to have him notice my obvious presence in Edward’s house. He had insisted on going inside with me to get the garment bag with Edward’s suit and the tote I had gathered with the rest of the stuff I needed. When I came down stairs he was standing in the dining room looking at the picture of ‘Mother Nature’ we had hung on the wall.

Turning to me he took the garment bag from my hands, laid it in the table and focused back on the piece of art “This is new”

“Yes” there was no reason to deny it “Edward bought it in Oregon. He said she reminded him of me, but I don’t really see the resemblance”

Glancing from me to the picture he hummed “Hmmmm…maybe it’s the hair and eye color”

That was true, the woman depicted had the same chestnut hair and brown eyes but Edward had said the similarities were more the intuition and underlying desire she held in her gaze.  There was no way in hell I was going to mention that.

Carlisle glanced around the room with an impassive eye “There seems to be a great number of additions”

Following his lead I took notice of a few framed pictures on the buffet and the rocks we had painted but hadn’t gotten to put outside yet. My roses Edward had bought me on vacation were still in full bloom sitting in the middle of the dining room table. But the most telling part of my presence was Seth lying on the floor by my feet. I got a sudden need to explain the existence of my things taking over his son’s home.

“I’m only here temporally” once it was said the words made it seem like I was forcing myself on Edward and emptying his wallet along the way so I quickly justified myself “It was Edward’s idea I stay for a few weeks but I  still have my own house. I would never expect him to change anything for me and I didn’t ask him to buy the picture, he did that all on his own”

Carlisle narrowed his eyes as if scrutinizing my words and I took that to mean he wanted more of an explanation of our arrangement. “I don’t let Edward foot the bill for everything, we split the groceries and I offered to share the utilities but he won’t hear of it. I did however buy the stained glass window for the kitchen.”

The look I was getting made me think Carlisle wanted to see what I was talking about; sliding the tote off my arm and onto the table I motioned for him to follow me “I’ll show you”

Seth trailed after us into the kitchen, going over to the counter where his jar of doggy treats sat next to the refrigerator; staring up at it to let me know he wanted one. Twisting open the lid I glanced over my shoulder to see Carlisle once again taking in the décor. Following his roaming eye across the yellow cloth covered table with the mosaic napkin holder and matching salt and pepper set perched in the middle of it. Next came the mug-tree of mix-matched cups on the counter alongside of the new coffee maker, then on to the red wicker basket filled with fresh fruits. The last thing he looked at was Seth’s bone shaped rubber mat situated in the corner where his food and water dishes were.  

Giving Seth the treat I watched Carlisle’s eyes settle on the item we came to see. Even with the grey rainy sky the yellow rose bush surrounded by the fluttering wings of the blue butterflies seemed to brighten the room.

“Wow…that’s…colorful”

Not sure if that was a good thing or not I had to ask “Too much?”

Giving me a smile Carlisle shook his head “Not for me, I enjoy color; I’m just a little stunned because Edward has always been more…restrained when it came to decorating. His taste ran more towards stark institutional whiteness with very little accessories.”

That was true; when Edward suggested I bring Seth here for our usual weekends I commented ‘but your house is so…white’ Carlisle had described it perfectly Stark White without a thing out of place or sitting around. At first I thought it might have been a border line case of compulsive behavior but I quickly realized it was just that Edward thrived on order – that included chaotic order. As long as things were in their proper place and had a good reason for being there, he was perfectly fine.

“Edward just likes things clean” I said in an attempt to defend my man

“This house was always almost too clean and in my opinion lacked any personality so this is quite a change from what I’m used to.  The throw blankets over the couch, the framed photos on table tops, and everyday items sitting around are just…” Carlisle trailed off as he looked around the room once more before adding

“It’s like a different house, but I guess that’s what happens when a woman moves in…”

I told Edward this was going to happen

“…she adds a womanly touch that turns a house into a home”

What?

“A woman tends to bring out the feminine side of us…” he smiled slyly “…in a completely macho way of course.” His laughter making me giggle as he went on “I believe it’s supposed to be that way, when’s it time for a man to…” 

To what?

“…grow up…” Carlisle smiled like he was recalling some inside joke “…and we begin to appreciate the charms of the fairer sex – no offence” holding up his hand while I shook my head in dismissal “…we have a tendency to change so we can accommodate them. After all like I said it’s the woman who makes the house a home and if the man keeps fighting her simply because he’s not ready to give up his realm…well it becomes a constant struggle for dominance – don’t you think?”
 
I understood what he was saying, Edward making changes or allowing me to add some personal touches was a sign he was ready for a meaningful relationship. What Carlisle said made total sense and it was a definite sign of male maturity. However all I could think about was the underlining message of his little speech.

“You…you don’t care that I’m staying here?”

“Not at all” he gave a little chuckle “My son’s a grown man he can have anyone here he wants, so it wouldn’t really matter even if I did object”

Dropping my gaze I grumbled under my breath “It would matter to me”

“I know…” my eyes shot to his, there was an emotion there I didn’t quite understand “…and that’s one of those things I admire about you Bella – Your integrity”

He admires my integrity?

As if he could read my mind Carlisle gave me a smile and explained “I knew the type of young woman you were the first time I met you.  It was so clear you were enamored with Edward yet rather than try to impress him, or me, your major concern was for Sally’s welfare.”

That was the night after Edward and I had met, it had been a long day at The Center and I was having dinner at the pub with Carol.

“I went home that night and told Esme I had met the woman our son was going to...fall in love with”

“You did?” total amazement colored my tone

“Yes…” he said with a nod and a satisfied grin “I most certainly did.”

Smiling back at him I admitted “I love him too”

“I know…I can tell. And it’s that love you have for my child that makes Esme and I love you in return. I told you the other night, to us you are family, in our hearts you are our daughter”

The sincerity of his voice told me Carlisle meant every word he just said. Edward’s parents didn’t think I was some gold-digging Jezebel, or a silly hick girl from bum-fucked Forks. Esme wasn’t just trying to drill me for information she was trying to get to know the person who she was inviting into her life. I wasn’t an outsider, or the girl their son was presently bedding. They didn’t expect me to be here today and gone tomorrow, his parents were anticipating me to be part of their lives for a long time.

Overcome with a feeling of acceptance I didn’t think twice about what I was doing as I hugged myself to Carlisle and there was no awkward moment or hesitation on his part to return the embrace.

“Thank you for making me feel like family”

“You don’t have to feel like anything Bella” he said placing a fatherly kiss on the top of my head “You already are…so just…be”

Being with Carlisle reminded me of Billy; no matter how old I was there was always a safe place in his lap and strong arms to protect me. I had told Esme earlier Phil was my daddy, but so was Billy, he offered me unconditional love.  No condemnation or accusations, just pure fatherly affection, much as I assumed Carlisle would also do.

Giving me a squeeze Carlisle spoke with an amused tone “Well now that we’re all family, would you mind telling me why there’s a pile of rocks on the sideboard in the dining room?”

Backing away I gave a laugh “Those are our souvenirs”

Wide curious eyes met mine “You couldn’t just buy a t-shirt?”

I shrugged “Rocks are free, they last forever and I never have to launder them”

“I stand corrected” he said with a chuckle but quickly seemed to grasp the idea when I showed him one of the rocks with Hooker-Red nail polish spelling out the words ‘Lincoln City OR’ over the date ‘June 2010.’ I had hoped the future would bring us many more eternal mementos’ but those rocks were special as they were our first ones.

“Ok Bells…take off those things off and let’s get set up for the last shots” Leah’s voice brought me back to the task at hand.

“Can I at least see the pictures?” Not bothering to remove the purple fringed panties or wide black bow she had tied around my hips.

“I’ll show them to you later” glancing at the clock she gave me an exacerbated sigh “We only have twenty minutes until Edward gets here so hurry up or you’ll ruin the surprise”

Reaching behind my back to pull the ribbon open I was rather dissatisfied with her answer “I thought you didn’t even like Edward”

“I never said that” my mouth dropped open as I stared at her in total disbelief  which Leah  acknowledged with a serene smile “I said I was leery of him, there is a big difference between caution and dislike. But he’s starting to grow on me, besides…”

“I know, I know your putting your name on these pictures”

“See you think you know everything…” the smugness rolling off her “…what I was going to say is I can tell Edward really loves you…and…” her eyes raked over my exposed skin “… since I am absolutely sure there are definitely no bruises on your body I can be happy for you. Now hurry up and get naked.”

The blush warmed my skin, not that I was embarrassed to be nude in front of Leah; after all we have been taking baths together since I could remember. We shared a room and changed in front of each other all the time, modesty was not something you could afford when you lived in small homes. Besides, Native American’s had no misgivings about flaunting the natural state of the body. Human sexuality was a normal part of living and in a sense a form of worship to the great father. It was a way of honoring him for the miraculous body he supplied you with.

The self-consciousness was a product of the provocative poses Leah had placed me in. When I first suggested the photo-shoot it hadn’t really dawned on me what I was going to have to do. I also wasn’t exactly sure what positions to use. Leaving the finer details to Leah I made only two demands against her artistic liberties. First under no circumstances was there to be any nipple showing and second, absolutely no crotch shots.  
                                                                             
Even with following my rules it was still rather daunting to stand before the camera exposed as I was, the worst part was I hadn’t even been completely naked yet. Making my awkwardness harder to understand was the fact that I had not only been filmed nude by Edward but was also captured engaging in rather lewd acts of degradation. None of which really bothered me, neither the filming nor the watching of it, so why in the world partially nude still shots seemed so horrific was beyond me. All I could reason was it was the person behind the camera that made the difference.

With Edward I felt sensual, erotic and aroused – it was easy to forget about what was happening so I could get lost in the sensations and enjoy the experience.

With Leah it seemed dirty, offensive and naughty – and not in a good kind of naughty but more like it was something you hoped your father didn’t catch you doing.

It just seemed wrong to show my sister the uninhibited me. At first I thought it was because it was immoral to be so forward in front of anyone expect Edward. Yet that couldn’t be, because I had no reservations about acting on my licentious desires in front of people at the club. Or in other public places like restaurants and parking lots, when Edward said it was ok to let go…I did as he ordered.

It sort of reminded me of the saying ‘Let go and Let God’ – meaning one needs to recognize a higher power, give themselves over to it and allow whatever it is to direct their life.

I suppose my motto should be ‘Let go and Let Master.’

Grinning at the thought I realized that’s where the problem lied, I was self-conscious because whenever I had let go of those ‘good girl’ inhibitions – the ones that say ‘a proper woman’ would never behave like this – it was always under Edward’s demand.

It was my eyes watching the live sex scene, my body orgasmed in ecstasy while total strangers looked on and I‘m the one who walked around scantily dressed, yet it  was Master’s will that made those acts acceptable.

I needed to harness the submissive in me just enough to let go, otherwise my discomfort was going to show and ruin the picture. The other poses Leah had me in were not total nudes and they didn’t exactly show my full face. The last one was the most exciting but also the most intimidating.

“Hurry up Bella or I swear we’re not going to have time” Leah was rushing to put a white silk throw on the floor while I removed the scraps of fabric which barely covered my bottom.

“Come on lay down on your belly, knees bent, toes pointed to the ceiling”

As I got into position she had me raise my shoulders up, resting my upper body weight on my elbows. Stepping back she continued to bark orders about how to position my feet and hands. Once she was happy Leah got a rope made of pearly beads and started draping it around my lower half, even dangling some from my toes.  Looking through her camera she made a few adjustments to the backdrop and my hair before snapping off the photos.

“Are you sure my nipples aren’t showing?”

“Your nipples aren’t showing!” she snapped “Would you please try to concentrate on something sexy”

While her fingers clicked away she continued to give me directions to help me focus but I found I needed to tune her out. Sexy wasn’t exactly what I was going for, in my mind I went through the exercises I use when preparing myself for Master.

“That’s better Bells…look directly into the camera and …”

Think of Master

I thought the words as Leah said them, only she used his name while I used the title.

She adjusted my feet and hands a few more times along with the angle of my face while she moved around snapping off more pictures. Once she was finally done and the pearls were removed I was able to get up. Slipping on my pink silk robe I did my hair for the photo with Edward and stuffed the rest of the things I had used into the tote bag. Glancing at the clock, I surprised to see it was four-fifteen when the door bell rung sending Seth in a barking frenzy towards it.

“Go get your man” Leah said with a smirk as she tossed me the fur covered blanket “I’ll finish getting this set up”

It always amazes me how just seeing him can take my breath away and watching his eyes nearly pop out of his head at what I was wearing certainly did boost my morale. I couldn’t help but tease him by mentioning the ten minute time limit and his need to undress. I knew damn well where his mind would go so I played it up, making him follow me like a puppy with his tongue hanging out. I cringed a little bit when Edward asked where Leah was and called me nâhtötse. It was still up in the air how my dear sister would handle him calling me pet but she didn’t really seem to care. In fact the smirk on Leah’s face made me laugh yet that was nothing compared to the expression on Edward.

In a matter of mere seconds he went through at least five different emotions until all that was left was the blank stare of disappointment. My laughter earned me a completely new look – irritation- Edward hated when I teased him but it really was his own fault. Did the man honestly think I was going to give him the blow job of his life at Leah’s house? Edward had left the time and the place up to me with a deadline of six pm Friday; I planned to use that to my advantage.

Part of my stagy was simple postponement; much like Master does to me when we’re in the playroom. He’ll stand back making me wait for him until the anticipation and sexual tension is so thick I’m ready to pop with a simple touch.  I was going to use the same power play, only in the form of sexual denial.  There wasn’t anything I could do about our usual Wednesday night playtime but from then on, I was going to cock-block him every step of the way. I figured between all the teasing, unfulfilled sexual tension, and pure eagerness the scales would be tilted in my favor.

The question was…how much was I going to pay for it afterwards? And was a bowl of Fruity Pebbles really worth all of this?

Looking at Edward with a smirk on my face I decided it didn’t matter how he repaid me because those sweet crunchy little crisp of fruity goodness were worth it.