Chapter 8

BPOV

Edward took my hand leading me to the door off the kitchen, flipping on the light that showed the way down the stairs. I had a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach, and I couldn’t tell if it was excitement or fear. Probably a little bit of both. Edward was one step behind me, which was a good thing; because it ensured that I couldn’t turn around and run. I kept telling myself, this is what I have been fantasizing about for years. The life I wanted was just a few more steps in front of me. With that thought, my excitement grew.

At the bottom, there was another door, Edward took his keys out, and unlocked it. When he opened the door, there was a dim light illuminating the area. He flipped the switch on the wall, the click that sounded in the quiet room, startled me. The whole room was bathed in a bright light, allowing me to take in the sight before me. I could feel Edwards gaze on me, waiting for my reaction. I couldn’t talk at the moment, as my eyes scanned his playroom, my breathing increased and I had to bite my lip to hold in the excitement that threatened to erupt.

The room was one large space that appeared to span the whole area of the house. Two support beams were the only thing that seemed to separate the space. The walls were mostly mirrored. What wasn’t covered had been painted a deep burgundy color. Directly in front of the door, against the north wall, was a four-poster dark cherry canopy bed.

The mattress was covered in black silk. A gold silk comforter and four fluffy pillows sat on the foot of the bed. Two large black leather wing chairs faced towards it, creating a small sitting area, complete with a cherry coffee table. I wondered who sat there and what would they be watching. I squeezed my thighs together and could feel the heat in my face grow at the thought.

Edward must have still been watching me, because he chuckled softly behind me. His hand was still on my back, I’m sure he could feel the labor of my breathing. He guided me forward so I was standing directly behind one of the chairs. I looked at myself in the mirrors behind the bed; my eyes were large with excitement.

Any fear I had while walking down the steps was gone now. In its place was pure yearning. To the right of the mirrors was a wooded case that should have held pool cues, but this one held seven different canes’ of various sizes and widths.

To the left a wooden structure contained whips and floggers for easy access. Edward guided me over to the structure and I so desperately wanted to reach out and touch the whips, but I refrained. Pushed in the corner were a spanking stool and something that resembled a pommel horse without handles. Both made of dark wood and covered in black leather.

“This is the media center” Edward said as he slid open a mirrored door to reveal a flat screen TV mounted on the wall. Underneath were shelves that contained a stereo, camera and video equipment, with the whole bottom shelve being filled with CD’s and DVD’s

Next to the media center was a curio cabinet, he didn’t open it, but told me that was where he kept the toys. I nodded, I know he wanted me to speak but I still hadn’t been able to.
The last thing on that wall was a series of hooks that held paddles, slappers, and crops, at the very bottom hung six different colored ropes. I couldn’t help myself this time, and I bent down to run my finger over them. Edward placed his hands on my shoulders, making me stand “Soon Isabella...soon”

I looked at him, his eyes were dark “We have more to talk about, before we can come down here.” I left out a breath

“How much more?” He smiled “Come I’ll show you the rest.”

He opened another door “This is the bathroom, shower, tub, toilet” I looked inside, it was standard, painted a soft blue color with while fixtures, the only upgrade was the large claw foot tub. On the other side of the stairs he opened more doors. “This is your closet, you’ll change or undress in here.”

“Ok...umm do I bring my things?” he shrugged “Alice is working on some things, we’ll go shopping, I’m sure Rose or Alice will go shopping with you. Anything you put in here is to be approved by me.”

I glanced inside; it was larger than I anticipated, with a chest of drawers and a rack to hang outfits on. There was a small bench and the back wall had a full length mirror. “What if I want to surprise you?” I asked. He smiled “Surprise me upstairs, in my bedroom, or at your house...” he shook his head “Not in the playroom, even if I like the surprise, you will be punished.” ok…I guess that answered that question.

He shut the door, pointing to the last door “This is storage.”

I acknowledged him with a slight nod. In the far corner of the east wall set on an angle facing the chairs was a St Andrews Cross covered in black leather with more mirrors behind it. The last thing on the wall was the rack, it had nine or ten slats made of the same dark wood. Edward pulled on a rope, and a swing dropped from the ceiling about ten feet in front of it.

When I looked up I realized that the ceiling was composed of a grid of exposed wooden beams. Where each one intersected there was a hook emerging from the wood. The lights were recessed in the ceiling. Edward stepped away from me, and the lights dimmed. “Each area has its own dimmer switch, so the light can be adjusted as needed, even over the bed.”

As he said this all the lights went out except for one that came from above the bed. I walked over to see how that was set up. My fingers ran over mattress. It wasn’t silk, it was black leather, cool to the touch and very soft. I thought about what Alice had said about my outfit being made of Italian Leather, and I hoped it would feel that soft against my skin.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I laid back so my elbows supported my weight on the firm mattress. The gold material - matching the comforter - on the outside sheltered the same wooden grid as the ceiling, except that mirrors separated the gaps, and there were smaller hooks. The light was angled from the head of the bed, shining down.

Each of the four posts had several hooks, with restraints attached to both the head and the foot rails of the bed. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath and imagined myself restrained and blind folded, withering under the onslaught of a vibrator, while people I couldn’t see, watched.

I could feel the heat in my body, as warmth and wetness soaked my panties. My thighs rubbed together on their own accord and I think I left out a small moan. I had to take a deep breath to calm myself. Edward’s soft voice pulled me back to reality

“What are you thinking about?”

I turned to face his voice. He was sitting in one of the chairs watching me, his face relaxed but with and intense look in his eyes. I released the lip I didn’t realize I was biting

“I was just imagining being restrained and blindfolded” he didn’t say anything at first; he just shifted in the chair, and then asked “What was happening to you?”

“Mmm...”I hummed “....nameless, faceless people were sitting in those chairs, watching me struggle not to cum.” I blushed with the last word.

“Ahhh... and that would be something you would enjoy?”

I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, I didn’t realize before but the room had a smell of Jasmine and Lavender. “Yes...I think I would enjoy that very much.”

Edward’s shoulders relaxed slightly “We will have to see if we can make that happen, because I believe I also would enjoy that very much.”

“You would?” I had to ask, because part of me thought that my little fantasy was obscene, and he said he didn’t share. He came over, lying beside me.

‘Yes I would” His fingers ran through my hair, over my shoulder and down my bare arm. “...to have others watching you, wanting you, knowing they could never have you, because your mine. All the while knowing that you are struggling to control yourself from the attention I’m giving to your body, and enjoying it....oh yes Isabella, that would give me great pleasure.” he leaned down and kissed me tenderly

“I might even give you a treat for that one” I giggled before he kissed me again.

I was starting to really enjoy the kiss when his pants vibrated. “Oh!” he smiled, sitting up to take out his phone. “Hello Emmett...not quite.....what time is it?” I looked at my watch 1:00, Edward took my hands so I sat up, damn Emmett. I listened to the one sided conversation. “No...we have some more to do...how about three?” Shoot, now I’m really mad at Emmett.

Edward eyed me “Are you hungry?” I shook my head “No we just ate...she’s going to go? ....yeah, I don’t think that’s a good idea” he was eyeing me up again “....I don’t think Isabella’s ready for that, in a few weeks maybe...that sounds like a much better idea...We can go to Garret’s....Alright then I’ll meet you at the ferry at three, you know what make it three thirty ....see you then.”

Edward sighed taking my hands pulling me to my feet asking “Are we done in here?” I looked at him and pouted, he smiled “let me rephrase, for the moment are we done in here?” I smiled “I guess so; unless you have something else you want to show me.”

Edward wrapped his arms around my back pulling me close to his chest. He rubbed his nose along the length of my jaw and down my neck. I had to use his shoulders to steady myself, from the feeling that his warm breath was having on me. Placing slow wet kisses up to my ear, making my body tremble with want. “I do have something else I want to show you, Isabella” his voice was husky in my ear.

I moaned “What Edward?” my voice was feeble. His nose was running along the curve of my ear “I want to show you the approved food list.” he said standing up abruptly, chuckling loudly.

My face fell with shock, and my expression caused him to laugh louder. “That’s not right.” I said with indignation, “Oh Isabella, everything I do in here is right, besides that’s what you get for that dirty toilet remark.” I giggled his arms were still around my waist, and he swatted my bottom with a grin ‘Let’s go, we have some more to do, and not a lot of time.”

No one can ever say that Edward is not thorough, because once we were back in the kitchen he indeed handed me an approved food list. “The best way to ensure proper nutrition is to use a food exchange system. I figured you will need sixteen-hundred calories a day. Your exchange is on the top. Choose wisely and please see that you eat as your suppose to.” I looked at him, then down at myself “Do you think I’m fat?”

“No...I think you’re perfect, this isn’t to lose weight, this is to ensure that your body stays strong and healthy.”

“What does this mean? Can only be given at my digression.” He pursed his lips “Those will be your treats Isabella.”

“So…I go to Charlie’s birthday party, I can’t have a piece of cake?” He cut me off “Don’t be silly, those are special occasions that call for a treat. I’m talking about everyday daily stuff, going out for dinner, work related parties. I mean come on; there is some kind of cake or sweets in the teacher’s café every day. That’s not what I call a special occasion. On the same token, I would suggest that if you know something is coming up that you refrain from treats, so that you don’t have guilt about indulging. If I am with you, and I feel you may have a treat, I will get it for you. If I don’t get it for you, then you may not have it. Understand?”

What does he mean if he feels like I can? “Yes, but what if we are at Charlie’s birthday, and you say no?”

He sighed “First off I wouldn’t say anything, I just wouldn’t get it for you and second the only reason I could think of why I would not let you have a treat would be to punish you, or if the night before you had a piece of chocolate cheesecake smothered in cherry sauce”

“Oh” Edward looked at me expectantly with raised eyebrows like he was waiting for me to complain some more. I shook my head “It’s ok, I understand” He was thinking something, but I didn’t know what.

“Then the last things we have to go through, you are going to take with you. Fill it out when you have time to think about it.” I took the several sheets of paper that were stapled together and paged through them.

“My limits?” pursing his lips he nodded. “If you’re unsure what something is, ask me. The instructions are on the top and are self explanatory. The only thing I ask is that you check off one of the boxes for each item.”

“When do you want this by?” He shrugged ‘Tuesday afternoon at the latest. That way I will have a chance to look at it by Wednesday night, so we can discuss it and compare answers.”

“Compare answers? I’m sure your sheet will have a lot more checked then mine does.”

“I don’t know Isabella, I might have done more then you, but you might want to try lot of stuff. I mean, you shocked me with your little fantasy downstairs. I didn’t think you would be ready for exhibitionism. I have to admit, as you were telling me about it, all I could do was picture it happening, makes me very curious what else you fantasize about.”

I rolled my eyes “If that shocked you I’d hate to think what you’re going to think about the rest.” he laughed, just be honest and we’ll talk about Wednesday night.” “Alright”

Edward stood up, gathering some of the leftover food. I helped with putting everything away and washing the cups. “Do you want to see your room?”

I looked at him from the corner of my eye “My room?”

“Yes, your room. Come on.” He took my hand leading me through the living room and up the stairs. “This is my room.” opening the first door at the top of the stairs. The walls were painted white like the rest of the house-except the playroom. It was sparsely decorated the main piece of furniture was a king size four poster bed. The TV hung on the wall above the dresser, night stands were situated on both sides of the bed.

He closed the door, bringing me to the front of the house “This is your room. You can bring anything here that you need to be comfortable. You can have anything in here that you want, no questions asked, no permission needed.”

Looking around the room, it was painted a cream color the double bed was plain with just a head board, covered in a blue comforter. The curtains that adorned the windows matched the comforter. There was one dresser, and a night stand. Along the wall the book shelf stood empty. “This room has a smaller bath attached” he opened the door; it was small -without a tub-only a small standing shower in the corner.

Taking in the surroundings of the room “I don’t stay with you?” He sighed “on our ‘usual’ nights, you sleep in my room by invitation only. I’m not saying you won’t, I’m just saying this is your space. I will not come in here, without being invited. You can speak freely in here, tell me to go to hell and fuck myself. ...In this room....We’re just Edward and Bella.”

“Ok, so I can bring books and my own blankets?”

“Absolutely, clothes personal products, you want different curtains, you let me know.” I took a look around the room again “The curtains are fine with me”

“Alright then the only other place that is yours during our ‘usual’ time” I cut him off “You know we can call it something else”

Edward smirked “I actually like it, it’s simple, precise and private to us” he explained “During that time when we are in the kitchen, sitting at the table, you can speak your mind. But there you have to do it with respect.”

I laughed “No go to hell or fuck you?”

“No” his voice was stern “That will defiantly, earn you a really good punishment.”

Edward showed me the other two rooms upstairs; one was set up as an office, the other a guest room. The main bathroom was also up there. As we were heading back downstairs I thought of something.

“I have a question...umm, what do I do with Seth? He can get in an out by himself, but I need to feed him and give him fresh water.” Edward shrugged. “I suppose he can come here, the yard is fenced in, he can sleep in your room with you”

I was really hoping that I would be sleeping with him; I guess that won’t be happening very often, oh well, I’ll worry about that when it happens. “Are you sure? He’s a dog, he’s very well behaved, but he’s still a dog and your house is so...so, white”

Edward laughed, “White?” he asked with a mock tenor shaking his head. “Well, I’ll tell you what. We can try it, if it doesn’t work out, then we will have to make other plans.”

“So from Friday night until Sunday night, Seth and I are staying here, at Hotel Cullen? How’s the maid service?”I asked with humorous curiosity. “Sorry babe, no maids, only you”

Who would have though Psych teacher and volunteer during the week, and playmate slash maid by the weekend. I laughed at the thought. ‘Do I get to hear the joke?” Edward asked, looking at me suspiciously while leading against the door frame.

“It’s not really that funny.” he continued to watch me waiting for an answer. I sighed with a smile “I was just thinking that here I am, a college graduate with a Masters in Psychology” giggling “planning to spend my weekends shackled to your bed and cleaning your toilets.”

Edward moved forward, once again pulling me close to his chest. I love the feel of his body so close to mine, I buried my head in his chest, just breathing in the warmth of his essence. He was so strong and confident. I wanted that strength for myself, I wished I could tap into it and let it fill me. “What is it with you and toilets?” he laughed.

I looked at him, confused for a second before I understood and laughed. “I honestly don’t know.” He kissed the top of my head “Well it’s going to be fun to find out.” he added with a chuckle.

After a quick sigh he spoke “We have to get moving, or we will be late.” I stepped back, picking up the papers off the table. “Hold on” Edward took the folder, pulling the contract out of my stack of papers, placing all the others in the folder. “Take the whole thing, I’ll make a copy of this for Wednesday night.” he handed me the folder. “We really have to go.”

“Where exactly are we going?” I asked as we walked through the living room. Edward took a leather jacket out of the closet, before we walked out the door. “We’re going to take the bike, meet Emmett and Rose at the ferry and head over to Bainbridge.”

“Are we going to be gone long? Because I have to feed Seth” I inquired as I was climbing on the back of the bike. “That’s where we are going now. You’re going to need a jacket too. It will be cool tonight.” he said as I wrapped my arms around him while he jumped kicked the bike.

I quickly ran into my house, while Edward waited outside. I fed Seth, used the bathroom, fixed my hair into a low ponytail and pulled my leather jacket out of the bedroom closet. Ten minutes later we were heading towards the ferry. I missed being on a bike, the slight vibration that the seat makes, the wind blowing in my face. The best part this time was that my thighs were pressed up against Edward. The smell, his smell, was all around me. I wrapped my arms tighter around him, laying my chin on his shoulder. “You ok, back there?”

“Yes. What time do you think we’ll get back?”

“I’m thinking around eight.”

We got to the ferry a few minutes early; Edward had to call someone, so I used the time to call Leah. Her phone went to voice mail, and I told her that I would call her either late tonight, or tomorrow morning. Edward was putting his phone down, just as Emmett pulled in with Rose on the back of his Classic Harley; it was loud, shiny and beautiful. With his dark glasses, large build and leather jacket he looked the perfect part of an outlaw biker.


Once they stopped Rosalie got off the back, her long blond hair was loose, hanging softly over a black form fitting T-Shirt. Her long legs looked spectacular in the skinny jeans and high heeled ankle boots. She opened up the saddle bag, pulling out a worn Jean Jacket, putting it on.

“Hey guys!” She greeted, giving me a small hug. “It’s a great day for a ride and I really didn’t feel like making dinner.” she laughed. Emmett came up behind her swatting her bottom with a loud ‘smack’ “That’s because I spoil the shit out of you baby” she smiled deviously “I deserve it”

“Yes you do” and he laughed. It was then I noticed the silver hooped chain around Rosalie’s neck.

‘Are you two done with your public foreplay?” Edward asked. His voice startled me, as I didn’t hear him come up behind me. Emmett’s booming laugh always made me smile “Edward my man, if you think that’s foreplay, you better go back to high school heath class.”

I giggled, Edward glared at me “You think that’s funny?” he asked with fake annoyance. “Ah uh” I eyed him innocently.

“Tickets? Did you get tickets?” Edward pulled some papers out of his wallet showing his brother “I have my passes.” Emmett looked at them “You got one for little Bella?”

“Yeah I have a walking pass for her.”

We only had to wait for a few minutes before we could board. Once we were on, we left the bikes and stood by the rails. It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining there was a light breeze blowing and Edward’s arms were wrapped around my waist. I couldn’t think how the day could be any more perfect. “Bella I’m sorry we won’t make the seven-ten ferry, so we won’t get back until around nine. Is that ok?” He asked in my ear “Sure, I don’t have much to do.”

“I’m thirsty.” Emmett announced “I’m going to go get a drink, Rosie you want something?” She said she would have a bottle of water. Edward asked me, I told him just a small coffee. He surprised me when he said “Only a little cream, right?”

I told him that was right, and watched as the two of them walked away. “Are you alright Bella?” I looked at Rosalie, shaking my head “All those years of being with James, he never paid enough attention to know what I took in my coffee.” She put her arm around me “Yeah, those Cullen men are attentive...and really good looking.” She laughed, I agreed, laughing with her.

“I know it really is none of my business, but I’m a nosey bitch, so I’m going to ask. How did your morning go?” I looked out over the water “It went really good, I think. We talked, went over some things, he showed me the house.” she interrupted “And?” I finally looked at her “And…What do you want to know? I signed a contract if that’s what you’re asking.” She beamed at me “That’s exactly what I’m asking.” I laughed under my breath.

The men were coming back, I stood drinking my coffee. Edward said he called someone to tell them we would be there for dinner around six, and Emmett informed him that they had to stop by his parents to pick something up. He said that they were not going to be home, so there was no reason for us to go along.

Before I knew it, we were getting back on the bikes, so we could disembark. We rode around the quaint streets and along the beach, Edward pointed out the high school, an observatory and the dock, where his parents kept their boat. When we rode by his parent’s house Emmett turned into a tree covered driveway, I couldn’t see the house from the road and we continued on with our ride. Once we were back in town, he parked the bike, and we walked through the main area, before heading over to the restaurant by the Marina.


Emmett and Rose were waiting for us as we arrived. We were seated on the outside deck area, along the railing so we could look out into the water. The hostess took our drink orders, and they started talking about Mother’s Day, which was next weekend.

“Are you going home Bella?” Edward asked while I was deciding what to order. I sighed “I don’t think so.” he looked at me like he had something to say. But then again, I believe if he did, he would just say it. “Sue will understand.”

He nodded “We’ll talk about it later.” I looked at him “There is nothing to talk about Edward. I’m going back next month. It’s my first weekend off for the summer and I don’t want to go anywhere.” He fixed me with an intense stare “Is that the only reason you don’t want to go?”

Damn! How does he know me so well, in such a short time? We ordered our food. “Your parents always lived on the island?’ I asked out of curiosity. “They lived in the city when they were first married, they moved out here when I was two, right before Edward was born.”

“It seems like a great place to grow up.” I commented.

“It’s small” Edward replied, I chuckled “Not as small as Forks.” They agreed “Last night I looked Forks up. There is a picture of your dad there, you kind of look like him.” Rose commented

I laughed “Charlie hates that picture. But, actually I look like my mom. She was prettier than me…” I saw Edward glance at me “...She was a lot more outgoing, and very flighty. When she married Phil…Well, it was worse.” I laughed remembering the cut out hearts with Phil’s name stuck to the refrigerator. The waitress brought our appetizer. I tasted my clam chowder, it was really good.

“Rose did you grow up here too?” She shook her head “No, I’m from Chicago.” I was shocked “Oh, then how did you two meet?” Edward groaned, Emmett’s expression became animated

“Well, I’ll tell you little Bella, I walked into her life and she just couldn’t get enough of me, she begged me to never leave her.” Rosalie snorted “Yeah...I begged you ...to leave me the hell alone.”

“That’s more like it.” Edward agreed snidely.

Rose shook her head “He would come into the bar I was working at every night, and bug the hell out of me. I swear to God. I couldn’t stand him. Of course most men bugged the hell out of me.”

I wasn’t sure what she was referring to, she must have noticed my confusion “Bella, when you’re blond and have boobs, that’s all men , and all the blood leaves their brains and they become complete assholes. Then when you throw in some alcohol,it’s even worse.” I nodded because I got what she was talking about.
“But I wore you down baby.” Emmett said with confidence. Rose laughed, Edward spoke up “I think she just felt sorry for your ass, and gave you a pity date.”

“No No No...little brother, I wore her down, you were witnessing the master at work - no pun intended” And he laughed, causing us all to laugh.

Our food was brought out, “So you were in Chicago Emmett?” Edward stiffened at my side, I wondered what I said wrong “No Bella, I had left Chicago, I couldn’t go back there.” Rose was looking in my eyes begging me to understand “...for the same reasons you don’t want to go back to Forks...bad memories.” I could feel my face drop as a shudder went through me, I thought about all the scars on her stomach. I could feel tears in my eyes starting to form, her eyes became glassy, and we shared a silent moment of pain.

Leave it to Emmett to lighten the atmosphere “Of course she couldn’t go back, she couldn’t get enough of me.” Rose looked to her husband “That’s right baby, after two years I found I just couldn’t get my fill without you.”

She looked at me with her thumb in the air and winked. I burst out laughing nearly choking on my food. Edward was patting my back as I took a drink “I fit the bill.” Emmett announced proudly, causing me to laugh harder. “Like no other’ Rose replied with a grin on her face. She looked at me with a resounding nod, and we both laughed.

I was using my napkin to wipe away the tears from laughing when a man came over to our table. “Gentleman, so good to see you”

“Hello Garret” Edward shook his hand “I’m glad you called ahead Edward, we were filling up tonight. Emmett how are you doing this evening?” he asked shaking his hand. “Rosalie, always a pleasure.” she said hello. He then turned to me “And Miss? I looked at Edward, I wasn’t sure if I should answer or not, he smirked at me “Isabella Swan, Isabella this is Garret. Garret owns this restaurant” I smiled “It’s very nice to meet you”

He returned my smile “Nice to meet you also. I trust everything was to your liking” I was going to answer, but Edward spoke first “Everything was great as usual, thanks for making space for us.”

“Anytime Edward, I have to get back, I just wanted to say hello. Maybe I’ll see you all next weekend; I haven’t been able to break loose. I need to hire a new person, so hopefully I’ll get a day off soon” They all said good-bye and Garret departed.

When he was out of ear shot Emmett commented “He hasn’t been to the club in over a month. I was going over the check in roll last night while we were there”

“I guess he is short staffed, business before pleasure and all that.” Edward said setting down his fork. “I wonder if he needs a cook.” Three faces turned to look at me “I have a woman at the center who is a cook, well a chief really, she needs a job. I been looking around in the city, but I can’t find anything.” Edward looked at me asking “Do you want to go find out?”

I thought about it for a minute, Peggy’s time was almost up at the center, she needed employment soon. “Do you mind? It will only take a minute.” He stood up taking my hand “No lets go, we’ll be right back.” he said to his brother as he ushered me through the restaurant.

Chapter 7

EPOV

It was really difficult to leave Bella tonight. I would have been very happy staying there with her all night. It would have been a perfect ending to a fantastic day. I chuckled to myself as I enter my home, thinking about the look of shock on Leah’s face. I could only imagine what we looked like sitting on the floor. My shirt off, Bella cradled in my arms with only a pair of panties on. I heard the phone ring, but I guess Bella was just too preoccupied. I never thought that they would come bursting in like that. In a way I’m glad they did, or I would have ended up in her bed, and I really want her to know what she is getting into, before we actually fuck. Besides, I think Bella needed to have some time to relax after the day she had.

She looked so embarrassed while Jasper was examining her scar. I was so fucking mad, she didn’t say how it happened, but I knew that son-of-a-bitch ex-husband of hers had something to do with it. I didn’t want to put her on the spot, with everyone listening, and I’m not really sure I want to hear it. But, I am going to have to find out. I know it makes her self-conscious, I could see that on her face. I’m not some vain perfectionist that would allow something like a scar to lower my opinion of someone. I wanted her to know that. She surprised me when she jumped in my arms, I’m glad I was standing firmly or she would have knocked us both over. Then she was so cute, with that shy little girl look, wondering why I don’t call her Isabella. She needed worry; I plan to call her Isabella often.

I wasn’t expecting her to make dinner, but it sure was good. It seems like she had to grow up so fast. What ten year old cooks’ dinner for her father? I wonder what other responsibilities she took upon herself. She really loves her father and that shows every time she talks about him. I think I would really like to meet him, and see where she grew up. I really want to see this cliff she jumped off. What the fuck was she thinking? And fucking Jacob Black encouraging her.

I shook my head, I couldn’t keep thinking about those kinds of things. I had to get some things together for tomorrow. I planned on bringing Bella back here for coffee. I think she would be more comfortable, where no one would over hear us, and there would be no time constraints. While we were at the store, I bought some beagles, croissants, muffins and fresh fruit. I figured that was a good variety, and there would be something she would like. Going to my computer, I pulled up the files I needed, the contract, the negotiation sheet, the food list and my personal rules.

I was just pulling the papers from the printer when the phone rang. “Hello Emmet. What can I do for you at” I glance at the time on the computer “..11:30 pm?”

“I didn’t wake you or interrupt anything, did I?” rolling my eyes at his implication “No, I was just working on a few things. Then I’m going to bed.”

“Alone?”

I sighed “Yes alone, what do you need Emmet?”

He started laughing “Little Bella shut you down baby brother?” I groaned “Ok, Ok, By the way, I like her, and even better Rose likes her. But the reason I’m calling so late, we stopped by the club, and Tanya was there asking all kinds of questions about you.”

“What about me?”

“Well the skuttle, is that there was a newbe there Thursday night, which you were quit taken with. Tanya asked Rose who it was, and if you had any contact with her.” I groaned, sometimes the people at the club are like a bunch of old ladies at a tea party, all they do is gossip. Shaking my head I continued listening to Emmet

“Of course Rose didn’t say anything, you know Rosie? She told her to go fuck herself. But just so you know, she sniffing around.”

“Yeah ok, I don’t know what her fucking problem is? I haven’t had anything to do with her in almost two years, and she’s been living with Eleazar and Carman. What the fuck happened to their happy little three-some?”

“No clue dude…Don’t know…Don’t care. I’m just letting you know what was happening.”

“Yeah Thanks”


Emmet continued “Hey tomorrow, you want to take the bikes out?”

“I’m picking up Bella in the morning; plan to spend the day with her. I was thinking about taking her on the bike, if you don’t mind to the extra person. I can’t give you an exact time. I would assume after two.”

“You really like her.” It wasn’t a question, it was a statement.

“Yeah, I do. I’m just ...I know we have to go slow, and renegotiate often. I just...I don’t know. I don’t want to hurt her. She’s been hurt enough”

Emmet was quiet for a second “Listen, make her talk. Make sure you know her fears. Then stay away from them. You know how sometimes you can play on a subs fear?”

He was talking about using their fears to enhance the play, like slithering a rope on a sub who’s afraid of snakes.

“ ... yeah man. You can’t do it. She will freak out, and you’ll lose all trust. Listen, just take it slow, and talk to her, before, during and after. Constantly reassure her. But don’t be a fucking pussy either. She needs what you have man, don’t treat her with kid gloves. If you do, she won’t grow, and she will end up resenting you.”

“Yeah, I hear ya.”

“Listen Edward, if you need to bounce something off me, I’m here for you. I’ll give you a call tomorrow afternoon.”

“Ok Emmet, hey....Thanks.”

“You got it little brother.”

I laid in bed thinking about Bella. She is so cute, the way she blushes, how she bites her bottom lip. And her body is amazing, perfectly proportioned. Firm round breast, narrow flat waist, hips and plump bottom. Her legs are trim and toned. She is funny, articulate, compassionate and intelligent. I thought about how she responded to my touch. I could see the struggle in her to keep her arms up. There was one point where I thought she would lose the battle, but she didn’t.

She smelt so good, and tasted even better. I just wanted to tease her as long as possible. I wanted to see how much she could take. I wanted her to lose her restraint and in order to that I needed her frustrated. So I teased her a little bit more, I loved the sound of her begging, her breathy voice pleading, I wanted her to tell me, I needed to hear her say the words. Jesus she was fucking gorgeous, laying there under my control, losing herself. I almost lost it when she pleaded saying my name. I didn’t think I could hold out very much longer. I needed her to cum. Finally she lost it, cursing and demanding, and I gave it to her.

She screamed and her whole body went rigid then she quivered, before breaking out in a beautiful pink hue. I sat there watching her face, lightly massaging her now tender breast. She looked so content and relaxed; I just had to kiss her. I wanted her to stay relaxed as long as possible, but I also wanted her close to me. The fact that she climaxed from breast stimulation is an added bonus, both hers and mine. It’s also a fact that I intend to take full advantage of.

When I woke in the morning sporting a major hard on, I figured I would shower and take care of that before getting Bella. If I had to spend the morning negotiating with her, I was going to do whatever I could to keep in control. I told her last night, she wasn’t to masturbate, but this is a do as I say, not as I do relationship.

I pulled into her driveway right on time. Seth was out in the yard, and came up to say hello. I patted his head “Hey boy, how you doing today?” When I looked up Bella was standing on her patio smiling. The sun caused her hair to have red highlights. Her skin was radiant against the black tank top, giving it a look of porcelain, so much for keeping my dick under control.


As I approached her smile broadened. “Good morning, did you sleep well?” She nodded “I did, and good morning to you too.” She glanced in the driveway “You brought the bike!” I leaned to kiss her softly.

“I did?” I said with mock surprise looking at said bike “Uh, so I did.... By the way you look radiant, sanding here in the sun.”

“You don’t look so bad yourself.” She smirked

“Gorgeous right?” I said chuckling at her blush.”Are you ready to go? Or do you need some more time?”

“I’m ready; let me get Seth in the house.”

Five minutes later we were on the bike; her inner thighs were pressed tight against my legs her arms wrapped firmly around my waist. As we pulled up in my driveway, she asked if I had forgotten something. “No, this is where we are going, I said I would take you for coffee, I just didn’t tell you where.” She smiled “Besides, this will give us privacy while we talk. I thought you would be more comfortable. Come on.”

The coffee was ready, the table was set and the food items were on a tray as we walked into the kitchen. This should be an interesting morning and the first of hopefully many discussions. Sitting at the table I pour her coffee

“Help yourself to whatever you want.” she thanked me reaching for the mug, adding a small amount of cream. I made a plate of fruit and blueberry muffin, before reaching for the manila folder. Sitting back I watched her put strawberry jam on a croissant. Once she had taken a bite, I started.

“Bella, how do you see yourself?” A look of confusion crossed her face. “Let me rephrase that. ... In this world of power exchange, where do you think you fit in?”

Pursing her lips, I could see her gathering her thoughts. “I know there are different levels Edward. I’m not sure what you call them, so let’s say on a scale from zero through ten. Zero being, don’t you even think about tying my hands together, and ten being, yes Master anything you say, I’ll kiss your feet twenty-four hours a day. I would say I’m six and a half.”

I couldn’t help but chuckle “That’s some analogy you have, so, six and a half? I would understand that to mean, your taste lean more towards a slave but not very much. What does it mean to you?”

There was quiet for a few seconds I was going to ask again, when she reached into her purse pulling out a piece of paper. “I think...no, I know, this is me. Right now, this is where I’m at.” Then she read

TRUE SUBMISSIVE NON SLAVE.
Really gives up control (only temporarily and within agreed upon limits), but gets her/his main satisfaction from aspects of submission other than serving or being used by the dominant. Usually turned on by suspense, vulnerability, and/or giving up responsibility. Doesn't dictate the scene except in very general terms, but still seek mainly her/his own direct/pleasure (rather than getting one's pleasure mainly from pleasing the dominant).

TRUE SUBMISSIVE PLAY SLAVE. Really gives up control (though only temporarily; only during brief "scenes" and within limits) and gets main satisfaction from serving/being used by dominant but only for FUN purposes, usually erotic. May/may not be into pain. If so, is turned on by pain indirectly, i.e. enjoys being the object of one's partner's sadism, on which the submissive places very few requirements or restrictions.

When she finished, she took a drink of coffee. “I would say I’m somewhere in between these two.”

“Do you have slave fantasies?” Uncertainty crossed her face “Tell me what you fantasized about last night, while you masturbated.”

I told her not to; I wanted to see if she listened. Her eyes narrowed, her face grew flush

“I didn’t. You told me I couldn’t.

” Raising my brow in disbelief “And you listened?” she nodded
“How did that make you feel? Besides the physical frustration, how did it feel mentally? Did you like that I told you not to, or would you prefer I let you have free rein? Or perhaps somewhere in the middle, make you call to ask for permission.”

She thought for a second, but didn’t make eye contact when she started speaking. I cut her off “Look at me” I ordered. She complied “Now, finish your thought” taking a deep breath she sighed - we are going to have to work on that too.

“It made me feel secure, like my body was not my own, that I had to account for my actions. No, I don’t want to have free rein, and asking for permission might be fun.”

“Did you think about disobeying?” she bit her lip, losing eye contact for a split second, before returning my gaze. “I guess that answer would be yes, you thought about it. So...what stopped you? We’re you afraid? Did you think I would punish you? Is that what it was?”

“No, it wasn’t that. I assume along the way chastisement is going to happen...It was more like you trusted me, I didn’t want to disappoint you.”

Yes! Outside I remained emotionless; inside I was doing a happy Dom dance, that my dear is the correct answer.

“So you put my desire and pleasure above your own” holding my thumb and forefinger up “on a small scale.”

She nodded “Answer please.”

“Yes Sir, I did.” leaning back in the chair I grinned proudly at her.

“Then my dear I would say that you lean towards a True Submissive Play Slave. That fits very well with my own personality and style. And we know from last night, how well your body responds to me.”

She blushed, pulling her lower lip between her teeth. I reached over rubbing my thumb over her lip. “You are so cute when you do that, but one of these days, you’re going to draw blood.”

Her lip was released as she tilted her head towards my hand. I took a deep breath “Ah, Isabella” Staring into her eyes. I was mesmerized, I leaned over to kiss her, she responded. Pulling back, I left out a long breath ‘We better continue or we’ll never get done. And I want to show you the playroom” Her eyes lit up, I smirked “Why Isabella, I believe that idea intrigues you.”

I handed her the folder “Take out the first paper.” she complied, glancing over it “Those are my beginner rules; I’d like us to go over them together.” I watched her face as she read the paper when she looked up I picked up a copy. “Ready?”

She nodded; I just continued to look at her. She cleared her throat “Sorry…yes Sir, I’m ready.” I smiled. She’s starting to realize I want verbal communication. “We will go over each item, discuss any concerns you have, and my rational for it. OK?”

“OK.”

1. No other sexual partners -

I looked at her “Any questions?” She thought then asked “Just me, or does this apply for you too?”

“No this applies to both of us. I don’t share Isabella, and I wouldn’t do that to you.” She seemed pleased with that.

2. No unauthorized masturbation –

“We talked about this. So this will be all the time?” She asked with curiosity.

“Yes, you said you might enjoy having to ask for permission, we can do that. I have to tell you though, permission won’t be granted very often, and doesn’t abuse the request, or you might find the privilege of asking forfeited.”

Her forehead crinkled “Why is that exactly?”

I poured some orange juice “Because I want you to crave my touch. If you get off twenty minutes before we start a scene, you’re not going to be as responsive as you should be. Do you understand?”

“Yes”

3. You are to follow all my directions, quickly, obediently,
and to the best of your abilities-

“Self explanatory?” I asked

“Yes”

I was just about to go on to the next one when she spoke up. ‘What if I don’t understand what you are asking of me?” I smiled “That’s a good question Isabella. If you don’t understand then you say, I’m sorry Master, your girl does not understand.”

I watched her face “Ok?” I grinned “Again don’t abuse the privilege”

“Alright”


4. You are to answer my questions, quickly and honestly –

“Same thing goes here Isabella” she smiled “What’s so humorous?” I asked with curiosity.

Her face broke out in that pink hue that I find so very adorable. “You’re calling me Isabella.” I had to smile at her confession, she told me yesterday that she enjoyed that

“That’s because ...Isabella, I mean business..” She poured another cup of coffee for herself, as I continued. “If you don’t understand my question, or you need time to think through your response, you say, I’m sorry Master your girl does not understand, or Master may your girl have time to get her thoughts together...see, honest, quick and precise.”

“Alright, I can do that.”

I reached across to take her hand; her eyes looked up from the paper she was holding. “I know you can...and believe me, you’ll need to be reminded, and that’s ok. That will not be a problem unless three months from now we are still coming up against the same obstacle. Then we have to regroup and find out what the hell is going on. Otherwise we will both be frustrated, and neither of us will get any enjoyment.”

5. You will keep me up to date with your schedule –

“You want to know where I am all the time?”

I shook my head “No, I just want a monthly schedule, When you work, when you’re at the center, family obligations, parties that are planned with friends. I have a calendar that is kept on the refrigerator for you to write your information in.”

She nodded “Alright my schedule is fairly constant, now with summer coming I’ll be working more at the center.”

“That’s fine with me; just keep it as up to date as you possibly can.”

6. You will carry your cell phone at all times and keep it charged –

“Do I have to remind you what happened last night, because the phone wasn’t answered?” I asked with a smirk. She turned bright red, making me chuckle

“No...But I didn’t hear the phone. Did you hear it?” she asked shyly.

“I did, but I was kind of busy, and I figured it would go to voice mail.”

“Uh...wonder why I didn’t hear it?” She questioned. I chuckled “I think you were preoccupied.”

‘Yeah, my mind was on other things, vacuuming, dirty toilets…” she giggled. I looked her and growled... “Don’t you worry Isabella you’ll pay for that remark, just remember your ass is mine.”

She giggled again. But she would pay for that, ‘dirty toilets” I mumbled, making her giggle more. “Seriously, this is important, if I can’t get a hold of you, I will worry. If it turns out that you are just careless, causing me needless worry. Well, you’ll be punished.

“Capisci?”

“Capisci”

7. You will treat me with respect at all times –

“You ask a question, have a request or a comment to make, you do it all with respect.” She nodded. “I like you a little feisty and playful. Be yourself, but do it with respect, any questions on that subject?”

“No, I’m not a rude person, so that shouldn’t be hard to do.” I smiled

“Don’t worry if I think you are getting to crude I’ll remind you. You’ll know to reel it in.”

8. You will not speak to other Doms/subs without my permission –

She looked at me “Ever?”

Her expression made me chuckle. Her head was tilted to the side, her eyes were narrowed and she had a look of exasperation. “This mostly applies when we are at the club, or some kind of gathering, never with my family. Also Aro, you could and should always answer him.” I held up one finger “With Respect” I wanted to stress that.

“So how will I know if it’s ok”

“You are to assume it’s not unless I told you otherwise.”

She was thinking again, I could see it in her eyes “So someone comes to talk to me..”

“You look to me; I’ll either nod or shake my head.” I showed her what I meant “If permission was denied, you drop your head and remain quiet. If it is granted, then speak, but don’t ever look another Dom in the eyes.”

She looked confused “What is it? Too much information?” She sighed

“No I got it…it’s just you always want me to look in your eyes.”

I touched my hand to her face stroking her cheek with my thumb. “Baby, I love looking in your beautiful brown eyes, they tell me what’s going on inside that mind of yours. But most Doms don’t like it or allow it.”

“Alright, no eyes, what if you’re not with me? Like what if I’m going to the bathroom or you have to do something, what do I do then?”

“That can happen, with a Dom you keep your eyes on the floor, with a sub you look them in the eye, and you tell them I’m very sorry but this girls Master has not given her permission to speak. Most will understand if they continue to talk to you...” I stressed the point “...you remain quiet. When you return to me, tell me what happened, and I will take care of it. It’s all protocol. You will catch on fast.” I looked at the clock 11:15am “Let’s continue”


9. You will walk to my left, directly behind me at all times –

“This is going to require you to pay attention to what I’m doing. It really will help with our bonding, and you will be highly attuned to my body language.”

She smiled “You know sometimes I have a balance problem.”
I grinned “I didn’t notice.” I replied with mock shock “Just pay attention, you’ll be fine. These next ones have to do with your personal appearance.”

10.You will ensure the proper care to maintain a healthy, active and strong body
* Removal of all body hair
* Eight hours sleep daily
* Balanced healthy diet of my approval
* Sixty minutes of exercise three times weekly
* Sixty minutes of yoga twice weekly
* Unhealthy habits are prohibited
Smoking, drugs, excessive alcohol

‘Any questions on those? Speak your peace now.”

She cleared her throat, I grinned I knew there would be something there. She left out a long breath “The hair I don’t care about, it’s gone anyway” she blushed “well most of it is”

“It all has to go, your arms, your back”

She was aghast “I don’t have hair on my back!”

I chuckled “Yes you do, fine tiny hairs, get a full body wax, which includes your face.” She rubbed her fingers over her chin. “Full body wax, alright”

“What else has your panties in an uproar?”

“Eight hours sleep? What if I have work to do?”

I shrugged “I suggest you make better use of your time.” She rolled her eyes; yeah we are going to have to take care of that too.

“You are going to approve my diet?’ I pursed my lips “Yeah, you know those Fruity Pebbles you bought; you might as well throw them out, because they are not on the approved list.”

“Approved list?” I nodded “Yes my dearest, approved list, which I will give to you to look over. It’s a big list, you can pick anything on there you want. But I assure you, there is no sugar coated cardboard on it.”

“Edward? The exercise, can that be running, or aqua aerobics?” I told her that was fine.

“Yoga, I like yoga, it was really helpful with my therapy to help me relax”

“Good, because I plan to bend you in all kinds of positions, and you need to be limber.”

*** Failure to comply with these rules will result in swift and appropriate punishment ***

Bella looked at me with a small amount of fear in her eyes “Are you going to hit me?”

She looked so vulnerable. I took her hands and pulled her into my lap, her back was to my chest, my chin rested on her shoulder. I stroked her hair down her back. “No baby, I’m not going to hit you, at least not for punishment, for pleasure yes. Eventually corporal punishment will take place, but not at first.”

She seemed to relax slightly “Remember I told you I didn’t want to hurt you?” She nodded “Well baby, I think that would hurt you, not just the pain but emotionally. That in turn would diminish your trust in me. And I really need, your trust”

I pushed her hair off her shoulder, kissing her cheek. “Isabella, there are all kinds of punishments, ones that will make you think about your actions or attitudes. I won’t like them, because they will either inconvenience or deter in some form my enjoyment of you.”

I turned her so she would straddle my legs. “See your misbehavior will have repercussions on me too. So just think about the consequences before you act.”

Her body was close to me, and her lips so luscious even though I knew I shouldn’t, I kissed her, softly at first, until she ran her fingers through my hair, tugging me to her. I had to pull back, she looked at me sadly. I smiled at her

“I would like nothing more to continue, but we have some more to get through. I want to show you the playroom, and I made plans for us this afternoon. So go back to your seat and we will continue.” She nodded, moving back to the chair next to me.


“Are we done with this?”

“Yes, I think so. Can we revisit these later if we have to?”

I nodded “Absolutely. And if you find that you misunderstand or are not sure about something ask me. I’ll explain it to you again, now onto the next paper.”

She pulled out the contract “Read that now please, so we can talk about anything you are unsure of.” She picked up her coffee “Do you want me to heat that up for you?”

“Yes please” She went back to the document.

“This is just a formality, right. It’s not binding?”

“Your right it’s not” I replied handing her back the now warm coffee.

“Ok then, there is a few things, this phrase here...” pointing to the phrase

He may have unfettered use of my body any time, any place, in front of anyone; to keep or to give away, as He will determine.

“...you’re not giving me away; I won’t like that at all.”

I nodded “I left that in, just in case for some reason I need to leave quickly, for your protection I would turn you over to say Emmet to see that you got home safe, or something along those lines.”

“Then the only other thing I see is this”

To be prepared physically and mentally during O/our designated scheduled time

She looked at me “What is our designated scheduled time?” I started gathering up some of the plates “Do you want any more of this?”

“No thank you that was great, you’re right, this is better than in the coffee shop.”

I turned back to her “Usually you would be mine from 6:00 pm Friday until 6:00 pm Sunday, and then Wednesday 6:00 pm until 10:00 pm.” She dropped her head almost in defeat “Oh! I see” Lifting her chin with my finger, I could see the distress in her eyes.

“I said usually, and if that schedule works for you, I would like to keep that as our power exchange time. Where I am the Dom and you are the sub, and all these rules apply” I motioned with my hand over the papers. “But on the other days, I would like to spend time with you, just us Edward and Bella.”

She finally gave a small smile “You mean like on a date, like you are my boyfriend?”

I snickered “I’m far from a boy, but yes. When we are around ‘vanilla’ couples that’s what I would like to be introduced as. I know it seems like this is moving fast, but I told you Bella, I feel a strong draw to you and I don’t think I could stay away from you during the week.”

She didn’t say anything for a few seconds, then she spoke softly “I don’t want the usual; I want to spend time with you.”

I smiled and kissed her forehead “I have to tell you, I never mixed the two worlds before. I’m probably going to make mistakes. So go easy on me, ok?”

She giggled “I’ll go as easy on you as you go easy on me. How does that deal sound? Besides I haven’t dated anyone in eight years.”

I held her hand, kissing the back of it. “Well, do you want to sign this or not?”

She looked in my eyes with...trust? Then she reached into her purse and took out a pen. “Edward, can I ask you one more question?”

“You can ask me anything” she looked up but past me “How many others...have there been?”

I sat back, I figured she would want to know that watched her face as I spoke “In the past four years there have been half a dozen or so subs that I scene with. They don’t sign a contract. There were two who signed.”

She still wasn’t making eye contact “What happened to them?”

Taking a deep breath I went on “The first was Irena, I was new to this lifestyle, and she needed something I was not comfortable doing, and never will be. We ceased our relationship, she’s now a Dom and we are friends. The second was two years ago, Tanya. We were together about eight months. She wanted more than the usual and I didn’t. She tried to push me to care for her in that way and I couldn’t. She got frustrated, I got frustrated and I dismissed her. She went back to Alaska for a while”

“Where is she now?” I shrugged “She’s here, she was involved in a relationship with another couple, but I guess that is over now.”

She nodded “And all these other girls, I’m going to see them?”

“Yes, I’m afraid you will” I watched her to see what she would do

“But it was only ...the usual with them?”

“That’s right, just the usual.” She smiled picked up her pen and signed the paper. After I signed, I took her hand, pulling her close to me. I kissed her softly and lead her to the stairs that went to the playroom.

Chapter 6

BPOV

When we left the park, I was feeling a lot better about going over to Alice and Jasper’s. I didn’t get to talk to Rose very much on Thursday night, and I had not met Esme at all. But sitting at the park, they were both very nice and friendly. Vinny is so cute, articulate and outgoing. His comment about me being pretty caught me off guard. But I was even more surprised that Emmet would suggest that Edward and I had a relationship. Is that what we had? I certainly didn’t want to jump to conclusions. I mean really we haven’t even had coffee yet.

Edward seemed distracted at the park. Now he is friendly, holding my hand and being attentive. I’m not sure exactly what he’s thinking and I don’t want to come off like some clingy psycho-bitch. I’m not expecting moon light and roses, to tell the truth, I’m not expecting anything. I guess that’s why Emmet’s statement shocked me so.

I gave Edward a quick tour of my house. It’s only a small two bedroom, but I like it here. The house has lots of windows, and the natural light makes the rooms bright. I spent my whole life with curtains closed. At Charlie’s because when he worked nights he slept during the day. When I was with James it was a necessity, so no one saw. I did have the hidden blinds in all the windows, so I could shut them at night.

He was curious about my Bath fetish, as we walked to his home, I recounted the story. As I sat on his couch crying, I felt weak and pathetic. I didn’t talk about what happened to me with anyone except my therapist; it is difficult to trust someone. Edward said I had to trust him, and there was a big part of me that really wanted to. I closed myself off, it was easier that way. I wanted to trust him, to bond with someone beside my family, but I was afraid, and frankly I just didn’t know how to. Edward was kind and compassionate without showing pity. I hate when people look at me with pity.

After he left me to wash up, I heard him curse loudly. I thought maybe he was angry with me, for being spoiled goods. That he didn’t want to be bothered with all my baggage, which was going to take time to unpack. I thought I would give him an out. I didn’t really want to go home and be by myself, but I didn’t want him to feel obligated either. I could see him contemplating my question. After a few seconds he said he really wanted me to go. Internally I let out a big sigh.

As I was getting in his car, I spotted his Harley, it was hard to miss the dark burgundy and chrome beast sitting in the corner. It was beautiful and looked like it was built for comfort and long trips. Thick black leather studded seats. Studded saddle bags clung to each side of the rear fender. I beamed at it and Edward as I recalled ridding with Jake and Leah on the reservation. I told him how Jake had rebuilt the bikes from scrap, and about cliff diving. He didn’t seem too happy about that, of course neither was Charlie.

He pulled into the driveway of a large tan colored two story home, after opening my door, he retrieved the beer from the trunk. As we walked up to the front porch Alice was standing at the open door, tapping her foot. “What took you so long, Edward?” she questioned as she took my arm.

The foyer was large with a grand stair case that leads to the second floor. Edward tried to tell her that we got here as soon as we could, but she was too busy guiding me towards the kitchen, She told him to put the beer in the refrigerator

“I thought maybe you were trying to talk him out of bringing you” Alice said as we stepped onto the patio.

Jasper came over to greet me “Hello Bella, glad you could make it.”

“Thank you for inviting me, this is a great house.” before Jasper could reply Alice said she would give me tour later and asked Jasper if he could get the grill started, so she could feed the kids before their nap. He kissed her head, “On my way darling.” and he went into the house, while we greeted everyone else at the table.

Vinny looked up from his coloring ‘Hi Bella, where’s Uncle Eddie and Seth?” I waved at him “Uncle Eddie is in the house I’m sure he will be out soon, and Seth is at home.” Emmet started laughing “Oh little Bella, don’t let Edward hear you call him Eddie, on second thought...do it” and he laughed again. Once the hellos were out of the way, I sat down next to Rose. She was snickering and leaned over in my direction ‘Don’t call him Eddie, he hates it.”

“I won’t” I said with a giggle.

Carlisle and Esme told Emmet to stop teasing his brother and greeted me politely. Alice sat across from me handing me a drink. “Thank you” I took a sip margarita , one of my favorites. Edward followed Jasper out, greeting everyone, and picking up Mia, who really wanted her ‘Ankel Addie’ to hold her, and sat down next to me with a beer.

The conversation at the table was about some upcoming party that his parents were hosting. Rose leaned over and told me that it’s the annual fund raising for one of the charities they support. I was glad to hear that. I figured that with Carlisle being interested in the center he must be into giving back to the community.

Soon though their interest moved in my direction, I figured they would be interested in my life, what with Carlisle working at the center and me arriving with their son. It wasn’t that I minded or had anything to hide; I just didn’t like the attention. Emmet assumed I was pregnant when I married so young, most people did. I assured them I was not - I wasn’t a virgin either, but I didn’t tell them that - Esme seemed distraught over the fact that my mother had died so young. Her compassion was radiating from her. I really liked her.

Once we started eating, my nerves were kind of frazzled and I picked at my food. Edward must have sensed my discomfort, because he tried to sooth me with his gentle touch. I found I could relax in his presence, and that helped. He was the first man that touched me in an intimate way since James. I liked it, I felt relaxed and content around him. Edward asked me if I wanted him to change the subject. I looked in his eyes so kind and compassionate and whispered “Please” he smirked at me with a devilish grin and asked Alice what she was working on.

I was slightly relieved, until I learned that her project was for me. I was shocked when Rose said that I would need something to wear. Did they expect me to go out in public wearing revealing lingerie? I looked at Edward and then the two girls and it was plain on their face, yes they did. Edward must have read my hesitance and told me there was no harm in looking. He was right about that, I could always veto the design, Right?

Rose showed me to Alice’s studio while she put Mia in her room; I assumed that Esme was helping her, because she didn’t follow us. Alice’s studio was up another flight of steps in a converted attic space. The room was painted a soothing sky blue, with a tall A-frame ceiling. A large table filled with bolts of material dominated one wall. Along another she had three sewing machines on a table. Sketches were tacked to a cork board wall next to a black armoire in one corner. While the other corner house a bamboo screen. Behind me, the wall was composed of three large mirrors.


Esme and Alice were coming up the steps “Mom, your dress is in the closet, I pulled in the waist and added those crystals for you, try it on while you’re here, so that I know it’s right.” She just finished her sentence as she reached my side. Esme walked over to the mirrors pushed the middle one, opening it to a large closet
“That’s yours mom, in the white bag.” Esme took it off the rack

“Thank you dear” then headed behind the screen.

Alice pointed to the sketches “Rose after I talked to you Tuesday, I came up with those designs. See if it is what you had in mind.” Rose made her way over to look while Alice opened the doors on the armoire.

“Ok...Let’s see ...Bella, over here at my desk”
She opened the armoire, while Rose was looking at some sketches hanging on the wall. “Ahh...who’s this for?” Rose asked pointing to a sketch of a female frame with what appeared to be six ribbons cris-crossing her body from her shoulders to her crouch. Then the ribbons wrapped through her legs coming up her butt crack like a thong and tying in a bow. It was unusual that’s for sure.

“ Tanya...she wants to wrap herself up like a present for the Anniversary party”

“Who the hell is she hoping will unwrap her?” Rose said with a laugh. Alice snickered “You know damn well who” then she looked at me “It is so not going to happen.” Esme came out with a beautiful full length silver gown. Crystals covered the bodice above the empire waist.

“Thank God for that, I can’t stand that girl” Esme said with venom in her voice that shocked me. She walked over to the mirrors “What do you think ladies?”

“It looks great Esme” Rose said. Alice was showing her where she added crystals

“That dress looks fanatic on you Esme” I said with a smile. She nodded ‘Yep, you did a great job Alice the extra crystals was exactly what it needed’

‘Told you.” Alice replied smugly. Esme went back to change again, and Alice turned her attention to me.

“These are just rough sketches, like I said I need your measurements. I tried to take into account that you would be uncomfortable in anything that is to revealing” Well I was thankful for that. Pulling a sketch book out of the armoire she paged through. Rose was looking over my shoulder as Alice showed me the first sketch. Alice called it a Hobbler Corset Dress. I wasn’t exactly sure what that was. The sketch was pretty it was a skin tight sleeveless dress that went to above the knee. And it looked very form fitting.

Esme was standing next to me now. “Oh, very pretty.” she commented. “I would do it in a dark blue, which would look great against your skin tone”

Rose nodded ‘I think your right Esme, where are the rest of the sketches Alice?”

Alice was paging through the book explaining each piece and how they went together. When she got to one depicting the figure bent over wearing high waist crotch less panties and a cup less halter top Esme gasp “Oh My!...I think this is where I take my leave” she giggled ‘Thank you for lunch Alice, Rose you take care of yourself daring” She turned hugging me “Bella dear, I’m so glad to have met you. I’m sure I will be seeing you again.”
We said goodbye and went back to the sketches.

“Ok, what do you think?’ I shrugged “I like it, I’m not sure I need all the other pieces but I like the dress.”

“Good, now you need to get naked so I can get your measurements. Do you have a tie to pull your hair up?”

“Why do I have to be naked?” she sighed and Rose snickered “I need exact measurement, this is going to be so tight on you, you are going to have to take baby steps, or you are not going to be able to walk, you have to hobble, hence the name”


I pulled my hair up and started to undress, “Everything off”? I asked.

“Yes Bella, everything. You won’t be wearing anything under this.” She was making a dress designed so that I couldn’t even wear panties. She brought the tape measure over and started rattling off numbers to Rose.

“Ummm..Alice, how am I going to sit down in this thing?”

“You’re not” Rose said behind me. I turned my head “What?” she laughed.

“Keep still Bella” Alice warned “I’m going to put an investable zipper in the side from your waist down to the bottom. You’re going to need help closing the bottom part, because you wont be able to bend. So either have one of us do it for you, or Edward will have to” she giggled

“He’ll probably like that part”

“Your right he will” Rose laughed. I didn’t know what they meant and I didn’t get to ask because Alice announced that she was done.

She handed me a robe, and we went down stairs to put on our swimming suits. As we went along she pointed out the different rooms. There were four on the second floor. Vinny’s, Mia’s, the master and the last one was used for Jasper’s office. The second floor was set up like a square with the rooms jetting off the large landing.

Inside the Master I excused myself to use the bathroom, when I came out Rose and Alice were in the middle of changing. I pulled off the robe, getting on my suit. They were still talking about the design.

“Ah Alice, how much is this going to cost?” They are talking about blue Italian Leather, I figured it was going to be expensive, I just needed to know. Alice swung around with a look of hurt on her face.

“Bella, it’s a gift.”

“Alice I can’t accept that. At least let me pay for the materials.” she shook her head ‘That...is…out...of...the...question! Bella, when you wear this, I’m telling you I will have people knocking down my door to get one. A lot of them I will have to turn down or adjust the design.”

I looked at her in confusion “Not every woman can carry off that piece. For instance that wouldn’t look as good on Rose as it will on you.” I looked at the blond beauty trying to imagine anything that wouldn’t look good on her.

“She’s right about that” Rose said “I don’t have an hour glass figure; some of the pieces would work, but not the whole thing.” Rose came over and started tying the back of my suit. “I love this corset design on the back, you should pull your hair up, show it off.” she said as she lifted my hair off my shoulders gasping “Oh!”

My hand went instinctively to the back of my neck. It wasn’t that I was ashamed of the six inch scar. I just didn’t want to have to explain how it got there. The expression on my face, must have told the women, what my mouth just could not.

“Is that from him?” she asked in a quiet voice. I nodded. Alice was at my side “How bad did it get?”

I didn’t know what to say, I felt foolish. I knew that was irrational, I didn’t ask to be abused. “This is what happened when he found out I was accepted to Dartmouth. It doesn’t bother me too much, I just hate that what should have been a happy time in my life is marred by something ugly. That was night I left, I knew if I stayed I wouldn’t make it out alive. I just get so angry with myself. That’s usually why I don’t put all my hair up.”I said with no expression in my voice. Alice hugged me. “Your safe now and helping other woman, I admire you.”


I felt foolish. I work with women who are abused, hell I was a survivor and here I am hoping that Edward will show me some tough love. I shook my head laughing softly to myself at the absurdity of the situation

“You two must think I’m some kind of masochist...after living through the abuse...here I am actively seeking ...I don’t know what I’m seeking”

I trailed off looking out the window, trying to keep the tears from falling. Alice wrapped me in a hug, tighter then I thought possible from her small frame. ‘We don’t think that Bella, not at all.”

Rose rubbed her hand across her abdomen, pulling the top of her trunks down, I wasn’t sure what she was doing until she spoke ‘I always wear a high waist, Emmet has never been repulsed by them...but I hate that I have a constant reminder of that night.”

She looked at me with sad distant eyes. I knew that look; I saw it every day for years, looking back at me in the mirror. Now, I see it on the faces of the women and children at the center. When I studied her stomach, there were at least a dozen circular scars covering between her navel and pubic bone. I looked at her

“Bella, I know what you’re feeling, the contradiction that comes from what seems like two opposites. One hand you hate what was done to you and loath yourself for allowing it. On the other there is a need in you that can’t be suppressed, no matter how hard you try.”

She took a heavy breath letting it out slowly before continuing “I can only tell you that this life style has freed me. I’m not victim anymore. I’m a survivor, and I give myself freely to the man I love, and when we are doing a scene, I find peace at his feet. That doesn’t make me some sicko that wants to be slapped around or a door mat for him to abuse. It just makes me a woman, a submissive woman, who trusts her Dominate to shelter and protect her”

At that moment I felt so much love and friendship for these women. The tears spilled from my eyes. I wasn’t crying from the pain that comes from suffering. No, I was crying because finally someone understood what was inside me screaming to get loose.

Alice put her arm around me “Bella if the scar bothers you so much, let Jaz look at it, he might be able to help, but right now, let’s go relax before my little monsters wake up.” I felt at ease with these women, there was no judgment or pity, just friendship and acceptance.

Alice gave me a tour of the downstairs stopping in the kitchen to make another patch of Margaritas. While we were standing there Rose said “So Bella was at least the sex good?”

I looked at her “Rose?” Alice said in shock

“What? Hey at least if the sex was good, she got something out of it.” she looked at me holding her finger and thumb apart “Or was he a member of the teeny peeny club?” I laughed, Alice burst out “Oh My God, like thumb boy.” Rose laughed.

“Thumb boy?” I asked

“You have to tell her”

Rose composed herself “Before I met Emmet, I was going out with this guy, and we were having sex, so he goes to stick it in me, and I can’t feel anything” she giggles “Not like I got some big gaping hole or anything. But my god, a girl should feel something. So I said are you in?” The three of us laughed and Rose continued with her tale.

“He’s like I’m in baby, you feel so good.’ - I feel nothing!” Alice finished what she was doing, picking up the pitcher. As we headed out the back door Rose persistent

“So I said wait a minute, and I went to go down on him, thinking he needed some mouth action to get harder.” We stood by the bar on the patio and Rose lowers her voice as Alice and I get closer

“I’m now face to peen, and I look at it, and it is no bigger than my thumb.”

“What?” I laugh incredulously

Rose holds up her right hand “Swear to God! My thumb”

We stood there laughing for a few seconds. Rose shook her head “That was another reason why I was glad I got with Emmet, cuz my man is packing!”

“Oh my god, I so did not need to hear that” she just looked at me with a smug face, and then pointed a finger “And don’t you bitches be looking, he’s all mine.”

“Don’t worry” Alice said ‘I’m not interested in my brother’s penis.” I laughed “Me neither”

I was still giggling as I slipped off my flip flops and shimmed out of my skirt. Rose leaned over and said “Edward is looking at your ass” then she swatted it lightly, when I stood up, Edward was staring at me; I smiled at him, and turned to talk to the girls. ‘Oh yeah, that got him going” Alice said mockingly, handing me my drink.


They got in, and I stood by the tub pulling my hair to one side off my neck. I looked out into the back yard. This day has turned out a whole lot better then it started with my dream that turned to a nightmare. “Are you getting in?” His voice broke through my thoughts. “Yes Sir, I am” he smiled. I pulled my hair up securing it with the band I had on my wrist. Edward ran the cold bottle across his head before taking my hand to help me into the water.

“You hot little brother?” Emmet asked with a smirk. I looked up at him innocently “It’s not that hot Edward. I’ve been a whole lot hotter.” he looked at me like he could not believe I just said that. When I looked at Alice we giggled, Rose winked at me. Oh yeah, being with Edward is defiantly going to be fun.

We sat in the water for a about a half an hour, the boys talked about sports and games. I talked with the girls. I stood up to sit on the edge when Alice spoke. “Jazzy could you look at Bella’s scar real quick? See if there can be anything done for it.”

I was suddenly nervous, and I wished she hadn’t brought it up. “You have a scar Bella?” Jasper asked with concern. I glanced at Edward he was studying my body; I assumed he was trying to find it. My hand went to the back of my neck, as did his eyes.

“Umm…yeah. It’s on the back of my neck.”

“Let me have a look.” he jester with his hands for me to come closer as he stood up. I turned my back to him, which brought me eye to eye with Edward. He smiled faintly, and for some reason a feeling of shame wash over me. I realized I was biting my lip as I diverted my gaze from his.

Jasper moved a few strands of stray hair from my neck before I felt his fingers touch the marred skin. “Who did this?” he asked with disdain. I wasn’t sure exactly what he meant “The Surgeon?”

“Yes.” I could feel Emmet behind me now. I felt like I was a traffic accident - sorry to see it happen but unable to look away - as the two men analyzed my disfigurement. “Umm ...Dr Morgan” I answered his question, still unable to look back at Edward.

“In Port Angeles? Why didn’t he have a Plastic Surgeon close for him? He would have reduced the scaring by ninety percent”

“Well…at the time, I was more concerned with getting the use of right arm back.” I chanced a glance at Edward, he still had that same half smile on his face, but his eyes showed.... contempt? I had to look away; I didn’t want to see the disgust he had at my imperfection. He reached out taking my hand, drawing my eyes to his and smiled warmly at me as his thumb ran softly over my wrist. “And, how long ago was this?”

“Umm…six years.”

“Ok” he said as he tapped my back, effectively dismissing me.

Sitting back down, my hand still in Edwards under the water, I looked at Jasper as he sighed “Are you putting anything on it now?”

“Yes Dermitage?” He sighed again nodding “Ok, you have a few options. One I reopen it, and use my magical touch to make it all better” he wiggled his fingers at me when he said magical.

“Ohhh....he does have magical fingers” Alice said leading on my arm.

“TMI TMI! I don’t want to hear about his magical fingers on my little sister” Emmet interrupted; causing me to giggle, everyone else chuckled. Jasper went on with a smile ‘Two, I can laser, which would remove most of it. Three I can write you a prescription tretinoin, that would work better then what your using. I have to tell you though” he grew serious “after six years; I don’t think that will help very much.”

I looked at him; Edward spoke up now, “So you’re saying she should have it removed?” Jasper shook his head “No, what I’m saying is that if it bothers you, and makes you self conscious, then your best bet is option one. But of course I’m a surgeon” he said with a smug smile “I like to cut people open, and that’s why I got into plastic surgery, to help people who are disfigured and scared. Give them their self esteem back. Help a child who has a cleft palate to live a normal life. It’s rewarding.’


I was getting ready to answer him when Emmet blurted out “You became a plastic surgeon so you can look at tits all day.” Alice scowled at him, Jasper chuckled again “I’ll agree tits and facelifts pay for the house, but really it’s this kind of stuff that gives me the most satisfaction from my job. So think about it, if you want to, call my office make an appointment and we can get it done.”

I scrunched my face “Do I have to be in the hospital”

“No....we can do that in the office, it would take about an hour. A day or two of mild discomfort and swelling, two weeks you’ll barely see it, and it will be completely gone in a month.”

I sighed “I have to see if my insurance will cover it”

Jasper groaned pulling his hands to his chest “Your mortally wounding me....I just got done telling you how much satisfaction I get from helping people and you go reduce it to dollars and cents.” turning to Emmet he mutters “Women”

Emmet shook his head “I know dude, I know”

“Ok, I’m getting out, I’m getting all pruney” Alice said as she scooted over the side. “Let’s play a game of spades”

After drying off and refilling our drinks. We spent the rest of the time playing spades. Before I knew it, the baby monitor was alerting Alice that Mia was up. When I looked up, the clock said it was 4:30. Edward asked if I was ready to go, I gathered my stuff opting to go home in my suit and skirt, hugged Alice good-bye and thanked her again for the invite.

Emmet and Rose walked out with us, in the driveway Rose hugged me, “Listen, if you need to talk, you call me. I’m not a psych major, but I know this life, and it helps to have someone to talk to” I nodded “Thanks Rose”

“Any time girl”

Edward had already put my duffle bag in the trunk and was holding the door open for me.
As we drove away, he smiled at me “Did you have a nice day?”

“Yes. Your family is great. Emmet’s hilarious; Rose kind of balances him out. Your mom is wonderful, she so compassionate. And your dad well he’s just so...so handsome.” He glared at me “Handsome?” I nodded with a grin “Ah hah”

“I’m going to have to watch you around my father.” I giggled

He laughed “So what do you want to do now.” groaning I answered “I would really like to take a shower and I have to food shop. Other then that I don’t know” He pursed his lips “Well, I have to get a few things, how about I go home shower and pick you up we can go together”

“Are you taking me on a date to the grocery store?” He had a perplexed look on his face “I guess I am”

“Alrighty then” I chuckled. He got out opened my door and retrieved my bag. Placing a chaste kiss on my lips “Half an hour enough time?”

“Yeah” I started walking towards the back door “Bella” I turned around to face him “Your scar, don’t have it removed.” I watched as he walked closer to me. “But when we were talking about it, you looked like....like it was disgusting, like you hated it.”

He narrowed his eyes “I’m sorry...I don’t hate your scar, I hate that something that awful happened to you, that caused you to have the scar in the first place. You’re beautiful, everything about you is perfect just the way you are.” I dropped my duffle bag, and before I could even register what I was doing threw my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist and kissed him.

It took him a second to get over the shock of the surprise attack. When he did he grinned against my lips and kissed me back, while his hands found purchase on my bottom. Our lips moved together in harmony, I open my mouth slightly and ran my tongue over his bottom lip. He opened his mouth for me, letting me control the moment. After a minute, I pulled away from his mouth, placing my head on his shoulder. He held me tight, kissing the top of my head as I ran my fingers through his hair.


“Edward?” I asked softly

“What baby?” I kissed his neck lightly from his ear, to his chin, taking in the smell of his skin. Sweet, musky and man it was heavenly “Why don’t you call me Isabella anymore?”

He chuckled “I thought you liked Bella?”

I looked at his shirt playing with the collar while I answered “I usually do, but when you say Isabella, it makes my happy spot tickle” I wiggled my hips so he knew exactly what I was talking about. He got a sly grin on his face

“Does it now?” I nodded

“Well, I’ll tell you, I decided I was going to call you Isabella only when I mean business.” Swatting my bottom lightly so I knew what he was talking about. “Oh!” He chuckled again, “Now Miss Isabella” he said as he lowered me to the ground “Be a good girl and go get ready. I’ll be right back.”

True to his word, Edward was back. “Are you ready to go? You have your list?” I looked at him “List? I don’t have a list, I do have my coupons.” Showing him my little plastic file box.

“How do you know what to get without a list?” I shrugged “I just go up and down the aisles get what I need and what I have a coupon for.” He narrowed his eyes at me. “Well let’s go.”

Shopping with Edward was an experience. He had his list, and he didn’t get anything that wasn’t on it. He laughed at me when I bought Fruity Pebbles, telling me that they had no nutritional value. But I didn’t care, they sure do taste good. He carried all the groceries into the house for me, before leaving for a short while, to put his away. By the time he returned I had started making chicken stir fry with fried rice. Seth came in from outside through his doggy door, a few seconds before Edward knocked at the door, startling me.

“You could have warned me you know.” I said to Seth as I opened the door ‘Hi” he smiled as he kissed my cheek “Hello” he smelled the air as he came through the door “I was going to suggest we get pizza, this is better. It smells fantastic.”

“Thanks. I figured if I was hungry, you must be hungry too. Chicken Stir Fry ok with you?”

“Sounds great can I help you with anything?”

“You can set the table and get out the wine from the refrigerator. Dishes and glasses are in there” I said pointing to the cabinet.” If you don’t want wine, there is a few beers in there and Ice Tea. Help yourself.”

I put the Chicken over a bed of rice and we sat down to eat. Edward took a bite then smiled. “This is really good. When did you learn to cook? I mean... I know you were married, but not very long, and you know what they say about newlyweds.” I looked at him having no clue and waiting for him to explain

“You know, if it wasn’t for the sex, a man would starve to death.” Cocking my head to the side “I never heard that.” He shrugged “Yeah supposedly the sex is so good the first two year, the man will eat anything, burnt, raw it doesn’t matter. But only for the first two years.”

I smiled “What happens then?”

He grinned “Well, I’m told the sex dies down and the food gets better.”

I burst out laughing. “Oh really? And who told you this?”

He thought for a minute “My really fat married friends.” then he laughed along with me.

I got my laughter under control “I been cooking since I was ten. When I moved with Charlie, all he could cook was bacon and eggs or fish. He tried to cook but I guess he had ‘Newlywed Syndrome” I chuckled “because it was either burnt or raw, the man almost started the kitchen on fire making spaghetti noodles.”

Edward looked at me in shock “Yeah he did! So I started cooking.” He narrowed his eyes “That’s a big responsibility for a child.”

“Well it was either that or we eat at the Dinner all the time.”


“Where was Leah’s mom?” I swallowed my food and took a drink before answering “Harry, Leah’s dad died when I was twelve. My dad and Sue didn’t start going out until I was fourteen. Then it was two years later when they got married. She didn’t move in until after they were married. I don’t ever remember her sleeping over. Charlie always thought the shock of seeing that would corrupt me or something.” Edward picked up his glass “He sounds like a good father.” I nodded “Yes, he is. I love him; he was always there for me. I mean he was twenty-nine when I came to live with him. He had his life, but he always put me first”.

Edward picked up the wine bottle inclining it in my direction, silently asking if I wanted more. “Please” I said pushing the glass towards him.

“Isn’t that what fathers, are suppose to do? Put their child’s needs above their own?” I nodded “Your right. I was lucky to have him, to still have him, and Sue. She has always been like a mother to me, even when Harry was alive.”

I got up and started clearing the dishes. Edward helped and in no time at all, the dish washer was humming away. As I put the leftovers away Edward came up behind me wrapping his arms around me. “Thank you for dinner” turning in his arms so I was facing him “Your welcome, it’s nice to actually cook for somebody”

He smiled at me, leaned in and kissed me tenderly. “Ah, my Bella. You can cook for me anytime. Now it’s a great night, why don’t we take Seth out for a walk?”

I looked out the window it was still light out. “Ok.” As soon as I had his leash in my hand, Seth was sitting at the door waiting. “Smart Dog” Edward said as he patted his head, looking at me he added “Maybe you should bring a jacket or something; it’s probably chilly with the sun going down.”

It was a beautiful night, and Edward was right I did need a sweatshirt. I’m not use to having people take care of me, or looking out for my welfare. I was always the one who took care of other people. “What are thinking about?” His question brought me back to reality.

“Excuse me what did you say?”

He chuckled ‘You looked like you were deep in thought; I just wondered what you were thinking about.”

“Oh” I blushed “It’s really stupid.” He didn’t say anything at first

“You going to tell me?”

“I was just thinking that it is a nice night out.”

“And?”

“And that you were right.”

“I usually am, what I was right about though.”

I rolled my eyes “You’re usually right, uh?”

He looked smug “Yes Mama” We turned the corner “Well, when you said I would need a jacket, you were right”

“Bella that wasn’t hard to figure out, it gets cold when the sun goes down.” He smirked at me “I know, it’s just...I just, am not use to someone looking out for me. I always am the one who looks out for other people...and I was thinking that it’s ...nice that you thought about me and my comfort.”

We stopped for Seth to use a fire hydrant, he placed his hand on my face, cupping the side of my jaw. “It’s my job to take care of you, a job I take very seriously” He kissed my other cheek. “I told you last night, for some reason I am drawn to you.” His hand left my face, tucking a stand of hair behind my ear, playing with the end of it. “I feel very ...protective, of you. And there is something you will learn about me, and learn it real quick. I don’t do anything halfway. I’m an, all or nothing kind of guy.”

He took my hand as we started walking again, rounding another corner on the way back. “Why Edward?” He looked at me waiting for me to finish my question. “Why me? I’m not sophisticated, I’m not one of the beautiful people, my experience in the bedroom is...limited at best, I have no idea what I’m doing, or what you expect from me. I just don’t see why you of all people would want to waste your time with someone like me”

We were walking back into my yard. Once we were in the house I filled my glass with wine “Do you want some of this?” He nodded. After taking his glass he took my hand “Come here, sit with me.”

He lead me to the couch, smiling sadly “Let’s talk. I was going to bring some of this up tomorrow, but it looks like it needs to be addressed now.” I sat angled next to him quietly sipping wine while he talked.


“Why you? That’s probably the hardest of your questions. I don’t know why you. I don’t know why I’m drawn to you. Thursday night, you said...it must be fate. I never believed in fate, but I’m starting to now. All I know is that from the moment I bumped into you and felt that charge, I can’t get you out of my mind. As far as your ...bedroom experience, that’s irrelevant. In fact it’s better that way. For one I don’t have a lot of other men looking at you, thinking what a great fuck you were.” I rolled my eyes “Another reason is you won’t have to unlearn any...bad habits. It will be like you’re a virgin all over again.”

“Now, let me ask you some questions.” I sat up a little straighter “What did you mean when you said you’re not, sophisticated?”

I took another drink and swallowed. “I come from a small town, a tiny little hick town of three thousand people.” I snorted “For god’s sake, I got married right out of high school, like the little hick girl who got knocked up on prom night. Only I wasn’t knocked up, so I can’t even use that as an excuse for my stupidity.”

“Look at me Bella.” I did “I wouldn’t call that stupidity. I would call that a bad decision made by a young, impressionable girl. Is there any doubt in your mind that had James been the kind of husband he should have been, that you would still be with him?” He looked at me pointedly, raising one eye brow.

“No, I would be.” he nodded. “I wouldn’t say that because you grew up in a small town, that you are a hick. That implies low intelligence and narrow mindedness. Of which you are neither. So don’t put yourself down.”

Holding both my hands he pulled me towards him “Come here” I got up; he situated me so I was facing him, straddling his thighs. He smiled at me, running his hand down the length of my hair.

“Now as far as you not knowing what you’re doing...hmmm...Can you follow directions?” I smiled and nodded. “Then my dear, you’ll know what to do. Follow my directions, don’t try to think or figure out what I’m going to do, and you will do just fine.” He brushed his lips over mine “And as far as what I expect, we’ll talk about that tomorrow.”

He grinned, kissing me again, this time deeper, opening his mouth letting our tongues tangle is a slow dance. My hands moved to his hair. His hands slid from my hips up to my ribs, then around to back, pulling me closer.

My breast pushed up against his chest, I could feel his muscles heave with each breath. He moved from my lips to my neck, kissing and sucking the space under my ear. His right hand was on my ribs; his thumb was tracing the underside of my breast. My breathing increased, until I was practically panting.

My hands moved down to his chest, rubbing over the tense muscles under his shirt. I just wanted to feel his skin, my hands slipped under the material, that tingly sensation was intensified as desire ripped through me. His hands were on my bare stomach, moving up to cup my breast. His thumbs moved over my nipples, making them harder than they already were. I pulled back looking into his eyes, they were darker than before, he pulled my hair back in one of his hands, tugging gently so I had to lift my chin. His lips crushed to mine, in a searing passionate kiss, leaving me breathless.

He left go of my hair, holding on to the end of my shirt, tugging it up. I pulled back, raising my arms, giving silent permission. He threw my shirt on the floor, as his eyes took in my blue laced bra. I felt slightly exposed, so I reached down to finish unbuttoning his shirt. Once it was open, I placed small wet kisses over his pecks, and up to his ear, nibbling lightly on the lobe. He groaned as I shifted my hips, letting his erection rub against my core. He thrust up, making me moan from the friction. His hands were at my back, opening the clasp on my bra. He was running his tongue in a wet line from neck to my collar bone.


His hands came to my shoulders, he pulled back to look at me “Bella, Not that it would bother me, but unless you want the neighbors to get a free show, maybe you want to close the blinds.” I looked over at the now dark exterior “OH!” I giggled “I forgot” he chuckled as I pressed the button to give us privacy. He was still smiling as he looked in my eyes, drawing the straps from my bra down over my arms and discarding it with my shirt. “Stand up baby” I looked at him, he cocked his head to the side, smiling sheepishly.

I stood with my arms folded over my breast. He chuckled pulling my hands down to my side. I felt very exposed and uncomfortable. He looked at me and grabbed a hold of my hips, making me take a step towards him. He kissed my stomach once, twice three times, letting his tongue dip into my navel, making my breath hitch. My hands went back into his hair so I could steady myself. His hands started to open the button on my pants. He looked up at me and I nodded. He opened my pants, pulling them down over my thighs. When they pooled at my feet, I stepped out of them and kicked them to the side.

With his hands on my hips, he had me take a step back, and then he eyed me, from my feet all the way up my body. When he reached my eyes, he stood. He held his hand out to me to take, when I did, he spun me around so my back was to him. He pulled my hair over my left shoulder, kissing it as his right arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I felt dizzy from the close contact. His erection was being pushed into my back, I moaned from the knowledge that I had excited him. He left out a long breath

“Isabella, you are absolutely beautiful.” I blushed at the compliment, he chuckled, kissing up my neck “Do you doubt me woman?” I shook my head and giggled. “No, I just think you’re a little bias”

“Hmmm...Maybe, but that’s my right isn’t it?” he said as his hand came up to cup my breast.

“Come here, lay down on the couch.” I looked at him unsure what he wanted. “Directions, remember.” I nodded, and complied. I looked up at him, watching as he took his shirt off letting it drop to the floor. My eyes raked over his torso. The defined muscles of his chest, the tight abdominal muscles expanding with each breath he took. His jeans hung loose over his hips. He was gorgeous. He smirked, kneeling down next to the couch.

“Did you just call me gorgeous?” I bit my lip, blushing as I diverted my eyes from his. “Umm...maybe?” he snickered, leaning over to cup my face with his hands before kissing me again.

I felt his tongue seeking entrance again, I accommodated. He kissed the side of my face before looking in my eyes. “Bella? Do you trust me?” I nodded. “Say it baby.”

I touched his face with my finger tips. “I trust you, Edward.”

Holding both my hands he stretched my arms up over my head, so they lay on the arm of the couch. He looked at me with a stern forceful gaze. Not a gaze that would make me afraid, but a gaze that caused my thighs to rub together, as the wetness gathered there.

“Don’t move your arms; you can move anything else, but not those. Make as much noise as you want. I just want to try something.” He smiled, cupping my chin “Do you understand?”

I nodded “Say it, Isabella.”

“Yes Sir, I understand.” he winked ‘Good girl” then he kissed me again.


Softly his hands moved up to my breast. He cupped them gently rubbing his thumb over my nipple, causing me to moan in his mouth. He started placing small kisses down my neck, over my collar bone, moving down over my breast.

His tongue swirled around my nipple, before he sucked it into his mouth. I arched my back and moaned as his hand teased the other one. He was relentless; I closed my eyes as the sensation became intense. My thighs started to move on their own accord, as I tried to find friction. I could feel the building of pressure in my stomach, but the release I desired was nowhere to be found. My breathing was erratic, and it took everything I had to keep my hands in the position he placed them in.

He was starting to use his teeth over my nipple, pulling it taunt, the pressure kept building, but no matter what I did I couldn’t find release. “Please”... I begged, his fingers squeezed a little tighter, but that only caused the pressure to build more. I was arching my back, trying to get him to take more of me in his mouth as I moaned in frustration

“Please...Ohhh... Edward ...Please...” I practically begged. He stopped the motion he was making with his mouth “What do you want, Isabella?” I looked at him. His eyes were dark and dangerous. “Please…” My voice came out pleading. He was rolling my nipples between his fingers, sucking lightly on my neck.

“Mmm...You are so responsive to my touch, I could do this all night.” he murmured against my neck.

“Oh My God...noooo...ahhhh... pleeeaaassse” I was getting desperate.

“Tell me what you need Isabella, maybe I’ll give it to you.” He whispered in my ear.

His mouth was back on my breast. I was panting so loudly it was almost embarrassing. I couldn’t think all I wanted was to feel the release that my body so desperately needed. My thighs were so tightly squeezed together they were starting to cramp.

“Please Edward....please… I want to…I need… to cum....please” I spoke with haggard breaths.

“Hmm… I bet you do.” He chuckled deviously, as he still had one nipple between his fingers while he rubbed the scruff on his chin over the other.

He kissed me again, deep and passionately, my insides were on fire, I couldn’t do anything to get rid of the burn that I was feeling. His mouth was back, he held my nipple between his teeth, flicking it with his tongue. I moaned so loud, I never felt so wanton, so in need of release. My mouth spoke the words, before my brain could stop them

“Damn It Edward ....Please!”

And he bit down hard on one nipple while he pinched the other. My body convulsed, and I screamed in sweet relief. The mixture of the pleasure and pain feeling so good, it felt like my body was floating. I was aware of his hands lightly rubbing my breast, as I tried to slow down my breathing.

I opened my eyes to the feel of Edward planting soft kisses on my lips. He smiled warmly at me. “You alright?”

“Yeah” my voice was still breathless, as I looked in his eyes “Wow! That was...Wow!” He snickered, “Come here” he said as he lifted me up into his lap. He brushed the hair from my sweaty face, kissing the top of my head.

We were quiet for a few minutes, my breathing coming back to normal as I lay safely in his arms. My head resting against his shoulder, I kissed his neck as his hands stroked my back. I could live with this.

“Better?”

I nodded “Yeah, I never... orgasmed like that before.”

He chuckled. “You did really good baby. You just have to follow directions. The rest you’ll learn.” I was going to answer him when I heard someone bursting into the room.

“Bella!...Oh My God”

Leah was standing in the doorway, with Jake behind her. She turned around quickly. It took Jake a second to understand the scene in front of him, before he turned around. “Bella, we’ll be in the kitchen.” she pulled Jake with her.

“Shit!” I looked at Edward he had a arrogant look on his face, I giggled.

“Well, this ought to be interesting” he chuckled before kissing me quickly and handing me my shirt.

I walked out into the kitchen to a very embarrassed Leah. Jake was waiting out on the patio.
“I’m sorry Bella. I tried to call you, but you didn’t answer the phone.” Edward came out into the kitchen his shirt was on, but not buttoned. “I’m sorry Edward, really I am. Anyway, I’m leaving now” she was walking out the door when she turned around “Answer your phone next time, or at least hang a sock on your door or something.” she advised before closing the door.


I looked to Edward; he was looking down at the floor running his hands through his hair. “I’m sorry, they really worry about me.” he shook his head, pulling me into his arms, he laughed

“I haven’t been caught making out since I was seventeen. It’s kind of funny. Anyway, I have to get going.” I looked at him sadly. “You do” he kissed me “Yes, I do. I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning at nine thirty. Is that alright with you?”

I nodded. He buttoned up his shirt, and started for the door. He held my chin for a second looking in my eyes then leaned in to kiss me. “No masturbating allowed Isabella” And he walked out the door smirking at my stunned face.