Chapter 37

EPOV

I watched Bella drive away in my car and as she rounded the corner I glanced up at the sky. There’s a storm coming. Turning to move back in the garage - to set about changing the tire - I had a dreadful feeling come over me and my thoughts from a few minutes ago rang in my ears.

There’s a storm coming.

It wasn’t a rain storm that threatened to break forth at any minute. No this was a storm of pivotal proportions and I knew it had everything to do with Bella. I also knew that it had to do with last night, something had freaked her out. In hindsight the caning demonstration might have been a bad idea. The thing was Bella had indicated both English and Sensual Caning as a ‘want to try’ on her limits. I knew that Cameron was doing his demonstration, and since she asked about corporal punishment last week I thought it would be perfect. She would be able to witness both at the same time.

I wouldn’t be using corporal punishment on her not now and probably not ever. However witnessing the scene might have addressed some of her questions about the brutality of it. In all actuality it really was no different than any other scene that gets demonstrated. Bella was fine during the set up; it was the first strike that got to her.

By the time Cameron had administered three or four strikes she was so anxious when she looked in my eyes I knew there was more to it than just the caning itself. I needed to get her out of there fast. The strikes of the cane come so quickly and by the time we started moving Bella was so frightened she was trembling with her face buried in my neck, like she was trying to hide from something.

It took fifteen minutes of me just holding her in the bar area before I could set her down, then the fear was back in her eyes as soon I mentioned going down stairs. I had no intensions of taking her back through the room being used for demonstration; no, we would be going by elevator. Just as it started to move my phone vibrated to alert me that BFF was set to begin.

I debated removing the toy but then I thought after the strain Bella had just been through she could use the release. We had come to a stop and I turned the key to override the doors so they would remain closed. I wanted to make her cum, to feel the heat of her body under my touch, so that’s what I did, and the look of lust in her eyes as I licked my thumb made my dick throb. I thought about fucking her right then and there, but I knew that Aro would be looking for me soon and I didn’t think Bella would appreciate being found in that position.

The dance area was rather full so we stood along the side wall in our own little world. Angela came over to get my drink order. She was a sweet girl who I had played with from time to time; she was only into bondage wanting to be restrained in the oddest of positions for long periods of time. I never stuck my dick in her, to tell the truth I never had the desire to. In fact she always wore her bra and panties and the most skin she saw on me was my bare chest. Yet still I caught the sideward glare she gave to Bella, I was going to have to do something about that.

I sent Bella over with Jane while I did the sign-in count for the weekend, and then there seemed to be some discrepancy with the liquor. I needed to make sure that Mike and Eric counted the bottles accurately when the delivery arrived, simple human error can cause a lot of problems. While I was speaking with them, Garrett asked if it would be alright for him to talk with Bella. He told me what it was in reference to; I gave my permission and then watched to see what she would do.

Bella’s instructions for the evening were not to speak with anyone without my permission. I had told her to talk freely with Jane, but Garrett was something different. Out of the corner of my eye I watched her search the room for me and an astounding sense of pride overwhelmed me as she met my gaze for approval.

Right before I was getting ready to leave, Aro told me that he was going to allow Stefan to pay his past due amounts in small payments as long as he remained current with any upcoming ones. I was going to ask him about the statement Stefan made about Bella’s finances but I didn’t have to.

“Apparently Edward, Isabella’s financial situation is common knowledge.”

“How can that be, when I don’t even know?” I asked astonished.

Aro sat behind his desk rubbing his chin like he was deep in thought.

“I’ve come to the conclusion that someone has been digging around to gain information about Ms. Swan. For what reason I don’t know; it is more than likely plain curiosity. They all seem to know of my personal involvement with her,” he smiled. “Ahhh…it is exhausting sometimes.” I wasn’t sure if he meant his involvement with Bella or dealing with people. I didn’t get a chance to ask because Aro went on.

“I don’t know why that information is so important to anyone…” he stopped talking for a second opening the desk drawer to pull out a small notebook. “…In any case…” he handed me a business card that he retrieved from the front pocket, “…I believe you should have Isabella give Mr. Weiss a call and have him check into who has been looking into her personal information. You cannot confront anyone as to their motives until you know who it is.”

I looked at the card - Alistair Weiss, Private Investigations. “Do you really think this is necessary? I believe just the thought of needing to hire him is going to worry her.”

“You can hire him on your own without her knowledge,” Aro sighed and then he shrugged. “That has connotations with it that might give her the wrong idea about your motives. I told you to be honest in all things and keeping that from Ms. Swan might be detrimental to your relationship, when she finds out.” he looked at me pointedly “Let there be no doubt in your mind Edward, she will find out.”

I thought about what he was saying and keeping the fact that I hired someone - even if it was for Bella’s own good – to delve in her personal affairs would defiantly cause damage. Then another thought occurred to me.

“What if there is nothing to find or if he can’t find anything? Then I’ve worried her for nothing.” It seemed like a damned if I do and damned if I don’t situation. Aro let out a long exhausted sigh.

“Edward someone knows something from somewhere. I’ve worked with Mr. Weiss a few times and he is a sneaky little cuss and if there is anything at all for him to find then he will. I believe it is worth your time and effort if for no other reason than your own piece of mind. Personally, I would tell Ms. Swan what you are doing, but that is up to you.” I took his suggestion sticking the card in my pocket and went to get Bella so we could leave.

Zarfina was on the other side of the office door getting ready to knock when I opened it, startling both of us. After we greeted each other it dawned on me that she would be a good person for Bella to witness a live scene with. Zarfina was not into anything heavy nor does she allow many people to participate or to watch. When I asked her, she seemed slightly hesitant about the idea because although she had heard a lot about Bella she had yet to meet her. I would rectify that obstacle immediately.

Bella was sitting with her back to the room but instantly turned around to see me, rising when I motioned for her to come. By the time she got to me, Zarfina and I were in a discussion over specific dates and times. I told her it didn’t matter that I would check the schedule and as long as she agreed we would be there. After I introduced them and she saw firsthand how respectful and obedient Bella was – in her presentation as well as looking to me once again before speaking – she agreed to my request.

Once we got to the car my phone vibrated and I told Bella that she was going to have to hold that one. Which she did with very little effort, telling me what her and Jane spoke about, without so much as a squeak to indicate that anything was happing to her. The only time she seemed to stumble over her words was when she told me that it was sounds the cane made that upset her, becoming evasive when I asked for clarification.

In the house I was going to send her upstairs but then had second thoughts. Looking around the living room my eyes fell on the couch and I tried to judge the height, figuring there was only one way to find out, I had her kneel.

Seth needed to be let out and I had to quickly gather some things from the playroom. Bella was in the same position I left her in. Giving me the privilege of peeling what felt like three ounces of material, which somehow qualified for a dress, off her body. Ever since yesterday when she informed me that Big Blue was not so big I wanted to find out what exactly she would consider big. So I set her up for some anal play, never thinking that I would get to stick my dick in her.

I expected her to beg and she did not disappoint, pleading with me to fuck her ass. I put her legs over the couch her body slid down my shaft. Between the tightness and the cold from the frozen dildo I almost lost it before then and there. Bella moved her body to meet my strokes moaning as her muscles clamped down around my dick when she came, causing me to follow in my own release. She was glorious and exhausted.

After a quick bath of which I believe she slept through I figured Bella was out for the night, so it surprised me that she got up to use the bathroom. When she came back to bed it was a restless night and when she got up I knew that something was wrong. The problem is she wouldn’t tell me what it was.

I waited in bed as long as I could, thinking she might return. When it appeared to be an acceptable time to wake, I found her down on the couch with a cup of coffee and the book. I asked her outright what was the matter but she avoided answering. Last night in the car I could believe that she truly didn’t know what was vexing her. That morning I wasn’t buying the bill of goods she was selling; she knew damn well what had set her off and was just refusing to talk about it.

I suppose that would have been alright had it not been for the fact that it was clearly doing damage to her state of mind. I wasn’t going to push her for the information, or at least not at that moment. Instead deciding to be patient hoping that it wouldn’t take too long, or I just might end up frustrated enough to demand the information.

Yeah I just might end up doing that.

Putting the jack away and the flat tire in her trunk I couldn’t help but wonder how long Bella is going to be able to keep it to herself before she cracks. Hoping that whatever is locked away in the recesses of her mind will work their way out. For Bella’s sake, I hoped it didn’t take too long because the weight of it was already weighing heavy on her heart, causing needless anxiety.

I took Seth with me to Jacob’s, he had been cooped up in the house and I thought he might like the ride, besides he was good company. I could tell him all I was thinking while he just listened knowing damn well he would never repeat it.

Sitting at the stop light rubbing behind his ears I spoke out loud, “Hey boy, are you going to help me watch mommy? I think she is going to need us.” He didn’t answer of course but he tilted his head and the way his big sad eyes were looking at me I swear he understood.

Jacob was expecting me so he had one of the stalls empty allowing me to pull right in. When I got out he wiped his hands off on the towel he had hanging from the side of his pants then shook my hand, before I took an excited Seth out of the car.

“What are you, on doggie duty now?” He asked with a grin pointing to Seth.

“Yeah,” I chuckled. “Something like that.”

Jacob shook his head then leaned down to pat Seth. “That’s ok, he’s a good dog…aren’t ya boy?” he stood straight and looked to me, “I told Bella she should get a dog but I was thinking a Pit Bull or a Rottie, something with teeth. A mean nasty dog that would tear someone apart for her, but noooo.., she takes one look at this guy and falls in love,” he shook his head.

“Awe…look at him how could you not love him?”

“Yeah well, love won’t help her if someone comes in her house again. Seth here…” Jacob tilted his head sideways in the direction of the dog, “…he would be hiding under the bed and there wouldn’t be any room for Bella,” he smirked. “Then again, have you seen under her bed?” I laughed with him nodding my head while he added, “there isn’t any room for anything under that bed!”

I agreed with him because he was right, it was filled with all kinds of plastic totes. Jacob sighed and then stopped laughing, “is the tire in the trunk?” I nodded again telling him yes then he added, “pop it open.”

While he took it out to refill with air he asked when was the last time she drove the car. I had to think for a minute then I realized that it was Thursday.

“So the car was in Bella’s garage,” he wasn’t asking me he just assumed that’s where it was.

“No, it was in my driveway until Friday morning then I put it in my garage.”

“Hmmm…” he hummed placing the tire in a large drum of water then turning it over to the other side before continuing with his thought. “There is nothing wrong with this tire Edward, looks like someone let the air out of it.”

What the fuck?

Seth barked and when I looked down at him he was looking at the tire that Jake had leaning up against the barrel. Jacob squatted down and pulled something out of the valve; it looked like a small silver pin. “Yeah, see? They stuck the pin in to let the air leak out slowly.”

Seth barked again and I thought about that night that he was looking out the window down into the driveway - was that Wednesday or Thursday? Wednesday was the night of her punishment and we slept in her room, it had to be Thursday.

“Mother Fucker!”

Jacob looked to me waiting, “someone was in the driveway Thursday night, actually Friday morning,” then I wondered and asked, “Jacob how long would it take for the tire to go flat enough that Bella would have a problem?”

He shrugged, “it’s hard to say depends how much air came out of it when the pin was put it. If it was really slow, I would say three maybe four hours; but when the tires spin they heat up so the air would release faster.”

Alright, I was beginning to get concerned. There were too many little things adding up and I thought about that first night we went to dinner at Jacob’s. The car in the alley almost hitting Bella as it raced up the street. The collar missing and then turning up some place it shouldn’t have been. That night Seth was barking out in the yard, now the tire and everyone knowing Bella’s personal business.

What the fuck is going on?

My thoughts must have shown in my expression because Jacob got a look of concern. “What’s the matter?”

I wasn’t sure what to tell him, there was nothing concrete, but I didn’t like the feeling I was getting in the pit of my stomach. I started adding up all the odd things for him, Jacob didn’t look any happier than I did. I was trying to think of anyone that would hold some kind of grudge against Bella when a thought occurred to me.

“Jacob do you think her husband would come around?”

His face went from concern to outright fury. “Ex-piece-of-shit husband.” He pushed the floor jack under the car with more force than was necessary pumping the lever to make the car rise. He took a few deep breaths calming himself.

“I don’t think so, but I wouldn’t put anything past him. I should have done the world a favor and killed the son of a bitch when I had the chance.” I wasn’t sure if he was talking to me or just making a general statement. He gave me a quick glance with narrowed eyes.

“You know, some of what you are telling me sounds like the coward…unless he’s drunk, oh then he’s a big man. That’s the only reason he called Leah that night. He left Bella tied to the fucking table half dead and that mother fucker drove back to Forks then went to the bar and got drunk! Then he calls my wife and says, ‘you’re talking to a rich man’ then hangs up. Leah freaked, started screaming thinking he killed Bella.” He was quiet while he removed the dounut spare.

“Fucking Bella, I’ve been telling her for a year to get a real tire!” Jacob was angry or troubled, I couldn’t tell which. I was thinking about changing the subject, but I wanted to know what happened that night and I sure as hell wasn’t hearing it from Bella.

“It’s kind of my fault that asshole isn’t in jail. Bella didn’t press charges, in fact she lied and said she didn’t know who attacked her just to protect me, and now that fucker is walking around free today because I couldn’t control my temper!” He threw the little spare into the corner so hard that bounced off the wall.

“God damn fucking pieces of junk, you pay thirty thousand dollars for a car, you’d think they would give you a real fucking tire!” I agreed with him but didn’t say anything about the tire; I did however ask another question.

“You don’t think he would come around?”

Jake glared at me. “You know as stupid as he is, I don’t think he’s dumb enough to go anywhere near Bella. All it would take is one anonymous call and that rape kit that contains his DNA…”

“Rape kit?” The word from Bella’s mouth came back to my mind, ‘willingly.’

“Yeah…they have it in their unsolved files somewhere collecting dust, because of me.” Jacob was banging on the new spare to get it over the rim. “I couldn’t help myself when we walked in that kitchen, I thought she was dead…” Jacob’s voice got slightly shaky while he blinked away unshed tears.

“…I lost it and the faster I drove the madder I got. There he was sitting on a god damn bar stool all smug …I told him ‘you want to beat somebody with a belt? come on asshole’ and I took off my belt and beat him like he beat Bella.” He had stopped working, instead staring down at the tire that was now mounted. Finally he looked at me.

“I tried to get her to press charges, I would have taken my medicine, gotten a good lawyer and pled temporary insanity, but she wouldn’t do it.” He laughed without humor. “That’s Bells for you, loyal to a fault and fucking stubborn as hell. Do you know that when she can’t sleep she will walk that dog outside at two o’clock in the morning?”

“What? No…she would be afraid.”

Jacob raised his eyebrows, “I’m telling you she does, and then she says, ‘I have pepper spray.’” His voiced rose while his head wobbled in an attempted to sound like her. It would have been funny had I not been mad.

“Well, I can guarantee Bella won’t be doing that anymore,” I assured him.

“Good…hey what was the name of that guy? Cecil?” I smiled at him once I figured out what he was talking about.

“Caius Salvador. Why?”

Jacob assured me that he never heard of him, but he was going to call a few people from home to see if anyone knew him. Once the tire was back on the car and a real spare in the trunk I was ready to leave when my phone rang.

“Hello Bella.”

“Hi”

Jacob yelled, “hey Bells, you have a real fucking tire now!”

“Tell Jake I said hi and thank you...” Bella giggled. After relaying the message, Bella wanted to know what was wrong with her tire; I didn’t want to get into it right at that moment so I changed the subject.

“Are you calling to tell me what you want for dinner?”

Jacob’s mouth gapped open, “you cook too?” he asked under his breath then added, “are you sure you’re the dom?”

I laughed quietly while Bella told me she wanted Italian something with lots of gooey cheese, and rich chocolate cake for dessert.

When I hung up Jacob looked at me and I knew he had something to say, “I don’t know how you were with other women, but my man you are fucking whipped.” I shook my head grinning while putting Seth in the car, but he wasn’t done. “I’m serious, look at you making dinner, doing the dishes, walking the dog…Hell, you are probably going home to fold laundry.”

I laughed, “as a matter of fact I am!” The load of wash Bella had done earlier was still in the dryer.

We said our good-byes and right before I shut the door Jacob stopped me. “Seriously Edward, keep an eye on her. Bella is a lot more fragile then she pretends to be.” I nodded because I was well aware of that. “You let me know if anything else strange occurs or if you find anything out. Bells is like my sister…I let her down once, it’s not going to happen again.” He got a distant look in his eyes then grinned.

“Did she tell you that she forced me to kiss her once?” I laughed because when Bella told me that story she also said that he would claim to be forced. Jacob hummed in his throat, “Hmmm…maybe she does have some dominatrix in her…anyway, I really hope she’s a better kisser, because she was all smushy wet lips…eww, gross.”

I laughed again, “good-bye Jacob,” shutting the door to make our way home.

Stopping at the red light I started piecing together all that Jacob had said about the attack on Bella with what I had learned from her. The attack happened in her kitchen, when James left she must have been unconscious because she didn’t call for help and Jacob had said he thought she was dead. Then James had beaten her with is belt. I rubbed my eyes with the pads of my fingers – what kind of welts and bruises would that leave? The car behind me beeped waking me from my thoughts and I drove home with pictures in my mind of the woman I loved battered and bruised.

As soon as we got home I put Seth in the yard, he had been in the house all morning then on the leash and he needed to use up some energy and do his business while I folded the wash. When that was done I got his lunch and then mine before making phone calls. Dinner reservations were easy; I figured seven-thirty was a good time since Bella could shower and rest for an hour before we had to leave.

The call to Mr. Weiss was something else.

Talking to him, I gave him Aro’s name as a reference then told him what I needed done, giving him as much information as I could. He told me that it would be easier for him if I could get Bella’s social security number then we discussed cost and time lengths. He said that we could have basic information by the end of next week, but anything more in-depth could take him another week or two. That was fine with me; I just had to figure out how I was going to bring the subject up to Bella.

There was one more call I needed to make before she came home.

“Hello Edward, to what do I owe this pleasure?”

“Do I need a reason to call my favorite girl?” I could hear the smile on her face.

“Oh, I’m not your favorite girl anymore. But that’s ok, all little boys have to grow up and leave their mothers. I’m just glad that you are leaving me for someone like Bella. She is a sweet girl.” I had to agree with my mom, and then got to the point of the call.

“Actually Bella is the reason I’m calling. You know those old dressers you have in the attic, I was wondering if I can get one of them?” Bella needed to have someplace to keep her clothes in my room. Not that I object to her wearing my clothes, I just thought she would be more comfortable in her own. Besides as sexy as she looks in only my t-shirts, she looks a hundred times better in her stuff.

“I don’t see why not, but wouldn’t you rather have the one from your old bedroom?” I would rather, but I didn’t want to ask for it, and then mom went on. “I’ll tell you what, why don’t you come over and see which one would be better; then you can gladly have it.”

Mom had plans for tomorrow that she didn’t want to tell me about, she said that Wednesday would be fine. She was going to make lunch but I told her I would pick her up and take her out, with that date set I glanced at the time, the day was gone and Bella would be home soon.

The toys I had used last night were still in the basket on the counter waiting to washed and put away. After placing the glass back in the freezer I took the other things down to the playroom. Bella had my keys so I used the spare one that I kept on top of the doorframe. I know that there are a lot of Dominants who require their submissive to take care of those things. But I am too particular with how I want stuff in my playroom for anyone else to touch it. Before I closed the door I glanced over at the St. Andrews that I had set up in hopes of playing with yesterday, we would be using it for our usual on Wednesday night.

Bella had just walked into the kitchen when I came upstairs, Seth had greeted her and while she bent over to pet his head I admired her appearance. She looked professional in her grey tapered skirt and white silk shirt, with black heels that made her at least three inches taller than she was. I immediately saw the exhaustion that was evident on her face.

“Hey baby,” I said wrapping my arms around her and placing a kiss on her head. “Rough day?”

“No, not rough, I’m just tired.” That was obvious to anyone who looked at her, but there was something else contributing to her disposition.

“Reservations are later, you have some time so why don’t you go shower and lay down? I’ll bring you up a glass of wine.” I thought maybe some relaxation would definitely be a plus at that moment. Bella nodded then kissed me softly before reaching down to take off her shoes, draping them over her fingers as she walked into the other room.

While I poured us each a glass of chardonnay I noticed my phone lying on the counter had a missed call. It must have came in while I was down stairs, listening to the message it was from the contractor. He apologized for not getting back to me on Friday, saying that he had my estimate along with some plans and samples. He wanted to stop by late morning tomorrow.

I looked at the calendar on the refrigerator to make sure that the time was clear with Bella and I realized something that I would bring up tonight at dinner. Seeing no conflict in the schedule I penciled in the appointment then quickly returned his call to say I would see him around eleven, before making my way upstairs.

I was expecting to find Bella in her own room, so I was slightly surprised when it was empty. Opening the door to my room the sound of the tub filling came from the bathroom. That’s where I found her, in a mass of bubbles with her eyes closed; she knew I was there because she spoke.

“Sorry, my room doesn’t have a tub.” Her eyes opened watching me move closer.

“That’s alright; you can come in here anytime.” I told her, handing her the glass while I knelt down next to her. I watched while she took a sip. Then she leaned back against the white porcelain holding the glass with both hands while she closed her eyes again, Bella’s slow deep breaths told me she was trying hard to ease herself.

“What’s the matter baby?” Hoping she would just fucking tell me and put an end to her misery.

A sad smile played on her lips.

“Sally stayed. She was going to leave and then something happened to change her mind.” Bella tilted the glass back taking another drink while her eyes remained closed.

“That’s a good thing isn’t it?”

A shaky sigh escaped her and then her tongue swept moisture across her lips.

“That’s the best thing,” she said in a soft voice as a single tear ran down her face.

I couldn’t understand if the tear was joy, relief, or sorrow. I wanted her to explain it to me so I could get a better grip on her mood, but the knock on the bedroom door both startled and annoyed me.

“Yo…Edward, you in there?”

Emmett!

“Yeah, I’ll be right down!”

Bella looked at me in confusion while I explained, “I forgot he was coming to bring back the power washer.” She smiled in understanding while I brushed a few strands of loose hair from her face. “Are you going to be alright?”

“I’m fine.”

I wanted to call her a liar because if I was sure of anything I knew for a fact that she was anything but fine.

Halfheartedly I left her to go meet my brother downstairs. He was his usual vociferous self asking if he was interrupting something and actually looking delighted at the possibility. He took another look at me and then asked what the matter was. I guess I’m as good at hiding my distress as Bella. While we removed the washer from the back of the jeep I gave a quick rundown of all the things that have been happening around us. Emmett agreed with my assessment that it could all be coincidence; but it wasn’t worth taking the risk to not have it checked out.

“Do you think it’s her husband?”

“Ex-husband,” I corrected him and then went on, “I don’t know, but I think it’s a stronger possibility that it’s someone from the club.” I proceeded to tell him about my run in last night with Stefan.

“What the fuck is up with those people? This is a club where people go so no one passes judgement or talks about each other’s personal business - and that’s all anyone is doing. They need to knock it the fuck off!” Emmett voiced the same opinion I had. Then he stopped talking to look at me. “Does Bella have that much money?”

I shrugged because I didn’t know, and I wasn’t going to discuss Bella’s personal finances with him, so I changed the subject asking how Rose was doing. He said she was much better today after talking it through with him last night. I knew that’s what Bella needed, to open up and confide in me.

“Something freaked Bella out last night and she won’t talk to me about it. I’m almost at the point where I’m going to demand that she just fucking tell me!” Emmett shook his head then narrowed his eyes at me.

“Don’t do that. Whatever it is will work its way out. You forcing her is like…” he pursed his lips “…it’s like popping a pimple before its ready. You get the stuff off the top but not what is underneath, and that’s where the nasty stuff is.” I listened to my brother’s words of wisdom, disgusting as they were, they made sense.

“Dude, your best bet is to be patient, hold off and wait for her to come around, and believe me she will.” He sighed, “I’m not going to lie to you…it sucks watching her go through so much turmoil, wondering when she’s going to blow, but in the end it will be ok and the two of you will grow closer because of it.”

I had planned to wait as long as possible, but after listening to my brother I was more determined to wait until Bella was ready. We said goodbye (after I asked him if he could help me with the dresser over the weekend) and I went back into the house to find Bella sleeping in my bed.

Even during a small nap she was restless, so I lay down next to her snuggling her body close to mine. I could feel her relax as a deep sigh escaped her lips while I removed the hair from around her face she spoke.

“Edward.” I couldn’t tell if she was awake or not so I didn’t answer instead I squeezed my arms tighter around her back eliciting a soft sigh. “What time is it?”

Bella’s question made me smile because I knew for sure she was awake.

“Almost six. I was going to shower and then wake you.”

“I’m awake; thank you for letting me sleep, I was really tired.” I remained quiet while I watched her roll on her back and do that stretch thing with her body. The one where she raises her arms over her head and arches her back so her breasts hike up in the air. I couldn’t help myself, my lips found her nipple sucking it into my mouth.

“Mmmm…” the sound vibrated through her chest making my dick ache. Pulling away to look in her eyes, Bella’s hands cupped my face, her fingers running through the stubble she pleaded, “don’t stop!”

“I thought you wanted ooey, gooey, cheesy stuff and rich chocolate cake?” She pulled on my face so I came closer to hers.

“We have ten minutes.” Her lips almost touched mine as she spoke.

“Ten minutes? You think I can perform in that amount of time?” Looking into her eyes I found the twinkle that had been missing all day.

“Uh huh, I have complete faith in you.” Her lips touched mine for a brief moment.

“Hmmm… there’s one little problem, I still have my pants on.” Bella’s head snapped back with a look of disapproval, narrowed eyes and taut jaw.

“Well get to it!” she ordered snapping her fingers.

“Yes Ma’am!”

Two seconds later my pants were on the floor and we made the best use of our ten minutes.