Chapter 70

EPOV
I had three choices.

I could pretend that I hadn’t heard or cared that Bella offered her time to my sister, which being Saturday was actually my time she was giving away. I could speak with her about the infraction, let her help my sister and then reprimand her with a small punishment. The last option would be to forbid Bella from going to Alice’s and instead admonish her thoughtlessness with a harsh penalty.

The first choice was completely out of the question. Bella’s inattention to detail was not something that I was going to be able to let her get away with. Even though she had good intentions that would ultimately benefit my sister, she should have asked me first. My plans for the morning had no bearing on our arrangement. Her time from Friday night at six pm until Sunday night at six pm was not her own. Without a prior warning or an emergency she could make no plans for herself without my permission. I knew it and as soon as the words left her mouth Bella knew it too. Her eyes shot to mine holding my gaze for a brief moment with an expression of guilt.

No, I couldn’t just overlook the infraction because it was not something that I would want to continue happening. Besides that, the control that I maintained over Bella demanded that she be held accountable. At the very least she would be expecting some kind of retribution even if that only entailed a lecture. Which judging by the submissive posture she held at that moment would more than likely be enough.

However, sitting on the beach with my family eating lunch was neither the time nor the place for that conversation. Picking up the bag of pretzels I held it out to Bella in offing. When she stuck her hand in to take some muttering a thank you without looking at me, I figured I needed to do something that would ease her tension. Lifting her chin with my thumb I leaned in for a quick kiss whispering against her lips, “Don’t fret nâhtötse, we’ll talk about it later.”

Bella smiled sadly, “ái-ásgaya.”

Yes Sir

There was no need for the Sir and there was no need for Bella to feel sad either. We would talk about what happened and she would have a small punishment in the form of a writing assignment. To be honest I was even considering dropping that because in my mind it would be punishment enough to spend the time with fifteen five year olds. I couldn’t even imagine the torture that would be. Besides Bella was just being Bella, giving of herself to help someone she cares about. I couldn’t fault her for that, but it couldn’t go unnoticed either.

Putting my arm around Bella’s shoulder I pulled her closer, placing a kiss on her head. Trying to let her know that there was no reason to feel dejected. I hated to see her like that, all those old insecurities making their way to the surface. There had been enough uncertainty for the day.

Mom coming to our room early in the morning to tell me about breakfast caused Bella some alarm. In hind-sight that was my fault. When I closed the doors to the bathroom and bedroom it would have been a good idea to let Bella know that we had company. To be honest I didn’t think that mom would stay as long as she did. However, after basically yelling at me for not answering the phone she continued to babble on asking more questions about our time in Forks. She wanted to know what Bella’s father was like, my impressions of the town, and if anything unusual happened. After that we talked about Marcus coming to town and some possible family get-togethers with him and Aro. Her mention of my uncles reminded me of what Emmett had told me the night before. I hadn’t a chance to tell Bella about Jessica and Mike and I wanted to do that.

Mom had tried to talk me into cancelling room service and joining them, that wasn’t happening. Bella had given me a better offer, spending the morning naked in bed was a whole lot more appealing than the local pancake house. After mom couldn’t entice me with ninety-nine different varies of hotcakes she was just getting ready to leave when Bella came through the door. With her face hidden behind the bouquet of roses, her telling me about the pig-tails and making herself all clean and ready for me to defile her again was hysterical.

My mother’s face dropped for a brief second as she mentioned the roses, but it was the look on Bella’s face that was absolutely priceless. She turned four shades of red before she stammered out any words and I couldn’t help but laugh, because my girl was just too damn cute. Trying to redeem herself Bella offered mom her phone number saying that she always has her phone on and I didn’t miss the way her foot seemed to twitch. That lessoned had been learned.

I didn’t want to admit that I had heard my phone vibrating against the night stand but chose to ignore it, because at the time I was busy. The Earth could have opened up to swallow us whole and I would have continued with my intended mission.

Everything was going to wait while I convinced Bella of my love for her including the phone. What I should have done was checked the missed call log that would have eliminated moms need for a visit. I didn’t truly understand Bella’s full embarrassment until mom left.

In my mind we loved each other, besides even if that wasn’t the case we’re both consenting adults with a healthy sex drive. My mother was in no way a prude, she could appreciate playful banter the same as anyone else. Holding Bella in my arms while she talked about my mom having a low opinion of her, I could empathize. The whole time we spent at Forks I had wanted to put my best foot forward, so that Charlie, Sue and everybody else would be accepting of me. I tried to tell Bella that my parents adored her, in fact everyone was so taken by her charms she was already considered family. The small progress that I made in reassuring her was lost from my carelessness on the balcony.

The discussion of the play session we had the day before was not taking place during our standard usual time. That is not something I care to do, in fact it wasn’t something I had ever done before. Then again with every other woman, once the D/s time was over they were removed from my daily life, leaving no time for talking outside of our perspective roles. With Bella all of that was different, the boundaries were changed with no clear line that shouldn’t be crossed.

I was truly astonished at the maturity she showed in the entry that she started in her journal. I would wager to guess that the majority of seasoned submissive’s, those that had been serving for years have not questioned themselves on why they submit. If asked most would give a standard answer ‘because it brings my Dom pleasure’. That would be a suitable reason for me as the Dominant but for Bella to take it a step further questioning her own motives was very insightful. I wanted to know her reasons and told her to exhaust every motive she could think of. All those answers would help Bella to grow, along with giving me a clearer perspective of proceeding with her training. The task I had given her was part of that and would provide her with personal growth. It would also give me a way to see how she rationalizes priorities, and then the steps she takes to incorporate them into her life.

I knew she was stressing out over the goals I asked her to set and we could have talked about it all morning if need be. Instead she turned into an obstinate toddler - right down to the pig-tails - who needed correction from her daddy.
All of that previous maturity Bella had shown was extinguished with one word, ‘Why?’

Only it wasn’t just a word, it was an overblown insolent whine that like nails on a chalk board caused my skin to crawl. Having to give a reason for anything is outside the bounds of normal protocol. However, had Bella taken a more courteous approach; she might have received a response. As it was - the disrespectful tone only served to irritate me to the point where I needed to remind her to keep the rudeness under control.

Bella knew she pushed the constraints of behavior and in the back of my mind I knew that we were not in a full D/s mode. Yet because of the nature of our discussion along with conveying my instructions for her journaling the line was skewed. We had crossed over out of boyfriend/ girlfriend give and take, landing directly in the middle of Master/sub obligations.

There was not a doubt in my mind that Bella knew she overstepped the limits of acceptable behavior as she remained quiet while dropping her eyes into a submissive pose. Once I had her look at me, her eyes told me that she was sorry before the words even left her mouth. After I sat back to collect myself, Bella remained stiff in her seat. I could feel the anxious condemnation coming off her which made me want nothing more than to calm the apprehension she was experiencing.

Kneeling down Bella rested her head against my thigh, letting out a deep exhale while I felt all the tension she was holding on to disappear as her shoulders relaxed. We stayed like that; I gently stroked her skin while she nuzzled my leg making small little purring sounds. Had we stayed in that position I wouldn’t have been in hot water with my parents. My attention was on Bella and I will admit I was enjoying the sounds of contentment coming from her, but for the most part my eyes were looking out onto the beach. Moving her was my mistake.

All I wanted to do was finish our conversation, steal a kiss and head back into the bedroom. Vinny’s voice was not a welcomed sound. My gaze came in contact with my father’s and I moved quickly to get Bella off her knees. However the damage was done, they knew exactly what was going on.

Much like I had done to Bella earlier, Emmett found my precarious situation to be funny. Jasper’s scowl was completely understandable. On several occasions he had made reference to Bella’s abusive past. Perhaps it was the physician in him that felt like during her marriage, she had enough control exerted over her. He didn’t understand the need for more, nor did he comprehend Bella’s desire for it. To him – as with any outsider - he saw a D/s relationship as solely bringing pleasure to the Dominant. And there was absolutely no grasping of any reason to bring pain play into the mix. According to him that was equivalent to abuse, regardless of Bella’s wishes.

However, it was the total look of devastation on my parent’s faces that caused me the most duress. They were well aware yet had never seen any kind of interaction between me and a submissive. Staring into their faces I could tell that this was something that I would definitely be hearing about. I was also sure that just like Jasper their notions of proper conduct was twisted simply because of the woman involved. I wasn’t lying or trying to ease Bella’s mind when I said that my parents adored her, because they did. In fact at that moment and judging from the looks of dismay I was getting it was fair to say they favored her over me.

Emmett tried to ease some of the tension with an inquest to our breakfast, however standing by my side Bella was fidgeting. At the time I thought her actions was in response to the scrutiny of my family. Later on while we were back in the safety of our bed, she told me that most of her uneasiness was due to what she was wearing. Or rather the lack of what she had on and the fact that everyone was looking up. Her admission was comical making me laugh which she did not find as funny as I did.

Finishing with lunch Bella was still quiet as she leaned against my side and I could only imagine how she was berating herself. My words of comfort to not fret didn’t seem to have very much of an effect on her. We were going to have to talk it out so that she could relax and go back to enjoying the day.

“Let’s go look for some seashells,” I said giving her shoulder a squeeze. Bella nodded while gathering up our garbage. Once she had everything together I stood holding out my hand to help her to her feet.

Vinny looked at us with hopeful eyes, “Can I go?”

“Sure, if it’s ok with your mom.” Bella looked at me with a genuine smile finally figuring out that if I was letting my nephew come along she couldn’t be in that much trouble.

After putting the bag with our garbage in by the enormous tote she brought down with her – what the hell does she need at that stuff for? - Bella took my hand. Vinny clasped a hold of her other one as we started walking down the beach along the water’s edge. Vinny was kicking his feet, splashing water and wet sand as we went along. He was jabbering on about all kinds of stuff. The biggest tale was about how one of his classmates – Nickolas - who told him that when he went to the beach he burnt his feet on the sand. Then Vinny wondered why he didn’t burn his own feet.

“Well,” Bella started, “I guess your friend Nickolas must have gone to a beach were it is really sunny. That makes the sand get hotter and it can burn the bottom of your feet.”

He looked up at her with a quizzical expression, “What if you sat down in it? Would it burn your butt?”

We both laughed I was going to tell him yes but Bella answered first, “How could you burn your butt when you’re wearing a swimming suit?”

“What if you have to poop? Then you have to take off your pants.”

That’s a rational five year old

Bella was more diplomatic, “You wouldn’t go poop on the beach. That would be gross.”
Vinny seemed to consider that for a second, “But if you go poop and your swimming suit falls in the toilet, then you can burn your butt. Right?

“Dude, what do you want to burn your butt for?” if he kept asking there had to be a reason.

“So I can stick it in the ocean without freezing,” We laughed at his logic, but he was right, the water was cold and I suppose if your ass was on fire you wouldn’t mind it too much.

We had walked a good distance from the hotel stopping by the jetties so Vinny could look for more seashells. While he was busy Bella turned to face me, looking up through her lashes she talked in a soft voice. “My mouth spoke before my brain could stop it.”

“About what?” I knew but decided to argue ignorance.

She looked at me with a doubtful expression, “You know.”

“Are you referring to your plans for Saturday?”

Bella nodded and then acknowledged, “I should have asked first, making sure that you didn’t have any plans for me while you were gone.”

She still hadn’t given me the full impact of her transgression, so I hedged, “And that would be my concern because?”

“Look at this one Uncle Eddie,” Vinny broke into our conversation by handing me a piece of a broken Oyster shell.

Looking at it I told him what it was before handing it back so he could hunt for more. Bella’s eyes followed his movements for a second before looking back to me. “It’s during our…usual time and…you didn’t …I had no right to…”

The words were stammering out, she knew what I wanted to hear but couldn’t come up with the exact phrase. I helped her out by completing the sentence, “steal your time away from me.”

“Yes”

Taking a deep breath I exhaled slowly while holding her gaze, “I knew you realized at once that you misspoke. However, the words were already out and they couldn’t be taken back and I could understand that your heart was in the right place…”

“But my brain took a poop.”

I laughed at her adding, “in the hot sand, that’s going to burn your ass.”

“Are you going to punish me?” the words were spoken in a hush, so that little ears could not overhear.

I could only imagine the lecture I would get if Vinny repeated that little piece of information. The mental image of my parent’s faces when he told them that Uncle Eddie was punishing Aunt Bella was not something I wished to witness in person.

Pushing that thought to the back of my mind I answered her “Are you expecting me
too?” Bella’s face scrunched up in contemplation making me wonder. “Or perhaps a better question is, do I need to? Because what’s the whole purpose behind a punishment?”

“To deter the behavior?” Bella’s answer was asked with a curious tone and in that I had her Saturday morning writing assignment.

That piece of information would remain undisclosed until the right time. “I’ll let you know later what I decide. For right now Isabella, you committed to help my sister and so you shall, the rest we will worry about later.”

Wrapping my arms around the small of her back I pulled Bella close to me, my thumb skimming over the softness of her skin while she rested her head against my chest.

“Hey no nooky on the beach!” Bella giggled at Vinny’s perception of what was happening as she stepped away from me.

“I thought you weren’t going to repeat that word?” my question made him think for a moment before his bright face twisted until his nose was all wrinkled up, “Oh yeah,
I forgot.”

“Emmett is in sooo much trouble,” Bella murmured taking my hand as we turned to walk back to the rest of the family.

Vinny was a few steps ahead of us, his hands overflowing with shells and rocks. Bella gripped my hand slightly tighter as the two girls who introduced themselves earlier were strolling towards us. As they got closer the one with black hair – Jackie.. Jennifer.. I didn’t remember her name – smiled at me and waved, “Hi Edward.”

Her eyes went to Bella who squeezed my hand even tighter when I answered with a ‘hi’ as we walked past them. After a few more steps I couldn’t take it anymore, “Baby you’re hurting my hand.”

“Am I? Uh, imagine that.”

I chuckled releasing her hand to wrap my arm around her shoulder tucking her against my side. I was expecting Bella to say something about the women we just passed so I was taken aback by her question.

“Edward did you know about what Aro did to Mike and Jessica?”

“Ummm…” I did know, however I wasn’t aware that she knew.

Bella stopped walking looking up at me with an angry scowl, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because I just found out late last night and believe me when I say that with you naked in my bed all morning, the last thing on my mind was Jessica Stanley.”

“Mmmm,” Bella’s face softened, “good answer,” she muttered.

Chuckling at Bella’s reaction we started walking faster to catch up with Vinny. I had wondered how Bella heard about what happened at the club and then wasn’t surprised that Rose had told her. We spoke back and forth about what had occurred along with Aro’s response. Rose had informed her of exactly the same thing Emmett told me and I assured Bella I had no other information. She then regaled me with her thoughts, telling me more of what Jess had said to her that night in the bathroom along with her theories. The more Bella talked the more things started to make sense. If Mike was using Jess to do something for him that he didn’t want anyone to know about, then it would stand to reason that he would try to hide their association. Then there was the question of who else Mike was in bed with, both literally and figuratively. I agreed with Bella that if Jess said she was reduced to playing third fiddle then there was definitely someone more important to him.

Vinny ran up to show his mom the treasures he had found when Bella stopped dead in her tracks. “Edward how many times has Jessica been to your house?”

Not wanting to get into this discussion I dropped her hand and groaned. Bella grabbed my arm, “No listen…” I could see the wheels turning in her brain as the freaky woman’s intuition that I had heard men talk about came to the surface. “…she knows the layout of your house right?”

Nodding my head as I was still unsure where this was going Bella went on, “Then do you think that maybe it was Jessica who tried to break in?”

“No,” I dismissed that thought immediately. “Bella I’ve known her for years, she wouldn’t…”

“Are you sure? Because she was mad that you stopped being with her. And that night in the bathroom was the night after someone broke into the house and she told me that she had just got her ass chewed out for something that wasn’t her fault. So she must have messed something up, really bad.”

Staring at Bella I couldn’t or rather didn’t want to believe that Jess would try to break into my house. Bella became adamantly excited, “And…the night of the break in…earlier wasn’t Mike there? The person who broke in was a girl,” Bella’s eyes shifted as she formulated her thoughts, “and they tried to silence the alarm by putting in the original code, but right before we went to Alice’s you changed it. So…”

She stopped talking to give me a piercing glare, “Did you put in the code on the security box in front of Mike?”

Did I? I must have

“I think I did.”

Bella gasped in realization as her eyes widened while she looked past me talking to one in particular . “OH my god. It was Jessica. But Mike gave her the wrong code.”

“Bella, that’s ridiculous. What would Mike want in my house? Besides Jess wouldn’t do that…”

Her eyes whipped back to me, “Why? Because you fucked her? Because believe me she was pretty damn pissed that you aren’t fucking her anymore.” The malice in her voice was raw and I knew that there was still more that Jess had said to Bella that I was not privy to.

Bella turned attempting to stomp away from me taking her arm she swung back around to look at me with tear filled eyes. “Listen to me…”

“No, you listen to me,” She spit the words out at me. “You can believe anything you want to about your precious Jessica, but I’m telling you,” She said in anger pointing a finger at me.

“Mike gave her the code so she could break in, for whatever reason I don’t know. But he gave her the wrong one and the alarm went off. So she ran away and then got her ass chewed out because whatever he wanted her to do, or get, she didn’t. And whatever she got reamed out for had something to do with me. Because right after she said that she got her ass chewed out for something that wasn’t her fault, her next words were, and here’s the skank-ho herself.”

“She called you a skank-ho?”

Bella narrowed her eyes as she raised her voice a few decibels, “After everything I said, that’s what you dwell on?”

“She shouldn’t call you names.”

“Ed-Ward! I’m telling you that woman broke into our house!” Bella was very adamant about her hypothesis to the point where she stressed both syllables of my name as she shook her finger in front of me for emphasis. I still didn’t want to believe it, but what Bella was saying did seem to fit not only the time-line but the whole scenario of events. Then again, everything Bella was saying was conjecture, all except for one thing.

She said our house.

“Is it our house?”

Bella blink a few times in confusion, “What?”

“You said she broke into our house, not just mine.”

Her mouth dropped open, “Are you kidding me? Again you focus on the most mundane things?”

I pulled her closer to me because three feet of distance was more than I could stand, “Not at all. It’s the most important thing Bella. Everything else is something I can’t change and even though I don’t want to believe that someone who I called my…” I choose my word carefully.

“friend ,would do that. There is nothing that can be done about it right now. But at this moment, you thinking of the house as ours; baby that is the most significant thing you said.”

Bella stared at me in astonishment for a long moment before her face softened and she shook her head with a grin making me smirk.

“You’re…” she was cut off by the sound of my sister’s voice standing at our side, “Are you two done fighting?”

“We weren’t fighting.”

Alice rolled her eyes at me, “Whatever…Mia is napping and Emmett wants to play a game of whiffleball, you in?”

Looking at Bella, she shrugged. Taking that for a yes I answered Alice with a dismissive tone “We’ll be right there.”

Alice leaned her arm on Bella’s shoulder gave me a grin then spoke into her ear loud enough for me to hear, “Give him hell Bella.”

My girl stood there giggling as my dear sister looked at me and laughed before walking away to leave us alone. Bella was still giddy as she wrapped her arms around my waist laying her face against my chest. “Will you at least think about the possibility of what I said? Because I want our house to be safe.”

I couldn’t get over the happy feeling the word our gave me, and even though I still didn’t want to fully believe it, something in the back of my mind told me to take
Bella’s reasoning seriously.

“I will baby,” I told her letting my hand slide down the length of her spine enjoying the slight shiver she made against me as I asked, “How did you get so insightful?”

“I’m a cops daughter,” her answer made me chuckle. Lifting Bella’s chin with my hand I brought my mouth to hers for a quick kiss.

“We will bring all this up to Mr. Weiss on Friday. If it turns out that you are right, then we will press charges. In the meantime, let’s enjoy the rest of the week and not think about Jessica Stanley or Mike Newton. Ok?”
Bella smiled, “OK.”

“Good, I love you.”

Bella lifted up on her toes to give me a kiss, “I love you too.”

“Let’s go play some ball,” at my suggestion she gave a curt nod taking my hand to rejoin everyone.

As we joined the group, my whole family was staring at us with varying expressions. Jasper had narrow eyes of uncertainty which were in direct contrast with my brother. Emmett’s eyes were so wide I thought they were ready to pop out of his head. Rose grinned smugly while my parents smiled at me with genuine warmth. I wanted to ask them what the hell the problem was.

Emmett started to chuckle, “Ok if Edward’s done having his balls handed to him…” his words made Jasper snicker, “…can we play now?”

Bella tsked giving me a sideward glance as her face turned a darker shade of pink. I wanted to stand up for myself but my girl had it covered. “Watch out RosCoe, you might just lose your beep beep.”

Jasper and I burst out laughing at Bella’s reminder of Emmett’s masturbating chant. While he glared at her completely speechless as she walked passed him to get a drink. He followed her motion until she stood by Rose, the two of them giggling. Looking back at me he grinned, “It’s always the innocent looking ones. They are all cute and cuddly, until the claws come out.”

“Ok, what are the teams?” dad wondered still smiling at me.

What the fuck was that about?

We spent a few minutes trying to make the teams fair, just when I thought it was all figured out Emmett had a change of plans. “Rosie is going to ump, so I’ll take Vinny and the girls against you three.”

That didn’t sound like even teams to me; I thought we should at least take one of the girls. Alice was a fairly decent pitcher as long as the distance wasn’t too far. Mom always played with us, and even though she wasn’t very good there was an advantage to having her on your team. No one ever threw her out, because what kind of an asshole tries to take out his own mother? I had absolutely no idea about Bella. The only thing athletic I had ever seen her do was the one morning we went jogging together. If that was any indication of her agility on the ball field, Emmett was in for a rude awakening.

“Ok here’s the deal, six innings, we bat last,” Emmett pointed his thumbs to his chest, then both index fingers at our team, “and get ready to loose, suckers!”
We used whatever we had for bases, Frisbees, water bottles; the pitcher’s mound was one of Mia diapers with a circle drawn around it. They took the field, Alice was pitching, Mom and Bella were in the infield with Vinny and Emmett further back.
Dad stepped up to lead off, and Emmett yelled, “Bella move to right center!”

She looked around and took a few steps towards left making me laugh under my breath. I was going to correct her when my brother yelled again, “Right Bella, Right!”

She turned around shaking her fist in the air, “This is right!”

Emmett groaned, “not your right, the field’s right!”

She still didn’t seem to grasp what he meant, once again I was going to go help her but Emmett beat me to it. Placing his hands on her hips he guided her to the spot between first and second base. Then spoke quietly to her while Bella nodded her head at whatever he was saying. As Emmett went back to his spot Jasper called out, “Are you sure about this, don’t be crying later saying our team was stacked.”

“Don’t you worry about it plastic man, the only one going to be crying is you!” I laughed at their banter. Jasper hated being called plastic man as much as I hated Eddie. Emmett came up with the name as soon as Jasper told us that he was specializing in plastic surgery, and my brother never missed a chance to tease him with it.

Alice’s first few pitches went wild, but once she got into a rhythm she was doing well. Dad hit the ball making it land directly between Bella and mom, both of them ran to get it. Bella got there first, picking it up she threw to Emmett who was covering the base for her but dad was already there.

“That’s alright, that’s alright,” Emmett clapped his hands in a standard coaching technique as he cheered, “That was good coverage little Bella.”

Jasper was up, hitting the first two balls foul, on the second one he argued with Rose that it stayed in the base line. Rose stood her ground and Emmett yelled, “The crying starts already!”

Jasper got so riled up that he hit the next ball high and long right to Emmett who caught it easily. As I stepped up to bat I was having a dilemma with myself of who to hit the ball to. After all, there were women and children on that field, and not just any women, but two of them were the most important women in my life.

Alice’s first pitch sailed by me and Rose called out, “Strike!”

Taking a deep breath I hit the next ball sending it to the space between Vinny and Emmett, dropping the bat I ran, passing first and heading to second when I saw Bella standing on the base. My mind warred with itself, the competitive side said ‘so what’ while the chivalrous side screamed “it’s Bella!”

In the mist of my internal struggle Emmett threw her the ball and she got a smug smile on her face, “Got cha!”

Apparently my girl had no qualms about tagging me out. That fact squashed the gentleman in me quickly.

“Oh, it’s on Swan.”

She grinned with conceit, “Bring it Cullen.”

Dad was stranded on third as Jasper made the last out. Emmett’s line up had the girls batting first, mom and Alice each made it safely to their bases, bringing up Bella who looked awful sexy in her ruffled bikini, holding a bat. She swung at the first two balls Jasper threw, missing them. On the third one she leaned into the pitch, hitting the ball low to my father who was in left. Bella ran towards me and I was so mesmerized by the way her breasts bounced that I completely missed dad throwing the ball. The soft thud against my chest brought me back but it was too late, by the time I picked the ball out of the sand Bella was already safe, and laughing at me.

That’s why girls don’t play baseball - Fucking bouncing breasts

Mom scored the first run of the game when Vinny batted, on Emmett’s turn we turned a triple play, catching the fly, dad ran Alice out at home and I tagged Bella at third. Emmett boasted loudly about taking the lead but it was short lived. We laughed and teased each other all the way through the game. Only stopping to take a break after the third inning to get a drink and check on Mia, who was sleeping in the little collapsible tent by the lounge chairs. At the bottom of the sixth and last inning our team was ahead twelve to nine.

Emmett looked a little dismayed walking quietly off the makeshift field to gather his team for their last at bats. “Ok everybody huddle!”

Jasper, dad and I stood by the pitcher’s mound watching the five of them put their heads together in a circle.

“What the heck is he up to?” Dad wondered.

“I don’t know,” Jasper chuckled, “maybe he’s having flashbacks of last year’s football season. He’s probably trying to explain a crossing route.”
I chucked adding, “Watch at the last minute he’ll call out an audible.”

“Next thing you know they’ll be taking a knee,” Dad chortled.

As we laughed Bella quickly peeked her head out of the circle, with an amused look then quickly got back in line. A few seconds later Emmett jammed his thumb in our direction it appeared that it was going to be a long wait so I needed some specifics. “Dad, when is tee time tomorrow?”

“Nine-thirty, I thought we could leave at eight, go for breakfast …”

“You joining us for breakfast Edward, or do you have other plans?”

Defending myself to Japer I explained that I wasn’t aware of their breakfast plans for that morning and that by the time mom told me, Bella and I had already ordered room service.

“Is that what you call it? Room service…” sarcasm laced Jasper voice.

I was wondering when I would have to hear the backlash of my family catching us on the balcony. Jasper all of a sudden became agitated as he yelled impatiently, “Are you ready yet?”

Emmett stayed in position as he yelled back, “In a minute!”

Jasper let out a deep breath as his eyes fixed on me, his face hardened. “It certainly looked like some kind of servicing was going on.”

My eyes narrowed at the implication, “There was nothing inappropriate going on.”
Jasper either didn’t believe me or he didn’t want to accept it. “Really Edward? That woman who stood down there on the beach giving you a piece of her mind, you’re telling me she got on her knees, because she wanted to?”

That’s right asshole she did

My anger at his words caused me to talk through a clinched jaw, “You shouldn’t talk about something you have no understanding of.”

“Boys,” always the voice of reason my father tried to interject. He looked to me, “Jasper is only talking out of concern for Bella’s welfare.”

The only person who needs to be concerned with Bella’s welfare was me, and I was going to tell him that when dad turned to Jasper, “However, Bella is an adult who can speak for herself and we have to respect her decisions.”

I could tell that Jasper had more to say however instead of lashing back at me he took his frustration out on Emmett. “Come on already!”

Glancing over to see if they were still in the huddle I saw Alice give us a quick glance. As her head went back into the fold I let a sigh of frustration. Jasper meant well, and even though it wasn’t his concern I couldn’t fault him for looking out for Bella. The truth of the matter was that the woman, who –as he said- was giving me a piece of her mind, can be and was the same one who gets on her knees.
It can be hard to understand how a vibrant, strong, independent person can submit their whole self to someone else, yet still be autonomous. The thing most people don’t understand is the ingrained need that lies in the heart of a submissive. It would be simple to say, “It’s just who they are” and leave it at that.

The answer is so much more complex yet simple in the basic philosophy. Every person on the face of this earth wears several hats, often more than one at the same time. A solitary woman in one single day takes on many different facets of life. She is wife, mother, daughter, sister, employee, neighbor, friend and lover, all rolled into the same person. At any given time she is called upon to implement whatever skills she has learned to flawlessly serve in the desired role.

The submissive side of her nature works the same way. Simply because she has consented to serve a Dominant doesn’t take away from who she is. It is the need to serve that drives her to her knees, yet all those other parts of her are still there. The hopes, dreams, and fears she holds inside her as a wife are all present in the slave. She is human and will at times loose her temper, feel sad, and get moody just like everyone else.

It doesn’t matter how much control a Dominant has over her, whether she is a play slave such as Rose, a true submissive as Bella is, or a slave like Jane. The natural humanity is always there along with all the aspects of her being. In the case of Bella and what Jasper was referring to as her giving me a piece of her mind; it would not have mattered when that discussion occurred, she could no sooner have kept silent at the situation than I could have held back the tides. Submissive or not she would have reacted in the exact same fashion, because that’s who she is.

The woman who shook her finger at me in agitation is the same one who looks loving up at me from her place at my feet. It’s just another role that makes up the perfection that is my Bella.

“Break!” Emmett yelled.

“It’s about time!” Jasper called out still sounding a bit disgruntled.

We were going to have to talk

Looking over at Bella I smiled at the sight of my mother and her standing off to the side. Mom had an arm draped over Bella’s shoulder as they spoke amongst themselves. Vinny followed Emmett to where they were talking, my brother wrapped his arm over Bella’s other shoulder and spun her around so her back was facing me. I couldn’t help but take in the beauty of her form; the muscles in her legs toned and defined leading to the swell of her bottom, which was camouflaged by the tiny ruffles around the bottom of her suit. It might have been masked from everyone else but I knew what was there, all her secrets and treasures couldn’t be hidden from me.

At the thought of the sweet, juicy gem that lay behind a small scrap of beige plaid fabric my dick jolted to life. I hadn’t realized that the groan left my throat until Jasper asked if I was alright. He no longer seemed agitated, yet I knew our talk would be forthcoming. “I’m fine, let’s finish this.”

Yes, finish so I can get started

My dick was screaming at me and no matter how much I tried to curb his eagerness, sometimes little Eddie just had a mind of his own.

I stood in center right waiting as Alice picked up the bat, stopping to listen to whatever last bit of information Emmett was saying to his team. Emmett bent down to Vinny’s level said something and seemed pleased when Vinny nodded in agreement. As Alice took the plate, everyone else dissipated, leaving Bella standing there looking bewildered.

Rose called out the first strike and my dick jump for joy.

One down, eight more to go!

On the second strike my attention went back to Bella who sensing my gaze looked into my eyes. There was no expression on her face, and I wondered once again what was going through that pretty little mind of hers.

She reached her hands up into her hair, jetting her breast out in an offering to me. My eyes stayed focus on the soft mounds that swelled ever so subtlety out over the top of the bikini she was wearing. Blinking my eyes I realized her fingers were threading through the length of her hair. I watched as she gathered it over her shoulders innocently stroking the long tresses until the back of her finger came in contact with her breast. She must have been lost in thought as her knuckles slowly skimmed over the soft peaks.

That was not helping my hard-on.

“Edward pay attention!” dad yelled running to get the ball that rolled to a stop closer to me. By the time he threw it, Alice was already on base and I swear my dick yelled at me.

Shit – now I have to wait longer!

Shaking that thought from my head, I glanced back to Bella who was looking at me with a soft smile which I returned. Thinking that I’d better keep my head in the game my attention went to Vinny. Jasper had moved a few steps closer and on the first pitch he hit the ball in a high arch that came down in the sand between dad and Jasper. Both of them took their time in retrieving it, letting Vinny get to first base and Alice just beat dad back to second.

Mom was up next and I have to admit I was getting a little worried, we were up by three but I knew that none of us would throw out Vinny. No one would dispute that winning was the name of the game, however making a five year old cry to do it was not so good. With that in mind I knew that we had to get Alice out, let mom and Vinny stay on base, then if Bella was next she would have to go, or better still turn a double play on Emmett.

It didn’t matter to me the sequence; the outcome would be the same.

“Ok mom, let’s go!” Emmett called out while clapping his hands.

Mom took the plate and I turned to see Alice shifting back and forth on her feet, leading towards third. Taking a step in her direction she squealed darting back to the base, making me chuckle by sticking her tongue out at me once safely there.
Mom had two balls and a strike on her when I looked over in Bella’s direction. She stared back at me with an intense expression on her face.

What the fuck is she thinking about?

Her eyes grew a little darker as her breathing picked up; she seemed to shift in the sand like she wanted to rub her thighs together. A soft moist tongue peeked out between her lips wetting them just before her top teeth bit softly into the plumpness. The edges of her teeth skimmed over the surface until the hold they held was released and her lip popped free. The look on Bella’s face was so mesmerizing that I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She looked like…like she needed a good fucking.

Holy Hell

The sound of Emmett’s yell broke me from the trance Bella had me under, “Yes! Run mom run!”

Emmett was picking up a bat, he was going next. Taking a few steps back I mentally took a quick survey of the situation. The bases were loaded, there were no outs and Emmett was the winning run. We needed to tag Alice and at the very least get Emmett out so Bella would be up, that would be the end of the game. It’s not that I wanted to take my girl out; it was more of the fact that I had a different game in mind that I wanted to play.

Jasper’s first pitch was a ball and Emmett razzed him about his girly arm. While they exchanged more insults my eyes moved once again to Bella. She looked perplexed as her eyes shifted to something in the sand. Following her gaze to the other bat, I figured that the look of trepidation was from her having to bat next.

Jasper threw a great ball making Emmett swing through the air. Alice who was leading off third base clapped her hands yelling, “Come on Em…bring me home!”

Yeah, like that was going to happen

I knew my brother; he liked to wait for that one perfect ball and then swing for the mountains. With that thought in mind I took one more step back so I could be ready to field because I knew it was coming in my direction.

From the corner of my eye I realized that Bella had moved, she turned slowly on the balls of her feet and walked with exaggerated movements to where the bat lay in the sand. It appeared to me that she was dreading picking the plastic toy up as she stood looking down at it with her hands on her hips. Bending at the waist her hands roamed sensually over her pert little bottom and continued to slide down her thighs. When she was completely bent in half she gripped the plastic bat with both hands.
My mind instinctively envisioned her in that very position, wrist secured to ankles, thighs held tightly together while my hands grip her hips and I bury myself inside her.

The little jolts that had been running through my dick turned into a full fledge pounding as she stood up stroking the plastic bat. Somewhere in the back of my mind I registered the sound of ‘ball three’ but I couldn’t have cared less. Bella placed the bat between her thighs and sunk to her knees in the sand as if she was in a waiting position. Her thighs were spread wide with the end of the bat jetting out between them.

At the sight of her fingertips slowly moving across the skin of her thighs towards the promise land my feet took a few steps towards her. I hadn’t consciously thought
to move, it was pure reflex, she was mine, she was waiting for me and I wanted her.

Now

Somewhere in the haze of lust I remembered where we were and who we were with, it was the only thing that stopped me. My dick however didn’t like that one bit as it painfully pounded against the material of my swim suit. Little Eddie was screaming at me to get over to Bella and it didn’t help the situation at all when Bella’s hand gripped the end of the bat at her crotch and gave it one long stroke.

“Edward, get the ball!”

Dad’s voice yelling at me caused me to wake up, however I still couldn’t move. Shaking my head clear of the fog, my eyes moved from Bella’s hands to her face. She was staring at me and I wanted to tell her to continue but I realized that everyone was running around the bases. The ball had landed twenty feet behind me close to the water’s edge. Picking it up I threw to dad, who threw to Jasper. By that time Alice, Vinny and mom had already scored and Jasper was running to tag Emmett.

“Safe!” Rose called out and their whole team started yelling in excitement while high fiving each other, including Bella who had sometime or another gotten to her feet to stand by mom.

“Women and children…Dudes, we beat you with women and children!” Emmett’s excitement couldn’t be contained as he yelled out in victory. Jasper clearly wasn’t as excited as he questioned, “What the heck were you doing out there Edward?”

What was I doing?

My eyes stared into Bella’s as I thought about what she had done and all I wanted to do was take her up to our room and let her finish what she started. I would have too if not for Vinny’s excited voice breaking through, “You worked it Aunt Bella!”

What?

I must have spoken the word out loud in unison with Jasper. Before Vinny could answer Alice in a somewhat nervous voice told him to go collect the bases.

Something was amiss, and Alice was trying to send away the one person who would tell me what it was. “Wait a minute Vinny. What do you mean worked it?”

His face was bright with excitement as he looked up at me, “Aunt Bella worked it so we could win. Mommy and Uncle Emmett told her to work it good. And she did!”

“She sure did,” I glared at my little tease who took a step behind my mother.

That wasn’t going to help her, wiggling my finger at her I grinned calling her to me, “Come here Bella.”

Her eyes widened as she took another step behind mom shaking her head, “Ah..ut, uh…”

Dad must have figure out that something happened and he questioned, “What did Bella do?” While Jasper started point his finger and yelling, “Shenanigans, I’m calling Shenanigans!”

My eyes were still on Bella who was shrinking further behind my mother, while dad questioned her, “Esme, were you a party to cheating?”

“There was no cheating…” mom tried to explain while Emmett interjected, “You guys lost, face it we are the superior team!”

Thank god for Vinny because the whole story came out, “We didn’t cheat. Uncle Emmett didn’t give Aunt Bella a flashlight.”

“What do you mean flashlight?” Jasper questioned his son who was more than happy to fill in the details, “Uncle Emmett said ‘flash him if you have to’ but he never gave her a flashlight so she couldn’t.”

“Esme!”

Mom got distracted from her protective stance in front of Bella just long enough for me to grab a hold of her arm. She was laughing for a moment until I scooped her up. Then she started to justify herself, “Edward they made me do it!”

“Made you?” I question as I carried her towards the water.

“Yes…they made me. They said take one for the team.”

“Oh, you’re going to take one alright, and you just might get more than one.”

The hold she had around my neck became tighter as we got to the water’s edge, “No…Edward don’t…don’t….please…it’s cold!”

“Well you looked kind of hot a few minutes ago. I’m just trying to keep you comfortable.”

The water was cold as I walked out to my knees with Bella clinging to me begging me, “Please Edward…don’t, it’s so cold!”

I lifted my arms as if I was going to throw her in the water and Bella screamed “No!” while wiggling her body against me. She had moved to an upright position with her chest squashed against mine. My hands loosened their hold and she tightened the hold she had on me to an almost painful level as she wrapped her legs around my waist, clinging to me.

Her fingers threaded through my hair as she looked in my eyes pleading with me, “Please don’t.”

I wasn’t really going to drop her in the water; I just wanted to scare her a little.
“Edward,” the tone of my mother’s voice reminded of times when she scolded us, “don’t you do it.”

Looking over my shoulder, mom was standing on the shoreline with her hands on her hips, daring me to defy her. Bella smiled at me as if she had been saved, but I wasn’t ready to let her off just yet, “But mom, did you see what she did to me?”

Actually I was hoping that mom hadn’t seen, so I was happy with her reply, “I wasn’t watching.”

Good

I thought the word as Bella said it out loud. Our eyes meet and I smiled at her letting her know that she was indeed going to stay dry, “You are quite the tease Ms. Swan.”

Bella smiled as mom called out, “Edward?”

“I won’t.” I said dejectedly smiling down at the woman in my arms who was beaming back at me. “She likes me.”

“What’s not to like?” I asked just before our lips met in a kiss.

My toes were starting to get numb and even though the water was freezing my dick was coming back to life. I figured one hard-on the size of Mount Everest in front of my mother was enough for one day. As I turned to walk back out of the water Bella stopped me.

“What’s that?” she pointed over to something red floating on the surface a few feet away from us. Keeping my hold on Bella we went over to investigate. The small red globe floated on the surface of the water coming closer to us. As it came to within our reach Bella took it out of the water. It was a red glass ball that looked like an artesian had made it. Bella continued to inspect the ball until we got out of the water, where she showed me a number on the area where the glass had been sealed.
Rose and mom were curious about what we had found but Alice knew exactly what it was. She called it a floating fairy. Local artists had started making hand blown glass orbs for the millennium celebration in an attempt to boost the tourist trade.

Every year since then, they make and release two thousand of the floating fairies into the ocean for people to find. The discoverer is allowed to keep them and is given a phone number so that the piece can be registered and the artist is revealed.
Carl was behind the desk when we took the floating fairy in to see if the hotel had the phone number to call. Much like the day we checked in, he was checking out Bella. She had put the white cover-up back on, but the neck hole was very loose, leaving a nice glimpse of the top of her breast, which Carl couldn’t take his eyes off. After he seemed to get enough of a look he was able to give us what we wanted.
We took the floating fairy up to our room; Bella had me make the call because she didn’t want to put her name or address out for public records. After telling the lady on the other end of the phone line the number that was on our piece she told me the artist name and then asked for my name. She told me that the certificate of authenticity would be mailed to us. The last thing she needed was how I wanted the certificate to state our names. There was absolutely no hesitation on my part at her suggestion of, ‘Mr. and Mrs. Edward Cullen.’

Now I only had to hope Bella wouldn’t mind.