Chapter 67

EPOV

Bella came out of the Ladies Room with her folded clothes in her hands and her purse slung over her shoulder. She had taken a few extra minutes in there changing as I had requested. The images that I had of her dressed that way were nothing compared to the reality, she was perfection in the flesh. The conservative white button shirt with its three quarter length sleeves contradicted the tight fit across her breasts along with the cleavage that was peeking through the opened top buttons. The bottom was tucked into the waist of her dark blue knee length skirt that hugged the curve of her hips while the matching belt with its little gold buckle accentuated her flat stomach. She left her hair down with its natural waves cascading over her shoulders and down her back, she was exuding an air if provocative innocence that I couldn’t wait to defile.

I’ve been thinking about it all day, ever since this morning when Bella came out on the porch carrying the quilt that was on our bed. I was sitting on the swing with Jacob drinking coffee and talking while she went over to the wash line to hang up the wet blanket. A breeze blew sending wisps of hair around her face while the light weight robe blew out away from her body.

With the sun shining on her face she looked sweet and virtuous going about her domestic chores, that is until she looked at me. It was a subtle glance over her shoulder that contained a deep penetrating gaze, the glint in her eye was enough to make my breath catch. The grin that followed along with the obvious giggle over her amusement at the look I gave her when she stealthily tweaked her nipple was what sealed her fate.

Innocent my ass

That woman was walking raw sexuality in the most dangerous disguise of chaste virtue. Bella could go around with a sweet smile on her face calling her father ‘daddy’ and wearing pig tails; however, Isabella was anything but sweet and if she was going to wear pig tails it was only because she wanted me to pull them as I fucked her from behind while she screamed ‘harder big daddy!’

Ever since that moment on the porch where she gave me that seductive glance I was itching to play with her, get Isabella into my clutches and let the rawness loose. The weekend had gone quickly yet it seemed so long; throughout that time we’ve had sex, made love and even some D/s play but I had a need to possess, to take and control what was mine. I needed to reestablish our roles and if I was reading her signals correctly, which I hoped that I was, Bella needed it to.

Coming out of the ladies room, her eyes met mine for a split second before dropping them to the floor in a submissive manor.

Oh yeah, my girl wanted to play

Bringing no added attention to herself Bella stood before me in presentation, her back, shoulders and chin straight with her eyes lowered. People were wandering around us going into the rest rooms, using the vending machines and seeking directions from the attendant, to Bella’s credit there was no self-consciousness in her actions. She stood in a very public place waiting for my acknowledgement as comfortably as she would have in private. Granted to anyone paying us any attention it would have appeared as though she was just rejoining me while I waited with the other men yet it still took confidence.

“Ready nâhtötse?” I asked without making her wait while taking the clothes from her hands.

“ái-ásgaya.”

I wasn’t exactly sure what she said but I did recognize the ‘ái’ as meaning yes. It was enjoyable to able to call her my pet out loud in such a public place without fear of someone over hearing. That was another reason why I learned some words and phrases, besides the obvious happiness it brings to Bella we could verbally communicate while still keeping it private. However, as we walked to the car away from the cluster of people I asked her what she said. Not that I thought it was anything derogatory still I was happy to know that ásgaya meant ‘sir’ or ‘sire.’ I had Bella repeat the word a few more times until I had the pronunciation down, making a mental note to ask her how to say master.

We walked a little slower back to the car; I assumed that was because of the toy I had given to Bella. It wasn’t a bullet with a shape that was meant to stay lodged inside. She was holding a five inch purple vibrator inside her using only the tautness of her muscles. If we were at home, I would have pushed her to see how strong her muscles were but here I was content to take it slow.

Getting to the car I opened the back door to put her clothing in before opening hers. As she stepped into the open door the normal ‘thank you’ came from her mouth, I knew it was out of politeness but I needed to set the tone for the drive.

Keeping my voice firm I told her, “Quiet and keep your eyes lowered.”

Getting in the car she not only lowered her eyes but her chin as well, I let it go. Once she was seated I leaned in to hold her chin between my thumb and forefinger correcting her with firmness, “Eye’s lowered, head straight.”

Bella did as I said and my eyes wandered down her form. Her breasts were heaving from the force of her breaths which I could see her struggling to control. The car didn’t afford us much room to maneuver and the proximity of our bodies allowed me to feel the heat coming off her body as well as her breaths on my face. The sexual tension in the air was palatable, so thick and heavy I needed to close my eyes and take my own deep breath to get re-centered.

Opening my eyes I had to get back to what I was doing and ignore the desire that was building. “You look simply delectable nâhtötse. However, for my purposes we have a few adjustments to make.”

My fingers skimmed down her neck to the buttons on her shirt. The top three were open and I worked the next one out of the button hole revealing more skin. My fingers lingered there moving slowly down the valley between the two peaks enjoying the catch in her breath however with that reaction also came a whimper that shouldn’t have occurred.

At the sound my eyes shot to her face staring intently through narrowed lids, “Do we need to revisit the meaning of my expectation of quiet Isabella?”

She remained with her eyes lowered slowly releasing the bottom lip she held between her teeth as she answered with a quiet voice, “No Master.”

“Good, because until I tell you otherwise, you are not to make a sound not even a harsh breath. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes Master.”

Satisfied with her understanding I went back to what I was doing, letting my hands move down the side of her waist, hips, and thighs. Taking the hem of her skirt I slid it up her legs until it was bunched high around her upper thighs giving me just a teasing glimpse of her center. My hands moved down the inside of her legs stopping at her knees which I separated, leaving her spread open provocatively.

My hands shifted moving back up the path they had just traveled letting two fingers drift over the outer lips of her core while the other hand followed behind running two fingers through her folds.

God – So fucking wet

My fingers slipped quickly inside her, feeling the end of the vibrator I pushed on it, sending the phallus deeper. The hitch in Bella’s breath made my dick respond as if it were a moan causing it to throb painfully against the confines of my pants. The sound from her once again brought my attention to her face. Taking a hold of her chin I stared directly into her lowered eyes waiting to see if she would defy me yet again by meeting my gaze. When she didn’t I decided to be generous and gave her the last warning.

“If you make one more sound, my plans for the rest of the day will change and you will not be happy about it.”

I really wanted her to experience what I had planned; however it was more important that she remain obedient and if I needed to push that fact, then so be it. Bella sat rigid in the seat, holding herself so still that I wasn’t even sure she was breathing. Satisfied that I got my point across I brought my fingers up to her mouth, spreading the moisture from her juices across her lips before pointing one finger at her in warning. “Leave it there.”

After bringing the seatbelt across her body I buckled it, pulling on the strap to tighten the slack giving her a feeling of being restrained. The last thing I did was turn her head so she would be looking out the window and away from where I would be. Standing up to take in her position I was concerned about the stress on her neck. She had already complained about it being stiff from the drive and I didn’t want to add to her discomfort. Leaning down I pressed the button on the side of the seat making it recline slightly before slipping my hand between the head rest and her neck. Satisfied the new seat position took away the tension I kissed her forehead once before shutting the door and moving around the car to get in.

After starting the engine I needed to give instructions. “Isabella you are to remain quiet and in that position until I speak to you. I don’t want to hear a sound and I don’t want to see you even flinch.”

I didn’t ask if she understood because I knew she did. Putting the car in reverse I pulled out of the parking spot to continue on with the drive. My idea was that keeping her still and looking away from me was similar to having Bella in a waiting position. The quietness of the car provided the proper atmosphere to allow for the waiting, letting her to wonder if and when I was going to acknowledge her.

While I drove my eyes would glance in her direction, she was calm yet I could tell the edge was beginning to creep in. The unease was inciting an air of building anticipation, making the moment of my actual contact all the more gratifying A few times I caught her reflection in the window; her eyes were wide and shifting as if trying to see what I was doing. It didn’t matter because Isabella was going to wait just a little bit longer.

This part of the journey was all about timing, I wanted to give her twenty minutes of stewing before bringing the toy to life. I had bought that particular vibrator the week before we left. It works from a sensor that pulsates to the beat of music much the way a strobe light blinks at a dance club. I had set up two special play lists in the I-pod, the first was for stimulation. The music was soft with easy beats and words of love that took me time to put together.

That list lasted an hour with a growing intensity, each song building upon the previous one. I hoped that besides feeling the stimulation of the toy, Bella would be able to feel my heart poured out in the words of the songs. The original plan was to play the list through its entirety, timing the end of it with our arrival at the hotel. However, that was before we had breakfast and since then there was something on my mind that necessitated a discussion. It wasn’t that what I wanted to talk about was of immediate importance, it could wait. However I thought it best to bring up while it was fresh on Bella’s mind and while she was sexually aroused. Hopefully those two conditions would be occurring simultaneously very soon and I would get a better understanding of what was going through that pretty little head of hers.

One concern I had was that on a Sunday our usual ended at six o’clock however I was counting on Bella not minding us extending that for an hour. Yes it was manipulative on my part, getting her all worked up with no release just so I could have my way with her. But hey, I’m a man, and I will use whatever means are necessary and at my disposal to get what I want.

And I wanted Bella - ripe, aroused, and begging.

My concern about having the plans I made interrupted had more to do with my mother then Bella. In all honesty my girl could tell me ‘no, it’s six o’clock-we’re done,’ and I would have to abide by her decision, although I highly doubted the possibility of that happening. My mother on the other hand was debatable. If I knew that woman at all – and I did – she was planning and expecting us all to get together for a first night family dinner and there would be no thwarting her.

The one thing I had in my favor was that before Emmett left Seattle he needed to do the paperwork at New Moon. That meant he would not be leaving until at least noon putting off his arrival at the hotel until around six. That was my ace in the hole – no pun intended.

What it did mean was that dinner would have to be scheduled later, giving me the time to finish in the room what I started in the car. Because the main event centered on the second play list, that lasted for another hour and should end with both of us very happy.

Yeah it’s going to all be in the timing

Checking the GPS I decided that Bella had waited long enough. Reaching out to lay my hand on her shoulder I could feel the tension in her muscles relax at my touch, “Isabella look at me.”

Remaining very quiet her head turned towards me saying nothing as I had directed. I guess she took my warning to heart.

“I want you to remain quiet and get my I-pod from the center compartment.”

I had placed it there when we got out for lunch knowing it would be safe yet giving her easy access to it. Once she had it in her hands she looked at me expectantly. “I made you a gift nâhtötse. Page through the play list, see if you can find it.”

Bella continued to look at me for a moment like she was unsure what to do. Raising an eyebrow I asked, “You don’t want your gift?”

The smile on her face told me all I needed to know. I tried to watch her reaction as she scanned through the different names in my list; I knew what she was seeing. There were at least twenty-five different titles and eight or nine that contained her name. The one I wanted to jump out at her was written in bold letters. I could tell when she found it because her head turned back to me with an unasked question in her eyes.

“Tell me nâhtötse which one is it?” her voice was quiet as she answered my question with one of her own, “Loving Bella?”

“That’s the one,” I told her. “Pull it up and take a look at the titles.”

The list was a mixture of old and new and contained a mix of artists: Lionel Richie, Savage Garden, Garth Brooks, Foreigner and others. I had picked the songs for the meaning of their words while paying close attention to the beat, placing them in a specific order in hopes that it would all come together. After a minute she glanced back at me, waiting for my permission which I gave with one word, “Speak.”

“There are songs on here that your girl has never heard.” It wasn’t said with contempt but rather interest, like she wanted to hear them.

“That’s good, then it truly will be a gift as the words of the songs open up my heart to you,” I said, taking the I-pod from her hands. It might have sounded cheesy but that was exactly what I wanted to have happen.

“Close your eyes and stay quiet.”

Bella sat back doing as directed while I plugged in the I-pod and hit play. The first tones from the piano sounded one note at a time, as I listened I watched for Bella’s reaction. There was a slight hitch in her breath but no audible sound as her eyes shifted to mine while Lionel Richie started singing ‘The Only One.’ The slow steady beat of the bass making the toy come to life, it was soft and subtle giving only a small amount of stimulation.

I could tell by the look Bella gave me that the vibrator was working, but I wanted her to have the full experience, “Sit back nâhtötse, relax, listen. and feel.”

As she once again relaxed into the seat my hand rested on her thigh where my thumb moved slowly back and forth across her skin. The song built as it moved to its conclusion before Lonestar’s ‘Amazing’ began to play. The steady beat providing the toy with percussion giving an easy constant vibration.

As each song played, the intensity of the beat increased making the sensations from the toy tucked inside her stronger. Every now and then I could feel the muscles in her thighs constrict for a moment before they would relax again. The beat of the music was continually growing yet it was still a slow relaxed tempo that truly only served to rouse her desire. I wanted her to hear the music, listen to the words, and feel the rhythm pulsing through her. It seemed to be working. As I sang along with Bon Jovi’s ‘Thank You For Loving Me,’ a single tear trailed down her face. It was the only time my hand left her thigh – to capture the tear.

The next two songs were R&B with a faster beat and I decided after Dakota Moon’s ‘Sing You To Sleep’ played, it would be a good time to take a break so we could have that talk. Pausing the I-pod I thought about the best way to broach the subject. Since Bella was still relaxed with her eyes closed I decided that would probably be the easiest way to start.

“Stay still Isabella,” I told her placing my hand on her knee letting my fingers glide softly up the inside of her thigh. “You are to speak freely and tell me about this morning.”

Bella’s brow furrowed, I thought that meant she was confused as to what I was talking about so I prompted, “At breakfast, you gave Claire a bite of food, something happened, tell me about it.”

“This one doesn’t know what you mean.”

Bella was over thinking, she needed to let go of her inhibitions and tell me what was at the root of her reaction. My fingers drifted over her outer lips while I tried to coax the answer from her, “Picture it in your head, the fork coming out of Claire’s mouth…”

“She did what your girl said.”

“Yes she did, and what did that do to you?’ I asked while my fingers became more insistent in their movements.

Bella whimpered opening her knees a little wider, “It made your girl want to tell her to do something else.”

“What would my girl have her do?”

She answered without thinking, “She doesn’t know.”

That might have been an honest answer, it’s not like Bella has had any training in being the top, hell she was just learning the roll of the bottom. But I wanted to make sure so my question became more direct. “Would you have Claire do something to you?”

“Don’t know…maybe or something to herself…or someone else…yeah someone else. This one wanted to make her do something nasty to someone else, so she could watch.”

At her admission my fingers moved from her center to grasp her hand using it to replace mine, “Touch yourself Isabella.”

Not that I wasn’t enjoying what I was doing however driving seventy-five miles an hour on the highway while trying to stroke a pussy and concentrating on what Bella was saying was not exactly the safest thing to do. I can multi-task with the best of them but even I have to admit that was too much.

There was no tentativeness in her actions as her hand continued what I started. It wasn’t long until Bella’s breathing became harsher from the obvious pleasure she was giving herself. I waited a few more seconds before continuing, “Free your mind and tell me what you would have made Claire do.”

“It’s not Claire…” her voice was weak yet I had to know, “Who is it?”

“Don’t know who…but she’s on her knees and this one walks up behind her wrapping her hand in the ends of her hair pulling it so that her head leans back as a man with a flaccid dick comes in. This one tells her to stick out her tongue and only use the very tip along his length, then the rest of her tongue until he becomes hard. Your girl watches closely as she directs the movement of the girl’s mouth with her hair. When he is ready, your girl makes her open her mouth so she could suck on his balls…ahhhhh…”

The sound of Bella’s moan went straight to my dick as I listened to her fantasy. I had heard enough to know what I needed to. In the diner I watched with apt fascination at Bella’s restrained arousal. I knew that as she watched Claire take the food from the fork that something had stirred inside her, I just didn’t know what. There was a possibility that it was from Claire herself, they had been friends a long time and it wouldn’t be difficult for those feelings to become sexual. Especially since Bella has lost so much of her inhibitions, any desires that she had repressed are going to be surfacing. The thought also occurred that it was strictly a desire to be with another woman, which would have been easier to fulfill than Claire herself. However, Bella’s reaction had very little to do with the woman herself, it was rather to dominate and direct the scene to fulfill the voyeurism in her. That was something we could work up to rather easily and would only require a play party to fulfill.

As her fantasy continued I understood that the male was also submissive and she directed the sex act that they shared. It was nothing harsh, there was very little pain inflicted other than clamps. The whole thing was about restraining the participants and her control over them. Like I said an easy fantasy to fulfill, but one that will take some training on her part and wouldn’t take place for some time.

“Master please?” The need was clear in her voice bringing me back from my thoughts as she asked for permission to release.

“No,” I told her firmly, I wanted her aroused without any satisfaction; that would come later and by my hand-not hers.

Removing her hand I brought it to my mouth where I licked and sucked the flavor off enjoying both the tang and her whimper. The sound was a mixture of disappointment as well as further excitement as her oral fixation was being provoked by my tongue moving purposely across and between her fingers. Glancing over at her, she stared at me with dark lust filled eyes as the tip of her tongue moved slowly across the inside of her bottom lip. It took me a second to realize what she was doing and I didn’t like it.

“Stop that,” I admonished with a soft flick of my finger against her lip, “you are taking what belongs to me.”

I planned to kiss and lick that flavor off her when we got out of the car. Bella flinched not because the flick was painful but from the quickness of the action. “Sorry Master, your girl…

“My girl was being naughty.”

The mood in the car had shifted from sexual tension to disapproval. It wasn’t my intention to make her feel errant; all I wanted to do was remind her of my instructions. Taking her hand I placed it over my dick letting her feel the titanium rod inside my pants, “You are not the only one aroused Isabella, but that doesn’t negate my instructions.”

Her small hand squeezed around me as she slid it over my jeans. “Your girl could take care of that Master.”

“I know she can…” the words were as forceful as I could make them with the thought of her sucking me off and I would have allowed it if our drive would have lasted longer but at the moment it wasn’t going to be happening “…and she will, later. For now I want you to sit back and finish enjoying your gift.”

Relaxing back with a resounding sigh that irritated the shit out me – I can’t wait until that is taken care of – Bella once again closed her eyes. Before beginning the rest of the play list I gave her position the once over, having her open her knees a little wider, I pushed play. The tempo of the next several songs was going to be faster and her thighs had to be parted to keep the friction at a minimum. Bella would still be able to clench her muscles but without the use of her thighs to rub against, it would only serve to frustrate her - making her needier.

The first few notes of ‘Maybe I’m Amazed’ came through the speakers and Bella uncharacteristically pulled her upper lip between her teeth as she rested her head back against the seat with a soft moan. The words were true and the beat would peak and fall several times throughout making the toy all the more effective. The next song was ‘All My Life’ with a constant steady pulse. Glancing over she had turned her head to look at me, with a tentative hand she raised her palm to my face. I didn’t say anything as I leaned my cheek against it, silently giving her permission to touch me. When I moved my head away the song was ending and as K-Ci and JoJo crooned I sang along.

“All my life, I prayed for someone like you. Yes I pray that you do love me too”

Shifting my face I placed a kiss on her palm before looking over to see the tears in her eyes but she didn’t say anything. In all honesty no words were needed; the look I was getting said it all. The next few songs kept the same steady beat and at times I sang along but for the most part I just wanted her to enjoy the experience, letting Bella be immersed in the words and the sensations cursing through her. The last song Bon Jovi’s ‘In These Arms’ was the most intense and spoke of what I hoped for our future.

I wanted to stand in the sun and make promises to each other. I wanted to hold her forever and make everything alright because I needed her more than I ever needed anything. She told me earlier I was her injichaag, her soul mate the one who makes her everything she is, the funny thing was that was exactly how I felt. Bella articulated her feelings through her words, I used the songs to say the same thing and she understood.

We were just hitting Lincoln City when the last song finished. Not wanting the next list to begin, I quickly turned off the I-pod before giving Bella my attention. “Did you like your gift nâhtötse?”

“Yes, it was beautiful, Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. I can assume that the toy added to the experience” The blush on her face was all the confirmation I needed but she answered.

“Yes Sir. It felt like the music was pulsing through me, like I could feel the words infusing into my soul. Is…” Bella stopped short making me wonder, “Is what? Finish what you were going to ask.”

It took a moment before she spoke whether from gathering her thoughts or from uncertainty I wasn’t sure.

“Is that all…is that what the vibrator is for, to feel the beat?”

Trying hard not to grin so that I gave nothing away I answered with a simple, “No.”

Once we were alone in the room she was going to find out exactly what the toy could do and the wondrous joys the infusion into her soul could bring. In the mean time, I had answered her question and there was no time for any more as we pulled into the parking deck of the Inn at Spanish Head Resort. It was a large complex with seven floors directly on the beach with all the amenities that one would expect. As far as I knew no one from the family had ever stayed here; yet with Alice’s discriminating tastes I was sure that it would be beyond satisfactory.

I parked in a regular space rather than in the temporary office area. I would have to get ahold of my mother to see what she had planned; however, the more time that Bella and I had alone the better, so I didn’t want to waste a second having to move the car again. The ocean breeze was the first thing that hit me when I opened the door, it was warm out but the air was cool making me wonder if sitting out with only a bathing suit on was going to be possible.

Opening Bella’s door I took a second to put her seat up and fix the one button I had undone before taking her hand to help her out. She smoothed the wrinkles in her skirt as best she could but it didn’t really help. That was ok because before the evening was over that skirt was going to need dry cleaning.

Unable to wait any longer my arms wrapped around her waist pulling her close to me as my mouth found hers. Her lips were dry and I wasted no time in making them moist, running my tongue across the fullness of her bottom lip. The faint taste of her juices was still there and if I thought tasting her essence off my fingers was good, savoring the flavor off her lips was sublime.

The tang hit my taste buds with a delicate mix of her breath and I wanted more, I wanted all of her, right then and there. Bella’s hands gripped onto my forearms clinging to me as I captured her moan in my mouth making me groan in answer. I felt her hip brush against my dick sending bolts of energy through me. The animal inside was screaming for release but I had to push him down with a promise that it wouldn’t be too long of a wait. Pulling my head back I looked into Bella’s face; her eyes were closed to the brightness making her look angelic with the sun creating red highlights in her hair that I had not seen before. She was beautiful and for a second I felt almost guilty about what I had planned to do to her, and then she opened her eyes.

“Master, please?” The deep dark brown lust filled eyes of my slut were back and along with her words were pleading with me to take her.

“All in good time nâhtötse” I told her running my hands across her bottom.

On the outside my words sounded cool and patient, on the inside my dick and blood pressure was screaming for me to hurry the fuck up.

Bella reached in the car to get her purse and I told her to grab the I-pod because in my haste to get out I had forgotten it. Popping open the trunk all I needed was our two suitcases and my black tote bag. Bella came to the back of the car and I asked if there was anything else she wanted. Reaching in, she took out the small paisley bag with our toiletries and two bottles of water from the case that I always kept back there. Satisfied that we had everything I shut the trunk and we walked to the lobby.

It was a big bright colored room with a large circular desk in the middle that was constructed of varies mosaic tiles. The guy behind the desk, whose name tag declared him to be Carl, was in his early-twenties wearing the standard outfit of black pants, white shirt and tie. I assumed that this was not his chosen profession and that he was a college kid who was working a job for the summer. He really wouldn’t have struck me as someone to remember except that from the moment we stepped through the glass doors he couldn’t take his eyes off Bella’s boobs.

That wouldn’t normally bother me except that we stood there in front of the desk for a few seconds while he openly gawked. Not that I blamed the kid one bit, the three remaining open buttons showed off her cleavage and besides that, Bella was aroused. That fact was plainly obvious as her nipples protruded through the light weight shirt. The problem was I wanted to get into our fucking room so I could play with those nipples and everything else that came along with them.

Clearing my throat to get Carl’s attention I watched in amusement as he stammered at being caught ogling my woman. “Cullen.”

“E..e..excuse me?” poor Carl, I felt bad for him.

“The name is Cullen, we have a reservation.”

Carl looked at me like he was lost for a moment before his senses returned, “Oh…right away sir.”

When Carl starting typing into the keyboard Bella looked at me through her lashes and snickered, her enjoyment of the situation made me grin, she really was a devil in disguise.

Carl kept his eyes on the computer monitor scrunching his face like there was a problem while he spoke “We have several Cullen’s, ummm…”

“Edward,” I answered before he could ask.

“Yes Sir…ummm…” his eyes shot to Bella quickly then back to the monitor, “…you have a one bedroom … um…all I need is a credit card.”

Bella moved quickly to place her purse on the desk, taking out her wallet while I groaned. She shot me a look that shut me right up, “We had a deal.”

“I know,” I said holding my hands up in surrender, “and just because I agreed doesn’t mean I have to like it.”

“I don’t care if you like it, suck it up,” she said holding out her Visa Card for Carl.

“Oh…you’re the one going to be sucking it up.” I said with a soft growl against her ear but from the look we got I was sure Carl over heard me, Bella however shrugged with smugness, “Promises. Promises.”

The grin on my face increased as I looked back at Carl who was staring at us with a blank expression. Raising my eyebrows he looked down at his hand seeming to remember that he had a job to do. He typed a few more things into the computer then swiped the card through the machine, looking back at Bella he questioned, “Do you want place all four nights on the card as well as room charges?”

I spoke up before Bella could answer, “Is it possible to pay for the room charges separate when we check out?”

“Yes Sir. I just need to keep a credit card on file but all charges can be paid at check out,” Carl seemed to have gotten his composure together because he sounded a lot more professional all of a sudden. In any case I was glad about the separate billing. Paying for the room was one thing and if it made Bella happy, I could accept it. However, I had already charged items to the room and there was no way I was going to let her pay for it.
Carl gave Bella back her credit card and some papers to sign just as the elevator doors behind us opened to familiar voices.

“Uncle Eddie!” Vinny yelled running into my leg.

“Hey buddy, what are you doing here?” I asked in a shocked tone while ruffling his hair.

“We’re staying at the beach with you.”

“Ohhh…well then I think this vacation just got a whole lot better.”

“Hello Bella dear,” My mother said kissing her cheek before making small talk by asking how the drive was.

“Augh,” Bella kind of groaned while letting out a gust air. “It was long, but good.”

Good? Only good?

I stood there taking in the description of our drive feeling rather dejected at her choice of words when it dawned on me, my mother was so intent on my girlfriend that she didn’t even say hello to me. “What am I chopped liver?”

Both women looked at me like I was the rude one. Leaning down I kissed mom’s cheek, “Hello mother, I know I’m only the person who came along with Bella, but it’s nice to see you anyway.”

Mom tisked placing both hands on my face pulling it down to kiss my forehead. “Hello Edward, it’s good to see you too.”

“Oh Nooo…You can’t sway me with second rate mommy kisses. I see where my place is,” I told her with mock scorn then pouted, “that’s ok, the complex will probably only last a year or two.”

“Oh Edward hush,” mom said, lightly slapping my arm while Bella giggled.

The elevator chimed again opening the doors to let Alice out. Her hands were full with towels, a swimming ring and goggles but that didn’t stop her from hugging Bella.

I looked down at Vinny who was watching the women –for lack of a better word- cackle. “Do you see what happens when you get a girlfriend? It’s like us men don’t even exist.”

Vinny nodded his head once in agreement, “Yeah, who needs them?”

“Well I wouldn’t go that far, girls are good for some stuff.”

“Yeah…” he agreed then asked, “like what?”

“Well…they are really good at cooking dinner.” What else was I supposed to say?

Vinny scrunched up his little face in contemplation but didn’t get to answer as Alice broke in, “Edward, would you stop warping my son?”

“I’m not warping him.”

Vinny agreed, “Uncle Eddie’s not whooping me.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at the little man, Alice didn’t find it funny and thankfully Carl saved me by calling Bella’s name. While she was signing the slip and getting the key cards for our room, my mother eyed me with suspicion.

“Edward, please tell me you are not making Bella pay?”

I rolled my eyes while Bella handed me a key card to the room informing me the room number was three-fourteen. Then like the savior she was, explained our deal to my mother who didn’t seem any happier about it than I did, but kept her opinion to herself. That was one of the things I loved about my mom, she only intruded in our private lives when asked to, never making her view known unless it was solicited.

Vinny started whining about going to the pool, tugging on Alice’s arm while mom said that she had made dinner reservations for seven-thirty in the hotel restaurant. Looking at my watch I realized that we had less than two hours - my plans were still on but we had to get moving. After another round of hugs and I’ll see you laters, Bella and I headed towards the elevators. Before the door opened Alice yelled through the lobby. “Oh and Bella, you should never wear linen in the car, it wrinkles like crazy.”

“I’ll try and remember that,” she mumbled looking up at me with the most adorable blush on her face.

Inside the elevator my eyes stayed on Bella waiting to see if she would need to be brought back into a submissive mind frame and I was happy when she continued to stay quiet with her eyes lowered and remained that way until we stepped into our room.

“Wow,” was all Bella said and I had to agree with her.

Alice had outdone herself; the room was more like an apartment painted in a soothing light green color. The large living room contained comfortable off white upholstered furniture that consisted of a couch and loveseat facing a dark wooden armoire that stood between two low back dark green chairs. In the center of the grouping on the coffee table sat the bottle of wine in the ice bucket along with the chocolates I had ordered.

The dark green drapes were open giving a spectacular view of the ocean off the balcony and providing enough natural light to make the dark wood of the kitchen cabinets on the right side of the room gleam. The main area contained two doors one to the bathroom that housed a two person tub and separate tiled shower with a waterfall spray overhead and six different water ports jetting from the walls.

We were definitely going to make good use of that.

The bedroom was painted the same green color with the bed covered in a plush off white comforter with accents of dark green that matched the drapes. All the other furniture was dark wood except for the two high back upholstered chairs that created a small seating area in front of the large picture window that looked out over the ocean. In the far corner of the room was a door that I assumed to be a closet because the only other door was open giving us access to the bathroom. Sitting in the middle of the dresser in front of a large wall mirror was a crystal vase containing the yellow roses I had arranged for Bella.

When she seen them her eyes lit up and I could tell that she wanted to touch them but held herself back. “Go ahead nâhtötse, they’re yours.”

Bella put her face up to the bouquet taking a deep breath of the sweet scent before she picked up the card that was folded in front of them. She read the words I had requested to be written, it was a quote that I thought to be very appropriate. Looking at me she still was unsure what I would allow so I made it easy for her, “Do you like them?”

She blinked her eyes several times, “You spoil this one Master.”

I wiped the single tear from her cheek, “It brings be pleasure to spoil you nâhtötse, but you didn’t tell me if you like them or not.”

“This one loves them, thank you, they are her favorite.”

I knew that

We had left everything out in the other room when we came exploring and it might have been the proper thing to unpack however I had other plans. Taking a look around the room my eyes settled on the wooden oval floor mirror and ideas took on another dimension.

“Do you have something you can quickly put your hair up with?” it would be better if she did but I didn’t want to waste time while she dug through her luggage.

“Yes Sir.”

“Good…” my demeanor was calm but my dick was doing the happy twitch as I gave her instructions, “Go into the bathroom, fix your hair, then meet me in the other room.”

“As you wish.” While Bella went out into the other room to get what she needed, I took the mirror with me.

Picking up the black tote my mind started making a check list of everything I would need. By the time I had the bag on the kitchen table I was able to gather everything rather quickly. Being able to lay my hands on each item as swiftly as possible was one of the reasons why I don’t require Bella to put my things away. I want to know what I have and where it is at any given moment. For safety reasons I need to know that I have everything that could be needed and that it is in tip-top shape. Nothing is put away either in the travel case or in the playroom that needs to be replaced or repaired. That is my responsibility and I take it very seriously.

With everything ready I had a few moments to get my bearings before Bella presented herself. Her hair was up as I requested but it didn’t seem to be very secure, that was alright it only had to remain out of the way until I had her in position.

“I need the I-pod Isabella.”

While she got that out of her purse I opened the armoire hoping that there was a docking system, I had a portable I-home but the toy would work better with the proper sound system - like the Bose Wave that was perched on the shelf above the TV.

Ah…Alice I love you

Bella stood at my side in a perfect stance holding the I-pod out, “Isabella kneel.”

I knew that our time was limited but I had to get myself together, my mind was going in all different directions and if I didn’t get centered then I needed to call the session off. It’s not like I was planning anything dangerous like suspension or a harsh whipping; yet any D/s play holds an air of danger that requires total focus. At that moment (due to haste and eagerness) my concentration was lacking which was very unsafe for both of us, and since I was introducing something new I had to be exceptionally vigilant.

Leaving Bella on her knees I moved a few feet away, watching her shoulders move with each breath she took. With her hair up and the clothing she had on it put me in mind of a virtuous secretary, taking a deep breath my mind ran through the scene one more time. Satisfied that I had myself under control and it was safe to let the dominate creature inside me loose, I approached Bella.

Standing directly behind her with my knees practically touching her back I gazed down waiting to see if she would falter. When she didn’t, I took the moment to move one of the low back chairs over by the kitchen table. The sound must have gotten Bella’s attention because I could see her head shift slightly like she was trying to look over her shoulder. That actually made me grin with happiness because it’s always more fun when she’s slightly disobedient.

No one likes a perfect submissive

“Do you have a kink in your neck or are you being nosey again?” My words came out harsh but they worked as her head immediately went back into position.

Smiling at her reaction I took two throw pillows off the couch and walked into the bathroom to get a towel. With the chair set up my attention once again turned to Bella. Picking up the black nylon collar that I bought her in Victoria I moved to stand in front of her with the length of the dog collar hanging in front of her face so she could see it. There was a slight deep intake of air yet no other reaction was shown.

“Open your mouth Isabella,” as she did what I said my voice became stern, “Wider.”

With her mouth open I placed the collar between her lips, “Hold that.”

Taking the I-pod from her hands I looked through the play list until I found the one I was looking for. Possessing Bella was exactly like the one in the car except the music was more robust with a hard beat that grew to a nonstop intensity. Where the play list in the car was meant to stimulate - this one was designed for one purpose – heightened pleasure. She said that the toy provided her with a feeling like the music was infusing into her soul allowing her to feel it going through her. That sensation was going to be increased tenfold to the point where the gag would be necessary because I didn’t think she would be able to remain quiet enough.

Tipping her chin up with the pad of my thumb Bella’s wide brown eyes looked at me like a doe caught in the head lights. There was some apprehension there; however, most of what I saw was excitement, but before continuing there was something I needed to know.

“It’s almost six o’clock Isabella, that means our usual is over.” I couldn’t help the satisfied grin that came over me at her obvious disappointment. “I’m willing to extend our scheduled conclusion for another hour however I won’t do it without your permission. So tell me now, do I have your consent to continue?”

“Yes Master,” the words came out around the collar she held between her teeth

Raising one eyebrow as if I was surprised by her answer, “Very well. Stand up.”

Taking my hand Bella got to her feet while I moved my head from left to right eyeing her appearance, “I think we need to show a little bit more skin nâhtötse.”

Pulling the bottom of her shirt out of the waist band my fingers set to unfastening the small white buttons. With each one more of her skin was visible and I made a point of brushing it with knuckles as I went along. Bella’s breathing became heavier and once her shirt was completely open I let the two sides hang loose exposing just a hint of the lacy flesh tone bra she wore. Holding Bella’s gaze my hand moved down to slip under her skirt sliding up her legs where I tapped on the inside of her thighs. Knowing what I wanted she parted them as wide as her skirt would allow. My fingers separated her folds and plunged inside her sending the toy deep into her depth causing a loud gasp.

Momentarily widening my eyes in shock before narrowing them in disapproval I put on an air if irritation, “I’m going to let that go because I hadn’t told you to remain quiet, however don’t test my patience Isabella.”

Her eyes widened and even with the collar still in her mouth somehow or another she was able to bite down on her bottom lip. If I was going to get her to disobey it was now. Spreading open the two fingers inside her I told her to push the vibrator out. Holding on to the small of her back with my other hand to keep her steady I slowly worked the toy in and out of her. After a few passes I once again pushed it hard and fast deep up inside her, the gasp was more like a shuddering whimper as her muscles squeezed around my fingers.

“I’m going to have a problem with you this evening aren’t I Isabella?”

She gripped her lip tighter shaking her head with wide convincing eyes, but I wanted to hear her. Once again I had her push the toy out; this time I used my thumb working it over her clit while my fingers inside her wiggled the vibrator. It wasn’t enough stimulation on either part to give her any satisfaction, in fact if anything it was an annoyance that she would have to endure. After a minute or two Bella shifted her hips trying to get more friction from my thumb, it was a reaction yet not the one I wanted. The hand that held onto her back came down on her bottom in a quick swat silently telling her to hold still.

Her body stiffened as she set her hips making her internal muscles tighten. It was now or never and I took the chance, plunging the toy once more. The strangled moan was more than I could have asked for.

“Alright Isabella, we’ll do it the hard way.”

Taking the nylon collar from her mouth I fastened it around her neck buckling it in the front. With that in place it was time to get the rest of her in position. Walking over to chair I called her over to me where I put the padded wrist restraints on both hands making sure that the clips were on the inside of her wrist, before having Bella sit down. The two pillows were behind the small of her back causing her to sit forward on the seat, giving me easier access. With her sitting I squatted down to put on the ankle restraints making sure the clips were facing back. When all four limbs had their restraints in place I double check their placement making sure of proper fit.

Satisfied that everything was alright and while I was still squatted down I worked on getting Bella’s lower body the way I wanted it. Taking ahold of her right leg I lifted under her knee draping it over the arm of the chair. Using the small length of rope I made a slip knot on the end to attach an “S” hook which I connected to the clip on the back of the ankle restraint. With that in place I moved back to the front of the chair giving Bella the once over. She looked rather uncomfortable and her skirt was hindering her legs from being opened any further. That was an easy fix.

With one leg already lifted off the seat it was easy to slide the material of the skirt up over her thighs letting it gather around her hips. With that done I draped Bella’s left leg over the other arm effectively opening her center. Before moving to the back of the chair to secure her I removed the vibrator, I had been playing with it and I wanted to make sure that it was properly placed to give her the optimum effect. Taking it out I was glad I did as it was backwards; sliding it back into place my eyes went to Bella’s. She seemed very intent on watching what I was doing.

Sometime I will have to explain to her that setting up the scene correctly is all part of the buildup. It’s like foreplay for both of us. For her it’s arousing because she’s losing her freedom and for me because with every little detail I’m gaining more control. That discussion would come later, for the moment I held her gaze while my thumb did a figure eight around her clit and opening after a few passes I gripped her clit applying more pressure while I watched her jaw clench. The tighter I pinched the more her bottom tried to retreat away from the pressure.

“Hold still,” the force from my fingers eased slightly then squeezed firmly making her breath hitch and I could see her internal muscles clench together yet she held still. I could have teased her a little longer however time was wasting.

Moving to the back of the chair I pulled on the rope that was attached to her right ankle drawing her leg back. The rope was wrapped around the end of chair anchoring it before wrapping it around the other side and creating another slip knot with an “S” hook that I had to pull taunt in order to attach it to the clip on the other ankle restraint. Standing up I looked down at my work satisfied, Bella was spread open exactly how I wanted her.

Taking the adjustable spreader bar I fed it through the ring of the collar that was on the back of her neck, leaving it there until I got the gag in place. It was the first time Bella had worn one so I picked a solid ball with a smaller circumference.

“Open your mouth,” I told her bringing the black rubber ball in front of her face.

As she complied the gag was put in place then securely buckled behind her head. The straps against her cheeks needed to be checked, making sure that they weren’t too tight; the last thing I wanted was for Bella to have chafe marks. Pleased with both the placement and the tension, I brought her wrists up attaching the clips on the restraints to either end of the spreader bar, effectively holding her hands in place. There was still some movement afforded on her part but not much. I didn’t need for her hands to be immobile, just out of the way. Checking her wrists once more it was time to explain how to safe word with the gag on.

Placing my hands on her shoulders I firmly pulled Bella back to lean against the chair inclining her body. Taking in the expression on her face I couldn’t tell what was going through her mind. “Are we good here Isabella?”

The nod was tentative making me wonder, “Are we on yellow?”

Bella’s eyes grew wider and I could see the fear creep in as her head bobbed once. Holding her gaze I needed to get her accustomed to the gag before I could continue. Cupping her chin my fingers skimmed along the strain of her jaw. “Relax your mouth Isabella, don’t bite down.”

As she complied I went on speaking with a calm clear voice, “Close your eyes nâhtötse, breath in through your nose, nice easy breaths. The ball isn’t that big…let the breath out of your mouth around the gag,” pleased with what she was doing I continued to stoke along her jaw line. “Say ‘Ah’ Isabella.”

The sound was muffled yet still audible, “See nâhtötse, the gag only mutes the noise it doesn’t stop it and it doesn’t impede your breathing at all.”

There are gags that will do both; however this one is more for effect than anything else. The other gags are something that we will work up to, slowly, like with the canes, which was a whole other challenge. At the moment I needed to know that there and then Bella was alright.

“Open your eyes Isabella,” as she obeyed I could tell that she was a whole lot more comfortable, yet I needed to hear it. “Are we good now?”

I watched her chest raise as Bella drew in a deep breath then nodding her head with confidence. I continued to watch her for a few more seconds debating with myself if she was alright or not. It seemed like her body had relaxed and the air of confidence that usually exudes from her was back so I trusted her word.

Taking the small red ball off the table I placed it in her right hand. “This is your safe word Isabella; since you can’t talk you drop the ball. Do you understand?” At her nod I had her do it once.

With the ball back in her possession I wrapped the black silk scarf around her eyes, knotting it on the side of her head. My hands ran down Bella’s shoulders separating the two sides of her open shirt tucking each one behind her back. Her whole torso was exposed allowing me to slide my hands over her rib cage, slipping them under the cups of her bra and releasing her breasts from the confines of the lacy material. With the way her body was inclined on the chair along with her breasts being thrust upwards in her bra she was perkier than normal. I would have loved to tease and play with her nipples until she begged me to let her cum however with a bit a regret I decided that would happen at another time.

The folded towel was placed under her bottom to protect the upholstery and then I positioned the mirror a few feet in front of her, tilting the top so that I could have a perfect view. The last things I did were remove my shirt, turned on the I-pod, and picked up the crop.

The first couple words of ‘Say Yes’ came through the speakers in a flawless tone making the vibrator hum. I started on the outside of her left leg using the flat end of the crop to skim the leather slowly up her skin, passed her stomach to her ribs circling her breast before moving slowly down the other side. The movement was deliberate, drawing out the desire in her as it danced across her skin to the pace of the music.

With each pass the leather came closer to her sensitive areas yet never touched the spots where she wanted it most. She tried to shift her hips and shoulders a few times but the slow steady pace continued. By the end of the song I was sure that the leather had gradually teased every piece of exposed skin and between the steady purr of the vibrator and my actions Bella was a wanton pile of need.

Sarah McLachlan’s ‘Possession’ came on next, starting with the same slow steady tempo that turned into a quicker beat. This time as the crop moved quicker over Bella’s skin I made sure to touch the spots I had missed and every now and then I flicked the leather quickly against her in time to the heavy pulse. The sound of the crop hitting her flesh along with the soft pink glow that her skin was taking on, spurred me to continue as my dick throbbed.

With each tap of the leather against her skin a muted sound came from Bella’s mouth as she felt the pain from the crop along with the vibration inside her. The list continued to play each song growing more potent, and as the beat picked up so did the strikes from the crop. By the time Creed’s ‘Bound and Tied’ started playing Bella was covered with sweat, the inside of her upper thighs were pink as well as the underside of both breasts.

Using the edge of the crop and going along with the rhythm of the music, I alternated between flicking her nipples in rapid secession to a sound slap directly over her clit. The muffled sounds coming out from around the gag became louder with the beginning cords of ‘Too Close’ making me even more painfully aware of my dick.
The beat was still strong and constant but the tempo allowed for me to sweep the leather across her outer lips before striking the top of her clit. It was relentless and each slap of the leather caused Bella to shamelessly cry out in need.

My own desire increased as I watched in the mirror as her hips rose opening herself wider while she tried to meet the crop. I could tell that Bella was close and it wouldn’t take much to push her over the edge. The muscles in her stomach rippled with tension while her erratic breathing was over shadowed by the muffled moans and her hips seemed to be in constant motion.

As the song came to an end bringing the start of ‘Unholy Love’ my left hand gripped the knot that held the scarf over her eyes removing it in one sweep. Dropping it to the floor I held on to the bar that was threaded through the collar making Bella lift her head. “Look.”

Bella’s eyes were wide as she took in her appearance in the mirror, her hair in total disarray, her face flushed, the angry pink spots that marred her sweat covered skin. The playroom is filled with mirrors, yet I don’t believe she had ever seen herself like this with her legs spread wide, revealing the puffiness of her slick center. This time she was not only going to feel it, she was going to see the wonder of her body.

“Watch Isabella,” I order while the crop came down over the top of her clit after a few rapid strikes, making her breathing even more erratic.

“Ask me Isabella,” my words were demanding as they came out among my own rough breaths.

Her eyes bore into mine in the reflection of the mirror, “I said watch!” the strike of the leather crop coming down hard on her sensitive flesh as my other hand gripped the closest nipple. The muffled scream from my fingers twisting the nub was countered by my order, “Ask me.”

The crop continued to rein down on its target as Bella screamed out a muffled, ‘please.’

“Ask me again!” I yelled pinching the nipple in my fingers while the crop moved faster to the beat as Bella cried out around the gag, “Pleeeeeaaaassssseeeeee!”

All I really heard was the ‘ease’ as I knew that the song was coming to a close. “Watch,” I ordered moving the placement of the crop down just a fraction to hit the precise spot several times. Bella stiffened as her eyes grew wider, I knew it was time, “Now Isabella.”

I counted the rapid strikes, it was on the eighth one when her body shook as she sucked in a deep breath while her thighs tightened so much her ass raised off the chair and she screamed out as she came, throwing her head back against the chair while the vibrator burst out of her onto the floor.

My fingers eased up on the hold they had on her nipple while I kept using the crop to the beat of the music letting her ride out the pleasure that was cursing through her. The initial scream had turned to constant moans and whimpers as her body came down. I would have given her time to come back to reality, however I was dealing with my own need and if I didn’t get my dick inside her soon, that fucker was going to explode.

Dropping the crop on the floor I unzipped my jeans part of the way so that I was able to bend down to unhook the ankle restraints from the ‘S’ hooks. Glad that from all of Bella’s movement the tension had loosened making it rather easy to release the clips. I didn’t waste time undoing her wrists as I lifted Bella from the chair turned us slightly and leaned her over the kitchen table. The height wasn’t exactly perfect but there was no time to worry about that. My pants were down around my ankles with my dick in my hand before I even stepped in behind her. There was no teasing as I lined myself up.

Bella moaned faintly around the gag and I groaned from the feeling of her warm wetness blanketed around me. She felt so fucking good I couldn’t help myself as I gripped her upper thighs, spreading her wider and pulling her body closer to me. My thrusts were urgent, I didn’t really care if she came again, this was all about Edward and I took what I wanted, hard and fast.

The first twinges started in my stomach as I faintly registered the last song on the play list and it wasn’t long before I felt her muscles clamp down on me in a fucking vice grip that I lost it. Shooting my cum deep inside her with such force my fucking legs buckled. The rush of my orgasm was so strong I was dizzy as my upper body collapsed onto Bella’s back.

“Fuck baby…” I said through heaving breaths kissing whatever part of her skin I could reach, “…that was so fucking worth the wait.”

All I heard was a groan and I realized that I was probably crushing her. Moving to stand my head was still dizzy and my legs felt like fucking jello while another moan came from Bella as I pulled my deflating dick out of her. She laid face down on the table with her wrists still bound, her feet flat on the floor and her legs spread with her bottom sticking up in the air.

Moving to the side of the table I worked to unbuckle the gag, pulling the ball from her mouth I didn’t have to tell Bella to flex her jaw, it was automatic. Next I unclipped her wrists massaging the muscles in her upper arms before bringing them down alongside her body and gently unclasping her hand to reclaim the red ball. Bella had such a grip on it that her fingers were white from the effort it took to not drop it. Once the spreader bar was removed from the clip in the collar I brushed the hair out of her face with my fingers.

“Are you alright nâhtötse?” I asked waiting for her eyes to open.

Bella nodded, “yeah, I’m tired, hungry, and I have to pee.”

“That’s a whole lot of things you have going on,” I said with a chuckle lifting her shoulders from the table so she would stand. “Go to the bathroom, I’ll take the rest of the stuff off of you in there.”

She padded lazily to the bathroom while I picked up the vibrator off the floor, reaching the door she groaned loudly as if in pain. “What’s the matter?”

“There’s man goo dripping out of me.”

I couldn’t help but laugh, “I think it’s a mixture of goo.”

“Whatever it is, it’s gross,” she grumbled while I laid the toy on a paper towel on the counter to clean off later.

The bathroom door was only half closed and as I walked by putting the chair away I called in, “I thought you like my goo?”

“Not running down my leg,” Bella answered over the water running in the sink.

Since she had obviously finished peeing I opened the door all the way, going into the large bathroom to remove the rest of my equipment from her body. “We don’t have much time Bella, why don’t you shower quickly while I finish cleaning up?”

While she showered I got everything back into its rightful place before showering myself. I had opened the bottle of wine and we each had a glass while we dressed. There are some things that I really appreciate about Bella - and her ability to get ready in a hurry is one of them. She is not one of those women that require an hour to do her hair and makeup. Twenty minutes later we were heading out of the door and she looked gorgeous, wearing a simple dark grey short sleeve dress with a high waist that swooped around her neck showing off my collar. The length came to just above her knees and with the black heels that showed off her pretty pink toe nails she looked perfect for a family dinner.

I finished the wine in my glass while Bella picked up her purse and we left to go downstairs. When we got out into the hallway Emmett and Rose were coming out of the room two doors down from us. After the hellos and customary female hugs, the four of us walked together towards the elevators. The doors dinged letting us know that it had arrived. Bella was talking to Rose about how big her belly had gotten while Emmett made us all laugh as he took credit for his potency.

“How was Forks?” Emmett asked as the elevator descended.

“Wet,” I answered truthfully.

My brother scrunched up his face in disgust, “I didn’t ask how little Bella was.”

The gasp from my girl was loud, “I can’t believe you just said that. I thought we had a deal Emmie!”

“Alright…alright…but I couldn’t resist.” He laughed while Bella rolled her eyes as we walked out into the lobby area. “Seriously, how was it?”

I knew exactly what my brother wanted to know. His question centered on James, it wasn’t a subject I wanted to talk about right at that moment so I appeased him by telling him that we had a nice time. More hellos and hugs were exchanged as everyone gathered together. We only waited a few minutes to be seated which was good because like Bella, I too was hungry. We followed the hostess through the small restaurant to an area set up for us back in the corner by two walls of windows that looked out onto the ocean. The sun was half-way set creating a beautiful scene which I admired while holding out Bella’s chair; she said a thank you as she sat down.

“You’re welcome nâhtötse” leaning down to place a kiss on her head before taking my seat next to her. Bella had a grin on her face as she watched me, “You really like that word.”

“Yes I do,” I assured her. I did like that word and planned to use it all the time.

The waiter handed out menus along with the wine list, then took drink orders. When he left, the table was fairly quiet and while everyone decided what they wanted to eat my attention went to Bella. “What are you hungry for nâhtötse?”

“Hmmm…I was thinking the Cod?” looking at the menu it was coconut macadamia nut crusted with a coconut curry sauce, all those flavors and textures were so Bella. “Sounds like that’s right up your alley.”

We decided to share the crab cakes in a sweet mustard sauce for an appetizer and I settled on the pan seared rib eye. When the waiter came back with the drinks everyone was ready to order, and when he walked away Vinny who was seated on the end of the table yelled, “Uncle Eddie how comes you didn’t come swimming with us?”

All eyes turned to me waiting for an answer including the woman who was my willing partner in detaining me, “Ahh…Aunt Bella was tired and needed a nap.”

“Ohhh…grandma had to leave because grandpa needed a nap too,” the eyes that were on me went to my parents. My mom coughed in her water glass and dad had a smug smile on his face.

Gross

Vinny however was on a roll, “Daddy wanted to take a nap but mommy said No, he had to wait until later.”

“Ah…Vinny here, I brought your cars.” Alice worked quickly to get his little mind on something else, that seemed to work as he became involved in running the car over his sister’s arms.

“How was Forks?” My dad asked while I took a drink of wine.

“It was good, we were busy the whole time but it was fun.”

My mother was the next one who had a question which she asked with a hopeful tone, “Did you get along well with Bella’s father?”

I thought about how I was introduced to Chief Swan and snickered at how everything worked out before answering, “Yes, he’s a very nice man. Everyone was very nice.” Catching Emmett’s eye I could tell that he really wanted to know more, however mom wasn’t done.

“When can we meet him?”

Mom’s question caught me off guard; it hadn’t dawned on me that they should meet. Looking to Bella I wondered if she was thinking the same thing and I answered, “They will all be coming to Seattle in two weeks…”

“All?” dad wondered.

“Ummm…It’s my sister’s baby shower so everyone will be staying over.”

“We’re going to have a full house, Bella’s brother Seth is staying with us and Quil and Claire…”

“They’re staying with us?” Bella questioned.

“Yes nâhtötse,” with the drive and our extra activities in the room I must have forgotten to tell her that. “He asked if it would be alright this morning at the diner.”

Bella nodded while Emmett asked, “Did you learn a new language Eddie?”

Bella giggled, I suppose at the name Eddie, while I answered with narrowed eyes, “Just a few words and phrases.”

“What does that mean? Na…what did you say?” my mom wondered.

“Ahhh…” usually I was quick with an answer, however for the life of me I could not think of one. I didn’t think my mother would appreciate me going around calling Bella my pet. Although I did know at one time it was fashionable, I’m sure it didn’t hold the same connotation as it does now. Bella didn’t help at all as she looked at me expectantly. When I didn’t answer Jasper had to put in his two cents, “It’s probably a naughty word Esme.”

“Yeah mom, one you can only define by looking it up on Urban Dictionary,” Emmett commented while Bella finally spoke up,

“It is not naughty.”

My mom was waiting for an answer which Bella started, “nâhtötse means…” searching my brain for a synonym for pet I finished her sentence, “…literally it means my precious or my cherished one.”

Those words made both my parents smile while Emmett groaned, “Ohhh…little brother. I never thought I’d see the day when you got all sappy.”

“You let him alone,” Mom came to my defense. “I think that is very sweet Edward.”

The waiter brought the appetizers as the conversation switched topics to what we were doing tomorrow. It was a nothing day of sitting on the beach or around the pool. By the time our meals came Alice was in full-on explanation of all the work she had been doing getting ready for the Anniversary party coming up on Saturday. Explaining in detail about the outfits she had made for some of the club members. Mom talked about the charity event her and dad had gone to on Friday night and before we knew it the coffee was being served.

“Edward are we watching the Lakers tonight?” Jasper wanted to know.

I had forgotten that the NBA finals had started and game two was being played tonight.

“I’ll bring the beer,” Emmett added.

My room was always the place where the men would gather during family vacations because I was always alone. There wasn’t anyone to wake up or intrude on guy time but since I had Bella with me I didn’t know what to say as they both waited for an answer. I didn’t just want to say it was alright without having her approval yet to them it was a nightly ritual.

“Do you mind if they come up to watch the game?”

Bella shrugged at my question, “No it’s ok, you all can watch your hoopy’s.”

“Hoopy’s?” Emmett questioned while I wanted to know, “Are you sure?”

It didn’t seem like Bella was opposed to the idea and we really didn’t do anything except watch a game and sit around and talk.

“Yes, I’m sure.” Emmett and Jasper seemed to be glad about that, I on the other hand felt off for some reason.

We paid our bill and as everyone was leaving the men all said that they were going to change their clothes and meet in our room in fifteen minutes. Bella wanted to stop in the little store area to get a few things for the kitchen so after saying goodnight to the woman we bought coffee, milk, some cold drinks, and a few snacks. Getting on the elevator Bella was gibbering on about getting things to make breakfast, I had to stop her.

“Bella we are on vacation, we will either go out or order room service.”

“We have a full kitchen Edward…” she said it as if it should be obvious, “…why did we get a room with a kitchen if we’re not going to use it?”

“I think all the rooms here come with a kitchen. Besides nâhtötse we already did use it.” The blush on her face made me chuckle and before the doors opened I asked one more time, “Bella if you rather they don’t come to our room…”

“Nooo…Edward it’s fine really, you spend some male bonding time with your dad and bothers. I can watch TV in the bedroom and I really do want to start that book. Or, maybe I’ll spend some quality time in that bathroom.”

“That is a nice bathroom,” I agreed stepping out of the elevator. “We’ll have to conserve water and shower together.”

Emmett’s door opened as walked by and he told Bella that Rose wanted to talk to her for a minute. She handed me the bag of chips and pretzels she was carrying, gave me a kiss and disappeared with a promise that she wouldn’t be too long.

“Aro wanted me to tell you that Felix is running the auction on Friday. He figured that because of Bella you wouldn’t be interested.”

I nodded, “Aro was right.”

I had been in charge of the auction for the past four years. It requires a lot of hands on involvement with the participants who are being bid on. It was not something that I could see Bella being comfortable with me partaking in. In fact, I hadn’t even thought about going to the event, but it might be something that Bella would find interesting; I would have to think about it.

Opening the door to our room I put the two bags down on the table telling Emmett that I was going to change. We hadn’t unpacked so I looked through my suitcase taking out a pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt; there was no need to dress any better. I heard the knock at the door as I came out of the bedroom. I thought maybe it was Bella but then realized she would have used her key. Jasper came in dressed much the same way I was, carrying another six pack and a bag of Sun Chips.

“Ahhh…Edward,” Emmett started while I picked up the bags off the table. “there is a little something on the counter you might want to put away before dad gets here.”

My eyes scanned the area – fuck, the vibrator – I had forgotten I left it there so that I could clean it later. The next knock at the door had me moving quickly to put the toy in the bedroom. Mom had sent dad down with chips and salsa and so I got out a bowl while putting the things in the bag away. Jasper had the doors to the armoire open and the TV on, the game was already in the second quarter, and just as I sat down Bella came back in. She stood next to my chair with one knee on the overstuffed arm while I wrapped my arm around her waist.

“Congratulations Emmett!” Bella’s voice was truly happy; however like me, my brother seemed unsure, “For what?”

“For your son.”

“Ohhh…did she show you the pictures?” he became animated while I wondered “It’s a boy?”

“Of course it’s a boy, as if my manliness could make anything else!” I rolled my eyes while my father laughed as he explained about the x and y chromosomes.

Bella got a sly grin on her face, “Roscoe uh?”

“She’s not naming my son Roscoe, that’s a fucking dog’s name!”

Bella laughed at his agitation while the rest of us grinned, “Well Rose says…”

“I don’t give a shit what Rose says, my son will not be named fucking Roscoe!”

Bella was in a total fit of giggles and I didn’t know why it was kind of comical the way Emmett was being so adamant but it wasn’t hysterical. All of a sudden Emmett seemed to be enlightened as his eyes widened, “Did Rose tell you?” he asked then accused, “She did!”

Bella was still laughing as her two hands came out in front of her she made a fist with one hand “Ros” and a fist with the other “Co” then made a yanking motion with her right hand and spoke in a high pitch tone through her laughter ‘beep…beep”

“Fuck you,” my brother mumbled as Bella wiped the tears from her eyes as she laughed while Emmett became indignant, “Our deals off, I just declared open season.”

I had no idea what caused that reaction in Emmett and apparently no one else did either because they were looking just as confused as I felt. It must have been something a whole lot worse than Bella calling him Emmie, if he was willing to call off their deal.

“Go to bed Bella,” Emmett grumbled before looking to me, “Send her to bed.”

“I’m going,” Bella waved her hand while she giggled but instead of going to the bedroom she walked over to the back of the couch wrapping her arms around his neck in a hug.

“I’m sorry Emmett,” the words came out seriously at first then the giggle returned. “It’s just so cute.”

“Yeah…yeah…yeah…I hear ya.”

Bella let him go stopping by me for a kiss before saying good night to everyone else. When she shut the door to the bed room our attention went to Emmett who grumbled, “fucking women, they tell each other everything…nothing is sacred.”

There was no way he was going to get away with not telling us what the fuck just happened. He sat there drinking his beer trying his hardest to ignore our gazes. “I’m not fucking telling you ok?”

I sat back taking a drink from the bottle with a shrug, “Bella will tell me later.”

Emmett narrowed his eyes at me while Jasper complained, “Well who’s going to tell me, because I want to know?” while dad wrinkled his nose, “I don’t want to know.”

It was clear that Emmett wasn’t going to tell us so we relaxed back into watching the second half of the game. Dad stayed until the end of the third quarter as soon as the door closed Jasper pounced. Emmett wasn’t going to have any choice but to tell, besides as I seen it Bella would spill anyway and I could just tell Jasper so it was better to hear it firsthand. Emmett sighed taking a long drink from a fresh bottle of beer before he began.

“It really is nothing, you know how they call a big slong a rosco?”

No…I didn’t know that

“You know…I roscoed the bitch,”

ok that I heard of it’s a slang word for slapping a girl in the face with your dick.

Emmett looked at me pointedly, “and by the way, she got it wrong. It’s not beep-beep it’s be-be…be-be-boz to be exact.”

Ok

He took another swig from the bottle, “So when I was young that was how I use to beat off.”

He said it so casually that it was humorous, “What the fuck are you talking about?”

“I would squeeze each ball then use the stroke to the beat in my head, ‘Ros-Co-be-be… Ros-Co-be-be… Ros-Co-be-be,” he chanted adding the hand motions, “until I bozzed. And why the fuck my wife has to go around telling people these things…”

“So why the hell does she want to name the baby Roscoe?” Jasper asked what I was thinking.

Emmett rolled his eyes looking even more annoyed “because she’s a hormonal lunatic and said that since the baby came from my balls it would be cute to name him Roscoe.”

I laughed while Jasper grinned then wondered, “Is she really bad?”

“Oh man Jaz, I’m tellin’ ya. I love Rosie, god only knows how much. But that woman is driving me crazy. One minute she’s laughing, then she’s crying she’s hot, she’s cold, she has to take an afternoon nap and then at two o’clock in the morning she’s waking me up to see if I want to play rummy. She goes from one extreme to the other.” My brother took another drink sighing deeply, “Now her big thing is sex, all she wants is sex, it’s like she can’t get enough.”

That’s a problem?

“I swear she’s going to wear me out!”

Jaz took a drink shaking his head with a knowing grin, “enjoy it while you can, because the sex will end real soon.”

“I feel the sucker moving around in there. It’s alive!” we both laughed at him but didn’t say anything as he went on complaining. “I’m serious, it moves all over the place…moving across Rosie’s stomach…it looks like a fucking Alien.”

“I take it you’re not enjoying the wondrous delights of pregnancy?”

At Jasper’s words Emmett’s face softened, “No it’s not that, I mean it’s pretty cool and I can’t wait for the little guy to get here, but someone needs to tell us men about all the shit we have to go through. It’s not easy dealing with this stuff especially when no one told you about it. The moodiness is one thing but the vomiting? We go out for a nice dinner at the tune of a hundred bill and she goes home to puke it up. And all the physical changes…”

I thought Emmett was talking about the round belly, bigger breast things like that so I was surprised when he leaned forward and spoke matter-of-factly.

“My wife if growing hair in places woman are not supposed to have hair. Her skin is getting these brown patches and there is something constantly dripping from her and don’t even get me started on all the shit she needs.”

“What does she need?” both of my brothers looked at me like I had just asked why the sky was blue.

“Clothing, pads, lotions and these bras with openings in them, that sounded pretty cool when Rose told me about them but let me tell you, they are not sexy…at all” Emmett shook his head taking another drink, “and what the fuck kind of asshole invented pregnancy underwear? I mean come on those things are like…”

“Granny panties?” I asked picturing something very unflattering

“Beyond that dude, I’m telling you these things are so big and reinforced that I could survive jumping out of a plane at twenty-thousand feet using them as a parachute,” we laughed at his expense because it was just fucking funny.

“It will be worth it,” my attempts at making him feel better fell a little short as he asked Jasper, “How long does all this shit last?’

“Depends on if she breastfeeds, hormone levels need to stay high for milk production.”

Emmett slumped back in defeat wondering, “So another year?”

Jasper and I looked at each other with a grin, “Don’t worry Emmett every other man has made it through, you will too.”

“I hope your right Jaz.”

Just then the bedroom door opened and a sleepy Bella came padding out walking towards the kitchen area. She had her hair up in a ponytail and was wearing a pink pajama set that consisted of shorts and a tank top. Taking the empty bottles, I followed behind her as she got a bottle of water out of the refrigerator. I could tell she had been sleeping from the groggy look in her eyes and the yawn that she suppressed with her hand.

“Did we wake you?” I asked setting the bottles in the sink. We had been laughing and I didn’t want to disturb her.

“No,” she yawned again bringing the back of her hand to her mouth.“I was reading and must have dozed off, when I woke up you weren’t there and my throat was really dry,” another yawn stopped her from talking, “hmmm…I’m sorry…I’m going back to bed.”

Nodding in agreement I yawn–because those things are addicting. Leaning down I kissed her forehead “I’ll be in soon nâhtötse”

‘m..kay”

Following Bella back into the living room I went to sit back down while Jasper stopped her before she went into the bedroom, “Alice will have a fit if she sees you in Victoria Secretes.”

Bella looked at him, “Alice makes stretch cotton?”

“No…” he laughed.

Bella shrugged, “Well you let me know when she does...” she yawned again before saying “good-night.”

They both said good-night to her and when she shut the door Emmett eyed me and after he yawned gave me a warning “You wait and see, that sweet little woman is going to get pregnant and she’ll turn into a raging hormonal crazy person.”

The twinge of sadness overcame me as I realized that may be something that never happens. They must have seen the shift in my mood as they looked at me with narrowed eyes. That however was our own private business and not something I was prepared to share, at least not at that moment.

Emmett looking to change the subject asked me again about Forks. I told him about James coming up to me outside of the diner and what had happened at the bar. Explaining that I thought James was an arrogant fuck who seemed to enjoy causing as much misery as he could. Both of them were shocked at Bella’s response to him, however after a moment of thought Emmett leaned forward putting the empty bottle on the table.

“Bella is a whole lot stronger than you thought, she would have to be or else she would have ended up in the loony bin sucking down anti-depressants to make it through the day.”

Thinking about his words it was a simple statement yet so very true. I knew that her submission to me gave her strength but I also knew that it was there all along, her quiet strength that helped her cope.

We talked a little bit more about what occurred over the weekend along with our trip to Victoria. Emmett filled me in on some of what occurred at the club while we were gone. There were a few things that I would have to inform Bella about but it was all for the better and hopefully it would make us going there more enjoyable.

By the time we finished talking the game had ended and they both left shortly after, leaving me to clean up the small mess. Putting the extra lock on the door, I turned out the lights and went into the bathroom to get ready for bed.

Bella had left the small light by my side of the bed on while she slept peacefully under the blankets. Taking off my shirt I turned off the light as I slid under the blankets curling myself around a naked Bella. She wiggled before turning in my arms and tucking herself against my chest. Kissing the top of her head I whispered a good-night, smiling as she tilted her head slightly to kiss under my chin.

“You’re naked nâhtötse, were you waiting for me?” my hand moved down the length of her spine making her snuggle in closer to me.

“Yeah, but I fell asleep,” she sounded exhausted and I felt bad that she had tried to wait up. “I’m sorry baby, I should have kicked them out…”

Shaking her head she protested, “No…you need to spend time with them.”

As the words ended she yawned against my chest. “You’re tired baby, let’s go to sleep”

“I’d wake up and show you how much I love you.”

Her words made me smile, “I’ll tell you what, I’m tired too, how about we both go to sleep and in the morning I’ll show you how much I love you?”

Her head settle into the spot where it just seemed to fit so perfectly as she hummed, “mmmm…deal.”