BPOV
“Make sure that when you come before me you are properly prepared… and I will see you in an hour”
I felt like I was a fly caught in the web of his eyes, unable or unwilling to move. Edward’s eyes were dark and dangerous; they were the eyes of my Master and I wanted nothing more than to stay in his presence. The look he was giving me made the muscles in my stomach tighten as surges of energy jolted through my core.
Blinking a few times to dislodge the magnetic force that held me in his grip I was finally able to move. I didn’t say anything instead nodding in agreement at his raised eyebrows before turning to leave. Seth followed behind me and I swear I heard Edward chuckle.
In the sanctity of my room the longing in my body didn’t dissipate and I found myself so completely aroused that I contemplated masturbating to relieve the tension. I had even thought about calling to ask for permission but I knew the request would be denied so instead I busied myself until it was time to get ready.
I gave Leah a call to see how her week went, sighing as her phone went to voice mail. “Hi, it’s me I just wanted to see how everything was going. I haven’t gotten to talk to you much this week, are you coming tomorrow to the walk, and Jake volunteered to help set up is he still planning to? I’ll be busy all night so leave me a message and I call you later. Luv you.”
After taking a shower I pulled my hair down brushing through the wet ends. Jane is always telling me to pay attention to the details so I dried them quickly before pulling the sides back into a barrette. Putting the bands on took longer than it had before, I had chosen a smaller size and needed to elongate my nipples more to get them on.
Last night I wore the regular ones. I don’t know if I had become use to them or if I was just able to disregard the effect they had, either way I barely felt them. Maybe I was a bit of a sadist but I thought if I was going to wear them I might as well benefit from the result.
Who would have thought that the minute difference in the circumference could make that much of a difference? Where I was able to ignore the sensations of the larger ones, these felt like the first time Edward had put them on me. My nipples were tingly warm and kind of itchy, I thought about replacing them for a more comfortable size but I opted not to. I figured Edward would rather have me in a state of need and if I was being honest with myself so would I.
The silk from the robe sliding across the hard nubs tickled to the point where I ended up pinching them hard only to be reminded that made them worse. I thought about using cold water but that would have created wet spots on the robe so I sucked it up, grabbed my journal and went downstairs.
Seth ran into the kitchen ahead of me and unlike most nights the kitchen table was not set. I put my journal on the counter and then went out back to find Edward. He had his back to me while working on the grill, and I realized the fish smelled heavenly while I waited for him to acknowledege my presence.
Edward shut the lid twisting the knob before turning to face me. “Good evening Isabella, you look lovely tonight.”
“Good evening Master.”
He stood there quietly for a minute making wonder if I was forgetting something and I did a mental check of my posture and demeanor while I waited.
“It’s a nice evening, I thought we would eat outside,” that explained the absence of the table being ready. “However, it would appear that you are slightly too concealed for my liking.” Edward took ahold of the sash that was keeping the robe closed, tugging until it opened.
“Turn around.”
When I complied he pulled the ends of the sash tightly to secure them in a bow at my back. Causing the front to pull open so that the lapels caught on the tips of my nipples and the whole center of my torso was uncovered. I should have felt self conscious being so exposed outside, but the back yard was secluded and the only one who would see me was Edward.
With his hands on my shoulders he turned me back to face him while he adjusted the bunched up silk at my waist to lay flat on my flesh revealing more of my skin. Edward’s hands ran up the length of the lapels along my stomach to my breasts while he moved the material to allow my nipples to peek out. As his hands ran over my breasts I had to bite my lip to remain quiet from the ache as his thumbs circled around the encased nubs.
“Yes, that is much better. But tell me Isabella, why the smaller bands?”
How did he know?
I looked into his all seeing eyes “I...” Edward raised his eyebrows and I corrected myself before he could say anything. “Your girl found that she was easily able to distract herself from the larger ones.”
His eyes narrowed as he contemplated what I was saying. “So you wanted to challenge yourself.”
It didn’t sound like a question but I answered anyway, “No Sir…well, yes.” I sighed because I wasn’t sure ‘challenged’ was the correct word. “This girl just thought she should be able to feel them.”
“Hmmm…well I shall have to see what I can do to make it worth the effort.” I wasn’t sure what that meant but I figured I would find out soon enough.
“I would like ice water and get yourself a drink as well, dinner is ready.”
I knew he was telling me to go get the drinks so I answered with a “Yes Sir” before going back in the house.
When I came back out he was just placing the potato packs on the table; I placed the journal in front of his place setting and then presented his glass to him as instructed. It wasn’t cold out but I was more than half naked and holding the ice water left me slightly chilled causing me to shiver.
Edward sat down taking the glass from my outstretched hand. “I believe in your state of undress it would be better for you to be close to me, so sit,” he said patting his lap.
Not sure that I understood what he was saying I hesitated for a second before taking my place sitting sideways across his lap. Edward’s hand wrapped around my waist while the other one moved my plate next to his. I wondered how I was going to eat in the position I was in, but Edward answered my unspoken question by bringing a fork full of food to my mouth.
His eyes never left mine as the utensil moved slowly across my lips, it was sensually seductive and who the hell would have guessed that eating a simple meal could make me want to fuck him so badly. I found myself letting off little moans of pleasure; and to make matters worse the hand that was on my waist worked its way up to my breast.
Between the steady movements of his thumb manipulating my nipple along with the hand feeding, my girly parts were on fire. At one point Edward picked up the glass of ice water bringing it to my lips before touching the cold drippy side to my tender nubs. The contrast of the aching throb along with the cooling balm of the glass felt so good I let out a long deep audible sigh; shivering again as the drop of cold water ran down my stomach.
“I believe you have a word to tell me Isabella.” It was the first words that were actually spoken throughout the sexually explosive meal and my brain was in such a tizzy that I didn’t know what he was talking about.
“You are to tell me a safeword so that you can retreat to your room,” Edward clarified for me.
OH yeah…I had forgotten about that. I couldn’t really think and Edward was bringing the glass to his lips making them lusciously wet and so very kissable. I had to take a deep breath as a small shudder ran through me. But he was waiting expectantly.
Yeah a word … so I could retreat.
I said the first word that came to my head, “Switzerland.”
Edward smiled ever so slightly, “so be it.”
He placed one more fork full of food to my lips and then picked up my journal handing it to me. “My hands are full so you are going to have to read it to me. Start with analyzing your daily log. Speak freely, think of this table as yours.”
I understood and opened the book to the first page while Edward’s hand moved from my breast down my stomach lightly skimming the area between my navel and pubic bone. It was an exercise in restraint and my voice cracked as I spoke.
“Umm…my eating was good since Friday, I only missed…” I had to swallow hard to keep myself still and my breath started shuddering, “…mmm…since Friday I only missed four…four servings.”
“That’s very good Isabella, I’m very proud of you.” Edward placed a kiss on my cheek and then added, “I know about your exercise, how was your sleep?”
I took a deep breath. That was kind of messed up this week, but actually, as I evaluated all of my sleep it wasn’t that bad. “Look,” I showed him, “It was actually good, all except for a few nights.” I was actually proud of myself. I didn’t ever remember sleeping like that and I wondered why. Was it that I was feeling content and safe, or was it all the sex wearing me out. I could my face heat up at the thought.
“What are you thinking my pet?” I looked up from my writing into his eyes telling him the thought that had just run through my mind.
“Perhaps it’s a little bit of both,” Edward smiled as his hand moved from my stomach to my inner thighs always coming to within an inch of where I wanted him to go.
“Now pick out a passage you wrote this week and read it to me.” In all honesty I hadn’t written very much, I had two entries to choose from. Early Monday morning and the nightmare that had awoken me or my talk with Jane, I chose the latter.
“Should I read the whole thing?”
“Read what you think is pertinent.”
I scanned my writing looking for a passage that I thought would be the best the best to share.
“I found that I could be a selfish person, thinking about my own needs and desires while completely disregarding Edward’s. I was so wrapped up in the feelings of what I perceived as rejection that I didn’t notice his needs. Jane brought it to my attention, that although Edward is my Master he is also the person who loves me and there will be times when he needs me ‘Bella’ more than I need him ‘Master.’
She told me that even after years of living their life there are times when she needs to be Aro’s wife and friend. Those are days when the building process is reorganized, even though their building is twenty stories tall. The system remains the same as ours that is only working on the first floor.
Jane said she would never fault me for wanting to be close to my Master, but that closeness comes in many forms. And the strength and understanding we gain from those times of re-connecting will help us to build a stronger structure, which in time will hopefully withstand whatever comes our way.
After all, we are only two people and our D/s lifestyle is only a part of who we are to each other. Although it still scares me at times, being able to depend on each other is the building block that will propel us to a deeper, richer level of commitment. My submission plays an intricate role in that commitment but it is not the only thing Edward needs from me, and I need to remember that.”
“Read me that last paragraph again.” As I did what he asked Edward picked up his red pen that was on the table. I guess he thought he would have to put marks in my daily log of activities, I was actually proud that he didn’t have to.
“Underline the part that says, ‘being able to depend on each other,’”once I did I looked into his eyes. “That is a very potent line Isabella, and one I would do well to remember also…don’t you think?”
“Yes, Master.”
The corners of Edward’s lips turned up slightly, but his eyes kept their intensity, “I believe that Jane is doing you some good.”
“Yes Master,” my eyes dropped in respect. “Thank you for allowing me to talk with her.”
Edward’s hand touched my chin so I would meet his gaze. “Your welcome…now if your done eating, you have thirty minutes to get the table cleaned and be prepared. When you go into the playroom you will find several toys on the table, pick one to present to me.”
“Yes Sir.”
I moved to stand, and by the time I had the dishes stacked Edward had brought Seth back into the house. He wasn’t in the kitchen when I went in and I didn’t have time to dwell on where he could be. I quickly stacked the dishwasher, wiped off the table and then headed downstairs.
Walking into the dimly lit room I was overcome with a sense of excited-ease. The two emotions didn’t seem to belong together and yet that was how I felt. The excitement was easy to understand, the whole room screamed of unbridled sex; it was the ease that unnerved me.
Was it that I was accustomed to the surroundings? I hadn’t been in the room for a week so I didn’t think that was the explanation. No. As I thought about it, while getting undressed I came to the conclusion that I fully trusted Edward. I knew that he would begin to push me deeper into my submission but I was at peace with that, in fact I was looking forward to it.
I quickly used the bathroom, brushing my teeth to remove all traces of fish breath and then did my hair refastening my barrette. On the table Edward had three different dildos lying on a white towel. Other than a small difference in size and color they all looked the same. I chose the purple one in the middle and then went to my mat.
Remembering what Edward said about presenting him with something while waiting, I placed the dildo on the mat above my knees as he instructed before getting myself into position. Closing my eyes I centered myself, relaxing to the soft sounds of the music while taking a mental inventory of my position. Opening my thighs a little wider and settling my bottom further onto the mat. The familiar aroma of jasmine and lavender filled my senses while I patiently waited.
I heard the door creak open and my eyes followed, finding my spot on the floor I waited for Edward to acknowledge me. I could hear him walking around the room, but I had yet to see him. To the right of me there was something that sounded like a table being pulled across the floor. I had to force myself to keep from looking to see what he was doing. Then there was complete silence, nothing, not even a heavy breath. Knowing that Edward was analyzing every little thing about me was intimidating, making me use every fiber of my being to remain unmoved.
Edward was so stealth that I flinched when I seen movement out of the corner of my eye.
“Jumpy tonight Isabella?”
“No Sir.”
“Hmmm…,” that was the only comment he made before going back to silence.
I tried to take some deep calming breaths but it was hard to remain steadfast with Edward standing off to my left side. I could see his legs through my peripheral and I had to force my eyes to remain on their fixed spot. His hand touching my head caused me to flinch once again and I mentally cursed myself as he moved to stand in front of me.
“Are you sure you don’t want to change your answer about being jumpy?”
“No Sir.” I wouldn’t say I was jumpy.
“No you are not sure, or no you are not jumpy?”
“No Sir I’m…”
“Who?”
Damn…I think he does that on purpose
I started again, “No Master, your girl is not jumpy.”
“Hmmm…,” again with the hmmm and then absolutely nothing.
I tried to focus my mind on the something else, the music. That seemed to work for a few minutes but I was becoming more edgy by the second. I wished he would do or say something anything other than hmmm...
I should be careful what I wish for because without warning the tip of the crop struck my right nipple making me jump and gasp.
“Isabella, I don’t think you are being totally truthful with me. I believe that you are very jumpy.” As he said ‘jumpy’ the crop slapped across my left nipple, causing me to suck in a deep gasp of air.
“So which is it? Am I mistaken …,” the crop hit the right side and then the left as he finished his question, “…or are you being untruthful?” Once again the crop moved quickly in an ‘x’ shape across my nipples causing me to whimper.
“Nooo”
Another quick ‘x’
“No what?”
“No Master I am…”
“Who?”
Two more quick slaps.
Damn!
“No Master…your girl is not lying.”
“Then I am mistaken,” again the crop came down, “is that what you are telling me?”
I waited for the slap of leather but it didn’t come right away.
“Answer me!” Edward snapped at me and then my nipples.
“Yesss…Sir…You are mistaken.” I blurted out through pants.
“Hmmm…,”
Fuck…I was beginning to hate that sound
Again there was complete silence as my eyes focused on the floor. I counted in my head until I reached two hundred and ninty-seven and then flinched in surprise as the crop tapped back and forth between my thighs.
“I don’t believe I am mistaken at all Isabella,” the crop slapped with a small sting on my flesh. “Spread your thighs wider.”
Once I did as he asked Edward ordered, “Look at me.”
My chin raised so I could look up into his face.
“Keep your hands behind your back and place them flat on the floor.” As I complied he went on with his instructions, “lift your bottom up.”
Edward walked to my side tapping my butt with the crop, “higher.” His eyes raked over my form and he must have been satisfied because he moved to stand back in front of me.
“When I tell you to offer yourself, this is how I want you. No variations. Do you understand?”
“Yes Master.” It wasn’t an uncomfortable position but I could see how my yoga would come in handy.
“Good. Now back to the matter at hand. Since you say I was mistaken let’s see what you would consider jumpy.”
The crop came down three times in succession over my now throbbing nipples and a few more times on the round fullness of my breasts, before striking full center on my clit. The surprise caused the gasp to leave my mouth more than anything else. It wasn’t pain, it was a dull stinging warmth that left me wanting more.
The leather came down on the soft flesh of my core several times before coming in contact with my clit and I whimpered out a sigh, “ahhhhh…”
I raised my hips higher in hopes that he would do it again, and he did, several times. With each strike, moans of pleasure left my throat as my hips reached higher begging for another one.
“Ahhhh…Isabella. Would you agree that you are jumpy now?”
Strike. “Yesss...”
“Yes what?” Edward’s voice was firm as another warm sting spread over my center.
“Oh…Yes... Sir.” I panted through heavy breaths.
Edward moved to stand in front of me, “Relax Isabella.”
I wasn’t exactly sure if I was doing the right thing but my butt rested back on the floor and my hands were once again clasped behind my back. Without any warning Edward once again rained the crop over my breasts until they were throbbing and I was moaning breathlessly but remained still.
“Now I would say you are no longer jumpy. Wouldn’t you agree?”
I took a deep breath before answering, “Yes Master.”
“I’m assuming that is the toy you picked? If it is, offer it to me.”
My brain was a little fuzzy but I picked it up holding the purple toy out in front of me. Edward didn’t take it from my hands. Instead he stood still waiting for something and then I remembered he wanted me to ask him to use it.
“Master, your girl has picked this toy and asks that you use it on her.”
“To?” Edward asked.
Two?
He said pick one, then it dawned on me what he meant, “To do as you please.”
Edward sighed heavily taking the dildo from my hands replacing it with the crop. “Come with me.” His hand came out gripping my elbow to help support me as I stood. Leading me over to the St. Andrews Cross he had me turn so my back was against the padded black leather.
“Open your mouth.”
As I complied his eyes narrowed and I opened wider before being told.
“Much better.”
My eyes raised in shock as the dildo was deposited lengthwise into my mouth.
“You told me to do as I please with it…I suggest you don’t let it fall.” I felt kind of silly as my lips tightened around the silicone while Edward squatted down to attach my ankles to the restraints at the bottom of the cross.
“Keep your back flat against the support and slowly bend your knees.”
As I slid my back down the leather Edward was watching the movement in my hips with a great fascination and I wondered what the heck he was going to do.
“Stop.” He pulled something out from behind me to place in between my legs. “I’ll take this back, I’ve found another use for it,” he said taking the dildo from between my lips, and doing something with it between my open legs. Edward took a step back looking at whatever he was doing then he took the crop once again from my hands. I thought he was going to strike me with it but instead he ran the length several times through my folds. My hips automatically thrust forward in an attempt to make him touch my clit.
“Hmmm….back to being jumpy…,” the crop slapped the inside of my thigh with a stern, “hold still!”
Before I could answer he put the crop up to lips telling me to hold it. The taste of my juices filled my mouth and I sucked off as much of the flavor as I could while Edward worked on restraining my wrists to the top of the cross. Once I was fully restrained I realized that the cross leaned back slightly and with my arms secure I couldn’t bend my legs any further.
“Stand up straight.”
My knees locked and Edward walked around to look at me from the side; his hand moved in the space at the small of my back. He got a strange look on his face and then he pulled something and the cross tilted forward slightly so my back lay firmly against the leather.
“Bend your knees again.”
At his order my back slid along the leather without any gap at all. Edward didn’t say anything he just nodded and gave me the hand signal to rise back up. With my knees locked once more he pulled the black sash from out of the pocket of his shirt.
It was the first time I realized that he was still completely dressed, I thought that to be unusual. Normally in the playroom he only has on his worn loose fitting jeans, with no shirt and the button open. But he was fully dressed down to his socks. I didn’t get to look too much because just as the thought occurred to me Edward wrapped the sash around my eyes sheathing me in darkness.
“Finish cleaning this off.” The crop moved slowly across my lips and my tongue ran over the leather covered wand sucking off as much of my flavor as possible before Edward removed it.
“Now give me a taste.”
I didn’t get to think before his mouth was on mine and his tongue swept across my lips while his fingers ran through my folds making me moan against his mouth. I tried to thrust my hips but Edward’s leg kept me pinned and unable to move.
“Give me more,” he demanded as his fingers invaded my mouth giving me more of the tangy nectar from my sex, in a second his fingers were gone only to be replaced by his hungry mouth. His tongue probed mine before he sucked the flavor off it.
My body was on fire and within a few seconds his slick wet fingers were filling me, sliding in and out of my core. He curled them to rub against that spot while his mouth moved down my neck to my breast where he proceeded to suck in as much of me as he could.
Gasping breathy moans were escaping my throat, “oh …uh..uh…ah…ung…”
“Don’t you cum!” Edward’s voice was demanding as his words washed over my flesh before his teeth teased my nipple pulling it taut.
What? Was he kidding? Don’t cum? … Alabama, Alaska, Arizona….
Edward’s mouth had moved to the other nipple pulling it with his teeth.
Oh fuck!
…Arkansas…
My legs started shaking and I don’t know if he was done with what he wanted to accomplish or if he took pity on me, but Edward stopped what he was doing and I let out a sigh of relief while I tried to catch my breath.
His hands were between my legs and I heard some kind of click and the felt something penetrating me, but not all the way, it only went about an inch inside of me.
“Now Isabella, let’s see how much you like to jump.”
The crop ran in a line from my knee to my upper thigh over my hip and stomach to the area between my breasts before striking flatly on the fullness underneath. The sound that it made was a distinctive blunt soft slap on my skin. The sound was as enticing as the warm sting that I felt through my flesh.
Another strike on the other side, down to my hips and then my thighs, warming my skin as it went along; after another pass my nipples became the target. Repeated quick succession over each one and then a full slap making me cry out in pleasurable pain.
Edward moved down the line of my stomach striking the insides of my thighs and over the soft skin of my sex but stayed away from my clit. I wanted to feel it, my body ached to feel the sting on the sensitive nub, but he left me wanting. My knees bent in an attempt to get the leather where I wanted it most and the dildo that was inside me slide deeper making me cry out in pleasure.
“Ohhh….”
In that instant I realized what I was to do, and I used my legs to maneuver myself over the invading dildo. As I would fill myself Edward continued to use the crop, only he wasn’t bypassing any areas. The strikes from the leather came in quick sequences over my clit and I found myself lost in a sea of sensations. The pleasure from the toy inside of me along with the warmth of the sting was getting to be enticingly hypnotic.
My knees bent as my internal muscles squeezed around the dildo inside me and I became aware of the constant whimpering moans leaving my mouth. My head sagged back and all I could feel was the euphoric warmth of pleasure. It wasn’t an orgasm it was something different, something better because it didn’t peak and it didn’t end. It was like a dream state and I wanted to stay there in that place of constant delight.
It was like my mind was scrambled, I could still feel the warmth of the blows but they felt different and there was no sting involved. It was just pressure against my flesh and every strike seemed to take me deeper into the ecstasy. I don’t know how long I was in that state of perpetual bliss, but I began to realize that the strikes from the leather were slowing down and I could concentrate again.
My slow deep breaths were followed by soft whimpering sighs. As the strikes to my body continued to slow the warmth that seemed to surround me was dissipating and the sting was returning. The sound was different and I realized that Edward was no longer using the crop. But I couldn’t concentrate on that because I was shivering and whimpering until finally I felt the last strike land softly against my thigh.
I heard something fall to the floor with a thud and then Edward’s body was pressed up against me.
“Shhhh…It’s ok Isabella. I’m here. I have you”
I couldn’t seem to open my eyes or move my arms, all I could do was try to breathe and listen to Edward’s voice. “Shhh…It’s alright love. I won’t leave you alone. Shhh…”
I could feel tugging on my arm and then they collapsed against my sides, “I’m going to pick you up. Rest your head on me. Just relax.”
“C-c-c…cold,” my body shivered out the word.
“I know. We’re going to take a hot bath.” I felt his hand in my hair then I was able to open my eyes. Edward sat me down on the toilet wrapping one of his heavy terrycloth robes around me.
“Can you sit here while I start the water?” his voice was full of concern.
“Yes…Sir,” I said gripping the robe and pulling it tight against my body in an attempt to warm myself.
I sat there shivering watching Edward undress while I continued to whimper and breathe irregularly.
“Come here.” In spite of my protesting whine Edward lifted me removing the robe. The water was hot making me sigh in delight as he lowered me into the tub. But it got even better when his body slid in behind me and his arms wrapped around me pulling me to his chest.
My forehead laid in the crook of Edward’s neck while he spoke softly to me. “I know baby, just try and relax…Shhh…let the water warm you…Rest on me...”
I moved my head causing my hair to rub against my face, it was wet. I didn’t remember getting my hair wet. “Why is my hair wet?”
“It’s from sweating.”
ewww….gross
I must have said that out loud because Edward chuckled. “Your body was working hard,” taking my hand to place it on top of his head. “Feel.” His hair was wet too.
“You worked hard too?” I asked nuzzling my head back into his shoulder.
“Yes I did…Are you warmer?” I nodded but Edward retorted, “Answer please.”
“Yes Sir…much warmer.”
“Good…now relax and let your body calm down.”
We sat in the water until it started to cool off, then Edward insisted on drying me off and carrying me up the stairs. I was surprised when he bypassed his door to head down the hall to my room. Setting me on the bed he called Seth and then told me that he would be right back.
Taking off the robe I curled under the covers to get warm again. I had a strange desire to be close to Edward. Not like I normally want to be, but almost feeling like a part of me was missing without him being next to me. I needed his reassurance that he loved me so much that when he came through the door with Seth and a bottle of water I practically sprinted into his arms.
“Shhh…It’s ok Bella, I shouldn’t have been gone that long. Seth took his good old time out there.” I grinned then buried my head into his neck to fight off the tears.
“Come on, let’s get you back into a warm bed.”
Edward laid me down pulling the blanket and comforter up over my shoulders before sitting on the edge of the bed looking down into my eyes. The back of his fingers ran along the length of my jaw. “You are so beautiful.” His soft words and gentle touch brought tears to my eyes which he wiped away with the pads of his fingers.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know why I’m so emotional.” Edward smiled at my statement.
“Don’t apologize, it’s just your body coming down, it will be better in the morning.”
At his words a deep fear over took me. “Are you going to leave me here alone?”
He shook his head, “No. I won’t leave you tonight, I’ll be right here.”
He got up to turn off the light before joining me in the bed. My body snuggled up close to him before he had a chance to even get under the covers fully. My lips traveled the length of his neck until they reached his mouth. The kiss was soft and warm, making my body melt against his.
“Edward…make love to me…please?” I pleaded looking into his eyes through the darkness of the room. “Please?” I asked again before his lips were back on mine.
“Soft and tender?” He asked like he already knew the answer while he gently touched my face.
“Yes”
I felt Edward’s hand under my knee as he hoisted it over his thigh. A second later he was sliding into me while his hand skimmed over the length of my side. My eyes closed as I delighted in the feel of how full I was. His slow steady movements were exactly what I needed and I sighed into his neck.
“I love you my Bella…only you…no one else has my heart,” the words were whispered against my ear and his movements never wavered. Edward felt so good inside me that each thrust brought me closer and I murmured out soft sighs of delight.
“Ooohhhh…I love...you…Edward…oh...ohhhh…” I could feel the pressure starting to build and had he picked up his pace I would have cum. But Edward didn’t do that and I didn’t want him to either. I wanted to savor each and every moment, feel every stroke and hear every hushed whisper.
Edward’s hand gripped my bottom pulling my center closer to him causing the friction to hit at just the right spot, and it didn’t take long for me to shudder out a moan in sweet release. Edward’s hand squeezed tighter. “Ohhh...Bella…” he groaned in my ear before a sigh left his mouth as he came inside me.
His lips peppered small kisses on my cheek and temple bringing tears to my eyes. “It’s ok baby…I’ll take care of you…sleep, I’ll be right here.”
My tear filled eyes were heavy as Edward spoke words of comfort in my ear while pulling me closer to him. I didn’t know why I was so emotionally clingy, and I had no idea how Edward knew exactly what I needed, but I was glad he did. I snuggled in closer to his chest and the last thing I remember him saying was, “Sleep my Bella…dream happy dreams ...and know that I love you.”
My original Fan-fiction
Mine
A riding crop and a blindfold doesn't make it BDSM. There is a big difference between being kinky and being in the scene. It's not a sexual thing to me, it's a very spiritual thing. ~ DominaBlue
3/24/11
Chapter 42
EPOV
Bella’s fingers ran over the planes of my chest combing her nails through the hair. I wasn’t completely awake but the rippling waves of tingles her touch created caused me to become more alert. In an attempt to stay in a semi-sleep state my arms tightened around her as I rolled to my side. That position only served to bring her body in full contact with mine.
I knew that sleep was going to be out of the question when Bella hoisted her leg over my hip and began to place small kisses along the line of my neck. Bringing back filtering thoughts of the previous night making my dick harder than it already was.
Bella had gone upstairs to put away the stuff she had brought from her house while I put away the groceries, grimacing at the cans of SpaghettiO’s . I had checked the nutrition value on the label; they really are not as bad as I thought. Other than being high in salt content I suppose in a pinch they could pass for real food.
When she came back down Bella had changed into a soft yellow night shirt that fit snugly against her body with a small grey ruffle trim along the bottom. While she worked on chopping tomatos for the salad I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. Every time she brought the knife down her breasts would bounce, and I didn’t think it was that cold but her nipples sure did. They were hard as rocks pointing through the material of her shirt like beacons calling me to touch them.
To make matters worse in my groin area but better for my eyes The Best of You came on iHome and Bella started swaying her hips while she sang. I couldn’t leave my station by the stove because the sausage and peppers were almost done and needed to be constantly stirred, so I was forced to stand there watching her little one woman show.
A piece of tomato fell to the floor but instead of squatting down Bella bent from the waist, causing the back of her nighty to rise up over her thighs showing me the ruffled yellow thong she had on. The groan left my mouth without consent while my dick pressed painfully against my pants.
The giggle that came from Bella gave away her intentions, my girl was fucking teasing me – again.
A hand landed on her ass before it registered in my mind what I was doing, Bella gasped standing to give me a shy smile. “What did you do that for?”
I raised my eyebrows in disbelief. “If you stick that in front of me you know damn well what’s going to happen.”
“Oh yeah? “ Bella looked up at me through her lashes taking a few steps back out of my reach dropping the tomato she had just picked up, “Oops”
When she bent down the move was so exaggerated that the whole bottom of her nighty rose up over her cheeks which she shook at me while looking over her shoulder. I’m not sure if my feet propelled me forward or my dick either way as I stepped Bella stood up, taking a step away from me.
“Where are you going?” my hand was out in front of me bidding her to take it. “Come here my Bella.”
Her chin dropped ever so slightly pulling her lip between her teeth while looking innocently through her eye lashes, “ahhh…no, that’s ok, I’ll stay here.”
I stepped closer as she moved a step back. “Bella?....”
“Edward?” She mocked my tone adding a giggle.
“Alright, have it your way.” I could tell she wasn’t going to come any closer to me, so I figured I would bide my time opting to turn my attention back to the sausage in the pan.
Bella sundered around the kitchen always staying out of my reach unless I was unable to catch her due to having full hands. Like when I was draining the pasta, then she was brave running her hand down my back, patting my ass. I grinned at her giggle looking over my shoulder. “Keep it up…pay backs are a bitch.”
“I don’t know what you are referring to,” she said with a grin.
Once everything was done I put the tray with the sausage covered pasta on the table then went to the refrigerator to get the wine. Bella ducked under my arm sliding her back along my chest as she reached in to get the chunk of parmesan.
“Alright that’s it!” Taking ahold of her waist I spun us around listening to her giggle while I set her on the counter. Stepping between her legs my arms wrapped around her back while I asked, “what exactly are you trying to do?”
Bella got that soft innocent look in her eyes. “Ummm…I had to get the cheese,” she offered holding the wrapped hunk up for me to observe.
“I see that,” I told her while pulling her center closer to me. “And tell me what else you are attempting to accomplish.”
Her fingers ran through the hair on the back of my neck sending tingles through me. “Well, a kiss would be nice.” Her voice was soft and hushed as her words washed over my skin, I sighed from the building tension.
“All that pussy-footing around for a kiss?” Bella’s lip was back between her teeth as she nodded in agreement, “Mm hmm.”
Our lips met in a soft kiss which became progressively harder; as our breathing was getting heavier I had to force myself away from her. She has a way about her that completely unravels me; time, space, and reality all seem to come to a halt when I’m with her. With our foreheads pressed together I sighed, “Ah my Bella, the things you do to me.”
“What do I do to you?”
“Well you do this.” I thrust my crotch against hers so she knew what I was talking about and the little tease wiggled against me wrapping her feet behind me to pull us closer together. The growl left my throat making her giggle.
My hand moved along the length of her arm until it reached her wrist, then taking it off my neck I brought it to lay on my chest over my heart, “And you do this,” her eyes scrunched together, “you make my heart beat Bella.”
“And you do this,” I brought her hand up to my face and smiled placing a kiss on her palm. “Even though you’ve been teasing me,” her eyes rose in mock surprise, “you make me so very happy.”
Bella smiled at my words, “I wasn’t teasing you.”
I gasped letting go of her hand and took a large step back, the confusion on her face was comical and I smirked holding my hands up in defeat. “I’m just stepping out of the way before the lighting strikes.”
Bella’s head tilted and she giggled as the blush crept across her face. I held my hand out for her to help her off the counter. “Come on, the food is getting cold.”
After dinner was done we sat in living room with the fireplace on watching the second movie she had gotten the night before. The Hangover, it was funny and we laughed together while we lay on the couch. When it was over Bella stretched her body out against mine moving her muscles over me. I thought about that piece of cake that was still in the fridge. So while she put the movie away I went to get it along with two forks.
Coming back in the room, Bella had put the blanket on the floor and was laying there on her stomach with her feet in the air. The back of her nighty was up over her bottom allowing me to fully appreciate the ruffled thong she was wearing. It rounded her hips and the three layers of lacy ruffles lay snugly against the planes of her bottom.
I wasn’t sure what was going on in that mind of hers, but I joined Bella on the floor handing her a fork. The moans that escaped her lips were over the top and each one sent impulses to my dick. “This cake is sooooo gooood…mmmmm.”
Bella sat up to straddle my lap while her hands moved to remove my shirt. She sat there for a second staring at my chest and I remembered the writing she had done. Her lips touched mine ever so softly before moving down my neck then dipping to place a kiss on the words. When her eyes met mine again they were filled with emotion.
“I love you.” Her words were soft and I would have kissed her except she brought her finger up to my lips spreading some of the dark frosting on them which she then smiled at before licking off. Her mouth was warm and her tongue soft.
I removed her nighty laying her back on the floor and discovered why her nipples were so taut. “Oh, you naughty girl putting on the bands to tease me.”
Bella giggled, “I wanted to practice.”
Yeah she wanted to practice…practice driving me insane!
My fingers dipped into the small glob of icing that was left, circling it around the band which I then licked off. When I brought the cake home I had thought about us licking it off each other and by the time Bella had gotten a few swipes on my dick the icing was gone. She took one last swirl with her tongue around the head. Quickly plunging her mouth down my shaft only to slowly slide back up releasing my dick me with a pop.
There was a gleam in her eyes while she knelt between my legs her face just inches from mine. “All out of chocolate,” she explained holding her empty hands out, and then taking the plate she stood to move into the kitchen.
It took a second for my lust filled mind to comprehend her words with the actions. She was fucking teasing me…again, and this time she was winning. I was still sitting there waiting while Bella came in, leaned over at the waist and picked up her nighty. I think I must have been in some kind of daze because all I could do was watch.
“Are you coming up soon?”
What?
The words brought me out of my stupor and when I looked up at her face there was nothing but smugness. I didn’t even think about what I was doing, I shot up to my feet so fast I was slightly dizzy, Bella squealed and ran for the steps. I caught her half way up twisting her around and slinging her over my shoulder.
“Am I coming up soon?” I swatted her bottom making her squeal and giggle more.
“Edward!” her protest fell on deaf ears.
“I don’t know my Bella, am I coming up?” I swatted her again pushing open the door to my room.
“Tease,” I told her throwing her on the middle of the bed grabbing her feet before she could get away I spun her around to swat her bottom.
“Oh! Edward! I’m sorry!” she laughed.
I swatted the other cheek. “You don’t sound very sorry, sounds to me like you found it funny.”
She was giggling while she squirmed over the silky comforter.
My hand came down on her ass again, “admit you thought it was funny.”
“Ohhh,” she moaned through a giggle while I swatted her again.
“Ok...ok,” she laughed while my hand once more made contact. “Oh! Edward…it was funny,” she laughed out the words. “You should have seen your face.”
My hand came down yet again, “Owe! That one smarted,” she complained but still giggled.
Satisfied that she admitted her intentions I laid down next to Bella chuckling. She was still giggling when she straddled my hips, making me grin as I looked into her face that was alight with amusement. Amusement at my expense, but it didn’t matter because a second later Bella was sliding those ruffled thongs off her legs and riding Little Eddie until we both found our release.
Now there she was again kissing the length of my neck. “Are you trying to tease me again?”
“No Sir...I mean nothing but business.” Bella’s lips moved to mine and shifted my weight so she was underneath me.
My own lips ran down the length of her neck while my hips maneuvered between her thighs parting them. I watched Bella’s eyes close in satisfaction as I entered her, and then waited until she met my gaze to start moving. “I love you, even though you tease me.”
Bella smiled warmly as her hand cupped my face, “I love you too…mmm…and it’s only teasing …if you don’t follow through.” My lips were on hers again and with slow steady movements we stared into each other’s eyes while we followed through.
We showered together and while she was in the bedroom drying her hair I shaved at the sink. I had just lathered my face when my phone rang. “Babe can you get that?” I called out to Bella and then listened to see who would be calling before eight in the morning.
“Good Morning Sir.”
Sir?
Aro
“Am I to assume that you have not called to talk to me, but to my Edward?” Bella snickered then laughed. “No Sir, I am much better” … “Really? I will make it a point to call her” … “hmmm, maybe Monday if that is alright with you?”
I wiped the excess lather of my face before going to retrieve my phone. Bella watched me walk while she spoke with a smile on her face. “Yes Sir...you have a good day, here’s Edward,” she handed me the phone.
“Good Morning.”
“Hello Edward, Isabella sounds more like herself than the last time we spoke.”
I tried to think when that would have been. The last time we saw him was Sunday night at the club and she was upset about the caning or rather the sound of it. This reminded me of the fact that Bella still has not given me a definite answer on that subject, I was going to have to press the issue.
“Yeah, it’s been an eventful week.” That was an understatement but I still smiled while watching Bella take a bra and panties from her dresser. I don’t know why but a watching her going through her own dresser in my room brought me a sense of peace, a feeling of completeness. Aro’s next words surprised me.
“So I gathered from the talk she had with Jane. I’m glad she feels better…” Bella dropped the towel from around her body and all other thoughts left my mind. I had to force myself to look away so I could concentrate on what Aro was saying.
“Anyway, to get to the reason why I’m calling. I had hoped you would have some time today to come by the club and perform an accurate inventory of the alcohol we have in stock. ”
“Ah…it would have to be in the morning…give me a second.”
Bella was slipping on her shoes when I asked her what time she had to leave. Once she told me, Seth followed her out the door while I told Aro that I would be there around nine-thirty but I had to leave by noon. He surprised me by saying that he would meet me there; I normally do the inventory by myself, but I thought perhaps there was something else he needed to get done. We said our goodbyes and hung up.
While I dressed I thought about what Aro had said. I wasn’t aware that Bella had called Jane, not that it mattered but I wanted to make sure she had recorded the conversation in her journal. Then I wondered again why Aro wanted to do a count. I knew that on Sunday there was a discrepancy but I thought he had chalked it up to simple human error.
Downstairs Bella was just sitting down with her coffee and bagel when I walked in the kitchen.
“Hey,” her smile never failed to make me happy, “are you going into the club?”
“Just for a little while to do some inventory, I’ll be home this afternoon for the security company,” I told her getting my own coffee and cereal; making me think about what Aro had said. “You didn’t tell me you talked to Jane this week,” the spoon filled with jam stopped halfway to her bagel.
“I didn’t think about it really. Did you want me to…I mean…” she looked down at the table and then to her purse on the corner. “…I thought you only wanted me to write it in the journal?”
“No…as long as you recorded it, then that’s fine.” I assured her before taking a drink of coffee.
“Do you want to see it now?”
“No…Bella you can have friends and someone to talk to, I don’t require you to write just to be nosey.”
She set down her cup looking at me with pursed lips. “I know that…” Bella’s eyes met mine she had a small sad smile that I didn’t understand on her face. “I called her Wednesday…afternoon,” she spoke as if admitting some terrible crime, but I didn’t say anything instead taking a drink while waiting for her to finish.
“I didn’t understand why you didn’t want to have our usual on Wednesday and I felt like it was a rejection of me…But Jane said that those things happen where a couple just needs time to relax and be themselves,” she shrugged. “That was the jist of the conversation.”
I knew that it was important for her to have a woman to talk to but I still wondered, “If you felt rejected, why didn’t you talk to me?”
Bella searched my face then narrowed her eyes, “Because you had your head up your ass.”
I laughed agreeing with her, “I did...” She still held a strange expression that looked almost pained. “What is it?”
“I was just wondering if we would be doing our usual tonight and how the rest of the weekend was going to work?”
I understood what she was asking, so I answered the first part of her concern. “Yes we will be going into the playroom tonight, unless you feel you’re not ready.”
“I’m ready,” Bella answered me immediately making me grin at the eagerness while I asked her.
“How do you want to handle the rest of the weekend?” I figured since according to the writing on my chest we were in this together and going to be around her friends she should make the decision.
“Couldn’t we modify?” That was the answer I was hoping for but she needed to be aware of the connotations that went along with that.
“Are you going to be comfortable with that decision around all your friends and the other people?”
Bella thought about it then told me with certainty that she would and that was the way she wanted to conduct our relationship. She got up to refill her coffee taking mine along and when she sat back down I could tell there was something else on her mind. I thought maybe she might have had a change of heart so I was surprised by her question.
“Edward what did your mom go to school for?” I hesitated before answering
“Umm…social work.”
“Really?” my eyes narrowed at Bella’s reaction, “what kind?”
I didn’t understand her question and she must have seen that because she clarified, “I mean… was her concentration on children, women, or families in general?”
“I believe it was with children and youth, but she never actually got out into the work force…”
Bella cut into my explanation, “Why not?”
That was an easy answer. “She married my dad right after school and Emmett was born within that first year so she stayed home with us,” picking up my cup I added, “it’s not like she had to work or anything.”
Bella got that curious look on her face that made me ask, “Why?”
“Well I was wondering why she wanted to work at the center and Carol said something about your mom having a background, so I just wondered…but if she never actually worked, I don’t know what kind of background she would have.”
“Mom has been involved with Catholic Charities for years.”
“Are you Catholic?” She said the word like it was dirty or something making me grin.
“We were raised Catholic, we went to Mass every Sunday. I was baptized and confirmed so I think that makes me Catholic.”
“Huh”
That was all I got, but then I was curious. “You never went to church?”
“Ummm…when I was still with my mom she had …well you have to understand my mother. She was flighty and would get involved with one activity after another. For a while it was church…I believe it was Southern Baptist or something like that. Hand clapping and yelling Hallelujah’s but that didn’t last long. When I moved with Charlie, we didn’t go to church. On the reservation they have their own brand of religion; it was more of respecting the things in nature then the deity itself.”
After Bella was done explaining she asked, “but you don’t practice …” I cut her off before she could finish.
“No, I’m a twice a year Catholic, Christmas and Easter. Alice takes the kids sometimes and both she and Emmett were married in the church. I suppose my mother is holding out for me to follow and then hoping that once I have children…” I stopped talking because I could see the pain in her face and I wondered what that was from.
“What’s the matter?” I asked her reaching to take a hold of her hand, needing to touch her because her eyes looked so sad.
“You are going to have to find someone else to make your mother’s dream come true.” The detactment in her voice was too much to bare and though she was only two feet away from me I couldn’t stand the distance any longer.
“Come here,” I pulled her into my lap tucking her head into the crook of my neck. “Bella I would rather have one day with you then sire twenty children.”
“You say that now…” the words were spoken against my skin, “eventually…”
“I can’t worry about eventually. Besides you don’t know for sure.” Bella’s head was shaking back and forth against my shoulder. I needed her to understand that having my own children was of little interest to me as long as I had her.
“Bella honestly, it doesn’t matter and if we ever feel the need we can adopt a dozen of them, hell we’ll buy them if we have to.” Her head popped up to gaze in my eyes.
“Do you have that much money? I hear they are awfully expensive.” I grinned tucking a lock of hair behind her ear.
“We will start saving now, put a little jar on the counter marked ‘baby fund’” Bella giggled and then tears formed in her eyes.
“You really love me.”
I smiled taking her hand to place it over my heart where our names were written, “Haven’t you figured that out?”
Bella smiled then kissed me gently, “I love you too.”
She snuggled back into my arms and we sat there quietly for a few minutes until I broke the silence, “you are going to be late,” I told her with a kiss to her head.
Bella tidied up the kitchen while I put on my shoes and let Seth out one more time. When the dog came back in he looked at the leash hanging by the door. “I know boy, maybe we will go for a quick run later.”
Picking up Bella’s tote I followed her out to the car wrapping my arms around her for one more hug and a kiss before she shut the door and drove away. I got to the club a little after nine-thirty, Aro was already there and surprisingly Jane was with him. Normally when he comes in early she will stay home to keep the schedule that he has set for her. Aro had papers all over his desk and was printing more when I came into his office.
“Edward, thank you for coming in,” Aro greeted while Jane added a hello.
“What’s all this?” I asked him glancing at the stacks of papers while he motioned for me to sit down and Jane brought over what was just printed. “Master there is one more to print.”
“Thank you Jane,” he said glancing at the papers and then turned his attention to me. “After we spoke on Sunday night I went back over the inventory since the beginning of the year. There seems to an escalating problem. It started out with a lost bottle or two each week and now there is ten to twelve bottles unaccounted for each week. I’ve calculated a loss of a hundred and sixteen bottles.” He handed me the sheets that contained his calculations. Some were bottles of wine others were expensive brandy and high end liquor, either way it a loss.
“That is not to account for other items that would be missing from the general inventory…”
I spoke before he finished, “who is signing for the bottles out of storage?” All alcohol is kept locked in the basement storage. There are only four people who have access to it, Aro, Emmett, Laurent or myself.
“To be accurate Edward, the problem is arising - at least I believe that it is, in the bar area. I would hate to think that Laurent has been pilfering, although I am not happy that any of my employees would do that.”
“So what’s your plan?” If he knows there is a problem he must have some idea how to fix it.
“Well at the moment we are going to keep a much tighter chain of command. Also, I want a count done before each shift and after. That bartender will be held responsible for any loss. That’s why I want you to take a complete inventory and then if you could come back in Monday to recount, that would be a big help.”
I agreed to that then Aro went on to say, “I believe that if culprit knows that we are aware of the loss the problem might resolve itself. However, I also believe that we should look into getting the inventory software that you have been talking about. So if you have time after going over everything, I would appreciate you sitting down with Jane to get that ordered.”
He was right; I have been telling him to get one. He thought I only suggested it to make it easier on myself and in a sense it would be easier. But I was thinking that these kinds of problems could be avoided with a tighter security. The computer system was already installed, it was just a matter of picking out the right program and then letting the company come and intall it and train the users.
“In the mean time Edward, I have changed the locks on the storage area, so here is your new one.” As he handed me the key, a thought came to my mind.
“What about deliveries?” He sat back in the chair laying his entwined hands across his chest and smiled. The way my uncle was looking at me I knew what he had in mind. “You want me to do it?”
“Yes, if you wouldn’t mind.” I thought about it, at the most I would only have to be here every other Thursday.
“I’ll do it for the summer.”
“Good,” a satisfied grin crossed his face. I knew what he was so happy about; it was one more thing that I would be responsible for.
Jane handed each of us a paper that contained the current inventory, as I stood to get started Aro joined me, making me look him in wonder. “I know that you are on a time constraints, so Jane and I are going to help you. What would you like me to do?”
Aro went to do the bar areas while Jane and I moved down into the stock room. As we were counting there didn’t seem to be anything out of the ordinary. We were halfway through when Jane picked up a bottle of Jagermister.
“Edward, why does this seal look funny?” It did look funny; the ends of the paper didn’t match up. When I looked closer you could tell that the cap had been opened, yet the bottle was full. Opening it up, the alcohol had been replaced with what looked like dark tea.
“Oh Shit Jane! We are going to have to start all over and inspect each bottle for signs of tampering.”
“Why would someone do that?” Jane was wondering aloud but I answered.
“It would keep the count correct but they could still have the contents. The question I have is, what they are doing with it all? I mean over a hundred bottles, that’s a lot of alcohol.”
As we went through each bottle we discovered nine more had been tampered with; and after finding the third one we realized that the bottles had been marked with a small ‘s’ in the top right corner of the labels. I wasn’t exactly sure what to do with them.
Clearly someone had gained access to the storage area, either by legitimate means such as with a key or they had figured out a way to break in. The most apparent suspect would be Laurent, but that seemed a little too obvious.
Aro had joined us to inform us that all was accounted for in the bar areas, to say that he was not happy about our findings would have been an understatement. He agreed with my assessment of Laurent but decided that, for now, it would be best to limit his access to the storage. He also decided that the defective bottles should be removed. That way, if someone was gaining access to the storage area they would know that their scheme has been discovered, and also he didn’t want to serve any of it by accident.
By the time we got back upstairs I had half an hour to show Jane the various programs that were available. Pointing out the two that I thought would work the best. Both of them scanned the UPC codes and needed a personal ID number to access. It would provide more security and limit the number of people who have access. I told her to print out the information and then contact the company directly. They would be able to answer any questions as well as giving a live demonstration of their product.
It was a few minutes after twelve and I needed to get home. As I told Aro good-bye Jane spoke up, “Master?”
Aro sighed looking at me then back to Jane keeping his eyes on her while he spoke. “Edward, if you would indulge your aunt there is a book that she would like you to give Isabella to read.”
I shrugged, “Ok.”
While Jane left the room Aro asked if I was planning to come to the club this weekend. I told him no, adding that we would be busy with all the things Bella had to do. Jane was back, and in her hand was a black paperback book. As she handed it to me I looked at the title then back to Aro, “Everything You Need To Know About Men...You Can Learn From Dogs?”
Aro grinned, “I assure you it is not male bashing. In all honesty it is a humorous look at the male psyche. Jane thought Isabella would enjoy it because of her profession.”
“Have you read this?” I asked in amazement.
“I have…it’s enlightening,” he was still grinning.
“Alright, I’ll give it to her.” I said checking my watch. There was something else I wanted to give Bella, but I wasn’t going to have time to stop so I would have to do it by phone or perhaps find time tomorrow. With the book in my hand I left after bidding them a good weekend, saying I would see them on Monday.
I had just enough time to let the dog out and get something to eat before the security company was there. The two men walked from room to room hooking up alarms to every window and door that I had. When I took them downstairs I received the customary all knowing grin that every male gives at the thought of what happens in the playroom.
While they were working on securing the cellar door I made sure that everything was ready for later. I had set up the room for last week, thinking we would have time to play but in reality we had not been down here in a week. I was excited and judging by the way Bella responded this morning she was too. I set the timer for the audio equipment, placed the things from the cabinet on the table.
Once the installation was complete downstairs the last thing that needed to be wired was the outdoor cameras. I had decided on three, one on the garage, one on the front of the house, and one in the rear that would look out into the side yard. The cameras were small and had a sensor in them that would only record when movement triggered them.
The whole system ran from the main panel by the front door with and auxiliary panel in the kitchen. I didn’t realize how late it had become until Bella pulled up while I was being shown how to work the unit. Both men watched as she came through the door and into my arms. I could see them eyeing up her form and staring at her ass with lecherous eyes while we greeted each other.
“Hi baby,” I told her placing a kiss on her head.
“Hi. How is it going?” she glanced behind her to look at the unit.
“They are almost done,” I said with a stern voice, “why don’t you go into the kitchen, I’ll be right there.” Bella looked at me suspiciously but did as I asked.
Glaring at both men while they eye fucked her I was getting pissed. I’m not adverse to others admiring what is mine or wishing they could have her; but what these two were doing was rude and intolerable, especially in her own home.
“Excuse me; I believe the panel is on the wall not my woman’s ass!”
Both men quickly brought their attention back to their work and at least had the decency to look embarrassed. It took a few more minutes of stuttering words to get finished, I signed the work order took the pamphlet that explain what I was just told and they left.
Bella was wrapping some potatoes in foil when I met her in the kitchen. I wrapped her in a hug placing a proper kiss on her lips. She looked up at me kind of dazed, “Hi.”
“Hi, yourself.”
Bella smiled then narrowed her eyes, “the men were being rude,” she wasn’t asking because she already knew the answer.
“Yes, they were,” I agreed, while Bella turned to finish what she was doing I asked conversationally, “How was your day?”
She became slightly excited, “Actually I had a great day,” she picked up the book I had left on the counter eyeing the title. “What is this?”
“That is from Jane,” I hesitated a second and then added, “I don’t know if I want you reading a book that tells you what kind of dog I am.”
“Oh yeah, Jane told me she sent it,” Bella giggled.
I was taken aback because I didn’t know that Bella and my aunt were on a semi-daily phone exchange. She must have seen my surprise because she wasted no time in explaining.
“When I was talking to Aro this morning, he told me that you would be at the club on Monday and Jane had requested that we have lunch. But he said I should call her in the afternoon to make sure. When I did she told me about the book and said that yes you would be busy Monday and we could go out.”
I smirked because Aro had already known that I would come in and help him. Bella looked up at me, “Is something funny?”
I shook my head, “No, not really,” then added, “just make sure you put your lunch on the calendar.”
Bella got a little smug, “I already did, along with the start times for the weekend. Now if you will excuse me, I’m going up to my room.”
Oh yeah. She was more than a little smug, and part of me hoped she carried some of that feistiness down into the playroom. Before she left the room I called out to her, “Bella.”
She turned to look at me. “I would like your hair pulled back out of your face, but left loose in the back and you are to wear only a robe.”
“Alright,” she agreed.
My eyes held her fixed where she stood while I added sternly, “Make sure that when you come before me you are properly prepared… and I will see you in an hour.”
Bella’s fingers ran over the planes of my chest combing her nails through the hair. I wasn’t completely awake but the rippling waves of tingles her touch created caused me to become more alert. In an attempt to stay in a semi-sleep state my arms tightened around her as I rolled to my side. That position only served to bring her body in full contact with mine.
I knew that sleep was going to be out of the question when Bella hoisted her leg over my hip and began to place small kisses along the line of my neck. Bringing back filtering thoughts of the previous night making my dick harder than it already was.
Bella had gone upstairs to put away the stuff she had brought from her house while I put away the groceries, grimacing at the cans of SpaghettiO’s . I had checked the nutrition value on the label; they really are not as bad as I thought. Other than being high in salt content I suppose in a pinch they could pass for real food.
When she came back down Bella had changed into a soft yellow night shirt that fit snugly against her body with a small grey ruffle trim along the bottom. While she worked on chopping tomatos for the salad I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. Every time she brought the knife down her breasts would bounce, and I didn’t think it was that cold but her nipples sure did. They were hard as rocks pointing through the material of her shirt like beacons calling me to touch them.
To make matters worse in my groin area but better for my eyes The Best of You came on iHome and Bella started swaying her hips while she sang. I couldn’t leave my station by the stove because the sausage and peppers were almost done and needed to be constantly stirred, so I was forced to stand there watching her little one woman show.
A piece of tomato fell to the floor but instead of squatting down Bella bent from the waist, causing the back of her nighty to rise up over her thighs showing me the ruffled yellow thong she had on. The groan left my mouth without consent while my dick pressed painfully against my pants.
The giggle that came from Bella gave away her intentions, my girl was fucking teasing me – again.
A hand landed on her ass before it registered in my mind what I was doing, Bella gasped standing to give me a shy smile. “What did you do that for?”
I raised my eyebrows in disbelief. “If you stick that in front of me you know damn well what’s going to happen.”
“Oh yeah? “ Bella looked up at me through her lashes taking a few steps back out of my reach dropping the tomato she had just picked up, “Oops”
When she bent down the move was so exaggerated that the whole bottom of her nighty rose up over her cheeks which she shook at me while looking over her shoulder. I’m not sure if my feet propelled me forward or my dick either way as I stepped Bella stood up, taking a step away from me.
“Where are you going?” my hand was out in front of me bidding her to take it. “Come here my Bella.”
Her chin dropped ever so slightly pulling her lip between her teeth while looking innocently through her eye lashes, “ahhh…no, that’s ok, I’ll stay here.”
I stepped closer as she moved a step back. “Bella?....”
“Edward?” She mocked my tone adding a giggle.
“Alright, have it your way.” I could tell she wasn’t going to come any closer to me, so I figured I would bide my time opting to turn my attention back to the sausage in the pan.
Bella sundered around the kitchen always staying out of my reach unless I was unable to catch her due to having full hands. Like when I was draining the pasta, then she was brave running her hand down my back, patting my ass. I grinned at her giggle looking over my shoulder. “Keep it up…pay backs are a bitch.”
“I don’t know what you are referring to,” she said with a grin.
Once everything was done I put the tray with the sausage covered pasta on the table then went to the refrigerator to get the wine. Bella ducked under my arm sliding her back along my chest as she reached in to get the chunk of parmesan.
“Alright that’s it!” Taking ahold of her waist I spun us around listening to her giggle while I set her on the counter. Stepping between her legs my arms wrapped around her back while I asked, “what exactly are you trying to do?”
Bella got that soft innocent look in her eyes. “Ummm…I had to get the cheese,” she offered holding the wrapped hunk up for me to observe.
“I see that,” I told her while pulling her center closer to me. “And tell me what else you are attempting to accomplish.”
Her fingers ran through the hair on the back of my neck sending tingles through me. “Well, a kiss would be nice.” Her voice was soft and hushed as her words washed over my skin, I sighed from the building tension.
“All that pussy-footing around for a kiss?” Bella’s lip was back between her teeth as she nodded in agreement, “Mm hmm.”
Our lips met in a soft kiss which became progressively harder; as our breathing was getting heavier I had to force myself away from her. She has a way about her that completely unravels me; time, space, and reality all seem to come to a halt when I’m with her. With our foreheads pressed together I sighed, “Ah my Bella, the things you do to me.”
“What do I do to you?”
“Well you do this.” I thrust my crotch against hers so she knew what I was talking about and the little tease wiggled against me wrapping her feet behind me to pull us closer together. The growl left my throat making her giggle.
My hand moved along the length of her arm until it reached her wrist, then taking it off my neck I brought it to lay on my chest over my heart, “And you do this,” her eyes scrunched together, “you make my heart beat Bella.”
“And you do this,” I brought her hand up to my face and smiled placing a kiss on her palm. “Even though you’ve been teasing me,” her eyes rose in mock surprise, “you make me so very happy.”
Bella smiled at my words, “I wasn’t teasing you.”
I gasped letting go of her hand and took a large step back, the confusion on her face was comical and I smirked holding my hands up in defeat. “I’m just stepping out of the way before the lighting strikes.”
Bella’s head tilted and she giggled as the blush crept across her face. I held my hand out for her to help her off the counter. “Come on, the food is getting cold.”
After dinner was done we sat in living room with the fireplace on watching the second movie she had gotten the night before. The Hangover, it was funny and we laughed together while we lay on the couch. When it was over Bella stretched her body out against mine moving her muscles over me. I thought about that piece of cake that was still in the fridge. So while she put the movie away I went to get it along with two forks.
Coming back in the room, Bella had put the blanket on the floor and was laying there on her stomach with her feet in the air. The back of her nighty was up over her bottom allowing me to fully appreciate the ruffled thong she was wearing. It rounded her hips and the three layers of lacy ruffles lay snugly against the planes of her bottom.
I wasn’t sure what was going on in that mind of hers, but I joined Bella on the floor handing her a fork. The moans that escaped her lips were over the top and each one sent impulses to my dick. “This cake is sooooo gooood…mmmmm.”
Bella sat up to straddle my lap while her hands moved to remove my shirt. She sat there for a second staring at my chest and I remembered the writing she had done. Her lips touched mine ever so softly before moving down my neck then dipping to place a kiss on the words. When her eyes met mine again they were filled with emotion.
“I love you.” Her words were soft and I would have kissed her except she brought her finger up to my lips spreading some of the dark frosting on them which she then smiled at before licking off. Her mouth was warm and her tongue soft.
I removed her nighty laying her back on the floor and discovered why her nipples were so taut. “Oh, you naughty girl putting on the bands to tease me.”
Bella giggled, “I wanted to practice.”
Yeah she wanted to practice…practice driving me insane!
My fingers dipped into the small glob of icing that was left, circling it around the band which I then licked off. When I brought the cake home I had thought about us licking it off each other and by the time Bella had gotten a few swipes on my dick the icing was gone. She took one last swirl with her tongue around the head. Quickly plunging her mouth down my shaft only to slowly slide back up releasing my dick me with a pop.
There was a gleam in her eyes while she knelt between my legs her face just inches from mine. “All out of chocolate,” she explained holding her empty hands out, and then taking the plate she stood to move into the kitchen.
It took a second for my lust filled mind to comprehend her words with the actions. She was fucking teasing me…again, and this time she was winning. I was still sitting there waiting while Bella came in, leaned over at the waist and picked up her nighty. I think I must have been in some kind of daze because all I could do was watch.
“Are you coming up soon?”
What?
The words brought me out of my stupor and when I looked up at her face there was nothing but smugness. I didn’t even think about what I was doing, I shot up to my feet so fast I was slightly dizzy, Bella squealed and ran for the steps. I caught her half way up twisting her around and slinging her over my shoulder.
“Am I coming up soon?” I swatted her bottom making her squeal and giggle more.
“Edward!” her protest fell on deaf ears.
“I don’t know my Bella, am I coming up?” I swatted her again pushing open the door to my room.
“Tease,” I told her throwing her on the middle of the bed grabbing her feet before she could get away I spun her around to swat her bottom.
“Oh! Edward! I’m sorry!” she laughed.
I swatted the other cheek. “You don’t sound very sorry, sounds to me like you found it funny.”
She was giggling while she squirmed over the silky comforter.
My hand came down on her ass again, “admit you thought it was funny.”
“Ohhh,” she moaned through a giggle while I swatted her again.
“Ok...ok,” she laughed while my hand once more made contact. “Oh! Edward…it was funny,” she laughed out the words. “You should have seen your face.”
My hand came down yet again, “Owe! That one smarted,” she complained but still giggled.
Satisfied that she admitted her intentions I laid down next to Bella chuckling. She was still giggling when she straddled my hips, making me grin as I looked into her face that was alight with amusement. Amusement at my expense, but it didn’t matter because a second later Bella was sliding those ruffled thongs off her legs and riding Little Eddie until we both found our release.
Now there she was again kissing the length of my neck. “Are you trying to tease me again?”
“No Sir...I mean nothing but business.” Bella’s lips moved to mine and shifted my weight so she was underneath me.
My own lips ran down the length of her neck while my hips maneuvered between her thighs parting them. I watched Bella’s eyes close in satisfaction as I entered her, and then waited until she met my gaze to start moving. “I love you, even though you tease me.”
Bella smiled warmly as her hand cupped my face, “I love you too…mmm…and it’s only teasing …if you don’t follow through.” My lips were on hers again and with slow steady movements we stared into each other’s eyes while we followed through.
We showered together and while she was in the bedroom drying her hair I shaved at the sink. I had just lathered my face when my phone rang. “Babe can you get that?” I called out to Bella and then listened to see who would be calling before eight in the morning.
“Good Morning Sir.”
Sir?
Aro
“Am I to assume that you have not called to talk to me, but to my Edward?” Bella snickered then laughed. “No Sir, I am much better” … “Really? I will make it a point to call her” … “hmmm, maybe Monday if that is alright with you?”
I wiped the excess lather of my face before going to retrieve my phone. Bella watched me walk while she spoke with a smile on her face. “Yes Sir...you have a good day, here’s Edward,” she handed me the phone.
“Good Morning.”
“Hello Edward, Isabella sounds more like herself than the last time we spoke.”
I tried to think when that would have been. The last time we saw him was Sunday night at the club and she was upset about the caning or rather the sound of it. This reminded me of the fact that Bella still has not given me a definite answer on that subject, I was going to have to press the issue.
“Yeah, it’s been an eventful week.” That was an understatement but I still smiled while watching Bella take a bra and panties from her dresser. I don’t know why but a watching her going through her own dresser in my room brought me a sense of peace, a feeling of completeness. Aro’s next words surprised me.
“So I gathered from the talk she had with Jane. I’m glad she feels better…” Bella dropped the towel from around her body and all other thoughts left my mind. I had to force myself to look away so I could concentrate on what Aro was saying.
“Anyway, to get to the reason why I’m calling. I had hoped you would have some time today to come by the club and perform an accurate inventory of the alcohol we have in stock. ”
“Ah…it would have to be in the morning…give me a second.”
Bella was slipping on her shoes when I asked her what time she had to leave. Once she told me, Seth followed her out the door while I told Aro that I would be there around nine-thirty but I had to leave by noon. He surprised me by saying that he would meet me there; I normally do the inventory by myself, but I thought perhaps there was something else he needed to get done. We said our goodbyes and hung up.
While I dressed I thought about what Aro had said. I wasn’t aware that Bella had called Jane, not that it mattered but I wanted to make sure she had recorded the conversation in her journal. Then I wondered again why Aro wanted to do a count. I knew that on Sunday there was a discrepancy but I thought he had chalked it up to simple human error.
Downstairs Bella was just sitting down with her coffee and bagel when I walked in the kitchen.
“Hey,” her smile never failed to make me happy, “are you going into the club?”
“Just for a little while to do some inventory, I’ll be home this afternoon for the security company,” I told her getting my own coffee and cereal; making me think about what Aro had said. “You didn’t tell me you talked to Jane this week,” the spoon filled with jam stopped halfway to her bagel.
“I didn’t think about it really. Did you want me to…I mean…” she looked down at the table and then to her purse on the corner. “…I thought you only wanted me to write it in the journal?”
“No…as long as you recorded it, then that’s fine.” I assured her before taking a drink of coffee.
“Do you want to see it now?”
“No…Bella you can have friends and someone to talk to, I don’t require you to write just to be nosey.”
She set down her cup looking at me with pursed lips. “I know that…” Bella’s eyes met mine she had a small sad smile that I didn’t understand on her face. “I called her Wednesday…afternoon,” she spoke as if admitting some terrible crime, but I didn’t say anything instead taking a drink while waiting for her to finish.
“I didn’t understand why you didn’t want to have our usual on Wednesday and I felt like it was a rejection of me…But Jane said that those things happen where a couple just needs time to relax and be themselves,” she shrugged. “That was the jist of the conversation.”
I knew that it was important for her to have a woman to talk to but I still wondered, “If you felt rejected, why didn’t you talk to me?”
Bella searched my face then narrowed her eyes, “Because you had your head up your ass.”
I laughed agreeing with her, “I did...” She still held a strange expression that looked almost pained. “What is it?”
“I was just wondering if we would be doing our usual tonight and how the rest of the weekend was going to work?”
I understood what she was asking, so I answered the first part of her concern. “Yes we will be going into the playroom tonight, unless you feel you’re not ready.”
“I’m ready,” Bella answered me immediately making me grin at the eagerness while I asked her.
“How do you want to handle the rest of the weekend?” I figured since according to the writing on my chest we were in this together and going to be around her friends she should make the decision.
“Couldn’t we modify?” That was the answer I was hoping for but she needed to be aware of the connotations that went along with that.
“Are you going to be comfortable with that decision around all your friends and the other people?”
Bella thought about it then told me with certainty that she would and that was the way she wanted to conduct our relationship. She got up to refill her coffee taking mine along and when she sat back down I could tell there was something else on her mind. I thought maybe she might have had a change of heart so I was surprised by her question.
“Edward what did your mom go to school for?” I hesitated before answering
“Umm…social work.”
“Really?” my eyes narrowed at Bella’s reaction, “what kind?”
I didn’t understand her question and she must have seen that because she clarified, “I mean… was her concentration on children, women, or families in general?”
“I believe it was with children and youth, but she never actually got out into the work force…”
Bella cut into my explanation, “Why not?”
That was an easy answer. “She married my dad right after school and Emmett was born within that first year so she stayed home with us,” picking up my cup I added, “it’s not like she had to work or anything.”
Bella got that curious look on her face that made me ask, “Why?”
“Well I was wondering why she wanted to work at the center and Carol said something about your mom having a background, so I just wondered…but if she never actually worked, I don’t know what kind of background she would have.”
“Mom has been involved with Catholic Charities for years.”
“Are you Catholic?” She said the word like it was dirty or something making me grin.
“We were raised Catholic, we went to Mass every Sunday. I was baptized and confirmed so I think that makes me Catholic.”
“Huh”
That was all I got, but then I was curious. “You never went to church?”
“Ummm…when I was still with my mom she had …well you have to understand my mother. She was flighty and would get involved with one activity after another. For a while it was church…I believe it was Southern Baptist or something like that. Hand clapping and yelling Hallelujah’s but that didn’t last long. When I moved with Charlie, we didn’t go to church. On the reservation they have their own brand of religion; it was more of respecting the things in nature then the deity itself.”
After Bella was done explaining she asked, “but you don’t practice …” I cut her off before she could finish.
“No, I’m a twice a year Catholic, Christmas and Easter. Alice takes the kids sometimes and both she and Emmett were married in the church. I suppose my mother is holding out for me to follow and then hoping that once I have children…” I stopped talking because I could see the pain in her face and I wondered what that was from.
“What’s the matter?” I asked her reaching to take a hold of her hand, needing to touch her because her eyes looked so sad.
“You are going to have to find someone else to make your mother’s dream come true.” The detactment in her voice was too much to bare and though she was only two feet away from me I couldn’t stand the distance any longer.
“Come here,” I pulled her into my lap tucking her head into the crook of my neck. “Bella I would rather have one day with you then sire twenty children.”
“You say that now…” the words were spoken against my skin, “eventually…”
“I can’t worry about eventually. Besides you don’t know for sure.” Bella’s head was shaking back and forth against my shoulder. I needed her to understand that having my own children was of little interest to me as long as I had her.
“Bella honestly, it doesn’t matter and if we ever feel the need we can adopt a dozen of them, hell we’ll buy them if we have to.” Her head popped up to gaze in my eyes.
“Do you have that much money? I hear they are awfully expensive.” I grinned tucking a lock of hair behind her ear.
“We will start saving now, put a little jar on the counter marked ‘baby fund’” Bella giggled and then tears formed in her eyes.
“You really love me.”
I smiled taking her hand to place it over my heart where our names were written, “Haven’t you figured that out?”
Bella smiled then kissed me gently, “I love you too.”
She snuggled back into my arms and we sat there quietly for a few minutes until I broke the silence, “you are going to be late,” I told her with a kiss to her head.
Bella tidied up the kitchen while I put on my shoes and let Seth out one more time. When the dog came back in he looked at the leash hanging by the door. “I know boy, maybe we will go for a quick run later.”
Picking up Bella’s tote I followed her out to the car wrapping my arms around her for one more hug and a kiss before she shut the door and drove away. I got to the club a little after nine-thirty, Aro was already there and surprisingly Jane was with him. Normally when he comes in early she will stay home to keep the schedule that he has set for her. Aro had papers all over his desk and was printing more when I came into his office.
“Edward, thank you for coming in,” Aro greeted while Jane added a hello.
“What’s all this?” I asked him glancing at the stacks of papers while he motioned for me to sit down and Jane brought over what was just printed. “Master there is one more to print.”
“Thank you Jane,” he said glancing at the papers and then turned his attention to me. “After we spoke on Sunday night I went back over the inventory since the beginning of the year. There seems to an escalating problem. It started out with a lost bottle or two each week and now there is ten to twelve bottles unaccounted for each week. I’ve calculated a loss of a hundred and sixteen bottles.” He handed me the sheets that contained his calculations. Some were bottles of wine others were expensive brandy and high end liquor, either way it a loss.
“That is not to account for other items that would be missing from the general inventory…”
I spoke before he finished, “who is signing for the bottles out of storage?” All alcohol is kept locked in the basement storage. There are only four people who have access to it, Aro, Emmett, Laurent or myself.
“To be accurate Edward, the problem is arising - at least I believe that it is, in the bar area. I would hate to think that Laurent has been pilfering, although I am not happy that any of my employees would do that.”
“So what’s your plan?” If he knows there is a problem he must have some idea how to fix it.
“Well at the moment we are going to keep a much tighter chain of command. Also, I want a count done before each shift and after. That bartender will be held responsible for any loss. That’s why I want you to take a complete inventory and then if you could come back in Monday to recount, that would be a big help.”
I agreed to that then Aro went on to say, “I believe that if culprit knows that we are aware of the loss the problem might resolve itself. However, I also believe that we should look into getting the inventory software that you have been talking about. So if you have time after going over everything, I would appreciate you sitting down with Jane to get that ordered.”
He was right; I have been telling him to get one. He thought I only suggested it to make it easier on myself and in a sense it would be easier. But I was thinking that these kinds of problems could be avoided with a tighter security. The computer system was already installed, it was just a matter of picking out the right program and then letting the company come and intall it and train the users.
“In the mean time Edward, I have changed the locks on the storage area, so here is your new one.” As he handed me the key, a thought came to my mind.
“What about deliveries?” He sat back in the chair laying his entwined hands across his chest and smiled. The way my uncle was looking at me I knew what he had in mind. “You want me to do it?”
“Yes, if you wouldn’t mind.” I thought about it, at the most I would only have to be here every other Thursday.
“I’ll do it for the summer.”
“Good,” a satisfied grin crossed his face. I knew what he was so happy about; it was one more thing that I would be responsible for.
Jane handed each of us a paper that contained the current inventory, as I stood to get started Aro joined me, making me look him in wonder. “I know that you are on a time constraints, so Jane and I are going to help you. What would you like me to do?”
Aro went to do the bar areas while Jane and I moved down into the stock room. As we were counting there didn’t seem to be anything out of the ordinary. We were halfway through when Jane picked up a bottle of Jagermister.
“Edward, why does this seal look funny?” It did look funny; the ends of the paper didn’t match up. When I looked closer you could tell that the cap had been opened, yet the bottle was full. Opening it up, the alcohol had been replaced with what looked like dark tea.
“Oh Shit Jane! We are going to have to start all over and inspect each bottle for signs of tampering.”
“Why would someone do that?” Jane was wondering aloud but I answered.
“It would keep the count correct but they could still have the contents. The question I have is, what they are doing with it all? I mean over a hundred bottles, that’s a lot of alcohol.”
As we went through each bottle we discovered nine more had been tampered with; and after finding the third one we realized that the bottles had been marked with a small ‘s’ in the top right corner of the labels. I wasn’t exactly sure what to do with them.
Clearly someone had gained access to the storage area, either by legitimate means such as with a key or they had figured out a way to break in. The most apparent suspect would be Laurent, but that seemed a little too obvious.
Aro had joined us to inform us that all was accounted for in the bar areas, to say that he was not happy about our findings would have been an understatement. He agreed with my assessment of Laurent but decided that, for now, it would be best to limit his access to the storage. He also decided that the defective bottles should be removed. That way, if someone was gaining access to the storage area they would know that their scheme has been discovered, and also he didn’t want to serve any of it by accident.
By the time we got back upstairs I had half an hour to show Jane the various programs that were available. Pointing out the two that I thought would work the best. Both of them scanned the UPC codes and needed a personal ID number to access. It would provide more security and limit the number of people who have access. I told her to print out the information and then contact the company directly. They would be able to answer any questions as well as giving a live demonstration of their product.
It was a few minutes after twelve and I needed to get home. As I told Aro good-bye Jane spoke up, “Master?”
Aro sighed looking at me then back to Jane keeping his eyes on her while he spoke. “Edward, if you would indulge your aunt there is a book that she would like you to give Isabella to read.”
I shrugged, “Ok.”
While Jane left the room Aro asked if I was planning to come to the club this weekend. I told him no, adding that we would be busy with all the things Bella had to do. Jane was back, and in her hand was a black paperback book. As she handed it to me I looked at the title then back to Aro, “Everything You Need To Know About Men...You Can Learn From Dogs?”
Aro grinned, “I assure you it is not male bashing. In all honesty it is a humorous look at the male psyche. Jane thought Isabella would enjoy it because of her profession.”
“Have you read this?” I asked in amazement.
“I have…it’s enlightening,” he was still grinning.
“Alright, I’ll give it to her.” I said checking my watch. There was something else I wanted to give Bella, but I wasn’t going to have time to stop so I would have to do it by phone or perhaps find time tomorrow. With the book in my hand I left after bidding them a good weekend, saying I would see them on Monday.
I had just enough time to let the dog out and get something to eat before the security company was there. The two men walked from room to room hooking up alarms to every window and door that I had. When I took them downstairs I received the customary all knowing grin that every male gives at the thought of what happens in the playroom.
While they were working on securing the cellar door I made sure that everything was ready for later. I had set up the room for last week, thinking we would have time to play but in reality we had not been down here in a week. I was excited and judging by the way Bella responded this morning she was too. I set the timer for the audio equipment, placed the things from the cabinet on the table.
Once the installation was complete downstairs the last thing that needed to be wired was the outdoor cameras. I had decided on three, one on the garage, one on the front of the house, and one in the rear that would look out into the side yard. The cameras were small and had a sensor in them that would only record when movement triggered them.
The whole system ran from the main panel by the front door with and auxiliary panel in the kitchen. I didn’t realize how late it had become until Bella pulled up while I was being shown how to work the unit. Both men watched as she came through the door and into my arms. I could see them eyeing up her form and staring at her ass with lecherous eyes while we greeted each other.
“Hi baby,” I told her placing a kiss on her head.
“Hi. How is it going?” she glanced behind her to look at the unit.
“They are almost done,” I said with a stern voice, “why don’t you go into the kitchen, I’ll be right there.” Bella looked at me suspiciously but did as I asked.
Glaring at both men while they eye fucked her I was getting pissed. I’m not adverse to others admiring what is mine or wishing they could have her; but what these two were doing was rude and intolerable, especially in her own home.
“Excuse me; I believe the panel is on the wall not my woman’s ass!”
Both men quickly brought their attention back to their work and at least had the decency to look embarrassed. It took a few more minutes of stuttering words to get finished, I signed the work order took the pamphlet that explain what I was just told and they left.
Bella was wrapping some potatoes in foil when I met her in the kitchen. I wrapped her in a hug placing a proper kiss on her lips. She looked up at me kind of dazed, “Hi.”
“Hi, yourself.”
Bella smiled then narrowed her eyes, “the men were being rude,” she wasn’t asking because she already knew the answer.
“Yes, they were,” I agreed, while Bella turned to finish what she was doing I asked conversationally, “How was your day?”
She became slightly excited, “Actually I had a great day,” she picked up the book I had left on the counter eyeing the title. “What is this?”
“That is from Jane,” I hesitated a second and then added, “I don’t know if I want you reading a book that tells you what kind of dog I am.”
“Oh yeah, Jane told me she sent it,” Bella giggled.
I was taken aback because I didn’t know that Bella and my aunt were on a semi-daily phone exchange. She must have seen my surprise because she wasted no time in explaining.
“When I was talking to Aro this morning, he told me that you would be at the club on Monday and Jane had requested that we have lunch. But he said I should call her in the afternoon to make sure. When I did she told me about the book and said that yes you would be busy Monday and we could go out.”
I smirked because Aro had already known that I would come in and help him. Bella looked up at me, “Is something funny?”
I shook my head, “No, not really,” then added, “just make sure you put your lunch on the calendar.”
Bella got a little smug, “I already did, along with the start times for the weekend. Now if you will excuse me, I’m going up to my room.”
Oh yeah. She was more than a little smug, and part of me hoped she carried some of that feistiness down into the playroom. Before she left the room I called out to her, “Bella.”
She turned to look at me. “I would like your hair pulled back out of your face, but left loose in the back and you are to wear only a robe.”
“Alright,” she agreed.
My eyes held her fixed where she stood while I added sternly, “Make sure that when you come before me you are properly prepared… and I will see you in an hour.”
Chapter 41
BPOV
The sound of my phone ringing jostled me awake, turning out of Edward’s arms I reached for it before Leah’s ring tone woke him.
“Hello,” I knew I sounded groggy, but hell she just woke me up.
“Hey, are you going to yoga?”
Clearing my throat I laid on the pillows hissing as my tender butt came in contact with the mattress.
“Are you alright? What’s the matter?” the concern in her voice was clear.
“I’m fine…nothings the matter.”
The events of last night came flooding back to my mind. I had been fantasying about Edward spanking me with that brush ever since the first time he used it on my hair. Wondering how the wood would feel against my skin, how much force he would use while working it over my bottom.
The idea came to me as I laid in the warmth and safety of his arms while we watched the movie. Edward’s hands ran over the bare skin of my shoulder and down my arms sending constant tingles through me. I knew he said no playroom, but I figured what the hell, he spanked me in my kitchen, surely he wouldn’t mind the bedroom.
While we let Seth out I formulated the plan, I would just wait for him with the brush in my hand. Jane had suggested letting it go and relaxing as Edward and Bella for the night in order to re-bond, but I felt that had been accomplished. I needed my Master and he needed me.
To say I was nervous would have been a lie, I was petrified. Not of the pain from the spanking that I was hoping would occur, but from Edward’s response. He could have said no and to be frankly honest I’m not sure how I would have handled the rejection. He also could have been afraid of hurting me and in turn gone easy. I believe that outcome would have damaged the confidence I had in myself and in him. The tingly burn of my bottom and the smile on my face reminded me of the fact that he didn’t do either of those things.
“Bella are you sure? You sound strange,” Leah’s voice broke through my reflections.
“I’m fine Leah; and yes, four o’clock, yoga, I’ll meet you there.”
There was a long exasperated sigh before irritation took over. “Did you even check your phone? I called three times last night…”
“I was busy last night.” The memory of the brush in Edward’s hands warming the skin of my bottom with each strike made me smile for a second.
“You’re always busy,” Leah blurted out. “Well I can’t go at four! I have to go this morning but I guess you’re not coming with me.”
I looked at the clock it was almost seven-thirty, “I’m sorry I didn’t check my phone and I’m just waking up, so no I’m not going to be able to meet you.”
Leah let out another aggravated sigh, “Whatever Bella, I have to go.”
I said good-bye then added I would call her later but the only response I received was a curt, “Yeah.”
Sitting up caused me to wince as the full weight of my upper body rested on my butt. Oh my.
No. Edward did not go easy on me, and when he said ten was the magic number it didn’t sound so bad. After the seventh strike my flesh felt like it was on fire but the combination of my hands pinching my nipples and Edward’s on my clit, I wanted to see it through. After all, it was only three more and I could feel the beginnings of an orgasm, which I so desperately wanted.
After the tenth one Edward told me to keep squeezing and cum when I wanted, I knew it wouldn’t take long. The wood hit my skin in quick slaps while his fingers brought me to completion. The mixture of pleasure and pain sent me sky rocketing and I collapsed from the sheer delight.
“What did Miss Leah want so early?” Edward’s voice broke through my thoughts.
“Ummm…she said she left me messages last night…” I told him while checking my missed calls. Sure enough there were three of them - all before ten - while we had still been downstairs “…she wanted to change our yoga time.”
I put the phone back on the nightstand then moved to get out of bed, “Where are you going?” he sounded almost sad.
“To the bathroom?” my statement was a question.
“Well hurry back, I miss you already.”
While I sat to pee I thought about Leah, remembering that I had not heard back from Sue regarding the finalization of plans for the Baby Shower. I made a mental note to call her sometime today. I knew that Leah’s childbirth classes were going to be starting soon and I had promised to go along with her and Jake. I would have to make sure I scheduled them on my calendar so that Edward would also be aware of them.
Standing up my inner thighs ached and while I washed my hands it dawned on me that I had not participated in any form of exercise since Monday. Even then I was so self-conscious about being watched that I couldn’t concentrate on what I was doing. Walking out of the bathroom I figured it would be best to make that little revelation known to Edward. After all, he would see the entries in my journal, and Jane told me that I should not wait to confess a lapse in my responsibilities.
The problem was I didn’t know when would be the best time to bring it up and at the moment he was holding his arms open for me to join him back in bed. Which I gladly did, straddling his hips and looking forward to an early morning romp, but Seth had other ideas.
The poor dog sat on the floor watching every move we made, giving us the saddest eyes. Edward’s lips left mine for a brief moment while his head turned to look at Seth, who whined. “Do you have to go out boy?”
At Edward’s question Seth’s ears raised and he stood looking at the door. With that reaction I whined because I realized our romp just wasn’t meant to happen, at least not at that moment. Edward chuckled at my protest, making me gasp when he swatted by bottom.
“Tender?” he asked while I rolled off him nodding, “mm hm.”
Throwing on my pink night shirt, I followed Edward downstairs starting the coffee while he let Seth out. Taking the last of the eggs, I scoured the fridge then decided on ham and cheese omelets. “We have to shop,” I told him shutting the door.
“I know, we will do it tonight,” he said while pouring two cups of coffee.
“Ohhh…another shopping date.”
“Nothing but the best for you baby.”
I giggled beating the eggs while Edward kissed my temple before putting the bread in the toaster.
Placing the plates on the table I winced again while I sat down, Edward glanced at me from the shopping list he was compiling “That bad? Let me see.”
It is kind of unnerving standing in at the breakfast table and baring your ass. I know that sounds unreasonable, after all Edward has stuck his dick in every orifice I have. I have knelt at his feet and begged him to spank me, yet I found the act of his inspecting my bottom to be intimately embarrassing. Perhaps it was just the context of the situation but my face heated up and I had to bite my lip to keep from squealing.
Edward must have seen my embarrassment because after he pulled the material back down he was grinning. “It’s not bad Bella…” he said while I sat back down, “…I’ll put some more lotion on it after you shower. That’s the difference between using my hand and an implement.”
I must have shown some kind of confusion while taking a bite of eggs because he explained. “My hand conforms to the shape and has some padding that cushions the blow, the brush, or whatever, just hits solidly.”
His words made me think of something, “What else could you use?”
Edward picked up his cup taking a drink before telling me, “The slapper, that has a bit of a sting to it. A paddle, either wooden or leather those cover a larger area and strike solidly. Personally, for strictly pleasure spankings, I prefer my hand.” He got a gleam in his eye then added, “although the hairbrush was fun.”
I could feel the blush race back over my face as I agreed with him. I thought since we were discussing our alternate relationship it would be a good time for me to confess. I wasn’t sure what to call him, so I took the safe route. “I have something to tell you.”
As his eyes met mine I could feel the change in my demeanor. It was like a feeling washed over me and my submissive nature was laid bare before him. The feeling was so strong that I had to lower my eyes in surrender. Edward didn’t say anything instead he waited for me to continue.
“Sir I have not had a proper exercise work out all week.”
He was quiet for a few seconds and I could feel the pressure rising in my chest as I had yet again let him down.
“Isabella look at me,” my eyes met with his dark green ones. “Would you say that this week has been racked with unusual circumstance?”
“Yes Sir,” I would say that was putting it mildly.
Edward pursed his lips and continued to stare into my soul. “I would agree and I would also add that now since you are aware of it that you make sure to correct your actions.”
“Yes Sir,” it was all I could think of to say, but his eyes remained glued to me.
“I appreciate your telling me, that shows growth and maturity, both of which you should be very proud of.” Edward’s eyes left mine for a quick glance over my shoulder before returning.
“Since you are…owning up,” he paused then went on, “… I will give you the choice to pay for your slip ups from last night now or you can choose to wait until tomorrow night during our usual.”
My mouth dropped open as his eyes raised while he waited for my answer. I knew what he was talking about but I sort of thought he was kidding last night when he told me that I would pay for the orgasms. I should have known better than that. He says what he means and means what he says. But before making the decision I wanted to clarify something.
“May I ask a question first?” when he nodded in assent I asked, “Will it matter …if I choose later, will the punishment be worse if I wait?”
“No.” Edward was definite about that. “The only difference is that it will take up our time in the playroom and until then you will be anticipating it. So ask yourself, would it be better to get it over with and out of the way?”
I thought about it and the upheaval I had dealt with in the last few days and decided I didn’t want anything hanging over my head ever again. “I would rather do it now.”
Edward seemed rather pleased with that decision, “Alright…finish eating.”
Was he joking? How the hell was I suppose to finish eating?
But finish I did, when I laid the fork down Edward stood holding his hand out for me to take. Then he walked me over to the door that led down to the playroom, stopping without opening it. “Turn around.”
When I complied he moved behind me rolling up the back of my night shirt once again baring my bottom and causing the same reaction in me. “Hold this up,” Edward placed the rolled material in my hands telling me to lift it higher. Once he was satisfied, I was turned to face the closed door so that my nose was about an inch away from the wood.
“Thighs tight together Isabella.” When I obeyed he seemed pleased, “Ok…You are to stay in this position until the timer beeps. There will be no talking, no moving, and you are to think about why you are standing here.” I could hear him turning the timer, but he didn’t tell me how long it was set for. Placing it on the counter to my right I couldn’t see it, but I heard the ticking.
Edward moved around the room and then a chair nosily slid along the floor letting me know he had sat back down. After standing there for several minutes I was sure of a few things. One Edward was watching me, two the blush that was on my face had spread throughout my whole body, and three when this was over I was definitely going to need a good fucking.
Because I could feel the heat rising in my body, and I wasn’t sure if it was from the attention or the humiliation, but either way the moisture was gathering between my thighs. I tried to think about something else other then Edward’s gaze on me or the way that was making me feel, but I couldn’t. The warmth between my legs was growing to an uncomfortable level and my clit was literally throbbing.
Holy Fuck!
I had to bite my lip to keep from whimpering and my internal muscles tightened involuntarily making me even more uncomfortable, all the while that damn timer ticked away. I took a deep breath closing my eyes and thought about what I did that caused me to be standing there. The way Edward spread my thighs with his elbows, slamming into me hitting that wondrous spot deep inside me.
Oh… I wanted to feel that again...NOW!
I must have moaned out loud because Edward admonished me. “No talking means complete silence.”
The sound of his stern voice did nothing to help me. My body was so worked up it was craving any kind of friction it could find and I had to will my thighs to stay still.
The chair slid across the floor and Edward moved to stand behind me, he was so close I could feel the heat of his body but he didn’t touch me. The thought came to me that he should teach this technique to the army as a way of making enemy prisoners talk because it was fucking torture.
Finally the timer dinged and I breathed out a sigh of relief. Edward’s chest pressed against my back as his hand snaked around my hip and up under the front of my shirt to the juncture between my thighs. I had to lean into his chest for support as his fingers swept through my drenched folds coming back up to rest on my clit where he starting tapping it with his finger.
“Ohhhh…” I cried out in pure need.
“My my Isabella…it would appear that I need to come up with a better punishment, because you seem to have enjoyed that.” The words sounded through my ears as my head rested against his shoulder, while the tapping continued.
“Oh please…please,” I tried to thrust my hips out but I was so close to the door there was nowhere to go. All I could do was whimper and implore him for release.
“Please let…please make me cum…pleeeaaseee…”
“Oh Isabella, I do like when you beg…” I could feel his hard on pressing into the small of my back. “Do you feel what you do to me?”
“Yes…I feel it,” I whimpered as his taps became more forceful, “pleeeeaaasssseee…” I pleaded.
“Answer me one question, were the orgasms still worth it?”
“Yesss…”
“Tell me they were worth it and cum Isabella,” His fingers ceased tapping instead rubbing over the nerve quickly making me scream.
“Yeeesssssss….they were worth it…”
My whole body felt the warmth of the tingle that was sent through me. I don’t know how I stayed on my feet or if Edward held me up, the only thing I knew was it felt so damn good I was numb. The next thing I was aware of was my back pressed up against the door, my thighs were wrapped around his hips and he was sliding inside me.
“Oh…yyyeeesssss…”
I pressed my back and head into the door and tightened my grip around Edward’s neck and held on while thrust his hips and grunted, “Fuck...you feel soooo good.”
My breathing became more erratic as I moaned with each breath that left my mouth. The pressure was building in my stomach and I knew there was no holding back. “pleasseee…pleeasssse…ah...make me cum…please?”
Edward continued the assault on my body groaning and panting out his own pleasure, the muscles in my stomach tightened and I was going to attempt to beg once more when he growled out, “Now!”
On the next stroke I closed my eyes and let the euphoria take me away as I rode out my orgasm. Edward wasn’t very long behind me yelling out my name and crushing his lips to mine. Our tongues moved against one another’s while we swallowed each other’s moans and heavy breaths. We were sweating, breathless and completely sated as his body pressed against mine, keeping me pinned to the door. My eyes flickered open to meet his and a huge smile formed on my face while I spoke through hushed breaths, “Yeah, it was so worth it.”
Edward laughed before kissing me once more. “Ah my Bella,” he whispered up against my lips before slipping out of me with a groan. “What am I going to do with you?”
Standing on my feet I looked up through my lashes into his eyes that were alight with amusement, “Love me. That’s all I want.”
The back of his hand ran down the length of my jaw, “I already do that.”
“Then I don’t need anything else,” my lips spoke the words against his before we kissed once more.
I could have stood there all day kissing Edward, and maybe having some more door banging sex, but he reminded me that the security people were coming. After letting Seth in we went upstairs to shower and dress.
Wrapped in towels I walked down the hall to my own room to get dressed. Edward came in just as I finished drying my hair; he had something in his hand. When I inquired what it was he told me it was the applicator to apply the bands on my nipples. I had forgotten that he wanted me to wear them as part of my Friday night preparations.
The applicator looked like a bulb syringe with a wide blunt tip. He showed me how to place the bands on and then had me practice. It didn’t take very long and by the third time I had the hang of it. He left it on my dresser since I would be sequestered in my room on Friday’s until I join him at six in the kitchen.
I was looking forward to this weekend even though there was a lot happening at the center, Edward could accompany me and we would have the evenings alone. Besides the following two weeks we would be away and even Forks became a better prospect with Edward along.
The thought of Forks reminded me to call Sue. She apologized for not returning my call last week, but apparently she had been able to get a hold of Kim. She agreed that we didn’t have much more time to wait and I should send out the invitations and we would figure out sleeping arrangements later. I told her about Edward’s offer to have people stay here if necessary; either way we would find room for everyone. I made a mental note to remember the invitations when I went to get my things from the house.
The doorbell rang as I was walking down the steps with Seth at my heels. Edward escorted a casually dressed man in his late fifties into the dining room. After being introduced to Jason I offered him something to drink then went to the kitchen to start a fresh pot of coffee. By the time it was finished and I had joined them he and Edward were already discussing the pros and cons of each system.
I assured Edward that he definitely wanted the one with a battery backup and preferably one that charged itself. He also wanted to make sure that he bought the system not rented it, that way it could be sold with the house and also if this particular company went out of business he would not have to pay to reinstall. We both listened to the specs for the security cameras and while Jason was talking I made another mental note to call my own company and have them installed.
The last thing Jason wanted to do was take a walk through the house to take measurements and to see the best places to mount the alarms. I cleaned up while Edward walked him around the house and out into the garage.
When they came down from upstairs I went up to get my bag ready to take for yoga class. When I came down the steps Jason was gathering all his paperwork together. Telling Edward that the technicians would be back tomorrow for installation. He shook my hand before leaving sneering at me in a way that made me uncomfortable. Edward cleared his throat but Jason just smiled at him and then half heartedly apologized.
After Jason was gone Edward’s solemn face turned toward me, “I’m sorry about that Bella, there is an entrance door in the back of the playroom, and I had to take him in there.”
Oh…now it made sense. I didn’t get to say anything because Edward sighed, “I could call and cancel the contract but no matter who comes out here, I’m afraid that they are all going to think the same way…”
“That I’m a whore and he could fuck me if he wanted to, probably with your approval.” I wasn’t angry with Edward or with Jason for that matter. To the general public that is the stereotype of a submissive woman, it is just rude to have it happen in your own home.
Edward smirked, “yeah, I’m sure that is what he thought…” I wanted to change the subject.
“So you are taking me out tonight for a big night on the town of grocery shopping. Then what’s the plan? Because I have another movie we could watch.”
Edward pulled me into his arms, “Is it scary?” I shook my head at him while he added, “Ok, we can get something easy for dinner …”
“SpaghettiOs …?” I suggested excitedly, while Edward’s face turned to one of horror.
“No…Bella, I don’t think SpaghettiOs is on your food list. We can however make real spaghetti.”
I sighed pouting, “It’s not the same thing.”
“I agree with you, it’s a thousand times better.” I knew I wasn’t going to win so I agreed with the regular spaghetti thene he kissed me goodbye and I left for the center.
Carol had her hands full at the center, a new client came in last night and she was trying to get her settled as well as working with the hotline volunteers. I went to introduce myself to the woman, who told me her name was Heather.
I couldn’t see any visible scars on her, but that didn’t surprise me, men always seem to know where to hit so that they are concealed. I didn’t want to bombard her with more questions, and I didn’t want to get a rapport with her when I was going to be gone for the next two weeks. I would wait for my ladies to come in and then let one of them be assigned to Heather.
Twenty minutes later I was laughing and joking with the girls while drinking coffee and eating the brownies that Sherry had brought in. We were all catching up talking about each other’s lives and what was happening at the center. The major topic of conversation was my daring rescue of Sally, the addition of Carlisle to the staff, and of course my love life.
Apparently the women who live at the center have been talking quite a bit about my ‘dancing partner’ and they all seem very interested in meeting him. I was beginning to rethink having Edward accompany me to the events this weekend. Although, if I did that their curiosity would only increase and then Lord only knows how they will act when they finally did meet him.
While we were cleaning up Jean pulled me to the side telling me she would work with Heather. I was glad about that, Jean herself was a survivor and does really good work. Before we left I reminded them that I would be away but that I could be reached on my cell in case of emergency. I stopped by Carol’s on my way out to say good-bye and let her know Jean was going to be talking to Heather.
Carol looked up from the paperwork on her desk, “How are you doing girl? You look a lot better then you did.”
I sat down across from her, “I’m good, much better thank-you.”
“Good. Oh and by the way you were right, Carlisle’s wife Esme is a lovely woman.” I smiled then asked the question that I have been wondering about.
“When did she sign up to volunteer?”
Carol thought for a second. “Two maybe three weeks ago, it was right after Mother’s Day. She actually has some background in this field.”
“You mean with Fund Raising?” I knew Esme headed charity balls but I got the feeling Carol was talking about something else, whatever it was she wasn’t giving anything away.
“Well now Miss Bella, you have your confidentiality and so do I.”
I smiled smugly, “But I have access to inside information.”
Carol leaned forward and smiled, “Do you honestly think he is going to use his mother as pillow talk?”
I gasp in shock then giggled, “You know that’s not all we do and we have real conversations.”
She sat back in her chair, “Such a pity, wasting a man like that on talking!” the word left her mouth like it was something dirty and then she laughed. Between the words and the sour look on her face I couldn’t help but laugh with her.
“What’s so funny?” Gail was standing at the door but I didn’t get a chance to answer before Carol’s face became serious once again while she explained.
“Oh Gail, our wayward girl here, she’s wasting part of her dance card on having conversations.”
Gail got a confused look on her face as she sat down in the other chair. “What?..”
I was going to explain but I didn’t get a chance to because Gail looked me in the eye before she went on “…Bella, take the advice of someone who is older and wiser. There will be plenty of time for talking when he’s wrinkly and can’t get it up …”
Oh my god! She did not just say that?
“Or keep it up!” Carol interrupted while Gail commented, “that too.”
She turned back to my stunned face before continuing “The point is, now is the time to be Dancing the Night Away” As she said the words Gail’s shoulders moved like she was dancing while Carol laughed and I giggled.
“Oh my word…you two are terrible!” I added with a giggle and standing up I said good-bye, going to my office while they continued to talk.
As I was leaving loud laughter came from Carol’s area and I shook my head smiling because I knew they were continuing their sex talk and I hoped they behaved themselves not embarrassing me too much over the weekend. I couldn’t fault them, they were women and I knew they only wanted to see me happy.
After yoga I didn’t change back into my regular clothes and when I pulled into Edward’s driveway there was a white delivery truck taking up the majority of space. I thought maybe somehow the security company was able to come out early to do the installation but when I went in the house Edward and two other men were coming down the stairs.
The two strangers smiled in greeting while Edward pulled me in for a hug. “Hey babe, give me a second,” Edward then opened his wallet handing each man a bill before showing them to the door.
“Come on” he took my hand pulling me up the stairs and into his room where against the wall by the bathroom door was my new high boy dresser.
“How did you get it here so fast?” I knew how long it takes to get a delivery
“They had it in stock and I paid extra for speedy delivery.” I turned my head to look at him.
“Does this mean I don’t get my own room anymore? How am I going to tell you to go Fuck yourself?” It sounded silly but I didn’t know how it was going to work, Edward grinned wrapping his arms around my waist.
“Something tells me, that if you need to tell me that it won’t matter what room we are in…” then he added with a fair warning, “…just don’t do it during our usual.”
I twisted in his arms to face him, placing a kiss on his chin, “Well…thank you. It will be nice to have my own clothes in here. But seriously how will it work?”
The whole idea behind my room was to have a place where I could go for some down-time. I thought about Jane and what she said about her room and how it was her choice to give it up. I didn’t want to give up the one place where I could go to unwind or be free from all the rituals and protocol.
“I was thinking on Wednesdays and Fridays you come home to retreat to your room as we had discussed. During the rest of the weekend we could add another safe-word that would tell me you need some down time…”
“What word?”
Edward smiled looking down into my eyes.
“It’s your word…you decide.” I thought for a second but nothing came to mind, Edward must have seen my dilemma. “You have until tomorrow night to tell me Bella.”
Edward released his hold on me, “As I was saying, you will still use your room on the weekends, because remember, you sleep in my bed by invitation and consent.”
Oh yeah I had forgotten that, probably because the only time I slept in my bed Edward was with me, but I suppose it is always a possibility. In any case I didn’t want to give up my room or the freedom it represented, not now and probably not ever.
I loved Jane, she was becoming a dear friend and confidant, but personally I didn’t understand how she could give up so much of herself. I knew that people lived in a twenty-four seven relationship but I also knew it was not for me. I don’t even think I would enjoy trying something like that out.
The thought of Jane made me remember my conversation with her yesterday and the fact that I had not cataloged it in my journal. She had said something about using my journal as a reference; I didn’t understand what she meant by that so I would have to make a point to have her clarify.
“Are you ready to go?”
I nodded then asked, “Can we stop by my house first, so I get the stuff to fill this bad boy,” I patted the top of the dresser.
Walking around my house there wasn’t much I needed other than clothes. Edward helped pack up the two suitcases then I took some personal items from the bathroom, tampons, a few medications that I have on hand and some hair clips. Looking around my bedroom the only thing I wanted was a few personal pictures and my jewelry box. The last things I took were the invitations along with my address book, my passport and the envelope that contained the papers from my mother’s estate.
I ended up throwing out all the perishables in the refrigerator, and Edward eyed me when I took the two cans of SpaghettiOs out of the cupboard. “I like them and it’s good for a quick lunch.”
While I got a few more items for Seth he picked up the can reading the nutrition label. I was waiting for the comment to come but Edward just shook his head and put the can back in the bag. It felt strange locking up my house knowing that I would not be back for at least two weeks. Edward wanted me to change the code for the locks, but I drew a blank as to what sequence to use so I decided that would wait.
I had shopped with Edward before, however at the time I was busy getting my own things. So although I knew that he only got what was on his list, I hadn’t really noticed that he examines every item for dates and content. It was getting frustrating because all I cared about was if my coupons were any good. He didn’t understand my need for chocolate chip cookie dough and I didn’t understand his need for organic eggs.
“It’s the way the chickens are cared for Bella.”
That didn’t make any sense to me.
“The egg still comes out of its ass; they can’t do anything to the egg. I think it’s all a conspiracy to be able to charge twice as much for the same damn eggs.”
We had to agree to disagree on that point because we were definitely at an impasse. Edward refuses to buy meat from the grocery store, so I was surprised when he picked a huge Oven Stuffed Roaster.
“That’s a big chicken, are you going to feed an army?”
“No not an army, but we are having company on Monday for dinner and I thought the chicken would be a good choice.”
“You can’t go wrong with chicken, but who is coming?” That was the first I’d heard of guests coming and I don’t remember seeing it on the calendar, so when he didn’t answer right away I started to worry and then asked, “Do I know them?”
“Yes you do. Aro and Jane are coming. He wants to go over everything for Emmet and me before we go away so that it’s done and he goes on vacation.”
“Oh…so are Emmett and Rose going to be there too?” Edward nodded and I asked, “and when were you going to tell me this?”
“I just found out earlier today, I would have let you know or at least wrote it on the calendar.”
I started thinking about what would go good with the chicken and thought about Sue’s corn pie, it was easy to make and everyone liked it, so I suggested it to Edward. He had never heard of it but was willing to try, so while we were there I got the things I would need along with the ingredients for turtle pie.
As we were unloading the cart, Edward got a worried look on his face that I didn’t understand. He finally stopped what he was doing coming close to me. “Bella, I don’t want to argue about who pays for what and I don’t want you to feel kept. So I’ll pay this time and you pay the next, is that acceptable?”
I looked into his worried eyes and smiled, “that’s fine.”
Edward gave me a quick kiss before we went back to finish what we were doing. I watched him unloading the produce and toilet paper and when everything was on the belt I had a moment to think about what he had just said. I knew it seemed like a simple concept and yet the gesture behind it meant more to me then he could ever know.
The other day I was an irrational female screaming at him about not being his whore or a woman who was so destitute that she needed to be taken care of. Edward not only took my outrageous behavior in stride he also took my words to heart. My feelings were important to him; I was a person who deserved his respect, not just the woman he fucked. As the thoughts ran through my mind I smiled to myself because once again our see-saw was balanced.
The sound of my phone ringing jostled me awake, turning out of Edward’s arms I reached for it before Leah’s ring tone woke him.
“Hello,” I knew I sounded groggy, but hell she just woke me up.
“Hey, are you going to yoga?”
Clearing my throat I laid on the pillows hissing as my tender butt came in contact with the mattress.
“Are you alright? What’s the matter?” the concern in her voice was clear.
“I’m fine…nothings the matter.”
The events of last night came flooding back to my mind. I had been fantasying about Edward spanking me with that brush ever since the first time he used it on my hair. Wondering how the wood would feel against my skin, how much force he would use while working it over my bottom.
The idea came to me as I laid in the warmth and safety of his arms while we watched the movie. Edward’s hands ran over the bare skin of my shoulder and down my arms sending constant tingles through me. I knew he said no playroom, but I figured what the hell, he spanked me in my kitchen, surely he wouldn’t mind the bedroom.
While we let Seth out I formulated the plan, I would just wait for him with the brush in my hand. Jane had suggested letting it go and relaxing as Edward and Bella for the night in order to re-bond, but I felt that had been accomplished. I needed my Master and he needed me.
To say I was nervous would have been a lie, I was petrified. Not of the pain from the spanking that I was hoping would occur, but from Edward’s response. He could have said no and to be frankly honest I’m not sure how I would have handled the rejection. He also could have been afraid of hurting me and in turn gone easy. I believe that outcome would have damaged the confidence I had in myself and in him. The tingly burn of my bottom and the smile on my face reminded me of the fact that he didn’t do either of those things.
“Bella are you sure? You sound strange,” Leah’s voice broke through my reflections.
“I’m fine Leah; and yes, four o’clock, yoga, I’ll meet you there.”
There was a long exasperated sigh before irritation took over. “Did you even check your phone? I called three times last night…”
“I was busy last night.” The memory of the brush in Edward’s hands warming the skin of my bottom with each strike made me smile for a second.
“You’re always busy,” Leah blurted out. “Well I can’t go at four! I have to go this morning but I guess you’re not coming with me.”
I looked at the clock it was almost seven-thirty, “I’m sorry I didn’t check my phone and I’m just waking up, so no I’m not going to be able to meet you.”
Leah let out another aggravated sigh, “Whatever Bella, I have to go.”
I said good-bye then added I would call her later but the only response I received was a curt, “Yeah.”
Sitting up caused me to wince as the full weight of my upper body rested on my butt. Oh my.
No. Edward did not go easy on me, and when he said ten was the magic number it didn’t sound so bad. After the seventh strike my flesh felt like it was on fire but the combination of my hands pinching my nipples and Edward’s on my clit, I wanted to see it through. After all, it was only three more and I could feel the beginnings of an orgasm, which I so desperately wanted.
After the tenth one Edward told me to keep squeezing and cum when I wanted, I knew it wouldn’t take long. The wood hit my skin in quick slaps while his fingers brought me to completion. The mixture of pleasure and pain sent me sky rocketing and I collapsed from the sheer delight.
“What did Miss Leah want so early?” Edward’s voice broke through my thoughts.
“Ummm…she said she left me messages last night…” I told him while checking my missed calls. Sure enough there were three of them - all before ten - while we had still been downstairs “…she wanted to change our yoga time.”
I put the phone back on the nightstand then moved to get out of bed, “Where are you going?” he sounded almost sad.
“To the bathroom?” my statement was a question.
“Well hurry back, I miss you already.”
While I sat to pee I thought about Leah, remembering that I had not heard back from Sue regarding the finalization of plans for the Baby Shower. I made a mental note to call her sometime today. I knew that Leah’s childbirth classes were going to be starting soon and I had promised to go along with her and Jake. I would have to make sure I scheduled them on my calendar so that Edward would also be aware of them.
Standing up my inner thighs ached and while I washed my hands it dawned on me that I had not participated in any form of exercise since Monday. Even then I was so self-conscious about being watched that I couldn’t concentrate on what I was doing. Walking out of the bathroom I figured it would be best to make that little revelation known to Edward. After all, he would see the entries in my journal, and Jane told me that I should not wait to confess a lapse in my responsibilities.
The problem was I didn’t know when would be the best time to bring it up and at the moment he was holding his arms open for me to join him back in bed. Which I gladly did, straddling his hips and looking forward to an early morning romp, but Seth had other ideas.
The poor dog sat on the floor watching every move we made, giving us the saddest eyes. Edward’s lips left mine for a brief moment while his head turned to look at Seth, who whined. “Do you have to go out boy?”
At Edward’s question Seth’s ears raised and he stood looking at the door. With that reaction I whined because I realized our romp just wasn’t meant to happen, at least not at that moment. Edward chuckled at my protest, making me gasp when he swatted by bottom.
“Tender?” he asked while I rolled off him nodding, “mm hm.”
Throwing on my pink night shirt, I followed Edward downstairs starting the coffee while he let Seth out. Taking the last of the eggs, I scoured the fridge then decided on ham and cheese omelets. “We have to shop,” I told him shutting the door.
“I know, we will do it tonight,” he said while pouring two cups of coffee.
“Ohhh…another shopping date.”
“Nothing but the best for you baby.”
I giggled beating the eggs while Edward kissed my temple before putting the bread in the toaster.
Placing the plates on the table I winced again while I sat down, Edward glanced at me from the shopping list he was compiling “That bad? Let me see.”
It is kind of unnerving standing in at the breakfast table and baring your ass. I know that sounds unreasonable, after all Edward has stuck his dick in every orifice I have. I have knelt at his feet and begged him to spank me, yet I found the act of his inspecting my bottom to be intimately embarrassing. Perhaps it was just the context of the situation but my face heated up and I had to bite my lip to keep from squealing.
Edward must have seen my embarrassment because after he pulled the material back down he was grinning. “It’s not bad Bella…” he said while I sat back down, “…I’ll put some more lotion on it after you shower. That’s the difference between using my hand and an implement.”
I must have shown some kind of confusion while taking a bite of eggs because he explained. “My hand conforms to the shape and has some padding that cushions the blow, the brush, or whatever, just hits solidly.”
His words made me think of something, “What else could you use?”
Edward picked up his cup taking a drink before telling me, “The slapper, that has a bit of a sting to it. A paddle, either wooden or leather those cover a larger area and strike solidly. Personally, for strictly pleasure spankings, I prefer my hand.” He got a gleam in his eye then added, “although the hairbrush was fun.”
I could feel the blush race back over my face as I agreed with him. I thought since we were discussing our alternate relationship it would be a good time for me to confess. I wasn’t sure what to call him, so I took the safe route. “I have something to tell you.”
As his eyes met mine I could feel the change in my demeanor. It was like a feeling washed over me and my submissive nature was laid bare before him. The feeling was so strong that I had to lower my eyes in surrender. Edward didn’t say anything instead he waited for me to continue.
“Sir I have not had a proper exercise work out all week.”
He was quiet for a few seconds and I could feel the pressure rising in my chest as I had yet again let him down.
“Isabella look at me,” my eyes met with his dark green ones. “Would you say that this week has been racked with unusual circumstance?”
“Yes Sir,” I would say that was putting it mildly.
Edward pursed his lips and continued to stare into my soul. “I would agree and I would also add that now since you are aware of it that you make sure to correct your actions.”
“Yes Sir,” it was all I could think of to say, but his eyes remained glued to me.
“I appreciate your telling me, that shows growth and maturity, both of which you should be very proud of.” Edward’s eyes left mine for a quick glance over my shoulder before returning.
“Since you are…owning up,” he paused then went on, “… I will give you the choice to pay for your slip ups from last night now or you can choose to wait until tomorrow night during our usual.”
My mouth dropped open as his eyes raised while he waited for my answer. I knew what he was talking about but I sort of thought he was kidding last night when he told me that I would pay for the orgasms. I should have known better than that. He says what he means and means what he says. But before making the decision I wanted to clarify something.
“May I ask a question first?” when he nodded in assent I asked, “Will it matter …if I choose later, will the punishment be worse if I wait?”
“No.” Edward was definite about that. “The only difference is that it will take up our time in the playroom and until then you will be anticipating it. So ask yourself, would it be better to get it over with and out of the way?”
I thought about it and the upheaval I had dealt with in the last few days and decided I didn’t want anything hanging over my head ever again. “I would rather do it now.”
Edward seemed rather pleased with that decision, “Alright…finish eating.”
Was he joking? How the hell was I suppose to finish eating?
But finish I did, when I laid the fork down Edward stood holding his hand out for me to take. Then he walked me over to the door that led down to the playroom, stopping without opening it. “Turn around.”
When I complied he moved behind me rolling up the back of my night shirt once again baring my bottom and causing the same reaction in me. “Hold this up,” Edward placed the rolled material in my hands telling me to lift it higher. Once he was satisfied, I was turned to face the closed door so that my nose was about an inch away from the wood.
“Thighs tight together Isabella.” When I obeyed he seemed pleased, “Ok…You are to stay in this position until the timer beeps. There will be no talking, no moving, and you are to think about why you are standing here.” I could hear him turning the timer, but he didn’t tell me how long it was set for. Placing it on the counter to my right I couldn’t see it, but I heard the ticking.
Edward moved around the room and then a chair nosily slid along the floor letting me know he had sat back down. After standing there for several minutes I was sure of a few things. One Edward was watching me, two the blush that was on my face had spread throughout my whole body, and three when this was over I was definitely going to need a good fucking.
Because I could feel the heat rising in my body, and I wasn’t sure if it was from the attention or the humiliation, but either way the moisture was gathering between my thighs. I tried to think about something else other then Edward’s gaze on me or the way that was making me feel, but I couldn’t. The warmth between my legs was growing to an uncomfortable level and my clit was literally throbbing.
Holy Fuck!
I had to bite my lip to keep from whimpering and my internal muscles tightened involuntarily making me even more uncomfortable, all the while that damn timer ticked away. I took a deep breath closing my eyes and thought about what I did that caused me to be standing there. The way Edward spread my thighs with his elbows, slamming into me hitting that wondrous spot deep inside me.
Oh… I wanted to feel that again...NOW!
I must have moaned out loud because Edward admonished me. “No talking means complete silence.”
The sound of his stern voice did nothing to help me. My body was so worked up it was craving any kind of friction it could find and I had to will my thighs to stay still.
The chair slid across the floor and Edward moved to stand behind me, he was so close I could feel the heat of his body but he didn’t touch me. The thought came to me that he should teach this technique to the army as a way of making enemy prisoners talk because it was fucking torture.
Finally the timer dinged and I breathed out a sigh of relief. Edward’s chest pressed against my back as his hand snaked around my hip and up under the front of my shirt to the juncture between my thighs. I had to lean into his chest for support as his fingers swept through my drenched folds coming back up to rest on my clit where he starting tapping it with his finger.
“Ohhhh…” I cried out in pure need.
“My my Isabella…it would appear that I need to come up with a better punishment, because you seem to have enjoyed that.” The words sounded through my ears as my head rested against his shoulder, while the tapping continued.
“Oh please…please,” I tried to thrust my hips out but I was so close to the door there was nowhere to go. All I could do was whimper and implore him for release.
“Please let…please make me cum…pleeeaaseee…”
“Oh Isabella, I do like when you beg…” I could feel his hard on pressing into the small of my back. “Do you feel what you do to me?”
“Yes…I feel it,” I whimpered as his taps became more forceful, “pleeeeaaasssseee…” I pleaded.
“Answer me one question, were the orgasms still worth it?”
“Yesss…”
“Tell me they were worth it and cum Isabella,” His fingers ceased tapping instead rubbing over the nerve quickly making me scream.
“Yeeesssssss….they were worth it…”
My whole body felt the warmth of the tingle that was sent through me. I don’t know how I stayed on my feet or if Edward held me up, the only thing I knew was it felt so damn good I was numb. The next thing I was aware of was my back pressed up against the door, my thighs were wrapped around his hips and he was sliding inside me.
“Oh…yyyeeesssss…”
I pressed my back and head into the door and tightened my grip around Edward’s neck and held on while thrust his hips and grunted, “Fuck...you feel soooo good.”
My breathing became more erratic as I moaned with each breath that left my mouth. The pressure was building in my stomach and I knew there was no holding back. “pleasseee…pleeasssse…ah...make me cum…please?”
Edward continued the assault on my body groaning and panting out his own pleasure, the muscles in my stomach tightened and I was going to attempt to beg once more when he growled out, “Now!”
On the next stroke I closed my eyes and let the euphoria take me away as I rode out my orgasm. Edward wasn’t very long behind me yelling out my name and crushing his lips to mine. Our tongues moved against one another’s while we swallowed each other’s moans and heavy breaths. We were sweating, breathless and completely sated as his body pressed against mine, keeping me pinned to the door. My eyes flickered open to meet his and a huge smile formed on my face while I spoke through hushed breaths, “Yeah, it was so worth it.”
Edward laughed before kissing me once more. “Ah my Bella,” he whispered up against my lips before slipping out of me with a groan. “What am I going to do with you?”
Standing on my feet I looked up through my lashes into his eyes that were alight with amusement, “Love me. That’s all I want.”
The back of his hand ran down the length of my jaw, “I already do that.”
“Then I don’t need anything else,” my lips spoke the words against his before we kissed once more.
I could have stood there all day kissing Edward, and maybe having some more door banging sex, but he reminded me that the security people were coming. After letting Seth in we went upstairs to shower and dress.
Wrapped in towels I walked down the hall to my own room to get dressed. Edward came in just as I finished drying my hair; he had something in his hand. When I inquired what it was he told me it was the applicator to apply the bands on my nipples. I had forgotten that he wanted me to wear them as part of my Friday night preparations.
The applicator looked like a bulb syringe with a wide blunt tip. He showed me how to place the bands on and then had me practice. It didn’t take very long and by the third time I had the hang of it. He left it on my dresser since I would be sequestered in my room on Friday’s until I join him at six in the kitchen.
I was looking forward to this weekend even though there was a lot happening at the center, Edward could accompany me and we would have the evenings alone. Besides the following two weeks we would be away and even Forks became a better prospect with Edward along.
The thought of Forks reminded me to call Sue. She apologized for not returning my call last week, but apparently she had been able to get a hold of Kim. She agreed that we didn’t have much more time to wait and I should send out the invitations and we would figure out sleeping arrangements later. I told her about Edward’s offer to have people stay here if necessary; either way we would find room for everyone. I made a mental note to remember the invitations when I went to get my things from the house.
The doorbell rang as I was walking down the steps with Seth at my heels. Edward escorted a casually dressed man in his late fifties into the dining room. After being introduced to Jason I offered him something to drink then went to the kitchen to start a fresh pot of coffee. By the time it was finished and I had joined them he and Edward were already discussing the pros and cons of each system.
I assured Edward that he definitely wanted the one with a battery backup and preferably one that charged itself. He also wanted to make sure that he bought the system not rented it, that way it could be sold with the house and also if this particular company went out of business he would not have to pay to reinstall. We both listened to the specs for the security cameras and while Jason was talking I made another mental note to call my own company and have them installed.
The last thing Jason wanted to do was take a walk through the house to take measurements and to see the best places to mount the alarms. I cleaned up while Edward walked him around the house and out into the garage.
When they came down from upstairs I went up to get my bag ready to take for yoga class. When I came down the steps Jason was gathering all his paperwork together. Telling Edward that the technicians would be back tomorrow for installation. He shook my hand before leaving sneering at me in a way that made me uncomfortable. Edward cleared his throat but Jason just smiled at him and then half heartedly apologized.
After Jason was gone Edward’s solemn face turned toward me, “I’m sorry about that Bella, there is an entrance door in the back of the playroom, and I had to take him in there.”
Oh…now it made sense. I didn’t get to say anything because Edward sighed, “I could call and cancel the contract but no matter who comes out here, I’m afraid that they are all going to think the same way…”
“That I’m a whore and he could fuck me if he wanted to, probably with your approval.” I wasn’t angry with Edward or with Jason for that matter. To the general public that is the stereotype of a submissive woman, it is just rude to have it happen in your own home.
Edward smirked, “yeah, I’m sure that is what he thought…” I wanted to change the subject.
“So you are taking me out tonight for a big night on the town of grocery shopping. Then what’s the plan? Because I have another movie we could watch.”
Edward pulled me into his arms, “Is it scary?” I shook my head at him while he added, “Ok, we can get something easy for dinner …”
“SpaghettiOs …?” I suggested excitedly, while Edward’s face turned to one of horror.
“No…Bella, I don’t think SpaghettiOs is on your food list. We can however make real spaghetti.”
I sighed pouting, “It’s not the same thing.”
“I agree with you, it’s a thousand times better.” I knew I wasn’t going to win so I agreed with the regular spaghetti thene he kissed me goodbye and I left for the center.
Carol had her hands full at the center, a new client came in last night and she was trying to get her settled as well as working with the hotline volunteers. I went to introduce myself to the woman, who told me her name was Heather.
I couldn’t see any visible scars on her, but that didn’t surprise me, men always seem to know where to hit so that they are concealed. I didn’t want to bombard her with more questions, and I didn’t want to get a rapport with her when I was going to be gone for the next two weeks. I would wait for my ladies to come in and then let one of them be assigned to Heather.
Twenty minutes later I was laughing and joking with the girls while drinking coffee and eating the brownies that Sherry had brought in. We were all catching up talking about each other’s lives and what was happening at the center. The major topic of conversation was my daring rescue of Sally, the addition of Carlisle to the staff, and of course my love life.
Apparently the women who live at the center have been talking quite a bit about my ‘dancing partner’ and they all seem very interested in meeting him. I was beginning to rethink having Edward accompany me to the events this weekend. Although, if I did that their curiosity would only increase and then Lord only knows how they will act when they finally did meet him.
While we were cleaning up Jean pulled me to the side telling me she would work with Heather. I was glad about that, Jean herself was a survivor and does really good work. Before we left I reminded them that I would be away but that I could be reached on my cell in case of emergency. I stopped by Carol’s on my way out to say good-bye and let her know Jean was going to be talking to Heather.
Carol looked up from the paperwork on her desk, “How are you doing girl? You look a lot better then you did.”
I sat down across from her, “I’m good, much better thank-you.”
“Good. Oh and by the way you were right, Carlisle’s wife Esme is a lovely woman.” I smiled then asked the question that I have been wondering about.
“When did she sign up to volunteer?”
Carol thought for a second. “Two maybe three weeks ago, it was right after Mother’s Day. She actually has some background in this field.”
“You mean with Fund Raising?” I knew Esme headed charity balls but I got the feeling Carol was talking about something else, whatever it was she wasn’t giving anything away.
“Well now Miss Bella, you have your confidentiality and so do I.”
I smiled smugly, “But I have access to inside information.”
Carol leaned forward and smiled, “Do you honestly think he is going to use his mother as pillow talk?”
I gasp in shock then giggled, “You know that’s not all we do and we have real conversations.”
She sat back in her chair, “Such a pity, wasting a man like that on talking!” the word left her mouth like it was something dirty and then she laughed. Between the words and the sour look on her face I couldn’t help but laugh with her.
“What’s so funny?” Gail was standing at the door but I didn’t get a chance to answer before Carol’s face became serious once again while she explained.
“Oh Gail, our wayward girl here, she’s wasting part of her dance card on having conversations.”
Gail got a confused look on her face as she sat down in the other chair. “What?..”
I was going to explain but I didn’t get a chance to because Gail looked me in the eye before she went on “…Bella, take the advice of someone who is older and wiser. There will be plenty of time for talking when he’s wrinkly and can’t get it up …”
Oh my god! She did not just say that?
“Or keep it up!” Carol interrupted while Gail commented, “that too.”
She turned back to my stunned face before continuing “The point is, now is the time to be Dancing the Night Away” As she said the words Gail’s shoulders moved like she was dancing while Carol laughed and I giggled.
“Oh my word…you two are terrible!” I added with a giggle and standing up I said good-bye, going to my office while they continued to talk.
As I was leaving loud laughter came from Carol’s area and I shook my head smiling because I knew they were continuing their sex talk and I hoped they behaved themselves not embarrassing me too much over the weekend. I couldn’t fault them, they were women and I knew they only wanted to see me happy.
After yoga I didn’t change back into my regular clothes and when I pulled into Edward’s driveway there was a white delivery truck taking up the majority of space. I thought maybe somehow the security company was able to come out early to do the installation but when I went in the house Edward and two other men were coming down the stairs.
The two strangers smiled in greeting while Edward pulled me in for a hug. “Hey babe, give me a second,” Edward then opened his wallet handing each man a bill before showing them to the door.
“Come on” he took my hand pulling me up the stairs and into his room where against the wall by the bathroom door was my new high boy dresser.
“How did you get it here so fast?” I knew how long it takes to get a delivery
“They had it in stock and I paid extra for speedy delivery.” I turned my head to look at him.
“Does this mean I don’t get my own room anymore? How am I going to tell you to go Fuck yourself?” It sounded silly but I didn’t know how it was going to work, Edward grinned wrapping his arms around my waist.
“Something tells me, that if you need to tell me that it won’t matter what room we are in…” then he added with a fair warning, “…just don’t do it during our usual.”
I twisted in his arms to face him, placing a kiss on his chin, “Well…thank you. It will be nice to have my own clothes in here. But seriously how will it work?”
The whole idea behind my room was to have a place where I could go for some down-time. I thought about Jane and what she said about her room and how it was her choice to give it up. I didn’t want to give up the one place where I could go to unwind or be free from all the rituals and protocol.
“I was thinking on Wednesdays and Fridays you come home to retreat to your room as we had discussed. During the rest of the weekend we could add another safe-word that would tell me you need some down time…”
“What word?”
Edward smiled looking down into my eyes.
“It’s your word…you decide.” I thought for a second but nothing came to mind, Edward must have seen my dilemma. “You have until tomorrow night to tell me Bella.”
Edward released his hold on me, “As I was saying, you will still use your room on the weekends, because remember, you sleep in my bed by invitation and consent.”
Oh yeah I had forgotten that, probably because the only time I slept in my bed Edward was with me, but I suppose it is always a possibility. In any case I didn’t want to give up my room or the freedom it represented, not now and probably not ever.
I loved Jane, she was becoming a dear friend and confidant, but personally I didn’t understand how she could give up so much of herself. I knew that people lived in a twenty-four seven relationship but I also knew it was not for me. I don’t even think I would enjoy trying something like that out.
The thought of Jane made me remember my conversation with her yesterday and the fact that I had not cataloged it in my journal. She had said something about using my journal as a reference; I didn’t understand what she meant by that so I would have to make a point to have her clarify.
“Are you ready to go?”
I nodded then asked, “Can we stop by my house first, so I get the stuff to fill this bad boy,” I patted the top of the dresser.
Walking around my house there wasn’t much I needed other than clothes. Edward helped pack up the two suitcases then I took some personal items from the bathroom, tampons, a few medications that I have on hand and some hair clips. Looking around my bedroom the only thing I wanted was a few personal pictures and my jewelry box. The last things I took were the invitations along with my address book, my passport and the envelope that contained the papers from my mother’s estate.
I ended up throwing out all the perishables in the refrigerator, and Edward eyed me when I took the two cans of SpaghettiOs out of the cupboard. “I like them and it’s good for a quick lunch.”
While I got a few more items for Seth he picked up the can reading the nutrition label. I was waiting for the comment to come but Edward just shook his head and put the can back in the bag. It felt strange locking up my house knowing that I would not be back for at least two weeks. Edward wanted me to change the code for the locks, but I drew a blank as to what sequence to use so I decided that would wait.
I had shopped with Edward before, however at the time I was busy getting my own things. So although I knew that he only got what was on his list, I hadn’t really noticed that he examines every item for dates and content. It was getting frustrating because all I cared about was if my coupons were any good. He didn’t understand my need for chocolate chip cookie dough and I didn’t understand his need for organic eggs.
“It’s the way the chickens are cared for Bella.”
That didn’t make any sense to me.
“The egg still comes out of its ass; they can’t do anything to the egg. I think it’s all a conspiracy to be able to charge twice as much for the same damn eggs.”
We had to agree to disagree on that point because we were definitely at an impasse. Edward refuses to buy meat from the grocery store, so I was surprised when he picked a huge Oven Stuffed Roaster.
“That’s a big chicken, are you going to feed an army?”
“No not an army, but we are having company on Monday for dinner and I thought the chicken would be a good choice.”
“You can’t go wrong with chicken, but who is coming?” That was the first I’d heard of guests coming and I don’t remember seeing it on the calendar, so when he didn’t answer right away I started to worry and then asked, “Do I know them?”
“Yes you do. Aro and Jane are coming. He wants to go over everything for Emmet and me before we go away so that it’s done and he goes on vacation.”
“Oh…so are Emmett and Rose going to be there too?” Edward nodded and I asked, “and when were you going to tell me this?”
“I just found out earlier today, I would have let you know or at least wrote it on the calendar.”
I started thinking about what would go good with the chicken and thought about Sue’s corn pie, it was easy to make and everyone liked it, so I suggested it to Edward. He had never heard of it but was willing to try, so while we were there I got the things I would need along with the ingredients for turtle pie.
As we were unloading the cart, Edward got a worried look on his face that I didn’t understand. He finally stopped what he was doing coming close to me. “Bella, I don’t want to argue about who pays for what and I don’t want you to feel kept. So I’ll pay this time and you pay the next, is that acceptable?”
I looked into his worried eyes and smiled, “that’s fine.”
Edward gave me a quick kiss before we went back to finish what we were doing. I watched him unloading the produce and toilet paper and when everything was on the belt I had a moment to think about what he had just said. I knew it seemed like a simple concept and yet the gesture behind it meant more to me then he could ever know.
The other day I was an irrational female screaming at him about not being his whore or a woman who was so destitute that she needed to be taken care of. Edward not only took my outrageous behavior in stride he also took my words to heart. My feelings were important to him; I was a person who deserved his respect, not just the woman he fucked. As the thoughts ran through my mind I smiled to myself because once again our see-saw was balanced.
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