chapter 8

up her chest.

“Stop it! I still have to finish my column; I have to send it to Ben for approval first thing in the

morning!”

I mumble a string of profanities into her warm skin in between messy kisses, but stop when she

pushes lightly on my shoulders.

“Edward, I really mean it. Twenty minutes, then I'm all yours, okay?” I really don't want to move, but

I can't resist her when she smiles like this.

After a last kiss on her stomach I retreat to the other end of the couch again, and try to focus on the

show. I just close my eyes for a moment, but I must have dozed off, as the TV is off and the lights are

dimmed when I open them again. I'm instantly grumpy that my insane job has once again cost me a

nice evening romp on the couch, but then I feel warm lips running over my abs and, belatedly. look

down.

During my slumber one of my legs must have slipped off the couch, and now Bella is kneeling on the

floor before me, her hands on my thighs while she's kissing wet lines down my lower stomach. When

she feels me stir, she briefly looks up and grins at me before she goes back to tickling me with her

tongue.

I'm still wondering if I should draw her back up onto the sofa, when she reaches into my boxer briefs,

and the next moment her mouth is hot and wet around my cock. I groan loudly and sink back onto the

couch, my dick screaming at me not to interrupt her. Not that I intend to. Her lips and tongue just feel

too good on me.

She hums contently when I groan in bliss, which of course makes me even harder. Her hand wraps

around my cock and she starts stroking me in turn with sucking, and I'm in heaven. Her hair tickles my

thigh and I brush it away, but my fingers remain in her soft tresses – not holding her head or anything,

but just feeling the silky texture on my fingertips.

Within minutes she has me groaning and panting in pleasure and the urge to hold her in place and fuck

her mouth resurfaces but, for once, I let her set the pace and am content with enjoying myself and

watching her work.

I'm used to my subs knowing how to please me that way, but the fact that Bella really enjoys fellatio

is indescribable. Even now her eyes are dark with lust as she gazes up at me, before she intensifies

her efforts until she wears down my restraint.

I come in her mouth with a long drawn out moan, my orgasm that much stronger when she takes all of

me in when she feels me coming, her lips sealed around the base of my cock. When I'm spent she

keeps licking at my head long after all the jizz is cleaned up, and for a moment, I wonder if I can get it

up again soon. I'm even a little disappointed when Bella pushes my dick back into my underwear, but

then she's crawling onto me, and I don't really care anymore. My hands are at the back of her head when I draw her close to me, hungrily kissing her mouth. She

tastes all like her with just a trace of my spunk and I decide that I want to spend the rest of the night

just exploring her mouth.

Bella moans against my lips contently while her fingers knead my sides, and long before I'm ready to

let her go, she pulls away and rests her head on my shoulder.

“Thought that would wake you up again.”

I laugh as I stroke her back gently.

“You always have that effect on me.” I kiss her hair, then add, “Sorry that I fell asleep. Long day.”

“Don't worry; at least I don't have to feel bad that my promised half hour turned out to be two hours.

Plus, I love watching you sleep. You make the cutest of noises when I tickle your neck.”

Her words make me laugh and I would smack her ass for that if I weren't so languid right now. I still

feel like I should do something so I let my fingers drift lower and into the back of her sweats. That

thong is really just a thin string of fabric that disappears between her ass cheeks and I bother myself

with following its path for a while until I slip my fingers underneath it to caress her skin. Bella's

warm breath against my neck picks up when I skim lower but, before I can reach any vital parts of her

anatomy, she stretches her body, not quite incidentally knocking my arm away.

“Don't start anything you don't intend to follow up on. I'm too tired to go to bed frustrated now.”

“Who says I'm just making empty promises?”

She laughs softly before she scoots back a little, straddling me as she sits down on my thighs close to

my knees, smiling at me.

“You were barely awake enough to enjoy me giving you a blow job; you don't seem up to fucking my

ass right now.”

I don't know if I should be offended by her words, or if she's just trying to goad me into action, but

there's no fire in her eyes, so I guess she's just stating the obvious.

“I was, but now I'm awake, thanks to your very talented mouth.” Months ago she would have blushed,

now she's just grinning at my praise.

“Well, if you're that taken by my mouth, wait until you see what my pussy can do for you.”

Of course my cock stirs at her words and I groan, and Bella chuckles at my reaction.

“Yeah, poor Edward, really, always pestered by your nympho of a girl!” I can't let that remark slide,

so I grab her and push her down onto her back on the couch, crouching over her as I sneer. She laughs,

and I stifle the sound by plunging my tongue into her mouth, kissing her hard and deep until laughter

turns to needy moans. My fingers dig into her hips as I hold her down, then I shift my body so I can grip the back of her neck with one hand, and push the other into her sweats.

No surprise, she's wet and her thong is soaked, and her back arches up underneath me when I drag her

panties aside and thrust two of my fingers into her. Her hands push against my shoulders, urging me

off her, but I'm not ready to let her go yet. So I catch her wrists with the hand that was on her neck and

press them into the couch over her head, while I keep fucking her with my fingers. She's writhing

underneath me now, her hips pressing against my hand, all signs of struggle gone. My thumb finds her

clit, and I feel her clench around me. I speed up my efforts, and she's coming, her lips still smashed

against mine.

I withdraw my fingers from her hot pussy and move off her a little, but still keep her hands pinned.

Bella is panting hard, her eyes drooping closed, but open wide as she watches me lick her juices off

my fingers. I love how she tastes, and for a moment I even contemplate making her come again with

just my mouth. But then I remember my talk with Beth today, and decide to postpone any further

attempts to make Bella scream until later.

She looks a little disappointed when I let go of her and lie down on the couch, but she's only too

happy to shimmy around until she's partly lying on my chest. We kiss some more, but I think she feels

that my heart's no longer fully into it.

“Why do I think that the next words out of your mouth are the ominous 'we need to talk'?”

I laugh at the suspicion in her voice and gently kiss her again to make sure that my intentions are not

driven by any sense of guilt or unease.

“You know me too well, Swan.”

“Oh, now we're on last name basis, gotta be something important.”

“Depends.”

“On what?”

I shrug and pull her even closer, my hands back in her hair.

“How important you want it to be.”

“Just spit it out, Cullen, before I die of anticipation here.” I laugh as she's all relaxed against me, a

warm, content body stretched alongside my own.

“I talked to Beth today.”

“And?”

“And she gave me shit because I'm keeping you from her and the others.

Apparently. Not that I think I ever actively did that, but, you know.” Bella's chuckling into my chest, before she turns her head and places a gentle kiss onto my chin.

“I'm all yours, you know? And yours to keep away from anyone else.” My heart clenches at her

words, and that twisted mix of melancholy and endless happiness zooms through me. Just mine,

always mine, just as I'm hers.

Of course I can't go all sappy on her, even though I partly want to, but she's in a playful mood now

that she's satisfied, and I don't really want her to tease me for spilling my guts.

“Oh, you are, but wanna know what's even more fun than locking you up here and having my wicked

way with you? Parading you in front of others and showing them firsthand what they are missing, and

what I have every day.”

She's silent for a moment, and I wonder what she thinks I'm implying here.

I'm close to panicking when she frowns for a second, but then her forehead is smooth again, a light

smile on her lips.

“What is this all about?”

I decide to just spill it, I can always tease her tomorrow, right now I should go easy on her if I want

her to be comfortable with the idea.

“Beth is having a play party in three weeks. Wanna go there with me?” I expect the frown to come

back, but Bella's smile stays, even though she hesitates for a little while.

“I guess.”

“You guess? Doesn't sound too good.”

Now she's sneering, but it's a playful sneer.

“Seriously, you, me, a room full of people who're likely to be okay with any kind of PDA you come

up with, I wonder if I'll get brain damage from blushing.”

Her accusation makes me laugh, but I hold myself back after a moment when Bella in fact scowls at

me. I bring my hands up in a defensive gesture, trying to pacify her as I mimic taking an oath.

“I solemnly swear, I will behave myself and only grope you when you want me to.”

“See, that's the problem!”

“What's the problem?”

She sighs, exasperated.

“Edward, I always want you to grope me! Well, maybe not in front of your parents, but you know