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I hope you enjoy the chapter and I'll see you at the bottom.
Okay, I couldn't wait until 8. :D
Valentine's Day...One Year Later
Okay, Bella. I thought, giving myself a mental pep talk. You can do this. You're just going to open that door and step inside. From there, you know what to do. You look hot and he loves you. He's not going to think bad of you. Just do it, open the door.
I took a moment to breath deeply and find the confidence I would need before I opened the door and stepped inside.
Carlisle looked up from his desk immediately, his expression quickly going from surprise to worry. I wondered briefly what look he saw on my face, but his first question told me it wasn't what I was trying to go for.
"Isabella, is everything alright?" he asked, standing up.
"Everything's fine," I said as I locked the door behind me. "I just needed to show you something."
"Okay," he said sitting back down. "I would have been home soon though."
"I know," I said, taking a step forward and reaching up to the buttons of my jacket. As I started to slowly undo them I continued, "But this is something that I need to show you here. Although, it could be considered more of a fantasy than a need."
Thankfully, he was a smart man and picked up on what I was saying right away. I watched as he swallowed hard before he leaned forward, propping his elbows on his desk.
"Well, in that case, who am I to stop you." he said as his eyes darkened and his tongue came out to swipe along his bottom lip.
Smiling, I popped the last button and let my coat fall open revealing the slightly skimpy, red and green plaid bra and panty set underneath.
"Jesus," he breathed as his eyes greedily took me in.
"Is this okay?" I asked as I shrugged out of my coat.
"The only thing not okay is that you're too far away. Come here, Isabella." he said, once again leaning back in his chair.
He didn't have to tell me twice, and I quickly moved around his desk. I started to straddle his lap, but he stood and swiped a hand across his desk, knocking almost everything to the floor. His hands gripped my hips lifting me up to sit in front of him, as his lips found mine.
My arms and legs wrapped around him, bringing him closer as our kiss became more frantic. His hands roamed my sides, my legs, and my back before he cupped my ass holding me tightly against him.
His mouth moved from mine to trial a line of kisses down my neck. My back arched, and I groaned as his tongue dipped in the hollow at the base of my throat. God, he was good at this and a master at the rest.
"This needs to come off, Isabella," he said against my skin as he kissed along the line of my bra.
"Then take it off, Carlisle," I breathed, dropping my head back as his tongue dipped under the fabric.
He made a sound low in his throat before pulling me up straight, and removing my bra. He gave me a kiss in the middle of my chest before laying me back against the desk and removing my panties as well.
"God, you're beautiful," he whispered, staring down at me.
I smiled and used my heels to push him closer. "You're wearing entirely too many clothes, Carlisle." I said as his hands propped him up above me.
"Let's see if I can remedy that dilemma then." He said.
I couldn't help but stare as he stood back up and removed his clothes. He was still the hottest man I'd ever seen and I was so thankful he was mine.
Once his pants slid down his legs he leaned back over me, drawing me into a deep kiss. His hands supported the back of my head, as my arms and legs wrapped around him.
He reached down briefly to line himself up and then he pressed forward, filling me completely and causing a sigh of contentment to escape past my lips. It was always like this, and I never wanted it to change.
As he slowly started to move, I broke the kiss to drop my head back against his desk. There was no denying his want for me, it was there in every thrust of his hips and the way his eyes watched me. And I knew he could see the same in my eyes as I watched him. Our bodies fit perfectly together, always giving us the release we craved.
With one hand flat against the desk, he wrapped the other hand around my back to press us close. His movements grew in speed until all I could feel was blinding pleasure. The coil wound tighter and tighter, letting me know that soon it would snap and push me over the edge.
Knowing I was close, I pulled his face down to mine and let my mouth silently tell him everything he needed to know.
He groaned into my mouth and dropped his full weight on me, letting me feel every inch of him as he continued to move inside me. Moments later, a cry of pleasure broke though the panting breaths as I found that sweet ending. A few more thrusts and he was following me into the abyss.
As we came down from our high he rested his forehead against mine. His eyes closed briefly before he opened them again and looked down at me with a smile.
"Happy Valentine's Day," he said.
"Happy Anniversary," I said back.
He chuckled before emitting a groan and pushing himself up. I sighed as he slipped from my body and the feeling of emptiness that followed.
He helped me to sit up and then reached down to pull his pants on, handing me my panties as well.
"Thank you," I said as I slipped them on and then looked around for my bra.
He found it first and helped me slip it on before pulling his shirt on and doing up the buttons.
I slid off his desk and glanced around, seeing the mess he'd created. As I started to bend down to pick things up he stopped me with a hand on my elbow.
"Leave it," he said. "I'll come in early Monday to clean it up."
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"Positive," he said, leaning over and giving me a kiss. "Because all I want to do now is take you home and lock ourselves inside for the rest of the weekend."
Laughing, I nodded and said, "I like that idea."
He smiled and sent me around his desk to get my coat, as he grabbed his own from the hook behind him.
After making sure I was fully covered, he took my hand and led me out of his office.
Hours later, after celebrating our anniversary and Valentine's Day, and two more rounds of love making, I lay propped up on his chest and watched him sleep. I couldn't help it though. It was times like this, when everything was quiet that my mind wandered to the past year and the amazing and unexpected changes in my life.
Sometimes, I still couldn't believe that I was where I was now. Having Carlisle in my life, was the best thing that had ever happened to me. He was there when the Dean unexpectedly called me to his office the day after graduation to tell me that Ms. Cope had recommended me to take over running the library when she retired at the end of the next spring term. He was there when Ms. Cope didn't make it to the fall term, having suffered a massive stroke and passing away. He was there when I watched all of my friends, excluding Angela and Jasper, move away; jobs taking them to different places. He was my shoulder to cry on, my venting board when I had a bad day, and the person I couldn't wait to talk to when I had a good one. He was all I could have asked for and more. And I couldn't be happier.
And there was no doubt that he felt the same because he told me often.
Of course, while we were happy not everyone was, at least not at first.
My dad's reaction had been my biggest worry, and he hadn't disappointed in the anger department. It had taken many assurances from myself, Angela, Carlisle, and most of my other friends before he would believe that Carlisle hadn't used his status to take advantage of me. He'd finally come around though and now I sometimes think he likes Carlisle better.
Professor Platt had also been a small issue, threatening to go to the Dean and showing just how jealous she was. She tried to tell me how he couldn't possibly care if he was on a date with her the night before. When I told him what she said, he swore up and down that the night before the ball had not been a date, but a meeting between co-workers. I believed him, as the unmistakable truth was in his eyes and voice. It had taken heated words between them on more than one occasion before she finally backed off.
And then there were those few students who liked to make snide comments here and there, but they soon grew tired of not getting a reaction and moved on to other things.
The only one who had surprisingly not been a problem was Edward. The threat of speaking to people who had the potential to ruin his attendance at school, seemed to be the only thing that got through his thick skull. He never did make it to speak to the Dean and he'd stayed away from me after that, even sometimes going out of his way to avoid me. Last I'd heard, he met some girl at Comic-Con who appreciated all he had to offer.
We didn't let any of the negativity have any bearing on our relationship though. Just like we didn't let our age difference, or the fact that I was his former student be an issue. We stayed positive and used the connection we had to guide us through life. Like when we first said 'I love you' to each other, or when we moved in together four months ago. And one day when it all led to him getting down on one knee and asking me to be his wife I wouldn't hesitate to say yes, because I couldn't imagine my life without him beside me.
I smiled at that last thought and leaned down to kiss his chest. My movement caused his eyes to open and find mine, a sleepy smile spreading across his face.
As his hand came up to run down my naked back, he asked, "Everything okay?"
"Everything is perfect," I said, sliding up further to nestle my head against his shoulder.
One arm wrapped fully around me, holding me tight to his side as he hummed in agreement and took my hand in his placing it on his chest just over his heart.
"I love you," he whispered.
"I love you, too," I whispered back as I closed my eyes and let myself finally fall to sleep.
Well, that is it. I hope you guys enjoyed the ending. Thank all of you for reading and for all the reviews you gave me. I appreciate each and every one of them.
A Picture of Bella's outfit in FB group.