Hey guys. I am incredibly sorry I haven't updated in over a year. I've been writing here and there but now that I have school and a job, I have been so busy. College is a lot harder than I thought it would be. :p Anyway, I've had this on my computer for a good while now and I decided to give it to you all. Not sure how many of you are with me still. I know it's not much. But here's chapter 18. I promise smut is on it's way.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does. What I do own, however, is my imagination to make this story up.
I pulled back and rested my forehead on his. I cupped his face as we looked each other in the eyes. "I miss how that used to feel between us. Things changed and I'm sorry it had to work out that way. I'd still like to have Maria and my little girl as my own, but if in the future you want to visit, then we'll come to that when it presents itself. Everything will work out how it's supposed to be and I hope you and Tracy work out very well. The two of you need love." I spoke softly. I kissed him softly one last time before I pulled back.
"I'll see you around, Jake," I whispered.
"Goodbye, Bella," he whispered while walking backwards.
"Bye," I said as he turned around and ran off between the crowds waiting in line for an arcade game.
Feeling the events of the day come crashing down on me, my knees buckled underneath me and I started to fall before Jasper caught me and sent waves of calmness through me. We sat on a bench and he held me while I cried. The day was obviously ruined so a few minutes later we all headed back to the condo.
That night I lay in bed while Edward held me from falling apart. I couldn't believe the nerve of Jake coming to spy on me. He didn't have any right doing that and the fact that he was in the condo below us made it all the more worse. To think that every moment Edward and I had had been listened to and all the conversations to take things into my own hands were all listened to was embarrassing. He had probably been rolling on the floor laughing. Embarrassment didn't even come close to what I felt. The closest word to describe it would be mortification. I ignored thinking any further and fell asleep in Edward's arms from emotional exhaustion.
I woke up sometime later and noticed it was still dark outside the balcony and couldn't figure out what had awoken me. That was, until I felt a pair of lips at my neck. Edward's hands slid over my stomach and he shifted so his leg was between my thighs and he was leaning slightly over me. I gripped the sheets under me as his lips traveled up my neck and nibbled my ear lobe.
It was about then that I realized he was probably only doing this because of Jake and had nothing to do with his feelings. Edward rarely woke me up with kisses and caresses. His hand drifted up and brushed my breast before rubbing down my side again. He slid his hand under my shirt and cupped my breast and circled my nipple with his fingers. I moaned and arched into his hand as he pinched and rolled my nipple between his fingers while sucking down my neck. When he started to raise my shirt, I pushed on his chest. "Edward. No."
He lifted his head, eyebrows scrunched in confusion. "What do you mean no?" He asked.
"I really just want to sleep. I don't feel in the mood to fool around," I explained. He arched his brow in question.
"So you're saying that this," he bent his head and licked and bit my now exposed nipple and I moaned before he lifted his head again, "doesn't get you in the mood? Because it sure sounds like you are more than willing to continue," he said and rocked his thigh into my heat. I panted as he lowered his head back to my nipple and continued to suck, lick, twist and bite while kneading the other with his unoccupied hand. The hand resting on my stomach started sliding down towards my heat and right before it slid beneath my waistband I shot out of bed. "I said no!" I yelled and stalked out of the room slamming the door.
Carlisle and Esme were on the couch in the living room. When I looked up they parted and Carlisle patted the spot between them. I curled up with my head on Esme's lap and my legs over Carlisle's. I was now freezing, frustrated, and furious along with a few other F-words. I watched Jasper come out of his bedroom to cover me with a blanket. I smiled at him as he sat down in front of the couch and grabbed my hand to send comfort through me. With Esme running her hands through my hair, Carlisle massaging my feet and Jasper's constant flow of sleepiness, I drifted off into a deep well needed sleep.
The next time I woke up it was around noon and Edward's lap was my pillow. The only way I knew this without opening my eyes was the fact that during the night I had rolled over so that I was facing the back of the couch. My face was buried in someone's crotch, a very hard crotch. That smelled of Edward's cologne. I scurried away from him almost hitting my head in the process.
Edward grabbed my hand and pulled me into his side. "I'm sorry, Bella. I was strung up on frustration and seeing you kiss someone else was unbearable to me. I couldn't stand it. I'm sorry I took it out on you and tried to make you do something you didn't want to. It won't happen again." He kissed my forehead.
"I was angry at you. After trying and trying to get you to make a move on me without avail and then the only time you give in is after Jake made fun of my sexual frustration. I felt like you were doing it because you felt bad for me," I explained.
"I know. And I honestly didn't even think you'd take it like that. I'm sorry. I really am."
"It's okay," I responded and snuggled into his side as we watched TV.