!/N Brand new outtake, finally! Taste is about to wrap up so hopefully I'll have the rest of these fairly soon :) I thank you for your patience and hope you enjoy this little B&E lemon after all the funeral heartfail!
Sacrificial Lamb Chapter 38 Outtake: New York City
"Love, are you ready yet? You know the show starts at eight." When had my wife become such a girly girl? She'd been holed up in the bathroom for the last hour and the only peep I'd heard out of her during that time was when she told me she was getting ready. I was starting to wonder if Alice had stowed away in our luggage and was holding her hostage in the luxurious bathroom. I wouldn't put it past her.
"I'm almost done," she called. I ran my hands through my hair and straightened my already immaculate suit for the thirty-seventh time. I didn't want Bella to miss a minute of Guys and Dolls and navigating the city traffic was never easy. Though of course we could run but I was sure Bella wasn't wearing something conducive to running and…
"Ready," she said, opening the door. I turned, ready to ask her what had taken so incredibly long but one look at her and every word I knew flew out of my head.
"Bella." It was all I could manage.
She bit her lip and eyed me nervously. "Do I look okay?"
Okay? What kind of question was that? There were no words for how she looked. I shook my head and her face fell, which jarred me out of my stupor. I pulled her to me and kissed her, trying to convey without words what I thought of her.
She pulled back and let out a little giggle. "I take it that you like it then." She was in a dark green silk dress, cut low to accentuate her perfect breasts. Her hair fell in loose tendrils over her luminous skin, most of it was piled on her head but the strands tumbling down just begged me to wind them around my fingers. She wore the diamond key pendant I'd given her at Christmas and dark green stones twinkled in her ears. Her golden eyes shone with love and happiness. She was a goddess and she was mine.
I kissed her again and then gave her the words that had failed me. "You look stunning. Exquisite. Extraordinary. Far too beautiful for human consumption. I may have to keep you here for the night. There are three bedrooms in this suite after all."
Bella laughed and whirled away from me, the dress flaring out at her movement. Venom welled up at the sight length of leg revealed by her movement. "You're positively indecent, love. Do you know what every man will be thinking when they get a look at you?"
She shook her head in obvious denial of my words. She still hadn't a clue of just how gorgeous she truly was. I captured her smiling lips with mine again and she kissed me for far too brief a moment before pulling back. "Weren't you the one getting all worked up about being late? We'd better get going."
"Evil woman! You're not even going to let me touch you before you go out looking like that and letting me get assaulted by every man's desire for you?"
She licked her lips and gave me a seductive smile that had every part of my body on alert. "I would have, if you hadn't complained about us being late. Now you'll just have to wait to get your hands on me."
I moved toward her and she backed away until she ran into the wall. I caged her in, my arms on either side of her. "I can make you want to stay." I bent and nipped at her neck. She sighed softly and tilted her head to give me better access. I sucked gently on the graceful curve of her neck and ran my teeth over her milky white skin. She let out a moan and her hands wound around my waist. I chuckled in triumph against her throat.
"And I can make you move," she said and the next thing I knew I was backing up while she pulled a long black coat on.
"I hate your power," I told her sulkily as I grabbed my wallet and walked back over to her, now that she was allowing me to do so.
"That's not what you said yesterday, and this morning, and on the way here and in the elevator and…"
"Yeah, yeah, I know. But that was awfully cruel, Mrs. Cullen."
She gave me a sexy smile as she walked into the elevator. "I'll make it up to you, Mr. Cullen."
I took her hand in mine and brought it to my lips. "I'll look forward to that."
"Me too. Now show me New York City."
So I did. I did my best to ignore the loud thoughts that hit me as soon as the elevators opened on the ground floor of The Plaza Hotel. Several men stopped to stare and one of the bellhops actually ran into a wall with his luggage cart because his eyes were too busy moving over my wife's body to be bothered to notice things like walls. Bella, of course, was completely oblivious, smiling happily and chattering happily about the show we were about to see.
With Bella's arm tucked through mine, we made our way out front and into the limo that I had waiting to drive us to Broadway. I gritted my teeth when the driver did a double take at the sight of Bella and immediately pictured her naked on his bed. I didn't want to ruin the night by acting like a jealous husband but it was going to be difficult when she looked so incredible. Bella leaned against me and my irritation melted at the feeling of her in my arms. No matter what they all thought, it was me she'd wanted, me she'd married.
I ran my nose along her cheek and she smiled up at me. "Thank you for bringing me here, Edward. I've always wanted to see New York."
"We'll do Central Park tomorrow, before going to Radio City. And anything else you want to do. The weekend is all yours."
"What I truly want to do is spend some time alone with you. It doesn't seem like I get enough these days."
I loved that she felt the same way that I did. "No, maybe not, sweetheart, but you've been learning and training. I understood, even though I missed you."
She kissed me again, soft and sweet and full of promise. "Once everything is behind us, we'll have to take a longer vacation, just the two of us."
"I love the sound of that." She was a woman after my own heart.
The limo pulled up in front of The Triumph Theater and as soon as the door opened I alighted and held out a hand to Bella. The driver didn't get the honor of touching her. "We'll see you at eleven," I told him, effectively dismissing him and his sordid thoughts of my wife.
Bella took my hand and we walked up the stairs, entering the old theater together. We were immediately transported back into a different era, with the bright red, lush carpet, gold tapestries and fancy hanging chandeliers. Bella gasped and looked around with delight.
"It's just like I imagined it! Thank you for bringing me!" She kissed me and I smiled at her enthusiasm.
"It's my pleasure, love. We've got balcony seats, so we have to go upstairs." I pointed to the sweeping staircase that arched down on either side of us. She grinned and walked up them gracefully, despite the thin black heels she was wearing. I chuckled and she glanced at me.
"I was just thinking that not so long ago, I would have had to carry you up these stairs in order to make sure that you didn't trip and break yet another limb or two."
She chuckled and raised a brow. "Too bad all these people are around, or else I could show you just what fantastic balance I have now." I groaned as my body reacted to her suggestive words.
"You are trying to kill me."
She shook her head. "Not possible! I am trying to give you something to think about before we get back to the hotel."
I shook my head and tugged her toward our box seats after we got to the top of the stairs. We were in the front balcony and I'd purchased a whole box so Bella would be more comfortable. She was still just under four months old, despite her wonderful training and immaculate control, I figured having a little space to ourselves was for the best. Plus, I could get a little revenge for all the teasing she was doing. It was win/win either way.
We moved into our seating area and Bella removed her coat. I heard someone choke from behind us and immediately was bombarded by his thoughts. Oh man, she is slammin! Look at that body. That ass is perfectly bitable. Wonder what she'd do if I reached over and took a nibble. I turned and glared at the twenty-something idiot leering at my wife. He blanched and shrank back into his seat under the heat of my gaze. God, you'd think he could hear me or something. He should be honored that his girlfriend is so damn hot.
I was honored that my wife was astonishingly beautiful but that didn't mean I liked the way he was mentally undressing her. I was thankful he hadn't seen her from the front because she was even more stunning from that view. Just then she turned to set her coat on her chair and he took a deep breath. Holy crap, she's hot! I want to hit that."
I wanted to hit him, hard, but I could hardly do that over his thoughts. Maybe he would be stupid enough to touch her, and then I could justify it, right? Sadly, no, Bella would get mad and I'd risk exposure. I couldn't fault the boy his taste at any rate and he wasn't alone. Thoughts all around me were filled with how beautiful my wife and I were. Some were clean and harmless, others not so much. I just had to let it go.
Bella reached up to touch my face and as always, I responded to her touch, leaning into her soft hands and smiling down at her. "I love you." I just felt the need to say that.
Her eyes shone and she smiled brightly. "I love you, too." She pressed her lips to mind and behind us all I heard were sighs and some jealousy and envy. Envy away, she's all mine. I broke our kiss eventually and sat, tugging Bella down next to me and wrapping my arm around her. They're stunning. I wonder where he found her? I want one. I want both of them; wonder if they're into threesomes. I shuddered and did my best to shut my mind off.
"What's the matter, Edward?" Bella asked, reaching up to push my hair out of my face.
"You're entirely too beautiful, my love. People's thoughts are…disturbing." That was the nice way to put it.
She shook her head and kissed my cheek. "I'm sure just as many are of you, my handsome husband. You're just letting the ones about me disturb you more."
I smirked and rolled my eyes. "No, sweetheart, trust me, the ones about you are far worse."
Bella pursed her lips. "Want me to do anything about it?" I smiled, loving the thought of her unleashing her power on these people, erasing us from their minds, but really, it wasn't worth it.
"No, love, it's alright. They're harmless I guess. They just drive me a little crazy."
She kissed me again, longer and harder and again I heard envious thoughts all around us. "If you can't handle it anymore, you let me know. And if there's anyone I need to take care of, let me know."
I chuckled. "Well, that guy in the box behind us…maybe you could make him trip or spill his drink during intermission or something, if you're so inclined."
Bella giggled and rested her head on my shoulder. "I can do that for you. I won't even ask what he thought."
I growled softly and she kissed along the line of my jaw. "That bad? Well, forget about him. It's you I'm with, forever." Her words and her lips worked their usual magic on me and I felt all the tension leave my body. She always knew how to calm me. I rested my head against hers and waited for the show to begin.
"I hope you like it, love."
"I know I will."
And she did. Bella sat forward in her seat the instant the curtain came up and she forgot just about everything around her, with the exception of me, I guess, because she sent me the occasional smile or squeezed my hand. She barely even reacted when I put my hand on her knee and stroked my fingers along her silky dress, up her thigh. I didn't watch the show and couldn't tell anybody a thing about what I thought of it if they asked, other than to say that my wife loved it so I did too. Her rapt expression and delighted smile were etched in my mind forever.
We didn't bother with the fool behind us, or anyone else, choosing to stay in our seats, kissing and touching a little during intermission and then leaving the theater quickly after the show was over. I was in a hurry to get her back to our hotel room, because sitting beside her and staring for several hours, without being able to have her, had pushed me to the brink of my limits.
I ushered her back into the limo and the instant I was inside my lips were on hers, pushing her back into the seat as she laughed breathlessly and returned my kiss. "What brought that on?"
I groaned and slid my hands up her sides, letting my thumbs move over her breasts. "Sitting next to you, looking like that, in the dark for three hours, unable to touch you. I can't wait to get you back to the room."
She chuckled as she slid her arms around my waist. "What happened to all that self control you used to have around me? I used to have to beg you for even a kiss."
I frowned as I remembered all the times I'd pushed her away. "I'm sorry about that, love. I was just so afraid of hurting you. I didn't trust myself."
She smiled softly and kissed my nose. "I always trusted you. It's funny, husband of mine, that you always used to say that I didn't see myself very clearly, but neither did you."
"Your faith in me is what got us here, Bella. You were always stronger than I was. I can't begin to thank you enough for that. My life would be nothing without you."
Bella kissed me harder this time before pulling back. "That's sweet but I hate hearing something like that. You would have made it without me."
"Maybe, but I wouldn't have been happy. You are my life, Bella. I hate remembering my time without you and I hate thinking about what I'd do if I ever lost you again." My voice was desperate and I flashed back to that dark time without her, when I'd longed for the escape of death.
"You don't ever have to. I'm here, with you, forever." I looked into her golden eyes, so heated on mine and I let myself get lost there. She was my world.
"I just need to touch you."
She gave me a sexy smile. "You will, as soon as we get into our room."
Like magic, the car pulled up in front of the hotel and I had the door open before the driver could come around to let us out. I moved as quickly as I could while still keeping up my human façade as we made our way through the lobby and over to the elevators. I cursed myself as I waited for the private elevator to arrive. Of course I'd had to get the best, the Royal Plaza Suite. I hadn't thought of the logistics of having to wait to get my hands on my wife while awaiting the elevator and then riding up. Of course, I could take her in the elevator but I wanted more than that.
I fidgeted the whole ride up, while Bella watched me with laughing eyes and a smile on her lovely face. "What?"
"You're impatient. I find it amusing."
I slid my arm around her and pulled her close to my side. "Is that so?" Her eyes darkened and she licked her lips.
Just when I thought I wouldn't be able to take it anymore, the elevator doors opened and we were in our suite. I pulled her through the doors on our left and into the bedroom. Bella laughed at my eagerness as I yanked off my suit jacket and started to advance on her.
"This isn't our bedroom, though why you felt compelled to get a suite with three bedrooms when it was only the two of us is beyond me." She ran her fingers over the white silk bedding as her eyes watched my every movement.
I loosened my tie and pulled it off, tossing it over my shoulder as I advanced on her. "This was the closest bedroom, so that's why we're here. I'll have you know, I intend for us to make use of every single one of the three beds, as well as that long dining room table, the piano, the balcony, the elevator, and anything else that strikes our fancy. What do you think of that, Mrs. Cullen?"
Her eyes were completely black now and she reached out and grabbed me by the waistband of my black slacks and pulled me toward her. "What do I think, Mr. Cullen?" she purred, running her hands over the front of my white dress shirt. "I think we'd better get busy if we're going to do all that and still see the city." She gave a tug and the front of my shirt ripped open, sending buttons flying.
I gave a low growl and pulled her against me, my lips hard on hers as my hands moved over her body, sliding over the green silk, finally touching her the way I'd wanted to all night. Bella arched under my touch, pressing her breasts against my chest and burying her hands in my hair.
I could have gone on kissing her forever but I needed to see her. I pulled her zipper down and moved my hands over her back as I peeled the dress away from her body, my fingers lightly skimming over her silky skin. Bella's hands were busy down below, removing my belt and undoing my zipper. I felt my eyes roll back into my head as her hands moved over me and I hissed with pleasure.
I tugged the dress down her torso and swallowed a mouthful of venom as I took in the see-through, strapless black negligee she wore underneath the dress. "It's a good thing I didn't know what was going on underneath your clothes, love. We wouldn't have made it to the show."
She let out a breathless laugh as she slid my pants down my legs. "I wanted to give you another present."
I kicked my pants aside and shrugged out of my dress shirt before pulling off my undershirt. "I couldn't ask for anything better, love." I lightly traced the black lace that just barely covered her breasts and her head fell back in complete surrender. I pressed my lips to her neck, gently nipping at the skin there, scraping my teeth over her graceful throat as I pulled the dress down her body. She stepped out of it when she felt it hit the floor and kicked it across the room.
Her body was every man's fantasy, long, gorgeous white limbs, perfect curves covered with black lace, breasts that just begged to be touched and tasted…I had to swallow another mouthful of venom at just the sight of her. Her eyes were black with desire and her bottom lip stuck out in a little pout at my perusal. "Now who's impatient?" I asked, grinning at the sulky expression on her face.
"I just thought you wanted me," she murmured, her pout becoming more defined. I wanted to bite on that sexy lower lip.
I trailed my right hand along the curve of her left shoulder and she tilted her head to give me better access. "I do, love. I always, always want you."
She gave me a seductive smile and peered up at me through her lovely lashes. "Well then, what are you waiting for?"
"You wrapped my present so enticingly; I'm just taking my time enjoying the packaging." I kissed her softly and a low purr sounded in her throat as I continued to lightly trace my fingers down her arms.
"Suddenly you're Mister Slow…what happened to being so anxious we had to go into the nearest bedroom?" she demanded after I broke our kiss, moving down to move my lips over her jaw. She was right; of course, I was still physically craving her to the point that I thought my body would start shaking if I didn't have her soon. But she was just so stunning that I wanted to savor her. It was instinct warring with need, as always when it came to her.
Suddenly I knew exactly what I wanted and I smiled against her skin, pressing a kiss to her collarbone. "You want me to pick up the pace, love?"
Her hands moved over my back, pulling me closer to her. "Yes, you know I do," she said sulkily.
"Then make me." Her body jerked underneath my lips and she reached up and tugged on my hair so that I was looking up at her from my position just above her breasts.
A triumphant smile moved over her lips and she licked them again. "What a very good idea, Mr. Cullen."
Would you like to hear my orders, or should I surprise you? There was nothing in the world, beyond Bella herself, that I loved more than being able to hear her thoughts. I was already addicted to her mental voice and it had only been a few days since she'd given me that gift.
"I want to hear them," I told her, my voice a little rougher than usual.
She smirked. I thought as much. Take off your boxers. The thought entered my head and my hands moved without having to think about it. How I loved her power!
Her eyes moved over me hungrily and she made a little noise at the sight of me naked before her. I loved her reaction to me and knew it would always be this way. Carry me to the bed. I had her in my arms and walked over to the bed, holding her body tightly to mine. Lay me down. Then she was on bed and I was looking down at her, wanting her more than anything in the world. The black lace contrasted beautifully with her creamy skin. She was every man's dream and my reality. If I could weep tears of gratitude for that fact, I would.
Kiss me. My lips were on her, my body bent over, hovering above her, anxious to touch her but unable to do anything but what she asked of me. Her hands were on either side of my face, holding my lips to hers, kissing me back hungrily.
Lie on me, I want to feel your body against mine. I was on top of her on the bed, our bodies aligned perfectly, the only thing separating us that little nightie that was almost too delicious to remove. I continued kissing her and arms wound around my back, tight bands holding me to her.
Kiss my neck. I smiled as I moved my lips down, pressing my lips to that gentle curve of neck. She pushed her head back on the pillow, giving me full access to her throat. I kissed and nibbled my way over every millimeter of skin as she began to writhe and moan beneath me.
Touch me, please. Anywhere you want. You're in control now. Those words were incredibly sexy and they spurred me on. My hands streaked down her torso, cupping her breasts, running my fingers over her nipples. She arched off the bed and pushed herself against me. I smiled against her skin and nibbled along her left shoulder, down to her collar bone.
I pushed the thin black straps down both her shoulder, tracing my fingers over her skin lightly as she moaned softly. I tugged the nightgown down her body, revealing every inch of creamy skin almost torturously slowly, dragging out the delicious torture for both of us. "Edward," she whispered breathlessly and I pressed my tongue to the base of her throat, dragging it up her neck and nipping her chin before I recaptured her lips.
My hands continued to move over her body, removing that last barrier that remained between the two of us. She got impatient and moved to help me, ripping the nightgown off her body. Her now black eyes glittered up at me in an irresistible challenge. "You ruined your pretty gown, love," I mock scolded her, taking the damaged garment from her hands and frowning. "I was rather fond of that, you know."
"I have more," she told me and I didn't even try to keep the smile off my face at that. God bless Alice and her endless supply of lingerie for my wife. I'd have to buy her another car or something in thanks. I heard my cell phone buzz in my pants pocket, which thankfully was across the room and smothered a laugh against Bella's right shoulder. Alice was no doubt sending me her gift idea. It could wait though.
What couldn't wait was my impatient wife, who was moving her body wantonly against me and making it awfully hard to savor her like I wanted. The animal that I had been earlier was tamed, banked by the need to show my Bella just how much I loved and adored her. She was the impatient one now.
I made my way down her neck and watched her eyes get impossibly darker as I took her breast into my mouth, savoring the floral flavor that erupted on my tongue at the taste of her. Though her blood could no longer call to me, her skin was still the best thing I'd ever tasted. Everything about her still called to me from a place deep inside. Bella was truly my other half.
Her hands were in my hair again, holding me to her breast as I kissed and nibbled and swirled my tongue over her, exactly the way she liked. Her gasps and tugs on my hair spurred me on, as I moved to the other breast and gave it the same attention while my hands glided down her body, tracing circles on her hips before moving against her and stroking her firmly. She bucked against me then and I heard her chanting my name, both out loud and in her thoughts.
It was utterly intoxicating watching my wife come apart in my arms, those coal black eyes rolling back in her head as her neck arched toward me, inviting me to take a gentle bite, a nonverbal command with which I readily complied. Her hips pushed against my fingers as she let the pleasure take her away.
When she came down, I kissed her softly, enjoying the dazed look in her eyes and the beautiful, satisfied look on her face. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me back, the pressure of her mouth increasing as time went on. "More, love?'
She smiled and kissed my nose. "Always, Edward." How I loved her saying that word. Always. It fit us in a way that it didn't fit humans, though they used it all the time. The fact that my time with Bella was infinite made me, for the first time in way too many years of living, happy to be a vampire. As long as I could have always with her, it was a beautiful word to pulled me back to her and kissed me hard, her hands moving over my back, flexing against my muscles as she pulled me to her.
Like always, we fit perfectly, her legs snugly wrapped around mine as I slid inside her. Home, she thought and I cocked my head at her. She bit her lip sheepishly. When we're joined, I don't know exactly how to explain it but it feels like home to me. Comfortable and warm and just…right somehow. You know what I mean?
Trust her to be able to find the right words to describe us when I so often failed. I smiled at her and brushed the hair away from her gorgeous face. "I know exactly what you mean. You are my home, Bella. I love you, more than I ever thought possible."
Her face lit up like it always did when I said those words to her. I hoped that never changed either. "I love you, too."
And that was really all we needed. I linked my hands with hers, placing our hands on either side of her head and began to move slowly inside of her. Bella's hips moved in perfect rhythm with mine, our bodies coming together, our eyes and lips locked on one another's. She moaned and moved her hips faster and I knew she was close, so I increased my movement and watched her fall apart again, letting myself go with her.
We kissed softly for a time, before I moved behind her and pulled her into my arms, burying my face in her hair and breathing her scent deeply.
"This is a good vacation," she told me, tracing her thumb over our joined hands.
"We still have two whole days."
She laughed and looked at me over her shoulder, her hair cascading down her back. "Then we better get busy. You got this penthouse for a reason, didn't you?" She was out of my arms before I could blink, running naked from the room. "Catch me if you can."
Good vacation? Try the best vacation ever. I sprang from the bed and took off after my wife.