A/N: DRESS YOU UP IS UP FOR FIC OF THE WEEK AT THE LEMONADE STAND! I need your votes! Poll closes Wed! :)
Also, my hubs' story (The Man in the Long Black Coat) has been nominated. Go there and vote and check out the other stories!
www#tehlemonadestand#net (replace # signs with a .)
"Bella. Wake up."
I feel a tug on my arm.
"Ugh," I moan.
"Jesus Bella. Wake the fuck up."
I slowly open my eyes and sit up. Alice is at the end of the bed.
"Whoa. You look rough."
I flip her off and rub my eyes.
"What time is it?"
"Shhh! You'll wake everyone up."
"Alice. I am tired. I need more sleep. Go away."
"I need to go run or something. I've got too much..." She waves her hands in the air. "Too much joojoo. Jasper won't touch me in my parents' house. I need to exhaust myself, somehow, without sex. I need to sweat."
I fall back onto the bed and cover my face with the pillow. "You and your joojoo need to leave me alone. I've only had two hours of sleep."
"Please don't talk to me about your late night. While you're off doing God knows what, I've been tossing and turning, humping my pillow. I'm dying here, Bells. I need to run this off before I tackle him in front of my parents."
I don't respond so she continues.
"Plus, if you go with me, it'll give you more energy. Running always does that to me."
"More sleep will give me energy, Alice. Now go away," I mumble into the pillow.
Alice giggles and pulls the pillow from my face.
I let out a sigh. "Fine, but I don't have anything to wear."
"We wear the same size. I've got an extra sports bra and shoes. Just throw a T-shirt and shorts on with them. We're not walking a runway."
"Okay. But if I'm a grouchy bitch later, it's your fault."
Alice grabs the pillow and hits me across the face. "Deal."
"I thought this was supposed to be energizing!" I pant, holding onto my rib cage.
"Come on, we're almost there."
She looks down at this thing on her wrist.
"Almost four miles!"
She's barely broken a sweat. I, on the other hand, am drenched.
I see the driveway up ahead and decide to give it all I've got.
"Beat you there."
I take off past her; my legs are on fire as I zoom up the long driveway.
"Who's the slowpoke now?" I scream as I turn the corner, almost to the house.
I stop at the door and rest my hands on my knees, trying to catch my breath. The air feels like needles in my lungs, and my thighs are starting to cramp.
Alice jogs up, laughing when she sees me. "You alright?"
"Can you die from too much air?" I reply as I pull off my sweat-soaked T-shirt, wiping my face with it.
"You are so dramatic," Alice replies as she takes a swig of water. "Let's find something to eat. I'm starved."
I follow her inside. I hear the clanging of pots in the kitchen; the smell of breakfast causes my stomach to growl.
I see Edward at the table. His eyes scan my body and he stops eating mid-bite.
"There you two are!" Esme says as we walk into the kitchen. "Looks like you've had a fun morning."
"I dragged Bella out of bed to go with me. As you can see, she enjoyed herself."
I look at Edward, who's smiling at me as he chews his cereal.
"Bella, would you like some eggs, toast, cereal?" Esme asks over her shoulder.
I look at myself. I'm dripping sweat, and I'm wearing tiny shorts and a sports bra.
"I should probably shower. I'm kinda disgusting."
Esme takes off her apron. "Don't be silly. Sit."
I smile at Esme and take a seat across from Edward. I grab the box of cereal in front of him. "Care to share?"
Edward cracks a smile. "By all means. Help yourself."
I smile and pour myself a bowl. Thoughts of last night flood my brain.
Esme's voice pulls me from my dirty thoughts.
"So what's everyone doing today? I'm leaving soon to finish up some Christmas shopping."
"I thought I'd go to my store. I'm sure it's busy, being Black Friday and all." I smile at Edward as I take a big bite.
"Jasper and I were thinking about seeing a movie or something," Alice replies as she stabs a bite of eggs. "You're welcome to join us, Edward."
"Actually, I was hoping I could run into town with you, Bella. That is, if you don't mind."
"Sure. I'd love for you to come."
Alice rolls her eyes, and I try not to laugh.
After breakfast I run upstairs so I can take a quick shower.
"Where do you think you're going?" Edward wraps his arms around me and pulls me into his room.
"I need to shower. I'm gross."
Lips trail down the back of neck. "I like you this way."
I close my eyes; his kisses distract me. "What way? Sweaty? Hot? Filthy?"
"You'll have plenty of time to get me like that." I turn around and quickly press my lips to his. "But right now, I really need to shower."
"Okay, okay. I can take a hint." He kisses my cheek and leaves the room.
That man's going to kill me.
I head downstairs feeling refreshed. I'm wearing a colorful paisley skirt, a purple lace bustier top and a white blazer. Alice gave me her approval before she and Jasper left. Thankfully, Esme and Carlisle are gone, too.
Edward is waiting for me in the living room. He stands when he sees me, his fingers run through his hair.
"Wow, Bella." He looks me up and down then tugs on his messy locks.
He's wearing faded jeans and a white, fitted T-shirt. I've never seen him so casual. And so fucking delicious.
"I feel underdressed. Maybe I should change."
"Don't you dare," I say, grabbing his shirt, fisting it in my hands as I pull him to me. "I like you this way."
He smirks and brushes his thumb across my bottom lip.
"And what way is that?"
"Jeans. T-shirt. All alone."
He leans down, and his lips graze over mine as he whispers.
"I'd rather us be alone and naked, but this will do." His fingers run down the back of my skirt, cupping my ass.
"All in due time, Inspector. Come on, let's go dress people."
We walk into the boutique, hand in hand. He caught me by surprise by grabbing onto it when we left the cafe, but there was no way I was going to pull away. At this point, I feel like telling the whole world he's mine.
A group of teenage girls is looking at the new arrivals when we walk in.
"Hi girls. Finding everything you need?" I ask, setting my purse behind the counter.
They don't even hear me. Edward has their full attention. He looks at me and shrugs.
"Do you girls know Bella? She's the owner."
He points to me, behind the counter.
I smile, watching the interaction. They all turn to me at once, their faces red with embarrassment.
"Nice to meet you. Let me know if you have any questions or need anything."
One of the girls answers hesitantly. "Um. The uh, other girl that works here. She's gone in the back to find my size in this shirt."
Right then, Kate comes from the back. "I finally found it! Sorry it took me so long!" She hands the shirt to the girl then stops when she sees me.
"Oh, hi! I didn't hear you come in!" She smiles, her eyes fleet over to Edward.
"Hi." Edward smiles and waves.
"Um. Kate, this is Edward. Edward this is Kate."
"Yeah, we met once before. He left you a package on the counter. Asked me to make sure you got it."
"Oh, that's right!" I laugh, remembering that day. That was the day everything changed.
"He's going to hang out with me here this afternoon. Feel free to take the rest of the day off. With pay, of course."
"Are you sure? I don't mind working."
"Yes, I'm sure. Now go enjoy the rest of your day!" I laugh, my hands shooing her out of the store.
"Thanks, Bella." She grabs her purse and stops in front of Edward.
"Nice to see you again, Edward."
"Same, here, Kate."
"I have a feeling this won't be the last time we meet," she replies, winking at me and walking out the door.
The rest of the afternoon goes smoothly. Lots of customers, lots of drooling over Edward, and lots of alone time.
"So all of these sketches in here, these are your designs?"
I look around the room. My drawings have been enlarged and framed. They were gifts from Esme and Carlisle.
"Yeah, they're all mine. Whenever I finish an outfit for my collection, Carlisle and Esme have it framed for me. They said it's good to be surrounded by your dreams, and I agree."
I watch his face as he looks around. His eyes scan each one, taking them in as if he were at The Metropolitan Museum of Art.
"No wonder Carmen's interested. These really are amazing, Bella. You're very talented."
I smile, looking up at him through my lashes as I chew on my pencil.
"You're driving me crazy, you know." He turns his stool towards me, his eyes darken.
"How am I driving you crazy? I'm just sitting here."
He leans towards me, resting his arms on the counter.
"That pencil. It's causing all kinds of thoughts to run through my head."
I smile, taking it out of my mouth. "Is that so? And what kinds of things are running through your head, Mr. Cullen?" I smirk, wetting my lips with my tongue.
"Things that involve that perfect mouth of yours.
I run my fingers softly over my lips, my eyes never leaving his.
"And what exactly is this mouth doing?"
He reaches over the counter; his hands cup my face as he pulls my lips to his.
His tongue finds mine, I moan as he deepens the kiss.
"I should go lock up." I pant, breaking away.
"Yes, I'd hate for you to get in trouble with the owner."
I laugh. "Something tells me she'd be okay with it."
I hurry and lock the door, pull the blinds closed and turn the OPEN sign to CLOSED.
"Now where were we?"
My lips are back on his. This kiss is so desperate, our teeth hit a few times and our tongues fight for control.
Holy shit, I'm making out with Edward Cullen in the middle of my store.
He grabs one of my legs and wraps it around his waist. My panties are pressing against his hard cock as he pushes himself into me.
"Bella," he whispers, now kissing my jaw while his fingers trail down my chest, slipping into the purple bustier.
I arch my back, giving him access, hoping he knows what I want.
Edward pulls out my breast and runs his lips across it.
"So perfect," he whispers. He sucks my nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling and his teeth gently biting. My leg squeezes harder against him.
His hands wrap around my ass and lift me onto the counter. He pulls off my jacket and unfastens my top, letting it fall to the floor.
"Do you know how beautiful you are, Bella?"
"Flattery will get you everywhere."
"That's where I want to be. Everywhere." He smiles, his hands moving up my thighs.
I scoot closer to the edge and pull off his T-shirt.
OMG. HE'S PERFECT.
"You are hotter than I imagined," I say, laughing and running my hands over his shoulders, down his chest.
"I can say the same about you."
His fingers trail to my inner thighs and I instinctively open to him. I can feel one finger lightly trace over the outside of my panties.
"Mmm. You're so wet."
I moan as I watch him.
He pushes the tip of his finger into me, along with my panties.
My fingers grip his shoulders as my body jumps against his touch.
He moves my panties to the side. His long finger rubs my lips and slowly pushes inside me, then makes its way out.
"Does that feel good?" he asks, adding another finger, pushing them into me, his other arm pulling me closer to him.
"So good." I close my eyes.
His thumb presses on my clit and circles while his fingers fuck me and as his mouth goes back and forth, sucking and nipping on my breasts.
"I need more," I pant.
I pull his fingers from me, and replace them with his thumb.
"I want to fuck your hand," I moan into his mouth.
He groans and pulls me onto his lap, steadying us on the stool.
I grab his hand, holding it still as I grind against it. I can hear the wet sounds of my pussy as his thumb slides in and out of me.
"You feel so good, Edward."
His other hand wraps around me around and guides me back and forth on him.
"Is this what you need?" he whispers, kissing my jaw.
This sends me over the edge. I throw my head back and moan his name as my orgasm pulses through me.
When I open my eyes, Edward's smiling at me.
"God you're sexy."
I laugh and run my fingers through his hair. "You're not so shabby yourself."
As I rise from his lap, I see his erection bulging in his jeans.
Shit. Bella = 2 Edward = 0 I need to fix this.
My fingertips trail over the outside of his jeans. I smile as I start to unbutton them.
UNF. Button Fly. God he's perfect.
"Bella. You don't have to do this."
"I want to."
He doesn't argue.
He stands and I sink to my knees, pulling down his jeans, leaving him in his boxer briefs.
I smile as I pull him free. I swear, I almost come just seeing him.
If there were ever an award for most deliciously, fuckably, perfect cock, this one would win.
He inhales sharply as my thumb glides across the top, spreading his pre-cum across the tip.
I look at him once more and take him into my mouth.
My tongue swirls across the top, and underneath, my hand moves up and down, carefully twisting and turning. His hands tangle in my hair, but he's gentle.
I've never seen a cock this big, so I'm glad he doesn't push himself in my mouth further. My fingers ghost over his thighs and cup his balls, pulling slightly as my tongue swipes along his length.
I pull away and trace my tongue over his head.
Damn his voice is so sexy right now.
I take as much of him in my mouth as I can, my teeth lightly graze against him.
"I'm going to come."
I normally don't swallow. It's not really my thing but there's no way I'm pulling away.
He grips my shoulders as I feel him release into my mouth and down my throat. Once he's done I pull back and stand up.
He's all disheveled and fuckhot, standing there shirtless, with his pants and underwear around his ankles.
"Do you need me to dress you?"
A/N: Hi! Bella's outfit for this chapter can be found in my bio.
I want you all to know how much I appreciate your support and love of this story.
I've made quite a few new friends on FB and Twitter these past few months. So feel free to find me on there. I'll post teasers and outfits on my page.
Special shout-out to: RobOnly (my cheerleader), K.C. Budd (my lovely Ethel), HoneyBee Meadows and Hadley Hemingway (my girl crushes), Hoodfabulous (my sister that I flove), Mandi Niko (my awesomesauce), StaceLeo (my sweets), Fanfic Maplestyle (my fabulous friend), Mizzez Pattinson (my lovie), Nic (my Doutzen), Ed Mazin (my lemon lover), Heather (my fantasical new friend who keeps me motivated to write), Evil Nat (my sexy voiced friend), Allison (sweetest girl ever) and Miss Norty (my sassy new friend) If I missed you, it's because I'm lame, not because you are.
Lastly, CrackedFic (You seriously keep my ass in check. Thanks for making me write, even when I want to lie on the couch and watch Adam Levine on The Voice. Also, thanks for being the bestest hubs ever.)
Typos are mine.
REVIEWS MAKE ME HAPPY. :)