Chapter 19 Perfectward

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Chapter 19

Perfectward

Bella’s POV

I was now lying on the floor laughing so hard I could not stop it if I tried. With my hands are bound behind me and I was not sure if I was laughing because I found his reaction humorous or that he had finally heard what I had called him in my head so many times before this. Hell, maybe I was scared to death because he would be so angry with me for saying it. I was not ready for the question and I could see how confused he looks when he asks me. He has no idea what I mean by that. He did not know at all how to take it either trying to figure it out.

I did not mean it to slam him. I know when I first came up with the little nickname it was back when my ego felt slightly bruised. Maybe I meant it back then when I had used it before but now it is only because he is so fucking perfect and I love that about him.

Now I worry that I have hurt his feelings, not to mention the fact that I have messed up a perfect sexy moment between us killing the mood completely.

God I am so stupid. What in the hell Bella? Could you be any more childish?

He stands over me, watching me holding that beautiful cock, and his eyes narrow as he bends at his knees, which brought him down to my level, he lifts my arm helping me sit up because I am bound, with my hands behind my back. My hair is in tangles all around my head and he is gently brushing it back out of my face.

“What exactly does that mean Isabella? Is that some nickname you call me in your head to make fun of me?” My eyes met with his finally and my heart cracks a little. He looks….hurt. Shit! I can feel my brow furrow knowing that I must have hurt his feelings.

He has feelings. Even if he is a vampire. What in the hell am I thinking!!

“It used to be.” I speak so low, even I hear the shame in my own voice. I wonder if he hears how sorry I am in my thoughts.

“So it is.” He stands up walks around behind me, unfastens the lock that hold my hands together. I jump as it hits the wall crashing into it loudly where it stays stuck in the plaster. He then walks back around reaches down grabbing his pants and pulls them on and I know now he is angry and hurt.

My heart fucking breaks and I cannot bear to look at him but I finally have to look up. I see him as he sits down on the bed and just stares at me his expression a cross between anger and hurt.

“Uhhh….”

“You know what Isabella…just stop. Maybe someday when you are older and more mature then you can handle this.” He points his finger between us waving it back and forth.

“Until then…I can’t handle an immature little girl.” He looks away.

I am up so fast I surprised him and myself because I practically run to him.

“Edward…please let me explain. Please you have to listen to me…just hear me out.” I climb on his lap and wrap my arms around his neck and he turns his head away from me to not even look at me. His body was so tense and hard.

“Do you still hear me?” I ask wondering if he does because if he did he would have to know how fucking sorry I am.

“No.” his body relaxes a little but he still will not look at me.

“Edward I need you to listen to me please. I am sorry it sort of slipped out. I mean…fuck you aren’t supposed to hear my thoughts…okay…I know you can’t help that…but…fuck…let me explain…shit.” I am holding onto him for dear life because I am so afraid he is going to quit and I do not want that. I ramble like an insane person trying to say what I mean but nothing is coming out right and I take a deep breath and calm down.

“When I first walked into your club the first thing that stood out was how perfect everyone seemed. Well now, I know why…you are all vampires for crying out loud, but back then, I didn’t know it! It was obvious that the people there were all so perfect and your habit of making sure everything is just so—and I am not saying that it is a bad thing—I am just saying that it stood out that night. I commented to myself how perfect everything was. Then when Rosalie arrived, she even commented on it.

Then God, when you walked in and I first laid eyes on you I was speechless. I mean fucking hell; you were fucking perfect the first time I laid eyes on you. Then we had our little spat in your office and I got angry and hurt. Then in my head, I was calling you Perfectward after you had left the office. That was when I sort of sabotaged it cocking your photos and I am sorry about that. It really was an immature thing to do, but I was hurt. I felt like you did not think I was good enough to be in your club. The name rather popped in my head whenever you were just being you, as you always are so perfect. So you see…it isn’t meant to make fun of you. I do think you are perfect. Everything about you is perfect and my brain is not used to being invaded so it slipped out when I am again reminded of how utterly perfect you are. And you are and that isn’t a bad thing, I swear and I know I am just rambling like a lunatic and I can’t seem to shut my ass up and I called you the E word and I expect you to punish me for that…do you…I mean I am so sorry are you still angry with me?”

He turns his head to look at me, his eyes drop down to my lips and back up to meet with my eyes again.

“Why in the fuck did you think you weren’t good enough?”

“You were throwing me out what else could I think? I mean my God Edward look at you. You are beautiful, charming, and perfect. I am just so ordinary and human.”

“Are you kidding me? There is nothing ordinary about you Isabella! You are something other! My God, I just do not know what in the hell to expect out of you next! How the fuck did you do that?”

“What?” He looks lost.

“Isabella…I don’t give a rat’s ass what anyone thinks about me let alone the names they choose to call me. I’ve been called many names in my life…like asshole, or hell even a pretentious prick for example, but it has never affected me before. So how the hell did you manage to actually touch someplace no one has ever touched before?”

“I didn’t mean to…I swear. I think your cock is beautiful and damn it you taste so yummy!” I am now whining. I will do anything to make him know how sorry I am.

He shakes his head and a smile starts to form on his lips. His hands slide up my thighs and his eyes drop down to my lips, his expression completely changes and I can see the desire burning deep within him. He looks at me under his lashes and he gives me that sexy smirk. “So you think I am perfect huh?”

I cannot help but smile, because I do. “Yeah I really do.” I press my nose to his, and nuzzle against its coldness.

“I can’t fault you for your thoughts Angel, how you manage to bring out emotions in me, I have no fucking clue, but right now I still want to feel those lips around my cock.”

His lips crash into mine and we are kissing like lovesick teenagers. It is not sweet and mushy it’s frantic, heavy panting, and strong desires burning through both of us, as if we are not being able to get close enough. God, I want him so bad. It has been too long!

He stands up carrying me over to the pillow and sets me down, I nearly squeal excited now dropping down on my knees, and I cannot help but look up at him with what has to be one of my goofiest grins. His half-crooked smile only makes me giddier.

“Take it out.” He commands. His voice does a complete one eighty when he slips into this mode. It is sexy, deep, and firm.

I reach up; untie his pants,—which I love by the way—because they hide nothing. Even his ass is adorable in these sexy things. Once they are untied, I slip my fingers into the waistband; slide them down, and his hardness just pops out at me nearly smacking me in the face. I cannot help but gasp at the size of him. I push them down further; he steps out of them, now standing before me in all his perfection. I am amazed at how hard and soft he looks at the same time.

He really is huge. We are now talking…Olympic size…no make that…Porn Star quality here. I do believe he is the second coming of John Holmes who was what, fourteen inches.

“Thirteen and a half.” His sultry voice interrupts my thoughts. I am startled. I did not expect him to hear me. Was I that excited already?

“From the sound of that pussy, you are pretty fucking wet, so I would say, yeah you sure the fuck are.” He gives me that sexy smirk, I feel my breathing pick up again, and his eyes are alight with excitement.

“Wrap you hand around it Angel.”

I take a deep breath, reach up, and grip onto it. It is cold, hard, and silky soft. I try to see if my fingers touch, my eyes widen when they do not quite make it around to touch fingertip to fingertip

Shit!

“Don’t worry Angel, I will show you how to handle him, move your hand up and down and squeeze it as hard as you want to. It will not hurt me. Just stroke it.”

“Are you sure?” I ask chewing on my bottom lip nervously.

“Definitely sure.” He grins and only for a minute, because as soon as I grip him with my hand, and slide it up and down over his coldness, his eyes roll to the back of his head, and a deep moan escapes out of his chest.

Pre-cum dribbles out of the tip as my grip on him moves up and down. On the upstroke, his skin swallows it and then on the down stroke the skin pulls back. He hisses and let out a long emphasized, “Fuuuuuckkkkk.”

I was so proud that I could do this to him, I did not wait for him to tell me what to do next I just leaned into him stuck my tongue out and licked the tip of it stealing a quick taste.

“Jesus! Fuck Bella! You can’t just do shit like that!” His entire body stiffened…his eyes were burning into mine.

“Fucking Christ your tongue….its fucking hot!”

I apologize quickly. “I am sorry.”

“Oh Bella, what the hell are you sorry for? For licking my cock? Are you shitting me? I mean fuck, I just wasn’t ready for it is all…damn you are going to fucking kill me!”

His hands pull through his hair, and I watch him close his eyes and take a deep breath.

“Okay…let’s start over…open your mouth Isabella.” I do as he asks; he takes it out of my hand.

“Hands behind your back.”

I do as he asks and he moves in. I wrap my lips around the head of it, and he stops suddenly.

“Holy shit…Bella don’t suck on it yet please, just hold still for a second.”

I almost nodded my response. He is speaking but I do not understand a word he is saying he is talking too damn fast. It sounds foreign.

“Così scopare buon” He gasps.

“Sorry…just trying to get a grip here.” His eyes are now looking into mine. “Open a little more Bella.” I widen my mouth, my lips are now completely over the head of it, his movement has it is sliding forward slowly, and then I can hear him purr. My heart soars.

“Oh baby, God your mouth is like fucking heaven. It’s just as warm as that sweet pussy.” I feel him slide out, and he pushes forward again, and then out but before it pops out of my mouth his hips driving it a little deeper into my mouth...

“Suck Isabella.”

Just as he starts to slide it in again, I begin to suck looking up at him through my lashes.

“Fuck baby…you are Molto Bella” His hand comes up to brush my hair away from my cheek and caress it as he moves. The look in his eyes tells me he loves this and he continues watching me. His eyes are bright green, and then he starts begging me.

“OH God Bella deeper baby please…just relax your jaw and let it slide in a little deeper…fuck…yeah just like that fuck!”

He sets a rhythm and stops suddenly. His jaw and fists, now tightly clenched.

He pulls out completely, it pops out of my mouth, and I lick my lips. He tastes so good and I don’t want him to stop.

He takes a long drawn out breath. “Just a second Angel…I have to other wise I am going to come and damn it I have to tap the back of that hot tight little throat of yours. This is fucking harder than I thought you’re so fucking fragile.”

He inhales, “Come on Isabella.” He reaches out his hand and I take it as he pulls me up. I follow behind him but he moves so fast everything is a blur as he picks me up and sets me on what I assume is his bondage table.

“Scoot all the way up. Your head has to hang over the end of it.” I do as he says and he walks around. I scoot up further, and realize that his cock is right there level with my mouth once I let my head fall over the end.

I almost giggle because he is upside down now but I stop it right away because he really is fucking beautiful upside down and right side up.

I hear him snort a little and know he heard that thought. I blushed but he dropped it.

“That’s it baby now…you need to take a deep breath and relax completely can you do that for me.?”

“Yes.” I reply but I am so damn excited now I don’t know how relaxed I can be anxiously waiting for him to show me more. Suddenly it is like I can’t learn everything fast enough. I want to make him feel good! I need to!

He smiles down at me. “So eager to please?” His smile grows bigger and I lick my lips, stick out my tongue, and wave it to tease him.

“You most definitely need a few good smacks to heat up that ass of yours and I am going to fucking come doing it too…I just know it….now open that hot little mouth and remember relax Isabella. The deeper I go you will most likely gag eventually, just remember the most important thing is to breathe. Just whatever you do, don’t panic…I won’t go further until you are breathing again. Breathe out of your nose remember that.”

“Yes Master.” I answer trying to get us back to where we were.

“You are so fucking beautiful when you say that.” He bends down to kiss me softly. “Now I want to see how beautiful you are when I am fucking that mouth. Open.”

I do as he says, take a deep breath, open wider, and let my head tilt a little more. I feel his hands come up under my head his fingers lace through my hair, where he holds me at an angle. “That’s it.”

His cock starts to push forward and I actually feel my throat open up a little more and he adjusts the angle my head lies in as he pushes forward.

“Oh fuck yeah Isabella…that’s it baby soooo good. Suck… fucking suck me!” his grip on my hair is tightening and I can feel myself grow even wetter knowing that I am doing this to him. He pulls out, groans, as he pushes back in.

“Fuck that’s it baby…a little deeper each time.” His hips are doing all the work, while he holds my head where he needs it to be. I relax further, trying to take it as deep as I can the next time he pushes in. Then it hit’s the back of my throat and I gag lightly, he pulls back stilling his movement.

“Fuck Angel….you okay?” his grip loosens and his hand moves around to caress my cheek.

“Mm…hmm…” I try to reply with a mouth full of him. He smiles.

“I need to fuck my sweet Angels mouth…come on Isabella, be a good little girl, and take it.” He tilts my head again, pulls out, and pushes in deeper. I know I sure as hell cannot swallow this beast, but I can use my tongue to tease him even further. I swirl it around with very little space that is left in my mouth to do so. I suck him as hard as I can. I hollow out my cheeks getting a good taste of him when I pull it out of him. I can’t help but grind my hips up into the air and I whimper. I cannot believe that doing this is causing me to get so hot and it’s driving me insane with need for him.  

“Aw what’s wrong baby,  Ti tira la fregna? Is that kitty feeling a little neglected?” He teases pushing in deeper. I swallow around his cock once with him deep in my mouth knowing he can feel my throat tighten over his cock.

“Jesus…I have never in my life felt so fucking aroused…fuck…Shit Bella…your mouth is so fucking warm and tight and God damn baby you can suck like a fucking pro!” I suck harder and harder with each thrust he delivers. My teeth scrape over his head as he pumps it in and out. Even though I gag a few times and each time I do, I can tell he is getting so close. His cock is warmer now heating up inside of my mouth and he looks so blissed out his cheeks look a little flushed with color. I know he feels my throat constrict around his hardness with each involuntary gag.

“Fuck baby…you gonna take it? You want my come?”

I see that look in his eyes. He begs me without saying the words. I feel totally connected to him on a completely new level. His eyes are pleading and I moan and whimper to answer his plea.

“Oh Fuck Isabella…you do want it baby. I am gonna come so fucking hard Isabella…keep your fucking throat open you have no fucking idea how much I can fucking come!” he thrusts forward and pulls back and a blast hits the back of my throat when he erupts. Its icy cold and spurts out in pulsing streams coating my throat and I swallow quickly. I don’t even get the chance to taste him as it shoots right down my throat. I can’t believe I am not choking on him in this position and I know he has my head tilted at the perfect angle.  

“FUCKING HELL Yes I’m coming Angel…God fucking damn it!!! That’s it baby…Oh God so hot…so fucking hot and wet and tight.” He grunts and thrusts and my mouth is now filling with his sweetness. I swallow, lick, and drink him down in huge gulps. I reach up, grip the base of his cock, and hold him there lapping at it and he isn’t fucking kidding because it just keeps spewing down my throat. I hum in response knowing that I am doing this to him and I am so elated I am not choking on it and ruining the moment for him. I know he has to be going very easy because there is no way in hell I could deep throat him.

“Oh fucking yeah baby that’s it…you like that don’t you…my naughty little girl…fuck Bella…so fucking good!”

He purrs with the last few pumps he delivers tapping the back of my throat and looks down at me.

I locked my lips hard on the head just as he started to pull out. I was not letting him and hoping to get one more taste as he spurts out a little more.

“God Damn it!” He growls. “You are so fucking sassy! You are going to learn your fucking place in this playroom Isabella!” He pulls out of my mouth and lifts my head to sit me up. His hands are gripping my waist and he turns me and flips me face down. In seconds, he has my cuffs on my hands attached to chains at the top of the table and I am restrained and excited.

I then feel cold steel wrap around my ankles. I am laid out spread eagle face down and he is straddled over top of me, his cold body sitting on top of my ass. He twists my hair in his hand as he tugs my head back bringing it off the table. His lips are next to my ear, and he is panting heavy and his chest rumbles on my back.

“Little girl thinks she can control a scene…I can’t believe how undisciplined you are… well my little lamb…it’s time for this lion to fucking roar.” His lips lock on my throat and he sucks marking me and grunting and I can’t believe he is giving me a fucking hickey…worse yet…I can’t believe I am this turned on by it.

“Fucking-A Bella your creaming out of those hot little lips between your legs aren’t you? You like it a little rough?” He tugs my hair harder and my instant reaction is to groan out. How could I not?

“Uh huh.” I whimper and he growls and is now standing next to the table. His fingers slide under the edge of the teddy I have on and he pushes it up to expose my ass in just the thong. His cool hand rubs over my ass cheek and he squeezes. “I have been dying to smack this cheek since day one Isabella. What the hell is that safe word again baby?” he asks.

“Red.” I pant out.

His hand rubs lightly in a circular motion and he bends over, his eyes meeting with mine. He slides his tongue out over my mouth licking my lips before he is kissing me.

“Hmm…I can taste me inside of that hot little mouth of yours and fuckkkkk I taste good in your mouth baby.”

The first slap startles me; I freeze at the light stinging I feel from it.

“Oh fuck yeah!” he whispers in my ear wrapping my hair around his fist, yanking my head back again, “Now that is the most beautiful sight I have ever fucking seen. My handprint is blazed on your cheek. Beg for it again Isabella.”

“Please don’t stop…again please.” I whimper not knowing why but just knowing that I like it far more than I should!

He purrs in my ear.

“Oh I love hearing you beg. I am already fucking hard again Isabella, but he is going to have to wait because your ass needs some attention.” His cold hand squeezes and rubs it.

“Tell me does it feel good when I smack it?”

“Yes.”

“Do you want me to smack it again?”

“Yes! Please.”

“Naughty girl.” His hand moves down between my legs, his finger pushes the thong aside, and his finger grazes over my very wet slit.

“Fucking wetter than hell…why am I not surprised Isabella?” I feel a slight tug and my thong flies through the air to land over onto the chair on the other side of the room.

The coldness of his hand feels good as it rubs the sting of his smack.

Smack!

“BEG!” he growls.

“Please.”

Smack!

“Oww...”

“Aw did that one smart?” his grip on my hair is tighter.

“What color Isabella?”

“Green!”

Smack!

“Oww, fuck!”

“Still green?”

“Please…green fucking green.”

“Oh…I think we need to switch this up a little then.”

He moves so fast all I ever see is a blur in the room. I know he is comfortable when he moves like this in front of me.

His cold hands remove the cold cuffs from my feet and  his hands now grip my waist and before I know it I am propped up on some sort of cushion underneath my tummy lifting my ass up in the air. His cold hands grip my ankles and he dangles them over each side of the table spreading me wide fucking open. The cold cuffs are back and I am now tethered to the sides of it dangling my feet off it.

His cool touch rubs over my heated flesh of my ass and he moans.

“God I have to admit my handprint looks so fucking good and on your ass Isabella that is just fucking hotter than anything.”

I squeezed my eyes close so tight fighting the thought of the comeback I wanted to say to that. I was about to think it but I just couldn’t hold it back no matter how much I tried. I still fucking thought it! Damn it.

It is the one thing you definitely don’t want your Master to hear you think especially when you are tied down and helpless to a table with so many implements in the room to correct your thinking.

It came out any way and I knew it was too late. I was in trouble.

Arent' you a little full of yourself there Edward?

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Ti tira la fregna? = Are you excited (aroused)

Così scopare buon = So fucking good

Molto Bella = very beautiful