Taboo.....Chapter whatever you want it to be

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Betti Gefecht the author of our beloved Little Green and Easy Bella!

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~Bella~

I couldn’t hide my fear.

Knowing that Edward was planning to go south scared me. What if he decided to stay there and be with others down there that are like him? What if he didn’t come back?

Then to make matters worse he hires me a personal bodyguard.

He is a cocky guy that reminds me of one of Lauren’s former boyfriends. The person was a total ass and this Jacob was just like him.

I also cannot seem to control my own girly hormones. I think about Edward all the time, doing things to me that are downright naughty.

I touch myself in the shower and it is not the same. It isn’t his fingers rubbing me.

What if I never get to feel that again? What if I never feel his lips on mine?

Panic begins to set in and I find my self chewing my fingernails.

I listen to the whispers and the talking of those around the house. I know he is meeting with another mafia leader and that they are in danger. I am not oblivious as to his lifestyle, but I cannot help it when I still feel that fear.

I showered and pulled out some white cotton panties and a white tank top. 

 

He said he would come and check on me. He also promised to please me later, but I am positive he will have forgotten about that to.

I wake up the next morning, Edward is nowhere around. I fight the urge that burns in the back of my throat as I hold off my tears. Maybe I was just something to entertain him when he got bored. I wasn’t getting a vibe that I was his new shiny toy that was no longer new but it sure felt that way.

*~*~*~*~*

Rosalie and Garrett are sitting here at the table, in an intense argument over his new job. He is now working for a huge movie studio, as one of the stagehands. He works on the actual lot of the studios and Rosalie is upset because he seems to be at work far more than the standard forty-hour workweek. He complains to her, that he really likes his job a lot, and that he is fulfilling his duty to his deceased Godfather. She doesn't agree that he should be there so much.

Edward just watches him with a satisfied smirk. It is a look at a time that I don’t understand at all.

Emmett finally butts in, and tells them both to stop arguing during dinner.

I sit here pushing my food around my plate, knowing that Edward leaves for South America tomorrow night. His pending trip has me on edge, not the mention the fact, that he hasn’t so much as done anything more than kiss me on the forehead here or there.

It is as if he shut something off like a switch.

I can feel his eyes on me, so I glance up. I watch them drop to my plate. His expression is clearly a warning to stop fidgeting and eat. All I can do is take a few more bites before I asked again, to be excused.

“You need to eat Bella.” His voice is sharp.

“I am not hungry.”

“Sweetheart, if you don’t eat, you will get sick.” Elizabeth adds in her two cents.

I stare down at my plate and wait.

As everyone is finishing their meal, then, standing to leave, the staff comes in cleaning up around us. Edward sits here just staring at me. It is just us now.

“Care to share what is going on inside that head of yours?”

“You’re different.” I blurt out, setting my fork down, looking up at him. He is leaving and I need to tell him!

“Sometimes I don’t think I even know you. Other times, I feel like I know you better than anyone. It’s confusing. Frustrating. You are hot and cold.”

He studies me carefully before he says anything.

One of the staff walks in, asking us if we are done. Edward nods, not saying a word and they take away our unfinished plates.

I keep my posture stiff, while looking at him sideways to show him I am waiting for some sort of reply.

He clears his throat.

“It has been a really busy couple of weeks Bella. I am trying to adapt to the changes in my life. I am expected to keep this family and our business dealings running smoothly. It isn’t that I can’t handle the pressure, it is more about demanding a lot of my time. I am not used to having someone like you around waiting for me. You were not supposed to of happened, but you did, and I cannot change that. I just wished it happened at a more convenient time. I know I took responsibility of you, and I am trying to balance the two. I thought I was doing a decent job, but apparently, this isn’t the case.”

He sighs heavily and continues.

“Please, have some patience with me. I have a lot on my plate and I don’t need to add this,” he points between him and me “to my list of worries. My position is critical at a time like this. I am being tested. People want me to fail Bella and that is not a fucking option for me. I will not fail my father. He didn’t invest everything he had to train me the way he did, so that I would fail.”

With his words, big fat tears well up in my eyes and I want to run out of the room.

I see his brow furrow as he takes in my reaction and I drop my eyes to the table.

I whisper, “Can I be excused now.”

“No.” His tone is angry. He stands up and walks over reaching out with his hand for me to take. I don’t want to. I want to go to my room and bury my head in shame and in rejection.

He waits and I am surprised he is doing so patiently.

I finally wipe my hand across my cheek standing up, refusing his hand by not acknowledging it looking away from him.

If I am such an inconvenience, then I certainly do not want him to have to touch me on top of it too.

He sighs heavily and turns heading in the direction of the office. Just as we leave the kitchen, I hear the whine of the security camera as it follows me out.

I find it odd, but follow him out as he now waits holding open the office door. I walk in and sit down curling in on myself, pulling my legs up to my chest in the chair in front of his desk. I know he is probably going to get a phone call and leave any minute. It is what happens when he is who he is. I am sure I won’t be here for very long. It is the way it has been all week. Every time we get a minute alone, someone or something interrupts us.

This house has so many secrets it’s maddening.

Edward is standing at the door looking down the hall for a moment longer; he then cocks his head as if he is listening to something. When he finally comes in, he looks around and narrows his eyes in on the security camera in the corner of the room. It is as if he is trying to read something in it.

He then walks over to his desk. His expression is unreadable. I cannot tell if he is angry or what he is thinking. Then, he flips open his laptop, sitting down; he begins to type away on it, totally ignoring me.

“What’s wrong?” I can feel the tension in the air has grown stronger the more he types. He is angry.

“Nothing.” He murmurs as he waits for something on his screen.

I quirk my brow up at him, getting frustrated with this same old reply.

“Look Edward, I understand that some things are secret when it comes to your business, but I am only asking in case I need to know something. I am not naïve Edward; I can feel your anxiety all the way over here. Something is wrong, and lying to each other is not going to do us any good. If we were not going to lie to each other, then why does it feel like you are lying to me now?”

I am proud of my presentation to dig deeper and find answers I am desperate to know.
It sounded so much more mature, than I would have thought it would, coming from a needy teenaged love struck girl.

He doesn’t look at me, watching something on his computer closely. I almost feel as though he is ignoring me completely and am about ready to yell at him, before his phone beeps. 

 

He pulls it out and answers. “I see it, watching right now.”

I almost want to get out of my chair and walk around and see it too, but I don’t for fear he will get really angry with me. Besides, apparently it is his business, not mine. I pick at my fingernails giving up all together having a one sided discussion. Something else has him totally captivated. I hate his position. I want to hate his family but I cant. Edward begins to speak in code. I am dying to know what is happening, but I decide better to just act as if I don’t fucking care.

“Is that possible?”

“I see.”

“But…from where? Would it be from somewhere in the house?”

“Find out!” his tone rises and I jump slightly.

“God damn it…find them and bring that son of a bitch to me!” He presses a button on his phone and his eyes look right at me. 

The tone of them is going from a darker gold as his contacts disintegrate before my eyes fading to black. Then slowly they adjust mixing and swirling the black into the red. 

 
I have seen it happen more often lately. He explained it to me one night. He told me that I need to remember who and what he is. I scowled and told him that with his red eyes  he was still the same person if they were gold or black. I am getting used to the color and find his red eyes far more sexy because it is my Edward.

His gaze finally looks away and he focuses now clicking the mouse on his computer and grabs his phone again. I am about to tell him that I am going to go upstairs, but he looks over at me. With the phone to his ear, he covers the mouthpiece and whispers, “I will only be a minute baby. Promise.”

I fight the need to roll my eyes, because after this week, his promises don’t mean squat anymore.

“Demetri…where is Jasper?”

“Interesting. How long ago? All right well I will deal with that when we get back. Carlisle is in charge for the night. If he needs anything, have him deal with Carlisle. I will not be available until morning. No. You handle anything that comes your way unless you think it needs to be sent to Carlisle. Otherwise, do not call me unless there is something pertaining to our immediate safety. Capiche?”

Edward listens for a moment then says something I don’t understand leaving me flustered.

I hear the motor of the camera again and Edward stops speaking and looks up just as I look at him. My eyes can see it in my peripheral vision. Edward glares at the camera and speaks into the phone. His look is fierce.

 “Demetri, spegnere il sistema. Se qualcuno è riuscito ad introdursi in essa voglio che spento. Avvertire la squadra che essi devono essere in allerta. Non riavviare fino a quando io do il comando. Voglio che ogni membro disponibile per i motivi al di fuori stasera. Si è un'emergenza assoluta poi mi chiami altrimenti Carlisle è sulla proprietà al clubhouse questa sera.”

He gets up and walks over to me, standing in between me and the camera, looking down at me.

His eyes scan down my legs, and considering I have them pulled up he can probably see my panties. I then realize if he can...then....shit.

He insisted that I dress for school everyday even though we were being home schooled.

He claimed it would keep us in that mindset.

I put my legs down and a low growl erupted from his throat. He said a few more things in Italian and pushed a button on his phone before he slipped it into his pocket.

He knelt down and stared at me for a moment. The lights in the house dimmed for a second and I look around.

“What was that?”

“Security system was just taken off line.”

“What? Why?”

“Someone has hacked into it. Those last few motions were not from my end. Someone else is being far too stupid for their own good. Until we find out where they are and exactly who it is, we keep them in the dark.”

“Oh.”

His hand reaches out and his fingers brush over my ankle. I am barefoot in my shirt and skirt uniform.

“Oh...how I loved you bent over that school desk, but I can think of another way to have you on mine.” He has me in his grasp in a blink of an eye. My ass is now sitting on the cold hard wood mahogany table. It takes nothing for him to get me aroused and I can feel it seeping out of me.

His fingers come up and begin unbuttoning my shirt and he pushes it open to work then on the front clasp of my white cotton bra. He peels back the cups and licks his lips.

“Hard little nipples baby, I havent even touched them yet.” 

If I was angry at him before...it was all out the window now. 

I fight with all I have not to moan. He leans forward and cups one of my breasts while his hand glides slowly up the inside of my thigh. “Someone is leaking.” His finger brushes along the edge of my panties and he lowers his head down taking my nipple in his mouth.

He sucks hard and flicks his tongue and I arch my back into his mouth. The icy cold feeling of his lips surrounding it hardens it to stone. His teeth hold it and I watch fascinated as he engages his fangs never taking his teeth off my nipple. The tips poke against my flesh and I gasp.

He has slipped his index finger inside of the side of my panties. The back of it brushing up and down over my wet pussy. I nearly buck when he hits my clit as it grows harder now.

“Fuck I need to taste that!” he growls and picks me up taking me to the couch. I somehow manage to lose all clothing between here and there and I am stunned that he has laid me down with my ass up over the back, my head hanging over the seat cushion. I am looking up at him as he stands behind it, my legs in his grip holding me spread.

He pushes my legs forward and I am staring up at my soaking wet lips.

“Bet I can make you drip.”

My eyes widen and he grins the most evil grin I have ever seen. My eyes drop to my pussy then slowly move back up to look into his.

“Edward.”

“Yes baby...I am going to watch you come and drool down onto that sweet mouth of yours and you are going to be a good little girl and give me something delicious to devour.”

I moan and close my eyes when his fingers slip into the saturated smooth gash between my legs.

It wont take much. I can already see a teardrop shaped trail run over my clit and continue on over my bare lips going towards my navel.

His smile is devious and his fingers push in while pushing all the wetness out of me rolling faster over the flesh as it is heading in the direction  of my stomach. He grips my hips yanks me and positions me the way he wants and a string of my own come starts to drip right over top of me.  

I bite my bottom lip and am blushing ten shades of red but he doesn’t care. His grip holds me steady and he watches fascinated. “Keep your lips closed baby.” He whispers. His voice low and gravelly.

“Fuckkkk, that is fucking so naughty...don’t move, baby...don’t you dare move...not until....” I feel his finger brush over my pussy pushing it in sending the string of it out faster. It hits my bottom lip and pools there bringing it to me faster now.

I cannot believe I am laying on the couch with my ass up over the back my face down below looking up past my pussy at Edward holding me in this position. I am so aroused by the position the thought of him watching as the come starts to drip out from between my lips and I slide my tongue out, gliding it along my bottom lip.

I know doing this, licking it off my own lips is the reason his jaw is clenched so tightly now.

“Oh baby I know that tastes so motherfucking good, but I am done sharing.” He dives down wrapping his mouth over me and furiously licking my lips, clit and dipping down lower. I gasp at the sensation. He circles his tongue and goes to work really hard licking every inch of me, not letting any more get past his mouth. I cry out bucking into his mouth. I reach up and fist his hair and grind into him with all I have. Wiggling my hips back and forth finding a rhythm that is about to take me over the edge. Just when I tighten every muscle up, Edward’s tongue is licking along my backside and his fingers pump in and out of me furiously.

I cry out and my legs instantly try to close on the intense sensation I cannot take another minute of. I shake and feel a breeze as I am flipped over the couch now my ass up in the air. His thumb is working my clit furiously, while his other hand circles the rim of my ass. I feel cold wetness hit my puckered hole and instinctively tense up when his finger rubs it gently and pushes forward. I have no idea when he undid his pants or when he had my ass soaking wet with arousal or maybe it was lube...hell if I knew.

“How does that feel?” he asks.

“What?” I gasp whimpering as the tingling over my rim is so intense I thrust my hips forward.

“What does that feel like Bella? It is doing something. Tell me, you are so fucking tensed up ready to explode!”

“Oh God...it tingles and feels cool and wet...and I can’t...”

“Can’t what?”

“Take it Edward...touch me there please oh fuck please.”

“I want to hear you tell me what you want.”

“Your fingers in me there.” I hiss.

He smacks my ass softly and growls and I feel his icy cold chest over my back as he presses against me. The feel of his cool flesh against my heated sweaty skin feels refreshing and at the same time too intense as I shudder under him.

“Be still.” He whispers behind my ear.

I try not to wiggle but the moment his cold hard cock slips between my ass cheeks along the crack of my ass i can’t help it.

“My venom on your ass, has you so fucking needy beyond words, look at you. How does my cock feel brushing over it baby? Sensitive...good?”

“Please.” I cry out.

“I am getting off on your tight little ass Bella.” And he pumps his cock through my cheeks and I about die with the sensation of his cock rubbing over my rim. His venom is doing wicked things and his hands push my hips down holding me to the couch. “Be fucking still!” he growls and grunts sliding back and forth. Then he reaches under neath me pushing his hand in between my lips pinching my clit and he begins to pump faster.

It takes seconds and I scream out holding nothing back as his thrusts brushing his venom over my sensitive rim shatters me completely.

His growl is deep against my ear and he curses and nips at my lobe.

“Fuck yeah...God I want you so fucking bad! I swear to God I will have you this way. You have to be so deliciously tight. If you only knew how much I want to fuck your ass baby girl.”

“Oh, God!”

“You are loving it huh baby?”

“Yes....yes... yes...”

“Turn your head and give me those lips. Let me taste my girl.”  I do as he asks and his lips find mine and the friction against my ass intensifies. I quiver and shake. “Come down those thighs baby. Give me something to lick up ”

I feel pressure and gasp out when my ass stretches slightly followed by a burning sensation that quickly disappears. I forget about it and notice Edward stills and cries out throwing his head back. His cold hands have a tighter than usual grip on my hips.

He growls deeper and snarls, “Don’t fucking move Bella....you need to let me...arghhhhh.....fucccckkkkk yeah!” he howls out and then I feel cool wet spurts up my ass and realize that he has pushed into me and is coming.

“Fuck...I know you feel that? Each pulse, you contract from the sensation...fuck Bella nothing...has ever felt so fucking good!” He growls bringing his lips to my ear.

“I am barely in baby don’t move. Just feel it.”

A few twitches and pulses as our breathing calms. He holds me to him. Seconds later I feel his ice cold finger circle where we are joined.

“It’s just the tip.” He kisses me and I try to regain my breathing. It is tight and slightly sore but numbing more and more taking away all pain.

“Next time it will be all of me.” His hand comes up grips my chin holding my head and his lips devour me in a deep hard kiss. I moan into his mouth. He pulls back looking into my wide shocked eyes.

“As soon as you are numb enough, I will pull out. Don’t move Bella. Let me take care of you so you don’t hurt baby girl.”

I can’t think, can’t breathe, can’t control my shaking body.

I collapse against the couch and again in a blur of movement using his vampire speed, he is now laying down on the couch with me on top of him curled up in his chest, wrapped in his arms. I shiver.  

“You did so fucking good.”

“I can’t believe we just did that.” I whisper.

“I couldn’t leave you here without marking you as mine. I couldn’t” he murmurs against the top of my head.

His hands hold me brushing over my hypersensitive skin and I curl up in his throat and close my eyes.

“Promise you will come back to me.” I whisper.

“Oh sweetheart...once everything is done, I will have the jet on standby to bring me back.”

I look up at him. He is beautiful. Not a hair out of place other than the usual and then he smiles softly.

“Sleep baby. I am not leaving you tonight. You sleep right where you are. I will be here when you wake up.”

He pulls the blanket draped over the couch over me and I drift off.

© Robshandmonkey...

Okay...that was by far pretty fucking kinky if you ask me....slipping the tip of his cock in her ass just so he could mark her with his scent. He is such a fucking possessive vamp... LOL!

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