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Saturday, July 30, 2011
A Whole Lotta Trouble is now on Twilighted.net!
Mechanicward is now live on Twilighted.net, folks! He's starting from the beginning over there. Extra special shout out to my validation beta over there... born2speakmirth... she's been super sweet and helpful <3
A Whole Lotta Trouble Chapter 22 Teaser
Teaser anyone? Yes? Okay! I know Mechanicward has been hiding out for a while, but he's back! I apologize, but RL has been pretty sucky lately, and it couldn't be helped. This teaser is unbeta'd... but the chapter is with Maxipoo and should be up soon! Thanks for your patience and for sticking with me <3
I open the door to the apartment and the cool air almost knocks me over. I can hear Bella singing in our bedroom. I crack the door so that I can see her. She is wearing a white lace bra, and a white thong. She also has on thigh high stockings held up by a garter belt. What the... The Goo Goo Dolls are blasting from her ipod and in the middle of my favorite line of “Slide” she turns and sees me in the doorway.
When she turns to face me I see that she is pouting. “What’s wrong, Angel? Are you that happy to see me?”
She sighs loudly before she answers me. “Of course I’m happy to see you, but I didn’t want you to see this yet.” She waves her hand in front of her body. “And I just discovered that I can’t wear the thigh highs with the shoes I bought, so that means no sexy girl garter belt either.” Her exaggerated pout makes me want to kiss her full lips.
“Well then I’m glad that I got to see you, because you look amazing, Bells.”
“Thanks, baby. I’m just a little disappointed.”
“Don’t be,” I say making my over to her. When I reach her I wrap my arms around my waist. “You can always put that stuff back on when we get home. Better yet you can wear them tonight when we meet my parents for dinner, then I can take you back to their guest room and have my way with you. Every teenage boys dream come true. I’d totally be okay with that.” I smirk at her and squeeze her ass tight, suddenly very happy we agreed to spend the night at my parents house. And I thought the only benefit was that we won’t have to get up at the ass crack of dawn.
“Oh, you’d be okay with it? Just okay? I wouldn’t want to bother you or anything.” She says, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she tries to wiggle out of my arms. “By the way I am not having sex with you in your parent’s house, though I’m glad to know that you wouldn’t mind it.”
I hold her tighter and cradle her face in my hands. I rest my forehead against hers. “I bought you something today... well, two somethings really... and I’m so good at gift giving, that I think you will let me do all sorts of dirty things to you at my parent’s house.” I wiggle my eyebrows as I whisper against her lips.
Her eyes are huge when she raises her face to look at me. “Edward! Why would you buy me something! I don’t need any... um, things!” I knew she’d be pissed.
“Yes you do, baby. You’re sad. I want to see you happy,” I pull the black velvet boxes from my pocket. “and I think these are going to make you happy. At least, I hope they make you happy.”
She takes the boxes from me and looks up at me with tears in her eyes. I turn her around and walk behind her with my hands on her hips. When we make it to our bed, I pull her down in my lap. She stares at the boxes like they are a puzzle that she is trying to figure out. I kiss her hair and encourage her to open them.
“Open them, baby girl.” I kiss her again.
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| Chapter 22- Slide EPOV |
I open the door to the apartment and the cool air almost knocks me over. I can hear Bella singing in our bedroom. I crack the door so that I can see her. She is wearing a white lace bra, and a white thong. She also has on thigh high stockings held up by a garter belt. What the... The Goo Goo Dolls are blasting from her ipod and in the middle of my favorite line of “Slide” she turns and sees me in the doorway.
When she turns to face me I see that she is pouting. “What’s wrong, Angel? Are you that happy to see me?”
She sighs loudly before she answers me. “Of course I’m happy to see you, but I didn’t want you to see this yet.” She waves her hand in front of her body. “And I just discovered that I can’t wear the thigh highs with the shoes I bought, so that means no sexy girl garter belt either.” Her exaggerated pout makes me want to kiss her full lips.
“Well then I’m glad that I got to see you, because you look amazing, Bells.”
“Thanks, baby. I’m just a little disappointed.”
“Don’t be,” I say making my over to her. When I reach her I wrap my arms around my waist. “You can always put that stuff back on when we get home. Better yet you can wear them tonight when we meet my parents for dinner, then I can take you back to their guest room and have my way with you. Every teenage boys dream come true. I’d totally be okay with that.” I smirk at her and squeeze her ass tight, suddenly very happy we agreed to spend the night at my parents house. And I thought the only benefit was that we won’t have to get up at the ass crack of dawn.
“Oh, you’d be okay with it? Just okay? I wouldn’t want to bother you or anything.” She says, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she tries to wiggle out of my arms. “By the way I am not having sex with you in your parent’s house, though I’m glad to know that you wouldn’t mind it.”
I hold her tighter and cradle her face in my hands. I rest my forehead against hers. “I bought you something today... well, two somethings really... and I’m so good at gift giving, that I think you will let me do all sorts of dirty things to you at my parent’s house.” I wiggle my eyebrows as I whisper against her lips.
Her eyes are huge when she raises her face to look at me. “Edward! Why would you buy me something! I don’t need any... um, things!” I knew she’d be pissed.
“Yes you do, baby. You’re sad. I want to see you happy,” I pull the black velvet boxes from my pocket. “and I think these are going to make you happy. At least, I hope they make you happy.”
She takes the boxes from me and looks up at me with tears in her eyes. I turn her around and walk behind her with my hands on her hips. When we make it to our bed, I pull her down in my lap. She stares at the boxes like they are a puzzle that she is trying to figure out. I kiss her hair and encourage her to open them.
“Open them, baby girl.” I kiss her again.
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