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5/21/2019

Episode Twelve: When The Lights Go Out

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Episode Twelve: When The Lights go Out

Warning: this episode contains graphic sexual descriptions. Reader discretion is advised. Intended for a mature audience only. (18+)

For the first time in the week, the morning was not sunny. It was a lonesome gray with angry clouds filling the normally blue sky. The rain was coming down slowly like a dripping faucet, in fat heavy drops. I hadn't looked at the weather in a few days, and it took me a little by surprise. LA wasn't known for its rain, and there hadn't even been a chance last time I looked. But that was a week before. Last Monday or Tuesday, maybe? Edward had talked about the rain with others I realized as I thought about it. I couldn't remember any of the details though. I had been too lost in my own daydreams.

I hadn't slept much the night before. Or, really at all. I thought about Edward and what I was going to do with these... feelings. The likelihood of me never seeing him after the morning was nearly one hundred percent, as sad as it made me. I hated that I had a crush like a child. He was a celebrity, and he had access to a lot prettier girls than me. Younger women. Or, men. I was sure I wasn't the first person to be so struck by him. And Edward was charming with me, but he was probably that way with everyone. He flirted easily enough with the girl from the party. At least, that's what I told myself.

My bags were packed for my flight back home, and I had showered again already before the sun had even come up. I was trying to relax to get to sleep, but it didn't work. I had edited probably three hundred images of Edward, his home, and our amazing days together instead of resting like I should have been. My phone and spare batteries were fully charged, as was my laptop. All I had to do was put them in my backpack and go. There was nothing else for me to do but wait the two hours until I had to go to the airport. Edward wasn't a morning person, so I didn't expect to see him. Especially after such a long busy weekend.

That is until I heard the gentle tapping on the door. I almost mistook it for the rain. I had to wait for the second knock to be sure. It was just before eight in the morning.

“Yeah?” I quickly stood from the bed, smoothing my clothes and closing my laptop.

Edward slowly opened the door to peak in. “I... saw the light. I'm not waking you?”

“Of course not,” I told him with a forced smile. “What are you doing awake? I didn't expect to see you this morning.”

“I've not been asleep, to be honest,” he said it with very little hint of his normal cheerfulness. “I worked on editing all night.”

"Me too." I took a few steps forward, and he came into the room a little more to meet me in the middle. The rain began to fall harder, hitting the glass of the windows with little clicks and clanks.

"So, I know that it's really important to you to remain professional while you're working," he began, but he seemed to struggle to find the right words.

“It is,” I agreed, though I certainly hadn't remained very professional in the past few days. “But, I'm off the clock right now,” I used his line from before.

He took a deep breath like he had to steel himself. “Bella, I meant it when I said that I am very fond-” Lightning crashed not far from us, loudly cracking to the ground and shaking the whole house. We both jumped a half foot closer to one another. There was the loud explosion outside that shocked us both so that he took me by the arms as if he was about to protect me from something. The lights flickered off after a second. A transformer must have blown from the lightning strike. Car alarms could be heard beeping outside out of sync.

I was grabbing onto his shirt, holding onto it as I looked back over my shoulder at the storm brewing outside through the large window. When I looked back, he was gazing directly into my eyes. He wasn't smiling, his face was earnest and worried.

“Isabella, I like you,” he said loudly in the electricity-free silence. A little too loudly. “I am more than just fond of you,” he said more softly after he cleared his throat.

"I like you too, Edward. So much," the words came out before I had time to think about them.

“I have such strong feeling for you. I'm kind of overwhelmed by them because honestly I've not felt like this about a person before and I thought I had-” he was interrupted again by the loud ringing of my cell phone. I knew the tone instantly. I let go of his shirt as if I had just been caught doing something naughty in church by my grandmother.

“That's my boss. I have to take this,” I said with a red hot flush covering my entire face. I was actually so hot that I was dizzy. I mumbled, “I'm so sorry.” It was a warm wet slap of reality.

“No, go ahead. I understand.” He let go of me so I could go get my phone from the nightstand.

"Hello," I answered, but with my free hand I reached out to him. His smile returned for the first time. Edward closed the gap between us, and he took my hand into his, quickly bringing it to his mouth so he could kiss my knuckles. I had to hold back a childish giggle of delight.

"Hey, Bella- it's Jessica. I've got some bad news. I was just checking my email, and I got one from the airline. It was forwarded to me too since I made your arrangements. Your flight has just been canceled due to the weather. I wanted to make sure you knew as soon as possible. I hope I didn't wake you."

“Um. no. You didn’t. Wow, I didn't realize it was that bad.” Edward held my hand as I spoke, our eyes locked onto the one another. He could hear the call as well. His smile grew even wider.

“Yeah. There is a good chance that tomorrow's flights will be canceled or at the very least delayed. So, I negotiated with the airline and got you fifteen hundred in credit to get a flight out whenever you want, weather permitting. But, I can't give you any extra cash for a hotel or food,” she explained, obviously concerned. She had gone above and beyond already though. “I’m sorry.”

I was giddy, talking way too fast, “no, that's not a problem. I can afford to be a tourist for a couple of days. That's amazing about the credit. It's so much! When do I need to use the credit by?”

“It doesn't expire. And, you don't have to use it all at once. It's like a gift card. I sent everything to your email,” she said, obviously worried for me.

“That's great, actually. Thanks. Maybe I can have a little vacation since I'm here. Stay an extra day or two. Give them a few days to catch up from the madness this is sure to cause,” I told Edward as much as I told her. He nodded.

“You are welcome to stay for as long as you want,” Edward assured me as he squeezed my hand gently.

I brought my hand up to his face to brush my fingers over his cheek. "Thank you," I said quietly. His skin was so soft. He had just shaved, and I could smell his body wash on his freshly showered skin.

“Is he there?” Jessica said excitedly, whispering loudly like he couldn't still hear her over the tremendously loud phone.

“Yes. He's very sweet.”

He brought my palm to his lips, and he kissed it lightly, his eyelashes fluttering gently against his cheek as he did. I was having a little trouble breathing. An aching began to grow in the pit of my stomach.

Damn, he is pretty. And, he is kissing me like that.

“Oh, really? You'll have to tell me all about it... later. Send me your edits by the end of next week though,” Jessica pulled my attention back to her.

“Not a problem,” I assured her. I had probably already edited the ones I liked the most anyway. I had at least two thousand pictures to send in total. I wasn’t sure if it's what they wanted, but it was what they were getting. I could probably send them enough to double that though, but it would have been a bit too repetitive.

“Enjoy your vacation and stay safe from the storm. It's supposed to be really bad. Like a few inches of rain and really strong wind. Flooding, too. Be careful.”

“I will,” I promised before hanging up the phone. I tossed it onto the bed and looked back at the handsome man standing across from me. “Oh, darn," I said dryly. "My flight was canceled, and I won't be able to reschedule for at least a day. Maybe even two."

“Oh, no,” he mimicked my tone. “That. Is. Terrible.”

Well, when fate gives you a chance...

I decided to literally jump him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hopped so that I could wind my legs around his waist. He caught me easily in his thick, strong arms, holding me up as I pressed my mouth against his.

“I want you,” I told him simply between hot wet kisses.

His lips were soft but insistent, his grip so tight on my thighs it hurt in a good way. I held his face in my hands, trying to desperately keep up with his mouth. Edward was an amazing kisser. I wasn't surprised. His mouth was perfection.

We continued to kiss as he carried me out into the hall. “My room?” He asked against my mouth, pulling only a few millimeters away. I couldn’t have cared less where he carried me off to, as long as he was holding me.

I nodded my answer before kissing him again harder.

The feather down blanket was thick and soft against my back as he laid me down in the center of his king-sized bed. He knelt over me, my legs dangling over the edge of the mattress. His mouth explored my neck and the exposed skin of my chest.

“Is this okay?” He asked between quick kisses of my lips that spread all over my cheeks. “I don't want to rush you. I wasn't-”

“I jumped you. Literally,” I laughed as rubbed my fingers underneath his tee shirt. It felt so good, his skin delightfully soft. I slid my hands up until I pulled his shirt over his head. We kissed for several minutes as my hands mapped out his very tight muscles.

His hips seemed to fit perfectly between my legs, one of his hands holding my thigh as it wrapped around his waist. We ground against each other like teenagers. He moaned and hissed when I tugged my fingers through his hair, pulling him back so I could begin to kiss his neck and catch my breath.

He likes hair pulling, noted.

With a surprising amount of deft, he unbuttoned my shirt and pushed his large hands underneath my tank top. I lifted myself up and pulled off my purple flannel before he peeled off the white undershirt that clung tightly to me.

“Oh, they're perfect,” he moaned loudly as he shoved his face into my favorite purple lace bra covered breasts. I couldn't help but laugh and hug his head to my chest for a moment. I then reached behind me and undid the hooks for him. Edward pulled the straps from my arms and threw the item to the floor dramatically over his shoulder. He smiled as if he had just won the lottery.

He covered my chest in hot kisses, not missing a single inch of my breasts. He saved the nipples for last, and when he finally touched them with his tongue, I could have cried with happiness. My nails scratched along his back before I dipped my hands into the back of his basketball short to grab his very fine ass.

Edward was not wearing any underwear. God Bless.

He gasped when I squeezed as tight as I could with both hands.

“You cheeky little thing.” He nipped at the soft underside of my breast, making me squeal and laugh.

“I like your ass so much,” I confessed as he came up for another kiss on my mouth. I slid one of my hands up his back while the other gripped him again. I could feel his erection press against my jeans.

“I've honestly never been told that before,” he said into my ear, his skin so hot against my cheek. The sweat was already beginning to form on his forehead in the air-conditionless room.

“It looked so good in your flight suit,” I whispered against his temple.

I kissed away the sweat and pressed my lips along his ear before tugging at it with my teeth. He undid the button of my jeans, and together we forced them off my legs. I laid in front of him in only my faded Halloween panties from probably five years ago.

I suddenly realized I needed to visit a Victoria's secret or something. At least a Target.

Edward's smile brightened when he saw them. They had happy little purple vampire bats on them. "Love them," he mumbled as he moved his hand first down my stomach then between my legs over the fabric of my underwear. He was slow and gentle as he rubbed my clit through the thin material, increasing the pressure until my back was arched and I clutched to him as he kissed my chest again.

The first time he slid his fingers further down I could feel the fabric of my panties become soaked with my own arousal.

“Oh, fuck...” I whined as my head rolled back into the side of the blanket.

He slid two of his fingers underneath my panties and ran them over my already throbbing clit. Working me as he had before but with more pressure, he began to speed up and as he did his hand became slick with me. All the while giving me the most delicious hickey on the side of my breast, just beside my nipple.

He came up for a kiss on my lips then looked me in the eyes. He was so sweet and almost nervous. “Tell me what to do.”

I brought my hand down to where he was inside of me and showed him how hard I wanted him to press without words, arching my hips up to meet his fingers. When he had it just right I slid my own up to my clit, rubbing it gently with two of my fingers.

Edward actually gasped when he felt me tighten around him for the first time.

“Oh, my god,” he muttered before attacking my mouth. I tightened even more around him as I began to cum. I had already been so close before. “Yes, please. Oh, my god,” he said between kisses.

“Don't stop,” I begged over and over again as one turned into another. I bucked off the bed and kicked at the edge as my feet tried to find purchase from the power of it. I hadn't gotten off like it in ages. My toes actually curled into the blanket. It felt like a week of slow foreplay had led to this moment.

When it became too much, my body jerked away instinctively before then curling into him. He kissed along my hairline, a slightly crooked smile on his plush lips.

“Is that normal for you? Getting off more than once?”

“I'm really easy,” I admitted softly, embarrassed as I panted a little. “I've always been. I'm pretty good at getting myself off.”

“I can see that. And, I am very impressed. It's a skill I've mastered as well,” he teased in his playfully deep voice.

“I bet you have. I'd like to see your skills in action.” I moved my hand down his side and tugged at the band of his basketball shorts. I nibbled on his ear. “Do you have condoms?”

"Yes!" He answered as he quickly hopped off the bed and went to his bedside table. He had a brand new, unopened box. I tugged off my totally soaked panties and crawled up the bed so that I could help him. His hands were actually shaking a little as he ripped the condom from the row. I sat on my knees and took it from him, putting it to the side for a moment so I could tug down his shorts.

Edward was big. Bigger than I had expected though smaller than I had joked to Alice about. Thick might have been a better word, but he wasn't short by any means. It was perfectly pink, standing completely erect and uncut.

Damn.

I went down on my hands and knees so I could suck on him. I don't think he was expecting it though, a visible shiver of pleasure running through him as his breath went ragged.

I had always loved oral. Giving always made me feel so powerful. The noises he made were not voluntary, and I could feel his thighs tremble. When I looked up at him his head was resting to one side, his eyes shut tightly with his teeth biting deeply into his bottom lip. I knew I could finish him with my mouth, but I wanted more than that. When I pulled away, I gave a final lick in one slow motion while still stroking him with my hand.

“Thank you,” he breathed as I kissed his stomach, his fingers weaving gently into my hair.

“You're so polite,” I teased him, kissing his mouth. His face was flaming red. I loved it. I continued to slowly play with him.

“It's not nice to be... rude to the woman... who is doing good… amazing... uh... things to you,” he struggled to say, panting as he did. He had to concentrate to get the words out.

“I can see your logic.” I kissed along his jaw, tugging his hair back with my free hand. He jerked in my other hand. “I don't think that's what you like though. Being polite.”

“I think I'll like whatever you want to do to me.”

“That's dangerous,” I teased him again, finally reaching for the condom. “What if I'm really, really, really kinky?”

He smiled at me. “Promises, promises.”

I grinned from ear to ear.

I opened the wrapper, looking him directly in the eyes as I did so. “Just so you know, I'm going to ruin you for other women.”

He looked me over hungrily. “Already done.”

I wanted to laugh with absolute joy.

I slipped the condom onto him and shoved him down to the bed. Straddling Edward's waist, I leaned down to deeply kiss him on lips. As I did, he ran his hands over my thighs, gripping my ass.

Even as wet as I was, I had to slowly push myself down onto him. I could feel him deep in my stomach, my head leaned back as I pushed my hair out of my face with one hand. Gently I began to rock on top of him, his hands squeezing my hips as he helped me to find the perfect rhythm for us. When we found it, I began to play with my clit again.

“Ohhhh...” he drew out as he threw his head back against the pillows. His hips tightened underneath me, his sweat on my thighs. It wasn't hard to cum again as I called out his name. It was too much for him as he felt me tightened around him. His hands squeezed my waist, forcing me down hard on top of him over and over again with increasing speed. Edward went silent for his own orgasm, his face twisting into the pillows as he thrust up wildly into me.

I leaned down to kiss his shoulder when he finished, pulling myself off of him but still resting on his chest. We laid in silence as we tried to catch our breath. We were like that for several minutes.

Lightning brought me back to reality, shaking the house around us. We still didn't have power. I moved off of him silently and went to the bathroom, washing my hands and cleaning up. When I came back, he had removed the condom and was throwing it away. Edward went to the bathroom to clean up as well, and I took that opportunity to get underneath his super soft blanket that definitely needed to be cleaned.

I reached for him when he got out, and he smiled an almost shy grin as he rushed over to join me under the covers. His arms wrapped around me and my body felt like it fit perfectly against his. I was so tiny against him. I felt so safe and warm.

We fell asleep holding each other within a few minutes.

It was still daytime when I woke, and it was still raining. The power was still off, too. Edward's big arm was draped over my hip, his hand on my stomach while his chest pressed against my back. He was asleep. The gentle rise and fall of his chest as he slowly breathed was very soothing.

I got up quietly and put on his t-shirt which fell to my knees. I couldn't find my shirts. I went to my bedroom to look at my phone. It was two in the afternoon, and I had missed several messages from Alice asking about my flight.

I texted her back quickly. She was working. “Sorry I missed your call and texts. Forgot to message you this morning. My flight got canceled. I won't be able to fly out for a few days. I'll let you know when I know more.”

“What were you doing?” She texted back right away. “Where will you stay?”

"I fell back asleep. I couldn't sleep last night. Eddie invited me to stay with him, so no worries. Sorry to worry you earlier. I got distracted. The power is out because of the weather, so I'm going to conserve my phone battery. I'll talk to you later."

“Be careful and tell me everything when you get a chance.”

I put my phone on power saver mode and put it back on the nightstand. There wasn't anyone else I wanted to talk to that day besides Edward.

I couldn't make coffee, so I made myself a glass of milk and went to look out over the pool. The storm had knocked over one of the chairs, but that seemed to be it. There were few lights to be seen out towards the city.
I glanced over my shoulder and realized Edward was watching me from the darkness of the hallway. He was wearing only his basketball shorts.

“Hi,” he said quietly.

“Hi there.” I felt shy.

Edward took a few steps out of the darkness. “So, that was something else.”

“It was.” I suddenly felt very timid. Where had my confidence from earlier gone? “I guess we have things to talk about now.”

“I want to date you,” he said bluntly, quickly. Like he had to get it out. “I want you to be my girlfriend. I mean, I want to be with you. If you’ll have me.”

It made me smile and made me feel sad all at the same time. “I live on the opposite coast, Eddie.”

"I already travel a lot for my work. I've gone to New York a few times. I can come to see you, and I can fly you out to see me whenever you want," Edward said softly. "There are more ways than ever to keep a long distance relationship working. And I could always move to New York. I could do my work anywhere. Or, maybe one day I can convince you to move here. There isn't a better city for photographers than LA. Look, this week with you has been one of the best of my life, and I already know that I don't want to miss this chance with you, Bella. If you feel the same way."

“Isn't it obvious how I feel about you?” I asked him, embarrassed by my own feelings. “But I can't afford to fly whenever I want, Edward.”

“I'll pay for your tickets.”

I shook my head. “That's not fair. I don't want you to feel like I'm using you ever.”

“Darling, no. I wouldn't. I'm offering. Honestly though, If I could have my way you'd just never leave and that would fix that problem,” he said half-jokingly.

I glance back out the window again into the rain. “I have to go back to New York eventually. Probably on Thursday or Friday. You have to work, too. We can't let this keep us from our responsibilities.”

“Would you consider staying a week at least? I'll take care of everything. Give me a chance to convince you to stay with me forever.” He closed the distance between us and took my hand from my side. “Please?”

“A week?”

“Or, two?” His smile grew childishly wide as he saw he was winning. I sighed as my resolved slipped.

“A week. It's cheaper to fly out on a Tuesday or a Wednesday anyway. But I don't want to get in the way of your work.”

Edward was grinning happily. “Last night I got a week's worth of editing done. I'm way ahead. Besides, you make me feel so inspired. There are about thirty things I want to write down once I get a chance. After I get us some food, of course.”

"We might be stuck with Little Debbies and Pringles. You should check the weather, and if there is a break, we should go to the stores to get supplies for the lights being out. You are very much lacking in that department."

“You're right but first...” He pulled me fully into his arms and kissed me lightly. “Do you want to be my girlfriend?”

“Oh, my god. Are we in high school?” I teased him, wrapping my arms around his neck. I clicked my tongue and rolled my eyes playfully. “Gonna, like, take me to prom and stuff?”

“Baby, I'll take you wherever you want to go if you'll be mine.”

“Man, you're like a cheesy song lyric. Stop. I'll be your girlfriend if stop being such a try hard.” I tugged at his hair gently.

“But, trying hard is kinda my thing though,” he pouted playfully.

“You don't have to try that hard for me. I'm easy, I promise.”

“Just because you're easy doesn't mean you're not worth the extra effort,” he told me so seriously.

“Aw, that's the nicest way anyone has ever called me a slut before.” I placed my hand over my heart and smiled wildly while fluttering my eyelashes. I loved watching the momentary panic in his eyes before it fully sank in what I said.

Edward laughed loudly. "Oh, GOD! That is not what I meant, and you know it. Besides, I don't think you're that easy at all. I think you are cheeky. And naughty. And stubborn. And challenging. And amazing.”

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