Chapter Seven

A/N: First & foremost, characters belong to the lovely Stephenie Meyer, but The Pin-Up Girl belongs to me, Cozmedic

The Nearness of You originally sang by Sarah Vaughan for CBS Records
Written by Hoagy Carmichael, Ned Washington
Performed in New York City by Sarah Vaughan on December 21, 1949
Lyrics courtesy CMT.com


Props: Also, I have to take the time to thank my sister (again) for being my editor…she loves this story as much as I do. So much so, that while she was reading this chapter, her one year old daughter got lollipop stuck in her hair without her noticing too much. ;) Thank goodness, no one’s hair had to be cut for the love of this story.

Finally, this chapter is dedicated to the readers of The Pin-Up Girl…you guys are friggin’ awesome & I love you! Thank you for being so supportive! Without you, this little story would’ve ended a long time ago.

Chapter Seven –

Love.

A simple four-letter word that meant so much, and yet, was as complicated and intricate as a spider’s web on a warm summer’s eve. The simple act of love that Bella and I had engaged in was going to get as complicated as that spider’s web.

And I knew that as soon as we declared our love for one another.

Jacob.

It would get tangled and complex.

Lies will have to be told.

I already foresaw it.

Discretion would be essential.

I knew how complicated it would get. Discretion was of the essence, especially with a high profile talent like Bella.

I’m fucking a married woman.

But for now, as I lay next to my love, the outside world was irrelevant.

She loves you. You love her. Period.

The outside world was irrelevant…for now, anyway.

A destined love could never fail…right?

And I was happy to oblige because lying next to Bella was like being in heaven next to a delicate angel. It was easy to dismiss any, if not all, of the complexities we may have to face in the future. We were together, on the same page. We would be able to get through anything.

Was our love rock steady? Steady enough to stand up to the shit storm that was coming.

Hopefully without losing our careers in the process.

*Flush*

Bella and I lay face-to-face staring into each other’s eyes, not speaking. Her eyes were easy to get lost in. It was like looking through a pane of glass straight to her soul. It was beautiful.

What I wouldn’t give to get into her head.

“What are you thinking?” Bella asked after a few moments, as if she was reading my mind, her eyes dancing with curiosity.

“I was thinking what I wouldn’t give to get into your pretty head.” I replied with a half grin pulling at the corner of my mouth.

Her smile lit up my world, “Do you think I’m that interesting on the outside to want to know what’s happening on the inside?”

I pulled my bandaged hand from underneath the side of my face and stroked her cheek lightly, “I think that you are the most interesting person I know.”

“Why, Edward? I’m no one special. I’m just a girl from a one-horse town in Washington--”

“Who is more extraordinary then you give yourself credit for.” I finished.

Bella propped herself up onto her right elbow setting her head onto the palm of her hand, excitement trilling through her voice, “Get the camera out.”

Abso-fucking-lutely.

I hopped up, found my grey slacks lying in a haphazard pile on the floor and tossed them on. I walked into my bedroom and grabbed my Ektra sitting in the same place on my dresser I left it two days before after my last shoot with Bella.

“Grab a couple rolls of film, Edward!” Bella exclaimed from the other room. Her voice still was dripping with excitement.

I fumbled with clumsy hands through my nightstand drawer, grabbing two brand new rolls of Kodak film.

There was a new skip in my step as I walked back into my living room. I was damn near giddy.

“Bella, what is going through--”

I stopped short and lost my voice as soon as I pulled my sights off of my camera and up into those chocolate brown eyes. It was like my inner being pulled my vocal cords out of their sockets.

*ZAP*

And that’s when my jaw dropped two feet on the floor from my face. My heart sped up in a brief instant, than stopped just as suddenly.

Medic!!! We need a medic over here!

Sarah Vaughan’s “The Nearness of You” flooded the entire room.

Man down! Man down!

Bella stood in the middle of the room, cigarette in one hand, and the crumpled photo from the previous evening in the other. The soft dim light from a single lamp engulfed her exquisite figure as she stood in white stockings, white garters, and white Dior stiletto pumps. Her alabaster skin sparkled in the soft glow, her breasts barely covered by a sheer white, waist-high robe, the edges delicately trimmed with a white fluffy boa. Her pink nipples were aroused and standing at attention through the see-through fabric.

Holy hell…

A mask of innocence caressed her features; her eyes drunk with passion and love.

I’m getting a pulse…he’s coming around, folks.

As if God, Himself, was as enraptured with her beauty and being as I was, a slight breeze wafted through the room, sending the robe up in a flutter, making her look as though she possessed angel wings.

Ms. Vaughan’s sexy voice only added to the ambient mood of the room.

Why do I just wither and forget all resistance
When you and your magic pass by
My heart’s in a dither, dear
When you’re at a distance
But when you are near, oh my

“When I was here last night, I saw this on the floor, resting peacefully next to you.” Bella waved the crumpled sheet of photo paper in her hand, a smile teasing her newly painted cherry red lips.

It’s not the pale moon that excites me
That thrills and delights me
Oh no, it’s just the nearness of you

I nodded like an idiot child. I couldn’t speak.

Pulse getting stronger…breathe, Cullen!

The sultry voice of Sarah Vaughan soothed my thumping heart as I watched Bella walk over to me.

It isn’t your sweet conversation
That brings this sensation
Oh no, it’s the nearness of you

Bella extinguished her cigarette in a small amber ashtray on the end table, looked up at me with a dream-like gaze through half-closed lids and walked over to me. She entangled her arm around my waist, making her way behind me. Her sharp heels made a soft clicking noise against the wood of my flooring, sending delicious chills down my spine.

Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.

She began to trace the curves of my back muscles with her fingertip. I closed my eyes and let her touch encase my being. Bella moved her finger through the peaks and valleys of my muscles in a slow, tortuous manner, sending me into a spiral.

When you’re in my arms
And I feel you so close to me
All my wildest dreams come true

All I could do was stand there. It was like Bella put me under some love-induced spell, as her finger gently roamed over my skin.

She placed a hand on each side of my waist, continuing to massage my lower back with her thumbs, than planted a light butterfly-winged kiss in the center of the back of my neck. Bella’s breasts rubbed seductively across my back as she ran her soft tongue from the spot she kissed down the top of my shoulder then back to my ear. Pulling my earlobe into her warm mouth, she nibbled and suckled until I thought I would die, right there on the floor. My legs were turning into Jell-o.

Releasing my earlobe from her delectable mouth, her voice purred sensuously into my ear, sending a shockwave of endorphins straight to my balls, “The day you shot this photo, I wanted you so badly, I had to go home and do things to myself that were unspeakable.”

Ms. Vaughan’s lyrics reverberated through my head, as I could do nothing but feel.

I need no soft lights
If you’ll only grant me
The right to hold you ever so tight
And to feel in the night the nearness of you

The photo floated to the floor in front of my feet, “Do you want me to tell you what I did to myself or would you like me to show you, Edward?”

The only thing I could muster in response, was a groan of pure pleasure.

Show me. Fuck, just show me, my beautiful Bella.

She had me completely love-stoned.

I was like a man crawling his way through the Nevada desert on the hottest day of the year struggling to breathe. Nothing could satiate my lovesick hunger.

No one save for Bella.

My eyelids fluttered open as she posed herself in front of me again. Running her finger across my bare collarbone, she cooed delicately, “I would like to show you what I fantasized about.”

Playfully, Bella pulled at my bottom lip with her teeth, than she whispered, “Take out the camera, Edward, and follow me.”

I don’t know if I could move, even if I tried, love.

Before my brain could catch up with what she was saying, Bella turned on her stiletto and walked out into the moonlight of the evening onto the massive piece of grass into my backyard, a blue velvet backdrop from my collection suddenly appeared, draped over her arm.

The insistent yearning within my loins had returned, sending my cock into a frenzy.

I think you permanently nailed my balls to the floor, you magnificent sex kitten.

I was in so much trouble.

I’m going to hell in a burning chariot with the hounds of hell paving the way, and the Devil himself escorting me all the way there.

I watched her lay out the back drop onto the grass, positioning her body in the same pose as in the photo, splaying out her hair above her like an angel’s halo. I wasn’t sure how my legs found feeling again, but I managed to walk out and make my way toward her.

For a few brief moments, I found enough sanity to flounder a new roll of film into the camera.

My backyard was wrought with the unfiltered moonlight that dripped shamelessly from the full moon that had blessed the Los Angeles skies, giving me the unusual advantage of natural light. I pulled my second set of eyes to the world up to my face, bringing Bella’s seductive figure into view.

Bella began to play with me as I approached, and I shot ten frames in succession.

Is the trouble worth it, Cullen?

Snap. Fuck. Snap. Yes. Snap. Snap. Snap…

Her hands twisted through the soft tendrils of her hair as I continued catching every moment that she allowed me to suspend in time. Her hands began to drift sensuously down her neck, gently caressing her breasts.

Those goddamn eyes.

Her eyelids fluttered shut as her hands began to explore her body. Down her neck, fingers lingering at her heaving chest. Bella’s legs rubbed together slowly.

My trousers were so tight I couldn’t even fit a pack of cigarettes in the pocket if I had wanted to. Small beads of sweat began to permeate my scorching skin as I continued to watch her writhe with seductive prowess.

Bella’s hands moved under the flimsy fabric of her robe. Her hands explored the curvaceous shape of her breasts. Her fingers began to linger over her aroused nipples underneath the sheer fabric. She began to moan softly, as she rolled her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, “Oh, Edward.”

Oh, Christ almighty.

I’m not sure when I stopped snapping photos, but suddenly her eyes met mine. She motioned at me with her finger, as her other hand slipped sensuously down her lace panties.

Oh, fuck! Let me help you with that.

The camera felt like a hundred pounds in my hand. I let it go, dropping it into the grass. I pulled off my trousers and made my way towards her on the blue velvet.

“Tell me.” I wouldn’t take her unless she told me those three words.

“I love you. I’ve always loved you. No one else,” she purred. I stood before her as she placed her dressed foot into my left hand. I took it, caressing the shiny patent leather with both hands.

She sighed, “Tell me.”

“I love you.” I began as I tossed the white-heeled shoe in the pool. A small splash sputtered in acceptance.

Thank the heavens I had a private backyard, not a person in sight for over five miles.

She pointed her toes at me through her stocking-covered foot. I let my fingers caress the arch of her foot. Bella purred in response.

Oh, fuck yes, Bella.

“I love your gams,” I continued as I let my hand slide up her calf.

She continued to palm herself slowly under the white lace, her eyes never leaving mine.

Soft, sexy rumblings left her throat as I allowed my hands to travel up her left leg, letting it falter at the knee. I placed it gently back onto the blanket, picking up her right leg and doing the same as I did to the left, tossing the other shoe into the pool to follow the demise of the other heel.

I draped her legs spread eagle in front of me, slipping my hands under her knees and hoisting them up only a couple inches off the blanket.

She removed her hand from underneath the white lace.

As I dropped to my knees between her legs, letting my hands drift to her garters, she placed her wet finger to my mouth. I took it between my lips, greedily sucking every drop she fed me.

Goddamn, she tastes so fucking good.

She gave me her sexy smile, while she removed her finger from my mouth.

“I love the way you taste.” I replied a slow smile spreading across my face.

I unclipped the white lace thigh highs from the confines of the small metal grips and began to roll the silk stockings off of each leg.

“I love your sexy thighs as they wrap around my waist.” I continued digging my fingers into her soft alabaster flesh.

Bella arched her back in response, “Hmmm…more. Tell me more, Edward.”

I moved from between her legs and crawled back to my camera. She looked so goddamn sexy with the only things remaining on her body were a garter, her lace panties, and that gorgeous flimsy piece of fabric.

Her eyes lazily drifted open. When she realized what I was doing she rolled onto her stomach and propped herself up on all fours, beginning a seductive crawl toward me. The robe billowed in the breeze like a cloud.

Bella flipped her soft tresses to her left shoulder and began to move through the sea of navy blue velvet.

“Tell me more, baby.” She cooed.

Snap. Sweet holy hell. Snap.

This woman made me do things I never would have ever thought of doing.

Snap. Like take pictures of her while you’re in your birthday suit in your backyard at nine o’ clock in the evening. Snap.

I set my camera back down as she closed in on my lips and drew me into another one of her sweet kisses, straddling my lap. My hands gently removed the robe from her shoulders. I began a soft trail of wet kisses down her neck to her chest.

Bella arched her back, as my hands rested on her lace-covered ass. I fisted the sheer fabric. I wanted to rip them right off of her like the primordial animal she was turning me into.

She looked down into my eyes and raised an eyebrow at me, “And what are you going to do about those you nasty, naughty boy?”

I took one of her pert nipples into my mouth as I forcefully pulled the flimsy fabric at the seams.

Riipppp…Hehe…Victory!

Lace panties gone.

Bella grabbed my face with both hands, pulling her breast from the hot confines of my mouth.

She gave a sexy little giggle that sent a wave of goose flesh across my skin. “That’s my naughty, naughty boy. Now, baby, tell me. Just once more.”

Our faces were just a breath away from each other, her hands entangled in my hair, and my arms encircling her tiny waist.

She looked at me with such a tender expression, it made my heart swell.

She was no longer the woman I had fantasized about. She was no longer the woman I had grown to love over the past year. She was my soul mate. She was the reason I lived. The reason I breathed.

And nothing could get in the way of that.

Nothing and no one.

“All I want is to be loved by you. By only you, Edward,” A crystal-like tear escaped from the corner of her eye.

I was so in love with her, my heart ached. And with each second that ticked by, I was falling deeper into an oblivion I could never recover from.

We were no longer naked in my backyard, but we had stripped away all of us, for each other. We were two lovers baring our souls to each other.

I looked into her deep brown eyes, my voice only a whisper, “I love you. You are my sun, my air, my day and my night.”

With those words, the performance of only a few hours before began to replay.

I laid her down in the grass, my hands never leaving the back of her head, sliding my cock into her hot, wet pussy. Slowly, I began to take her as I wiped that single tear away from her eye. She groaned as I slipped in and out in slow succession, penetrating deeper with each pass.

She would always feel love from me.

She sighed, “Look at me when you cum, Edward.”

Tenderness.

Her hands grabbed the sides of my face as my penetrations began to get deeper and harder. Just looking into her eyes was like looking into her soul. She wanted this as much as I did. There was no doubt in my mind that the love I had for Bella was a love she reciprocated.

Never pain.

My body was ready to implode.

“Don’t hold back Edward. Give me all of you. I need you to give me all of you. Your heart. Your soul. All of you.”

Always pleasure.

“You have me Isabella. My soul. My heart. My life.” I gasped as sweat began to trickle between my shoulder blades.

Bella continued to hold onto the sides of my face as I plunged as hard and as deep as I could. She let her hands glide down to the back of my neck.

Her hips began to move faster the harder I plunged into her. She threw her head back and allowed her release to overtake her. Her body began to shudder and contract around my cock.

Watching her climax was fucking irresistible.

Holy hell.

As I climaxed I never took my eyes off of hers. I couldn’t. I wanted her to know that I meant every word I said.

It was at the pique of my release that Bella replied, “As I am yours, lover. My soul. My heart. My life.”

With those words, I crumbled into a heap on top of her. She began to stroke my damp hair, wrapping her legs tighter around my waist, hugging me closer to her, “Don’t go anywhere, Edward. Just stay with me. Like this, under the night sky.”

“Love,” I propped myself up on my elbows, smiling at her, “I could not dream of leaving you right now.”

Heaven.

That’s where I was: In heaven with my angel.