CF Chapter 12 TEASER

I kept Bella’s hand clasped tightly in mine as I moved toward my car. She kept up pace with me. “Edward, where are you taking me? And what about my truck?” she asked. “I can’t just-”

“Leave the fucking thing. We’ll get it later.”

I didn’t give a shit about anything but proving a point. I wanted her so goddamn bad, but I never wanted to hurt her… physically or emotionally. She thought I saw weakness when I looked at her, saw nothing but the scar on her chest, but she couldn’t have been more fucking wrong. She was a survivor, the strongest person I knew, and she’d become too important to me now. I wanted to do shit right where she was concerned, show her she was so much more than a fucking body to me, but she had to second guess me, and I was so tired of her second guessing how I felt about her.

She put up a little resistance, but I wasn’t having that shit. Not now. “But, Edward, I can’t-”

Before she could finish speaking, I had her back pressed against the passenger side door, my body against hers, keeping her from being able to move away. “Are you really fucking worried about your truck, Bella?” I thrust my hips forward, pressing my dick into her stomach, replacing her words with moans. “Yeah, I didn’t think so. See, you think you got shit figured out, but you don’t.”

“What…” she swallowed thickly. “What are you saying?”

I smirked down at her. “You had to push, and you couldn’t just let me do shit my own way. You want to know how much I want you, what you fucking do to me, how much you make me burn inside for you?” I leaned forward, running my nose along her jaw. I could literally hear her heart beating within her chest. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” She whimpered. “I know it is, and I’m gonna show you exactly how much I want you, Bella.”