Chapter Twelve
Present...
Bella was in an urgent rush...
She needed to go to the restroom. After spending the whole day hiking on a trail near their campsite, Bella had exhausted all the water they had filled up in a hydro flask. And the bladder was about to explode.
After slamming the door open, she found a stall quickly and relieved herself. Instant relief a moment later, flushing, and washing her hands. A wisp of air fell on her neck. Looking up, she was startled to find Carlisle behind her. In the women's restroom...
"Carlisle?! What are you doing here?"
He looked livid.
"You didn't think to tell me you were going for the weekend?"
"I didn't think I had to tell you my plans. You're not the keeper of me, Carlisle."
"Not yet."
"What does that supposed to mean?" She asked, baffled.
But totally not liking how that sounded. Totally not...
"It means, I'm going to pursue you, Isabella." Bella's cheeks turned red, she could feel herself pressed against him. He moved an inch and a moan left her lips.
He traced his hand and fingers lower between her legs. "I don't swing that way anymore." Bella says. Even if she was lying to herself. Not wanting to reveal her decision quite yet.
"Are you positive, my Bella." She was. But a deep feeling inside her, just wanted to tell him.
"This isn't like you, Carlisle. When did you change?" He went rigid.
"When Esme cheated on me. It broke me. It changed me. I am not the same Carlisle." He finally voices.
It was an answer. He was different. He wasn't like this before. She must've made him worry. And shame and horror filled her.
Bella should be freaked out by the aggressiveness. But she looked deep within her and found out that she liked it. Bella wished he would do more. But Bella was still afraid. Afraid to break Aster's heart. Afraid to break her own. And she was stuck with guilt for making Carlisle worry.
"I'm sorry Carlisle. I truly am. But I can't do this. I'm in a relationship. I'm into girls." She was lying to herself...
He slides his hand further...
Rubbing his hand against Bella's center.
"This isn't helping." Bella says through gritted teeth. His lips brush against her neck.
"I will make you mine, Isabella Darling."
After that , the door slammed with a big thud and Bella was left alone in the restroom. Sexually frustrated. It got on her nerves that Carlisle actually did that. But even more nervous that she was lying to herself.
Because she actually liked the domination.
And craved more...
She walked back to the campsite after a long while. Aster declared that she got lost because that was a long time.
She needed to forget.
To lose herself.
So she grabbed Aster's hand and led her into the tent. Aster held confusion on her face - when Bella suddenly kissed her without words.
She deepened the kiss and Aster silently complied.
They each took off their clothes - both naked, Aster started rubbing her fingers against Bella's clit eliciting a moan from Bella.
They kissed each other till the early sun shined. However - Bella knew one thing.
She was screwed.
Because as hard as she tried to find pleasure in Aster.
She didn't.
She wanted Carlisle.
And it was bad.
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Claiming a Swan
أدب الهواةBella has moved on from Edward and the Cullens. In fact, she's doing really well. Ten years have passed. She owns her own chain of bookstores. She a boss! And has made quite the profit from it. It's a fate encounter, when she runs into Carlisle...
