MMMMMMMonday - Master of the Universe

I have been such a Lemon Sister-slacker lately.....

But a few things have been keeping me busy.

1. Triathlon Training

This picture is funny because everyone looks so fast! I'm all tortoise, baby!

2. Planning fun events for a big Chicago Trip for Eclipse (15 girls are meeting for this epic event. East Coast, West Coast, Midwest and the South are all present. And even 1 lovely girl from the UK and 2 lovely ladies from Germany! SQUEEEEEE!!!)

3. Betaing my awesome fics (Clementines and Your True Colors)

4. Falling in love with fanfic again.....

My dear Betti has been harassing me about Master of the Universe by SnowQueens IceDragon. She's like: "I know you'd love this one!" "Have you started reading it yet?" "You'd know what I was talking about if you were READING THIS FUCKING FIC!"

And I've heard about this fic from tons of people, including the gals over on Twitarded...I just well, for lack of a better word I'm up to my eyeballs in Fairy books right now (just finished Ink Exchange by Melissa Marr) and I just can't be bothered.

So I was bored one night, not sleeping do to one reason or another and clicked on the link to the blog Betti gave me. THIRTY EIGHT chapters later - it was 3:00 and I sent a rather nasty email to Betti saying something like, "What the hell were you thinking telling me to read this fic! I'm supposed to be sleeping! GAAAAHHHHH YOU ARE EVIL!"

Holy shit you guys - I know most of you have read this - but it's worth it, even if you're falling out of love with fic, to read it. Just start - get to chapter 5. If you aren't up til 3am then just quit reading this blog...cuz it doesn't get any better than this!

Long story short - this is a very AU/AH fic about Edward (the Dom) and Bella (the supposed soon-to-be-accidental-sub). But you know what - whoops - they fall in love. There is mystery, humor, great side characters (I HATE MRS. ROBINSON!) and lemons. Oh wait - I need that bold and in all caps: LEMONS!!!!!!!

Nearly every chapter has them. They are all juicy. They are all hot. Did I mention the chapters are super short! So it's like 1 lemon per 1000 words. It works for me!

So, I know several of you don't like us reccing the multichaptered fics...but this one is worth it AND it's complete - I finished it in 3 days (ok, nights!) of reading. I think there are 87 chapters and a special EPOV outtake. The Epi is coming along shortly....

Here's a little tease:

“After you Miss Swan,” he murmurs, opening the door for me. He looks so casually elegant. I pause, fractionally too long, drinking in the sight of him… oh my… And I slept with him last night, after all the tequila and the throwing up… And he’s still here, and he wants to take me to Seattle, I just don’t understand what he sees in me. I head out the door recalling his words – I’m drawn to you – Well, the feeling is entirely mutual Mr. Cullen, I think, as we both walk in silence down the corridor towards the elevator. As we wait I peek up at him through my lashes and he looks out of the corner of his eyes down at me. I smile and his lips twitch.

The elevator arrives and we step in. We’re alone, and suddenly for some inexplicable reason, possibly our proximity in such an enclosed space, the atmosphere between us changes, charging with an electric, exhilarating anticipation. My breathing alters. His head turns fractionally toward me, his eyes darkest jade. I bite my lip.

“Oh, fuck the paperwork,” he growls and he lunges at me, pushing me against the wall of the elevator and before I know it, he’s got both of my hands in one of his in a vice-like grip above my head, and he’s pinning me to the wall using his hips… holy shit. His other hand grabs my ponytail and he yanks down, bringing my face up and his lips are on mine. It’s only just not painful. I moan into his mouth, giving his tongue an opening and he takes full advantage, his tongue expertly exploring my mouth. I have never been kissed like this. My tongue tentatively strokes his and joins his in a slow erotic dance that’s all about touch and sensation, all bump and grind. He brings his hand up to grasp my chin and holds me in place. I am helpless, my hands pinned, my face held and his hips restraining me. I can feel his erection against my belly… He wants me… Edward Cullen, Greek god wants me. And I want him, here now, in the elevator.

“You are so sweet,” he murmurs, each word a staccato.

The elevator stops and the doors open and he pushes away from me in the blink of an eye, leaving me hanging… Three men in business suits look at both of us and smirk as they climb on board. My heart rate is through the roof, I feel like I’ve run an uphill race. I want to lean over and grasp my knees, but that’s just too obvious. I glance quickly up at him. He looks so cool and calm, like he’s been doing the Seattle Times crossword. How unfair, is he totally unaffected by my presence. He glances at me out of the corner of his eye and he gently blows out a deep breath. Oh, he’s affected alright, and my very small inner goddess sways in a gentle victorious samba.

The businessmen exit on the second floor. We have one more floor to travel.

“You’ve brushed your teeth,” he says, staring at me.

“I used your toothbrush,” I breathe.

His lips quirk up in a half smile.

“Oh, Isabella Swan… What am I going to do with you?”

The doors open at the first floor and he takes my hand and pulls me out.

“What is it about elevators?” he mutters, more to himself than to me. I can just about keep up with him because my wits have been thoroughly, royally, scattered all over the floor and walls of elevator three in the Heathman Hotel.

Stay classy out there Lemonland- and drink a mimosa or two, or ten for me around 10:30am Sunday morning when I'm done killing myself out there in a my swim, bike, run!