Sweat on an ice cold night. It was one of the many factors that made up Isabella Swan's relationship with Edward Cullen, and tonight was one of those nights. Thumping, moaning, rolling, tossing, biting, scratching. Bella stopped; someone was walking up the steps. It could only have been two people: Jacob or Charlie. Her guess was Charlie.

"Go!" Bella whispered to her lover, who looked at her with disdain.

"Why?" He grumbled. Edward, being the known Sadist of Forks, Washington, was certainly not one to be interrupted in the masterful art of sex.

"Charlie." That was all the prompting Edward needed. The auburn-haired boy forced himself out of Bella, off the bed, and somehow managed to pull his boxers on before Charlie, who was only seconds away, opened the door. As soon as the boy had gotten out of the window, the doorknob turned and in walked Charlie.

"Bella?" The man had a well-known tendency to interrupt at the worst of times. "I heard thumping and moaning." What the hell? How could he have heard moaning? Grumbling, panting, and whispering was about all they did when they made love. The recluse must have been listening pretty damn hard. "Were you masturbating again?!" 'Damn it. Maybe I should just go with that.' Bella nodded sheepishly, as a crimson blush spread across her already rosy cheeks.

HONK, HONK!

"Bella! Last time I caught you, you had a magazine? Are we going to need to get you counseling? Will I have to tell your mother?!" Charlie was sweating and shaking as he said the dreaded words. "Where'd ya' get those magazines, anyways? Angela, Alice, or maybe it was"

HONK, HONK, HONK!

"From your closet." Charlie's mouth snapped shut and he looked at his feet.

"Eoohhhw..." It was Charlie's turn to blush. "Erm... carry on, then. Just make sure you don't tell anyone." Inner Bella Smiled, doing a dance for winning finally winning a battle against Charlie. "Edward, you can come back." She whispered as soon as she heard her father's bedroom door shut." A disturbed Edward gracefully floated in through the window, snickering.

"His closet? Out of all the..." Edward drifted off into his musical laughter. Bella rolled her eyes, and blushed even more as Edward climbed back into bed with her. She made quick work Edward's boxers and pulled herself back on top of him.

"I believe this is where we left off, Edward." Bella whispered seductively. Edward laughed his musical laugh once more and they both continued.

"Oh, Edward!" Bella moaned as she climaxed. She fell limp into Edwards stone chest and was panting heavily. Edward was soon after, grunting to his release. After returning from the afterglow, Bella rolled over on to her to lay beside her vampire boyfriend.

"Sorry about forcing you into the cold" Bella breathed against his skin. Edward only chuckled lightly and kissed the top of her head.

"It was acutally rather interesting. I had quite a few ladies pass by and honk their horns at me and saying 'Take it off, Cullen boy!'" Bella rolled her eyes again and snuggled further into his chest.

"But you're MY Cullen boy, right?" Bella mockily threatened. Edward smile back and aswered, "Of course, My dear Bella. I'm no one elses but yours. That I promise." Bella's eyes were half closed when she heard her lover mumble, "Do you think we'll ever get caught?"

Well, that's a very good question, Bella! Will they ever get caught? There will be a sequal to this story to answer that question. Stick around for the answer

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