I splashed water on my face and looked at myself in the mirror of the bathroom. Ugh. The circles under my eyes were massive. I had been staying at Bella's house for a week, ever since Emmett and I had a humungous knock-down-drag-out fight to end all fights. In anger, he threw the living room lamp at the wall in our apartment. I grabbed a bag and got the hell out of there. I called Bella, crying hysterically, and of course she let me stay with her and her husband.

Emmett had been calling and texting me constantly, but I had ignored him. I went to work as usual every day, went back to Bella's, sat in her guest bedroom and drank. Jose Cuervo. Silver. Bella kept telling me to talk to Emmett and that I couldn't run from my problems forever. And I knew she was right. But…I wasn't ready.

I opened the bathroom door and padded down the hall toward the guest bedroom when I heard the front door open downstairs. I had forgotten-Bella and her husband Edward had gone to a business dinner with Edward's boss or something like that. The door slammed shut.

"Shhh, Bella. You don't want to wake Rose." I heard Edward say.

"Oh, please. Rose can sleep through a typhoon." Bella scoffed. I smiled to myself. We had been roommates in college and she knew firsthand that absolutely nothing could wake me up if I was in a deep sleep. Not an alarm clock, not a stereo blasting right by my ear. One time she literally pushed me onto the floor and I still didn't move. I awakened hours later, trying to figure out why I was on the floor with a sneaker under my butt.

"Did you tell her that Emmett came by for her earlier?" he asked. My ears perked up at the sound of my fiancé's name.

"No. She said she's not ready to talk to him yet. I don't want her to feel pressured…"

"He is wrecked. He loves her so much…" Edward told Bella.

"I know but he gets so jealous. His temper…"

"He asked Jasper for a good therapist…I think he wants help with his temper." Edward said. Jasper was a good friend of both Edward's and Emmett's and was a doctor.

"Did Emmett tell you that or did Jasper?" Bella asked.

"Huh? Oh um…I don't remember." He stuttered.

"I swear, you men gossip worse than women." Bella laughed.

"Whatever, Bella. Can you make sure the light is off in the kitchen before we go upstairs?"

I started toward the guest room again, brightened by the knowledge that Emmett was finally going to do something about his quick temper. I was so in love with him but he blew a gasket any time another man hit on me. The night of our biggest fight yet, he punched a man at the bar because the jerk had waited until Emmett went to the restroom and tried to get my phone number. What that douchebag did was extremely disrespectful, but I didn't want Emmett to go to jail for assault. We hightailed it out there and when we got back to our apartment we had it out. I tossed my engagement ring at him, screaming that I couldn't be with someone who was so violent. That's when he threw the lamp at the wall. I am sure the neighbors called the police but I left so quickly that I didn't see the aftermath.

"Baby, you look so sexy in that dress." I heard Edward croon. I halted my steps, straining to hear their conversation.

"Is that why your hands kept wandering under my dress at dinner?" Bella teased. My eyebrows shot up in surprise. Not Edward. He was so intellectual and reserved. I mean, he and Bella were affectionate, but appropriately so. They were very obviously deeply in love but I couldn't see him putting his hands up his wife's dress at a business dinner.

"I couldn't help it. You know I love your legs…and what's between them." My mouth dropped open in surprise. This couldn't be Edward saying these things!

"Oh yeah?"

"Mmmm…come here. Let me show you." He murmured. My feet were stuck to the floor. I knew I should leave but curiosity got the best of me.

I heard Bella squeal and then Edward chuckled lowly.

"Baby, you're wet already?"

"I've been wet since we were at the restaurant and you were teasing me." Bella said.

"Okay, baby. No more teasing." Edward promised.

"Oh yes…oh God…mmmmmm," moaned my best friend wantonly. I immediately realized that I had a choice- I could sneak back to my room and forget what I'd heard or I could peek down the stairs at them. God, I had never thought of myself as a voyeur but hearing Bella's moaning was surprisingly arousing. I needed to see. I crept to the top of the steps, grateful for wall to wall carpeting that muffled my steps, and peered down.

Bella was sitting on their sofa, her pretty black dress bunched up around her waist and her legs spread open. Edward was kneeling between them, holding her panties to the side while he kissed her pussy and her platform high heels rested on his shoulders. They looked insanely erotic in that position. I could feel my heart hammering in my chest.

"You taste so good." Edward groaned as he licked and kissed. "I love your pussy, baby."

Bella bit her lip and grabbed Edward's head, closing her eyes in pleasure. Edward slowly pushed two fingers into Bella and she cried out. He moved them in and out while he sucked on her clit.

"Oh God…Oh shit Edward." She moaned. I could see that she was beginning to move her hips against his mouth. I could feel my own panties growing damp as I watched Bella get closer and closer to orgasm. Her eyes squeezed closed and her mouth gaped open as her body surrendered to Edward's ministrations. And Edward was unrelenting as he pleasured his wife. He held her legs open and added another finger, flicking her clit with his tongue.

"Edward! Edward I'm…oh God…" she cried and from my perch on top of the steps, I could see her legs shaking as the intense orgasm rolled through her body. Edward moaned as he licked her, slowing down as she came down from her climax. He placed one last soft kiss on her mound before standing up.

"Turn around, baby." He growled.

"Yes…" Bella agreed. She quickly got to her knees and leaned on the back of the couch, her ass pointed toward Edward. He unbuckled his belt and undid his pants, pulling his charcoal wool slacks and navy boxer briefs to his ankles. Holy shit! Who knew that Edward the accountant was packing like that? He was hard and thick and long. Bella had kept that delicious secret all to herself.

Edward pulled Bella's lacy red panties down and plunged into her depths immediately and they both moaned. He started with a slow rhythm, pushing deeply into her.

"Baby, I've been thinking about fucking you all night. Just. Like. This." He groaned as he gripped her hips. Edward had quite the dirty mouth on him.

"Me too, baby. Your dick feels so good." Bella was clearly not still the shy girl that I had met when we were freshmen in college.

"Your pussy is so wet. So tight. Fuck." He muttered as his right hand moved into her hair and pulled.

"Oh Edward, you know I love that. Again." She moaned.

He pulled again, a little harder and she moaned a little louder.

"Fuck baby." Edward groaned. He began to speed up his strokes. "I can feel you getting wetter when I do that shit. You're dripping."

"Yes, Edward. I love the way you fuck me."

"Oh baby, you're such a naughty girl." He said and smacked her right ass cheek, before rubbing it soothingly.

"Again…"

"Oh, you need it rough tonight?" He murmured before smacking her left cheek. Bella squealed. Edward pulled her hips to him over and over, gripping her tightly as he speared in and out of her. I was so turned on by the scene at the bottom of the stairs that I was squeezing my thighs together. They were unbelievably sexy together.

I watched as Edward sucked his thumb into his mouth and then pressed it against Bella's other entrance.

"Oh…Oh…" Bella stammered. She was clutching the back of the sofa tightly, her eyes jammed closed.

"Does that feel good?"

"Yes…yes!" she cried.

Her right hand moved from the back of the sofa to between her legs to circle her clit.

"That's it baby." Edward groaned. He threw his head back and I knew he was close, waiting for her to come so he could experience the same pleasure.

"Harder…" she moaned and he complied, squeezing Bella's firm ass as he pistoned in and out of her while still rubbing her back entrance. He pushed just the tip of his thumb in and she fell over the edge, her mouth open in a silent scream.

Edward grunted four times as he released into her. "Shit." he groaned, spent. He kissed her back tenderly and stroked her body as they both came down from their climaxes.

"I love you." He told her.

"I love you, too." She replied. He helped her off the couch and they straightened their clothes between soft chuckles and gentle kisses. I took that moment to sneak quietly back to the guest room. My panties were a sopping mess. I needed to call my man.

"Rose?" he answered after the first ring, his voice tentative.

"It's me. I miss you."

"Oh, babe. I miss you so much. I love you so much. I'm so fucking sorry." Emmett told me.

"I know. Can you come over to Bella's? So we can talk?"

"I'm on my way."