The Behind Closed Doors Series ~ SoapyMayhem
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I want to thank Twimarti, my beta.
So here is my new story. This one has been pre-written. So you won't have to wait long for the chapters. I plan to post 3 or 4 depending on how I split it over the course of the next few days.
Also, Behind Closed Doors will hopefully become a series of short stories with the same theme. So even though this part may be complete soon, add it to alerts, so you can get new story updates as I write them.
WARNING : This chapter contains an extremely graphic lemon. No one under 18 please!
Behind Closed Doors
Last time:
"Bella… it's me, Edward," he said warily, hoping that no one else was on the other side of the door.
She opened the door quickly and pulled him in before he could utter another word. In seconds, her arms we around his neck and their lips began tangling.
When Edward finally had sense enough to react, his hand trailed up the bare expanse of Bella's thigh to the lacy hem of her panties. She was so fucking wet for him that he couldn't help but slide his fingers in to tease her entrance.
"Fuck, Edward, that feels so good," she whimpered against his soft, eager lips.
"I need you," he moaned breathily, and couldn't believe how desperate he must have appeared, but the way Bella reacted to his words, he could care less about how weak he sounded.
"Need you too," she whispered softly, before trailing her hand down his chest, then over the waistband of his slacks, to finally press against the hardness of his straining erection.
"Fuck," he groaned as his cock twitched excitedly inside the confines of his boxer briefs. "We can't do this now," he reasoned, reluctantly.
"We can. Don't worry, we have enough time," she pushed after checking her watch.
"Fine… but it's going to be hard and fast," Edward replied gruffly, causing her to shiver in delight from his words.
He glanced at his wristwatch, and knew they were pressed for time, but he couldn't deny her.
He trusted her assurance and that they wouldn't get caught.
Her hands went to his belt then began fumbling to unbutton his slacks, while his lips attached to her neck softly, careful not to leave any lasting marks.
Once Edward's pants and boxers were open, and slung low on his hips, Bella eye-fucked the shit out of his leaking cock that stood proudly in front of her.
There was no time to tease her about her blatant ogling, so he hitched her tight dress up to her waist and roughly slid her sheer black panties down her slender legs, before pocketing the scrap of lace, and pushing his slacks down to pool at his ankles.
He simply couldn't help himself, so he began to fuck her mouth with his tongue before lifting her up, and placing her luscious ass on the edge of the counter - spreading her legs wide open so he could enjoy the vision of her slick folds.
"So wet for me," he murmured hoarsely.
Bella couldn't help but smirk in response to the strangled words that came from his swollen red lips when he caught sight of her bare pussy.
Edward's lust darkened eyes made her feel so beautiful and desired.
He mindlessly stroked himself a few times before meeting her gaze and pressing the tip of his cock to her sopping slit.
"Please," she begged.
As wet as she was, he easily slid into her pussy with one long, smooth thrust. They both cried out simultaneously at the relief and sheer bliss they felt over their joining.
"Oh fuck baby, I missed this so fucking much," Bella cried breathily in response to the sudden fullness.
"Jesus… I know," Edward panted as he began to thrust into her faster and faster. His muscles tensed and flexed - the delicious burn in his legs was exhilarating, and only heightened the pleasure he felt inside her.
Unable to hold her legs open any more she wrapped them around his waist and held on to him as tight as she could.
"I love you," she whispered in his ear quietly, as pleasure began to coil deep in her core.
Her words made him pause for second – made him wish that he wasn't fucking her in the bathroom of their father-in-law's house. He wanted her writhing beneath him on a soft mattress with silk sheets, so he could take his time worshipping her, showing her how much he loved her.
"I love you too, baby" he choked out. The emotion of his words became evident in his voice, as he slowed down looking deeply into her eyes. She held him tighter wishing they were away from this place, together.
The tenderness was fleeting, though because seconds later he picked up a punishing pace and digging his fingertips into her backside.
"Oh my God! Fuck, fuck, fuck…. Edward," she cried out quietly - her head thrown back as he pumped into her with abandon.
"Rub your clit," he directed breathlessly, "I need to see you come on my cock."
Without hesitation, she slipped her hand between them moving down, down until her slender fingers were rubbing tight circles against her throbbing clit.
Heavy breathing and the little sounds she made were driving him further and further toward release. Now she had to hurry if they were going to come together.
It wasn't long before she caught up - quietly crying out his name.
She tensed and arched against his muscular form, quivering as her walls began to contract around him making his own orgasm inevitable.
She relished the sensation of his hot cum spilling inside her - marking her as his.
"Christ, Bella," he growled as he collapsed against her soft curves, breathing rapidly.
Seconds later she reluctantly checked her watch, seeing that they still had several more minutes.
"It's time baby," she murmured against his lips, while cleaning herself off. She couldn't very well be seen with the evidence of her infidelity leaking down her legs.
They dressed quickly – Bella finished first, and checked the hallway before grabbing her clutch from the bathroom counter.
"We're all clear," she confirmed just as Edward straightened his tie and zipped his fly.
Stealthily, Bella slipped into the hallway and headed towards a flight of stairs leading to the third floor of the estate. Edward followed behind her - after all, this was her mission – her plan.
Once they reached their destination, Bella opened her clutch and slid a lock-pick kit from a hidden compartment. Edward watched with rapt attention as she effortlessly sprung the lock, popping the door open.
Christ, she's the sexiest fucking thing I've ever seen – Edward decided, when she stood up from her crouched position adjusted the too tight skirt of her tiny dress.
He was momentarily reminded of the harsh words he'd said to Bella, and how genuinely upset she'd appeared over them. He never realized what an amazing actress she was, to have made him question that she might have been truly hurt by what he'd said.
He knew without a doubt that she was fine.
She was the one who wrote the words to begin with - she knew he would say them, and that she'd purposefully worn that tight, little fuck-hot dress just to tease him, and make his words plausible.
He hated pretending to be that guy, but it was necessary.
Edward's thoughts were interrupted when the sound of Emmett's voice bellowed from the earpiece.
"Hurry the fuck up, guys. I can only loop the CCTV for so long before the security picks up my hack," he grunted.
Bella smirked - she knew Emmett was getting nervous about the time - it was why he and Bella never made good partners. Emmett always did things by the book, while she enjoyed living on the edge.
She was thankful that they weren't wired for sound, because Emmett would have had a coronary if he'd known they'd used 13 minutes of their 22 minute window for a quick fuck in the bathroom.
As the pair entered the office of Aro Volturi, they took a quick scan of their surroundings. A tiny sonar scanner in Bella's compact picked up the location of the vault behind a framed painting of some twelfth-century dignitaries. Typical – Bella inwardly scoffed – always behind the fucking painting.
Edward chuckled knowingly at the disappointed expression on his lover's face as she removed the painting from the space over the vault.
He knew that look – she had hoped for more of a challenge. The make and model of Aro's vault was one that Bella herself had designed. To anyone else, it would have been hard as fuck to crack, but she knew it inside and out.
Less than two minutes later, Edward and Bella stood over the culmination of two years, worth of work – a password protected laptop containing everything they needed.
Bella had done her part, and now it was Edward's turn.
A/n
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The next chapter will post in 3 or 4 days, and then the last chapter will with follow with another dirty lemon.
Also please check out my other stories "Losing It' is almost complete.
It's been a long time since I have done any story recs, so I thought I'd leave you guys with a few that I am obsessed with right now.
Our Yellow House by Carano - Joined at the hip since kindergarten, Edward and Bella shared it all, and at the age of 22, they were happily married, expecting their first child. But when Bella was 4 months pregnant, she was kidnapped. That was 3 years ago - HEA? Yes, I promise. Suspense, Violence and Heartfail warning
My Greatest Masterpiece by luvrofink - AH OOC. Edward is given custody of his best friend's daughter after his passing, and he introduces her to a new world as he molds her into a work of art. Will Bella be able to get past Edward's selfishness before he breaks her? BDSM themes/graphic lemons Darkward/Olderward Dark Themes warning
Oceans of Doubt by Belindella - Surfer Edward's been forced to grow up much sooner than most, into a world he didn't want...but now does. During a Mexican holiday, he helps bookish, forthright Bella discover her freedom as she helps him more than he ever imagined. Hi-school fic. AH/lemons