A/N: Thanks again to edwardbellaobsession:) The first few chapters will mostly be about E&B, Tanya will come into the picture probably in Chapter Four. Think of it as a lemon-thon.
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Chapter Two
"He was staring at you."
"You're being ridiculous."
"Like...like you were something to eat."
"Well, we were in a restuarant."
"He wants you."
Bella sighed and turned her whole body around so that she was facing me. She wanted to talk about it. Now. I kept my eyes on the road. No need to get in a car crash now, it'll only just add the icing to my shitty day.
I've been in a terrible mood since the second I woke up. First Bella had left in the middle of the night, without me knowing, to go take care of my pregnant sister since Jasper was in Iraq. Imagine me waking up thinking something bad had happened to my love. Yeah, not a pretty picture. Secondly, my grumpy mood made the atmosphere in my classroom so terrible, my children probably thought I PMS or something. When I came home Bella had immediately caught on with my mood and suggested that we go.
"Just the two if us," she'd purred, clenching her tiny hands around my flexing biceps and pressing her chest against mine.
That had made all the stress I felt all day melt away. Just one simple touch and I was puddy in the palms of her hands.
That hadn't lasted.
As soon as the hostess had directed us to our table some pimple-face boy came rushing over and fawned over my wife like I wasn't there. No matter how much I glared, growled or stared, he would not disappear.
"Would that be all ma'am?"
"Is everything to your liking, miss?"
"Would you like dessert? The chocolate fudge sundea is to die for."
And the whole time he was either staring at her lips I was sure he was going to jack off to or the small amount of cleavage she showed for my pleasure. Just the thought of him imagining that he was with my wife had my blood pounding in my ears. I was the only one allowed to touch her. She. Was. Mine.
I slammed on the breaks when we got to the curb of our little cottage house and jumped out the car. I practically sprinted to the passenger side before Bella could even open her door. I ripped it open, reached in and swung her in my arms bridal style before rushing to the door. Skillfully I opened the door without letting her down and strided in, directly towards our bedroom.
"Edward," she sighed as I sat her gently down on the edge of the king size bed. "We need to talk about this."
"Strip," I spat, pulling my polo shirt off with one hand.
Her breathing stuttered but she didn't budge.
I unbuckled my belt and let my pants drop down to my knees. My briefers were the only thing keeping me from unleashing the beast. "Take off your damn clothes Isabella or I'll do it for you." I smirked and pretended to leer at her in her pretty white sundress. "Which would be shame seeing as I really like this dress."
She scowled and folded her arms across her chest. "Not until we talk."
I shoved my pants off and walked slowly towards her. I narrowed my eyes and bent my legs a little as if I were a predator ready to pounce on it's prey. I tsked, "I guess it's the lattar." Before she could even blink, I had her on her back while I covered my body with hers, I grabbed both her wrists and pinned them over her head, locking them with my hand. I pressed my knees against her thighs and grinned down at her stunned expression. "We talk later."
I pressed my lips against hers before she could protest and fondled her small body with my free hand. I shoved my tongue angrily in my mouth and claimed what was mine. She whimpered. I pulled away and dropped down to her neck, earning myself a moan and a "oohh Edward!"
I nibbled at her flesh and grinned. "That's it, moan my name. By the end of the night you will be hoase from screaming it. Am I understood?"
She moaned and rubbed her heat against my thigh. I clenched my teeth against her neck, earning a sharp gasp.
"I said," I sneered, pulling back to meet her glazed eyes, "am I understood?"
"Yes!" She shrieked, panting, "please make me scream! Please!"
I smirked and tightened my hold on her wrists for second, "don't move your hand or else I'll stop and fuck that hot mouth of yours instead." She nodded, eager to please as she always was.
I pulled away and stood up. "But before we begin, I want you to strip like a good girl, and don't make me ask again."
She sat up and scurried to get the dress off her but I stopped her. "Slowly," I growled, stepping back again and pulling my briefs off. Bella gasped and stared at my cock hungrily. I smirked, "come on sweetheart, the faster you strip for me the faster I get and will fuck you."
She stood up and grabbed the hem of the dress that made her look so innocent. She dragged it across her body, inch by inch. It wasn't until she revealed her lace covered pussy that I grabbed my leaking cock. I hissed as I pumped and squeezed, trying to relieve myself quickly as possible.
"That's it," I grunted as she whipped the dress over her head and dropped it on the ground. I trained my eyes on her bare tits. "Bad girl," I growled, slightly out off breath as I continued to jack off. "That boy could have seen those perky nipples that only I can suck on."
She whimpered, taking a hesitant step towards me. "Pl-please Edward, please bab-"
"On your knees," I huffed, letting go of my throbbing cock. "On your knees now. I want- I need those pink lips wrapped around my cock."
With hesitation, she dropped to her knees and opened her mouth, I shuffled towards her until she was eye-level with my hard membrane. "I could have been fucking that tight pussy of yours," I whispered solemly, I tilted her chin up and stroked her pink cheek with my thumb. "But you like it when I go crazy whenever another man gives you more attention than I like." She started to shake her head but I tightened my hold on her chin. "Don't. Lie," I growled.
I slammed my cock in her mouth. My pleasurable roar could've woken the neighbors but I didn't care. My only focus was on my wife's tongue sliding against my cock like a lolipop as her fingers fiddled with my balls. "Bella!" I barked and tangled my fingers in her long locks of hair. "Suck!"
Immediately she flattened her tongue and sucked the living hell out of my cock, bobbing her head as I guided her. Soon her pace picked up until all I could do was grunt and growl my appreciation. My balls tightening was my signal to pull back and watch as my seed spurted across her chin and chest. I roared again and locked my legs to keep from collapsing. The only sounds in the room were mine and Isabella's panting. She was now sitting with her heels digged in her cheekie covered ass and her hands flat against her thighs. I bent down and lifted her up with whatever energy I could muster and carried us to the bed, sitting her down.
"Spread your legs," I grunted and sat on knees in front of her, grabbing her knees and shoving them apart myself. What? I was a impatient man.
I grabbed the edges of the lace panties I bought her and ripped them off, promising myself I'll buy her another pair. Again.
"Oh!" She squeaked, probably from the force of the elastic being ripped, and placed her hands over mine. "Edward!" She whined in a chastising voice. I simply smirked and ducked my head.
I groaned when my tongue came in contact with her silky smooth pussy, eagerly licking up the moisture that coated her heat. I spreaded her pussy lips with two of my fingers and clamped her clit between my lips and hummed.
"Edward! Oh god, baby!" She panted as I continued to manipulate her.
I pulled back to meet her eyes. "Whose pussy is this for?"
"Yours!" She shrieked, squirming. I grabbed her hips and stilled her.
"That's right," I hissed, "mine! I don't want know fucking nineteen year old looking at you like that again."
"Okay! Just touch me, please? Pretty please!" She whined, grabbing my hair and gripping it.
I chuckled and trailed a finger against her slit. "Pretty please? When did my angel become so polite?"
Bella whimpered and yanked on my hair.
I decided to stop toying her and give her what she wanted as she continued to fall apart in my arms. I kissed her pussy before driving two fingers deep inside her, watching as her toes curled and her head threw back, revealing her beautiful swan-like neck. "Mine," I murmured, kissing along her stomach as I pounded my fingers inside her. "Your body is mine Isabella, and the sooner you realise that, the better."
"I kn-know!" She moaned throatily, rocking her hips with my fingers.
I twisted my fingers, and cocked my eyebrow. "Do you?"
"Yes!" She panted.
I grabbed her clit between my teeth and muttered, slightly muffled, "cum."
Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her body shook. "Edward!" She screamed, piercing my ears as I licked greedily at her pussy. I could've lived my whole life between her legs and would've died a happy man.
I pulled away and hummed deliciously, smiling cheekily. "Now, we can talk."
