Thank you to everyone who is has read my story and left reviews. I know there are a lot of questions to when the story will start but all of this is happening for a reason. Sorry for the lemons but they are needed to fully grasp what will happen. Please stick it out with me and I promise you won't be disappointed. Bella and Edward have a great story behind them and I am excited to share it with you all.

Thank you to my great Beta, Lexy. I love getting my chapters back once you read them and you keep me wanting to write more. And to my muse, this wouldn't be possible without your inspiration.

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~ MaskedEmotion


Edward glanced around the small supply room; it was around 8 feet by 8 feet with two rows of shelves on either side, stocked under dimly lit shades. He found a small amount of wall and leaned back, his arms bridged over his chest as he watched Bella look over the shelves finding what was needed.

"Do you want any help?" Edward asked, quite happy with his position in the room. Bella would occasionally bend over to glance upon lower, shadowed areas and his arms would tighten fighting the urge to slip behind her and press against her glorious bottom. Bella glanced over her shoulder, taking in Edward's appearance, wishing she had the confidence to flirt. Hell, try to put a move on him. "Umm, I don't know what you really need. I know you need the basics, but there are about 3 different types of pens with different grips." Her hand clutched around the box of pens, unintentionally knocking a few sparse to the ground, she cursed under her breath – grace was something she never had.

Bending down to pick up what she dropped, Bella's cheeks radiated heat, glossed over with a rose tinge. Edward chuckled walking over to help her, "Either you're clumsy or only clumsy when you're nervous." He grinned suavely trying to take the sharp edge off the atmosphere between them. Bella found it was sweet that he was trying to comfort her, heart skipping a beat as his hand swiped across hers.

Bella stood up placing the pens back on the shelf. "Here, I'll let you pick which pens you want, and I will find you pads of paper." She waited until he was looking through them before walking to the other side, scanning the shelves over for the paper.

He watched her through the breaks in the shelves, giving him a perfect view of her plump lips and the break in her blouse showing her breasts. They weren't overly huge or tiny, a perfect size for his hands. Not really caring what pens he needed, Edward grabbed a handful placing them beside the rest of his things. He could feel his length twitch in his taut jeans, unsure how much more self control he would have. He could tell that she wanted it, if only she would give a sign, the smallest notification, and he would make sure she was pleased in every way possible. And the supply room was the perfect place for them to indulge.

Bella found what she needed on the highest shelf of course. Scooting her body closer to the shelves, she rose up on her toes, already in heels she had a feeling this wasn't going to end well, how wrong she was. Reaching her arm up as high as possible, Bella was trying to reach at least one pad, small huffs and grunts passed through her parted mouth annoyed but determined to get one of the stupid pads. Edward's ears perked up at her irritated sounds. Curious, he walked over, and held back a laugh as Bella continued to struggle. He could have helped her, but a more sinister idea popped into his head. Silently he crossed behind her, anxiously wanting to press his body into hers, making sure that Bella could sense that he was close. Reaching up, he gripped a few pads of paper pulling them over so she could reach them. "There you go, short stuff," he chuckled, remaining solid in his position.

Feeling her whole body tense, Bella was scared and completely out of her comfort zone, yet a part of her longed for him to touch her. Something about Edward excited her. She was ready to give up this shy exterior she had been living in for the last twenty-two years, not to mention a relationship with a guy that was going nowhere. She wanted to be promiscuous and indulge in this man, feel like a woman and be pleased like one too. Closing her eyes to enjoy his presence, she ran blunt teeth across her bottom lip, her body shuddering as his fingers brushed against hers. The insult about her height stirred a fire inside, just enough to snap her back into the room, but before she could respond, the supply room door slammed shut, causing her to jump backwards into Edward with a small gasp.

Edward swallowed a grunt as Bella jumped back into him, her plump bottom rubbing against his crotch, making his length twitch and ached to be freed and buried into the woman who had been tormenting his mind all day. He wanted to fuck her senseless, break her from whatever was keeping her shelled up.

His arm coiled around her waist to steady her, but mostly to keep her pressed against him. He leaned down to whisper in her ear. "Did that scare you?" He inhaled deeply engulfed in her perfume. She smelled luscious, edible. Bella shook her head this new sensation flowing through her body was exhilarating. She felt careless and deftly turned in his arms pushing back to break free and leaned back against the shelf. It was either going to happen now or never. Adrenaline already fluxing through both of their bodies, set to give into nature's desire as it consumed them; it was only a matter of time.

Bella declined back listing her hands up to grip onto the edges of the top shelf. Edward watched her bosom rise up, her perky full breasts pushed out to him, all he could think about was sucking on the hard nubs concealed within her shirt. Bella watched him, his stare only helping her build confidence to get her through this moment. The corners of her mouth twitched into a sly smile, slanting her head, sultry eyes casting down to her chest. "Do you see something you like?" Her voice snapped him back, a cheeky smile forming on his face as his eyes met hers. He could tell that she wanted the same thing as him, and taking a step forward, Edward wrapped his fingers around hers, his muscular physique pressing into her. "I see a couple things I like." His head tilting down, smoky green eyes searching hers for permission, that what he was about to do wasn't going to cause a problem. He wet his bottom lip before sweeping it against hers, his voice sounded husky, "These are one of them." And with that he captured her pouty lips into a heated kiss, their mouths moving in synchronization.

Bella was shocked but instantly melted into the kiss, a burning itch flaring between her legs signifying her need. She longed for his hands to touch her, the heat climbing from inside of her through every orifice of her body enough to have her arc her chest back to him. The clothes keeping them from having skin contact was now an irritation. Edward was relieved with the response he was getting, and with his rigid jeans twitching, he was not going to let this moment pass. Breaking the kiss to lead feverish butterfly kisses down her jaw, he muttered between, "Tell me you want me, Bella." He prayed that she would say yes, going any further he would have a hard time restraining.

Bella closed her eyes, his lips like heated magic against her skin, her mind cloudy and hazed, she shut down the little voice telling her that going any further with him would be wrong and not fair to Mike, her boyfriend of the last three years. Closing her moral code off, Bella replied with a hushed soft voice. "I want you, Edward." Edward smiled coyly against her neck, the way her body responded to his touch was the answer he wanted, but he needed more. Trailing the tip of his nose along her neck to her ear, he whispered, "Tell me what you want me to do to you."

Edward was catapulting Bella into a fury of passion and tired of his questions, she replied hastily "Edward," taking a deep breath. "take me, here in this supply room, against the wall."

That was all the British lover needed to hear, his hands slid down her arms and along her sides languidly, wanting to savor this moment before they curled around her waist and guiding her over to the wall. His lips found hers, crushing hard, plunging his tongue into her mouth in search for hers, massaging roughly as he found the hidden delight he was looking for.

Bella gasped as her back met the wall, her hands eagerly finding refuge in Edward's hair, the silky strands slipping through her fingers. Everything she imagined it to be. She was immersed in the kiss, he was an amazing kisser. He knew how to use the right amount of tongue, he didn't slobber or try to lick the back of her throat like some of her previous kissers and he smelled divine; a musky dry wood with hints of lavender and grapefruit. She moaned his name softly, "Edward," as his lips trailed small tokens down her jaw, his hands sliding between them popping the buttons on her blouse.

Her skin was like milky satin, soft and sheer. His lips glided effortlessly engulfed in her scent, bouquets of bubbling champagne with hints of blue lilies, drydown of caramel, vanilla flower patchouli and vetiver. He reached the last button pulling back to watch as his hands slipped under and onto her shoulders, sliding down her arms taking the blouse with him. The heaving of her chest, falling and rising, captivated Edward. His eyes never left the black lace bra, the only material in his way. Watching Bella's bosom, Edward hadn't noticed that she had started to unbutton his dress shirt that now hung open. Dainty fingers traced the contours of his abdominal muscles, a flow of electricity surged through him at her touch. Instinctively one hand tugged down the lace material exposing a perky breast, instantly trapping the nub in his mouth, flicking in rhythmic dashes with the tip of his tongue. A low grunt reverberating through his throat, revealed the intensity of his arousal, and taking more of her breast into his mouth, he outlined the nipple before sucking greedily. His other hand grasping hold of her skirt hiking it over her waist, his knuckles brushing against lace panties, groaning as he figured she was wearing a matching set.

Bella stuttered Edward's name inaudibly, her other breast being freed by the confinement of her bra as he worked his mouth from one to the other, sending ripples of euphoria through her. Bella quickly worked on his jeans, facilely popping the button with one hand and jerking them down with the other. Edward's eyes flicked up to hers as his throbbing length was set free from strained jeans. The hunger glimmering in her eyes, his mouth found hers again locking in a heated lustful kiss. Bella knew her panties were now ruined, the moisture pooling between her legs as the ache grew stronger. She needed to satisfy it somehow, hungry fingers found Edward's hard, thick, long length, wrapping her had as much as she could around the girth and stroking up, squeezing tighter with her downward movement.

Edward grunted, pressing firmly against her and coiling his fingers around one of her thighs, he slid his hand up to take a sound grip of her ass as his other hand followed suit. Bella choked on a breath of air as Edward lifted her, naturally she snaked her legs around his waist locking her ankles together. Her fingers tangled in his hair, moaning against his mouth as he rocked into her hips, the head of his length grazing against her wet sex dipping through her laced panties. Irritated by the teasing, Bella muttered, "Edward, I said fuck me, not tease me," her eyes rolling back from the friction against her.

He couldn't help but smirk against her lips, he loved that she was demanding. Slipping one hand between her cleaved ass, Edward curled his fingers around her panties pulling to one side and aligning his length up to her wet sex, he thrust his hips up slowly delving inside. Bella's head fell back tugging at his hair as he slowly stretched her walls to accommodate his girth, raspy moans slipped from her lips, "Oh god," her breathing hitched as he worked himself to completely fill her.

Groaning heavily, Edward couldn't believe just how tight Bella was. Her walls were trying to suffocate his length, desperately trying to push him out. He swiveled his hips, driving into her fast and hard in defiance against her core's attempt to deny him. Her moans and whimpers edged him on, breezing over his ear as he nuzzled into her neck, sucking and nipping at the sensitive skin he found there. He skimmed his hands to her waist gripping tightly for more leverage. Keeping her pinned against the wall, Bella's body was in ecstasy, her rocking hips wildly met his, and she gripped tightly onto his shoulders for support. Bella was for once in her life letting loose, seizing the moment.

"Bella, so fucking tight." He plunged deeper into her, the colliding of their bodies meeting, skin slapping together echoing throughout the small room alongside their moans. Bella wished Edward would continue to talk, the accent adding to her arousal. The head of his length ruminating against her sensitive spot, invisible strings twining around her lower stomach, Bella knew her body was close to the edge - ready to fall over into complete delirium. "Oh my...yes." Her chest heaving rapidly, heart hammering against her ribcage, "like that, so close." Her eyes sealed shut, losing herself in the blissful sensation.

The desperate declaration purring from her lips propelled Edward to pound now mercilessly into her, his throbbing length twitching. His breathing wavering uncontrollably, he growled into her neck, "Cum for me, Bella!" Bella's nails dug callously into his shoulders, her walls clamping hard around him teetering on the edge before plummeting into pure fruition. Bella cried out Edward's name repeatedly as wave after wave of her orgasm washed over her.

Edward's balls clutched tight as he pounded his way through the barriers of her walls. "Fuck me," he grunted, his fingers grasped tightly into her waist. Thrusting one last time, hard, Edward's body tensed as Bella's pulsating walls began to milk him, shooting his hot seed inside her. He placed lazy kisses along her neck, both relishing in the moment. Edward was drawn to her, but wasn't going to read anymore into it as just a simple fuck.

Their time was short lived, forcing them from their bliss as the door handle jerked. "Tyler, dude do you know why this door won't open? I mean the key won't work, it's like its lock on the inside." Bella's eyes shot up hearing Eric's voice, quickly releasing her legs from around Edward, she hushed. "Please, we can't get caught," she whispered. Edward nodded, annoyed and disappointed that they were interrupted. He pulled away from her reaching down to pull up his jeans and boxers. Quietly and urgently, both of them dressed, fixing themselves to be more presentable.

Tyler walked over to Eric and started to laugh. "You idiot, you don't even have the right key," he said, shaking his head at Eric's stupidity. "Oh," Eric chuckled. "I looked in the box, and this was the only key I could find. Someone must have it." Tyler turned from Eric laughing as he headed back to C.P.P department, Eric soon following behind.

Bella felt empty not having that connection she felt with Edward, that there was more than just sex behind what happened. Shaking the feelings away, she quickly went back to the other aisle of shelves grabbing what they had picked out for Edward returning back to his side. Edward peered down at Bella with the urge to wrap his arm around her waist, this need to have her close. Did he finally find what his parents were trying to tell him? I'm not ready for that responsibility. It was only sex, Edward. Sex.

Shoving his hands into his pockets, Edward followed Bella out of the supply room and down the quiet hall back to their seats. A distraction was needed and hopefully his work would give him that.


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