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ORIGINAL SIX: Chapter 2 – As Soon As Possible


Bella's POV

We were in the first intermission of the Children's Miracle Network Charity game when I felt my phone buzz in my pocket.

U LOOKED FLUSHED EARLIER. FEELING OK? - E

That cocky fucker. JUST FINE THANKS. XX B

U SURE BB?

NOTHING GOT U HOT?

NOTHING BOTHERING U?

I SWEAR YOUR CHEEKS WERE PINK. XOX E

I'M SURE. PLAY SAFE. LY. - B

Y M I GETTING THE BRUSH OFF? - E

CUZ UR SUPPOSED TO FOCUS ON YOUR GAME. XOX B

That and I if I don't give him the brush off this is going to turn into sexting, which will turn in to a few hours of frustrating foreplay before I can get his hot ass home.

I CAN MULTI-FOCUS. I CAN FOCUS ON THE GAME & YOUR TITS. XX E

THIS IS A DANGEROUS GAME U'VE GOT GOING CULLEN. - B

UR THE 1 WHO GOT ME RILED UP EARLIER. - E

I'M 2 DISTRACTED BY THE HOTTIE HOCKEY BOYS TO MULTI-FOCUS. ;-) B

IT'S TAKING ALL MY CONCENTRATION TO FOCUS ON THE GAME. XOX B

KEEP MENTIONING OTHER DUDES & C WHAT HAPPENS. - E

IS THAT A THREAT OR A PROMISE? - B

IT'S A GUARANTEE. I'M TELLING U IT WILL COME BACK & BITE U IN THE ASS. XOX E

U CAN BITE MY ASS. - B

I INTEND TO BB. XX E

FUCKER. - B

I'LL DO THAT 2. GOING BACK 2 THE ICE - LY. XOX E

MULTI-FOCUS ON THE GAME & YOUR NET. LY2. XOX B

With the last text I pocket my phone. Rosalie is texting on her own phone and giggling. I look over to her and ask, "What's so funny?"

"Nothing's really funny; I'm just sending dirty texts to my husband," Rosalie said with a huge grin on her face.

"My, oh my, Rosalie Cullen – you're just a slut like the rest of us," I teased and then leaned in to giggle with her conspiratorially.

"Oh please, Bella, I'm the original slut around here. You got your dirty girl moves from me." She shoved her elbow into me and laughed. I passed her my phone so she could read my recent texts. "I've taught you well."

"That, you have." We ended our conversation there as the players came out for the second period.

Rosalie and I have been best friends longer than I can even remember. She's three years older than I am, but we grew up as next-door neighbors. Both of us being an only child, we bonded, became fast friends and morphed into sisters quickly. I don't think I have a single childhood memory that doesn't include Rose in some way. I've learned most of what I know in life from Rose...she taught me how to tie my shoes, how to French braid my hair, how to do round offs before cheerleading tryouts, how to put on lipstick and how to flirt with boys. She is also the reason I'm with Edward.

Rose started dating Emmett at the beginning of her junior year in high school. The Cullens didn't go to the same high school as us. But one day, Emmett's younger brother tagged along with them on a trip to the mall. Rose called me up and asked me to join in, I quickly agreed and that was the day I first met my Edward. I was only fourteen years old, and by the time we were done with the mall, the pizza parlor and the bonfire at the Cullen house, I was completely smitten. We piled into Emmett's jeep at the end of the night for them to drive us home. When we arrived Edward walked me to my doorstep and kissed me on the cheek. He was the first boy to ever do that, and I know he'll be the last.

I'm drawn out of my thoughts by the blare of the goal horn, up to my feet automatically even though I wasn't sure who scored. When the other three popped up with me, I assumed it was our team that scored so I started cheering. Being a charity game, neither team seemed to be playing to win. The scoring was call and answer, when red would score, white would score. There weren't many penalties called, and hardly anyone spent time in the box. They were playing well, but not hard. A few of the guys were even showing off. This was more like a practice game than anything competitive.

My phone buzzed within moments of the second intermission starting. I smiled, knowing it was Edward.

I'M READY TO BITE THAT ASS. MEET ME IN THE EQPMNT RM IN 5. XOX E

R U CRAZY? NO. - B

FINE I WON'T BITE. C U IN 4. XOX E

I'M NOT COMING. - B

I WILL FIX THAT. HURRY UP. XOX E

U R CRAZY. NO. - B

CRAZY 4 U. I'M WAITING. XOX E

Oh my God, he is insane. We're so not going to get it on in the equipment room but I am not going to send these silly texts back and forth for the next twenty minutes, so I will go meet him. I pocket my phone and stand. "I'm, um, gonna run to the bathroom," I say to the trio who are all looking at me.

Alice pipes up quickly, "Oh good, I'll go with you." She stands and waits for me to exit out seats.

My cheeks turn pink and I'm sure I look like a deer in headlights. "I want to get a snack too and maybe check the gift shop, so I'll just go." I can't lie for shit and when I glance at Rosalie, I know she knows that I'm lying.

Never one to be subtle, Rosalie interjects. "Alice, I'll go with you…apparently, Bella is going to do something she doesn't want company for." Okay, so she didn't say as much as I thought she would. "Like sneaking off to fuck Edward in a broom closet." Damn her.

I feign hurt and look back to Rose, "I would never fuck Edward in a broom closet." I exit the aisle and look back to the three of them. "We're meeting in the equipment room." With a quick wink, I take off, quickly heading up the stairs and way from the ice. I can hear their laughter behind me and I can't bring myself to care. I'm no longer the shy, coy girl I once was. I'm a full-on adult, my fiancé is hot, and they already know we fuck.

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Edward's POV

There are fourteen minutes left of the intermission, Bella better hurry the fuck up, she's wasting time. I will never have enough time to get out of my pads and actually strip down, but I can unlace my pants and pull them down a bit. Just as I finish the laces, Bella quietly opens the door to the dark equipment room. It's not the first time we've been in this room, probably won't be the last.

"Cullen, lace up your pants, I'm not going to have sex with you in here!" Her voice is a harsh whisper that I ignore while I pull her body into mine.

I move her hair over her shoulder and expose the left side of her neck. I place a few open-mouthed kisses there and pull her earlobe into my mouth to nibble on it before I speak. "Baby, we both know that's a lie." My hands go to the front of her pants and I start yanking the tight jeans down to her knees. She moans, but doesn't really protest. My voice is low and gravely, "I know you want my cock." Her body melts into mine and I kiss her roughly. It takes nothing to push aside her lacy panties, and a mere moment later, I work my fingers between her bare folds to make sure she's ready for me. "Damn, Bell, you're already wet."

Bella whimpers and rocks into my hand. "Be a good girl, Bell, turn around and lean over the table." She doesn't hesitate to do as I tell her. I quickly remove my fingers and use that hand to pump my shaft a few times. Once she is bent over, I lean my body over hers to bring my lips back to her ear. "This isn't going to be soft." I bite down on her neck, "It may even hurt a bit."

I immediately thrust my cock all the way into her tight pussy. I usually give her a minute to adjust before I start thrusting, but her minutes are up, intermission will be over soon and I've got to get back to the locker room. I snake my hand around her body and start to rub circles around her hot little clit.

"Oh, Fuck, yes, Eddie," Bella moans. "Go harder."

I don't care if we have ten hours or ten minutes, Bella and I are completely compatible when it comes to all things sexual. I can prolong an orgasm for hours or get her off in mere minutes; whatever the situation warrants we can handle it. We're both panting within minutes and I can feel Bella's pussy tightening around my cock, I know she's close. "Come for me Bell. I know you want to milk my cock."

The few dirty words are all she needs to clamp down on my dick and the second she does my thrusts become erratic. I still inside of her as I shoot my load, gripping her hips tight and forcing her ass right against my pelvis.

"Fuck, Bella." I take a deep breath. "I needed that." I remove my hand and slip out of her. We each take a few moments to adjust our clothes.

When I'm done lacing up my pants I look up to her and she jumps me. I catch her with a surprised grunt and let her wrap her legs and arms around me. Our mouths fuse together and the kiss is fucking hot. My hands squeeze her ass; she bites on my lower lip then pulls away. "I love you."

Her voice was so sweet and quiet. It amazes me that she'll let me pull her into a cold equipment room and fuck her from behind, then be completely tender and declare her love for me. "I love you, too, Baby." I swat her ass and place her back on the ground. "I gotta get back to the locker room." I hate saying it because the last thing I want to do is leave her.

"Okay."

"After the game though, your ass is mine." I throw her a wink.

"Promises, promises." She thinks I'm joking but I swear that at some point tonight, I will bite her ass, and I will do so with immense pleasure. "Have a good third period, Cullen." She kisses my cheek and we walk out of the equipment room heading in opposite directions.

I make it back to the locker room with two minutes to spare. Emmett's eyes roam over me and he smiles as he approaches. At least he has the decency to come talk to me, not just yell across the locker room. When he reaches me, his voice is quiet, "You got jizz on your pants."

"Seriously—"I cut myself off as I cup my junk and my eyes fly south. He roars in laughter and two thirds of the team looks over at us. "Fucker," I call him, "you suck."

"Isn't that what Bella just did?" He chuckles through his response.

I bring my fist back and go for his gut, he grunts and I smile when I make contact. "Don't talk shit about Bella."

He's still laughing. "Don't be so fucking sensitive. Besides, I wasn't talking shit, just stating the obvious." He looks me over. "You're freshly fucked, I can tell."

The coach calls us all together to head back to the game, Emmett and I head back to the ice calling each other names. Just before we go over the wall, I smack at his stick to get his attention and tell him not to fuck it up. It's about as nice as I'm gonna get.

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Bella's POV

A very annoying buzzing sound rouses me from sleep the next day…I say day because it is much too bright to be morning, I'm sure it is afternoon by now. I'm completely naked in my bed only covered with a sheet, my head is throbbing and I have a distinct ache in my ass. Rather than investigate the noise, I flop back down on my pillow. Rather than trying to piece together what the fuck happened after Edward and my tryst at the hockey game, I decide I can just stay in bed. And rather than get up and search for Advil and water, I decide to reach for my phone and text my fiancé.

DYING. COME SAVE ME. - B

Moments later the horrible buzzing stopped and Edward opened our bedroom door.

"She lives…oh thank the Lord, she's alive." His voice is not sweet and quiet. He's fucking loud and smirking. Asshole.

"There's no need for name-calling, Baby," Edward says as he walks toward the bed with a bottle of water.

I shrug my shoulders at him. "Sorry, I swear I only thought it. Didn't mean to say it."

Edward chuckles at me. "Either way it's not nice, Bella."

I shrug again. "Why are you so chipper, and why am I so miserable?" My voice is whiny and I'm making my pouty face at Edward.

Though he smiles at me, he is giving me the awe, poor baby face and he sits down next to me on the bed and opens the bottle of water. I open my mouth, he places two Advil on my tongue and I take the bottle of water from him. Once I've swallowed down the pills with a huge gulp of water, I smile at him; he leans in and kisses my forehead. "You're my favorite," I whisper to him.

"You're my favorite too, Baby," Edward replies with another kiss on the head.

I lie back in the bed and tug on Edward until he joins me. His arm automatically stretches out and he welcomes me into his side to snug. I waste no time burrowing my cold nose into his warm neck. He is always so warm, and always smells so good. His arm wraps around me and it rubs along my back, with his other hand he reaches down and caresses the leg I hitched up over his hip. His hand eventually makes its way to my ass and when he pulls me closer, I yelp out in pain.

"Fuck, Edward that hurt." I'm now moving the sheet and trying to look over my shoulder down at my ass. "I think something bit me."

Edward's eyes go wide, and then he starts to chuckle. "Something bit you? Lemme look."

He removes the sheet and shifts to kneel on the bed so he can look at my ass. "Fucking June bugs, do you see a mark?" I ask. "I hate those damn June bugs," I curse under my breath, I really do hate those fucking bugs, they're so gross and all big and then they fly right at you…just fucking hate them. I hate them almost as much as I hate earthworms."

"I definitely see a bite, Bell."

"Ewww, is it big?" I ask.

He opens his mouth and shows me his teeth, "'Bout this big."

I stare at him and he starts to smile. I'm hung over, so it takes me a few moments to catch-on, but once I do, I don't hesitate to shove his chest and smack his arm.

"Seriously Edward? Seriously?" My loud voice is hurting my own head so I quiet down a bit before continuing. "You seriously bit my ass?"

He holds up both hands in surrender as he laughs. "Told you I was going to."

Fucker thinks he's funny; he's just cracking himself up. "You bit my ass so hard it hurts." I glare at him and stick out my pouty lip.

"Awe, my poor Baby." He leans over me, resting and hand on each side of my head. "Want me to kiss it better?" He raises his eyebrows up and down a couple of times and gives me a huge smile.

"No."

"Come on," he persuades me and starts kissing my cheek. "I know you'll like it." He starts trailing kisses down my neck. "I'll make you feel all better." He licks my collar bone then blows cool air on it causing me to shiver.

It is damn near impossible to resist this man and he knows all those little things to do to make it even harder for me to stay pissy with him. One of his hands is currently working the sheet covering my very naked body lower; he's dropping slow open-mouth kisses as he goes.

"Eddie, we're supposed to be ready to go by two o'clock. What time is it?"

He groans. "Bell, who cares?" He keeps kissing and now has my right nipple in his mouth.

My eyelids flutter closed and my hand is pulling through his hair. "Mmmmm…I care. Em and Rose care. They'll be here by two." The words no more than leave my lips and we hear a knock on the apartment door.

Edward groans and sags against me. "Cockblocker."

I couldn't help but giggle. "Go answer the door so I can hop in the shower."

"Christ Bella, you're supposed to be encouraging me to go let the fucker in." He shifts to sit up and reaches down to adjust his hard-on. "Now all I'm thinking about is fucking you in the shower."

"Awe, my poor baby." I mimic his words from earlier, and then sit up to kiss his forehead.

His reflexes are quick and he's fast to pull me flush against him. He bites my bottom lip then quickly kisses it before releasing me and standing-up. He leans back down to whisper in my ear. "Stay sober today. When we get home tonight I want to do very naughty things to that sweet, tight pussy of yours, and unlike last night, I want you to remember it."

He answers the door just a moment after leaving the bedroom. I'm still sitting on the bed with my jaw hanging open, the man leaves me speechless and dumbfounded. He's so fucking hot it's just wrong, but yet everything about him is absolutely right for me.

I hear Em and Rose enter our apartment and exchange greetings with Edward. A minute later Edward pops the bedroom door open. "Baby, shower."

"Oh, yeah…umm…gimme five minutes." Edward chuckles and goes to leave just as Rose comes to the door.

"Hey slut, how ya feeling?" Her voice isn't quiet, she's so fucking rude. Emmett appears in the doorway behind her and chuckles.

"Could you fuckers get out of my room so I can get ready to go?" I snip at them.

"What's a matter, Belly?" Emmett's voice is condescending. "Not feeling good?" He teases me. "Can't drink with the big boys?"

"Emmett!" I raise my voice, but it hurts my head so I glare at him instead. "You were the asshole feeding me Jell-O shots."

"Jewwoooo!" Spencer came running into the room and hopped up the bed. I pull the sheet tight around me but smile at my nephew as he asks if I have any Jell-O. I shake my head at him, and look up to see Emmerson peeking at me from behind her daddy's legs.

Just like his brother, Emmett puts his hands in the air as if he were surrendering, "I was merely offering them to you Bella, and you didn't have to take them." His voice gives a sense of false innocence.

"Just bugger off so I can get up." I start to move towards the side of the bed and Edward starts ushering them out. Emmett is joking that he wants a peek at the goods and I can hear the skin on skin sound as Rose slaps him. I look over my shoulder to see Rose now shoving both boys and the kiddos out of the room while she gets herself inside.

Once we're alone I look to her. "I don't remember much after the game."

"That's because you are a light-weight and should know better than to do Rainbow Jell-O shots after drinking a few beers. Edward was toasty himself and didn't do a good job keeping Emmett away from you."

I groan, I remember the beers at the game, I remember the equipment room fucking, I remember going to the club with the team. I remember we dance and get overheated, and I remember the pretty rainbow shots. Beyond that, not sure when or how I got home, and I obviously don't remember Edward biting my ass. I guess Em is right; I can't keep up with the big boys.

"I went home after the game but got drunk dialed at 2am to come pick your sorry asses up from the club. That's right, Momma Rose packed up two sleeping toddlers into the minivan to pick-up her drunk-ass husband, brother-in-law and bestie. You fuckers owe me."

I look down and shake my head a little. "I'm sorry Rosie."

She starts leading me into the bathroom. After a moment she laughs to herself, her entire demeanor changes and she grins at me. "It's okay, Babe. You've had to bring me home a time or two too."

"I've had to do more than just bring you home too." I remind her and we both laugh.

"Yeah, yeah, get your ass in the shower." She leaves me in the bathroom and I start brushing my teeth.

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Edward's POV

"She's a natural, man." Emmett said to me as we look on towards Bella and Rose. Bella was crouched down next to the twins, pointing at the penguins and telling Spencer funny little stories about them all while holding Emmerson's hand.

"She is," I said quietly, and then looked-up to my brother. "We're going to start trying right away after the wedding."

Emmett smiled at me. "I'm surprised you guys aren't already."

Our conversation was cut short when Emmerson came marching over to me, only to tug my hand and pull me over to where Bella and Spencer were watching the penguins. Bella smiled at me and I slipped my arm around her waist. This felt good, being at the zoo, a couple of rugrats at my kneecaps, and just enjoying something simple, like watching penguins dive into the water. I want this too.

Later that evening I'm helping Bella pack and I just can't resist asking. "Why aren't we trying?"

She doesn't stop or look at me when she responds. "Why aren't we trying what?"

"Trying to get pregnant?"

And now I have her full attention, she drops the books into the box and looks up to me. "What do you mean?" she asks. "We're not even married yet."

"Oh, come on, Bella," I begin and reach for her hand. "We're engaged, it's not like we're not going to get married." I tug on her to stand up and follow me over to the couch. I pull her down into my lap and wrap my arm around her waist. "Or, let's just go get married and get it over with."

Bella's mouth drops open a bit and she just kind of stares at me. I'm getting a little nervous, maybe I shouldn't have brought this up. "You just want to get it over with?" Her bottom lip is quivering and now I feel like an asshole, that's not how I meant it.

"Baby, I didn't mean it like that." I pull her into me. "I'm just excited to really start our life together. If getting married is the reason we're not trying for a baby, then I want to get married as soon as possible. I want a baby as soon as possible. I want the house as soon as possible. I just want everything with you as soon as possible." I take a deep breath after my rant and look into her eyes. Her eyes are glassy, her bottom lip is between her teeth and I'm sure I've fucked all of this up.

"Edward…" she trails off and adjusts her legs to straddle my lap. She looks at me and gives me a soft smile. "This is just kind of a lot. I mean, Christ Eddie…we've been engaged for like a month. Now we're moving into this gigantic home. I'm starting a new job in just a couple of months… we've already got a lot going on."

I nod my head and look down. I know she is right, and I'm not really pushing, but I'm kinda pushing. "I know, and you're right."

She tilts my chin so I look up to her again. "Edward, I want everything with you too. There is not one single cell in my being that does not want the marriage, the house, the babies, and all of the other wonderful things that will make our life together. But I don't want to just get any of it over with." She kisses my lips. "I want the opportunity to enjoy every aspect of it."

I repeat my words again. "I know, and you're right." I give her hips a squeeze.

"I just want to plan the perfect wedding, share that magical day with you and then get to know my husband." She smiles at me and I can't help but agree. "I want to start my new job and settle into the school for a bit. I want to move into the new house and work together to make it into our dream home."

I keep nodding my head. Everything she is saying is fair and right. "And sometime, in the not too distant future, I do want to have your babies."

I chuckle and smile at her. "You're right Bell, and that is exactly what you deserve."

"I'm not discounting your feelings Edward. I'm eager and excited, but I just want to make sure we have time to enjoy everything along the way." She looks down; her fingers are twisting into my shirt. "If it is truly what you want though…tell me. If you want a quickie wedding and you want me off the pill now, you need to tell me. I mean, we're partners and I know we gotta give and take, so if you're ready, I'll-"

"Bella," I cut her off, I know what she is going to say and I'm not going to let her say it. Her eyes snap up to mine at my sharp tone. "Don't," is all I get out.

"No, Edward, we're-" I cut her off again.

"I know. And I know what you're going to say, but just don't." I take her hands in mine. "You're right; we deserve the opportunity to enjoy each of these steps in building our life together. There is no need to rush." I kiss her forehead. "I know you'd give me what I want if I really wanted it, but I was just being stupid."

"You're not stupid."

I chuckle. "I said I was being stupid, not that I am stupid. But thanks, Baby." I kiss her cheek before continuing. "I just had fun with the kiddos today and it got me wanting my own, that's all. It doesn't make me want the wedding, the house or time with my wife any less; it just makes me eager to knock you up."

I anticipate the sting when she slaps my bicep. "Ugh – you're such a guy."

I thrust my semi-hard cock up. "Thought you liked that about me?"

She squirms but I get my arms around her quickly. "You're an ass too."

"Just figuring that out, Baby?"

"No, but I'm wondering why I put up with it." Bella's retort is quick and teasing.

I gasp and raise a hand to my chest in fake shock. "Ouch. I thought you loved me."

She sighs, and her voice softens. "I do love you, Edward. Always."

Though I appreciate the sentiment, I'm done with the heavy. We need to lighten it up. I know she'll slap me again, but I just can't help myself. "That's great, Baby, wanna fuck?"

She slaps the bare skin of my arm again and though it stings I still laugh at her shocked face. "You have no shame," she says to me and starts get to get up off my lap.

I'm quick to pull her down and lay her back on the couch. I cover her body with mine and place my hand on her cheek while my other arm is pinned behind her waist. I lower my voice and look into her eyes. "Always."

She gives me a sweet smile and returns the sentiment. I lean down and kiss her neck, the hand under her reaching down to squeeze her ass.

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Bella's POV

"When was the last time you and Em stopped at a dry hump?"

After spending the last few days packing and planning, Edward told me last night that I need to take a break. I was reluctant at first, but when Rosalie called to tell me that she was going for a mani-pedi today, I couldn't help but sigh in delight. My nails looked like crap and I loved the idea of spending a little one-on-one time with Rose.

We're currently sitting in massage chairs, sipping mimosas and gossiping like teenage girls – all-in-all, a wonderful way to spend a morning with your bestie.

"I think we were in high school. Why?"

"Because that is far as Edward and I have gotten this week."

Her eyebrows are practically jumping into her hairline when she turns to face me. "On purpose?" Her voice is incredulous like she could never imagine stopping at a dry hump.

I chuckle. "Yes on purpose. It's been hot, like really hot." I give her a devilish grin and nod my head a little.

"Really?" Clearly Rose just isn't getting it.

I nod my head again and launch into an explanation. I tell her all about our 'as soon as possible' conversation and how afterward we discussed slowing things down to ensure we are really enjoying the here and now. I continue on telling her that it all translated into Edward and me acting like fucking teenagers. We're making out again, we fooled around in the backseat of the car, he had his hand in my back pocket the entire time we were in the grocery store, and it's ridiculous and amazing all at the same time.

"It's hot Rose. It's invigorating. It's fresh. It's frustrating, but I kinda love it." I'm all smiles and I can't help but squeal a little.

"So did you two just agree to not have sex then?" She cocks her head at me and looks thoughtful. "I don't think Emmett would ever agree to do that."

"It's not that we came up with this plan and decided to stop having sex. We've just been satisfied doing other things."

Now Rose is grinning too. "Satisfied?" She questions. "How satisfied are you Bella?"

"Incredibly." At that we both erupt into giggles and the conversation turns to other things.

After finishing at the salon, enjoying a light lunch at Panera and stopping at Pottery Barn, I finally head back to the apartment. I'm welcomed home with a small vase of red tulips on the counter and a note from Edward.

Hey Beautiful –

I'm off to practice and to work out.

I hope you enjoyed your girl time with Rose.

Get dressed-up. I'm picking you up at 7.

Always – E.

I wasn't quite expecting that, but I'm excited, who knows what he is up to.


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