Bella POV:

Over two weeks had passed since Rose and I had decided that I would go to Edward after a couple of days, if I hadn't heard from him. The only problem with that was that I had no idea how to take this to the next level.

I felt like such a fucking asshole especially after my conversation with Emmett, he had told me that he was family to me and that I wasn't alone. Talk about being confused, I felt guilty for what I was doing to his brother and yet I felt like I shouldn't feel guilty for simply wanting to live. Not that it was Edwards problem, but whatever.

Rose and I have argued every day over the fact that I made it this far and I need to close the deal, she just doesn't want to lose me or see me hurt. I tried to make her see what this was doing to me, the guilt was affecting me physically. I was constantly feeling ill, wasn't eating properly which left me feeling faint at times and I was just plain fucking exhausted.

As I headed into my third week since returning from Vegas Rose started threatening to go to Edward herself, and I knew for a fact that she would which is why I was happy that he had finally contacted me.

He had tracked me down at work and at first I tried to tell him that we had nothing to talk about, but he was persuasive and before I knew it I had agreed to dinner at his place. As bad as I felt I could not believe my luck as he offered me the deal of a lifetime, I wouldn't have to argue or make demands on him or play hard ball as Rose kept trying to coax me.

I had learned something new about Edward that first night at his home, the man could cook. Basically he was perfect, aside from being a womanizing, cocky ass. I found myself wondering if he would often prepare dinner for us or would that be something I would do more of. I was probably just kidding myself thinking he would even be home, or that dinners like tonight would even happen often. This was after all, more of an arrangement than anything else.

I didn't stay long after dinner as I wanted to pack up the few things I wound bring with me, I had gone with a few dresses, some skinny jeans, shirts, blouses and five different pairs of sweats as in yoga pants, tanks and a few sweatshirts which is what I tend to wear most often.

I skipped classes this morning to hit Victoria Secret for some new bra and panty sets, lingerie, and some slightly more appealing sleepwear. I wanted a few more items that Edward would find enticing yet wouldn't be too obvious that I was working on tempting him. Arrangement or not I would have no problem having sex with my abso-fucking-lutely gorgeous husband, while I could still call him that anyway.

I made it to Edwards by five and he was already home, he gave me a hard time saying that there was no way that was enough clothes for me.

"This is fine for now and if I need anything else I could always pick it up, I've told you before Edward I am a very simple woman and don't require much in the way of pampering."

"Well I didn't actually believe you Bella, most woman actually like to be spoiled rotten every once in a while?"

"I'm not most women, Edward. Which is a fact that you should accept sooner rather than later, it'll be much easier on both of us."

"Well how the hell am I supposed to be this perfect husband that I promised you if I can't on occasion spoil you?" I could tell he was just trying to be playful but I also wanted to make sure he knew that I meant business.

"Well nobody's perfect Edward, so don't bother even trying because I won't accept anything. Are we clear?"

"Crystal." I rolled my eyes at him only causing him to chuckle harder than he already was. He led me down the hall to the bedroom and showed me what would be my side of the massive walk in closet.

His home was a fairly large house but was technically only 2.5 bedrooms as the smallest one was fairly small and was used as his office/library space, the second bedroom was his music room and then there was the master bedroom which was huge. It was easily the largest room in the house.

He had explained before I left last night that we'd be sharing his room as he wouldn't want to have to explain to his parents why his wife needed her own room, plus he had no intention of losing his music room to make room for me. He didn't know how much he was going to tell his parents as it would break his mom's heart that he was basically paying me to be his wife.

"I feel I must tell you though my brother , Jasper, is an attorney and I have had to discuss our…circumstances with him. Other than that no one else knows, and it will be kept in confidence I can promise you that."

"Ok."

There wasn't much else I could say. I hated anyone knowing that my marriage was a sham, the only thing I hated more was knowing what people would say if the real reason I married Edward ever came out, or worse that I gave myself to him, physically as well. God, what would he do if he knew the truth?

He also promised that he would not lay a finger on me without my permission that we'd be sharing the room but with no expectations. Little did he know that I did have expectations of my own, I wasn't going to stay married to a an exceedingly handsome god and not make use of his skills for the next six months.

He gave me the grand tour, laying down a few rules as we went.

"This is my personal office as well as library, your welcome to have a look at the books and read what you wish but I'd prefer you not linger in here. Don't touch anything but the books, understood?"

I nodded, wondering what the hell happened to the friendly guy with the sense of humour that had greeted me when I arrived. Twenty minutes in and his mood swings were giving me whiplash.

"And this" He said as he opened the door across the hall. "is MY music room, it's where I relax and it's private. Unless you play the piano yourself, you have no reason to be in here." Definitely a territorial control freak.

He gave me a pointed look and I knew he was dead serious and not to overstep my welcome in his home. I rolled my eyes and simply nodded again. He's such an ass.

"The rest of the house is open to you, go where you want, when you want. There's a bathroom here and one in the master bedroom, you'll probably prefer the jacuzzi tub in the master bathroom. It's quite relaxing, very helpful with aches, pains or if your just feeling a little tense." He didn't have much else to say and soon after left me to continue getting settled in.

I was just finishing up putting away the last of my clothes when Edward stepped into the bedroom.

"Did you feel like heading out for that coffee now, Bel-umph" He was asking me as I turned around not expecting him to be quite so close. Our bodies forcefully collided with one another, and I was so fucking happy to once again feel that familiar hum between us as his hands made contact with the bare skin of my arms.

For the life of me, I had no idea what that feeling was. I wish that I could understand what it was that would flow between us as we touched. I was certain that he could feel it too, neither one of us pulled away, choosing to hold on to whatever the feeling was.

I craned my neck looking up, up and up again, jesus he was tall. While he gazed down at me. The sexual tension between the two of us was palpable.

I watched frozen in place as his face was slowly inching toward my own and I felt my eyes flutter closed only seconds before his lips were on mine. He tasted sweet, a mixture of mint, scotch and something else, something unique and distinctly Edward.

He was still a stranger to me, yet I felt like I knew him entirely. Regardless of how I found myself here, with him. It simply felt right, he felt right, we felt right. His kiss was soft and almost chaste, nothing like what I could vaguely recall from our wedding night. I could feel his restraint as he fought to remain in control of himself.

I wanted him to lose control, I wanted to be able to remember everything this time, remember as he lost himself in me, his touch, every second of every moment that he brought my body pleasure. I deepened the kiss knowing he was on the edge, he didn't disappoint, he lost the battle with himself the moment my tongue gently grazed his lower lip.

He groaned as his tongue swiftly entered my mouth and I all too soon lost all control of the situation as he took over. Using the length of his body, he pushed me back against the closet door, his erection grinding against me. His hands explored my body as mine hungrily tore at the buttons of his shirt, I needed to feel him bare. Edwards naked torso and back was just as gorgeous as I'd remembered, even through the drunken haze that was our first encounter.

He roughly palmed my now dripping center, I blushed knowing that even through both my panties and slacks he could feel how wet I truly was. As if he read my mind he whispered against the sensitive skin below my ear, causing a shiver to run down my spine.

"So wet" He groaned "Is this what I do to you, Bella? Is this for me, am I the reason you are so fucking wet?" I think I came right then and there, not necessarily an orgasm but I felt the fluids leave my body as he spoke.

He slid my pants down my legs and I kicked them aside, my panties were instantly ripped from my body and I couldn't have cared less that they were brand new. All I could think about was how much I needed him to touch me, now!

"My beautiful, Bella" he whispered as his hand reached down gently rubbing my throbbing bundle of nerves. I gasped and let my head fall back resting against the door as I felt him slip a finger inside of me, his thumb continuing to rub small circles around my aching nub.

My hands clumsily managed to get his belt and slacks undone and I wasted no time as I frantically plunged my hand into pants. He hissed against my lips as I grasped his perfect hard as fuck cock.

'Bless me father, for I have fucking sinned' was my only thought as my hand came into contact with his magnificent appendage, he was truly perfect, long and thick, and smooth as silk. I was most definitely going to hell after all this, I knew I had no right to be enjoying myself so thoroughly considering what I've done to get here.

"Oh, God! Edward, don't stop." I whimpered as his touch became more frenzied. I could feel the intense burn starting in my belly, I was so close. My hand began pumping his hard length at a quick and steady pace, his pre-cum allowing for slick movement.

"I couldn't even if I wanted to." He growled. "Oh god, Bella...your so fucking perfect." The sound of his voice indicated that he was just as close to a blissful release as I was.

His movements intensified and his long, agile fingers thrusting in and out of me sped up as we grew closer to our mutual release. I moaned loudly, thrusting my hips against his hand.

"Fuck Bella, I'm going to cum," he said desperately.

Six little words, that was all it took for me to become so shockingly brazen. I wanted, no, needed him to be in me when he came. In a matter of seconds I had managed to pull his hand away from me, effectively removing his fingers from inside of me as I shifted my hips and gently brought his throbbing erection to my entrance. "I need you… here." My tone was not far off of begging but I couldn't bring myself to give a shit.

I whimpered as he brought his fingers that had been embedded in me to his lips and proceeded to lick them clean, his eyes never left mine. They were dark, and lust filled. He groaned as he tasted me, his hands tightly grasped my ass lifting me. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he thrust into me and I was once again in heaven.

"You're absolutely delicious" His voice was raspy and I had never wanted another living being so much as this man, in this moment.

"Oh, God!" I cried and grasped his shoulders.

"God, can not help you now, Bella." He hissed and I knew he was so, so close. I ran my fingers through his hair and yanked his face back to mine, sucking his tongue into my mouth. His thrusts were frantic and the familiar burning sensation was back in full force, my stomach tightened and the coil within expanded ever so slowly before finally giving way to the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced.

"Fuck, fuck, shit, oh fuck, Edward…ugh…please, oh god, please!" I was begging, for what exactly I had no clue. I could feel myself clenching around Edwards cock and his body began to tremble slightly as he drove into me over and over again. I was so tight around him that I could feel every twitch, every pulse against my inner walls as he released forcefully inside of me.

"Fuck, Bella." He grunted as we slid down the door still very much joined at the hips, he slowly lowered us both to the floor. He pulled out of me and rolled to the side, panting heavily. It took a few moments before we were both able to finally catch our breath.

"I'm sorry… that should not have happened, Bella." What? What the hell is that supposed to mean, I have the best orgasm of my life and he says it should not have happened.

"Excuse me?"

"Protection, we should have used protection. I don't know what the hell happened there, I've never gone bareback a day in my life." Oh fuck! I had gone on the pill the week before Vegas, once we knew that I was actually going to move forward with 'The Plan' and that was close to a month ago. Technically I was still not 'safe' until I started my second package but I was due anytime, so I'm fairly confident that we're safe.

"I'm on the pill." I blurted without thought. "And obviously I'm safe, considering I've never been with anyone but you." I saw a flicker of something flash through his eyes as I spoke but it was gone as quickly as it had appeared.

"Well, like I said. I've never not used a condom, so I'm fairly certain that I am as well." It didn't surprise me that he never bothered to admit to the number of women he had been with. Hell, he probably has no idea. Yes, that fact disgusted me but it wouldn't change anything, especially after what just transpired between the two of us. I was even more set now on maintaining a very physical relationship with my husband. My inner 'jezabel' cackled to herself, extremely proud of her accomplishment. She had brought Edward Cullen, man-whore extraordinaire to his knees.

I took in my surroundings realizing that I was lying on the floor, half naked, half in and half out of the walk- in closet. Welcome to your new home, Bella Swan…hmm or should I say Bella Cullen.

I sat up and reached for my pants lying at my feet, Edward was doing the same and hadn't said anything else after his declaration of being 'clean'. Only he was actually naked as I had needed to see and feel his very well defined torso, he was fuckhot, and for the time being he was mine.

"It's late. " Edward said on his way out of the closet. " I have a long day tomorrow, so I think we should skip the trip to Starbucks. I have a business dinner tomorrow night, Mr. Black always brings his wife so I think you should come."

He wasn't asking, that was clear. I guess this was one of the functions he was referring to me attending in our little arrangement. He was being a little cold at the moment, I think I really took Mr. Cullen off guard and he very obviously isn't use to that.

I really hope he isn't going to always be this way after sex. He certainly wasn't in Vegas, I distinctly remember cuddling after. Not that I expect him to snuggle up in bed with me and profess his undying love, but he doesn't need to be an ass about it.

After a quick shower, I threw on a tank top and a pair of boy shorts. They were actually a matching sleepwear set, although probably a little more alluring than my usual choices. I climbed into bed and whispered 'Goodnight' to Edward, he hadn't heard me of course since he had yet to return to the bedroom.

I woke in the morning finding my pillow to be quite a bit firmer and warmer than I remember it being when I had climbed in bed. It didn't take me long to register that I was actually lying across Edwards chest with one arm draped lazily over his shoulder while he had one arm tucked up behind his head and the other held me snugly against his torso as his strong hand gripped my hip.

I shifted myself trying to sneak away from him but my movements only caused him to roll to his side pulling me closer with my face buried in the crook of his neck. God he smelled divine! I felt his hand skim down my thigh and grip behind my knee as he pulled it up and over his hip. I think I may have whimpered as my now wet sex came into contact with what was obviously his morning wood.

It was only a matter of moments before his alarm finally went off and I felt him stiffen briefly as he took in how we were wrapped around each other. "Good morning" he grumbled, his voice husky from sleep.

"Morning" I whispered, barely able to find my own voice.

He rolled back towards his side of the bed, effectively releasing me from his hold. My body felt the loss, even more so when he climbed out of the bed and strolled across the room to the bathroom. Even in his black sleep pants he was sexy.

I made my way to the kitchen and searched throught the cupboards until I found the coffee, I was in desperate need of some caffeine. Edward entered the kitchen, paper in hand just as I was finishing my first cup.

"Coffee?" I asked.

"Umm…sure" He answered not even looking up from his paper. "Just a touch of cream, please." He added.

I went about making myself another cup and one for him, all the while wondering what the hell his problem was. I've always been stubborn and knew that I wouldn't let it go so I decided to just ask him.

"Are we ok, Edward? You've been…I don't know, off maybe?" I asked as I placed his coffee in front of him.

"I'm fine, Bella. We're fine." He wasn't very convincing, his tone was definitely saying different.

"No, I don't think so. Is this about the condom issue? That's the only thing I can think of. Unless it's because we had… sex, I hope you don't think that I think it changes anything between us. I know that it doesn't, Edward we have an arrangement and besides, you were the first one to say that you'd be agreeable under the circumstances." We were both quiet for a moment.

"Look, Bella, it's not about the sex. Believe me, I am more than happy to continue in that aspect. What I told you last night is the truth though, I've never not used one. I'm not mad at you if that's what you think, but I do feel a little… off as you said, about the fact that I never gave it any thought. Don't get me wrong, it was amazing. I can now tell you that there is a difference, a big difference in how it feels but we hadn't even discussed birth control."

I could tell he was struggling with what had happened and I prayed that it would not affect anything between us, in the bedroom. We were too compatible to not continue a sexual relationship with each other.

"There's something about you, that makes me… not me and I can't figure it out. First Vegas and now this." I knew what he meant by Vegas, he married me and Edward Cullen was not the marrying kind. I felt bad seeing how far off his game it had appeared I'd thrown him. "Let's just move passed it, I'm fine, I'll get over it. I promise to be on my best behaviour at dinner tonight. I'm sorry if I've made you uncomfortable."

"Don't worry about it, apology accepted. But you know, Edward, it doesn't matter that we're not your typical married couple. If this is going to work for the time being, we have to communicate, to a certain extent anyway. I know you'll keep some things from me, since your not committed to me as a… traditional husband would be. Just try to be open with me when it matters, ok?"

"Ok, but I really do have to go now, I'll be home around five. Oh, I uh… noticed a blue dress in the closet this morning that would be perfect for dinner, unless you have something else in mind. Whatever you want is fine, just try to keep it on the dessy side."

"That's fine, I'll wear that. What time do I need to be ready?"

"Dinner's at 7:00, so 6:30ish should be fine." He said and ruffled my hair as he walked passed me to leave. It wasn't a kiss but at least it was something, I was just glad he wasn't being cold towards me anymore.

A/N: I know I said that Edward would only be popping up here and there to have his say, but it feels important to let him have his say after this chapter. So, Edward POV up next!

A/N: All characters belong to SM.