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My girl.

Fuck yeah. I smile at the thought as I bury my face in her neck. I laugh as I finally let Bella in on what I've wanted to do for three weeks.

"Practically the entire team has been talking about bonking you in this office. I can't wait to tackle you on the field Monday so everyone knows you're mine."

oOoOoOo

Bella laughs and I lift my head to look at her beautiful, post-multiple-because-I'm-the-mother-fucking-man-orgasm face. "Uhh… I'm not joking."

Her smile is a mile wide, and knowing I put it there causes my dick to stir. I deftly slip out of her but keep her pressed against the desk, not quite willing to lose contact yet.

"Don't you think that'll be a bit unprofessional—the exact opposite of what I'm trying to accomplish here?" Her words tell me no, but her dancing eyes and roaming fingers spur me forward.

"I don't give a fuck what the team thinks of me, though. You can punish me in class for it if you want so they know it's all on me—at least they'll know you're mine." I dip down and lick across her collarbone before gently biting the soft flesh between her shoulder then pulling back to look at her again. "In all seriousness, you know I'd never do anything to upset you, right? If you don't want me to, I won't."

Bella closes her eyes and tilts her head back, sighing, "You're going to be the death of me, you know that? How am I ever gonna say no to you when you spout off sweet words like that? Can we at least make sure Jasper knows first?"

I smile triumphantly. "Anything you want, baby. Now, let's get you dressed before Emmett barges in on us," I say, giving her one last kiss and finally hoisting myself off of her.

Bella pouts for a moment and then sighs, "I guess tonight has to end eventually."

Chuckling, I pull my pants up and move around her office to collect her clothes. "Just because we're leaving here doesn't mean we're saying goodbye. You're coming home with me, and we're doing several variations of that again."

I sigh as Bella pulls on her clothes and covers up the skin I still want to be touching…and licking. She rummages through her desk and pulls out a Blues T-shirt, tossing it to me as she says, "I love the sound of that plan, but I don't have anything to wear." I give her a look indicating how absurd that statement is, and she laughs and continues, "Okay, we won't need clothes, but I at least need a toothbrush."

"I have a tonne of toothbrushes! Emmett got drunk one night and ordered a hundred from an infomercial. I shit you not; I got six toothbrushes from him every holiday last year, even non-gift giving ones like Waitangi Day and Anzac Day."

Bella looks at me with a dubious expression on her face, "Shut up! Seriously?"

My smile grows bigger as I make my way over to her and wrap my arms around her waist. Dipping down to gently kiss the tip of her nose, I rest my forehead against hers, "It's Emmett. Is it really that unbelievable?"

She rolls her eyes as she laughs. "You have a point there."

"So, unless you want to tell me you have at least one box of condoms at your apartment, you're better off agreeing and walking your sexy arse to my car."

She wraps her arms around my neck, and I can't believe she's finally mine to touch and hold and kiss. "Wouldn't you know, I'm fresh out, what with all the entertaining I've done since I moved in six days ago. Your place it is, I guess." My heart jumps when she lifts up on her toes and pulls my head down, kissing me lightly.

She's turning me into such a fucking girl, but I can't seem to find it in me to care right now.

I reluctantly drop my hands from her waist and pull back, grabbing her hand. "Let's get the hell out of here before someone shows up."

Bella laces her fingers through mine and looks up at me as we walk out, her eyes wide. "I thought you wanted everyone to know," she teases.

"I want everyone to know on Monday. Until then I want to stay holed up in either my bedroom or yours…and maybe occasionally the kitchen. Or the shower," I tack on just to be safe.

"Why, Edward Cullen, if I didn't know better, I'd say you're only interested in me for one thing!"

"Hey! That's not true at all. I'll need at least twenty minutes recovery time between rounds, and we can spend every single one of them talking about whatever you want."

Bella's laughter causes my own face to light up, and I can't help but pull her closer and throw my arm over her shoulder as we walk through the car park.

I'm so absorbed in Bella, I don't notice the couple standing near my car until I hear a throat clearing. Startled, I look up to see Emmett leaning against his car with Rose tightly wrapped in his arms.

"Hey, guys," I start, "I didn't expect to see you here, Rose."

"Hey, yourself, Edward," Rose replies. "My parents crashed early so I decided to come out and meet you guys. Imagine my surprise when I found out you two were already gone."

"So…whatcha been doing for the past thirty minutes?" Emmett asks, grinning like the Mad Hatter.

To my surprise, Bella tightens her hold on my waist and buries her head in my chest as her other hand grasps at the material covering my stomach. "We're never living this down. Never," she murmurs into my chest.

Chuckling, I know there's no point trying to cover it up. There's no way to explain away my mussed-up hair, the smile of pure delight on my face, or the fact that Bella's once neat and strategically worn Blues shirt is hanging limp on her body.

"Apparently providing you with ammunition for the next several weeks. What's it gonna take to cut it down to just one?" I ask as Bella takes a deep breath and pulls herself away from my chest. She looks sheepishly at Rose, who returns Bella's smile as she pulls Emmett's arms around her more tightly.

"Dude, I'm hurt!"

The look on my face clearly shows everyone here is well aware he's not letting this die anytime soon.

"Fine! You two are having lunch with us tomorrow. You give me all the details, and in ten days, I'll forget we caught you walking out of our place of employment looking like one sated motherfucker."

I glance at Bella and she shrugs her shoulders lightly. "Deal to lunch, no deal to details, and only a week," I bargain.

"No way, man! If I don't get details, it's at least two weeks!" Emmett actually looks indignant—like he has some sort of claim on our relationship. Okay, maybe he does…but still.

"Vague details, ten days," I offer.

Emmett spits on his hand and starts to offer it to me before suddenly pulling back. He looks at Bella for a moment, "No offense or anything, Bella," then turns his attention to me, "but maybe we can shake on it tomorrow, mate."

Before I can say anything, Rose reaches up and whacks Emmett on the back of his head before pushing away from him to give Bella a hug. "I'm happy for you, girl. You two have fun tonight—just give me a call whenever you manage to find your way out of bed."

Bella shocks the shit out of me again when she pulls back from Rose, giggling and says with a wink, "Okay, talk to you Sunday night, then!"

"Nice, bro." Emmett holds his hand out to me while I stare at him incredulously.

"Now you wanna touch me?"

"Aw, come on, Eddie. Don't pack a shitty because I made a little joke. You know how happy I am for you guys for real, right? You're each other's crabs and shit."

Two female heads swivel to stare at Emmett.

"Okay, what Kiwi phrase am I missing here?" Bella inquires.

"I'm missing it, too, baby." I tug her back into my arms.

That's better.

Emmett sighs as if everyone here is a huge inconvenience. "You know… the show where the geeky guy is head over heels for the hot chick, but she's all 'No, I don't think so,' until one day she finally realizes he's her crab."

Uhh…?

"You mean the show Friends with Ross and Rachel?" Bella clarifies.

"YES! That's the one, Bellaboo! See, you get me!"

Rose and Bella are laughing, and I'm completely clueless as to what's going on, but I'm digging the feeling of my girl's arse jiggling against my dick as she laughs, so I'm okay with not knowing what the hell they're talking about.

"He's her lobster, Emmett, because lobsters mate for life," Rose explains, making her way back to Emmett.

"Oh, well, that's what we are, too, baby," Emmett says, grabbing Rose by the hand and pulling her flush against his body.

I watch as Rose turns into a veritable pile of mush over Emmett's words and realise yesterday this scene would have made me want to drink piss. Now, I just slip my hands beneath Bella's shirt and let my fingers find their way across her flat belly as I bend down to kiss her neck. "Time to go home now, Bella," I whisper.

I glance up to see Rose pulling Emmett to their car. "Call before you come tomorrow; you might be up before we are!" Rose calls over her shoulder.

I laugh as Emmett fist pumps the air and finally turn to open my car door for Bella. Rose and Emmett can think what they want, but there's no way they're outlasting us in anything tonight.

oOoOoOo

I somehow muster enough restraint to let Bella take a shower by herself at my flat. I only have to stop myself three times from hopping in with her, but I figure allowing her to shower in peace is the least I can do considering she has nothing here but a brand new Spinbrush Pro. I set out a T-shirt and pair of my boxers for when she's done, then grab a quick shower while she towel-dries her hair.

"I guess I should get a hair dryer if I want you to stay over here a lot, aye?" I ask as I soap up my hair.

"Oh my gosh, Edward. Could you be any sweeter?"

"I'm sweet because I want you to stay over a lot?"

"You're sweet for a tonne of reasons; this just happens to be the most recent. I'll just bring my hair dryer whenever I spend the night, though don't think you're getting out of staying at my place either. I haven't even been living there a week, you know?"

I smile even though Bella can't see me, pleased I'll be able to live out some of the fantasies that ran through my head as I was making her bed. I rinse the soap off my body, making sure to get every nook and cranny clean, and push open the door to grab a towel.

Bella's eyes rake over my body, sending a clear message she's just as ready for round two as I am.

I sling my towel over the towel rail and pull Bella to me, kissing her deeply. Without taking my lips off of hers, I bend down and hoist her up by her arse, loving the feeling of her body against mine as she wraps her legs around my waist. I can hardly make it to my bed fast enough, gently tossing her down when my knees touch the edge.

Her giggle is adorable as she scoots back, and I crawl toward her like the predator I become when I'm with her.

"This has got to go now," I tell her, running my hands beneath my T-shirt covering Bella's delicious tits. She readily complies and lifts her arms over her head as I slide the shirt off. I'm thrilled as fuck she never put my boxers on, and her very willing body is now very naked.

"I don't even know why I put it on."

"Well, it is fun to take off," I reply, running my hands back up her body.

"God, I love feeling your hands on me. I don't know how I went a day without you, much less three weeks."

I kiss my way down her chest, sucking each nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the hard buds. I tear myself away from her perfect tits, wanting to worship every inch of her body—I want to find out what touches make her squirm, what kisses make her sigh, and what caresses make her scream out my name.

Before I get very far, Bella pushes me off her body and throws me onto the bed, climbing on top of me and straddling my hips. Her fingers trail lightly down my chest as she grins down at me, "Nuh-uh…you got to have all the fun in my office; it's my turn to play with you."

Laughing, I slide my hands up her legs and grip her thighs. "I'm pretty sure you had fun, too."

Bella's expression morphs into pure desire as she promises, "And now I'm about to return the favour." She presses her body against mine as she claims my lips, then starts her slow descent down my body. She hasn't even gotten near my dick yet, and it's already twitching in anticipation. Her hands are roaming through the coarse hair on my chest, and my abs tense in the best way when she finds a ticklish spot on my side. Her mouth follows behind the path her hands left, creating a trail of goose bumps that pop up after every lick of her tongue.

I start reciting rugby stats in my head when she grips my dick and languidly pumps my shaft, stopping each time at the top to run her palm flat against the top. I'm so focused on her hand and the stats running through my head, I don't notice when she stops kissing my stomach until her warm, wet mouth closes around my cock.

My hands instinctively move to grip her head, and I nearly lose my load when I look down and see her peeking up at me with her mouth full of my dick. The sight is far too enticing, so I lay my head back and try to hold on to what little self-control I have left.

Bella's mouth is warm and wet as she moves around my cock, and if I hadn't just taken her earlier tonight, I'd swear this was the best feeling in the world. She's compliant in my hands, easily reading my cues, giving me more when I ask for it and backing off when I get too close.

"Shit, Bella," I pant, "I don't think I can hold off much longer." Her eyes flash up to me, and she gives me a small grin before swirling her tongue around the tip of my shaft and then plunging her mouth down around my shaft until her nose is touching my pubic bone. My cock is buried deep in her throat, and she gags a little as she swallows around me. I should probably feel bad, but the feeling in my dick takes over all reasonable thought as my orgasm rushes through me and I explode inside her mouth.

I barely remember to release my grip on Bella's head, but she keeps her mouth firmly around me as I groan and ride out my high. Finally, Bella releases my satisfied cock and crawls up my stomach, looking very much like the cat that ate the canary.

"So, was that fun for you?"

I wrap my arms around her and shrug my shoulders as I pant out a very unconvincing, "Meh."

Laughing, she lightly slaps at my chest. "In that case, don't expect a repeat performance!"

"Oh, no, no, no. We're doing that at least five times a day."

Laughter fills my bedroom. "You're impossible! I thought you were this charming, intelligent guy, but really all you do is think about sex!"

"To be fair, it's kind of hard not to when my hot, naked girlfriend just gave me the best blowjob ever. You didn't have to do that at the end, you know? I don't want to hurt you." God, I hope she wants to do it again—it was fucking amazing, but nothing's worth her discomfort.

Bella leans down and kisses me slowly and thoroughly, curling her fingers through the hair on either side of my head. I grab two handfuls of arse cheek and squeeze, causing her to rub against my recovering cock, making him think about round three.

Finally, she pulls away to look at me again. "You didn't hurt me. It's kind of a turn-on seeing how much you enjoyed it."

"Enjoyed would be a massive understatement, baby."

Her smile turns coy, but I don't have to wonder what she's thinking for very long. "So, I'm your girlfriend, huh? Do I get a say in the matter?"

"Nope. I'm not stupid. If I ask, you might say no, and that's not an option."

"What! You know I won't say no; just ask me!"

"Nope, too risky. Sorry, baby. We'll just have to act out some other fantasy of yours." I run my hands from her arse to her neck and down again, causing her body to erupt in shivers.

"You're kind of impossible sometimes, you know."

"So I've been told. At least it'll keep things interesting between us." I prop up on my elbows and flip her underneath me in one fell swoop, covering her body with mine to keep her warm. My cock nestles snugly between her legs and immediately starts reaching toward its new favourite place.

Bella's laugh only further exacerbates the issue, and I can't help but chuckle when she says, "I thought you said I'd get twenty minutes of talk time? It's barely been ten!"

I lean down and kiss the side of her neck, relishing the way she responds to my touch as goose bumps immediately appear where I've been. "What can I say? You're just too hot for your own damn good. Is it a problem?"

"Not at the moment, but we might have to get more condoms on the way back from Rose's tomorrow if we keep up this pace. We'll also need to go by my apartment so I can actually have my stuff here…unless you'd rather just stay there tomorrow night." Bella's breath starts to hitch when my lips find the skin just beneath her left breast. I'm barely registering her words, my thoughts solely consumed on finally tasting her.

Still, I want to at least appear to be a supportive boyfriend, so I mumble out the first thing that comes to mind, "Sure, baby…whatever you want. God, I can't wait to fuck you bareback, though. You're gonna feel fucking fantastic wrapped around my naked cock."

Bella's hands stop roaming around my back.

Fuck.

I lift my head and look at her.

"I mean, whenever you're ready. I'm not trying to push you or anything. I know we haven't talked about past relationships or anything yet. Shit. It was just a dumb thought that passed through my head, Bella. Forget I said it, okay?"

"I don't want to forget it, Edward. It's fine. I was just caught off-guard, I guess. I already knew the pasts of the only two people I've been with, so we never had this awkward conversation." Thankfully, Bella's face is the portrait of honesty, and I'm relieved she isn't upset.

I drop my chin to her sternum and run my hand up her leg. I'm ready to move on and get back to savouring her body, but before I suggest that, Bella speaks up.

"I'm covered if you are. I mean, I'm on the pill, and even though I've never had sex without a condom, I still got tested after Jake and I split up since he was with Leah the next day." Her eyes glance to mine, which must be registering shock at the fact that any man would willingly give up this girl. Apparently, she misunderstands the look on my face and quickly tries to pull back. "It's cool, though. I mean, I can do it again here."

I hastily move back up her body, silencing her with a kiss. "Of course I trust you, Bella. I was just thinking this Jake guy must've been the biggest idiot in the world to let you get away. Seriously, maybe you should advise him to visit a doctor."

Bella's laugh warms my heart, and I bury my head between her tits and revel in the sound. Her fingers comb through my hair and scratch my scalp as I consider what I'm about to suggest. I'm clearly more experienced than Bella, and the enormous amount of trust she's putting in me right now is not something I want to take lightly.

I know she's the one for me, though; I can feel it in every bone in my body, and I have no reason to delay the inevitable.

"Are you sure, Bella? I'm good, too. I haven't been with anyone in a while, and I've been tested since then. I'll wait if you're not ready, but I'm not gonna lie…I'm really fucking excited about this."

She trails her fingers from my temple down to my chin and offers a small smile, "Of course I'm sure."

She pulls me down to kiss me again, only taking charge for a moment before relinquishing power back to me. I kiss my way to her ear and whisper, "As much as I can't wait to be back inside of you, I've been dying to taste your pussy since we were in your office."

Bella moans, "Oh god," and grips the sheets as I quickly make my way to the centre of her thighs. Determined not to be interrupted again, I make quick work of parting her lips and flattening my tongue over her pussy and licking up to her clit in one long stroke. I work my girl over good, nibbling and licking around her sweet little nub while my fingers learn her insides. It doesn't take long before one particularly forceful suck sends Bella over the edge, moaning my name.

This time, I allow Bella a moment to catch her breath as I slowly kiss my way back up her body. I position my cock at her entrance before resting my full weight on top of her and framing her face with my arms.

My fingertips brush the hair back at her temple and when she opens her eyes I murmur, "I don't know what happened in your past, and believe me, I have plenty of fucked-up skeletons in my closet, but I promise I'll do my best to erase your bad memories and replace them with good ones. I know this is really fast and kinda intense, but I hope you know how crazy I am about you. I've never felt this consumed by anyone—and if I'm honest, it's scary as hell—but please, never doubt how much I care about you, Bella."

Her eyes are shining when I close the distance between us and kiss her again, slowly shifting forward to enter her. Bella moans into my mouth, making me want to pick up my pace, but I'm determined to show her how I feel about her.

I hook my arms under her shoulders and lick and nip along her jawline as I slowly move in and out of her. Our bodies are pressed so tightly together, it offers little leverage, but what we lose in movement we make up for in passion.

"Oh god, Bella. It's feels like you're everywhere around me," I mumble, not even caring if I'm not making any sense.

Bella's fist closes around a lock of my hair, and she pulls me closer. "Uhhnn…Edward."

Her breathy moan spurs me on further, "I'll never get enough of this."

Bella's whimpers blow hot breath across my ear and neck, causing a chain reaction of tingling that ends in my dick. I moan and bend my head down to bite her shoulder gently. "I'm close, baby. Can you get there?"

"God, yes. Just don't stop talking," she groans, swivelling her hips in time with mine.

Damn, my girl is hot.

I shift back, lifting her left leg with my right arm to get a better angle and pick up my pace, searching for that magical spot.

"You like it when I talk to you, baby? You like my dirty mouth?"

She grips my hips and pulls me to her harder, "Fuck me, Edward!"

"Yeah, you do. You're so fucking hot when you talk like that, too. Do you have any idea how much it turns me on?" I slip my left hand down to Bella's clit and press down, hoping she's as close as she seems to be.

I'm rewarded for my supernatural powers of observation when she clenches around me and digs her nails into my skin.

One look at her fucking gorgeous face and my strokes become shorter and faster until I release inside her in three long streams. I collapse on top of her, but have just enough blood left in my brain to realise I'm crushing her, so I roll to the side.

When I finally have my own breathing under control, I tug her closer to me and say, "Okay, I may need more than twenty minutes after that one."

Bella snuggles deeper into my pillow and against me. "'Kay. Sounds like a plan. Just wake me when you're ready."

I swear she's asleep before she even finishes talking, and I spend a few minutes just staring at her beautiful face, unable to believe that just a few hours ago, I was jealous over her and Riley. My own exhaustion hits me, but I don't want to fall asleep without cleaning up a bit so I gently worm my way out of bed and grab a washcloth, wetting it with warm water before returning to Bella, who's in such a deep slumber that she barely moves as I gently wipe her legs.

Knowing I really will want to wake her up in the middle of the night, I decide to take another shower. I laugh to myself at the thought of depleting all of Auckland of its water supply if we keep this up. While I quickly soap and rinse my tired body, it's still long enough to fog up my bathroom mirror.

I'm getting ready to wipe it away when I'm struck with a brilliant idea. Glancing into my room, I see Bella is still asleep, so I quickly scribble out my note to her.

If all goes as planned, the first thing Bella will see when she steps out of the shower in the morning is:

WILL U B

MY G/F?

[_] Yes [_] Yes

A/N: Awww… Moosh.

And those were the best boxes I could make... I tried!

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Rec: One of my favourite fics is Going Under by sparklnfade. Daddyward plus Surferward equals all kinds of win. She creates a lovely mystery from the beginning, making you fall in love with her oh so characters. I can't say enough good things about this fic, for reals… I kinda wanna go read it again now.

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