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I looked at her with my brows knit in confusion.

"How did I know what?"

She let out a small laugh, shaking her head from side to side.

"When I went to pay for my things at the dress store, it was over a thousand dollars. I had to tell them I would pay for it next week because the limit on my card is only a thousand."

She looked up at me embarrassed, and I took her cheek in my hand, stroking it gently with my thumb.

Never having seen my Bella so embarrassed, I held back a smile at the fact that she wasn't fighting with me about taking the card.

"Well now you can go back there and pay for it, and it's not even an issue. Use it for anything you want."

I smiled and leaned down to press a soft kiss to her temple.

"What did you need to say Bella?"

She looked up at me and burst into laughter.

She rolled back onto the couch out of my grasp and onto her back.

I followed her, holding my weight on my elbows as I leaned into her face.

It was turning red and had what looked like tears streaming down her cheeks.

"I," with a look at the concern on my face her laughter renewed.

"I was going to ask if maybe, I could use this," she held the offending card in her hands.

I smiled and took the card from her, placing it on the table to the side of us and leaned down to kiss the tears off her cheeks.

They were warm and salty, and I followed their trail down her face to her mouth where I leaned in and took her smooth pinks lips into my own and kissed her, taking her bottom lip between my own and sucking.

Wrapping her arms around my neck she pulled me to her, causing my body weight to press against her, and she moaned at the dual sensation of our contact and me tugging on her bottom lip.

She opened her mouth, granting my tongue entrance and I slid my tongue in slowly, grazing her teeth before meeting her own tongue as they battled for dominance in her mouth.

Her small hands left my neck, working their way down my back, kneading the skin on the way down, and my muscles reacted involuntarily, spastic at her touch.

The way her fingers ran over my heated flesh caused electrical impulses which shot directly to my rapidly growing groin, which was involuntarily grinding into her hot wet core.

I could feel the heat radiating from her as her lips left mine and made for the spot on my neck just under my earlobe.

My grinding became more insistent and I could hear her whimpering and panting for more.

I closed my eyes and all I saw was Bella underneath me, naked and writhing and begging me to go faster, harder, anything.

Complying with naked Bella, my eyes snapped open to find clothed Bella gripping my ass with more force than I thought she had, pulling on me and pushing me harder into her core.

Her eyes closed and her mouth popped open, and I looked down at her, and saw her hardened nipples straining through the thin material of her tank top.

She looked so fucking hot and about to come; I wanted to push her over the edge.

I put the brunt of my weight on my left elbow and with my right, I ripped the tank top and bra down and pinched her nipple, bringing it to my mouth and biting down.

She screamed in pleasure or pain; I wasn't sure which.

I could feel her juice soak through her panties and jeans and she threw her hips up against mine which caused me to lose control, and after another thrust I shot my load, and we laid there still panting and slightly sweating as I could the results of our climaxes mixing together on our clothes.

She looked up at me with a weak smile, "maybe I should take the couch tonight?"

We had taken to sleeping separately, because the closer it got to the wedding the harder it was to behave.

It was like every move she made was ten times more sexual than it was two years ago.

That, coupled with our new boundaries, had made things interesting.

This had been more than I meant to do, but she had gone along with it and of course once I had Bella's stamp of approval, there was no stopping me.

Ever since that night, naked Bella appeared in my head.

Bella could be standing at the washer and dryer fully clothed and spraying stains before washing them, and all I would see is naked Bella sitting on the dryer and enjoying the ride.

I had taken up residence on the couch and left her the bedroom. She always offered to switch, but I just couldn't have Bella sleeping on the couch. It just seemed wrong to me.

Besides, she was a violent sleeper and would likely roll of the couch, crash through the window and plummet to her death in the middle of the night.

Me, well I didn't toss and turn much, and I don't need whole lot of room to jack off, so the couch suited me perfectly.

Jack off I did, usually multiple times a day.

I had no idea what I was going to do once I didn't have my entire day to myself.

Ironically, I could see myself being the horny guy in the on-call room, but instead of having a naughty nurse I would have my hand and naked Bella in my head telling me what she wanted me to do to her.

I lifted myself up and off of her, leaning back into the arm of the couch and controlling my breathing.

She tucked her self back into her bra and tank top and stood up, looking over at me.

She leaned down to kiss my sweaty forehead, "I love you."

I stood, wrapped my arms around her waist, and pulled her into a hug, my lips in her hair.

"Love you too."

I followed her into the bedroom, grabbing my pajama pants as she finished folding the clothes in the basket next to the bed.

"I'll see you in the morning Bella, sleep well."

Stealing another kiss from her cheek, I made my way to the bathroom to change before making up my makeshift bed on the couch.

I watched her in the dark as she walked through the living room to return the laundry basket to its spot on top of the dryer.

On her way back I could make out that she had already changed into her pajamas - a long lean wife beater with lacy, cheeky panties.

I couldn't quite make out the color other than the fact that they were light, maybe white or a light pink.

She went back into the bedroom, and the light from the lamp clicked off and the light that was pouring into the hall was no more.

I laid there, my head tilted to the side, looking out the window.

Even in the dark of night it was never truly dark in the city.

There was always at least one street lamp on somewhere.

I never noticed the difference at night, because before this I had always slept in our room.

Our room had the same windows, but we had curtains in there that almost always stayed closed.

It gave us the illusion of privacy, even if it was midday and no one was home, it felt weird to just leave them open and give the world a view of our most intimate place, so we kept them closed.

I put my arm behind my head, propping it up, and rubbed my other hand up and down my chest.

After everyone had left, had caught myself staring at Bella.

She had a wet rag in one hand and was slightly bent over the dining room table, wiping it down after dinner.

I was walking from the kitchen to the bathroom and had stopped to stare at her bent over the table with her tits jiggling around as she scrubbed sauce off the table.

It took everything I had not to walk up behind her and grab her hips and pull them into the erection she had caused.

Before she looked up, I had booked it to the bathroom and locked the door with every intention of releasing the tension when I heard her go into the bedroom, looking for something.

I ceased the pace of my hand and sat there for a good ten minutes, willing it to go away.

It finally did, and I had sat down on the couch with Bella, as ready as I would ever be for the discussion about the card.

It went better than I thought it would. I reached my hand down to my pajama pants, pulling the tie out and slipping them down over my engorged erection.

Times were getting desperate and I didn't know how much longer I could wait before I just took her in the most violent and delicious way possible.

I very much wanted our first time to be special and loving, but at this rate all I wanted to do was fuck her.

I couldn't ever let her see this side of me; she would be disgusted at the ways I wanted to take her.

My sweet innocent Bella didn't think these things about me, I'm sure.

If she did, I knew she wouldn't be able to walk around so fucking cool and collected all the time.

My hand slipped down to my hardness, and I circled my thumb and forefinger around the base, gripping tightly.

I pumped in my hand slowly, thinking about Bella bent over the table and her hips swirling in time to the arm wielding the rag.

I came up behind her and her hips stopped their gyrating as I took them in my hands.

Her body always felt so fucking good, always fit into mine like she was made for me.

I slipped my hands to the front of her jeans and undid the button before sliding the zipper down.

I slid the jeans over her hips and down to her feet where she stepped out of them and kicked them to the side.

I ran my hands up her legs, to her thighs, and finally back to her hips and my breath hitched as I realized she wasn't wearing any panties.

My nasty little Bella was a bad girl.

She looked back at me with a smirk as I undid my belt and jeans, letting them fall to the floor as well.

I took my cock in my hand and slid it along her crack and shoved it roughly into her entrance.

She cried out and the dish rag fell from her hands as she gripped onto the table, trying to steady herself against the force of my thrusts.

She pulled her tank top up over head, and I leaned my head down against her back and ripped open the clasp of her bra with my fucking teeth.

I could taste her skin as my teeth grazed her back, and she tastes so fucking delicious I don't even know how to describe it.

She smells like sweet cream and flowers mixed with the smell of hot fucking sex.

I pushed her down against the table, watching her breasts press against the hard word.

She moaned and whimpered incoherently as her sensitive nipples rubbed against the rough wood.

Her whimpering met my ears and went directly to my cock, which was pounding her pussy as hard as I could with her bent over a table.

Her tight wet heat pulled me back in after every thrust, and I could feel my balls tighten and know I'm close, too close.

I wanted her to come first, so I straightened my back so I was parallel with her legs.

I slow my pace but increase the power of my thrusts.

With one hand on her back, guiding her to me, I used the other to smack her soft, creamy ass.

Hard. My hand slid up her smooth back, a thin layer of sweat helping it glide up to her hair.

I bunched it up in my hands and pulled.

My other hand kept smacking her ass repeatedly until all I could hear from her was grunting as she took each of my thrusts and gave it back as she pushed her ass back up against my cock.

Fucking amazing, she felt fucking amazing. "Fuck ungh, I'm coming," she didn't need to tell me. I sped up my thrusting and felt her walls clamp down on me tightly.

Tighter than fucking ever, I couldn't hold off my release, and with another thrust I slammed into her and spilled my spunk deep in her tight cunt.

Fucking amazing. I can't ever get enough of her.

My hand loosened its grip on her hair and the image dissolved as I looked down at my cock, groaning as the cum flew all over my pajama pants and my hand.

Fucking hell, fucking wedding can't come soon enough.

Growling in aggravation, I stood carefully, making my way to the kitchen for a paper towel.

I wiped my hands off before removing my pajama pants, leaving me still at full attention and in my boxers in the kitchen.

Tossing the pants into the washer, I made my way back to the couch, laying my head on the pillow, finally capable of sleep.

I pulled the small blanket up over me, not for warmth but more so I had something covering me, making me less vulnerable.

As I drifted off to Bella talking in her sleep and moaning. Well at least if she was getting some in her dreams then one of us would be happy.

Thank you for all the reviews, they make my day and because yesterday I got the highest hit count EVER at a little over 400. So in celebration of said achievement, I have given you chapter 10. Read it and let me know what you think bbs. As always reviews make my day. For the number of hits I'm getting I would love to see more reviews.

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That being said, I am not sure what direction this story will take. It popped into my head as a one-shot and grew to something more but was never mean to last past the wedding night. I am still playing around with ideas. There will be AT LEAST 3 more chapters, the wedding, wedding night and epilogue if I decide to take it that route.

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