~RT~
Oh it's on guys. It's on. Are you ready for some Edward/Bella time?
SM owns. Thing's I own: A monogramming sewing machine, and a new outfit. Can I get a hell yeah peeps?
**** It has come to my attention that the kids names were all different. I have since changed it to reflect the correct names. I do apologize for this. I guess it was a combo of spell check and me, as I do not have a Beta reader. Thank you for the reviews and such. This chapter was more of a filler for me, I promise the next chapter will be better. I hope. ****
I was in shock. There were just no words. I couldn't believe E was Edward. I'm so very grateful that it wasn't Embry, I didn't have anything against him, and he just wasn't my type. As Edward tossed me over his shoulder and said "See ya fuckers later!" I was numb. I mean, come on. Here I am, over Edward's shoulder, looking at his fine ass. I was dazed. I couldn't even fight or talk. I was mesmerized. I vaguely heard everyone hollering. I was just looking at the most perfect ass known to man. As Edward walks us out, to what I assume is going to be his car, I lean closer and bite his ass.
"Ow! Damn Bella" he says as he smacks my ass. Which causes me to moan. Oh yeah, I'm a freaky bitch.
"Oh you like that do you?" he says as he smacks it again. Reaching forward, he opens the door to his other car, an Infiniti G37 coupe. It's sexy, with the black interior and the black outside, tinted windows, wheels; it just screams sex.
"Where are you taking me? Are you going to add kidnapping to your list?"
I'm seriously peeved over him tossing me over his shoulder. Sure, it's romantic and all. Oh wait. It was romantic. Never mind. I'm no longer peeved. Only Edward would be able to get away with this.
"I'm taking you back to your condo, and I'm going to have my way with you?"
Say what? Oh he is huh?
"And what if I didn't want you too?"
"That's a moot point Bella. I can smell your arousal from here."
I was pretty aroused, now that I think of it. Wouldn't you be from looking at that fine ass?
As I was getting ready to reply, his iPhone signaled a message.
"Sorry love, I'm going to have to head into the hospital for a second. Do you want to come in with me? You would be able to see what I do."
"Like, watch a woman give birth?'' I don't know if I'm ready for that, to see someone in pain.
"No. I just have to go talk to a woman that delivered yesterday. She had twins and had some minor stitches. Apparently, she has developed an infection in the area where the stitches are. You wouldn't be able to see anything, other than her face and possibly her kids."
"Sure. If nothing else, I can check my email."
Making our decision, we head to the hospital. If I'm being honest, I can't wait to see Edward in his lab coat and in doctor mode. Just thinking about it has me rubbing my legs together, needing some sort of relief.
Deciding to get my mind out of the gutter, I know, it's such a hard thing to do; I decide to ask Edward some questions.
"Edward, how did you get my phone number?" I am seriously beyond curious on this one.
As he coughs, then answers, "Well, Jasper met you in Nashville and just kept saying how great you were and how perfect you were. One night we were up drinking, and he gave me your number. Mind you, I hadn't met you or seen you, but something told me to hang on to it. I'm very grateful that I did." He says as he looks at me out of the corner of his eyes.
As I pondered what he said, Edward pulls into the parking garage. "So, in essence, you have sat on my phone number all these years before you contacted me? What made you decide to text me?"
Pulling into his personal space, he looked at me and said "The day I say you swimming in the pool, I became enamored with you. I didn't know it was you until I picked up my mail one day and saw the postman put your mail in your mailbox. That's how I found out your name, and where exactly you lived. Then I just waited till I couldn't take it any more before I started texting you. Now the actual meetings? Those were not planned, just spur of the moment. Shall we go inside and check on Mrs. Anderson?"
"Yes. Am I okay dressed like this?"
"Sure. She has already been informed that tonight is an off night for me. I think she prefers to deal with me, since I have been with her since the beginning."
Climbing out of the car, we head inside.
"More like has the hots for you," I mumble under my breath.
"What's that Ms. Swan, are you jealous of my patients?"
"Nope. I just think she is hot for you."
Laughing, he shakes his head. Getting to the elevator he touches the button for the OB floor.
Just remember that anything you hear does go under the HIPPA rules. I may have to get you to sign a form, but as long as you don't repeat anything you hear, to someone else, you will be fine."
"Ok. I can do that"
As we get off on the OB floor, Edward heads towards the on-call room. I slyly take a look around, definitely remembering to "explore" this room later. "Bella, you are killing me here." He says as he pulls me flush up against him and kisses me. By the time by the time we finish kissing, I can tell how turned on he is. It's so hot. "Damn Bella, give me a minute." He says as he is panting. As Edward calms down, and my breathing returns to normal, we leave to go see Mrs. Anderson.
Arriving at her door, Edward knocks. After hearing the all clear, we head inside. "How are my favorite patients?" Edward says as he shakes Mr. Anderson's hand and then holds Mrs. Anderson's hand. Oh yeah. She totally has the hots for him, as I see her eyes glaze over. "I'm hurting some, but I guess it's the usual. The nurses tell me that I have an infection though." Mrs. Anderson replies. "Ok, let me scrub up and I will take a look. Mr. and Mrs. Anderson, this is my girlfriend, Isabella." Edward says.
Wait. What? Am I his girlfriend now? I get a funny tingling deep in my chest.
I wave my hand and stand off to the side. I am excited about getting to see Edward work in his element. I know that he is going to be caring and thorough, probably not as thorough as Mrs. Anderson would like.
"Edward how many times do I have to tell you that you can call us by our names? Nice to meet you" Mrs. Anderson says.
"Nice to meet you too, Mrs. Anderson."
"Please call me Becki, Isabella.''
"Then please call me Bella." Just as I say that, Edward starts to prep his area and a nurse pushes in two baby carriages.
"Becki, I think these little ones are about to be getting hungry," the nurse says. "Oh hey Dr. Cullen. I didn't realize you were here. Would you like me to take the babies back to the nursery till you are finished?"
"No, that is fine. They are ok here." Edward says. I look over and see two small bundles. One is wrapped in a pink blanket; the other is wrapped in a blue blanket. "Are the little ones doing ok? No complications?" Edward asks.
"Nope. They are perfect," the nurse, replies. As the nurse leaves, Mr. Anderson heads over to the cradles and looks inside. Edward then starts his exam on Mrs. Anderson. I'm at a loss as to what to do. I don't know if I should stand or sit or what. I definitely do not want to look anywhere near Edward or Mrs. Anderson right at this moment. As much as I wanted to watch Edward at work, I didn't need to see someone else's pussy being worked on. Oh no. That's too painful for my pussy.
"Bella", Mr. Anderson says. "Why don't you wash your hands and come over here." "Sure, I reply." I mean, why not. I get to see some little's, so I am all-good. As I wash my hands, Edward has finished with Mrs. Anderson and is now making notes. I head over to the little ones, just as the dad is picking up the little girl.
"What did you name them?" I ask. "We went with Carmen and Ellezar." "Very interesting," I reply. "We wanted somewhat of a different and unusual name for them. These happened to be names in our family." Mr. Anderson says.
As he finishes telling me their names, Ellezar starts screaming. Looking over to Mr. Anderson, I ask him if it would be ok for me to pick him up. After he nods his consent, I pick little Ellezar up.
"Shh now. What's wrong little one?" I ask as I lightly bounce and move side to side. After a minute his little hand finds its way to his mouth and he chews on it. "Ah ha, someone's hungry huh?" Looking to Mrs. Anderson and seeing that Edward is no longer working on her, I take the baby over. "I think someone's a tad bit hungry Becki." "Thank you Bella."
Looking over to Edward, he has stopped writing and is just looking at me. I wonder what he is thinking? Looking back down to Becki, I see that Ellezar is happily nursing. It is such a beautiful sight.
"Bella, you ready to go?" Edward asks. "Sure, thank you for letting me see your precious little ones" I say to Mr. and Mrs. Anderson. Edward goes over the medicines he has prescribed for Mrs. Anderson's infection, and we leave for the nursing desk. Dropping off her chart, we once again head towards the on-call room. Just as soon as the door was shut and locked, Edward slams me into the lockers. Between gropes and kisses, clothes being thrown, I was so aroused.
"Bella, hang on to something. This isn't going to be gentle." He says as he rubs his cock up and down my bare slit. Grabbing onto the top of the locker and kissing his lips, I am more than ready for him to be inside me. Edward pulls my legs around him and grabs my butt, all the while his hard cock is weeping at my entrance. "Ready love?" he groans. Before I can even nod and tell him this is what I want, his cock is inside me. Holy shit. I can't think. It's been so long, and his cock is so big, it's just overwhelming.
"Ah, Edward."
"Damn Bella. You are so tight. Hang on love." With that he wildly thrusts his hips as I thrusts mine back into him. It's the age-old dance that will never get old. It just gets better with time. I reach down and rub my clit, as his eyes follow my every move. I come with wild abandon, and he follows. We stand there panting. Neither wanting to move.
"Love, let's get home. I want to bend you over my bed and fuck you till the sun shines." As I climb down he looks at me like he's about to pounce. I look over to the couch, and back to the half-mast that Edward is sporting. Edward see's me checking him out and heads to the couch. "Damn girl. You are going to wear me out." As he says this I push him down on the couch and proceed to give him a blowjob. Once I have him where I want him, I slid up and kiss him. Once I have him begging for more, I slide ever so slowly down on his cock. He grabs my ass and pushes up. Setting a fast pace, we watch his cock slide in and out of me. It soon becomes too much for me to handle and I fall off the edge. Edward pushes into me a couple of more times, and then follows me. We sit there and kiss until he goes limp. When he does, we make to get up. That's when we hear the knocks on the door.
"Edward, you in there? Open up son. I have a consult for you."
"Edward," I hiss, "who is that?" I'm seriously freaking out here. Did this man hear us or what?
"Urg. It's my dad. It must be important." He says quietly. He gets up and starts to throw his clothes back on. "Get dressed really quick."
As I dress, I think of how embarrassing this is going to be, to meet one of his parents after we have just had sex. Not once, but twice! My checks probably look like a fire truck at this point.
"You ready? Relax babe. My dad is cool."
"Edward, I can't relax. You can tell we have been having sex!"
"Just let me slip out, stay in here for a second. I will tell him I will meet him at the nurses station."
"Ok."
As soon as I am presentable, Edward opens the door and tells his dad that he will meet him at the nurse's station.
As soon as his father leaves, Edward turns to me and asks "will you be ok in here for a couple of minutes?"
"Sure, I'll check my messages or play a game."
Edward leans over and kisses me. This kiss is different. It's full of promises.
"I'll be back in ten minutes or so, love."
"I'll be here."
After Edward leaves, I look around. I have never been in an on-call room before. There is a row of lockers, hmm I remember those well, a couch, TV, microwave, fridge, two twin beds and a bathroom. Why didn't we use the beds? Sitting down on the couch, I pull out my phone. There are two texts, one from Rose and another from Alice. Before I read them, I decide to send a text to Cassie and see if she is available to take care of Ella again tonight and in the morning. After hearing back from her, with her able to confirm her availability, I read the texts from earlier.
Rose: Damn girl. These Cullen men are keepers. When you surface for air, call me.
Alice: I knew it. Knew it. Knew it! Sorry we kept you in the dark. You needed some mystery/romance/intrigue!
I love these girls. I decide to wait to leave a response. If I respond now, they will want to talk the rest of the night. And quite frankly, I have other plans for later. Leaning back, I can't quite wrap my mind around what Edward and I have done. It's not necessarily what we have done, just where we have done it at. I love it! This would definitely have to be one of my fantasies and definitely one to remember for the future!
Edward returns with a handsome blond haired man with blue eyes. He is gorgeous, but not as handsome as Edward.
"Bella, I would like to introduce you to my father. This is Carlisle Cullen"
I'm going to hurt Edward. Well, not too hard. We have plans for tonight.
"Hi Mr. Cullen. It's nice to meet you," I say as I shake his hand.
"It's nice to meet you too Bella. And please, call me Carlisle."
"Sure."
"I told Edward that we would love to have you over for dinner on Sunday. I believe Emmett, Rose and Lillian will be there as well."
"I would love to come. Count me in, if it's ok with Edward."
"Of course love, I can't wait for you to meet everyone officially."
We make plans and discuss what time to be there. After that we say our goodbyes to Carlisle.
"Love, let's say we blow this joint and head home. Sound good to you?"
"Lead the way!"
After we are in the car and headed home from Piedmont Hospital, I ask where which house we are going.
"Let's go to mine, for tonight at least."
"Ok, I would love to spend some more time in your bedroom." I say.
"urg. Bella, we are going to have to discuss other things for right now."
After a couple deep breath's, he seems to cool down some.
"Edward, I know you said that you didn't mind going with me to look at cars; are you interested in going this weekend? I have got to trade my MINI in as soon as possible."
"Sure love. Have you narrowed it down between the two anymore? Or are you still undecided?"
"No, I made a decision. I am definitely going to go with the Audi Q7. I just need something bigger and safer."
"I agree. The Audi and the Volvo are very safe. Let's go tom. Maybe after lunch sometime?" he says as he pulls into his garage.
"Works for me. I just want to give them my MINI, I don't even care about trading it in. It's been that much of a pain!"
"I hope your next car will last you a lot longer than that one has."
Walking into his house, I find new things to look at. I also notice how clean he keeps it.
"Love, do you need anything?" he asks. "No, I'm good. Well, maybe a shower."
"Last one upstairs is a rotten egg!" As Edward takes off at a full run, I look at him. I mean, come on. I haven't been in his house that much and certainly not enough to even know where the bathroom is. Boys. They never grow up, do they?
Edward realizes his mistake, and grabs me. "Sorry love. It just feels like you have been in my life longer than you have. Let's shower and go to bed."
After steamy shower sex, we lay in his bed watching a movie on HBO. I feel so secure, wrapped in his arms. Like nothing could hurt me or touch me. It's an amazing feeling.
~RT~
So? My first online lemon. Was it ok? Did you like it? I promise steamier love scenes in the future. Up next? Car shopping and dinner with Carlisle and Esme on Sunday.
Since it's my birthday (technically it's tom), can I get some extra reviews tonight and tom? Much love in advance. I do respond to them all, sometimes twice. By accident. I swear!
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