Hey! Remember me? So I am done with finals as of week before last but I have like three jobs (pharmacy, nursing home, Younique presenter - anyone need makeup- kidding- sort of :p) so this got put on the back burner. And I am not really sure how I feel about this chapter. It's not my best work for sure, but it will have to do. *shrugs*

When we left off, Lauren was doing the dirty with Angela. And to answer a question in the reviews, Lauren is bi-sexual which is why she mentioned wanting to sleep with James if he wasn't a diseased manwhore. Edward was her cover as far as stable relationship, picture of success, Mr and Mrs Perfect, etc.

Bella was puttering around her kitchen making supper. It was a little known fact that she liked to cook and was good at it. She had gotten tired of eating out every night so she had invested in a cooking class a few years ago and she was pretty proficient in the kitchen. She checked her baked potato and her steak and finished tossing her salad. She sipped her wine and listened to the rain hit the window. It was rather soothing, she thought.

She heard a light knock on the door. She frowned and looked at the clock. Who could that be? She wasn't expecting anyone. Maybe it was for Edward.

She walked to the door, opened it and froze.

It was a dripping wet Edward, wearing a look of defeat and confusion and something else she couldn't quite put her finger on.

"I saw her and I had to get out of there and I couldn't think of any place else to go." He said, his voice cracking.

Bella stepped back and motioned for him to come in. He did and stayed on the rug in front of her door, water sluicing off his coat and his hair. His eyes were glazed over and he shook.

Bella leaped into action, hurrying to the laundry room to get a towel. She got a warm one out of the dryer and turned to go give it to him.

"Oh!" She said, pressing her hand to her rapidly beating heart when she saw him standing in front of her. She handed him the towel. He just held on to it, not moving. Bella shook her head and removed his coat, throwing it in the hamper. She removed his shirt and did the same. She faltered at his belt.

"Look, I don't know what is wrong with you, but I can't undress you like a child. Okay?"

He didn't say anything.

Bella gave up and just slapped him. Not hard or violently, just a little smack to bring him back from wherever he was. He was freaking her out.

He blinked at her in confusion.

"What the hell did you do that for?" He asked belligerently.

"Snap out of it!" She exclaimed.

"I'm wet." He remarked, confused.

"So am I." Bella mumbled quietly so he wouldn't hear. His chest was something to behold. Muscled enough without being showing or steroidal looking, with a spattering of light brown hair over his pecs and going down his abdomen leading to his…

"What?"

"Nothing. Look, get dried off and into something… else. Are you hungry? I cooked."

"You cooked?" His eyebrow raised in disbelief.

"Is that so hard to believe?"

Edward shook his head mutely and smiled a half smile, though it didn't reach his eyes.

"You never cease to amaze me." He said simply.

Bella blushed. What the fuck? She didn't blush and now all of a sudden she was like a smitten fucking teenager.

"When you get dressed just go sit at the table." She demanded, agitated.

Edward walked slowly out of the kitchen and up to his room. At least, she guessed it was still his room. She, after all, hadn't told him to leave. She would share, she was all for the sharing… with him at least. She felt a momentarily pang of remorse for thinking these very lustful and graphic thoughts about a man who was practically married, even if it was to the Wicked Bitch of the Northwest.

She looked up when he walked back in, his hair damp and dressed in a pair of cotton pajama bottoms and a dark blue t-shirt that brought out the color of his eyes.

Come to Mama.

She quickly shook her head and busied herself halving the steak and potato. She put the salad and wine on the table followed by the wine glasses, utensils and their plates. She sat down across from him, but stayed silent. He would tell her what was up when he wanted to. She wouldn't pry. She understood the need for privacy.

She dug into her dinner. She noticed he just sat there, with a weird look on his face she couldn't identify.

"You should eat." She said instead and turned her attention back to her meal.

Edward started laughing hysterically and Bella looked up, surprised. What the hell?

"God… I just… the look on her face when I… and she was with… I was a cover." He gasped out in between spurts of laughter.

Oh so the expression on his face was mirth?

"I'm sorry… what?"

"I walked into Lauren's unlocked apartment tonight and discovered that she was having an affair and she told me she had been since we started dating." Edward said, wiping the tears from his laughter.

Bella's expression turned stormy.

She threw down her fork.

"That bitch was cheating on you?" She yelled.

"Yeah, I guess I wasn't desirable enough for her." He shrugged with a hurt expression on his face.

"Then she really is stupid." Bella said, looking him directly in his eyes.

"Really?"

"I have wanted to fuck you since I met you yesterday."

"And what? Are you normally picky?" He asked, disbelievingly.

"Ass! And here I was trying to make you feel better." Bella hissed. She picked her plate up and stalked over to the sink and threw it in there. It broke on impact. She braced her arms on either side of the counter and looked down, struggling to calm herself down.

She was promiscuous, she knew that. She didn't 'do' relationships. Too much margin for error in her opinion.

"I'm sorry, that was uncalled for." She jumped at his proximity. She hadn't heard him walk over to her.

"Yes. It was. I'm going to go to bed. Please rinse your plate out and put it in the dishwasher."

She felt his eyes piercing into her back as she walked away.

****TMAIA****

An hour later, she heard him pacing the hallway in front of her door. She tried to focus on her book, but gave up after twenty minutes… it was that annoying. Edward, not the book. The book was good.

She wrenched the door open.

"What do you want?" She asked, exasperated.

He froze as he looked at her.

She looked down at herself… hot pink lacy boy shorts and matching cami… what was the big deal?

"Wow." He breathed.

"You look like you have never seen lingerie before."

"Not like that." He gasped.

Bella stifled a laugh and chanced a look down. Yep, he was hard as a rock. He so wanted her.

"Well, if you are done gawking at me, is there something I can do for you?" She retorted.

What? She had to make him work for it.

He looked down into her eyes and then to her mouth… he did that several times before he threw himself at her, crushing his mouth onto hers. His hand wound to the back of her neck to hold her head in place against the fierce onslaught. His weight made her stumble into the door jam. She barely noticed the pain. She was too focused on his mouth. His hot mouth and his heavy breathing. He tasted like mint and coffee and something else she couldn't identify. She sucked his tongue into her mouth and massaged it with her own. He moaned. Good God, he moaned. She felt her arousal soak through her panties and drip down her leg. She raised her leg and wrapped it around his waist, balanced herself and then brought the other one up until he was holding her up. She felt his throbbing arousal pulse at her abdomen. She pressed into it.

He gasped and threw his head back.

"Slow down." He warned.

She grabbed his hair and yanked him until he was looking at her.

"No. I am going to. Fuck. You. So. Hard." She emphasized.

She saw him gulp.

"Walk to the bed." She demanded.

He did as he was told.

"Good boy." She crooned.

His eyes narrowed.

She smirked.

She slid down his body and pushed him down on the bed.

"Show me yours and I will show you mine." She teased.

Edward smiled nervously and slipped his shirt off.

Bella smiled and took her camisole off, letting it fall to the floor.

Edward swallowed.

"Pants."

"What?" He asked, his voice throaty.

She smiled and pulled at his pants.

"Get rid of these."

He stood up and slipped his pants down quickly, leaving them pooled at his feet. She slid down his body and untangled them from his legs.

He gazed down at her, at her tousled blond and pink hair, her pert full breasts rubbing on his upper thighs. She looked up then, her eyes twinkling… and mischievous. Her tongue darted out and licked the underside of his shaft. His eyes closed and he swayed. He focused on not letting his knees buckle. Um… yeah, not working.

"Bella?"

"Hmmm…" She mumbled, her mouth full of… well… him.

"Have to sit down." He moaned.

She let go of him with an audible 'pop'.

"What's wrong?"

"No… nothing. Knees… legs…" He gasped.

Understanding filled her eyes and her mouth twitched.

"How long has it been… you know, since you have had… oral?" She asked, already knowing the answer.

"Ne… never." He stuttered, his face red.

"Awe, you're a virgin." She teased. "Let me change that. Like right now."

She swooped back in and sucked with a vengeance. He gasped, moaned, groaned and even panted as she worked her mouth, tongue and throat. She gave head like she had an hour to live and this was the last cock she would get to suck.

He enjoyed it, too.

"I'm… shit… Bella… I… stop."

Bella's answer was to suck harder.

"God damn… shit… fuck." Edward yelled as he came in her mouth.

Bella smiled around his cock as his essence slid down her throat.

A real woman swallowed.

"That was… just… wow." Edward gasped.

Bella giggled and stood up. Edward took that opportunity to pull her to him, so her breasts were eye level. He tentatively pulled a nipple into his warm mouth and suckled. She threw her head back. His hands slid up and down her back as he turned his attention to her other breast. His hands came down and slipped under her panties, resting on her firm ass and squeezed. She gasped and gripped his hair harder. He slipped her panties down her legs, stood, lifted her up and laid her on the bed. He parted her knees and slid in between them. He breathed in her arousal and hesitantly licked up her slit. Bella's hips buckled and he held them down and continued working her into a panting, gasping mess. He added two fingers and pushed them in and out while sucking on her clit.

"Fuck me… God… you are good… at that… shit… Jesus CHRIST!" She yelled when she came, all over his mouth and tongue. He rapidly moved up her body and slid home.

Bella screamed. God he was fucking huge. It was a mixture of pleasure and pain… good pain… really fucking good pain. He kissed her fiercely. She held him to her as they moved in tandem, both of them ready to explode, neither wanting it to end.

Unfortunately, their bodies could not hold back and they both screamed as they came, their bodies shaking and sweating. Edward collapsed on top of Bella, spent from the single most erotic sexual experience of his life… which hadn't lasted any longer than fifteen minutes. He was kind of embarrassed about that.

"Don't be." She said, sleepily.

"What?"

"Embarrassed."

"Did I say that out loud?"

"No, but I can read your face. Besides you have a great excuse… you have been repressed your whole life. Now it is time for you to live a little. But tomorrow cause... I'm... Hmmm… sleepy."

She closed her eyes and was out.

Edward smiled down at her, as her light snores emitted from her delectable mouth.

Live a little, huh? Right now, in this instance, he didn't see a thing wrong with her way of thinking.

He cuddled closer to her, closed his eyes and joined her in slumber.

Before you say it, I can fall asleep that fast. And it is entirely possible a man that age has never had a blow job. I don't know any but you know... Anyway, lots of cliches. Whatever.

So, they did the nasty. Rebound anyone?