AN: I've been in a slump this past week and so I haven't been writing. That isn't ya'lls fault so I'm posting this even though I've just started chapter 22. (Curses the fact that I'm not my three chapters ahead any more.) Mar, where's your whip?

On that note, this chapter is for my beloved NaughtyM (who's going to have my ass when I post this and I haven't given her a new chapter this week, but I like the pain! *snorts*) My mamadog, my Mar, the peas to my carrots, the lube to my butt plug….wait, what?! I mean, you mean the world to me and I couldn't do this without you….you're my muse, my cheerleader, my inspiration, my sadistic bitch of the "where's my damn chapter?". I love you Peachie and don't hit me….I'm writing damnit!

Chapter 20: Surrender

***EDWARD***

"Bella….I…..Shitttt!" I yell, her eyes never leaving mine as she sinks down onto me.

Gritting my teeth, I try to concentrate on anything but the feel of her encasing me….hot, wet, tight….ungh. I'm afraid to close my eyes, afraid that this feeling will disappear. Every muscle in my body is clenched waiting for the other shoe to drop, just waiting for her to rise off me with some smartass little quip as she walks out. I wasn't prepared for the wiggle.

"Christ Bella, what are you doing?" I curse my idiot brain the minute the words leave my lips and she doesn't disappoint.

"Well, where I'm from we call this fucking, bumpin' uglies, hide the sausage, etc. Please tell me I don't need to explain it to you." She smirks and wiggles some more.

My hands clamp down on her hips, hopefully stilling her movements before this ends embarrassingly too soon for one of us. "Yes, I get that Captain Obvious. That being said, what are you doing? "Her small hands rub into the hair on my chest and using them as leverage to rise up my length slowly and descend again.

"Surrendering." She murmurs with a groan as her head falls back and I thank anybody who will listen as my body relaxes into the mattress, gripping the skin of her hips in my hands as my ass flexes pushing up into her and she feels like heaven and sin all rolled into one.

My hands slide up her torso, cupping her breasts in my hands as she moves, languid and sensually up and down my cock. I look down between us to watch my length disappear into her, to prove to myself that this is really happening. Seeing my cock shiny and wet from her body forces a guttural growl from my lips and my fingers pluck at her hardened nipples. I'm rewarded with a soft whimper of pleasure from Bella. Her dark hair falls down her chest as she stares at me, liquid brown darkening irises peeking beneath hooded lids.

One of my hands slide down her body as her rhythm picks up, becoming punishing and harsh seeking her release. I slide my fingers between her wet folds finding her pulsing clit and circle it lazily. I can't keep my dominant nature quiet any longer, it's screaming inside me to get out, but I need her to need it to.

"How do I feel inside you, Bella? Is it what you thought it would be?" I ask, each syllable rolling off my tongue.

She moans loudly, but doesn't answer. I can feel the reaction from her body though, I see her nipples contract tighter, I feel a fresh release of wetness from her. "Look at how hard you've made my cock, baby. It feels so fucking good inside you finally."

"Oh God!" She yells with a garbled moan and I can't stand it anymore. I sit up against her, bringing her perfect tits against my chest and wrapping my hands under her arms, gripping her shoulders tightly as I thrust up into her until my eyes nearly cross.

"God isn't doing this to you Bella. Tell me, who's fucking you right now? Who's filling you so full right now? Who's going to make you cum all over me? Tell. Me!" I growl against her panting lips, swiveling my hips as I thrust up and barely hanging on of my own release.

She answers with a whimper of need and it isn't good enough. I feel compelled to hear my name from her lips as my cock possesses her.

"Tell me, Bella. Tell me who's making you feel this. Who's Cock. Is. It?" Each word punctuated with a thrust into her and I pray she answers soon or I'm going to explode with or without her.

"Fuckkkk! You. Edward….Edward…Edward." She cries wantonly pushing down against my thrusts. "Please….please….can I cum?" She begs and her question startles my mind for a second, but not my body as I continue fucking her with all that I am.

"Do you want to cum, pet? Do you deserve to cum?" I whisper as my teeth find purchase on her neck, biting softly.

"Yes….please…..Master….please." She shudders around me and I have this overwhelming urge for her not to fail.

"Cum for me, pet. Cum for me….NOW!" I yell as her body shakes and my hips piston against the force of her muscles clamping down. I roar out in victory as my body reacts to the words, the sensations, and the woman. She cries out and collapses against me as my cock jerks painting her walls with my release.

Her sweaty body falls onto mine as we gasp for breath. My body is still trembling from the intensity of finally emptying myself inside her. She was exquisite, all that I thought and hoped she would be. My eyelids flicker exhausted from our mutual combustion and flicker once, twice and slide closed with her softly sighing across my chest.

Soft flickering sunlight shines red beneath my closed eyelids and I blink against the harshness of it shining through the window. A soft murmur from my side alerts me to the soft, womanly body of Bella curled against me. Instantly, my mind flashes with pictures of last night. Her taking control and the look of shock on her face as she slid onto my cock and the whispered word "Surrendering." that unraveled all the control I had. My hips arch against the leg splayed over my groin, grinding my hardness into her soft flesh.

I look down upon her slumbering face. The innocence grabbing me, bringing forth a fierce need of protection and want as I watch her eyes flutter beneath dark lashed lids and feel her small hands curve against my chest. I'm overwhelmed with emotions…..take, need, want, possession.

The press of her breasts against my side doesn't help my current situation. I peek down onto the rosy nipple and I can't resist the urge to stroke it. She whimpers in her sleep and it fuels the desire I have. I want her again; I have to have her now.

My fingers roll the dusky peak, thrilled to watch it constrict against my fingertips as she moans in slumber and arches her hips against my side. I moan quietly as I shift her body onto her back, pulling down the sheet covering her from my gaze. My fingers ghost across smooth planes and rounded curves, touching her and memorizing every dip and angle of her skin as I lick and nip along the trail of my touch.

She whimpers again as her small hand grips into the sheet beneath her as my tongue and teeth glide along the skin below her navel. I have to taste her again, feel that surrender of her flesh as she comes apart. I gently push her legs apart as I slide to my stomach between them, bringing me face to crotch with what I'm craving most.

I slide my fingers between her folds, pushing them apart to see her pink skin the beginnings of her arousal shining. I dive in….one, two, three licks up her slit as the taste of her explodes over my tongue. I'm ravenous in an instant and slide my tongue inside her, lapping at her walls and extracting more of her addictive nectar.

Her body moves beneath me, arching and seeking what she needs. I know the instant that she becomes fully awake because her hands fly into my hair, gripping as her hips arch. "Oooh….Fuckkkkk!" she whimpers as my tongue plunges inside, lapping at her.

My fingers find her clit, pressing in concentric circles as my tongue laves her. Her hips move in a staccato rhythm, up and down my tongue. "Fuck…..Edward….please!" She moans as her head thrashes against the stark whiteness of the pillow.

Hearing my name fall from her lips, thrills me in part….but pisses me off in another. I rise between her thighs, licking her essence from my lips. I stroke my hardness, dark and needy for her body. I tap it three times in succession against her clit and am rewarded by her body shuddering.

"What do you want, pet? Tell me." I murmur rubbing the head of my cock up and down her slit, coating it with her wetness.

"Please….please…..I….fuck!" She whimpers, as her hips arch against me.

"TELL. ME." I roar, mindless as her taste still coats my mouth and smacking my cock against her clit in rapid succession.

"Fuck me….shit, please fuck me!" She screams as her hips jack-knife from the bed, seeking completion.

"Who do you want to fuck you, pet? Who are you begging?" I growl, continuing to smack against her center and being rewarded with spurts of wetness coating my length and balls.

"Masterrrrr….." She whines, ending in a scream as I slam myself inside her and am instantly frozen as her soft, wet heat surrounds me.

The rhythm isn't soft. It's hard and punishing as I drive her body into the mattress. I lift her legs, draping them over my shoulders as I press down onto her thrusting deeply. She feels so good around me…clenching and shuddering. The sounds coming from her mouth a mixture of the most intense pleasure and pain. My pace is relentless as my ball smack loudly against her flesh, taking every inch of pleasure of her body offers.

"Yes…..yessssss" She screams as I'm driving into her deeply and I feel the soft burn of release coiling inside me. I see her body shake and shiver beneath me as my fingers find purchase on her clit, smacking it roughly before circling it with the tips of my fingers.

"Oh….fuck….please….please Master….need….need….to….cum" she stutters between gasps of breath.

I'm filled with pride as her words wash over me. I pound into her, seeking my own pleasure while keeping hers in mind as I whisper, "Cum, angel. Cum for me, let me feel it." I grip my hand in her hair, as I see her eyes widen as her body clenches.

The inhuman roar from her throat catapults my own release as I pulse inside her gripping walls. I curse and yell through it as my balls tighten and spurt inside of her as her walls shudder against me. It's heaven. It's hell. It's perfection.

I collapse on top of her; the only sound in the room is the harsh breathing between us and the soft slide of our sweaty skin. For a moment, it's peaceful and tranquil. It's interrupted by a loud thundering knock on the door.

"Christ, Eddie, bust a nut already. Jake's humping my leg from the sound and there isn't any milk for my cereal. You bastard!"

I'm. Going. To. Kill. Emmett!