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WARNING: Bella gets the show we wish we all got, so be prepared!

Chapter Twenty-One

Bella's Pov

He was adorable.

There was no doubt about it, I thought as I stared at his living room with wide eyes and flushed cheeks. I could hardly believe that he could actually get any better, and then he goes and does something like this.

Like I said, he was adorable.

"So, do you like it?" I heard him ask nervously causing me to breath out a laugh.

How couldn't I?

After he had picked me up from work I knew because it was towards the end of the weekend we wouldn't be able to spend as much time together. We both had full time jobs, but that didn't mean I feared that it would affect our relationship badly. We had managed to figure it out before and I was sure we could do it once again.

So when he had asked me to stay the night, that he would drop me off at work since it was only about ten minutes out of his way, I had figured we would do a repeat of last night. Order pizza, watch a film and hopefully not get interrupted this time when things got heated.

I hadn't forgotten that he hadn't gotten off that night either.

I had made my own plans for what we would get up to this evening.

But this was just…

"Are you seriously asking me that, Edward?" I gasped before pulling his face down towards mine, smacking my lips against his own as I immediately invaded his mouth with my tongue.

I mean how many girls can say their guy had not only cooked for them from scratch by the looks of it, but went all out by lighting the place with candles and arranging it so in the middle of the room it looked like a romantic picnic?

I was a very, very lucky girl.

"How long till it's ready?" I pulled away gasping, my teeth biting into the hollow of his neck.

He grunted, arms wrapping around my waist causing me to purr out in delight. "About an hour, I wasn't sure-"

Was all I allowed him to get out before my fingers were working open his belt buckle, cursing the stupid piece of leather before finally managing to get it undone.

I fell to my knees as I roughly rubbed him through the denim before pulling his jeans down, looking up into his stunned features with a wink when I took note that he had gone commando as his semi-hard cock popped out of the previously tight denim prison.

Having the strange desire to feel him grow hard in my mouth, never having had the pleasure before but wanting to know what it felt like, I immediately took him into my mouth. Feeling the soft skin against the length of his cock I realised that when he was still partially soft I could take him into my mouth completely, even if the blunt end of his cock hit the back of my throat causing me to gag lightly before I managed to get used to the sensation of my mouth feeling so full.

To say it was hot would have been a huge understatement.

"Bloody hell, Bella!"

I ignored him, concentrating on enjoying the sensation of being able to fit him all in my mouth as my nose brushed against the soft hairs of his pubic bone before he grew to full length and I had to back up slightly.

I immediately felt the loss.

It didn't take long before his previously half limp cock was fully hard in my mouth, my whine of disapproval as half of him slipped out of my mouth causing Edward to curse above me, his fingers digging roughly in my hair causing me to release him with an audible pop.

"I plan to take my time. You want to take a seat?" I wiggled my brows with a grin.

I had a feeling he had been about to shake his head, telling me it wasn't necessary when he must have caught something in my expression informing him that I wasn't joking in the slightest. I really did intend to take my time, especially since we had an hour to kill.

I planned to make the most of it.

So I wasn't surprised when he stopped himself just before telling me all was fine, rather raising a brow before shuffling over to the couch and slumping against it.

Just to see what his reaction was I crawled towards him, making sure to look him in the eye. I wasn't disappointed, a groan falling from his lips as he kicked off his shoes and jeans.

The fact that he just sat there waiting for me, looking all flushed, hard and panting only seemed to make me soak my panties further.

Reaching him, I bit my lip as I settled in front of his thighs before deciding to see just how much control he would give up. While I wanted nothing more than to suck his cock back into my mouth, there was something I had been dying to ask him but hadn't worked up the nerve. But with him looking as sweaty and fuckable as he was, I had no doubt he would be open to the idea.

Running my hands up and down his bare thighs I liked my lips, roughly opening them to slide in closer causing him to grunt, his hands resting against his sides as they curled into tight fists.

"Edward," I sung, making sure my breath caressed his quickly swelling length.

His eyes narrowed. "What?"

I bit my lip. "If I was to ask you to do something, something that's been on my mind for a while now, would you say yes?" I asked coyly.

He swallowed, his curiosity getting the better of him. "What did you have in mind?"

I grinned. "I kind of want to watch you."

"Huh?"

My grin widened, my fingers caressing his trembling thighs. "I want to watch you jerk off, in front of me, right here, right now."

It seemed to take him a few moments for what I said to actually click, but I knew the exact moment that it did. His already dark eyes seemed to grow more intense, his hips jerking mid-air even though I hadn't so much as touched his burning flesh. It was clear he liked the idea, a lot.

It was a relief.

"Really now?" his cocky attitude returned. I rubbed my thighs together, searching for any kind of friction for my pulsing clit.

I nodded eagerly, no longer the one in control clearly. I couldn't bring myself to care, not if I was about to make some very hot dreams a reality. The thought of Edward stroking himself, getting himself off….fuck!

Licking my lips I decided there was no point in holding back. "Please," I begged, knowing he loved it when I did.

"Fuck," he muttered before making a move to tough his throbbing length.

I stopped him just before he made contact. "Wait!" he looked at me startled. "I haven't changed my mind-" fuck no" but you need to lose the shirt."

What? I wanted the full effect, so sue me!

He laughed, but did as I commanded as quickly shrugged off the annoying fabric which was getting in the way of my visual. Seeing his pale and toned chest come into view I moaned aloud, barely resisting the urge to rub my swollen breasts as I sat back on my heels and enjoyed the view.

"You mind getting me some lube?" he quirked a brow.

I narrowed my eyes. "Where is it?"

"Bedside table,"

My eyes narrowed further. "You gunna touch yourself while I'm gone, because if do, that is no ok with me, no sir ee?"

He threw his head back at that, laughing loudly but I could tell he was getting antsy to get going. I grinned, pleased.

"I give you my word my hands won't get anywhere near my dick until you come back," he wiggled his brows.

"Good."

Once I was satisfied that he didn't have any plans to get started without me, because that was not something I would be ok with missing, I hurried into his bedroom in search of the lube.

Finding it, I practically skipped back into the living room where Edward remained, and true to his word his hands hadn't moved. It was probably odd just how relieved it made me, but I could tell it turned him on that I was so eager.

No complaints from my end.

Handing him the lube I watched intently as he hurriedly poured some on his hand before getting right down to stroke himself, my breath catching in my throat at the sight alone.

Fuck, my dreams didn't do it justice.

"Hey, slow down, babe" I purred when I realised that if he didn't slow down it wouldn't be long before he came.

His back was arched, head thrown back and I had given up resisting the urge not to touch myself as I gently rubbed my clit through my panties, just to take some of the pressure off. It definitely wasn't enough to get me off, not even a little bit close, but it was enough not to have me whining out for him to tongue me.

Fuck that, I was enjoying the visual just fine.

Covered in a light sheen of sweet I couldn't resist running my tongue up his bare thigh, feeling the muscles tense under my touch as he groaned loudly.

"Jesus, Bella!"

"Let go," I found myself demanding, seeing him pause in his tugging before he muttered something under his breath.

I moaned out loud when after a few seconds of hesitation he reluctantly let go of his length, and the sight of it curling up against his lower belly was so fucking hot I swear to god I came a little.

"Fuck…" I breathed.

"You going to suck me off, baby?" he pleaded, eyes still closed. "Come on, blow me and I'll touch you in return?"

"Wow, classy" I snorted, my eyes remaining on the delicious bloke in front of me. "And who says I need you to touch me? I'm doing the job just fine on my own," I purred, knowing what his next reaction would be to my words.

He didn't disappoint.

As soon as I made it known that I had nothing against pushing my own buttons while I watched him pump himself his eyes snapped open, immediately dropping to where my fingers were dipped under my skirt.

"Holy-" was all he got out before his hand was back on his dick.

I swear I saw it visibly twitch before my eyes.

Now I knew Edward was packing some heat, I would be naïve not to know that not every guy was as hung low as he was. Then again I only had Quil and Jacob to compare to, and neither had been very good lovers. They were nothing like Edward, not only was he bigger but he knew what he was doing and was genuinely a selfless lover. He actually wanted and cared whether I was left satisfied.

It was a very appreciative change that was for sure.

"You're really touching yourself? Fuck, get naked!" he demanded, eyes still capturing my movements against my panty covered clit.

I giggled. "I don't think we have time for that, baby. And I suggest that if you want to get off before the foods ready you pick up the pace."

He growled, literally growled at me and fucking hell did it turn me on.

"You're serious?" he gasped. I nodded. "Oh, you're going to get it later," he reached down with his other hand to roughly tug at his balls causing me to mentally make a note that he liked ball play.

I had no objections.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck…shit, I'm gunna-"

I moaned shamelessly as I watched him spill all over his bare stomach and chest, the head of his cock almost purple in colour as he continued to work himself as he cupped his tight balls in his other hand.

It made me second guess this whole not moving onto sex before we had eaten plan.

"Enjoy the show?" he grinned crookedly after he had calmed down somewhat.

I smiled, nodding like an obedient child. "I have no complaints." Moving up to kiss him I kissed him long and slow as I gently moved my hand up to cup his cheek, careful not to ruin my clothes my laying in his cum. "You want to clean up while I get the food out?"

"Isn't that meant to by my job?" he raised a brow. "I'm meant to be wooing you after all."

I snorted. "Trust me, Hun. The moment you whipped out your dick and touched yourself for me gave me all the romancing I needed."

He laughed in response, though I didn't miss the reigniting lust that flashed through his eyes. I grinned, winking.

"You are something else entirely, Bella."

I winked. "That a complaint or a compliment?"

"Defiantly a compliment," he pulled me in for another kiss. "I'll be quick," he patted my behind before rushing into the bedroom.

Laughing to myself I headed into the kitchen to see what he had been cooking, smiling when I caught sight of a roasting chicken in the oven.

Wow, he was clearly going all out.

By the time he had cleaned himself up he was dressed in a simple pair of pyjama pants which hung loose of his hips, I had the food plated and up was already in the mists of opening a bottle of wine when his arms wrapped around my waist.

"Let me do that," he brushed his lips against the shell of my ear as he took the bottle.

Grinning, I didn't protest as I took a seat and stared hungrily down at what was presented in front of me. There was no doubt about it, the bloke could cook.

Dinner didn't last long in the slightest, both of us too eager to move it to the bedroom to fully savour the meal as his intense gaze only seemed to increase the burn between my thighs.

"Finally!" Edward muttered when the table was cleared, his hands getting a good grip of my arse he gestured for me to jump up and wrap my legs around his waist.

I had a feeling the night had only just begun.

Cockblock!

I know, I know, it was mean of me to stop it there and it was slightly shorter than usual but I couldn't resist. I fucking loved writing this chapter!

The next chapter will continue as this one finished, I can't help it, I'm in the mood for some lemony goodness and just can't seem to help myself.

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