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Chapter 20

The weeks after James' arrest turned out to be fairly calm. Despite being released easily with misdemeanor charges, James appeared to take the whole thing seriously. Edward explained to Bella that a light misdemeanor charge was not enough for James to lose his medical license, for now. If he showed more signs of stalking, such as proof that he followed or spied on Bella or tried again to contact her, the risk of a felony would increase, and the state medical board of Illinois would revoke his license to practice medicine. Bella and Edward hoped that this was enough help James drop his obsession and move on. As for Tanya, Demitri and Felix had seen her in the company of a man they determined to be named Peter Biers. The two seemed cozy, so Edward hoped that she had finally moved on as well. In reviewing the surveillance shots of Peter, it didn't escape Bella or Edward's notice that he had the same hair cut as Edward, though much blonder. They shuddered at the realization that this was likely the man Tanya had engaged in sex with all over the apartment.

The concert season was going well for Bella, and she had been accepted into the philharmonic openly, clearly earning her place as first chair. Edward attended as many concerts as he could, especially the ones with a social event attached. It didn't escape his notice that despite it being quite clear that he and Bella were in a serious relationship, men still approached Bella when he wasn't around. Demitri gave him shit about his possessive antics, but he couldn't care less. Bella meant the world to him, and he was simply bidding time for it to be acceptable for him to propose. She was it for him. Period.

The hot humid days of summer melded into the crisp atmosphere of autumn as the city's trees started to show their brilliant ruby colored leaves. Bella breathed in the coolish fall air, wrapping her coat around her shoulders as she waited outside of the concert hall for Edward to pick her up. Demitri and Felix stood discreetly behind her keeping watch. The men had become her friends, actually, since she spent so much time with them. Given that neither James nor Tanya had made a peep in over a month, she'd asked Edward about scaling back security, but she was shut down before the question was even out of her mouth. The familiar silver Maserati pulled into the parking lot, its soft engine purr pulling her out of her thoughts.

"Hey beautiful," Edward said as he pulled his girl into his arms before opening the passenger door for her. Feeling delighted as she tipped onto her toes to press her lips to his, he quickly responded and deepened the kiss, causing her to moan into his mouth. The moment rapidly became heated, as it usually did between the two. Just before his hands made contact with her full breasts, Edward remembered their ever-present audience. "Come on, baby, let's go home," he murmured into her ear. After settling her in the car, Edward gave a nod to the guards and headed home with his gorgeous girl.

Entering the apartment, Bella dropped her violin on the couch and turned to Edward, "So honey, Halloween is coming up in a few weeks and Alice told me she always throws a monster of a party," she giggled at his eye roll to her obvious pun, "Anyway, I was wondering what you want to go as..." she trailed off warily at the dubious look in his eyes.

"Sweetheart," he gently responded, pulling Bella into his arms, "I have managed, quite successfully might I add, in avoiding Alice's Halloween extravaganza for the past 10 years – you want me to go now?" Actually, Edward hated the holiday: From what he could tell it was an excuse for little kids to eat too much candy and end up in the ER barfing, and for women to think that dressing like a hoochie-skank is okay. After seeing one too many "slutty nurses" in the hospital for twisted ankles after tripping on their stripper heels it all got kind of old. "You really want a part of that craziness?" he asked.

"Well," Bella answered coyly, pulling Edward to her and wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing lightly along his flesh smirking gratifyingly as his breath became deeper, "I don't know about all the barfing and skanking it up, but I do want to go to a party with my sexy as fuck," she emphasized the last two words with a lick to his jaw, knowing what dirty talk did to him, "Boyfriend, dressed up in a costume that agrees with mine; one that makes it clear who he belongs to." She finished her little seductive diatribe with a thrust of her belly against his already hard cock for good measure. Bella was surprised at this behavior from herself, never believing that she had a sexy-talking bone in her body. Her one attempt at male engagement had been in sophomore year of high school when she asked Michael Newton to the Sadie Hawkins Dance only to have him laugh in her face and then ask the class slut Jessica. However, every time she used her voice, body and lips with Edward, he responded immediately. Who knew? She thought, amused at both the memory and the present.

Temporarily struck dumb via dirty talk and erection rubbing, Edward stuttered an "uh huh," to Bella's costume request and attacked her lips, forcing his tongue into her mouth with enthusiasm. Noting her quick response, the dress quickly left her body at his hands, revealing a sexy red lace bra and panty set that was sheer enough to leave nothing to the imagination. "Fuck baby," he asked breathlessly looking her over, "Are you trying to kill me? Do you know that every man in that concert hall tonight was wondering what you had under that tight little dress? Had they known what I know now, the stage would've been rushed. What are doing wearing shit like this in public when I'm not around? Don't you own any granny panties woman?" He quipped with an underlying dead seriousness, Fuck; doesn't she know more than half those manwhore assess want her in their beds? He thought as he removed her bra and panties, tossing them aside.

"Edward," she laughed against his lips, her fingers moving to his belt buckle, "You might be the only man alive who doesn't want his girlfriend dressed in sexy underwear! This stuff is for you, only for you baby, now and ever."

Her words of commitment struck a possessive chord and his pants hit the floor, shirt unbuttoned, his state of dress quickly matching her nakedness. With speed he didn't quite know he possessed, Bella was bent over the back of the sofa, her sweet little pussy completely filled with cock. Fuck, she's tight, he thought for the probably hundredth time. He and Bella shared a healthy sexual relationship; sometimes she even woke him during the night to fuck her. He knew that her sexual peak wouldn't even hit for about another ten years and thought electrified and terrified him at the same time. But, his future 43-year-old self thought, Bring it on! He wanted this pussy wrapped around him, and him only damn it, for the rest of his life.

Bella moaned with porn star quality as Edward pounded into her relentlessly. Despite the wonderful feeling of their face-to-face love making sessions, there was something primal and raw when he took her from behind, thrusting with such strength and masculinity.

Nipples responded to his firm squeeze as her pussy began to tingle with the all too familiar feeling of an impending orgasm. "Oh fuck, baby," she cried, "Harder, faster… MORE!"

Spurned on by the delicious sounds of his girl begging, Edward gripped her hips tighter and pounded mercilessly until he felt her walls clamp around him, milking his own orgasm. Cumming with a snarl he kissed up and down her back. "Shit, beautiful, you're going to kill me one of these days."

She giggled as the two parted, cleaned up and snuggled under the soft covers of Edward's bed. Sleepily, she moved deeper into his side, head resting on his chest, "So we both have the day off tomorrow…I was thinking we could go pick out our costumes?"

Edward chuckled, "When did I agree to going with you to the party?" He asked, knowing full well he would go with her, dressed as whatever she chose.

"I mean," she coyly added, "I could find another date…"

Kissing the top of her head he laughed, "You'll do no such thing baby. I am your date, permanently. I think we need our rest," he finished with a kiss to her forehead, "We've got a full day of shopping ahead of us."

*H*S*

"I can't believe you convinced him to come!" Alice squealed into the phone as Bella chatted with her while Edward was taking a break from shopping to check in at work.

"I know, I'm really excited – I've never done the whole adult Halloween thing before," Bella gushed, "I think the last time I dressed up I was twelve or something."

Alice smiled into the phone. She really loved how Bella was bringing out a new side of Edward, and in return he was exposing her to what it was like to have friends and family that would be there for her no matter what. "You'll find something great, I'm sure. Just don't let my brother talk you into something dowdy because he doesn't want guys staring at you all night – I want the two of you looking hot!"

Bella laughed, finishing up her call as Edward walked towards her, "I'm on it, but I've got to run. Bye!" She hung up and greeted her man with a firm kiss on the lips. "Ready for the next stop?" Bella asked as they walked down the street hand in hand.

Upon entering the store, he sighed warily as he watched Bella race towards a rack, grab something and jump into the changing room. What is she up to now?

"No, no and no!" Edward put his foot down for the tenth time that day. He had wandered through shop after shop with Bella searching for the perfect costume, within limit. Summarily denied were any doctor/nurse combos – too cheesy and predictable, plus not really dressing up since he actually was a doctor. Other vetoed ideas included Greek god/goddess, as togas were not his thing; Priest/Nun, because recalling Catholic school made him break out in hives; and Adam/Eve, since the flesh colored bikini didn't cover up nearly enough of Bella. Fuck if assholes would be focused on her tits all night!

But, the last straw was when Bella strutted out of the small room dressed up as Wonder Woman and threw him a pair of blue tights, singing, "How do you feel about Captain America?"

"I don't do tights baby," he huffed, searching around the costume shop for something that would be kinda normal. Settling on a Harry Potter cape and wand, he held up the items for Bella, "What about this honey? I can wear slacks and a white dress shirt, plus the tie and cape and wand thing and you'll go as that Hermione chick."

Bella grabbed the cute little grey dress with cape and tie. She headed into the dressing room and tried it on, immediately liking what she saw. The dress was certainly fitted, but not skin tight and short enough to be flirty. The neckline showed just the right amount of cleavage, and she had the perfect white knee high socks and stacked heel Mary Janes to complete the look.

"Oh fuck!" Edward breathed when Bella stepped out looking like school girl sin, "I thought the capes were long and didn't that chick wear pants most of the time?" He couldn't believe what he'd just walked into by choosing this costume.

"Uh uh, Edward," Bella shook her finger in his face, "This is the perfect choice!"

This is going to be an interesting Halloween, he thought warily. Fuck my life.

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