…'Meyer' made the mold…but we are all here to break it…lol…

Chapter 29

"WHERE TO?"

"385 First Avenue, and take the short route, too."

"You got it."

He smiled all the way there as the taxi driver wove his vehicle through the streets of New York. He couldn't help himself if he tried. Excited would be a huge understatement at how he felt knowing that Bella was waiting for him inside his 19th floor apartment.

The buzzing of his cell phone distracted him from his thoughts and he reached to grab it from his coat pocket to look at the screen.

Mom.

Knowing Bella was here now, he wondered how long she had forced herself not to call him.

With a grin, he answered, "Joe's pool hall, Q-ball speaking…" He tried not to laugh.

Wait for it…

Wait for it…

"Yes, I need to reserve a pool table for this evening. My husband will bring his own balls and I will bring my wrack. His hard wood stick is gonna sink those balls so deep and fast after I wrack them good and tight."

Silence.

More silence.

"Didn't see that one coming did you, sweetie?

"I am scarred for life."

Esme laughed, "You'll be fine. And for someone with two big city restaurants under his belt and one new project in the works, you sure can be a child, dear."

He snorted into the receiver, "I thought you never wanted me to grow up, Mom."

He could hear the smile in her reply, "Oh, dear. I did say that didn't I? Your father must have knocked me silly one time too many."

He eyes squeezed shut tight to block any images from popping up. "Jesus, Mom! Stop with all the sexual innuendo for Christ's sake. I might puke all over myself and you wouldn't want Bella to see that and run for the hills."

"Sweetheart, I have no doubt that it would take a lot more than puke to scare her off. She's a tough cookie, you know. Now, where is the lovely Miss Swan?"

He watched the city lights flashing by on his door window. "She should be at my apartment by now. I am bringing her dinner from the restaurant. We are just going to stay in and take it easy for the evening since she worked all day at the gallery and tomorrow is bound to be a huge ordeal for her, no matter how awesome it turns out."

"That's nice of you to think of her that way. I can see I raised you right. Your father and I are thrilled that you two seem to be the perfect match for each other."

The cab driver turned the last corner and approached his apartment building. Reaching for his wallet, he grabbed a twenty and handed it over as he spoke, "How is dad? And that new part-time employee from the college; how is that working out? All my hard work better not go to waste. Those shelves better be fully stocked when I get back."

"Don't worry about us, son. We have it all under control, and your dad and the new worker are just fine and dandy. Carlisle said to say hello, too."

"Well, hello back, but please, mom, don't let him overdue it."

"Don't worry, Edward. The only heavy lifting he is allowed to lift is me." She laughed, again.

"Okay, I am hanging up now. And I am pretty sure you are more immature than me, Mom. Love you."

"Love you, too, sweetie. Bye."

The cabbie stopped at the curb to let him out and Edward grabbed the takeout bags and exited the vehicle, trying not to look like a complete pussy and skip to the front door.

He entered the building and headed to the elevator and went inside to press the button for the 19th floor. It was almost 8 p.m. now and he was famished…for food and for Bella.

Exiting the elevator, he went down the hallway to the last door on the right, shifting the take-out so he could pull out his keys and unlock the door. Upon entering he was greeting with a wonderful smell.

Vanilla.

He could also hear a quiet feminine voice humming some soft tune from somewhere to his left as he shut the door with his foot behind him. He called out, "Bella?"

"In here…"

Ah, the living room.

He headed to the kitchen to deposit the bags on the granite countertop next to the stainless steel sink and moved the short distance toward his living room where he spotted her peering out of his large floor to ceiling windows. He stopped as soon as he saw her. She looked so beautiful wearing a delicate full-length light blue silk robe that tied at her waist, with still-damp brown hair from an obvious shower.

Down boy.

Keeping her eyes forward on the view of Manhattan, she teased him, "See something you like?"

He stared at her ass. "Maybe."

"You really are very spoiled, you know?"

He smirked and slowly moved towards her with halting steps, edging around his plush modern grey sectional sofa and lounge, "Why is that, Miss Swan?" He could see her bite at her lower lip in the window's reflection as he stopped directly behind her, watching her eyes in the glass as he swept her hair aside and lowered his lips to give her a gentle kiss at the back of her neck.

She shivered all the way down her spine at the soft sensation, and tried not to lose her train of thought. "Well, um…for one, these windows are fantastic and huge…and…fantastic. And two, I know for a fact that no man can decorate this well, so that can only mean Esme did all the work for you. See, spoiled. Rotten."

He pressed his chest against her soft-clad back, letting his arms move to wrap around her middle where her own rest, and laced his fingers through hers. Still watching her lovely brown eyes staring back at him through the reflection, he said soft against her ear, "Hi sweetheart. How was your day? Hungry?" He kissed behind her ear and down her exposed neck and she melted into him.

She sighed and breathed out her reply, "It went really, really well and, yeah, I could eat…"

He licked and kissed her neck and groaned at her clean taste and smell.

"You just sniffed me again, didn't you?"

"That I did. And, as I remember I also have a promise to fulfill." He sucked next.

"Oh, mmm that feels so good…" she couldn't help it and pressed her silk-clad ass into his growing erection, "…but, uh, should we eat dinner now while it's hot?"

He moved their hands down to his hips and left hers there holding him to her, his erection obvious and hard against her ass. Then, with his lips still at her neck, he slid both palms up her ribcage to cup each satiny breast, rubbing his thumbs across her hard nipples through the fabric of her robe. "So soft." He groaned and got serious, "No more waiting, B. It's been thirteen days." Then he bit her neck and growled.

Fucking hell.

Releasing her breast, he moved his right hand down to cup her between her thighs where he knew she ached for him. "Fuck, I can feel you, babe. My cock wants to be inside your sweet pussy so bad it hurts."

Bella whimpered and tried to turn in his arms, but he held her still, circling his middle finger against the damp fabric of her robe at her core and pinching her nipple with his left thumb and forefinger, "Oh God…Edward…please…"

"Jesus, that's so sexy, B." Still watching her face in the window, he demanded in a low rough voice, "Tell me what you want, sweetheart. I'll give it to you, whatever you need."

No one had ever brought her to this level of need so quickly.

"More," she was starting to lose it, "please, Edward! I need it…touch me…please…"

He felt his cock leak inside his jeans. He knew exactly what to give her. He released her breast and, putting his hand around her delicate neck, he kissed her deep and long and slow, using his tongue and his finger at her core to drive her insane with need.

He was working her up so much she almost wanted to cry. Her noises were making him insane, too. No one ever made him this crazy. He would never be able to get close enough.

Still pressed fully against her back, he pulled his lips away from her swollen ones and said, "Put your hands against the window, baby, and stay just like that for me. Okay?"

Seeing the look in his eyes, she did as he asked and watched him lick his lips. Then he took a small step back, removing his hands from her breast and from between her thighs to place them on each of her hips. "Now, stick that pretty ass out for me…"

Her eyes about popped out of their sockets, her entire body tensing at what he had just asked her to do. "What…"

"Trust me, alright, B? I am not going to do anything weird. I promise. Please…" He sounded so sincere she couldn't resist and her unease fell away as, again, she did what he asked. She stuck her ass out nice and sexy for him.

He groaned at the sight, "Fuck, Bella. I love your ass, you really have no idea…" As he spoke she watched him over her shoulder, breathless, his right hand sliding over each round cheek through her silk robe. His brows furrowed as he spoke, "You make me crazy…so sexy and beautiful." He squeezed, not too gently. "And last night…fuck!"

The next thing she knew, Edward's dark hooded eyes flashed up to hers…and then he spanked her sharp…twice…on her right ass cheek.

Smack smack.

She yelped.

He froze.

She blinked.

He watched.

Stinging warmth spread.

He waited.

Holy fucking hell…

She moaned involuntarily and her pussy clenched, her mouth dropping open in disbelief that Edward Cullen had just spanked her ass…and she liked it. He could barely hear her when she spoke with what could only be described as stunned awareness.

"Edward…"

His cock twitched at the sound, his jeans quickly becoming a problem for him. Soothing the sting a little with his palm, he told her, "That's for last night, baby. For making me wait over two hours after your flight landed to see or hear from you…"

She shifted her hips, gulping as her face turned red. "I'm sorry…"

"Shhh…stay still, baby…" He then moved his hand down to lift up the back of her long blue robe inch by inch, keeping his eyes on her face for any signs of protest. "I need to show you how good I can make you feel."

Her throat constricted, blocking any and all sounds from her lips. She was completely his. Fuck.

He continued to raise the fabric until he looked down to see her reddened skin underneath. "Mmm…that's just…" Edward couldn't even finish. He dropped to his knees behind her and, letting the silk rest above her exposed curves, he used the thumbs of both hands to spread her swollen pink flesh apart…then he leaned in and licked her from clit to core.

She screamed and almost collapsed.

He groaned at her taste and thrust his tongue deep inside her, licking and tasting and loving it. He knew she tasted so sweet already, but being right there, where all of his senses were in overload from the heady flavor and smell…he needed to consume her.

"Edward! Oh god…" She couldn't take her eyes off of him. No one had ever been this way with her. She fucking loved it…watching him on his knees behind her, thrilling and clenching when he looked up to see her face. He was so sexy it made her crazy.

He groaned into her swollen folds, "Ung, you taste so good…" His tongue moved forward to lap at her clit, the he kissed and sucked it between his lips.

Bella gasped, and reached one hand back to grip his hair, holding him to her. "Fuck, don't stop…Edward…I'm gonna…"

"Come on, baby…give it to me…" He practically growled as he kept torturing her sensitive clit with his mouth, then he slid the middle finger of his right hand inside her cunt and bent it to rub her g-spot in quick small circular movements and she came all over his mouth.

"Yes…oh fuck, yes…please…"

Edward could feel her thighs and pussy quivering with release and he licked up all her juices, then he slowed and kissed her there, helping her to come down. God damn, he would never get enough of her.

Her legs, of course, were useless, and she sort of just dropped down to her knees in front of him with a little help from Edward, her back to his chest, trying to calm down. Edward's smile couldn't get much bigger.

He knew he had just rocked her world.

He couldn't wait to do it again.

Edward wrapped his arms around her waist tight and kissed her neck, still smiling. "You liked that, didn't you?"

Bella could see his smug expression in the glass and swatted his thigh a little. "Maybe," she teased. But he knew as well as she did how much she had liked it. But, what about that little spanking? She could feel his cock poking her in the ass.

Time for payback.

She twisted in him arms and shoved him back to lie on the carpeted floor, pointing a finger at him in warning, "Stay."

He looked like he wanted to attack her.

Next she removed her silk robe and tossed it over across the back of the sectional, then she straddled his hips on her knees above him and undid the buttons of his shirt and spread it wide. Next she undid the button at his jeans and lowered the zipper, then she pulled down his boxer briefs to expose his beautiful cock.

She licked her lips.

He squirmed and groaned.

She leaned down and ran her lips up his length to stop just at his tip. Her eyes never left his and she swore she felt him shiver involuntarily. She fucking loved that, so she smiled as she surrounded his head with her mouth and sucked and used her tongue to torture his ridge and slit.

"Oh fuck…"

She released him and warned, "Quiet, Edward…" She knew he wouldn't be able to for long but she was having so much fun driving him insane she didn't care. Then she repeated her actions except this time she ended it with him deep down her throat and sucked hard and slow as she rose back up his cock and popped off again, replacing her mouth with her hot hand and stroked him even slower, her thumb rubbing across his leaking tip.

He fucking shuddered. His eyes were so dark and needy.

God, he's so beautiful!

Still stroking him, she used her free hand to tease him further by letting her palm slide across her own ribs to cup and grab at each breasts, letting her finger tease around each straining nipple. He groaned again and his hips rose from the floor in need. "You like that? You like watching me?" Her voice was so low and rough she didn't sound like herself. He was turning her into a sexual monster.

Next, she lowered her hand and let it slip between her thighs, rubbing at her swollen core briefly, then she removed it to rub her slick fingers across his swollen tip, causing him to grunt out and fist both hands into the carpet to keep from throwing her to her back and fucking the ever loving hell out of her.

Bella noticed and smiled an evil smile of her own. She teased, "You need something, baby?" Then she leaned forward and let the tip of her nipple slip and slide across his wet engorged head.

That did it.

He attacked.

Before she knew what hit her, Edward grabbed her arms and rolled her to her back, placing himself and his leaking cock right between her spread thighs, and he plunged inside her so fast and deep and hard they both cried out at the sensation of finally being joined together like this again after so fucking long.

Braced above her, not thrusting but just rotating his hips in circles because there was no way he could stay completely still, he whispered, "You ready, B?"

"Please…"

His hips pulled back…then he slammed back inside her…over and over, pulling out slowly and fucking slamming back inside her, all the while watching her face react to his cock filling her so good. Her mouth was open in silent ecstasy.

"You feel that, sweetheart?" Her hands moved to grip his ass under the back of his jeans, trying to keep him deeper inside. "Fuck, yeah, you do…"

"Oh, god!"

He groaned as he kept moving inside her, slow withdrawal then plunging back inside her so hard she slid a little across the carpet each time. "Fuck, B…you feel so good…so fucking perfect around my cock...wrap your legs around me, baby." She did so and he kissed her then and let his tongue move inside her greedy mouth in the same rhythm that his cock moved inside her.

He hooked her left leg with his arm, opening her up more for him and changing the angle a little, and grunted against her mouth.

Bella gasped, tearing her mouth from his as she felt the head of his cock inside her where it rubbed across her tiny rough patch over and over again. She started to shudder, her nails sinking into his ass.

Edward could feel her begin to clamp around him. "You gonna cum, sweet girl?" His hips began to piston. "Cum on my cock, B. Come on, baby."

"Oh shit, Edward…" Her back arched from the floor as her orgasm blasted through her entire body. She felt her skin tingle as her hips convulsed against the thrust of Edward's swollen cock.

Watching her orgasm was the most beautiful thing Edward had ever witnessed. And it ripped him right over the edge as his own orgasm consumed him, his cum releasing powerfully in long spurts inside her. "Jesus…baby…"

Then he collapsed on top of her, but Bella didn't mind. She loved it…and she didn't want him to move so she kept her hand on his ass holding still deep inside her.

Once they both regained their breath a little, he raised his head to stare at her in what appeared to be wonder…or maybe even awe.

She stared back and smiled.

"I think I have created a monster."

She kissed his swollen lips and replied, "Liked that, did you?"

"Dirty girl." He kissed her lips now.

"Your dirty girl."

Edward smiled and kissed her sweet again, then looked into her beautiful brown eyes.

"My girl."

Swoon.

a/n…hello to all you lovelies…my older brother used to say that 'joe's poolhall, q-ball speaking' thing to me allllll theeee tiiiiiiime…lol…leave me some love…review review review…please please please…review…

xxx jess