A/N - Happy Saturday to all my amazing readers! My puppy gets to go on his very first walk today! I'm so excited! He has energy to burn! So, does Edward...hint hint. Enjoy the chapter!

Chapter 35 - At the Table

"I'm spoiled," Edward said, wiping his face on his napkin, before taking our dishes to the kitchen. "I guarantee you that no other guy on campus is eating as good as I am."

"Aw. You spoil me, too," I said, smiling. "We're just a lucky pair, huh?"

"We are. That was amazing, Bella. Thank you for feeding me."

I giggled. "You're welcome. I love watching you eat. You're a sexy chewer."

Edward leaned in to kiss my cheek. "Mm. What else do you love to watch me do?" I smiled as he moved his kisses lower down to my neck.

I could have said a bunch of sexy things to him. Things that would have made us end up in bed. But, as much as it pained me to do so, I had to be the practical one if I wanted the house tidy for my future in-laws.

"The dishes." I burst out laughing as soon as I said it. Edward leaned back to meet my eyes, a huge smile on his face. "Sorry. I couldn't resist," I laughed.

Edward kissed my lips. "Would that get me out of folding laundry?"

"It would," I agreed, spanking his bum. "Now get this sexy, perfect bum in the kitchen."

Edward smiled, set his hand on the back of my head, and leaned in for a totally unexpected, deep, passionate kiss. I hummed into the kiss, loving the feeling of his soft tongue gliding over mine.

He pulled back for a breath and smiled at me, giving me a couple sweet kisses. "Mm. What was that for?" I asked, reaching up to set my hand on his jaw, my thumb caressing his rough, five o'clock shadow.

"Because I want you. A lot."

I groaned. "Edward. I don't have as much will power as you think as do."

"I was counting on that," he whispered, before nipping at my bottom lip. "God, you're so sexy, Bella. I can't keep my hands off of you"

He reached down to pull my shirt up over my head, and the minute he had me undressed, his face was buried between my boobs. "You only gave me a taste when we got home, and baby girl, I need way more than that."

I was trying to gasp for breath, but Edward's touch, kisses and words were making me breathless. "Edward." I could only get out his name.

"Yeah, baby. Tell me what you want. I'll give you anything you want." He was whispering on my skin, and I was sure he could feel my heart pounding in my chest. Only Edward was capable of taking us from a normal conversation about chores after a normal meal, straight to dirty talk.

"I want you," I breathed, just as Edward unclasped my bra. "But, the bed-" I gasped as Edward took my sensitive nipple between his lips. "There are no sheets on the bed."

"We have so many other places to make love in our place."

"Right here," I breathed. "The table."

Edward chuckled. "That's my girl." He stood up and pulled his shirt over his head. I reached forward and got to work on his fly. I may have 'accidentally' rubbed my hands over his body as I pulled the zipper down, slowly.

It was Edward's turn to gasp, and I saw him lose control for just a second. Edward smiled down at me and took my hands, pulling me to stand up beside him. "You're a bad girl, aren't you?" He reached behind my to slap my bum. I groaned, so Edward did it again.

I slid my hands over his chest, softly at first, before raking my fingernails down his sides. Edward cried out in pleasure. "Shit, Bella. I love that. That feels so good," he said against my mouth, before his lips were over mine. This kiss was pure passion. He almost seemed out of control. And I loved it.

I gasped, as I pulled back for air. The moment felt so out of control, each of us so desperate for the other's touch, but at the same time, Edward was trying to move slowly. But, I didn't want slow. I wanted him hard and fast. Maybe even rough.

I tugged at his jeans, trying to pulled them off. Edward covered my hands in his and yanked them down with underwear. I just stared at his body. No matter how many times I saw him naked, I didn't think I would ever get used to it.

I felt Edward's hand under my chin and he lifted my head up. He was smiling, so I knew he'd caught me staring, but he seemed to like that. "You like what you see, baby girl?" I groaned. More dirty talk. I couldn't stand anymore.

It was so hot in the apartment all of a sudden. We needed to open a window. "Yeah," I breathed. "Hurry, Edward."

"Mm. Let's get you out of your jeans, first," he said, before leaning in to kiss my lips, again. He unzipped them and yanked them down my legs, leaving them at my knees. He slapped my bum, again, this time just over my panties, so I could really feel it. I would never, ever get tired of Edward spanking me. My whole body came alive when he did.

"You liked that, didn't you," he whispered, and I bit my lip, nodding at him. I wasn't' quite as good at dirty talking as he was. "Tell me," he demanded, and I'm fairly certain I melted on the spot. Edward was a gentle lover, even playful, but never this dominant. I. Loved. It.

There was something so sexy, so raw about him being in charge like this, telling me what to do. I trusted him completely, so it made giving myself over to him such an easy decision.

"You know I do," I breathed, knowing the answer would earn me another spanking.

"Mm, Bella, he groaned. "You're asking for another one, aren't you."

"Yes, Edward," I said, smiling up at his face.

"That's a good girl," he said, spanking me one last time. I shivered.

He yanked my panties down and turned me around so fast, I didn't even know what happened. He rubbed my back, leaning into my body, pushing my chest to lay on the table. He had me bent over the tabletop.

I set my hands beside my chest, my boobs pressed into the table top. I felt exposed, and a little nervous. I had no point of reference to compare this to.

But, Edward, being Edward, was quick to sense my feelings. He leaned over top of me, pressing his chest to my back. "Does that feel okay, baby?" he whispered, rubbing my side.

I smiled and I felt perfectly comfortable. This was Edward. My Edward. He would never do anything to hurt me. "Yeah. I'm good."

"Hmm. Just good? We're going to have to do something about that," he said, back in character. He spanked my bare bum, and I groaned, trying uselessly to grab onto something.

I felt Edward's lips on my bum cheek and then his tongue, and finally his teeth. "These cheeks are as rosy as your beautiful face when you blush for me." he said.

I felt his hands slide up my back, and he massaged my skin for a minute. His hands slipped between my legs and I cried out in sheer pleasure of finally being touched where my body was throbbing for it.

"You're ready for me," he whispered. I heard him moving around for a second, so I assumed he was getting a condom. He was back in mere seconds. He leaned over me, again, covering me with his body.

"I love you, baby girl," he whispered in my ear. I felt him enter my body, ever so slowly. And the sweetness of the gesture was completely Edward. He was done with the games, the teasing. And while that was fun, when it came down to sex, Edward was always, always gentle with me. And I would love him forever for that.

"I love you," I breathed, smiling as he slid his hands up the my arms. He took my hands in his and squeezed them as he began moving in out of me. He was slow and tender, the total opposite of the dirty talking dominant of a just a minute ago.

I was squished between the hardness of the table and the hardness of Edward's body, and it felt phenomenal. I couldn't really move, so all I had to focus on was how amazing Edward was making me feel.

It didn't take long for either of us to come unglued. It didn't surprise me in the least, as we had been waiting all day for this. We pleasured each other after lunch, but we hadn't had sex at all today, and the anticipation of waiting for it, made it just that much more intense.

I stayed on the table, trying to catch my breath, even while Edward ran to the bathroom. When he came back, he rubbed my back. "Are you okay?" he asked, kissing down my spine, sending more tingling shivers through my overly sensitive body.

"My god, Edward," I breathed, and he laughed as I stood up. "Thank you for that. That was incredible."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it." I turned to face him, and saw that he was wearing black boxers. He frowned, reaching his hand out to caress my boob. "Did I hurt you?" he asked, softly. I looked down and noticed that my boobs were red from being pressed into the table.

"No, baby," I said, smiling as I saw the nightshirt in his hand. He must have brought it from the bedroom for me. So, perfectly thoughtful. So perfectly Edward. "We'll have to do that again, sometime." I said, rubbing his bare chest.

He smiled and I stood on my toes to kiss his lips. He pulled back and slid my nightshirt over my head. "Do I still have to wash the dishes?"

I giggled. "You know you do." Edward laughed, and I smiled. What a perfect dinner.