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Chapter 39

A Night to Remember

EPOV

God was trying to kill me. No, scratch that. God and Isabella Swan were trying to kill me.

That was the only think I could come up with when I finally got to Angela's apartment and saw her. Don't get me wrong, Bella had always been a stunningly beautiful woman, but my Christ; there were no words for what was standing before me.

She was extraordinary. Her hair was the same, but different in a way. Reddish tones that I never noticed before danced with the natural chestnut that I spent many nights running my fingers through. It was striking against her porcelain like skin. Bella had never been a makeup person and she really didn't need it, but the little she had on tonight just accented all the features I loved about her: deep brown eyes, blushing cheeks, plump, kissable lips. That hot red dress was so tight and followed her curves all the way down to where the most tone set of stems I had ever seen poured out. And those shoes! Black fuck me pumps that made her calves look positively delicious.

How was I going to get through the night with her looking like that? Our long separation had already made me desperate to the point of having to abuse myself twice before I left my apartment from just the thought of seeing her. Now, I just didn't know what to do with all this or myself. I could tell right away she had been working out…a lot. Its funny how she never seemed to tell me about her new little exercise program.

Sexy little secret keeper.

Her body was tight, and strong, and probably flexible as hell…ahhh! I couldn't fucking take it! All I knew was that I would have gladly skipped the premier just so I could take her home and have my way with her and her shoes.

But I couldn't do that. A lot of people were counting on me and this was Bella's first premier. I wanted her to have the experience, but even more, I wanted to have the experience of having her there with me on the red carpet. Sure, I always brought some sort of date to these things, but none of them ever meant anything to me. This was the first time I had someone by my side that I actually cared about. Bella was it, the one. I hoped giving her something that belonged to my mother conveyed how different she was from anyone else I had taken to these events over the years. I was so excited about sharing this with her I couldn't control myself. Was it my plan to out our relationship to the whole world? No. Did if feel absolutely right to do so? Motherfucking yes it did. To find out that she was more than okay with it made me want to grab every fucking microphone and call her my girlfriend over and over again.

At first, Bella seemed nervous, but the more steps we took, the more comfortable she became. She worked the red carpet and I was fucking proud of her. Everyone loved her, but honestly, what's not to love? Even the fans seemed to warm up to her, which usually didn't happen whenever they thought I had a new romantic interest. They wanted to keep the fantasy that one day I would be theirs and new girlfriends interfered with those fantasies. But they seemed to embrace Bella and even asked for her autograph, which completely blew her away.

She was positively glowing by the time we made it up to the theater. When she excused herself and headed to the restroom, I mingled a little but never strayed too far. I promised I would be with her every step of the way and I intended to keep that promise. I didn't want her to come out of the restroom and be unable to find me, leaving her to fend off the wolves on her own. That shit is just wrong.

I was talking to Laurent about various things when a flash of bright pink breezed by me.

I know that disgusting scent anywhere. Tanya.

Before I knew it, she had pushed her way into the restroom where Bella was. I began to panic. If it were any other situation, I would have followed her in there to protect Bella. But this was the ladies room at a movie premier. I couldn't just walk in. It would be so inappropriate. But how could I leave Bella in there with her? I started to pace back and forth in front of the restrooms warring with myself about what the fuck to do. Just as I decided to bust in there, Bella came out looking, wel,l pretty good actually.

"Is everything okay? I saw Tanya go in. She wasn't harassing you or anything, was she? I wanted to go in, but it's, it's the ladies room and…" I began to ramble but was suddenly cut off when Bella walked up to me and kissed me hard. This kissed oozed confidence and while it caught me by surprise, I now knew that my Bella could take care of herself. That kind of knowledge made me hot and I threw myself into her lips to show her how proud of her I was. A door opened and we broke away from each other, remembering just exactly where we were.

Tanya walked out looking pissed off and a little bit scared, I think. Her eyes roamed the two of us as she took in what she had just walked in on. I was about to tell her to move along when Bella just gave her this menacing glare and a raised eyebrow. Normally, Tanya would have gone ballistic, but she didn't. She just hightailed it out of there without another glance. Whatever went down in the ladies room didn't work out for Tanya…at all.

"Do I dare ask what just went on in there?" I asked as I grabbed her hips.

"Just a little girl talk." She said before giving me one more passionate kiss. "C'mon, I want to see your movie." I had to laugh at the complete one-eighty in her tone. My girl was the shit and I told her so. And for the first time ever, she didn't dismiss me, shrug her shoulders, or flat out tell me that I was wrong. She smiled and held her head up high as I grabbed her hand and laced my fingers through hers.

Not belong in my world? What a farce. She fucking owned my world.

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"Stop. I'm trying to watch the movie." Bella whispered to me in that hush tone that people used when they were trying to get their point across without yelling. We had been going around in a circle since the movie started. We would watch for a few minutes before I became uncomfortable seeing myself on screen. I would then start groping her and kiss her neck as a way of avoiding seeing my big head. She would proceed to tell me to stop so she could watch the movie and I would once again act like a good little boy…for a few minutes. And then the whole thing would start again. After about the fifth time, Bella had finally had enough.

"Edward, will you stop it. I'm trying to watch my hot ass boyfriend act his hot ass off. You are really making it hard to focus." She was so cute when she was aggravated with me.

"Speaking of hard…" She looked over and gave me the bitch brow that she recently mastered and I knew that the gig was up. There was no way I was going to be allowed to continue with my extracurricular activities. She made it clear that she wanted to watch the movie and that was that. I was left to pout like a petulant child. Which I did. It may have been childish but I wanted her. I wanted her bad.

Left with nothing to do but watch the movie, I tried to focus on everything about it besides me. Laurent had done a wonderful job in post-production and I had to admit that the final product was something that we all could be proud of. Especially Alice. She was magnificent on that screen and once again there was a tug at my heart because she couldn't be here. Needing to feel like I wasn't the only one feeling this way, I squeezed Bella's hand during the scene Alice and I did together. She gave me a small squeeze back letting me know she understood and then she leaned her head into my shoulder and wrapped her arms around the one she was holding hands with.

"She should be here for this." I whispered.

"I know." Bella murmured back. We watched the rest of the movie being as close to one another as we possible could without her actually being in my lap. Neither of us spoke. There wasn't anything to say. We both knew what the other was thinking and we comforted each other in silence.

When the movie ended and the lights came on, there was a round of applause before people started filing out. I didn't make any move to get up and Bella followed suit. When I felt we had some breathing space I looked at her to see that her eyes were glistening with unshed tears. She was sad. Hell, we both were sad. I leaned in to give her a tender kiss.

"We could go home if you want, skip the after party." I was supposed to go and if I didn't, Angela would cut my nuts off, but I didn't care. If Bella wasn't up for it, neither was I.

"Don't you have to be there? I mean, you are the star of the movie." She pulled back to give me a skeptical look.

"Well, I'm supposed to be, but if you're not up for it we can…" Bella cut me off before I could say anything else.

Uh oh. She's pulling out the bitch brow. Damn, she's getting good at that.

"First of all, as much as I appreciate you putting me first, this is your night. Don't you even dare sacrifice any part of it because you think 'I'm not up for it.' Tonight, I'm up for anything you want to throw at me, Masen. Second, if I can't report back to Alice about the after party because we skipped it, she'll freakin' kill me. I'm not talking figuratively, I'm talking literally. She'll literally freakin' kill me. And third, Angela will kill you if you don't live up to your work responsibilities. We're going to that party and we're having one hell of a time before we go back to your place and I fuck you senseless. So get your big girl panties on and let's go." Bella then grabbed my hand and pulled me into the aisle.

What the fuck just happened?

Who cares? I'm getting fucked senseless. Yeah, me!

I had to admit, this new confident, bitch brow giving, put you in your place Bella was sexy as hell. My beautiful, shy, sweet school teacher could be controlling, commanding, and hot as fuck. Now, I was pretty sure I wasn't 'up for the after party.' I wanted to get fucked senseless noooowwww.

Yeah, my inner thoughts are whining, but they have every right to be, don't you think? It's been a really, really, really long time.

The after party turned out to be a lot of fun. Before I wanted to skip it because I found out I was getting fucked senseless, I had actually planned a little something for Alice. Bella loved my idea and was completely on board. I had written on paper a whole bunch of sentiments for Alice. Things like feel better, wish you were here, hi Alice. As we mingled, I had different people at the party hold one of the sentiments as I took a picture of them. I got everyone from the cast and crew of the movie like George and Laurent. I also was able to get some celebrities as well. I thought I would have to beg and plead, but it turns out as soon as word got around that we were doing this for Alice, people started coming to us wanting to get their picture taken. Will Ferrell, Taylor Swift, Leonardo DiCaprio, that freaky hair kid, Justin Bieber, they all wanted to get their picture taken for Alice. Even Robert Pattinson found me. Bella thought we looked so much alike that she insisted that we both be in the picture. I didn't see it, but if she thought I looked like him, I shouldn't complain. He was hot…for a guy. Not to mention fucking lucky. If I had know that the world would go gaga over vampire shit, I would have made sure I auditioned.

And I would have gotten it. Biting is my specialty, just ask Bella.

We had fun, Bella and I. We mingled, we drank, we made out… a lot. After about two hours, I was ready to go and I could see from Bella's lust clouded eyes that she was too. We had, after all, been apart way too long.

We said good night to our friends and went outside to where our limo was waiting. Once inside, the pent up sexual energy that we had been harboring came gushing out. With the divider up, there was nothing to hold me back.

Or her.

To my pleasant surprise, Bella launched herself towards me as soon as the door was shut. She straddled me and kissed me like nobody's business. Her dress slid up her legs to accommodate her current position and I wanted nothing more than to take her right then and there. But as much as it was going to be a challenge, I didn't want her in the back of the limo. She was too good for that. I wanted her in my bed, where she belonged.

"Oh God, Bella. I have fucking missed you." I kissed her like I was never going to see her again. As always, we were on borrowed time and it made us feel like we had to get everything we could. Our touches were forceful but reverent. Our kisses were frantic but meaningful. We couldn't get enough of each other. Not now, not ever.

"I've missed you too, baby. So much." I grabbed at her waist as we furiously made out. I never had felt the need to be so close to someone. Here we were, as close to one another as we possible could be and yet it wasn't enough. I needed to be inside her.

Home. You need to be inside her at home.

In order to make it home, I needed to slow this down a little. "You were amazing tonight. The way you worked the red carpet, you owned them. I was so proud of you." Which was the truth, but if we were home, I would have said that shit tomorrow. She broke away from me to contemplate what I said.

"I wanted to show them that I was good enough for you." Immediately, confident Bella was gone. She looked down and I knew she was unsure of herself. I hated that she had these doubts, but I could understand. She knew I loved her, but she was on a mission. She came to LA ready to prove to the world that she belonged here. I put my finger under her chin and forced her to look at me.

"I never had any doubts, but if that's what you wanted to do, you succeeded. You were incredible." She smiled and I could tell it was because she knew she pleased me. She could have come in a potato sack and I would have been happy that she was here, but I understood what she felt she needed to prove. I wasn't about to dismiss it or make her feel bad for wanting to do it.

Luckily, traffic wasn't too bad and it wasn't long before we pulled up in front of my apartment building. I wasted no time in ushering Bella upstairs to my place. She stood behind me with her arms wrapped around my waist as I fumbled with the key. We both had a bit of alcohol and it was definitely making its presence known. Finally, I was able to get the key into the lock and open the door. We practically fell inside from the force of Bella behind me. I stumbled and fell towards the wall. This gave Bella all the incentive she needed to take control of the situation. She shut the door and then stalked over towards me. Placing her hands on the wall, one either side of my head, she leaned in and kissed me passionately. It was nice, but then she pressed her tight little body against me and I lost it. Picking her up, I raced to my room and dropped her on the bed. She immediately stood up turned her back towards me.

"Would you mind unzipping me?" She cooed innocently. With shaking hands, I unzipped the back of her dress. Again, it used up quite a bit of the restraint that I had. Once the zipper was all the way down, she pushed me to the bed and stood before me.

And then she began to strip. Slowly.

"Did you like my dress tonight, Edward?" What, is she kidding me? I nodded. "I like my dress too. It's so….tight. Do you think it's tight?" Again, not knowing what to say, I just nodded. "See, the thing is, when you where a tight dress like this one here, it doesn't leave much room for anything else, even underwear." She pulled the dress down until it was a heap on the floor around her ankles and stepped out of it. Underneath was a very skimpy, very see-through lace bra and matching thong. She also kept on the shoes.

For the mother fucking love of God.

I stood up so that my eyes were on level with hers. "You are exquisite." I pulled the hair tie out to release her locks from the one side. Running both of my hand through her hair, it fell in waves down her back. I wrapped my arms around her waist and turned to lay her on the bed. She flopped down and that beautiful hair fanned out around her head on my pillow.

I followed her legs to where the black thong teased me. Slowly I pulled at it until it was down past her knees. When I looked back up to the place that I was surely planning on tasting, I saw that she was bare, completely.

"Now, isn't this an interesting development. Something you want to share with me, Isabella?"

"Surprise?" She questioned and I couldn't help but chuckle. She had gone through the worst pain known to women besides childbirth for me and yet she wasn't sure if I liked it or not.

"It's so pretty."

"You like?"

"I like…a lot." Before she could answer, I showed her just how much I liked it by diving into it face first. She was dripping with arousal and I couldn't help but lap up every drop. Her sweet nectar was so, so succulent and I couldn't get enough.

"Uh, Edward. So fucking good." I loved it when she cursed. She didn't do it out loud a lot, but when she did, it just spurned me on. I moved my tongue in and out of her as I brought my thumb down upon her clit. She bucked her hips wildly at me in response. Knowing my Bella, she was moments away from cuming. I replaced my tongue with two fingers and pumped feverishly.

"That's it, baby. Let go, beautiful." As the words left my mouth her pussy clamped down on my fingers.

"Oh my God! Edward!" She twitched and convulsed under me until her body was spent. Her eyes were closed and her chest was heaving. A sheen of sweat made her skin glisten and I knew I had never seen anything more magnificent. I kissed her stomach and she shifted under me. "I want you." I looked up to see that her eyes were back to being controlling and commanding, and I was…excited.

I climbed up her body and nipped at her breasts through her lacy bra. Even through the material I feel her nipples become erect under my lips. She reached behind, unclasped her bra, and quickly made work of getting rid of it. Once the obstruction was out of my way, I went back to work sucking and teasing and nibbling. She thrust them towards me and I responded by taking each one into my mouth and devouring them.

While I was making a feast out of her glorious breasts, I settled myself in between her legs. I couldn't wait any longer and pushed myself into her, filling her completely. She gasped and then shimmied a little so that I was fully inside her. I began to plunge into her like my life depended on it. She wrapped her legs around my waist and dug her heels into me in an attempt to push me deeper. I could feel the back of her shoes on my skin and it made me remember just how fucking hot she looked in them tonight. She assaulted my neck and all of the sensations together got me worked up real fast. My body was acting on its on accord despite my efforts to control it and I knew I wasn't going to last much longer.

"Bella, shit. I can't…I need you to cum, love." I reached down to where we were joined and started massaging the place I know that ached for me. She squealed my name before her orgasm overtook her body completely. Her pulsing walls pushed me over the edge and I exploded into her. "Fuck, Bella, oh my fuck!" I rode out my climax before collapsing onto her. Knowing that I was probably squishing her, I rolled to the side and groaned when the air hit me as I slid out of her.

"Wow, Edward. That was just…wow." I chuckled at her inability to verbalize what just happened because in all honest, those were my exact thoughts. "I need a shower. Care to join me?" Like I needed to be asked.

"Only if you don't hog all the water." I watched her beautiful ass as she stood up and took off the shoes. Bella would choose a pair of Chucks over those death traps any day and I saw how impractical they would be in her life, but that didn't mean I wasn't going to try to find any reason for her to wear them again. I'd be satisfied with just keeping them in a box labeled 'Bella and Edward's Fucking Shoes' and pull them out whenever the mood would strike. Did I mention how much I loved those shoes?

"Are you seriously going there? You and your massive body are the ones that are always hogging the water." She turned and pointed her little finger at me. "And no funny stuff."

"But I like the funny stuff." I said with a pout and my best puppy dog eyes.

"O-kay. Maybe a little funny stuff, but just a little. We have things to discuss."

"Yeah, funny stuff!" I exclaimed as I jumped off the bed to follow her.

Exactly forty-five minutes and a boatload of funny stuff later, Bella and I had dried of and gotten dressed. She put on a pair of white cotton boy shorts and rummaged around my dresser until she found my Beetles t-shirt. I had always loved that shirt because it was so soft, but now I had an even better reason to love it. Bella looked fucking fantastic in it and I had already begun thinking about round three, but then I remembered that we had things to discuss.

"So, what do we need to discuss?" I asked as we got under the covers and settled into one another.

"We, Mr. Masen, need to discuss the terms of the bet." Oh, yes, the bet.

"I assume you know what you want if you win, which you won't." I nonchalantly added that last bit in, but to be honest, I was just the teensiest bit nervous. I had no idea she had been working out when I made that bet.

"Yes I do and yes I will." She said confidently.

"Well, don't keep me in suspense." She leaped out of bed and ran to get a bag out of her backpack. Her eyes were wild with excitement as she bounced back over to the bed.

"If I beat you at the race tomorrow then I want you to spend all day Sunday with me…wearing this." She pulled out of the bag the biggest thong I had ever seen in my life. It was hot pink…and lacy…and had small black swan embroidered on the front. I looked at it and gulped nervously. "If we stay in, I want you wearing nothing but that. If we go out, you'll wear it underneath your clothes." She giggled at my reaction because she knew she had me by the balls, quite literally.

"You are an evil, evil woman, Isabella." I still couldn't take my eyes off the man-sized thong.

"What's the matter? Afraid you're going to lose?" She goaded me. Even if I was a little afraid of the man thong, I wasn't afraid that I was going to lose. There was no way I was going to get beat by a girl.

What are you twelve? Get a grip.

"Are you kidding me? This…" I motioned to my body. "…is a finely tuned instrument. As disturbing as that thing is, I'm not going to be wearing it. You, my sexy goddess, are going the fuck down." I smirked at her and she returned it with one just as cocky.

"We will see, but in the really off-chance that you do win, what do you want?" Now that was a loaded question. I had been thinking about it nonstop since we made the bet. She probably thought I was going to ask her to do something really kinky, and at first, my imagination did run a bit wild thinking of some pretty outrageous fuckery.

Hey, long distance relationships are hard. Don't judge.

However, I couldn't really come up with anything that I didn't think Bella would be outright opposed to. She was a little minx and was showing it more and more all the time. Yeah, she was expecting something sexual coming from me and was probably pretty damn excited about it too. I didn't want that. I wanted to make her squirm in a different way.

So I went in a completely different direction and I just knew that it was going to piss her hell right off.

"Well, if you win, I will emasculate myself and wear the man thong. But if I win, you have to let me buy you a brand new car." Her face fell as soon as she realized I didn't say she had to let me tie her up or something.

"That's…that's…that's not fair. Bet or no bet, I cannot accept a new car from you."

"What's the big deal? I already owe Jasper a car, what's one more?"

"You know why it's a big deal. This was supposed to be just a funny little bet. A car is too much."

"I've wanted for a long time to replace that pile of metal of yours, but I know you would never let me do that. This is the only way I can think of that will force you to accept it. But, if you don't think you can win, I'll let you back out now. No hard feelings." I egged her on and it worked. Her eyes flashed to mine and they were full of competitive rage. I had her, now I just had to beat her.

"You're on, jackass. I hope you like it from behind because that's where you're gonna be the whole time." I couldn't help but laugh out loud at that.

"We'll see, love. In the meantime, get that behind over here. We have a month of spooning to make up for." I pulled back the covers and patted the bed. Her face softened as she fell in next to me and molded herself to my body.

So right.

"I love you." She murmured.

"I love you too, baby. I love you too."

"But I'm going to win."

"No, you're not."

It wasn't long before we both taken over by sleep.

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