AN - Hi everyone! So...we're actually dwindling down to the end of my little story :D it has definitely been a journey for me and I can't thank you all enough for sticking around! We're probably looking at another 2 chapters and then I will mark it complete. I'm still trying to wrap my head around that LOL.

Anyhooooo...enjoy :D

Innocent Until Proven Guilty Chapter 40

It has finally been ten days since we got back from Vegas. Marcus, the family doctor, had requested that we come out to his clinic so he could check Edward's wound and remove the stitches that hadn't fallen out yet.

The whole day, there was an underlying current flowing through us at the anticipation of having the doctor finally see us.

As we both sat in the waiting room and waited for the good doctor. Edward kindly but unnecessarily reminded me of the promise he made of fucking me no matter where we were after the stitches come out.

We came extremely fucking close to doing it last night after we got back home from seeing our friends. But it was actually Edward who had put a stop to it. At least one of us had been thinking clearly. We may not have gone all the way, but I was glad we at least got each other off again. I threw caution to the wind and just let him feast on me whilst I sucked on his cock.

God bless the number 69.

Edward didn't let me wallow in self-pity from my lack of self-control. He made a fair point that if we had held out until today, it would have ended up being a 2-minute pump job and the whole thing would have been over. I definitely wasn't going to argue with him about that.

So here we sat, waiting for Marcus to see us, desperate for each other like we were the first night we met.

"I've been watching the nurse's room since we got here and no one seems to be going in or out of it," he suddenly whispered.

"So?"

"So I'm thinking of fucking you in the nurse's room as soon as these stitches are out."

"Baby the next time we fuck, we better be somewhere secluded and alone. Edward, do you seriously think I will be able to stay quiet?" I whisper yelled to make my point.

"Shit. You're right, I'm sorry. I just want you so fucking bad Isabella."

"And I want you just as much but baby please, not here," I pleaded.

"Ok," he smirked at me and his name was finally called out.

He stood up and grabbed my hand, nearly dragging me into the doctor's office in his haste to get checked out and leave.

"Edward, Isabella, it's great to see you!" Marcus gushed as he rose from behind his desk and walked over to shake Edward's hand and give me a kiss on the cheek in greeting.

"It's great to see you too Doc, how about we get on with business?" I don't think it was possible to wipe that smile off of Edward's face.

A boisterous laugh escaped Marcus as he nodded and motioned for us to sit.

"Let me just go over a few of the details with you first and then we'll take care of the stitches, shall we?" he walked back around and sat down behind his desk. He pulled up Edward's medical file and I watched his eyes skim through it.

"So you were in surgery for 2 hours with a gunshot injury. Went through and through. Quite a fair bit of blood loss. Transfusion. Grazed kidney. Medication, medication, medication, and more medication. 7 stitches in total…how many have you got left?" his head suddenly shot up to look at Edward.

"3 I think. Quite a few had fallen out on their own," Edward replied whilst his thumb made slow circles on the inside of my wrist.

"Great stuff. And have you been taking your medication?"

"Yeah, I had no choice," he almost grumbled as he shot me a look and Marcus laughed again.

"I take it, Isabella, here has been keeping a watchful eye on you. You're lucky Edward, not many women care as much. Any strenuous activities?" he was full-on smirking now.

"I started doing light workouts a couple of days ago but nothing more," he confessed.

"By your sullen mood, I take it sex has been off the table too?" I giggled at that and both men turned to look at me. I have never known a doctor to be so blunt or upfront before. Gosh, I couldn't even tell you my doctor's name. But I definitely like Marcus.

"No, no sex, so if you don't mind Marcus, I'd really like to get these last stitches out so I can go home and do my wife like God intended," Edward had no problem with oversharing it seems.

"Are you two planning to start a family?" Marcus suddenly asked. Another twinkle in his eyes just like Carlisle and Esme.

"No, not yet," Edward said and squeezed my hand.

"Ok. Let's get to it then. Edward please take off your shirt and lay on the bed for me," Marcus instructed and both men stood up. My eyes were glued to Edward's torso as he peeled his t-shirt off. I couldn't wait to be rubbing up against it once we're out of here.

Edward walked over to the clinical bed and laid down. He turned his head to look at me and flashed me his sexy smirk.

Marcus made his way over to Edward, carrying a surgical tray with tools on it. He sat down beside him and moved the overhead lamp over to the wound.

"That's healed very nicely there, Edward. Minimal scarring…good, good. Ok, you might feel a slight tugging sensation but otherwise, these little suckers should come out quite easily," Marcus explained and I kept my eyes on Edward's face. There was absolute silence in the room as Marcus worked over him.

I was pleased to see that not once did Edward grimace or flinch from whatever Marcus was doing and I was grateful for that.

I don't ever want to see Edward in pain again.

"You're all set!" Marcus exclaimed and sat back. Edward hopped off the bed and made his way back over to me. I handed him his t-shirt back and licked my lips as his muscles rolled with every movement. You could definitely bounce a quarter off those abs.

"If you don't have any questions for me, then you're good to go," Marcus informed us and we both shook our heads.

"Great. Don't strain yourself too much and no sex for another 5 days or so," he carried on to say.

We both whipped our heads around to face him so quickly, I was sure we'd given ourselves whiplash.

"What?" we both said at the same time.

"Oh god, you should see your faces right now, absolutely priceless! Carlisle told me this would be a hoot. I'm joking kids, you're all set to procreate once again," he continued to laugh at our faces and I sagged back in relief.

"You and dad need to stop gossiping like old women," Edward grumbled and held his hand out for me as I stood up.

"Look after yourselves," he said to us as he held the door open. He gave Edward another handshake and another kiss on the cheek for me.

We rushed out of the clinic like our asses were on fire and hopped back into the car.

I was pretty sure all traffic laws had been broken as he rushed us back home. I couldn't help myself as my hands roamed up and down his thigh until I finally rested it on his cock.

He was hard and straining against the denim and I wanted to free my baby from its confines.

"Oh fuck," he moaned as I continued to palm him.

"Drive faster baby," I moaned as he twitched beneath my hand.

The tires soon came to their usual screeching holt as he pulled up outside the back entrance. I thought my heart was going to pound out of my chest with my desire for him.

I fumbled with my seat belt as I tried to unbuckle it when he suddenly grabbed my wrist to stop me.

"Let me," he almost whispered as his expert hands reached over to unclasp the buckle. My breath caught in my throat as his fingers slowly grazed up my arm, up to my shoulder and around to the nape of my neck. With a swift pull, his lips descended upon mine.

The kiss was wet and hurried and we both struggled to get closer to each other.

"Edward," I moaned against his lips in a plea for more.

He sucked my bottom lips into his mouth before biting down on it. He almost growled as we pulled apart and he quickly threw the door open and got out of the car. I sat still, trying to catch my breath as I watched him walk around to my side. The cool air hit my skin the moment he opened my door and held his hand out for me.

My skin set alight when my hand touched his and my need for him intensified.

"Come," was the only thing he said.

My legs trembled as soon as my feet touched the concrete but he would never let me fall.

I don't think I've ever felt such desperation for him.

We quickly walked to the back entrance as Seth held the door open for us. I don't think we even acknowledged him as Edward led me towards the elevator. He quickly swiped his thumb on the scanner and the doors slid open. I almost ran inside it, trying to get to the top floor as soon as possible.

And it looked like Edward couldn't wait either.

He pressed me against the mirrored wall and his lips latched onto my neck, kissing the spot that made my hairs stand on end. His erection pressed into my hip and I hitched my leg up his body so he was flush against my center. I desperately needed the friction. His hand slid up my raised leg and rested around my thigh before he grabbed the other leg and lifted me up.

My legs instinctively wrapped around him and he held me up by my ass. I was so glad I decided to wear a dress today as I enjoyed the feeling of his hands come into contact with my bare skin.

"I can't wait any longer, I need you," he spoke into my neck. He gently placed my feet back down on the elevator floor and at the same time, dragged the dress over my head and off my body. I quickly kicked my shoes off and reached out to pull his t-shirt off. I had just gotten my hands on his fly when the elevator doors opened and we stumbled out of it. Not caring about the clothes and shoes we left behind.

We left a trail of our clothing in our haste to get to the bedroom as I quickly undid my bra and slipped my panties off. Once his jeans and shoes were off, he quickly picked me back up.

"Oh shit," he panted as he came into contact with my hot and completely soaked skin. I was pretty sure I was gushing for him right now and he wasted no time thrusting two fingers inside my pussy and curling them tightly. I pushed against his hand as he carried me into the bedroom, his fingers working me so frantically that our combined sounds rang out loudly between us.

I grabbed fistfuls of his hair and pulled, almost violently, as I plunged my tongue inside his mouth, moaning loudly as he brought me to near climax with every twist of his fingers.

I felt my back meet the bed and he hovered over me.

"Isabella," my name fell from his lips like a prayer as he wrapped his finger around his cock and dragged the head up and down my slit. I think I stopped breathing when he slowly, ever-so-slowly, pushed inside me, stopping once the head of his cock was nestled just inside. Our foreheads pressed tightly together as he slid one hand behind my back, crushing me to him and slowly sliding the rest of the way inside my already quivering body.

I was completely lost in the sensation of him finally filling me. He slowly slid almost all the way back out, before slamming back into me, picking his speed up this time. The slick wet sound rang out around us, magnifying how wet I was for him as he continued to pound into me. The hand he had around my back moved to my knee as he brought my leg up to my chest. He went in deeper so I moved the other leg up closer to my chest too. His other hand moved to my other leg and he held me in place as he continued to thrust into me. He then sat up ever so slightly and increased his speed.

I held my breath, letting the feeling of him take over my whole body. I watched him watch us and his eyes were hooded as he marveled at the way his cock entered my body repeatedly.

"More," I suddenly moaned. I need more of it, I needed more of him.

He let go of my legs and wrapped them around his waist before he hoisted me up to his body. In a move too fast for me to grasp right now, he had flipped us so that I was on top.

My hair fell like a curtain around us as I placed my hands beside his head and lifted my hips up before slamming back down onto him. He closed his eyes and his mouth opened in pleasure. I continued to bounce on his cock, making sure to rub my clit against him every time I came down.

Sweat had coated both of our bodies and I felt myself coming to the brink of no return. I dragged my hands down his chest, scraping my nails against him as I sat up. I ground my hips against him before I leaned back, placing my hands behind me and resting them on his shins. He gripped my hips tightly at the change in angle. I watched the way he threw his head back, the tendons in his neck stretching as he moaned.

His right hand suddenly moved and his thumb pressed against my clit. I screamed in pleasure as the euphoria took over and I climaxed. The feeling rolled through my entire body, starting from my scalp, all the way down to my curled toes as he took over and raised his hips to pound into me.

I felt him twitch inside me but his movements never wavered.

"Come on Isabella, give me another one," he grunted out and I collapsed on top of him, spent from the earth-shattering orgasm. Before my mind could register it, I was suddenly on all fours and he positioned himself behind me.

I arched my back and he placed a hand on my waist to dip me even lower and held his cock in the other. He positioned it against my entrance and slammed into me, his balls slapping against me as his thrusts were almost violent. My arms shook as I tried to hold myself up but my face and shoulders soon rested on the mattress as my ass went higher up in the air. Just that simple change in position allowed him to go deeper and he was once again bringing me to the brink of my second orgasm.

"That ass will be the death of me Isabella. I can imagine just how tight you'd be there. Please tell me I can have it…please," his voice was strained as his grip on me tightened and I felt him twitch inside me.

He groaned behind me when I told him he can have whatever he wants. I probably would have agreed to just about anything right now.

The idea of a little ass play excited me and just the thought of experiencing that with him, sent me over the edge. I screamed out his name as I thrashed against him, trying to meet his thrusts.

"Fu-u-u-c-k," he groaned and I felt him spill inside me, my pussy still clenching him as it spasmed from the second orgasm.

His movements slowed down as he rode it out before he completely stilled behind me. His grip on me loosened and his weight came crashing down on top of me, making me collapsed into the mattress. I let out a giggle and felt his body shake from his own laughter.

"I think my soul left my body," he said into my hair as he continued to lay on top of me.

"I think mine joined yours. Never again are we listening to what a fucking doctor has to say, if we want to fuck, we'll fuck," I tried to sound authoritative but I had no energy left.

He hummed in response and moved off me. He threw his arm around me and nestled the side of my body closer into his chest. As our breathing calmed and our hearts returned to their normal rhythm, I managed to climb off the bed and walked into the bathroom to get a wet towel. I cleaned myself up and made my way back into the bedroom to find him sound asleep. One arm rested on his stomach whilst the other rested above his head.

I licked my lips at the sight of him and quietly walked back over to the bed and climbed in, trying not to jostle him as I moved in closer. I gently ran my fingers through his hair and he hummed but didn't wake. I closed my eyes and listened to his even breathing, trying to match mine with his. It didn't even take me a minute to fall asleep right along with him.

When I awoke again, I reached out for Edward but his side of the bed was cold. I lifted my head up and found him leaning against the doorframe, our previously discarded clothes in his hands.

"How long have you been up?" my voice was hoarse from sleep.

"About 20 minutes," he said as his eyes traveled up and down my naked form. There was a small v creased above his nose as his eyes lingered on my hips.

"I've hurt you," if I wasn't so attuned to him, I probably would have missed what he said.

I looked behind me and noticed faint marks on my hips, prints of his fingers were already appearing on my pale skin.

"I didn't feel anything. They're just marks Edward, bruises happen during sex all the time. Look at the roadmap I've left on your chest," I say as I motioned to his exposed chest that held a few red angry scratches.

He slowly looked down and I saw him smirk as he examined them. He moved off the doorframe and placed our discarded clothes on the chair before he padded over to the bed and sat beside me. He leaned against the headboard as he looked down at me.

"The realtor called me earlier. She's got something she wants to show me, come with me?" he asked as he ran his fingers through my tangled hair.

"A new space for the club? Sure, I'd love to go with you!" I said excitedly and suddenly sprang up and off the bed.

"But first you need a shower, Mr. Cullen, you're awfully…dirty," I teased and laughed as he ran towards me, scooped me into his arms and stepped inside the shower. He turned the water on and I squealed as the cold spray hit my warm skin.

In no time at all, he had me pressed up against the cold tiled wall as his cock stood to attention inches away from my already clenching pussy. We breathed into each other's mouths as the atmosphere shifted around us once more.

My mouth attacked him as my desire for him skyrocketed when I felt him twitch below me, the head of his cock brushing against my entrance.

"Love me," I panted against his lips.

"With pleasure," he responded and my body slid down against the wall slightly before I was impaled by him. He stilled when he was sheathed completely inside me. I looked down to see where we were joined and watched him slide out of me before he ever-so-slowly slid back in.

I looked back up to him and found him watching us too, his mouth hung open and I could taste him in the air around us. The water pelted on his back and bounced onto my face but I couldn't care less. All my focus was on the feeling of his cock.

"Touch me…make me cum baby…please…I'm so close," I pleaded as his continuous penetration was becoming too much.

"Wait for me," he murmured against my lips.

His thrusts were slow and deliberate and I wasn't sure how much longer I would be able to hold out. My legs shook as I tried to tighten my grip on him, making the walls inside me clench. A delicious groan elicited from his lips as he lost the rhythm he had set.

"Oh, fuck…you're so tight this way…shit, Bella! Cum! Cum now!" he near enough roared as I let go, succumbing to the intense pleasure that overtook my body and bringing him down with me.

I felt his arms shake as he continued to hold me up against the wall and then he stilled inside me. Our chests rose and fell with every breath we took. We didn't take our eyes off each other. Unspoken words were told through our gazes.

Our love for one another was evident inside the confined space of the shower.

"I love you," I finally uttered.

"Forever,"

My emotions were running high and his handsome face became a blur as tears formed in my eyes, waiting for me to blink so they could spill over.

"Forever," I echoed.

We gently washed each other, hardly leaving any space between us. Our touches were loving as we shared silly kisses. I burst into laughter as I gave Edward a shampoo mohawk and he proceeded to tickle me, making me laugh harder.

Overwhelming happiness consumed me at our silly antics.

"What time do we have to meet the realtor?" I asked once we had gotten out of the shower. I was wrapping a towel around my hair and found him watching me once I looked back up.

"At 5. I was thinking we could go grab dinner somewhere once we're done," he answered and tightened the towel around his hips.

"Sounds good to me baby. I'm so excited! I wonder if it will be a good space? Have you seen pictures of it?" I asked as we both started getting ready. I felt his eyes continue to follow my every move as I got my body lotion off the dresser and proceeded to rub it into my legs.

"Yeah I've seen pictures," he responded absentmindedly and I felt like he was holding something back.

"Is everything alright? You're not very forthcoming there Mr. Cullen," I teased, trying to lighten the mood a little. He was suddenly very uncertain about something.

"I just hope you'll like it," he says sincerely and continued to get dressed. He had gone for light blue jeans, a grey t-shirt, and a navy peacoat. He completed the look with a pair of black boots I'd never seen him wear before. He looked sinful in such a relaxed outfit and I was surprised to see him dress so casually considering this may be a business deal.

I had settled for black skinny jeans with rips at the knees, a thin grey sweater that I tucked the front of inside the jeans and a pair of black boots with buckles on the side. I loosely wrapped a cotton black scarf around my neck in case I get chilly as the weather was definitely becoming unpredictable.

I yearned for a warmer climate and was eager to discuss a few travel plans with Edward.

We made our way out of the penthouse once we checked to see if we got everything.

It looked like we were taking the Vantage and I was simply itching to drive that car. But alas, I was still waiting for my driving license to come back.

He held the door open for me and I slid inside the luxurious car. We definitely didn't use it enough. I relaxed into the expensive leather and it wasn't long before we were on our way to this unknown location.