A/N

The final chapter...

More at the end ❤️

P.S NSFW ;)

7

"Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back.

Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet." ― Plato

oXo

My lips curve up as I walk into the kitchen and find Isabella sitting on my counter, eating an apple as she reads on my iPad.

She looks up at me and smiles wickedly, her teeth crunching into the apple again as I step between her legs.

"Want a bite?" she asks playfully.

I arch my brow and lean in, looking into her eyes as I take a bite of the apple. Isabella's eyes darken and she licks her lips.

"It's sweet, right?"

I chew the fruit and swallow, staring at her for a moment before I lean into her ear, grazing the shell with my lips. "Not as sweet as what's between your legs."

She moans and wraps her arms around me, pulling me closer, the apple falling from her hand and hitting the floor with a soft thud.

I wrap my fist in her soft, thick hair and jerk her head back from me, making her eyes roll back. "Wasteful." I tut, hiding a smile.

"I don't fucking care," Isabella says defiantly, pushing her full tits out. She's in a little pale-yellow sundress, with brown buttons down the front, the top one undone and revealing her ample cleavage. Her skin is tanned from the sun, cheeks slightly pink from where she burned a few days ago, new freckles dotted across her delightfully upturned nose.

She's beautiful, exquisite in every possible way.

I lick my bottom lip and grab her hip with my hand, pulling her roughly to the edge of the counter and stepping closer, my cock pressing between her thighs. I can feel the burning warmth of her pussy through the material of her dress, and she whimpers my name, eyes fluttering closed.

My nose skims her soft neck, my lower stomach tightening as I breathe her in. She smells like vanilla and chocolate, sweet and rich. "Did you miss me today, Isabella?"

She hums, tightening her legs around my body. "I missed your cock."

I have to fight the urge to laugh. I love it when she's playful like this.

I let go of her hair and grab her throat instead, squeezing it just the way she likes, as I poise my lips over hers, letting her feel the warmth of my breath. I want to taste her mouth just as badly as she wants mine.

She lurches towards me, and I squeeze my hand tighter, shaking my head at her as I stare into her amber-flecked eyes, hooded and hungry. "You said you missed my cock, Isabella, not my mouth."

Her eyes narrow, smouldering at me. "So, you won't kiss me?"

I ignore the question, moving so my lips are brushing hers. She mewls and then her tongue sticks out, running across my lower lip, warm and wet. I pull back, barely holding in the low groan her action inspires.

She smirks at me, and I narrow my eyes, pushing my fingers into her hot mouth. "Is that all you missed, Isabella?" My eyes roll back as she suckles them, her slightly rough, wet tongue, flicking over my skin.

She hollows her cheeks, staring into my eyes as she sucks hard, and I growl at her. "Such a greedy girl; you want my cock there, don't you?"

Isabella moans, her tiny hand sliding down my hard stomach and rubbing my throbbing length through my slacks.

My lips part and I groan, pressing myself closer to her. The dual sensation of her rubbing my cock and sucking my fingers is making my lower stomach tighten, my balls feeling heavy.

I pull my fingers from her eager mouth and tug her bottom lip down, trailing them down her jaw. "Don't move," I order her sharply.

She obeys me, her chest heaving as I drag my wet fingers between her full breasts. I wrench her thighs open with my other hand, groaning at the way she spreads them wider and whimpers. I go to take off her underwear but find nothing but skin.

I step back and stare between her legs, a low noise leaving my throat at the sight of her, bare and pink.

"Look at that swollen little pussy; you're soaked," I say roughly.

"I've wanted you all day," Isabella purrs.

I jerk my head up sharply, gripping her soft thigh. "Did you touch yourself, Isabella?"

Isabella bites her lip, looking guilty. "I tried, but I couldn't make myself come."

I lower my mouth to her ear as my fingers sink into her skin. "Do you know why you couldn't come, naughty girl, because the only way you come, is when I make you."

She whimpers, pressing herself against me, breasts soft against my chest. "Edward, I need you, please."

I nip at her neck as her hand pets my thick cock. "You need me, Isabella? Where? In your dirty mouth? Or do you need me to fuck you? Do you want my cock in your dripping little pussy?" I shove her hand out the way and press my cock against her, my teeth snapping together as I feel her juices coat my slacks.

I lean back as she wraps her thighs around my body tightly, my eyes drifting down her body hungrily. She's not wearing a fucking bra, and I can see the hard peaks of her nipples pressing through her yellow dress.

I take my thumb to her mouth and push it roughly between her plump lips. Isabella cries out, sucking at me greedily, and I groan, taking it out and pressing it against her swollen clit, spreading her legs wider with my thighs. She rolls her hips, breathless little moans leaving her mouth, her body jolting every time I circle her little nub. I drag my thumb lower and it's instantly coated in her arousal, slick and wet.

I growl, my cock throbbing in my slacks and Isabella moans, arching her back. "Oh god, I need you. I need you so badly, please Edward, fuck me, please."

My eyes roll back in my head at her begging.

I need to be inside her.

Right. Fucking. Now.

I let her go to undo my trousers, and Isabella's eyes light up. She moans, tugging them down with me. "Mmm yes, Edward, please, I need your cock inside of me."

Her desperation is so fucking hot; the boxers are barely over my ass when I spear her, sinking deep. "Fuck." I hiss, my mouth falling open.

"Oh yes!" Isabella cries, her head tilting back, her little body clenching down on me. She's tight and hot, and unbelievably wet, her arousal dripping down my cock and coating my balls.

I start pounding into her and her legs begin shaking almost straight away. "Fuck, Isabella." I snarl.

She's crying out my name, and I rip her dress open, buttons flying everywhere, revealing her puckered nipples, dark-pink peaks begging for my tongue. I grip her tits in my hands, groaning at the feel of their weight, her skin soft and pliant as I flick my thumbs over her tight buds.

Isabella writhes, craning towards me, her hands scrabbling at my shoulders. "Kiss me," she cries.

"No," I growl. "You missed my cock, right, love? Then that's all you'll get."

Every single thrust into her tight pussy sends a jolt through my body, flooding me with ecstasy.

"Oh god, I'm c-close." Isabella mewls.

"Too fucking bad. You don't come until I say you come," I say with a forceful thrust.

I grip her throat, squeezing the sides tightly, and she screams as she fights off her orgasm. I pull myself out of her and step back, "Get on your fucking knees."

She sits up, looking at me and licking her lips as she shimmies out of the remains of her dress, leaving her completely naked in front of me. I do the same, tugging my boxers and slacks down and removing them, along with my socks.

I stare at her beautiful body, wrapping my palm around myself and hissing quietly.

I'm fucking soaked with her. She stares at my hand with a hungry expression and my cock twitches as she licks her lips.

"I said, get on your fucking knees, Isabella," I order. "Suck my cock."

She drops to her knees carefully and stares up at me under her eyelashes as she starts to lick and suck me. Pleasure jolts through me and I hiss. The feel of her warm tongue on me is fucking heaven, and I bend over and grab her jaw, stroking her hair. "That's a good girl." I groan, pushing deeper into her mouth. She whimpers, her thighs rubbing together. "Do you like how that tastes, love?"

Isabella moans and pulls back, running her tongue over me and then licking her lips, "I love tasting what you do to me."

I growl, gripping her jaw tighter. "So fucking naughty."

She grips me in her hand, lapping at my balls as her eyes smolder up at me.

"Fuck, yes, just like that." I purr approvingly, my fingertips stroking her soft skin.

She gives me a few more teasing licks, before plunging her hot mouth over me again. I move my hand a little lower, wrapping it around her slim throat, my eyes rolling back in my head at the feel of my cock pushing the muscles there.

Her little hips are rocking slightly as she sucks me, and the sight makes my balls ache. I love how much she gets off on sucking my cock. "You can touch yourself, Isabella. I want to see your fingers fuck your pussy while my big cock fucks your pretty little mouth," I purr.

She moans loudly, the vibrations making my body tense. I watch her part her thighs and plunge her fingers into herself, her mouth tightly wrapped around me.

Her eyes start fluttering, but she doesn't finish, her fingers slowing down. "Good girl," I growl. "Take that cock nice and deep, but don't you dare fucking come."

Her back arches, and she shoves me deep down her throat as she keeps fucking her little pussy.

"Fuck, you're going to make me come." I groan, fucking her mouth. Her spit is dripping everywhere, her hands rubbing faster over my balls. "Lie back on the floor, Isabella."

I grip my cock in my hand as she obeys me, and get on my knees. "Spread your legs nice and wide," I command. "Good girl."

The sight of her, laid out in front of me, legs open, chest heaving, her swollen, pink pussy, glistening with her arousal, almost derails me.

"Please, Edward," Isabella pleads, back arching off the floor as she stares at my cock. "Come inside of me."

"No," I growl. "I'm going to cover your little pussy in my cum instead."

"Oh god, Edward," Isabella cries, two of her fingers suddenly slamming into her glistening core.

"Oh, yes," I hiss, pumping my fist over my cock. "Spread yourself open for me, Isabella; I'm right there."

She whimpers and parts her folds with her fingers, her brown eyes fixed between her legs, watching my cock hungrily.

"Give me your cum, Edward, please," Isabella says huskily. "I want it."

Ecstasy rushes through me like a tidal wave, my balls tightening as the first spurt of cum lands directly in the center of her pussy. "Fuck," I breathe, my neck straining.

Isabella lets out a mewling noise, leaning up on her arms as she stares between her legs. I keep milking my cock, grunts leaving my lips as my cum coats her swollen pussy in milky white fluid.

I stare at her, breathing heavily as she takes her hand and runs her fingers through my release. "So fucking hot," Isabella murmurs in a low voice, spreading my cum all over herself, then slamming her coated fingers into her pussy.

"Christ!" I snap my teeth together.

That's the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen.

"Fuck, Isabella, that's it, fuck yourself with my cum," I growl.

She cries out, hooded eyes watching me as her hips roll, riding her fingers as they pump in and out of her tight slit. The sight of her makes my head spin, my cock rock-hard again. Her whimpers get louder, her fingers moving faster. She's close, her tits heaving on her flushed chest, strangled whimpers leaving her throat.

"Oh god, Edward. Please, can I come?" she practically sobs.

A noise halfway between a snarl and a growl leaves my throat.

She can come, but only if it's all over my cock.

I rip her hand away, and she cries out in frustration, only to throw her head back and scream as I slam myself deep, her body sliding across the floor with the force of it. Her mouth opens in an O as she clenches down on me, her pussy quivering around my cock.

"Ed-ward!" she screams.

"Yes," I hiss, pounding into her tight heat, my eyes rolling back into my head at the feel of her. "That's it, love, come all over my fucking cock."

I fuck her hard and fast, grabbing her jaw and pressing my lips to hers finally. The taste of her tongue makes my eyes roll back in my head and I groan, devouring her mouth as she shakes around me.

She's so beautiful when she comes; head tilted back, breasts heaving. I lick across her tight little nipples as she stops trembling and then scoop my arms under her, planting my knees and pulling her to sit on my lap. Her arms wrap around my neck as she kisses me hungrily, her tongue pushing into my mouth, licking at mine.

I groan, pulling her close, my hands gripping her hips as I gently rock her over my body.

Isabella's lips leave mine and attack my jaw, licking and sucking at my neck as I cup her breasts in my heads. I spread my knees and tangle my hand in her thick hair, pulling her head back. "Ride me," I tell her hoarsely.

Isabella licks her lips and grips my shoulders, bouncing herself onto me, her pussy sucking me deep. My fingers dig into the skin at her hip as I help her, angling myself with every thrust until she's quaking on me again and my balls ache.

"I'm so close…Edward, please come inside me," Isabella moans.

"Fuck," I groan, my eyes fluttering, "You want my cum, love? Deep in that pretty little pussy?"

"Oh god, please," she cries, her mouth crashing to mine again as she starts clenching around me.

My back arches as I empty inside of her, my vision going white for a moment at the sheer pleasure searing through me. Isabella follows straight after me, milking my cock for every drop as she pulses around me.

Her head falls to my shoulder and I hum, kissing her head as I pant. Her hand reaches up to stroke my face and I catch it, placing a soft kiss on her palm and then each of her fingers, the cool metal of her rings slightly sharp against my lips.

I pull back and stroke at the circles under her eyes. She's been exhausted lately.

Isabella smiles and leans in, kissing me softly. "Hmm, I really did miss you."

"I missed you," I murmur against her sweet mouth. I rub her back, stroking up her smooth skin and pull back, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"How's the paper coming along?" I ask her softly.

Beautiful, amber-flecked brown eyes shine back at me, and my heart swells in my chest. Her lips curve up. "I think I'm almost there. Can you read it for me?"

"Of course, love. When do they want it in by again?"

"Friday," Isabella says, rubbing the back of my neck. "Then they'll publish the journal the following month."

"I'm so proud of you," I say, stroking her cheek. "My little scientist."

She grins, her deep brown eyes sparkling in the sun filtering through the window. "How was school today?"

I nod, pursing my lips. "Fine, you know how the kids are."

Isabella smirks. "Do I need to make a strategic visit and place a bitten apple on your desk, just so they know you're mine?"

I laugh. "I think it's pretty clear from the wedding ring, love, but feel free to stop by anytime. No apples, though; you've thoroughly ruined the fruit for me."

"Ruined?" She arches an eyebrow.

I lean into her, my lips ghosting over hers. "Yes, every time I see an apple I want to fuck you senseless."

She laughs breathlessly. "I do hope the students don't leave any for you, Mr. Cullen."

"Apparently, not something kids do these days," I say, stroking her flushed cheek.

"You're making me feel old." Isabella pouts.

I laugh. At twenty-eight, she is anything but old, especially because I'm fourteen years her senior.

"Edward…"

I stare into her brown eyes. "Yes, love?"

"I want…" She bites her lip. "If you want…"

I roll my eyes. "Spit it out."

Her lips curve up wickedly, and I laugh as I realise what memory I've just triggered. "Tell me, what is it?" I ask her, my eyebrows knitting.

"I want a baby," she suddenly bursts out, making my heart clench. "I want us to—"

I cut her off by kissing her, and she moans into my mouth as I tangle my hands in her hair, peppering kissing across her cheeks and jaw.

"Is that a…yes?" She pants, her head tilting back.

I swallow, emotion making my throat thick. "Yes," I say hoarsely. "God, yes, love."

Tears run down her cheeks. "I love you so much."

I kiss her, stroking them away with my thumbs. "I love you."

Told ya he was dirty ;)

Well...that concludes the adventures of Mr. Cullen and Miss Swan - thank you so much for reading and coming on this little journey with me.

Can't wait to hear what you thought ❤️

A final round of thank you's...

Midnight Cougar - for her amazing beta skills, helpful advice and edits ❤️

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and YOU - for reading - thank you so much.

See you in the next one,

Ella xx