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Bella-

The longer I stared at my husband, the more attractive he was to me. My heart squeezed as he admitted his chosen profession. He could have taken this secret to his grave, yet the hesitant trust in his hypnotic gaze left me awestruck. The faith he put in my understanding made him so much sexier to me.

I would've never expected Edward to admit his involvement in these illegal activities. I knew he was sitting there waiting to hear what I would say. His expression was contorted as if he was expecting the worst. My heart contracted as I thought about throwing away a year of marriage over the admission I'd been waiting for. Despite his fear and my vow to protect the citizens of this city, I could no sooner turn my back on the love of my life than I could will myself to stop breathing.

This man was ingrained in every fiber of my being, and with every word he spoke, I loved him more for his obvious trust. With that trust came a wealth of sensation I hadn't expected, my blood singing through my veins with renewed vigor.

Clearing my throat, I turned to face him, licking my lips as they went dry. My response shocked us both as the words slipped from my tongue. "You are so fucking sexy to me right now."

Edward shifted in his seat until he was facing me. Lifting his hand, he trailed fingers down my cheek, his tone kind of raw as he whispered, "Is that so?"

I licked the tip of his thumb as it brushed over my bottom lip. The last couple days I'd denied my husband affection had been just as challenging to me as it had been for him. Currently, my body was a frisson of pent-up desire, and I was on the verge of combusting. When the tip of his thumb eased into my mouth, a low whimper slipped from my throat and relished the taste of salt zinging on my taste buds. Nipping the tip of his thumb, I moaned, "Yes, baby, it's so."

My pussy pulsed, and I was forced to squeeze my thighs together as the ache intensified. The hunger in his eyes pulled me closer until my mouth was centimeters away. His breath coated my lips, and I couldn't resist the allure of his hypnotic scent. When the tip of his nose grazed the bridge of mine as he nuzzled me, I wound my fingers in Edward's hair, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. Immediately, Edward shifted closer, his tongue skimming my bottom lip, causing the throbbing between my legs to increase. Eagerly I met his tongue as it speared mine, each jab delving deeper until his panting breath filled my mouth.

Edward's fingers grazed my kneecap, and I knew where that touch would take him. As the fingertips played along the inside of my thigh, mischief took over my subsequent actions. Normally when Edward and I fucked he was the one in complete control. My husband had a way of overpowering all of my senses until I was a puddle of mush. The press of my gun on my hip reminded me who was in command at this particular instance. While my mouth was filled with his searching tongue, I curled my fingers in his hair, and with a firm yank, I pulled him back.

The windows of my Malibu were starting to fog with the moist mingling of our heavy breathing. Edward hissed as I gripped his hair, refusing to release my hold when he would've dipped forward to take my lips in another soul-rendering kiss. His mumbled plea tugged at my heartstrings. "Baby, I need to kiss you so bad. It's been two days."

"I kissed you this morning," I explained, maintaining my firm grip on his hair. Tempting him further as I traced the line of my lips with the tip of my tongue, my lashes dropped a fraction as I regarded him closely, yanking on the strands I held. "It has come to my attention that you, my dear sweet husband, have been breaking the law."

Edward seemed to understand the game underfoot, his sultry stare blazing, his irises turning molten in the dimmed light. He hissed in response as his thumb drew circles on my thigh. "What do you plan on doing about it, officer?"

Reaching behind my back, I pulled the cuffs from the case strapped to my belt. "Mr. Cullen, I am going to have to place you under arrest. You are a known crime lord and responsible for laundering money throughout the city. I have no choice but to take you in."

Giddiness claimed me as this exhilarating power swept through me. Without hesitation, I released his hair and took hold of his wrist. Anticipation had goosebumps racing over my skin, and resisting his lips was nearly impossible as he nuzzled closer, his nose skimming my jaw. Snapping the cold metal in place, it was my turn to groan when Edward nipped my tender flesh, licking the sting away. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of Bella. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford one, one will be appointed to you. Do you understand your rights as I have stated them to you?"

"Is your pussy wet, Bella?" Edward moaned aloud as he sucked my neck hard enough to leave his mark. "I have a feeling if I touch that sweet, pink flesh, it will be drenched. Am I correct in my assumption?"

I wiggled in my seat as his words, coupled with his seeking lips, inspired another shot of heat through my loins. "Fuck, yes. How would you like to take that delicious tongue of yours and taste those juices?"

"More than my next breath," he whispered, nipping his way up my neck to the lobe of my ear. I recoiled as he licked my ear. "Take me home, officer and torture the information outta of me."

I had nearly forgotten my mission as he traced the shell of my ear, his hot breath swirling into the canal, sending shivers down my spine. As he spoke, however, I remembered where I'd been going and pulled back out of reach. Roughly, I took hold of his right hand and snapped the cuff around his wrist. "Do you want to be punished, Mr. Cullen?"

A low rumble emanated throughout the space of the car. I knew that growl. I'd heard that predatory sound over the last year while my husband was buried deep inside me. My abdomen clenched with longing, and suddenly, I wanted to feel the strength that rippled from every cell of Edward's body. His pupils dilated and burned into mine with so much promise; I shuddered in response. "Are you going to punish me, Mrs. Cullen? You want to spank my ass?"

Since we'd met, Edward had never relinquished control in the bedroom. Trust me; I was not offended in the least. I was more than happy to allow the dominance that exuded from every pore of his being. The probability of having this particular power, if even for a night, thrilled me. Biting my lip, I released a heavy sigh as lust shot to my core. "Can I use the paddle?"

"I recommend that you do," Edward explained with a raised brow. "I have been an extremely bad boy, and we can't ignore my indiscretions. Take me home, Bella, and bend me over."

Edward-

I spent the entire ride home trying to get my cuffed hands on the object of my affection. She neatly evaded me as she firmly snapped my seatbelt in place and drove across town. By the time we arrived at our condo, I was as hard as a rock, and the only thing I wanted to do was bury my nose in her hair. The desire to pound her harder and deeper than I ever had consumed me, adding to the excitement coursing through my veins.

When she parked and opened the passenger door for me, I offered her my cuffed hands, following her out of the car. Bella took hold of the chain linking the cuffs together and pulled me behind her. Stubbornly, I skidded to a halt, tugging her backwards, causing her to lose her balance and stumble into my chest. Bella's lips parted, and her eyes went wide. "Kiss me, woman. I want your tongue in my mouth, or I'm not taking another step."

Bella threw a glance around the deserted parking garage. She must've been satisfied with our surroundings because she planted her palms in the center of my chest and shoved me backward. A rush of breath whooshed from my lungs as I came up hard against the solid concrete. Catching my breath, I smiled. "My baby is hot and strong. Maybe I should let you have control more often."

"Who said you could talk, Mr. Cullen? No fraternizing with the enemy," Bella demanded with a serious glint in her eye. The authority in her tone sent another shot of lust to my balls as she reached around to grab the nape of my neck. Urgently, she pulled my head down until our lips collided. She nipped my bottom lip sharply, leaving a sting in her wake, her hands slipping down my torso. "I forgot to frisk you, Mr. Cullen. Turn around and spread 'em."

My wife didn't wait for me to comply with her instruction. Forcibly, she turned me around to face the pillar as she kicked my legs apart. Wanting to join in on the fun, I grinned over my shoulder. "Be careful, officer. I have a weapon."

She slid her hands over my shoulders, her fingers darting to my armpits before continuing down over my ribs. With a firm yank, she pulled my shirt from my slacks, her silken digits running over my abs. I hissed with satisfaction as she searched my pecs, Bella's nails biting into hard muscle as she traveled lower. My stance went rigid as a thought struck me. "I hope you don't frisk others so thoroughly."

I didn't consider myself a jealous person, but the thought of my wife touching another man the way she was doing me sent a spark of annoyance darting through me. I was relieved when she leaned in close as her fingers feathered along my waistband. "Only the females. Why? Are you jealous?"

"Shit, yes," I murmured, nearly swallowing my tongue as she reached down, running her hands over my thighs, altogether avoiding the area that needed her the most. "Baby, you forgot a spot."

"I can hear the concern in your voice, baby," she chuckled, patting her way back up over my calves. "I just thought … it would require my unwavering attention. I saved the best part until last."

My whole body slumped as she cupped my dick, her fingers exploring the rigid length. Hissing, I threw a dirty look over my shoulder. "Please take your time, officer. I wouldn't want you to miss … holy, shit."

I gulped as Bella's wicked fingers rolled my sack in her palm. My forehead dropped against the concrete as a fire erupted. The crown of my cock pulsed, precum wetting my boxers.

I could hear the desire in her voice as she whispered, "Trust me, darlin', I'm not missing anything. Do you want me, baby?"

I had to pry my lashes from my cheek to meet her gaze. I was practically drooling with the thought of licking her slit. "More than you will ever know."

"You want to slam this thick, velvet hammer deep in my dripping, throbbing pussy?" As she spoke, she gripped my cock through the material of my slacks and pumped the engorged shaft.

"Baby, I want to stick it everywhere," I told her truthfully. On several occasions, I had even fucked her ass, and this a bone-deep feeling like that night. "Can I have your ass tonight?"

She leaned forward and sunk her teeth into the ball of my shoulder. Bella loved anal sex, and every time I mentioned it, she became a wild woman in bed. "After I paddle your ass."

Abruptly I turned to face her, taking her off guard; I moved forward as my lips claimed her roughly. Tearing my mouth free before I could be compelled to forget this naughty game, I cursed the bindings holding my wrists. "Leave me in suspense no longer, woman. You want to paddle my ass, and I wanna fuck yours. Sounds like one helluva party."

Playful banter and stolen caresses passed between us as we slipped onto the elevator.

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