lemon ahead*

I want to bottle his laugh.

We're watching a movie and every time he laughs, I thank Kevin Hart a little more.

He'd cuddled up with me on the lounge, head on my stomach, my legs wrapped around his torso. I stroked his hair as we watched the film, he traced a pattern on the skin left slightly exposed from my rising shirt.

"Do you think Rose is having fun?" I ask.

"Definitely," He nods against my body, "he called in a few favours from Dad's friends. They're driving hot laps in some very fast cars right now."

"She's never dated a guy like Emmett before," I say, "most guys just see the beauty and ignore the brains and heart she has too."

"Emmett is head over heels. If he brought her home to our parents they'd practically faint considering the inlaw he gave them before," he says, "Rose is what he deserves. If you told him two years ago he'd meet her he would have laughed in your face. Trust me when I say he won't throw it away easily. He's in. Emmett falls hard and sincerely."

"You think so highly of him," I smile.

Edward tilts his head so he can look at me properly.

"I might be going to space and whatever, but I think he's the hero," he says, "all that he went through, and he still shows up for his kid."

"Rose knows a keeper when she sees one," I nod smiling, "she dated a guy once who just used her to make his ex jealous. When it worked, he tried to get her to agree to a threesome with the ex."

"Jesus," Edward mutters.

"Maybe when you get back, they'll be hopelessly in love," I smile.

"I don't doubt it," he rests his chin on my breastbone looking up at me, "and what about you? Will you be hopelessly in love?"

"Possibly," I shrug.

Chuckling he pulls himself up slightly so he can press a kiss to my mouth. When he pulls back, I nod.

"It's very, very possible," I smile, "My boyfriend is pretty irresistible."

"Call me that again," he leans forward and places his lips on my neck, soft kisses trail the skin there.

"My boyfriend?" I whisper.

His hand sneaks up my torso and to my chest, cupping my breast. I gasp softly, wrapping my legs around him.

"Sex on the couch is a rite of passage into boyfriendism," I mutter, "but what if your brother comes home?"

"He won't," he smiles, "I made sure they wouldn't come home until very late. I wanted you to myself tonight."

"Good," grabbing his face in my hands I kiss him.

Any shred of will power he had left vanishes, as he presses his body into mine, grinding into my core with his own pelvis. Moaning into his mouth, his tongue takes up the opportunity to move in, making out. We might as well be a pair of teenagers, horny on the couch.

It takes Edward seconds to get me naked beneath him, to get his own shirt off. To get his fingers between my legs, teasing my sensitive nerves there.

"Oh," I gasp out, "that feels amazing."

"Does it?" He raises an eyebrow.

"Give me more. Please don't tease me," I beg, "I have waited an entire week."

"I can only imagine what you'll be like after six months," his eyes are dark, lustful.

As a finger dips into me I struggle to imagine anything. Focus won't come to me to make imagination happen. My back arches slightly as he gets to work, pleasing and making me tingle.

"That's it baby," he takes one of my breasts into his mouth.

He's using me as his personal playground. Gaining pleasure from the pleasure he is creating. I moan out simply at the thought my body can produce such a reaction from him. That I am all he needs. This is what he will think about up there above the Earth.

I wanted him thinking about me naked, beneath him at the most inappropriate of moments.

"You're going to come for me. I want to hear you moan so hard you can't breathe," he grunts out.

Expert fingers pump, twist and even curl inside me. I gasp out suddenly, my orgasm ripping through me hard. Crying out I wrap my arms around him, bucking up.

"I need to be inside you," he whispers.

I nod, beg, widen my legs and feel my eyes roll back as he plunges deep inside of me.

"Fuck," he moves to over over me, head hanging low, "you're so bloody tight. Your pussy fits me perfectly."

"Hurry," I'm still quivering from the orgasm, but he wouldn't need to work hard for a second one.

He knows exactly what to do. He has me worked out like a map.

Grabbing my thigh he tugs my leg up to his hip, placing one leg on the floor, he begins to thrust hard, deep. Each movement is targeted.

"Look at how sexy you are baby," he grunts, "I'm going to think about this non stop for the next six months."

The dirty words, the pistol thrusting of his hips. This is heaven.

Sex before now was child's play. This was the stuff erotica authors couldn't even perfect.

He stops briefly to sit up on the couch. Controlling, he pulls me up, guiding me into his lap, to sit on his shaft.

"Ride me," he instructs.

When Edward is over taken by lust, he becomes a whole new man. God is it sexy.

Holding onto his shoulders, I do as he asks, bouncing in his lap. Each time he fills me up I swivel my hips, grinding against him.

"That feels so good," his hands grip my ass, guiding me up and down him, "you feel so good. Don't stop."

Moaning I lean forward, pressing my chest against his, burying my face into his neck. He chuckles at my exhaustion and takes back some power. With his feet on the ground he begins to thrust up into me.

"I'm so close," he grunts, "are you?"

"Yes," I whisper out, "yes. I'm… ugh. Edward!"

My body talks for me. Clamping down on him I release just as he too finds his climax.

I go limp against him as he shudders.

"I know this is selfish," I whisper into his skin, "but I wish you could stay."

"I know," he kisses my forehead, "when I come back I'll make sure we're never apart. I'll move earth and the moon."

God. I'm in so much deeper than I thought.


"Oh my god Bella. It had so much power," Rosalie shows me another photo of the bright red car.

"Did you drive one each or just shared this one?" I ask, biting into my bacon.

"Shared," Rosalie smiles, "but he let me drive most of the time."

"Watching her drive was way better than driving. It was like top gun goes sexy," Emmett winks at Rose.

"I had no clue you even knew I liked cars so much," Rosalie sips her coffee.

We'd gathered for breakfast on the patio by the pool. Edward had cooked everything himself, claiming his chef wouldn't impress me like he could.

Edward sits beside me, rubbing my thigh under the table.

"I had help," Emmett winks at me.

"Out of all the things you could have told him that I liked," Rosalie laughs.

"His son was right beside me. I had to keep it PG," I joke, "if I had said sex it would have been awkward."

"Oh he knows I like that," Rosalie glances at her man winking.

"That poor car," Edward shakes his head.

"What's happening today?" I interrupt before Emmett can start a brotherly row.

"I thought we could go to a wine tasting then come back and lounge by the pool?" Edward offers.

"Day drunk? Yes please!" Emmett hoots.

"Dad has gone wild," Edward teases, "have you called your child?"

"I have. Mother said he is barely missing me. She got him some new dinosaur jungle gym thing," Emmett shrugs.

"Rosalie is taking your mind of missing him too, I bet," I giggle.

"She sure is," Emmett looks her over, blatantly checking her out in front of us.

We get ready and spend the day sipping various reds and whites. Rosalie sits beside me constantly leaning into me, to gush over Emmett. I do the same to her about Edward.

It's not until we're home and back in the pool that the day crashes down on me.

Hard.

"What's this?" Emmett asks staring at his phone.

Rosalie splashes me giggling, but my focus is on Emmett.

"New article to expose Cullen's dating life," Emmett reads.

I freeze. Rosalie's breath catches from beside me.

Edward walks to Emmett and looks over his shoulder. For a few seconds time stops and then he looks at me.

"Can I speak with you?" He asks me.

"Fuck," Rose mutters.

Nodding I move across the pool, pulling myself out from the water. Edward hands me a towel, saying nothing before turning his back on me.

I follow, trying to keep my anger and hurt at bay.

I didn't have all the facts. But I knew what may have happened.

Laura had truly fucked me over this time.


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