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Chapter 10: Charmer Extraordinaire

I woke up, sunlight coating the walls of Edward's bedroom a warm shade of yellow. When I turned around, facing the dreamy man beside me, his green eyes met mine with a smile. He propped his pillow up against the headboard, his hair a bigger mess than I'd seen before.

"Good morning." His voice was raspy with sleep but his eyes were wide awake.

I stretched my legs, untangling them from the sheets.

"Morning, handsome," I breathed and pressed a soft kiss onto his plump lips.

His hand reached for mine, entwining our fingers and his thumb caressing the back of my hand. Sweet Edward was back.

"Did you sleep okay?" he asked, looking down at me while I nodded.

"How could I not?" I said to him, unable to contain my smile as Edward suddenly appeared a little shy.

He's too cute.

"I'm so glad you wanted to stay," he uttered and kissed our joined hands. I hummed in response.

"Let me make you some breakfast, meet me in the kitchen in about ten minutes."

He sat up on the bed, releasing my hand, and I already missed his touch. When he got off the mattress, I got treated with the fantastic view of his bare ass and back until he reached for a drawer, first putting on a pair of boxers and then his sweatpants that were strewn across the floor.

I let out a deep sigh. Last night had me feeling things I'd never experienced before. The way Edward had kissed me, the way we could so easily be ourselves made me rethink my entire past. I had never been in love before, not real love. I could tell, because when I thought I was in love, it never felt anything like it had with Edward, not even the sex. Looking back, it seemed dull and gray, a poor shadow of my time with my Warrior. My head made me rationalize, because there was no way I could fall in love that easily, but if we kept seeing each other I might be in for some real trouble because of this man.

Looking at the digital alarm clock on Edward's nightstand, I noticed it was just after nine. I hadn't had a lot of sleep but I felt fit as a fiddle. My eyes roamed the room with its white walls and dark curtains along the window. This was one of those rooms that felt lived in. Edward had a pile of comics and dog-eared books thrown on top of his dresser, some folded T-shirts and jeans ready to be put away in his closet, and his laptop along with its cords and charger next to his alarm clock. It was cluttered, but not at all messy. He also had a few prints framed on the walls here, bright colors complementing the otherwise monochromatic theme.

I didn't want to lay around here all alone anymore, so I got out of bed and searched for the shirt I'd worn last night. I also found the pair of sweats Edward had given me when I went to the bathroom. As I washed my hands, I looked at my reflection in the mirror. My skin looked slightly flushed and my eyes bright. Mix that with the way my dark tresses were knotted and all over the place and it was clear that I had in fact, had a very good night. I tried to tame my hair a little with my hands and walked out, following the gratifying smell of fresh coffee.

I leaned against the wall, relishing the sight of Edward busying himself with a toaster and frying pan. He noticed me when he took a spatula out of the drawer next to his fridge and smiled at me.

"You look absolutely adorable," he said, motioning to the sweatpants I had to roll up several times so I wouldn't trip myself to death.

"Not everyone can have legs like yours, Edward," I joked at him, peering over to the stove.

"I'm glad, yours look much better." He winked at me and pushed his glasses higher up the bridge of his nose with the back of his hand.

I rolled my eyes at his cheesy remark and stepped closer to him, sliding my arms around his neck to give him a hug.

"Sit, I have coffee ready for you." He gave me the sweetest kiss before releasing himself from my embrace.

"Well, a warrior who cooks me breakfast. Where do I sign?" I declared and sat down at his breakfast bar.

His crooked smile made my heart skip a beat when he put a big mug of coffee in front of me, as well as a plate. Edward had made me eggs on toast, and looked at me funny when I asked him for extra pepper, seasoning my toast royally.

"What? It's better than extra salt." I shrugged as he shook his head at me.

We ate our breakfast together, and I swore eggs never, ever tasted this good.

"So, are we still on for this afternoon?" he asked me, licking the side of his knife.

Right, we were supposed to have our first date today at his brother's café. The thought of leaving this little bubble wasn't a pleasant one, but I was human after all so I could do with a shower and change of clothes. It would still be a first: the first time we were outside together in the real world.

"I'd like that, yeah," I responded as I finished the last of my coffee. "But I do need some clothes, so I'll have to go home to change and slap my face on again."

Edward actually pouted and threw me some puppy-dog eyes, making me swoon over his boyish charm.

"Can I offer you a nice, hot shower, my Enchantress?" He stood up and picked up our plates to go put them in the dishwasher. He took my hands like a chivalrous knight when I agreed, and made me giggle when he led me to the bathroom.

"Are you one of those demons who bathe in ridiculously hot water?" he asked me when he turned on the shower.

I arched a brow at him, crossing my arms in front of my chest. "It's not my fault men are total wussies when it comes to temperature," I said.

"Well, Isabella," he began, fiddling with the drawstring on the sweats I was wearing. "With a woman as hot as you, who needs warm water? You'll fog up the glass just by standing in the stall," he whispered, his lips so close to my ear I could feel the warmth of his breath.

Charmer.

"Flatter me even more and I might never leave this apartment, you know." His eyes shot up to mine and he put his glasses on the countertop.

"Okay." He nuzzled my neck, prying the clothes off my body, kissing my shoulder as he let the sweats I had been wearing drop to the floor.

"Enjoying yourself?" I asked coyly, staring at the very obvious erection in his pants. He answered by kissing me, hands cupping my face and pulling me closer, my nipples growing hard against his bare chest.

"You're going to run out of water." I broke our kiss and walked around him, putting my hair up in a ponytail with the spare elastic on my wrist.

Edward stepped out of his boxers and sweatpants and joined me in the shower, holding the shower head hostage as he wet his hair.

"Well aren't you a dear, hogging all the water," I huffed as I watched the water make its way down his hair, suddenly smooth and pushed back out of his face. I didn't care that I wasn't getting access to the stream of droplets, as long as I got to watch him. He looked like he was in a body wash commercial, the water running down his muscular frame and making him glisten. My eyes travelled down to his rather impressive erection and I bit my lip.

"Enjoying yourself?" he threw back at me, stepping away from the shower head and splashing me with a handful of water. Edward was so playful, yet so incredibly sexy.

"I am actually," I purred and let my hands wander down the front of his body, gripping his cock in my hand. He let out a groan as I pumped up and down his length slowly, his sounds awakening my inner sex-kitten from her little slumber.

"Oh Isabella," his moan echoed in the shower stall, wildly turning me on. He grabbed my hand away, and then ran his palm along my back before he bent me over. I tried to hold on to the slippery black-and-white mosaic tiles as his one hand cupped my ass firmly while the other guided his cock inside me.

"Fuck," he exclaimed suddenly and stopped. I looked at him in confusion. "I don't have a condom," he sighed.

Truth be told, I couldn't be bothered with one since I was on the pill and I figured Edward was cleanbut I didn't want to throw all my inhibitions out the window just yet. So instead of saying I didn't care, I turned around and pressed a wet kiss onto his lips and then sank to my knees.

"Baby, you don't—" His sentence died right there as I ran my tongue along the tip of his cock and slid him into my mouth.

I worked my way over his hardness, taking him in all the way. Edward's breathing became faster as I felt him hit the back of my throat. His hand reached into my ponytail, gripping it tightly while I moaned at the sensation.

I enjoyed giving head. It made me feel in control, the feeling of being responsible for the guy's pleasure leaving me exhilarated. I put my hand back on the base of his cock and moved it in sync with my mouth, my tongue swirling around the tip.

"Fuck, your mouth feels incredible," he panted and looked down at me. I met his gaze, slowing down my movements to tease him, but then he thrust his hips forward and I let out a muffled moan. Keeping me in place with his grip on my ponytail, he started moving to his own rhythm and I cupped his balls in my hand.

"I'm close, baby. Fuck, you're insane," he muttered, his voice low.

I felt his legs tense up, then his cock grew even harder and he tried to pull away, but I didn't let him. I looked up at him and arched a brow, a warning for him to just let me do this.

"I'm coming, fuck!" he grunted, his hold on my hair loosening as his orgasm overtook him. I swallowed proudly and got back to my feet, giving him a little wink before I splashed some water on my face.

"That was…" he shook his head. "Wow." He laughed, his eyes fiery as he began to lather me up, paying close attention to my boobs, running his thumbs along my hard, sensitive nipples before his hand slid between my legs.

"Seems like someone had a little fun as well," he murmured softly, his fingers running along my wetness.

"Feeling you come in my mouth makes me so wet, Warrior," I said, and threw my head back when two of his fingers entered my pussy, moving slowly in and out.

"Let me help you out with that, then." He kissed my exposed neck, before his tongue darted around my piercing, teasing my nipples with his mouth.

"Oh damn," I moaned loudly while his fingers skillfully played with my clit, and not long after that I could feel my body tingling with the warm and glorious buildup of my release. Edward gripped my nipple with his teeth, biting down gently, making me cry out with pleasure. My heart was racing, pounding out of my chest when he put more pressure onto my clit, making me come hard at his touch.

"Man," I sighed, my chest heaving as I came down from my climax. Edward smiled, satisfied with himself, and I rinsed the soap off my body.

We must have broken the world's longest shower record and upped his water bill, but I loved seeing him like this. He kissed my forehead as he draped a fluffy white towel around my body, gazing into my eyes with a look he hadn't given me before. Edward dried off his face and hair, put his glasses back on and walked into his room with the towel around his waist.

Shamefully, I put on my dress from last night, with no panties since I couldn't find them, and borrowed a pair of Edward's socks to wear in my boots.

"Do you have to go?" he asked me, his hair still damp from our shower.

I smiled at him. "I need some fresh clothes, Edward."

"Can I come pick you up?" he asked, putting his hands in the front pockets of his black jeans.

"I'd like that. I'll text you my address later." I grabbed my purse from where it was sitting next to his front door.

"You'll need your phone to do that, baby." He nodded toward his coffee table, where my phone was lying screen down.

Shit.

I picked it up and saw all my missed notifications. Rosalie had texted me, while Alice had called twice and left me a bunch Facebook messages, the last one reading: 'You better have a good reason for ignoring me!' I snorted at my friend's dramatic nature.

"Something wrong?" Edward asked me.

"No, but my friends have a way of needing to be in contact a certain amount of times a day. It seems they missed me a lot since I came down here." I laughed and stowed the phone away in my bag.

"That's totally understandable, but I'm glad I had you all to myself. Tell them I know how they feel," he said with his crooked smile.

"You're a total cheeseball," I said and walked over to him, putting my arms around his waist and nuzzling my face into his chest. He smelled amazing, like Edward.

"Thank you," I whispered and rose up on my tiptoes to kiss him.

"I'll miss you," he whispered back.

I walked to my car and looked over to his apartment building when I started the engine. There he was, dressed in black denim and a white T-shirt, smiling at me while he leaned against the doorpost.

This was real, he was real.

A/N: So? They're having a lot of fun together it seems *wink wink*

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