Surprise! So, I hope this brings a smile to your faces, dear readers. I never post chapters so close together, but I feel that this can be an exception. Thank you to everyone who has continued to read and review my little story, this is just a little prize for y'all to show my appreciation and undying love :) Especially after the technical difficulties with the last chapter LOL. Also, I know the last few chapters have been sort of short, I hope this one makes up for that.

I think they've waited long enough, yes?

BPOV

So what does one pack for a romantic, and hopefully sex-filled, weekend?

Pajamas? Yeah, no. I didn't imagine I'd have much use for them.

Some flirty lingerie, however? Hell, yes.

After considering the contents of my lingerie collection, I was happy with my choice. The silk babydoll was an icy blue color, trimmed in soft little black ruffles, with a deep V neckline and slits up each side. I was looking forward to modeling it for Edward at some point this weekend. Into my little red leather duffel bag it went, and I added a change of clothes for tomorrow, plus underwear and toiletries, then zipped it shut. I looked at the clock and found that it was just ten-thirty. I still had plenty of time before Edward was coming to get me.

During my meeting with Alice this morning, I'd been delighted to learn that the gala had raised almost forty-five thousand dollars for the shelters. I was so proud, but still sad to have missed it. The visit from my Uncle Marcus cheered me up, though, and we'd spent the time no only going over my investments but also just catching up with each other. He'd been appalled when he learned of the incident with the cats, but I assured him it was all being properly investigated. We'd parted with a hug and a promise to have dinner soon. He also informed me he was very much looking forward to meeting my Edward.

My Edward. I grinned as the words echoed in my head.

Now that my appointments were taken care of and my bag was packed, I turned my attention to getting showered and ready. A flit of excitement ricocheted in my stomach as I went through the pre-date ritual of washing, shaving, and exfoliating, followed by an application of my favorite peach lotion. Thankfully, I'd visited the spa with Alice recently, and my bikini wax was still nice and fresh. The small amount of hair was groomed into a neat triangle just above the cleft of my sex, while everything else was bare. I'd tried going completely Brazilian in the past, and then tried leaving a little 'landing strip', but I found I didn't care for it. I knew a lot of women preferred the totally naked option, but I liked seeing the little curling thatch of dark hair. There was something about it that made me feel more womanly and sexy. I wondered what Edward's preference was.

I quickly blow-dried my hair and pulled it up into a simple high pony tail, then added some makeup and a spritz of perfume. The sunny morning had turned into a slightly overcast midday, but it was still warm and humid, a typical autumn day in Florida, where the weather can change in a heartbeat. I chose an outfit that would be cool and comfortable; a cute handkerchief-style skirt that swirled just above my knees, the ombre pattern a mix of pinks and oranges, and a simple white tank that had a little bit of beading around the neckline. I slipped my feet into pink wedged sandals and transferred my necessities into my favorite little Louis Vuitton monogrammed crossbody.

There was still a few minutes before Edward was expected, so I tidied up a couple of things and lavished some attention on my girls, giving them lots of pets and some treats. They really were so spoiled, but they were mine and I loved them. I'd be utterly heartbroken if anything bad happened to either of them. Jake was going to feed them tonight in my absence, like he usually did.

At almost twelve o'clock on the dot, my intercom buzzed.

"Yes?"

"Hello, my angel."

Warmth immediately spread through me at the sound of Edward's voice.

"Jake letting you play with the intercom?" I asked with a giggle.

"Yep. I'll be up in a minute."

"Ok."

And it literally only seemed like one minute before my doorbell rang. I opened the door, and the sight that greeted me made my mouth water; Edward in slim, light khaki trousers and a short sleeve buttoned-down shirt that was pale green. A pair of black Ray Bans were hooked into the front of his shirt. His glorious ink was on display and I wanted to lick his arms.

"You look delicious," I blurted out without even meaning to. His eyebrows rose as he smiled and I felt a blush heat my cheeks. Damn verbal diarrhea.

"You're looking pretty edible yourself," he said, his green eyes roaming over me in a slow perusal. "And as much as I'd like to. . . dig in right now, I feel like we're going to need some real food first."

"Lead the way." I said softly.

"Well, maybe just a taste. . ." He tugged me towards him and covered my mouth with his. I hummed in pleasure, immediately and eagerly accepting the warm, sinuous thrust of his tongue against my own. God, the man could fucking kiss.

Both of us breathing unsteadily when we finally parted. I opened my mouth to say something, but at that moment my stomach let loose with a growl. Edward busted out laughing.

"I was going to take you to my place to drop off your bag, but maybe we should just head straight to Armature."

"No," I protested. "I mean, yeah, I'm hungry, but let's drop my bag off first."

Truthfully, I was really excited to see his house; the only thing I knew was that he lived in South Tampa.

I locked up and he insisted on carrying my duffel bag, even though I protested. He simply raised an eyebrow at me and I gave in. He slung it over one shoulder, took my hand, and led me to the elevator.

*EotN

I wasn't sure what to expect when it came to Edward's home, but I was delighted when he pulled into the driveway of a beautifully restored, dove gray Craftsman style house. There was a wide, covered porch with white railing and pillars on each side of the steps. A large window was in front with a peaked skylight in the roof above it. White trim and darker gray accents completed the whole, charming look of the place.

"I love this!" I enthused, climbing from the Jeep without waiting for him to come around and help me. "When was it built? Did you do the reno yourself? How long have you lived here?"

Edward laughed, grabbing my bag from the back seat and then taking my hand and leading me up the front steps.

"Thank you. Nineteen sixty-eight, and yes, I did do a lot of it myself, though I had to hire out some things. I bought this place almost seven years ago, totally gutted it, and have been working on it ever since. It's been long and time-consuming, but I'm almost finished."

He opened the front door and we stood in a small foyer with a kitchen and dining area through a wide doorway to the left, a closed door to the right, and a living room straight ahead down a short hall. The décor had a lot of dark, masculine wood and clean lines, blues and grays being the main colors I saw.

"Show me around!" I requested, eager to explore.

Edward led me through his home, and I honestly loved it. There was gray marbled tile throughout, with a few large rugs covering it in places. His kitchen held stainless appliances and navy granite countertops, the cabinets stained a rustic gray. In the dining area was a charming nook with padded benches and a wide planked table the same color as the kitchen cabinets. The living room boasted high vaulted ceilings and there was a beautiful stone fireplace at one end. A couch, easy chair, and coffee table filled the rest, and a large flat screen TV was on one wall. He showed me the spare bedroom which he used as an office, as well as another empty room he was still working on. The drywall was unpainted and there was no furniture. He confessed he wasn't quite sure what would be going in there, but was leaning towards a home gym. There was a small bathroom, a utility room, and out back I could see a covered patio and small yard with a barbecue area, some outdoor furniture.

We arrived back at the front of the house and he opened a door across the foyer from the kitchen. It was the master bedroom. There was the large window and skylight I'd seen from outside; the cloudy daylight weakly illuminated a big, square sleigh bed the color of driftwood with a navy and white striped comforter. Nightstands and a tall dresser were the same colored wood, and through a doorway I could see the master bathroom.

I spun in a slow circle, taking a deep breath of pure, unadulterated Edward. The mouth-watering scent that I always associated with him was the strongest in here.

"I finally get it," I said.

"Get what?"

"At my place, in my bedroom, you said it smelled like me. And now I can definitely say with certainty, it smells like you in here."

"And what do I smell like?" he asked, echoing my words from days before.

"Well," I said, stepping closer and brushing my nose against his collarbone. "There's what I assume is your cologne, or possibly the body wash you use, and it's all yummy like limes and maybe cedar or some other woodsy smell." I took a deep breath. "Then there's also a clean scent, like laundry soap, but a little different." I slid my hands up the front of his shirt and he watched their ascent without saying a word. Slipping my fingers into the hair at the back of his head, I leaned up on my tiptoes and ran my nose across the side of his throat. "But then, like you said, there's another smell that I suspect is just you. And it's indescribably delicious. It makes me want to taste you all over." I couldn't help but gently tug on his earlobe with my teeth.

I heard him make a low sort of growling noise and then his lips covered mine. Our kiss was deep and thorough, tongues twisting, fingers grasping hold of whatever they could reach. His mouth seared me, hot and wet, as he pressed soft sucking kisses down the side of my neck, and I shuddered.

This time it was his stomach that growled loudly and I broke away with a breathless laugh.

"We have to get out of here or we'll both pass out from hunger," he said with a grin.

"I agree. Feed me, Edward!"

*EotN

Armature Works was bustling and busy, like it always was on the weekends. Edward and I wandered around – hand in hand, to my delight - checking out all the offerings before we decided on what we wanted. Everything looked so good. We shared spicy chicken Karaage from the Japanese ramen shop, and a Mexican roll from the sushi bar. Then Edward claimed he needed a meatball sandwich from the pizzeria. I had a few bites and he demolished the rest. And if that weren't enough, he declared he was in the mood for something sweet, and bought a chocolate cupcake from the bakery. It had whipped caramel frosting and he talked me into taking a bite, even though I was full. It was rich and heavenly, and he happily finished it off. There was lots of kissing and laughing and talking and I adored every second spent in his company.

We finally ended up on the rooftop bar, sipping drinks under the cloudy skies. There were comfy double loungers scattered about and I cuddled up against him, filled with good food, my senses comfortably buzzed by his very closeness and the sangria I'd been drinking throughout our date. Edward stuck to beer, and only had two since he was driving. He'd switched to soda before the cupcake.

"This is amazing," I sighed happily.

"What is?" he asked, his fingers lightly tracing up and down my arm.

"Just everything. The food, this place, but mainly being here with you." I turned my head up to look at him. "Thank you, baby. You have managed to keep us in a bubble today, just like I was hoping."

He dropped a sweet kiss to my lips.

"I know we wanted to take a walk along the river, but judging from the look of those skies, that might not be on the agenda." He nodded towards the darkening clouds. The wind had picked up too, and I had a feeling that before too long we would be treated to one of Florida's infamous pop-up rainstorms.

"Hmmm, I think you're right." I drained the last of the sangria in my glass and set it on a nearby table. "I suppose we'll have to think of some indoor activities for the rest of the day?" I asked with a raised eyebrow, trying to convey innocence, but knowing I failed when I saw the heat flare up in his green eyes. Oh God, just the intensity of his gaze had me throbbing, how the heck did he do that?

"Well, I did tell you I had some ideas," he said, lifting my hand to his mouth and gently biting the tip of my index finger. "I've been thinking about it an awful lot, you know."

"So have I," I whispered.

"Come on, angel. Let's get out of here."

I nodded and stood while he put some cash down on the table to cover our drinks. Edward took my hand and led me to the stairs, then out to the parking lot. We had just made it to his Jeep when big, fat, raindrops began to fall. Within seconds, the skies opened in a downpour that was loud on the roof as we drove.

Edward didn't have a garage, so we both got soaked as we made the mad dash from his driveway to the front door, laughing at our predicament. We dripped on his porch while he unlocked the door then ushered me inside. I shivered as the cool air conditioning hit my damp skin, and then jumped when a loud boom of thunder sounded. No lights had been left on and with the sky so dark from the storm, everything was in shadows. The only sound was the rain hammering down.

Edward turned to face me after re-locking the door, a crooked, rueful smile on his lips. My gaze dropped to where the wet shirt was plastered against his lean torso, clinging like a second skin. His hair was tousled and dripping, falling over his eyebrow, and the amusement on his face slowly faded as he watched me study him.

I was close enough to reach out and snag the top button of his shirt, popping it free before moving on to the next one. He stood completely still as I completed my task, and when all the buttons were free I pushed the two halves of wet cotton apart, revealing a firm chest, wide shoulders, and a hard stomach with a trail of soft, curling hair that led down to the waistband of his pants. There was more art on his skin; a large tattoo of a beautifully detailed pirate ship. It covered the right side of his rib cage and all the lines were done in black, but the mound of frothing, curling waves that it rode upon held streaks of blue. It was stunning, and I couldn't wait to see it in proper lighting, but my mind was definitely on things other than admiring Rosalie's handiwork.

I pushed the shirt off of his shoulders, and he dropped it to the floor as I laid my hands against his bare skin. It was so hot under my touch; damp and smooth, but heated. My palms glided up his chest, out over his shoulders and down his ink-adorned arms, then back again. He let me explore his body at my leisure and I took my time, tracing over ridges of muscle, areas of scar tissue, and patches of soft, silky hair.

"You're beautiful," I murmured, the first words either of us had spoken since we entered his house. His lips lifted in a small, somewhat bashful smile.

Lightning lit up the windows and was quickly followed by a crash of thunder, but here in this dark house, with this enigmatic man, I barely noticed. There was a different kind of storm brewing inside of me, and I felt pulsing electricity slide through my veins when Edward reached out and rested his hands on my hips, pulling me to him. Our mouths came together and I moaned when his tongue found mine, searching and tasting. His kisses were deep, unhurried, and so sweet. I never wanted to be without them ever again. I needed him like I needed oxygen.

Edward turned us so that I was up against the front door, our lips never letting go of each other. My arms wound around his neck and both of his hands dropped to cover my ass. I gasped into his mouth as those long fingers spread over me, squeezing and rubbing. I could feel his hard erection against my lower stomach, and I lifted one foot to wrap around his calf, urging him closer. He indulged me, pressing us together from chest to thigh. My nipples were tight and aching, and I craved his bare skin on mine, so I reached down and grabbed the hem of my tank top, intending to pull it up over my head, but Edward's hands stopped me.

"Oh, did you want to do that?" I asked dazedly as our mouths parted.

"Damn right I do," was his reply. "But not here, against the cold door. Come with me."

He took my hand and led me to his bedroom. Gray light came through the skylight, but the front blinds were closed, so the room was dim and shadowed. We stood next to his bed and Edward gathered my shirt in his hands, pushing it up slowly as our gazes remained on each other. When it had been lifted over my head and discarded to the floor, his hands returned to me, cupping both of my breasts within the white bra that I wore. My head fell back with a moan when he squeezed my nipples through the damp lace.

"Take it off," I whispered as his mouth ghosted down my neck and across my collarbone.

He fumbled for a second with the back clasp, but then the bra was pulled from my body and, oh my God, I was sure I'd ever felt anything as good as my bare breasts pressed tight to his firm chest. The soft hair there tickled, and I rubbed shamelessly against him, my nipples hardening even more from the stimulation.

"Fuck," he groaned before cupping one breast, lifting it, and lowering his head to pull my nipple into the liquid heat of his mouth. The tugging suction was rhythmic and deep, and I cried out when he bit me gently. "Jesus Christ, you're so perfect," he mumbled before turning his attention to my other breast, taking that one into his mouth while his fingers stayed busy with the first.

I was losing my fucking mind and we weren't even all the way naked yet.

My fingers tunneled into his hair, pulling the wet strands, scratching my nails on his scalp. He shuddered and then we were kissing again, desperately and frantically. His leg slipped between mine and I pressed myself to it eagerly, the thin layers of my skirt and panties a barely-there barrier. Because of the wedged sandals I still wore, the height difference perfectly lined my aching pussy up with his strong thigh, and I moaned loudly at the delicious pressure.

"I can feel how hot you are," Edward said huskily, his teeth latching onto my neck. "God, so fucking hot."

I lowered a hand down to the curve of his ass and pulled him tighter to me, spreading my legs wider, needing more of him. I felt his hand at my knee and then it was pushing my skirt up out of the way and curling around my hip, pressing me more firmly onto his thigh. His fingers slid under the edge of my underwear, digging into the naked skin of my cheek, and I whimpered as I rolled my hips harder against him. I knew I could come like this; everything was building inside of me, all of the pent-up desire I'd harbored for him for so long, and he was applying pressure in just the exact right spot. My clit was throbbing, and I could feel how slippery-wet I'd become.

"Edward," I moaned, my back arching. My hips found a rhythm on their own, and he encouraged me, a strong hand guiding me to rock back and forth, his leg pushing up harder.

"Mmmm, that's it, angel," he praised, his other hand lifting to cup my breast and tease my nipple. "If you need this right now then let it happen, let me feel it."

The friction was just too much, and I felt it rush towards me; that blinding, aching pleasure that made me throb and quiver. Our eyes met, locked, and then I shattered, squeezing him hard, my breathless cries blending with the sound of the rain pounding down.

My legs felt like jelly, and I was grateful that he was holding me up, cradled to his chest. I felt him kiss my cheeks and forehead, then my lips, and I gradually came back to earth..

"You're so fucking gorgeous," he said into my mouth. "Watching you come apart like that is the hottest thing I've ever seen. Better than I ever imagined."

"You make me feel so good, Edward." I replied, biting his lower lip. "I want to make you feel good, too."

I dropped one hand down to wrap around the erection that was straining against the front of his pants. He groaned as I stroked the length, rubbing up and down. Our mouths met in another kiss, and his fingers gathered the material of my skirt, bunching it up, tracing the edge of my underwear. I pulled back from him, first kicking off my sandals, then I slid the skirt down over my hips and stepped out of it, leaving me in only white panties that were very small and very wet.

Edward toed off his shoes the same time his hands went to his belt, swiftly unfastening it. In short order his pants were gone, and he stood before me in only a pair of snug navy boxer-briefs that did absolutely nothing to hide the impressive bulge of his dick. I dipped my fingertips under the waistband at his hipbone, then slid it around and filled my hand with the tight curve of his ass. My lips found their way across his shoulder, and I kissed the firm muscles of his chest, my tongue tasting the delicious salty-sweet of his warm skin. I licked his flat nipple and then dropped to my knees to kneel before him.

Looking up at Edward as I rubbed my palms up the front of his thighs, I found his green eyes watching me intently. Even in the dimness of the room I could see the heat in them.

"Is this one of the things you've thought about, angel?" His voice was raspy and low.

"This is my very favorite thing to think about," was my completely truthful reply. Slowly, oh so slowly, I slid the waistband down.

Always a girl who could appreciate a great-looking cock, I could say with certainty that Edwards was one of the finest specimens I'd had the pleasure of encountering; smooth and thick with a flushed, swollen head that I could barely wait to wrap my lips around. His dark reddish pubic hair was surprisingly silky, and tidily trimmed. All in all, he was one delicious package.

Edward kicked his underwear away from his feet and toyed with my ponytail, wrapping it gently around his fist. His grip tightened when I finally gave into my urge and licked the generous length of his cock with one long stroke. When I reached the head, I opened my lips and took him in, moaning at the feel, the taste, the reality of finally being able to do what I'd been aching to.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he groaned softly. "Jesus, that's so good."

The satin-smooth flesh in my mouth was hot and solid, and I cupped his heavy balls in one hand; rolling, weighing, and gently squeezing. I sucked him with longing, bobbing my head slowly, and he guided me with the hand wrapped in my hair, standing perfectly still as I took as much of his cock into my mouth and throat as I could, relaxing to let him go deeper. He hissed and then gently thrust a few times, before slowly pulling from my mouth. I let him go with a pout.

"I want you in my bed," he murmured, reaching down to help me to my feet. "I've dreamed of you in my bed, Bella."

I turned and climbed onto that very bed, laying back on the pillows at his headboard. His heady scent completely enveloped me.

"Like this? Did you dream of me like this, Edward?"

"Fuck, yes," he said, joining me. He knelt at my feet. "Will you take your hair down?"

I pulled the elastic from my ponytail and spread the long strands out across his pillows. Edward edged closer, grasping my ankles and moving them apart to kneel between them. His hands slowly slid up my shins, my thighs, until his thumbs brushed my hipbones. He curled his fingers into the waistband of my panties and pulled them down and off my legs, leaving me completely naked to his gaze.

"God, I want to taste you, Bella," he said huskily. "I need to find out just how sweet that beautiful pussy is."

"Yes," I whispered. His words had my body positively throbbing, and I was suddenly desperate for the feel of his mouth on me.

He laid down and situated himself with my legs over his broad shoulders, then lowered his head. I trembled at the first velvety-wet caress of his hot tongue upon my still-sensitive clit. He was gentle; licking and lapping, pressing tender kisses that drove me crazy. Even though I'd came just a short while ago, I felt myself chasing the ecstasy again, knowing he was going to give me so much more. My fingers combed through Edward's hair as he pushed my bliss higher and higher, and I jerked when his lips closed around my swollen clit and softly sucked. Tingles of delight shot straight through my womb, but at the same time I was acutely aware of an emptiness there that needed to be filled with him.

"So, so sweet, just like I knew you'd be," he whispered against the crease of my thigh, swiping his tongue along the skin there.

"Baby, please," I begged. "It's all amazing, but you really need to fuck me now. I want to feel you all the way inside."

He pressed another soft, lingering kiss to my sex and then rose to his knees, his hard erection jutting proudly. I couldn't help but reach my hand out and capture it, slowly jacking the smooth skin up and down. Edward tilted his head back and sighed.

"If you don't stop that, I won't make it inside you," he said, and I regretfully let him go, watching as he grabbed a condom from the nightstand. He rolled it on quickly and re-settled himself between my open thighs. Our mouths met in a tender kiss, and I could taste my arousal on his lips. I felt him slide through my wetness, once, and then again, coating himself, before his cock entered me in a long, smooth stroke.

I arched beneath him, the exquisite fullness taking my breath away for a moment. His mouth moved to the side of my throat and I felt his harsh exhale wash heat over my skin.

"Are you okay?" he asked and I could only nod. He shuddered and surged into me, deep and slow, over and over, and it was everything I needed, all the things I wanted. He was mine and I was his and it was sublime. I wrapped my legs around his lean hips, catching his rhythm and matching it.

"Fuck," he moaned, and it was the sexiest thing I'd ever heard in my life. "You feel so fucking good, Bella."

"Mmmm, so do you, baby," I whispered as he sank into me again and again, the push and pull of his cock just so perfect. My hands slipped up his biceps and over his shoulders, hanging onto him as his thrusts became more forceful and his pace quickened. "Jesus . . . Yes, just like that. . ."

Edward's face was beautiful, tight and fierce as he fucked me harder, chasing our euphoria. He lifted up slightly, changed the angle, and all of a sudden the alignment was ideal for his pubic bone to rub against my clit while the thick head of his cock dragged across the sweet spot deep inside me. That perfect meeting of flesh sparked an electric current that sizzled its way through my very blood, and I squeezed him tighter between my thighs.

"Right there, right there, right there," I chanted breathlessly. "Oh, y-yes, Edward, oh God, G-God. . ."

"Give it to me, angel," he urged roughly. "Let me fucking have it, let me feel it."

White hot ecstasy streaked through my whole body and I came spectacularly, crying out in pleasure. My pussy milked him with quivering contractions and Edward threw his head back and groaned, thrusting forcefully once more before he shuddered and jerked, his cock pulsating inside me.

We both were breathing rapidly, and when I felt his arms begin to tremble with the effort of holding his weight off of me, I pulled him down onto my chest, cradling him there. He was heavy, but in the best possible way. I could feel our hearts hammering between us, and I pressed kisses to his forehead. After a little while, he raised his head to meet my eyes. His were so, so tender in the dark room.

"And I thought you were good in my dreams," I told him breathlessly. "Nothing in my imagination even held a candle to that."

He laughed, then leaned in to kiss me.

"Angel, we're just getting started."

So, yeah. I need to tell y'all that when I first started putting the vague outline of this story together in my head, this is where I began. At that point, I had no idea what would be involved in bringing them to the moment. But the scene of them dashing through the rain, entering the dark house, thunder booming and lightning crashing, clothes dripping, laughter turning to something else? Yeah, it's been with me the whole entire time, playing over and over in my head. There's just something about a Florida rainstorm, I suppose. Now, don't be getting all spoiled about this posting so quickly, that's not gonna happen again anytime soon. LOL But I love y'all and wanted to give this to those who have been waiting ever so patiently. Please let me know your thoughts.