Hello, dear readers. I apologize for the tardiness of this update. Life has been a bit. . .frantic, as of late. But, I do hope you enjoy this. Meet me at the bottom.

EPOV

I barely registered most of the drive back to my house, so consumed was my mind with thoughts of Bella and all of the things I wanted to do to her. She'd shocked the hell out of me when she flashed me her gorgeous, naked breast, but I couldn't fucking deny I'd been hugely turned on. Like her, I'd never really had any exhibitionist fantasies, but just the thought that I was the only one who saw – the only one she wanted to see - what she was doing in that busy restaurant made me painfully hard.

Our whole day together had been amazing. No matter how much time I spent with her, I always wanted more. I'd awakened alone in bed that morning and really had wondered for a few seconds if it had all been a dream. But, the scent of her was on my pillows and her little sexy gown from the night before was tangled among the blankets, so I'd known she was there somewhere. And I'd found her in the kitchen, looking fucking adorable in my old USF shirt.

"Do you hand out candy, Edward?" Bella's random question snapped me out of the memories of that morning.

"Sorry, what?"

"Halloween is next week. I was just wondering if you hand out candy? Are there kids who come to trick-or treat?"

"Yes, actually. If I'm not working, I do hand out candy. There's quite a few kids in the neighborhood, and I get a kick out of seeing them all dressed up," I admitted. "The real little ones are especially cute."

"We have a candy station in the lobby, but usually don't get very many trick-or treaters, though some of the staff do bring their kids by. When I was little, our nanny would take Emmett and I out to some of the houses around, but I always thought it would be fun to hand out candy at the door."

"Well, you're welcome to come and be my candy partner next week."

"Really?" she asked excitedly. "Do you dress up?"

"No," I said with a laugh. "But, I do hand out the good stuff. No raisins, or suckers from my house. I go to Costco and get the big bags of mixed chocolates. You know, with the peanut butter cups and mini Snickers and stuff?"

"Oh, I love peanut butter cups. They've always been my favorite. I love anything that has chocolate and peanut butter." Her sigh was dreamy, and I filed away that information.

"If you're nice to me, I'll let you taste-test some of the goods before the kids get there," I told her with a wink.

"You mean I don't even have to do a trick to get my treat?"

"Angel, I've experienced some of your tricks. I might not survive many more."

"Baby, you ain't seen nothing yet," was her sultry reply, and I was very glad that we were almost back to my house. I drove over the curb pulling into my driveway - haste making me a bit careless - and Bella laughed at me.

We barely made it in the door before her mouth was on mine. Blindly kicking our shoes off, I fumbled to lock the door before walking her backwards towards my bedroom. Her hands knocked the baseball cap from my head before they slipped up under my shirt, and I impatiently yanked it off, tossing it to the floor, then reclaimed her mouth once more. Her hands wandered over my naked torso while she kissed me deep and sweet.

"Mmmm, that's so nice," she said with a sigh when my lips traveled down her throat. I pushed her clothing to the side, eager to once more see her naked tits, and this time be able to touch them and taste them. She shivered when I pinched her bared nipple, then I sucked it deep into my mouth and bit it gently.

"Ah. . . God, Edward." Her fingers tunneled into my hair and she guided my mouth back up to hers. She nipped and sucked at my lips, digging her teeth in and driving me crazy. Then her kisses turned slower and languid, and I was just completely lost in her taste, her scent, her everything.

"Jesus, I want you so much," I mumbled into her mouth. "You have no fucking idea what you did to me in the restaurant, showing me this," I cupped her breast firmly, squeezing and rubbing. "I wanted to lean down and put my mouth all over you."

"I would have let you," she purred. "I would have let you do anything, right there at the table. You make me want so many things, Detective."

"I'll give you anything you want, angel. Just tell me."

Bella pulled back and looked up at me, all flushed cheeks and shining eyes. She was perfect.

"Well," she whispered, walking her fingers over my bare chest. "As much as I adore knowing your scent is all over me, I'd actually really love to take you into that shower, get both of us nice and clean, and then get both of us very dirty again. What do you say?"

"Hmmm, you scrub my back, I scrub yours?"

"Something like that."

"I say, game on."

EotN

In the steam and rippling spray, I took my time touching Bella's beautiful body, worshiping her flesh with my fingers and my mouth, lapping up water droplets that tasted like her skin. We washed each other unhurriedly, and when her soapy, slippery hands finally found my cock, twisting and gently tugging, my knees almost buckled from the sensation. After the lather had been rinsed away, she dropped down and took me in her mouth. She licked and sucked, jacking me with one hand while she nibbled on the head of my dick before swallowing me deep again, and I swear I saw stars. How anyone could look so utterly gorgeous - kneeling there, her mouth filled with the proof of my need for her - was beyond my comprehension. Bella was lust and allure personified.

My fingers slid into her wet hair and her eyes rose to meet mine. She licked the head of my cock like it was her favorite flavor of ice cream, then pressed a kiss to the underside, before standing up and joining our mouths once more. I slipped a hand between her thighs; separate from the water beating down around us, I could feel the silky wet heat of her arousal. Stroking her clit slowly with just one finger, I gently bit the softness of her shoulder, then ran my teeth up the side of her neck to her ear.

"Your pussy is drenched, angel," I said lowly.

"All because of you, Detective."

"Are we clean enough to get dirty again?"

"Absolutely."

We halfway dried off before need just became too much, and her wet hair soaked my sheets, but I didn't care. The only thing I cared about was claiming her. Fucking her. Loving her. My cock was aching, full, and eager.

I laid her back on the pillows and marveled at just how sweetly beautiful she was. Her eyes were practically glowing, golden brown and warm, and her nose and cheeks were lightly touched with pink from being outdoors this afternoon. I could see the thin line of her scar, and bent to kiss it gently.

"I can't even hate it," Bella whispered. I pulled back.

"The scar?"

She nodded, and her hand rose to cup my jaw.

"As scary as it was, if things had not unfolded the way they did, then I might never have met you, Edward. And now. . . . I have no room in my heart for hate. It's just part of our story."

"Our story," I agreed with a smile. I loved the sound of that.

My mouth traveled down her throat and across her collarbone, pressing kisses and biting gently. I pulled one of her hardened nipples into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue and then sucking firmly. Her back bowed up off the bed and her hands drifted into my hair, clutching handfuls as I tasted every inch of her incredible tits. Then I roamed lower, rubbing my cheeks over her ribcage and nibbling the tender skin of her hipbone, which made her squirm.

"Please," she whispered. "I need your mouth, baby. Your tongue."

"Ah, time for my demonstration. Excellent."

Her breathless laugh was cut short as I gave her most intimate flesh a long and savoring lick, tonguing her clit, then sucking it. She moaned loudly, rolling herself against my face and hooking one leg over my shoulder.

I was in heaven; Bella's pussy was the most luscious thing in the world to me, her flavor intoxicating. I gently thumbed those soft lips wider, admiring the carnal beauty of her aroused sex – the inviting little patch of hair, her clit all flushed and swollen. I licked it tenderly, kissed it lovingly, then slid my tongue lower, inside her. My cock thumped painfully when she let out the sexiest little growl.

"God. . yes . . Edward. . . Oh, I love your tongue so much."

I would have grinned if my mouth weren't occupied. Bella was quite vocal when we made love; she could be deliciously dirty, or playful and tender, and I equally adored both sides of her passionate nature.

I slowly fucked her with my tongue, reveling in all the gasps and moans that met my ears.

"Do you want to come like this?"

"Fuck, yes." Her hips writhed impatiently. "Make me come, Edward."

I flicked my tongue against her clit faster, pausing to suck the sweet flesh into my mouth before licking it again. Bella whimpered and trembled, spreading her legs wider and thrusting against my face, fingers digging into my scalp. My cock ached painfully, but I ignored it, determined to push her over the edge with only my mouth. I kissed her pussy with soft suction, drawing and tugging with my lips, and felt the tremors begin in her thighs. It was a sign I was coming to recognize and it meant she was close. My tongue lapped her rapidly and she arched with a loud, sexy moan.

"Oh, oh, oh," she panted, and then a scream tore from her throat and her entire frame trembled as she came, pulling hard on my hair while I feasted on her.

Gentling my mouth when she weakly whimpered and her legs relaxed, I pressed one more soft kiss to her mound before rising to my knees. I couldn't wait any longer, and the sight of her laying there - blissed out, with her legs still spread - had me reaching for the condoms in my nightstand. I rolled one on quickly while she still murmured and twitched, then covered her body with mine. Her eyes opened with a gasp as I slipped through her wet sex and entered her body in one deep stroke. She clenched me with molten heat as I slowly advanced and retreated.

"Edward, oh my God," she moaned. "So good."

Before I realized what she was doing, Bella drew both of her legs back, tilting her pelvis and resting her shins up by her shoulders. The action opened her body even more to me and I rose up, pressing forward on my knees and grasping the backs of her smooth, damp thighs for leverage as I thrust into her over and over, deeper than before. I looked down and could clearly see my cock sliding in and out of her slick pussy. The sight of our joining was exquisite.

"Jesus, you're fucking bendy," I panted.

"Yoga," was her breathless reply. A glance at her face showed me her smile and, as I watched, she slid one hand down her chest, over her stomach, and began stroking herself. Her fingertips rubbed tight circles on her clit and I pistoned my hips harder. Sweat broke out on my forehead and across my back, and I groaned in pleasure as that pulsing, tingling, heat began to spread through my body.

"Are you gonna come again, angel?"

"Yes," she said huskily. "Fuck me harder, baby, I'm so close."

I shoved myself deeper, faster, and Bella tightened all around me, crying out in breathless wails. Seconds later I shook with the force of my own orgasm, pinning her down to my bed as the mind-numbing ecstasy took over.

When I regained use of my muscles again, I rolled off her and onto my back, still breathing hard. I took a moment to toss the condom in the trashcan by the bed, and then gathered my barely conscious angel into my arms. She settled like a dead weight against me and we both dozed for a while, sated and content.

When I finally roused enough to turn my head and look at the clock, I found it was after ten. Pressing a kiss to Bella's forehead, I gently rubbed her arm.

"Come back to me, angel."

Nonsensical mumbling was my only reply, and I grinned before trying again.

"Bella."

This time her sleepy voice came from the wild tangle of hair spread across me.

"Bella can't come to the phone right now. She already came her brains out. Please leave a message."

My chest shook with laughter and she raised her head blearily.

"Excuse me, but you're disrupting my afterglow."

"I promise you I would never willingly disrupt your afterglow," I said with a smile. "But it's getting late and, as much as I wish you never had to leave my bed, we have to be sensible about this."

She frowned and then laid her cheek down on my chest, running her fingers lightly through the hair there.

"I know." Her voice was small. "It's gonna suck to go back to reality, but we both have busy days tomorrow, and I do need to get home to my girls."

We delayed for a couple more minutes before she slipped from my arms and padded to the bathroom while I pulled on some shorts and a t-shirt and went to the kitchen to grab a drink. I cracked open a can of soda and took a few thirsty swigs, my mind replaying some of my favorite moments with Bella over the weekend. Of course, the sex had been utterly amazing. Hands down, she was the most vibrant, exciting, and sensual lover I'd ever had. Her body, her scent, her taste, it was all so addicting to me. I was in love with her, falling deeper every single day, and I really fucking hated letting her ago.

"I'm ready." Her voice sounded from behind me, and I turned to find her standing in the doorway. She was dressed and her hair had been tidied. She looked forlorn and I opened my arms, holding her close when she came near.

"This is ridiculous," she finally said with a small laugh. "I'm actually pouting because I have to leave our bubble. I'm a grown up, for goodness sake, an independent business woman, and I'm acting like a twelve year old who might not ever see her crush again."

"Believe me, I feel the same. But, we'll see each other on Tuesday, only two days from now. And we'll both be so busy until then, the time will fly."

"Yeah, yeah, try to convince yourself there, Detective, because you aren't convincing me," she grumbled and I laughed.

"You're right, it's gonna totally suck."

She raised her head and pressed a kiss to my lips.

"This whole weekend was everything I wished for, and more."

"We'll have more weekends," I promised.

We were quiet on the drive back to her place, lost in our thoughts. Billy opened the lobby doors for us.

"Good evening Ms. Swan, Detective."

We returned his greeting and made our way to the elevators. Once inside, she leaned against me.

"You tired, angel?"

"Mm hmm. We've been quite active, Detective."

I smirked at that, but it was very true. I'd made love with this gorgeous woman four times in the past day and a half, and every time had been amazing. I knew I was going to sleep like the dead tonight and be cursing the alarm come morning.

"Yes, we have. I can't wait to be 'active' with you again."

She giggled as the elevator doors slid open.

"I'm looking forward to it as well."

Ginger and Maryann came running when they heard us enter and we gave them both due attention. I smiled as I watched her fussing over the cats, knowing she did feel a little guilty about leaving them alone all day. Her heart was very tender.

"They're happy to have you back," I said, and she smiled as she stood up.

"Yeah. But, thankfully, they have each other. That's why I adopted two. I know how busy my life can be at times and I wouldn't want one cat to be lonely."

We faced each other, and a sad little smile overtook her lips.

"Me, on the other hand? I'm going to be very lonely."

"Tuesday," I reminded her, squeezing her hands, and she nodded.

We stood in her foyer and one good-bye kiss turned into another and another, until I finally had to make myself step back from those intoxicating lips, or I wouldn't have the strength to go. Still, her pout almost brought me to my knees, and when I stepped inside the elevator by myself, I felt like a piece of me was missing.

Awwww. For those of you that love their love, you're welcome. To those who are wondering when the angst is going to return, it's coming. I wanted to say a special thank you to my most faithful readers, the ones who leave reviews for each chapter, sometimes long ones and sometimes just a word or two, but I promise I adore them all. To anyone new to this story, welcome! And thank you to everyone who has taken the time to go on this little journey with me. I'm humbled. BTW, peanut butter cups actually are my favorite.