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I kept this part until I couldn't withhold it any longer. I am just as impatient as all of you, lol. Hearing your thoughts and feelings is so encouraging. Thank you for allowing me to tell you this tale. It is a pleasure.

Also, I made an error in the last chapter. I used mauling instead of mulling. So embarrassing lol. Anyway, I will go fix that. Thanks for the private message letting me know:)

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Edward's eyes rolled as Isabella's sharp teeth scraped along his jaw. He was trying to do the right thing, but having her naked, with glistening bubbles sliding down her sleek form, made it so difficult to listen to his better judgment. Currently, Edward was on the brink of drowning in her essence, and he had no desire to be saved.

His nose dropped to nuzzle the smooth column of her throat. "Your scent is so damn intoxicating. I could sprinkle your smell on my sheets and stay there for days."

The thought of burrowing beneath the blankets with Edward had the throb between her thighs intensifying. Since her hips were still covered by water, she answered his statement by pressing her breasts into his chest. Her damp fingers played over his nape, her nails biting into his muscles as his nearness fulfilled the loneliness she knew all too well. Tempting him further, she kissed the shell of his ear, letting her tongue trace the outline. She smiled when he shivered in response to the flood of sensation skating through his being.

"Woman, you are playing at things you don't understand," Edward growled, wantonly sucking at her neck. Unable to resist, he let his hands slide down her rib cage. Outlining the bones, he moved back up until his fingers lingered beneath her breast. "If you keep playing games, this is going to go a lot further than a kiss."

Bella smiled when Edward's head tilted, giving her better access to his neck as she licked over his skin. Despite his words, he was silently encouraging her to proceed, a low moan rumbling from his chest. "I don't think you want me to stop." Nipping at the skin near his pec, she let her lashes lift until she could stare into his eyes the dog of tequila giving way to desire. "Do you want me to stop?"

She could feel his erection pressing into her belly. When he shook his head in the negative and whispered fiercely, "No."

Bella grinned, saying, "I didn't think so."

How could Edward possibly resist? For the last several years, he'd been starved for physical as well as emotional attention. Granted he could have any woman he chose, and although he had given in once to Jane to sate his physical urges, none, including Jane, had ever tempted him in the way this tasty morsel did. When her teeth grazed his nipple a hiss left his lips as one hand wound in her hair, as the other feathered the curve of her breast. Pulling her hair until she gazed back at him, Edward lifted a brow. "Are we touching now?"

He'd massaged her breasts numerous times. Out of some weird moral code he'd managed to keep from wandering below her waist. If they kept this up, the thin string of control he held was about to snap.

Bella supposed this was a subtle way of Edward asking if it was okay to touch her. With a smirk on her lips, she whispered, "Do you wanna touch me?"

"Fuck, yes," Edward admitted, his pupils narrowing with a predatory glare. "I want to touch all of you, woman."

Edward willed Isabella to understand what he meant. His attention never wavered from her gaze as his hand cupped her breast, weighing the delicate mound in his palm. "All of you."

Bella shifted in the water as the ache in her clit pulsed. She gasped as his fingers pinched her nipple. Without blinking, she nodded, "Oh wow … That's—that's … yeah, do that."

She was positive the words came out as incoherent babble at this point as lust speared to her core. "Can I touch you as well?"

"By all fucking means." Edward's head fell back on his shoulders as her hands coasted down his torso. He'd been too long without the touch of a woman who aroused him so much, yet the added euphoria of having Isabella caressing him sent elation streaming through every fiber of his body. When her hand floated over his abs, his cock leapt with anticipation, the burn of need consuming every cell. His hips thrust forward of their own accord, silently begging her to continue. When she played a finger around his waistband, he squeezed her breast hard, whispering, "Don't stop now, princess. Please fucking continue."

Hungrily, Edward's mouth slammed down on Isabella's, his tongue diving between her petal-soft lips. While he explored the inner recesses of her silken mouth, his wandering hands continued over her body, his hand dipping below the water's surface. With a bruising touch, he gripped her ass, pulling her tighter in his embrace.

As Edward kneaded the globes of her buttocks, his fingers inched closer to the softness between her legs. He broke their kiss, his mouth finding her ear. "Can I touch your pussy, princess?"

Edward Cullen was many things. He was a crime lord. He made a living dealing in all sorts of illegal activities. He was one of the most feared men in the country, but he was not a rapist. He would never take advantage of an unsuspecting woman. The only way this exploration would go any further is with Isabella's permission.

Bella answered Edward's question with a gesture of her own. She cried out as his teeth bit into the lobe of her ear, feeling drugged, her hand dropped past his waistband to land on his bulge. Eagerly, she explored his erection, relishing the sound of his indrawn breath as he hissed in surprise. "What do you think?"

Biting into the tender flesh of her neck, he growled, "Words, woman. Say the words. Tell me I can touch your pussy."

Bella caressed his shaft through his slacks as she kissed his smooth shoulder. "Yes, Edward. You can touch my pussy. Please, touch my pussy."

"Say it again," Edward growled, "Say it. Edward, you can touch my pussy."

Bella moaned as his kneading fingers skimmed the achy flesh, driving her insane with lust. "Edward, touch my pussy … aaaah, yeah."

Edward didn't need any further encouragement, his long fingers diving between her buttocks to find her molten center. Roughly, he massaged the flesh he found, drowning in waves of lust as he noted the arousal coating and dripping from her pussy. Even beneath the water, her desire was evident, drawing him deeper into the addiction that was Isabella Swan.

Her fingers clamped around his cock, squeezing as she explored the length. Edward's kiss turned aggressive as he took her lips, his tongue driving fast and hard into her mouth, mimicking the desires of his lower body. His searching fingertips located the velvet slit of her opening, and he dipped one inside. When she moaned against his lips, her breath came in heavy pants, as the fever in his blood spiked.

Bella wiggled, a shiver skating down her spine as that one finger slid deep into her wet center. The intrusion of his long finger had her arching, seeking. "More … I want more."

"More," Edward asked. He was completely lost to sanity. Every rational thought skipped straight from his mind as her channel clamped tight around him. His hips bucked as Isabella caressed the crown of his cock. "I want more too, princess. Slip those fingers inside my pants for me."

As he spoke, Edward retracted his finger, sliding around her hip for better access. Roughly, he pushed her legs apart, sliding over her velvety flesh, he rolled her clit. He was thrilled when she cried out, her head falling back leaving her neck exposed. Taking in her parted lips and the dazed look in her eyes, he nibbled the length as he pushed his cock hard against her fingers. "Baby, touch me. I want to fuck your hand."

"Just—ooooo," she cried, as his finger dipped lower into her hot opening. How the hell was she supposed to do anything with him touching her? She couldn't put two thoughts together, let alone navigate the fastenings on his slacks. "I can't think with your … oh my."

Edward took her lips in a possessive kiss as his finger thrust deep into his palm slapping against her clit. Edward's free hand pulled frantically at the snap on his slacks, sighing into Bella's mouth as the fabric went lax. He set a rhythm as he fingered her wet folds, and with his free hand, he located Bella's. Easily, he directed her hand toward the opening and shoved it inside.

Bella's fingers tentatively brushed the smooth, but hardened spike, grazing it with her fingertips. Caressing the length, a giddy rush of air slipped from her throat as Edward pressed his palm against her clit. Hiccuping, her mouth left his as she sought a breath. "You are so soft. How can it be so hard and soft all at once?"

Edward teased the corner of her mouth. He didn't want to talk. To date, their whole relationship had been focused on conversations and most of which he'd had no desire to have. Yes-those convos were groundbreaking, but right now, he just wanted to get lost in the sensation of her wet pussy clamping and sucking on his finger. "I don't know, princess, but if you don't grasp it, I might combust without ever knowing how your fingers feel wrapped around me."

Bella whimpered as his finger stroked against the pillow hidden in her channel. As turned on as she was, she laughed against his chin, sharply nipping his skin.

"Say please," she teased, dragging a finger along his erection.

Edward couldn't withhold his answering chuckle as a growl filled the space around them. "Woman, pull my cock or," he whispered, pulling his finger free from her slick folds. "I take away the candy."

Bella glared at him. "Put them back."

"Wrap your fingers around my cock," Edward returned, slyly, a smile edging his harsh features.

Bella was tempted to keep their game going, yet the need pulsing in her pussy begged her to obey. Running a finger below his lower lip, she studied his drawn features. "You are very handsome when you don't frown so much."

"Don't change the subject, witch. Touch me," he demanded, kissing the tip of her nose. His gaze slid closed as she gave in, her hand wrapping around his length. "Oh shit. Hold it tighter, princess. God, I want to fuck your hand. Pull it out."

Bella had to wonder if she'd been slipped some sort of drug because currently, her mind was just foggy. Surrendering to the lull of lust, she leaned forward and captured his mouth. Kissing him deeply, she gripped him hard, and stroked, loving the way he trembled. When his hand slipped between her thighs, she parted them, creating enough space.

"That feels so fucking good. Fuck, I've—it's never felt this good." Edward's blood rushed through his body, his cock swelling to the point of bursting. "Your pussy is so warm. It would suck my cock right into the tightness. Squeeze it, ah God, yeah."

Salt and spice mingled on Bella's tongue as she kissed down his torso. Cries erupted as his fingers penetrated the spot causing sensations to bounce between her neurons. "Right there, oooooh. More, more, please."

"That's right, beg for it," Edward growled, his hips bucking as her hand tightened around his shaft, pumping and stroking with her own desperation. "My big fucking cock wants … God, I just want to bury it so far inside you."

Breathlessly they panted together, their hands working in earnest to deliver pleasure to the other. Edward buried his face in her hair, relishing the smell and softness against his face. The more he breathed her in, the more the blood intensified in his engorged shaft, until he was shaking. Shoving another finger deep into her pussy, he scissored his fingers, stretching the tight flesh.

Bella felt her own need building to the point of bursting. When he added the second finger, she felt so full and complete, yet devoid at the same time. She didn't think this could get any better until white heat splashed through, her leaving writhing and gasping. Her hold on his cock tightened as sensations speared through her.

"That's it, princess, come on my fingers," Edward groaned. As her tight walls clamped around him, his cock jolted as he fantasized her pussy wrapping around his thick cock. As the fantasy persisted, Edward's crown throbbed, precum pouring in rivers down his swollen flesh.

Bella danced with the stars and Edward nuzzled her neck, his hot breath panting close to her ear, heightening the sensations pounding through her. She was only mildly aware when Edward's hand wrapped around hers and guided her strokes.

Edward's mouth captured hers as his body shook, his balls drawing tight and the head of his cock surged as his pleasure mounted. He ripped his lips from hers, his head falling back on his shoulders as he erupted.

Come shot in long jets over his abdomen and her hand. "Oh, fuck, yes."

His head fell to rest against Bella's. "That was one helluva of a kiss goodnight."

As the fog began to clear, reality came crashing in on Edward. Ever so slowly, he withdrew, at a complete loss for words. As amazing as all of this was, Edward felt his chest constrict. Brushing the hair from her temple, he kissed her ear. Swallowing the emotion clogging his throat, he grabbed a towel from his rack. Pulling Bella to her feet, he wrapped the terry cloth around her. When she was completely covered, he lifted her in his arms.

Leisurely, he left his bedroom and followed the hallway until he came to her door. Pushing it open, he placed her on her bed and dropped a kiss to her nose.

"Have a goodnight, princess."

Fascinated, Bella watched Edward stumble out of the bedroom. As troubling as his expression was, a small bloom of hope blossomed. There was a soul worth saving, she decided, sinking back against her pillows.

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