THE OTHER WOMAN

DISCLAIMER: STEPHENIE MEYER OWNS IT ALL.

September 18, 2015

BELLA

"Thank you, Matt." I say with a smile as I take my purse from his hands. Matt nods at me and excuses himself to go over to Edward.

I bite my bottom lip and anxiously watch them discussing something with tension written in their features. Are they talking about the Denalis? I shudder as I think about that family. How can people be so cruel or deceptive? Edward's family had blind faith in them but they ended up taking advantage of their kindness.

I unlock my phone and check my emails to see if any company has responded to my job applications. I sigh with disappointment when I see there is no new email in my inbox. It's been two days. Does it really take this long? How am I going to earn a living? I need money for everything.

My stomach is in uneasy knots as I think about my financial issues. I've cried enough about losing my bookstore but now it's about time I start working somewhere else. What if I get a job offer in a different city? Can I stay away from Edward? No. Even the thought of that is painful. I need to look for jobs in Seattle.

I blink back the tears of frustration and feel someone's eyes on me. I look up and find Edward staring at me with a thoughtful expression as Matt speaks with him. His eyes silently question me and I manage a small smile on my face. I put my phone back in my purse and play with the hem of my blouse.

My clothes in the car are semi dried, and I can put them back on. I stare at my feet and my mind becomes preoccupied with thoughts of my job prospects again. I don't hear Edward walking over to me but I gasp in surprise when he embraces me. I wrap my arms around him and hide my face against his chest. My troubles seem less scary when I'm in his arms.

"I just had this feeling that you needed a hug." Edward whispers against my hair and I try to keep my tears at bay. I nod furiously and tighten my arms around him.

"Thank you."

"It has started to drizzle again. Let's get inside your apartment."

I compose myself and pull back to smile at Edward. He strokes my cheek and brushes his lips against mine. He offers me a warm smile and I frown when he wraps the soft blanket around me again.

"Why the blanket?"

"Your shirt is still a little see-through. I don't want men ogling at you."

I roll my eyes. "Sure."

His lips curled into an impish grin and I wonder what he has in mind. I watch his hand reaching inside my blanket, underneath my blouse, and caressing my skin. Goosebumps rise all over my body from his electric touch and I stifle a moan. He pulls me flush against him and my breathing hitches in the process.

"Come."

Edward interlocks our hands and leads me to the elevator. The doors slowly open and we step inside. He frowns, staring at the lack of lighting inside the confined space. There are four round ceiling lights, but only one is working while the rest are out. He already hates my apartment as it is and now he has another reason to ask me to move.

"I swear to god, if I owned this building I would've torn it down years ago." He mutters under his breath and I huff.

"Then I'm grateful that you don't."

"Bella, seriously? How can you live here?"

"Just like the other people do."

"I have an apartment in the city, you can move there. I'll let you pay me rent if you want."

"I'll think about it." I whisper but that suggestion is out of question. I can't afford to pay rent for his lavish apartment.

"Thank you. And maybe this won't be a bad experience." He mutters and leads me to the corner where the light barely reaches.

"Hey, hold it!" I hear someone yell and I look over Edward's shoulder to see it's Mrs. Schiffer's son.

I press 'Stop' and Edward grabs my blanket and drags me to the back. I stifle my giggle when Edward caresses my stomach. I push myself against him so that he stops making me squirm. His hand strokes against my hips and reaches my panties. He pushes them to the side and plays with my wet folds. I moan softly when he pumps a finger inside me.

He presses his hand on my mouth and kisses my cheek. "You need to stay quiet."

I nod and he takes his hand off. I wrap the blanket tighter around me when a cool breeze passes but my body is on fire because of Edward. He pumps his finger faster inside me and I turn in his arms. He kisses my lips and his thumb makes circles against my clit. I grab his shirt in my hands and whimper against his mouth.

Edward looks behind me and suddenly turns me in his arms to face the elevator again. I see Mrs. Schiffer walking inside the elevator at a snail's pace along with her son. I offer her a smile and she smiles back kindly.

"Bella, dear how have you been?"

"Pretty good. How was your vacation with little Ian?" I squeak and her son gives me a weird look.

"It was wonderful. Oh, did you get soaked in the rain?" I nod, tightening the blanket around me. "I hate this weather and my legs are killing me. Are you not well, dear?"

"Yeah, I'm feeling a little under the weather." I whisper and sigh softly when Edward stretches his fingers inside me and massages my insides.

My eyes fall on Mrs. Schiffer's son who is staring at me with a hint of recognition in his features. I hope he won't say anything out loud. Ugh, why is the night guard taking so long to get a chair for Mrs. Schiffer?

Edward shifts a little away from me to get into the light and mutters something under his breath. He kisses my temple and takes a step forward. Mrs. Schiffer's son gazes at me and then his eyes fall on my boyfriend. He straightens and nervously nods.

"M-Mr. Cullen."

"Good evening, Sean."

"Good evening, sir." He beams at us and I turn to Edward—who adds his third finger deep inside me. I bite my bottom lip to stop a whimper from escaping my lips.

"Bella, this is Sean Schiffer. He works in HR for our company if I'm not wrong."

Sean nods, surprised that Edward remembers him. I'm just as surprised. He has so many people working under him, how can he remember every single person?

"Sean, aren't you going to introduce me?" Mrs. Schiffer asks and her eyes gaze at Edward with a dreamy smile. Wow, 'the Edward Cullen effect' works on women over 60 as well.

"Yes of course. Mom this is my boss, Edward Cullen. Mr. Cullen, this is my mother, Debra." Mrs. Schiffer grins and Edward sends his 100 megawatt smile in her direction.

"Mrs. Schiffer, it's lovely to meet you. Bella mentions you quite often and I was looking forward to meeting you." He says in his velvet soft voice and kisses my cheek. I blush and look away.

"Aren't you sweet," The night guard brings a chair for her as always and she gives it a distasteful look. "I'm fine on my feet. You make me feel like an old hag."

Edward chuckles and speeds up his fingers inside me. My insides start to quiver as I tighten around his fingers. Oh god, I need to stay quiet. Mrs. Schiffer sits on the chair and Sean helps her with something I can't see in the dull lighting.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Schiffer. You're fine," Edward says, and she turns to him with a smile. "A timeless beauty, trust me."

She heartily laughs and looks at me. "Don't let this one go."

I smile as I try to control the orgasm waiting to rip me apart. "I won't."

I cover my moan with a cough and turn towards Edward. He rubs my back and kisses my forehead. He touches his forehead to mine and gives me a soft smile.

"Don't worry," His fingers pick up their pace. "I'll make some soup for you, okay?"

I feel the familiar nerves building as the elevator doors close and he cuts my moan off with a kiss. I tug against his bottom lip as my body shudders with an amazing orgasm. It takes me a second to calm down and I wrap my arms around his neck.

I peek towards the other two people in the elevator but they are deep in a conversation. I turn to Edward and kiss his neck. I snuggle against him and close my eyes.

"Thank you."

"I love you."

I let out a soft sigh when he pulls his fingers out of me. "I love you, too."

"Open," He says softly and presses one of his fingers to my lips. I open my mouth and suck his finger clean, tasting my sweet juices. His eyes darken when I suck it deeper into my mouth.

Edward shakes his head and retracts his finger. He swiftly kisses my lips and deepens our kiss, moaning softly.

"See how you taste? Like the sweetest, richest bottle of wine." My cheeks flame and he chuckles, just as I hear the elevator opening on the third floor.

Edward unwraps his arms from around me and walks over to help Mrs. Schiffer to her apartment. I bid her goodbye and walk past them to unlock my apartment. I glance at Edward when I hear him laughing and speaking to her about something.

We both step inside my apartment and he immediately presses me against the door. He switches on a side light and gazes at me with a loving smile. He strokes my cheek and leans forward to tenderly kiss me.

"We have a lot to talk about." He murmurs and I nod, pecking his lips.

I take my heels off and carry them to the bedroom. I walk to the laundry room and grab Edward's t-shirt and PJs that he had left from the last visit. There is another pair, which he can wear tomorrow. I hand him the clothing and rush to my bedroom to get rid of my wet clothes.

I strip out of my garments and put on a black cotton vest top and boy shorts. I brush my hair and make it presentable and a little bouncy.

I'm ready.

I stand in the hallway and find a door open out of my periphery. I turn to see it's the storage room. Why is the door open? I don't remember the last time I opened it. The room is filled with a lot of pillows. I walk over and frown when I see, half the pillows are gone. I shrug to myself and close the door.

A laughter escapes my lips when I walk into the living room and find the carpet filled with pillows. Edward has shifted my coffee table next to the couch and every single space of my carpet is occupied by different pillows. The sight is very dreamy.

My mind gets distracted when I hear the hum of a machine coming from near Edward. Oh, he turned on the fireplace. He turns down the gas when the heat is sufficient.

Edward turns in my direction and his lips curl into a sexy smile taking in my clothes. He sits on a pillow and pats the space next to him. I chuckle and carefully walk over to where he is. I take a seat by his side and kiss his cheek.

"Why do you have so many different pillows?" He asked while gazing at me curiously and I chuckle.

"They are from Ben and Angela's old place. They didn't have enough space at their new apartment. I had a spare store room, so they left them here."

"They make a good bed."

I laugh and nod. "Don't they?" I stare into his gorgeous green eyes. "What is it that you wanted to talk about?"

"Well I was reading those letters," He points to the two envelopes on the TV cabinet. "They're going to auction your bookstore."

I nod and play with the hem of my vest.

"I know." My eyes glaze over with tears and I don't dare to look at him.

"What are you going to do now?"

I shrug. "I don't know. I've applied for jobs at a couple of places. I've been waiting for responses for the past two days."

I hear him sigh. "Why don't you write a book instead of getting a job? You've always wanted to write a cookbook, haven't you?"

"But—But, I need to earn money to live."

"You don't have to pay the apartment rent, you have a closet full of clothes thanks to my sister and you have enough savings to buy groceries for a couple of months. What's the problem?"

"I love working." I stare into his eyes and he smiles at me.

"I know," He whispers and strokes my cheek. "But, you've worked all your life. Maybe you should take a break for a couple of months. You can take time off and get some peace."

"Do I need to?" I ask and crawl over to sit on his lap.

A smile plays on his lips. "I think you should."

"I don't know, Edward."

I press my face against his neck and close my eyes. His hand rubs my back and the other one is tightly wrapped around me. He kisses my hair and I pull back to look at him.

"I did some shopping two days ago," He whispers and I frown.

"I thought Ursula was your personal shopper."

He laughs. "This was a different kind of shopping."

"What did you buy?"

"Land on Pike Street."

"Why?"

"Real estate is a good investment, love." He nuzzles against my hair.

"Okay."

"You want to know about it?" I nod and rest my head on his shoulder. "It's across from the Pacific. You know the place behind your store?" I nod again. "That one."

"The photography studio? I've heard it was selling for a fortune. But, you shouldn't have a problem with that." I mutter the latter part under my breath.

"Well, I am acquiring the land in front of it so I bought the studio too. That way, I can have the whole block to myself."

"Oh? But the front has my…" My sentence trails off and I look up at him in shock. He bought my store? He said that, right? He bought my store!

"You," I croak out and clear my throat. "You bought my store?"

"Kind of."

"Really?" My voice breaks and he smiles, nodding his head. "Oh, I love you so much. Thank you, thank you!"

I tightly hug him and he kisses my hair. "I know how much that place means to you, love. I would never let you give it up."

"Thank you; I don't know how to thank you enough." A sob escapes my chest, and he pulls me closer to him. "I can't believe you bought my bookstore for me. They were going to sell it off."

"I know. I just need to speak to you about something before the sale is final." His tone turns serious and I pull back to look at him.

"What is it?"

Edward slides me off his lap and wipes away my tears. "There is something I have needed to get off my chest for the last two days."

"Sure." I nod.

"Why didn't you tell me about the IRS letters!" He yells and I jump a little, completely startled by his outburst. "It took me one phone call to solve your fucking problem! Those were letters from the IRS, Isabella. You can't just stash them in your office like a bunch of crap! They mean something. I play golf with the Director at least twice a month! He solved the problem in minutes. None of this would've happened if you had been kind enough to share your troubles with me! Was it too much to ask? No. But you still didn't!"

I stare at his angry face for a whole minute. I can hear my heart pounding in my chest as I try to stay calm. He looks so mad at me.

"Sorry." I whisper and his eyes soften.

Edward pulls me onto his lap and tightly hugs me. He presses his face against my neck and I fold my hands behind his neck.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you. But I was so angry when I found out. You shouldn't keep things like this from me, Bella. If they matter to you, they matter to me."

"I promise I won't from now on."

"Good. I love you."

"I love you too, Edward."

"Now, we can schedule a meeting at my office to talk about it."

I release him and stare at his handsome face. "A meeting?"

"Yes," He smiles. "You can have a thorough discussion with Edward Cullen, point by point." His voice is incredibly husky and seductive.

I giggle. "His intentions don't seem to be very decent."

"Why? He is a good person. But, he has a very hard schedule for the next two months."

I pout. "Oh, that's bad. But, I can try to be persuasive. He is a man after all."

"What does that mean?"

"All men are the same, sweetheart," I whisper, caressing his face. "I think he is hotter than my boyfriend. He wears expensive Italian suits and has a sexy, brooding stare. Oh, he can throw me on his desk and have his way with me anytime." I say and he groans.

"Bella! You're ruining the fun!" He pouts.

I laugh. "Am I? Are you telling me that you are jealous of your own description?"

"Yes! It's very disturbing."

"Okay," I mumble and peck his lips. "Should I call his office and make an appointment?"

"Or you could just ask him."

"Mr. Cullen," I stare at him from under my lashes. "May I have an hour of your time on Monday?"

He snakes his arms around my waist and gives me a thoughtful look.

"I have back-to-back meetings on Monday. Let me check, Ms. Swan."

Edward grabs his phone from the side and places a call to someone.

"Good evening, Julie… My Monday schedule… Yes, is there a conference call after five?... No, they'll be back by then, Monday is a day off… Sure, reschedule the phone conference for Tuesday… I need my schedule cleared after six… It's a business meeting… No, don't contact Sylvia… Isabella Swan… Thank you, good night."

He ends the call and beams at me.

"All set, Ms. Swan. I can't wait for the meeting."

"After office hours?" I ask innocently and he nods.

"It's a tad special one; let's just leave it at that."

"Okay." I nod, offering a smile.

"You can wear this exact outfit for our meeting." His hand grazes against my thigh and I sigh softly.

"I don't think my boyfriend would appreciate that, Mr. Cullen," I murmur breathlessly. "He is very protective of me. He doesn't even tolerate sex swing scenarios."

Edward glares at me. "Maybe I will buy a sex swing and get those disturbing pictures out of your head." He mutters something under his breath but I definitely hear the word 'Mike'. I giggle and he gives me a soft kiss. "You had to open your smart mouth, didn't you?"

I just kiss him back and we pull back a minute later.

"Did you really buy my store?"

"Yes, my love." He kisses my nose.

"How am I going to pay you back?"

"You don't have to," He strokes my cheek. "Although you can take showers with me. That'll even us up."

I roll my eyes and cuddle closer to him.

"Hey, what about the file in your car? Are you going to show it to your parents?" I ask softly and he sighs.

"The copies of those documents will reach their house at 9 am tomorrow morning."

"Will there be a lot of disagreement over them? Your parents are going to be so mad when they find out what Eleazar Denali has done."

"Hmm, they will be relieved that I finally have everything on paper. They know about everything in bits and pieces but not to the entire extent of things."

"I think you should be at their place when they received the documents."

"No, I don't have to. They need to speak about everything privately before I talk to them. Plus, I'd rather spend my time with you."

I pull back and gaze into his piercing green orbs lovingly staring at me. The fire crackles not far from us and I can feel a charge surrounding our bodies. I watch his eyes darken and my heart rate audibly speeds up as adrenaline courses through my veins. I bet Edward can hear my rapidly beating heart.

I gasp softly as desire pools in the pit of my stomach. His stare is so carnal and sensuous that my want for him increases with every passing second. My lips part as I try to breathe and remain unmoving as his erection stirs against me. Oh, I want him so badly.

I raise my shaky hand and stroke his cheek. Edward closes his eyes and leans against my touch, sending sparks shooting up and down my arm. I'm so lucky to have him in my life. He opens his eyes. and they are filled with so much warmth, the words whisper out of my mouth before I can stop myself.

"Make love to me, Edward."

His answering smile is patient and understanding as he pulls my face closer to his.

"I love you so much baby."

"I love you too."

Edward crashes his lips against mine in a searing kiss and I moan, feeling the zeal in his kiss. He wants me as much as I want him. Our lips remain connected as he gently presses my body into the soft pillows.

"You're so beautiful," He whispers, hovering over me and stroking my cheek. He leans forward and grazes his teeth against my bottom lip, making me whimper. He trails soft kisses to my ear and brushes his lips against the shell. He licks it and blows softly in my ear making me giggle. "Your body is so responsive, I love that."

"Edward," I sigh and his lips curl into a smile against my ear. "Please." I murmur and he gives me a soft smile.

"Patience, my love. I intend to take my sweet time with you. We have all night." He mumbles, dragging kisses to my neck. He bites against my skin and I moan softly. He sucks against my neck and his hands remain above my waist for some reason. Ugh, I know he is going to be a tease tonight. "God, you have the smoothest skin," He says as he places kisses on my neck.

His lips plant kisses on the parts where he bit me while his hand reaches for the hem of my vest top. He pulls back from me and I help him pull it over my head. He tosses it away and smiles at me. I blush and he connects our lips for a soft kiss.

My hands knot in his soft hair as he kisses my shoulder and collarbone while his while his fingers pinch and rub my nipples in his warm hands. He blows on my puckered nipples and I whimper softly due to his deft touch. He leans down and takes a nipple in his mouth. I arch my back, bringing his face closer to my chest as he kisses and caresses my breasts.

Finally, his hands travel to my thighs and I spread my legs wider for him. His lips curl into a smile against my ribs and he grazes his lips against my side. I stroke his hair and sigh softly as his feather soft kisses make my toes curl. I squirm and he chuckles as he kisses just inside my hip bone and along my waist. I am wet, helpless and gasping for breath under his touch.

Edward moves south and his hands thankfully reach for my boy shorts. He sits on his knees and takes them off, leaving me naked. I frown staring at his full-clothed form.

"You're overdressed." I murmur and he smirks, taking off his t-shirt.

He grabs my ankles and spreads them wide. I flush with the sight of him between my legs and feel a bead of sweat travelling down the back of my neck. My eyes lock on the massive hard on in his PJs while he is busy staring at my face.

"Love, are you okay?"

My eyes meet his. "Is it hot in here?"

He tips his head in the direction of the fireplace, answering my question. "I'm perfectly fine."

Edward puts my legs over his shoulder and kisses my toes, moving to my instep and then ankles. His lips skim across my calves and he finally situates himself between my thighs. My clit is already throbbing from his innocent kisses and my head swims with the thoughts of him. I gasp and close my eyes, feeling his kisses on my inner thighs. His kisses turn wetter and longer as they move towards my sex. I can feel my orgasm approaching as his hands reach up to play with my nipples.

"Edward, I'm so close."

I whimper and he continues his slow ministrations. I suddenly feel his teeth sink into my soft flesh which causes me to rotate my hips against his mouth. I open my eyes and look down to find him intensely gazing at me waiting for an orgasm to rip through me. I blush and moan softly when his tongue laps up my juices from the outer lips. His action sends me over the edge and I violently come but don't have enough time to experience it before he starts in again.

Edward dives right in and parts my lips with his tongue and kisses my inner lips. I grip the pillows in a tight fist as my body can't stay still from his torturous and pleasurable movements.

"You're so beautiful, Bella."

I cry out his name when he sucks on my clitoris and his thumb circles my hood. My legs stretch and squirm as I try to create some friction against my body.

"Faster, please. Edward!" I beg, hoping he would listen to me.

"Stay still, love. You're getting fairly restless."

"Faster, please."

I turn breathless when his two fingers start plunging in and out of me. My body vibrates and heat envelops me as I focus my mind on his mouth and hands pleasuring me. My right hand squeezes my breast and the other one buries inside his soft, copper hair. He plants soft kisses on my inner thighs as his fingers continue their sweet assault.

I lean on my elbows to stare at his handsome face between my legs. His eyes pierce into mine and he licks my outer walls, ensuring that not even a single part of my pussy remains untouched or not kissed. His hand makes soothing circles on my stomach and my hips jerk upwards, grinding against his long fingers.

I push his head closer to my sex and my body quivers as I feel my second orgasm approaching. I wipe the sweat on my hairline and scream his name as an orgasm wrenches from inside me.

I remain motionless on the pillows due to the two out of the world orgasms Edward has just given me. I feel his lips kissing my hands and arms and my eyes lock with his. I finally gain consciousness when his lips curl into a gorgeous, crooked smile. I lean in and press my lips against his.

"You are quite a screamer, angel," Edward murmurs against my lips, making me blush. "People will think somebody is trying to kill you."

I try to gather my wits but am unable to find them.

"Hmm." Is all I can say.

"Tired?" I shake my head. Never for this. "We do have a long night ahead of us."

"Hmm"

"You're hot." Edward mumbles against my cheek.

"Am I?" I ask with a smile and he chuckles, nuzzling against me.

"Maybe I can help you with that."

"What…?" My sentence trails off when he gives me an impish grin and stands up. I roll my eyes and grab the blanket from the sofa to cover myself.

I hear his footsteps returning and my curiosity piques when I notice a bowl in his hand. I frown. He walks over to me and pulls the blanket away. I try to sit up but he shakes his head. He perches the bowl on the pillow and hovers over me again. His lips descend on mine and I wrap myself to him. I tug on the waistband of his trousers and pout.

"Edward, please." I murmur against his neck and he smiles, stroking my cheek.

"Let me cool you down, you're hot."

I smile when he plants soft kisses all over my face the heat that had barely died down, envelops us again. I concentrate on his hands roaming over my body and realize how much I have wished for this ever since I have gotten to know him. I gasp when something cold unexpectedly touches my lips. It's a cube of ice.

It slides all over my face before trailing to my neck. I moan softly when his hot breath and the cold ice give me mixed sensations. The ice cube moves to my shoulders, collarbone and glides between the valley of my breasts. The ice touches every part of my body that Edward is kissing. As he brings the cube up to my hardened nipples, he switches between my breasts and a shiver runs down my spine.

Edward lets the cube of ice rest in my navel after the front of my body is cold and wet from his ice cube ministrations. I open my eyes and pull him to me. Our lips meet for a soft kiss and I shudder as my lips feel warm against his. My hands yank on his PJs and I pull them down, letting his erection spring free.

He takes them off and leans closer to me. I can hear my heart pounding in my chest as I feel his hard cock against my sex. I can feel my juices leaking, the ice melting on my body and his green eyes boring into mine.

I bring his face closer to me and give him a soft kiss. We both moan when he rubs against me. I really hope he fits me perfectly. Edward leans down and tugs my bottom lip between his teeth and releases it with an audible pop.

"I love you, Bella."

I give him a chaste kiss. "I love you, Edward."

Edward offers me a warm smile and his hand disappears between my legs. I feel his erection circling against my sex before he fills me halfway. I moan from the slight pain that shoots through me and take a deep breath. I have never been with a man who is as big as Edward. I open my eyes and find him softly gazing at me. When he is about to speak, I connect our lips for a kiss and wrap myself tighter around him.

I touch my forehead to his and nod as he plunges inside me. We both groan softly and I feel so full having him inside me. My overwhelmed senses heighten when he slowly thrusts in and out of me. His harsh breathing mingles with mine and I push my heels into his hips, pulling him in deeper.

"You are so tight, Bella. God," He sighs softly, his green eyes hold a hard, passionate emotion as he eases himself into me. I stroke his cheek and his eyes pierce into mine as we fit perfectly against each other. My body grows accustomed to his rhythm and my hips move to meet his thrusts.

My mind forgets everything but us as my body is overcoming with a strong emotion building inside me. I know he is holding out, taking it slow for me and his teeth tug against my bottom lip. I open my eyes and meet his restrained gaze.

"Faster, please." I whisper and he kisses my forehead.

Edward effortlessly pounds into me and I scream his name in delight. He cradles my face in his hands as he relentlessly thrusts into me. I can feel the familiar sensation building up and the cold water on my body is on fire. It has never been this way for me but god, it's unbelievable.

My nails rack over his back as I try to hold in the orgasm to last longer. I feel his lips against my overheated neck, cooling my skin with gentle kisses. I stiffen and he pulls back to look into my eyes.

"Come for me, baby." He whispers in a breathless, husky voice.

I let out a cry as I climax around him, feeling my body shattering into millions of pieces as pleasure takes over every other sensation of my body as I explode. Edward powerfully plunges into me and his lips press against my neck as he groans my name, emptying inside me.

I wait for my breathing to return normal as well as my heart. Edward smiles at me and I blush, gazing at him from under my eyelashes. He eases out of me, making me wince. He snuggles against my neck and I smile, stroking his hair.

He sighs softly, his lips curling into a grin against my neck. I feel heat radiating off us and my eyes race over to the crackling fireplace. Everything seems so romantic.

"I think we ruined the pillows." He murmurs and I giggle.

"We put them to a much better use."

"That's true," He leans on his elbow to smile at me. "I love you."

"Oh, I love you too."

Edward showers kisses on my neck, my collarbone and my shoulder and god, it feels amazing. I moan softly when he kisses my lips and his tongue tangles with mine. My hands travel to his chest, down to his abs and I feel his erection stirring against my stomach. I chuckle and break our kiss.

"Already?"

He smirks. "Oh, I have a very fast recovery rate."

"Hmm, that will definitely come in handy."

"I think so too."

Edward pulls me onto his chest and I sigh when his hands roam over my back, my ass and legs. He rolls us over, pressing my front onto the pillows and I feel his soft breathing against my neck. His lips drag from the back of my neck to my naked back.

"You don't get tired too quickly, do you?" I ask and he chuckles, brushing his lips against my ear.

"Oh baby, we're just getting started."

I love the sound of that.

September 19, 2015

I feel warm and sore when I wake up. I shift a little and a sigh escapes my lips. I wrap the duvet tighter around my naked body and try to recall last night's events. Shopping with Angela, going to the beach, Edward showing up and telling me that he loves me and making love to him all night. Everything was perfect.

My eyes flutter open and I realize I'm sleeping on my stomach. I pat the space next to me but Edward is not here. I roll on my back and sit up, holding the duvet to my chest. I check the alarm clock on the nightstand and it reads 08:07 am. Wow, that's pretty early.

My stomach growls when the aroma of bacon and strawberries assaults my senses. Oh, is he making breakfast? I thought we would go out for breakfast. But, never mind. I get out of the bed and wince at the pain between my legs. Okay, it's hurting more than I thought it would. Edward will probably berate himself for that.

I open my closet and decide to put on my white nightshirt. I slide it over my head and sit on the bed. I scoot closer to the nightstand and grab my phone. There are a couple of missed calls from Angela. I can talk to her later.

I look up when I hear footsteps approaching the bedroom and Edward comes into my view with a smile on his face. Oh, he is so handsome. He is dressed in his spare pajama bottoms, and is holding a tray of breakfast goodies in his hands.

Edward puts the tray down and sits on the bed next to me. I give him a big smile, wrap my arms around him and kiss his cheek.

"Good morning, beautiful." He says in a velvet soft voice. I blush and rest my head on his shoulder.

"Morning, handsome."

"I made breakfast."

"It smells delicious."

Edward chuckles and showers kisses on my neck. I tilt my head to give him better access and his hand travels inside the shirt. I stiffen when he touches my thighs. He freezes and I shyly peek at him. His eyes stare at me with a hard expression.

"You're sore, aren't you?"

It takes me an entire minute to muster up the courage to nod, and he groans. "Jesus, Bella! Why didn't you tell me! How hurt are you?"

"I'm fine," I say softly and stroke his cheek. His gaze softens, and he shakes his head.

"I'm sorry, I really am."

I roll my eyes. "It's not like I was virgin. I'm fine, Edward. It'll get better in an hour. It's been awhile for me and you have quite a package, Mister. It doesn't even hurt anymore."

"Are you sure?" I nod and he smirks and then sighs with relief. "Good."

I shake my head and my stomach growls again. He chuckles and kisses my cheek. I blush and look past him at the tray full of food.

"I think I'm hungry."

"Are you?" I nod and he places the tray on his lap. "When was the last time you ate?"

Uh-oh.

"Yesterday at six pm. Angela and I were at the mall and we had Chicken Alfredo."

What the hell am I saying?

He tips my chin in his direction and I stare into his green eyes. "Bella, when was the last time you ate?"

"I uh, didn't eat anything yesterday." I mumble and his eyes fill with rage like I have never seen before. He shuts his eyes and takes a deep breath. He opens his eyes and hands me a knife and fork.

"Eat." He whispers, his voice is barely audible and I know he is trying to control his anger. I quickly start eating. He has cooked Belgian waffles, scrambled eggs and bacon.

I moan as soon as I eat a slice of the waffles. They are delicious.

"Edward, these waffles are delicious."

"Well they should be, you haven't eaten in 24 hours."

I ignore his comment and continue eating. He remains quiet as we eat and I steal glances at him as he is busy eating and checking his phone at intervals.

"Edward, what time did you wake up to make breakfast?"

Edward patiently gazes at me and there is still no smile on his face.

"I went for a quick jog around the block and then I had some time before connecting to a conference call." He shrugs.

It takes me ten minutes to finish my food.

"Thank you for the breakfast, it was great."

"Should I make something more? Are you still hungry? I made a lot of food because we didn't have dinner last night, I had no idea you were hungry all day."

"Would you please let it go? I ate my breakfast."

"Sure," He mutters curtly and I sigh softly. His phone buzzes inside his pants and he pulls it out to check the name. He frowns and looks at me. "I have to take this call. Excuse me."

Edward gets off the bed and I carry the tray to the kitchen. I quickly wash the dishes and return to my bedroom but find him nowhere. I hear the splashing of water coming from the bathroom and his voice still speaking on the phone. I step inside and notice he is filling the bathtub with warm water. I brush my teeth and he gazes at me for a moment before exiting the bathroom.

Okay.

I brush my teeth and splash ice cold water on my face. I dry off with a towel and stare at my reflection in the mirror. He shouldn't be so pissed at me for not eating yesterday. But, I was too depressed to eat. I stifle a yawn and push the shower curtain away. Oh, the bath looks so inviting. I wish Edward would join me, but he is mad at me.

"Bella?" I gasp startled and turn to look at him but my leg slips on the water splayed on the tiles. I grasp the shower curtain for support and try to balance myself. If I fall, it's going to end badly.. Edward rushes over and gathers me in his arms before I fall to the floor. I tightly hug him and hear his fast heartbeat. He was scared.

"Baby, are you okay?" I nod, tightening my arms around him. "God, you scared me. Please be careful," He releases me and his eyes hold a pleading expression. "Every inch of you is precious to me. Please."

"Don't stay mad at me. I won't skip a meal again, I promise," I murmur and he smiles, holding my face in his hands.

I wrap my arms around his neck and crash my lips against his. I moan when his tongue enters my mouth and our breaths mingle. I tug at his hair and he sighs against my mouth. Oh, I want him so badly. But I know he'll refuse to do anything because I'm sore. My hand rubs against his hard cock pressed against my stomach and he bites hard on my bottom lip. I groan and realize I have a sore throat too.

"Good god, Bella! Don't do that." He leans his forehead against mine and takes a deep breath.

"Okay." I whisper and he kisses my forehead.

"How about a warm bath? It will help you with the soreness." He pulls me flush against him and I nod, giving him a chaste kiss.

"You know, I'll be fine after the bath." I mention as Edward unbuttons my sleepshirt. He gives me an amused smile.

"You think so, Ms. Swan?" I nod instantly and he laughs. "We'll see."

"Edward, really. I know my body." I say earnestly.

"Get in the bath, baby."

Ugh, he is going to be stubborn about this. I can feel it.

I smile when Edward enters the room after his phone call. He is dressed in his pajama pants which hang low on his hips. He saunters over to me with a crooked smile on his face and I wrap my arms around his neck.

"Hi." He mumbles against my lips.

"Hey. You look happy."

"I had a very interesting bath with my girlfriend."

I roll my eyes. "Well, you really are stubborn enough to not have sex."

He chuckles, shaking his head. "I'd suggest wearing something loose."

"Okay," He pecks my lips and sits on my bed. "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to watch you get dressed. Why, is there a problem with that?"

"Well, by the time I get dressed, you are going to have a problem." I point to his trousers and he laughs.

"Oh woman, just get dressed."

"Alright. Are we staying all day in my apartment?"

"We can go out for dinner, if you want," He murmurs and I turn to find him scrolling through his phone. "Or we can go to my place."

Hmm, I've always been interested in seeing his place.

Edward calls someone and motions for me to take off my towel. I roll my eyes and run a hand through my hair.

"Good morning, Kyle… Yes, I spoke to Ursula about it," The personal shopper? "Yeah, I just need to know about the edits you made… What about the railing loading?" Edward groans. "Kyle, I said 8850.74 lb/in! Make immediate changes." He snaps and I sit on the edge of the bed to stare at his serious face. Oh, he looks so handsome.

Edward continues speaking. "Stair Tread loading sounds perfect… The clearance should be 1.9" from the wall… No, I don't have the data with me right now… The fixings are perfect, so I'm fine with that… Send the blueprint by 12 noon… That's okay… Alright, then." He ends the call and smiles at me.

"So, my place?" He asks and I nod eagerly. "Matt is bringing clothes for me. We'll leave after I get dressed. I'll let Mrs. Cope know to serve lunch."

"Okay. I'm very excited to see your house." I whisper and stand up. I walk over to my closet and open the lingerie chest.

"I suggest crotchless panties," He says from his position on the bed. "Or don't wear panties at all."

"You would like that, wouldn't you?"

"I would love that."

I choose to wear a black lace trimmed cotton thong. I bend a little and put it on. I hear Edward groaning behind me.

"Bella!" He whines. "I'm not enjoying this at all. You aren't taking off your towel!"

"Well, nobody told you to stay and watch. Get out!"

I slide my towel down to my waist and put on a matching black lace bra. I smile to myself and wrap the towel around my chest again. I turn to Edward and his dark gaze makes me shiver.

"You really shouldn't have done that." He whispers and his voice is filled with a sensual warning. My body resonates with desire. How would he make me pay?

"How exactly?" I smile sweetly and flutter my lashes.

He suddenly smiles and lazily sprawls on the bed. "You know, I understand. You're shy, I get it. It's really not your fault. I'm sorry, baby. I'll leave if you want." He makes a move to leave. I know what he is trying to do.

"Do you really think I'm shy, sweetheart? Oh, I can be pretty bold if I want to. You can ask some of my exes, like Mike."

His face visibly pales and he frowns at me. "You never mentioned he was an ex-boyfriend."

"Oh, yes. He was. We had a lot of fun together. Role plays, handcuffs, blindfolds," I lie smoothly and shrug. "Who told you I was shy? My friends?" He nods and his expression reminds me of a little boy whose puppy has just died. "You shouldn't believe everything you hear."

I walk over to the edge of the bed and drop my towel on the floor. Edward sits up and drinks in the sight of me with those beautiful green eyes of his. I crawl onto the bed and sit astride his lap, feeling his erection poking against me. He remains still, his eyes moving with my actions. I hover my lips over his and smile softly.

"By the way, I just made that up." I murmur and Edward blinks as if getting himself out of a spell and a low growl escapes from the back of his throat.

He grabs my waist and rolls us, pressing me against the mattress. I giggle but my laughter is cut off when his lips meet mine for a hungry, animalistic kiss. I moan and he bites hard on my bottom lip. His lips trail kisses from my neck down to my collarbone.

"You are mine, Bella." His voice is possessive and demanding as he pushes my thong to the side. He plunges two fingers deep inside me and I moan softly. Finally.

"Oh god, Edward." I whimper as his fingers stretch and massage me.

I let Edward take control of my body. My hands bury in his soft hair as his lips kiss the valley between my breasts. His teeth deftly graze against my hardened nipples over the lace bra and he lowers the cups to pucker my nipples.

I grab his face in my hands and lean in to press my lips against his. He pulls back a minute later and retracts his fingers. I suddenly feel empty but I don't linger on that thought as he grabs the waistband of my thong and takes it off. He grabs my hands and ties them to the railing of my bed with the thong.

"Role plays, handcuffs and blindfolds, huh?" Edward murmurs against my ear and I flush.

"I was just…" I suck in a deep breath. "Kidding."

I lose my train of thought when his open-mouth kisses leave my body yearning for him. He caresses my hands and I close my eyes as his hot breath brushes against my puckered nipples.

"I had no clue you were so kinky." He chuckles and I moan when he expertly thrusts into me. I rotate my wrists and try to move my hands but they remain restrained. I want to wrap my arms around him, but I can't.

"Did he make love to you in front of a fireplace all night?" Edward asks, touching his forehead to mine. I shake my head and whimper when his lips rub against mine. I want to kiss him! "Did he worship your body like I do?" I blush and shake my head. He pounds into me and moves fluidly as my hips meet his thrusts.

"Edward, please." I whisper softly over our heavy breathing.

"Please what, my love?"

"Kiss me."

His gaze melts and he connects our lips for a kiss. I kiss him back passionately and he smiles against my lips.

"I love you, Edward."

"I love you too, Bella."

Edward plunges hard and fast into me and it's impossible to keep my eyes on his as the heightened sensations are too much to handle.

"Don't stop!" I whisper-yell and feel his body pressing against mine.

"You. Are. Mine. Bella," He repeats with every powerful thrust and I bite my bottom lip. He groans. "Don't bite your lip."

I pull my lip out of its assault. His thumb brushes against my bottom lip and I gaze into his lust filled eyes. He puts my legs on his shoulders and thrusts deeper. I tighten around him and his eyes open to look at me.

"Edward, I'm close."

He nods and kisses my inner thigh. His thrusts turn deeper and faster and I cry out, loud enough for the entire building to hear as I come. He nods and moans softly as he empties inside me. Oh, this man takes me to a whole other world every time we have sex.

Edward leans up and unties the lace material from my hands. His lips meet mine and I circle my arms around his neck. We both sigh and I smile against his lips. We continue kissing lazily for several minutes until he eventually pulls out of me. My hands stroke his face and he closes his eyes, leaning against my touch.

"Missed my hands, did you?"

"So much."

I peck his lips. I try to move so I can get dressed but Edward doesn't let me.

"Baby, I have to get dressed." I whisper and he shakes his head, adjusting my bra cups back into place.

"I like you this way." He murmurs against my neck and I giggle.

"I can't go to your house dressed in nothing but underwear."

I stroke his hair and he finally lets out a deep sigh before getting off me. He helps me clean up and pulls on his pants. He helps me put on the thong again and pulls me in his warm embrace.

"Let me help you get dressed," I blush shyly and nod my head. Edward walks over to the closet and rummages through my clothes. "You know, Ursula can help you get new clothes if you want."

I frown. "What's wrong with my clothes?"

"They're lovely but I want you to have everything that you love to wear." I smile, shaking my head. He is so sweet.

"No thank you, sweetheart. I'm not really into shopping for clothes."

"And I found something."

Edward turns and gives me an adorable grin as he holds articles of clothing in his hands. I had no idea those clothes were in my closet. I walk over to him and offer him a smile.

"I hope it's nothing slutty."

"Not today."

He places a black and white striped short sleeved top on the bed along with a pair of black Capri pants on the bed. I put them on and he zips the capris up for me.

"You look beautiful."

I blush and he kisses my forehead. The doorbell rings and I gaze at him.

"That's Matt with my clothes."

I nod and he exits the room to answer the door. I take a quick peek at the living room and find it pillow-free and tidied up. Oh, he must have put everything back while I was still asleep. I make a quick work of tidying my bedroom and changing my sheets. I grab my black purse and add my wallet and apartment keys inside. I brush my hair until it seems presentable and sigh softly.

I pad walk along the hallway and find Edward shouting at somebody on the phone. I strap on a pair of black sandals. I glance at Edward and appreciate his attire. He is dressed in a navy blue sweater, matching biker jacket and khaki cotton chinos. He looks good.

Edward catches my eye and mouths 'Alice'. I roll my eyes. I walk over to him and take a deep breath.

"You can talk to Alice without yelling." I say pointedly and he frowns. He hands me the phone.

"She wants to talk to you."

I place the phone against my ear. "Hey, Alice."

"Hey, Bella! I just have a very, very small favor to ask. Please? Can you convince Edward? He won't refuse you."

I chuckle. "What is it?"

I look at Edward and he snakes his arms around my waist. He snuggles against my neck and I wrap an arm around his neck.

"Well, a man came all the way from New York to hand me the reviews of my new jewelry line and—"

"Hey, I've heard a lot of celebrities are going to wear your brand at the Emmys."

"I know! I'm so excited!" Alice squeals and Edward sighs against me. "Anyway, we missed the point!" She laughs. "I have to go to mom and dad's place because a file has been delivered and everyone has to be there. Your boyfriend is obviously not interested but I need to go."

"I did tell him that he should go."

"I won't." He mumbles and I chuckle.

Alice clears her throat. "This all is happening because of Edward and the least he can do is get the files from the workshop because the place will be closed this weekend. They're important and I don't want them lying in my office, I'd rather have Edward keep them until I send somebody to his place to retrieve them."

"It sounds important, Alice. Of course we'll get them." I say softly and Edward takes the phone from my hand to talk with his sister.

"Alice, the last time we went to your stupid workshop, our photographs were all over the fucking magazines and newspapers. We don't want that again!" He sighs and listens to Alice speaking. "Alice, I know you don't ask this kind of thing every day but—No, I don't—Ugh, fine! Fine, we'll get them on our way!" He yells dejectedly and I smile, shaking my head. He can never refuse Alice. "Bye… Yeah love you too. Okay." He hangs up and lets out a tired sigh.

"Alice sounds like she's always hyped up on sugar."

Edward laughs and kisses my forehead. "Oh Bella, imagine being with her since the moment you were born."

"But she never fails to make you smile." I point out and he nods.

"Yep and that's why she is so annoying."

I snort. "Shall we go?"

"Why not," He murmurs. "Do you have everything that you need?"

"Yes."

"God, you look so beautiful." He pecks my lips softly.

"Mm, you're not so bad yourself."

Edward grins staring into my eyes and gives me a sweet kiss.

"Ready?"

"I think so."

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