Six

Edward lapped at my right nipple, slowly dragging his tongue around the sensitive skin. He blew gently against the wet peak, making me moan. He repeated the same on the other, never taking them in his mouth. I huffed out a frustrated sigh, desperately wanting his mouth on me. He continued to tease me, bringing me close to the edge but never letting me fall over. We barely made it to his bedroom when we arrived at his place, our mouths fused to each other as we stripped. The whole way here, he never touched me but now on his bed naked from the waist up, palpable need radiated between our bodies.

"Edward. . .please. . ." I begged.

"What do you want Bella?" He looked at me as he leisurely swirled his tongue around the taut skin again, making me gasp with want.

"Please, please touch me." He grinned wickedly, never taking his eyes off of me when he finally took a one into his mouth, sucking hard . I cried out in relief as he assaulted my nipples with fervor. I felt every pull of his lips on my pert flesh deep in my core, my body begging for release.

"Oh god. . .I'm so close." He stopped immediately, lifting his head from my chest. I groaned in protest, wanting him to continue. But he didn't.

"I'm not ready for you to cum yet, Bella. You denied your desire well over a month, so you could wait a little longer." He hovered over me, pinning my hands above my head. "You will cum when I'm ready for you to cum and when you do, you're gonna beg me for more. We have a long night ahead us, gorgeous." I was speechless and overwhelmed with sexual need, writhing underneath his grasp. The combination of his erotically charged words and the wicked gleam in his eyes drove me wild.

"I want you," I admitted, I wasn't going to deny myself any longer. Edward seemed to be pleased by those three words because he crashed his lips against mine. I moaned wantonly into his mouth, surrendering to his will. He poured every ounce of passion into the kiss, suckling on my lips and tongue. He let go of my wrists, sliding his hands down the sides of my body. I shivered, sighing into his mouth as he caressed me. Edward began trailing kisses down my neck, in between valley of my breasts. He cupped one, gently massaging before pinching it. I arched my back, pushing my chest closer to his ministrations.

"You like that, don't you?" He rasped, clearly enjoying what he was doing to me.

"Yes." Heat flooded my body when his fingers lightly grazed the top of my panties, leaving a blazing trail of fire in its wake. Edward pulled the front up between my lower lips, causing the lacy fabric to create friction against the sensitive bud of nerves. I tried to grind against it to increase pressure but Edward had other plans. He ripped the lace clean off my body, leaving scraps strewn across the bed. He opened up my legs, taking in the throbbing wet flesh, his eyes wild with salacious intent.

"You are so fucking wet. My cock is so fucking hard just looking at your delectable pussy." He trailed a finger down my slit and brought it up to his mouth. I almost came as his eyes closed and he moaned, savoring my arousal. "Fuck Bella. You taste just as good as I remembered." He surged forward, his tongue thrusting into my mouth, the taste of my arousal melting against my palate.

"Do you see how good you taste?" He asked huskily against my lips.

"Mmhmm. I taste so good." He groaned, taking off his boxers, his hard cock slapping against his stomach when released from its confines. He took my hand and placed it on his hardness. With his hand over mine, he guided me to how fast he wanted me to go, gripping my hand when he wanted more pressure. This was the hottest form of foreplay I've ever experienced. The sounds Edward made turned me on to the point of no return. Once we crossed over to the other side, there was no going back and I didn't care anymore.

"Stop," he commanded, my hand unfurling its grip on his cock. He pushed me back down on my back and positioned himself between my thighs. I watched as he took the tip of his cock and tapped it on my clit, evoking massive pleasure within me. He was driving me crazy and he wasn't even inside me yet.

"Beg for it." He was demanding me to submit to him. "Show me how much you want it. Say it Bella, I need to hear it."

"Please." I didn't fully get the plea out of my mouth before he slammed into me. I gasped loudly, relishing the immense pleasure. I took everything he gave me, every stroke better than the last. He grunted huskily as he increased the tempo, his balls slapped harshly against me as he went in and out. He was a man undone, pumping unmercifully, leaving me helpless to his onslaught .

"Oh fuck. . .yes! Please don't fucking stop! Ohhhh. . .shit, shit. . .I'm going to. . . to cum."

"You better not," he growled on bated breaths.

"Oh god. . .please, please. . .Edward. . .please let me. . . let me cum!" I was going to combust if I waited another minute. Begging seemed to do the trick.

"Cum for me Bella. . .Now!" I didn't need to be told twice. The knot in the pit of my stomach unraveled gloriously, my body spasming underneath him as I found my release. "Yes, that's it Bella. Give it to me. Cum on my fucking cock!" He said punctuating every word with each breath. "Just like that baby. Milk my cock. Your pussy feels so good clamping on my cock, cum for me again." He increased the speed of his thrusts, angling his pelvis to hit that secret spot with just enough pressure to get me off. I felt my insides quake before I realized what was happening. I came again explosively, liquid rushing out of me as I screamed in ecstasy.

"Fuck yes," Edward growled, still pumping into my body, prolonging my orgasms. "Oh shit, I'm gonna fucking cum." He impaled me with one more thrust before stilling, his hot release jetting into me. He moaned my name loudly throughout his orgasm as tremors rolled off his body. Our foreheads were pressed together as we breathed heavily. Edward placed a gentle kiss on my lips before slowly pulling out of me. I couldn't move and I still shook with aftershocks as I felt our combined releases leak out my opening and I instantly missed us being joined. He climbed off the bed without a word, and left the room. He returned a few moments later with a wet cloth and proceeded to clean me up, ridding me of the mess we made.

"I love that you're a squirter." He said while tossing the used cloth into a hamper. "It's the sexiest thing ever."

"I'm usually not. You're the first guy who ever made me do that," I replied honestly.

"Really?" He looked at me in disbelief but then that crooked smile etched its way onto his face.

"Yes, really." My face flamed and I averted my eyes to the huge wet spot on the bed, thoroughly embarrassed.

He placed a finger underneath my chin so my eyes could meet his. "I'm glad that I do that to you, Bella. Don't be ashamed of it; it's really fucking hot and it makes me want to fuck you to make you do it again and again until you can't take it anymore."

I was no longer exhausted nor embarrassed. "You said something about going all night," I said seductively, biting on my bottom lip.

"Oh baby, we're just getting started," he replied as he flipped me over so that I was on top. He leaned forward, suckling a nipple into his mouth and tugged on it with his teeth, mixing pain with pleasure. I moaned as the sensation traveled to my core, making me ready for him again. His eyes flared with heat as he gripped my hips, grinding his erection against my wetness. "We got a few more hours until the night is over, Miss Swan."

I awoke to sunlight beaming on my face. I groaned as I turned over, realizing that I was not in my own bed. I opened my eyes slowly to see the other side unoccupied. Memories flooded my brain of all the ways Edward cherished my body repeatedly throughout the night into the early morning hours. I smiled as I stretched my deliciously sore muscles, spreading out on the huge California king. I sat up, clutching the sheet as I swooped my legs off the side of the massive bed. I stood up a little shakily before I caught my bearings and walked over to the floor to ceiling windows, taking in the magnificent view of Manhattan.

"Good afternoon, sleepyhead." I turned to see him standing in the doorway with a towel wrapped around his waist, obscuring my favorite part of him. His ripped abs were on display, slick with beads of water and I longed to run my tongue along them to taste his skin. I finally looked at his face which had a knowing smirk on his face.

"Good afternoon to you, too," I replied huskily. Damn this man was sexy.

"Keep looking at me like that and I'm going to cancel my plans so I could take you back to bed and fuck you senseless again. Trust me Bella, last night and this morning was barely enough. I still haven't had my fill of you yet."

I bit my bottom lip, desire coursing throughout my body. "I want you to have your filthy fucking way with me," I retorted bluntly. His eyes became hazy with lust as he stalked towards me. I backed up against the glass, still clutching the sheet against me when he invaded my space. He took my mouth harshly, sucking on my tongue. I moaned into his mouth as he tore off the sheet, leaving my bare backside flush against the cool glass. He then gripped my hips forward and palmed my ass before smacking each cheek. I cried out at the sweet licks of fire ignited my core, making me slick with arousal. Edward spun me around to face the window, grinding his erection between the crease of my ass.

"Put your arms around my neck and spread your legs," he whispered huskily in my ear, suckling on the spot below it. I immediately did what I was told, anxious for what he had in store for me.

"You want me to get you off, Bella?" Edward slid his hand between my thighs, gently swiping his finger in my slit yet never touching me where I needed him most.

"God yes, please Edward get me off." He chuckled darkly before thrusting two fingers into me. He pressed his palm flat against my pelvic bone and began pumping his fingers in a furious up and down motion. I moaned long and hard, close to a orgasm with each jerking movement.

"That's it baby. Feel it. It feels so fucking good, doesn't it?" Edward rasped in my ears. I couldn't answer, to gone with pleasure, only shaking my head in response. "You're so damn wet. You're pussy juices are leaking down my hand and on the floor."

"Holy fuck. . .you're gonna make me cum so hard!" I shrieked out in one breath. My breathing was irregular and it was a struggle to breathe properly.

"I know. I can feel you clenching and clamping down on my fingers. Come on give it to me, I fucking want it." I inhaled deeply, releasing a hoarse cry as a orgasm slammed into me at full force. Edward held me throughout it, still massaging my insides, prolonging my release. When I finally came back down from my high, I shakily dropped down to my knees and wrapped my hands around his impressive length. He looked into my eyes intensely as I brought him to my lips, enveloping his cock into my mouth.

"Ah fuck yes, just like that," he groaned as I began to suck on the bulbous head. I lightly grazed my teeth against the sensitive area, causing him to hiss through clenched teeth. Edward rocked his hips forward in shallow thrusts, groaning when I took him deeper.

"Oh my god baby, you look so good sucking my fucking cock. You like it in your mouth don't you?" He asked in a groan, increasing the tempo of his hips. I hummed around him in response, never breaking our stare. His eyes were scorching heat and I was turned on by the pleasure I was giving him. I placed a hand between my legs and began to pleasure myself, hollowing out my cheeks to suck him off harder. Edward's nostrils flared as he gripped my head, pushing me further until he reached the back of my throat. I massaged him with my throat muscles, provoking him further as he forced me to deepthroat him. The vein along the underside of his cock began throbbing, a sign that he was about to cum.

I quickly released him from my mouth with a loud pop. "I want you to cum in my mouth," I demanded before taking him back into my mouth, sucking harder and deeper. I sped up the motion of my fingers against my clit, racing towards the finish line along with him. He let out a stream of curses and sighed my name as he came in mouth, his release jetting in long spurts. I came with him, moaning around his cock as I swallowed. He let go of the hold he had on my head and pulled me to my feet to kiss me.

"That felt really fucking good. Thanks," he murmured against my lips.

"I should be thanking you for the incredible orgasms you keep giving me."

He chuckled in delight. "It was my absolute pleasure, Bella." He gently rubbed his thumb against my bottom lip and placed a feather light kiss on my lips once more before stepping back.

"Do you have a gag reflex? Your deep throating skills are phenomenal," he asked, looking very intrigued.

"No I don't," I confirmed. He looked pleased by the thought and smiled wickedly.

"Well that's perfect. That means I can face fuck you without having to worry about you gagging." He waggled his eyebrows and I had no choice but to laugh. He was really something else.

"I have to ask you a question Bella and I want you to be honest." He stared at me intently, switching from playful to serious within a beat.

"Shoot." Whatever it was, I wouldn't hesitate to answer truthfully.

"Will you shut me out again?" He looked unsure and a little bit anxious about what he was asking and the answer he would receive from me.

"No, I won't. I'm not going to deny what I want anymore. I've made that point perfectly clear all last night and just a few moments ago. I want this. . .whatever it is we're doing," I responded.

"One more question. We were too caught up in the moment that we neglected to use protection, every time. I know you're clean and you obviously know that I am, but are you on the pill?"

"I get shots faithfully, so we're good there." He seemed relieved and content with my answers, a small smile on his lips.

"Okay good. Now that everything's settled and we're on the same page, I can make those important phone calls you've distracted me from," he said jokingly.

"I believe it was your fault, Mr. Cullen."

"Quite the contrary, Miss Swan, it was you that was staring at me with those big, brown doe eyes of yours that were screaming 'come fuck me'. Although I wish I could be buried inside you right now, I assume your sore," he retorted. He was right, I was sore but deliciously so.

"I am but I can't complain. I thoroughly enjoyed what caused it."

That made his smile widen. "Like I said, the pleasure was definitely all mine." He placed a chaste kiss on my lips and went to what I assumed was a walk-in closet. He emerged a few moments later dressed casually in jeans and a white t-shirt. He looked like a young James Dean, only more handsome. I eyed him with approval, definitely pleased with what I saw. It was unbelievable how sexy he was.

"While I make those calls, feel free to take a shower and freshen up in the master bath." He pointed to another door that was adjoined to the room. "I have plenty of spare towels and toothbrushes at your disposal."

"I don't have any clothes but the gown I wore last night."

"I'll lend you a pair of sweats and a shirt, I really don't mind. Besides I know you don't want to do the infamous 'walk of shame' in a formal gown, do you?" He teased.

"Fine," I said in mock annoyance. He laughed and told me to take anything I needed to wear from his closet and that he would be in his office down the hall before walking out the room. I walked into the bathroom and it looked like something out of a magazine. It was luxurious yet masculine, neutral tones complementing every surface. The jacuzzi tub could easily fit six people comfortably. Two separate sinks adorned the counter, each with a waterfall faucet and were motion censored. Since I was already naked, I opened the door to the glass encased shower and turned on the water. Inside sat a built-in bench and multiple massaging shower heads, which I used to my advantage. The pulsing water felt incredible on my skin, my aching muscles relaxing instantly. I picked up one of the many bottles of body wash, popping open the top and sniffed it. It smelled like Edward, causing me to smile. I lathered a generous amount on my body, washing off the smell of sex, replacing it with his scent.

After the shower, I perused his extensive closet for something to wear. It was meticulously organized, business apart from casual. I threw on a white tee and slipped on a pair of grey sweats, effectively rolling up the bottoms so they wouldn't drag. The clothes of course were loose on me but not enough to drown me in them. Once I was fully dressed, I went to look for Edward. I followed his muffled voice down to a cracked door, peeking inside to see him sitting in a chair, looking out the window as he spoke to whoever was on the phone that was cradled to his ear. He idly tapped his fingers on the armrest, clearly all business and in control. His tone was authoritative and I instantly thought about how he took charge while we were in the bedroom. I padded into the room, causing Edward to swivel around in his chair, assessing me with interest. His eyes raked up and down my body before meeting my gaze.

"Yes, that's fine. I should be back in Chicago by Monday afternoon so we can go over those mergers with Mr. Sawyer. . .yes, I will book a flight for Monday morning. . .that's all. . .bye." He hung up, rising from the chair and came to me.

"You look so damn good in my clothes," he said huskily. He pulled me by my hips, pressing my body against his as he slipped his hands behind me underneath the shirt, caressing my lower back.

"Is that so?" I asked seductively.

He leaned down, his lips a whisper away from mine. "Very much so." I leaned forward, melding my mouth with his. The kiss was unhurried and passionate, not frantic like the others. It was exquisitely pleasant and sweet, something I didn't expect from him. He was an accomplished lover but I never pegged him for a romantic man. He broke the kiss, running his fingers through my wavy locks. "Stay with me this weekend Bella." I froze, not at all expecting his request. I never stayed with anyone after sex, not after everything that happened with Jacob. I avoided the idea completely, that's why I went to the club; it was easier that way for me.

"Why?" I asked shakily.

"Because I want you to. I meant it when I said I wanted to get to know you," he said honestly. His green eyes held no falseness in them, only sincerity. I decided to give it a shot. I already broke my most important rule, might as well break another.

"Alright," I conceded.

Pleased with the response I gave him, he pressed a kiss to my forehead before letting me go. "Let's take you home so you can get your things but keep in mind to not bring too many clothes. I plan on keeping you out of them for the remainder of the weekend." My breath caught at his words, my body awakening with desire. He gave me a impish grin, obviously knowing how much they affected me. Cocky sexy bastard. We walked downstairs into the foyer, where my dress was neatly placed in a garment bag on a table.

"I had your dress dry cleaned while you slept. I hope you don't mind."

"No, not at all. That was very thoughtful of you. Thanks."

"No problem."

I slipped on my heels and grabbed my clutch while Edward took my dress. He pressed the keypad for the elevator and we waited a minute before it arrived. He pressed the button for the garage and we descended. When we hit ground level, I followed Edward to his car. He let me in and got in after, revving the car to life. He pressed a button on the system and music filled the car. After he typed in a code for the gate to open, we sped out of the private garage.

"Where do you live?" He asked. I gave him my address and he quickly entered it in the GPS.

"Who's this?" I asked him once on the road. It was a alternative rock song with a somewhat dark undertone to it.

"Muse."

"I like it. What's the name of the song?"

"The Handler." I nodded to the drumming beat, taking in every note and lyric. I decided to check my phone and saw that I had missed calls and messages from no one other than Alice.

Alice: Where did you go?

Where are you?

Call me.

She even left me a exasperated voicemail, demanding that I call her immediately to know that I was fine or else. I giggled and sent her a quick text, assuring her that I was alive and well and that I would call her later. She responded immediately:

I want all the details. Not one thing left out.

I rolled my eyes, a small smile on my lips at her tenacity. When we arrived in my neighborhood, Edward parked and turned off the ignition.

"Are you going to come up?" I asked.

"I'll wait for you here. If I come up, we'll never leave." He looked at me knowingly and I nodded in agreement. I hopped out with my belongings in hand, walking up the steps to my building. I typed the code to get in the building and took the elevator to the third floor. Once inside my apartment, I changed out of Edward's clothes and put on shirtdress and flats. I packed two outfits, heeding Edward's request for minimal clothing. My face flamed as I thought about the weekend and all the things Edward would do me. I grabbed a few essentials and was back out to the car within ten minutes. Edward got out, opening to door for more and took my bag to place it in the trunk. We were back on the road to begin our weekend together and I looked forward to spending it with him.