Pre-Read by the Amazing EnchantedbyTwilight, (I call her Tits!) & Beta'd by the Wonderful Sunflower Fran I call her my white mother.

Five-Year Rule

Chapter 6

Bella

Edward's tongue slides against mine, his hard cock grinding against my needy center. I have fucking missed this, him. My week has been shit and filled with work madness and trying to prepare for the upcoming semester.

The feel of Edward in my hand causes my mouth to water while he sucks on my sensitive neck.

The buzzer to the front door rings, but Edward ignores it, finding me way more important. When there is a knock a few minutes later, we both are annoyed that our four-day reunion has been interrupted.

"I want you in my bed … naked," he growls, and I rush off looking for his bedroom.

The condo is huge with large windows and wooden floors. The furniture is very sleek and masculine as if Edward did everything himself. I can feel him through every picture or little trinket I pass. I walk past a smaller room that looks too clean to be Edward's room. When I reach the end of the hall, I immediately shed the rest of my clothes and lie down on his half-made bed.

I can tell he was rushing when he made up the bed, but I get comfortable, trying to get into a sexy position. Maybe if I just bend over that will give him the opportunity to slide right in. I shake my head at that thought; I don't want to seem too desperate.

The things that hot ass old dude does to me is so fucking crazy.

I prop myself up on his comfy pillows, spreading my legs so he can have a perfect view of the goods. My nipples harden in anticipation. I've never been addicted to anyone as much as I am to Edward. My last relationship with Tyler was a complete waste of my time; he's still texting me, and the break up was back in May.

Dude, it's July! Get over it.

I'm starting to geta little bit annoyed that Edward is not back yet. I get up, slipping on my clothes, but leaving all of my underwear off so that we can just get right to it. I walk into the front room.

"Edward? What is taking you so long?" I ask, but the sight in front of me has me frozen in place.

Edward and some blonde bitch are standing too close to each other. He seems to be holding her arms away from him, but I don't even know what it looks like; all I know is that I feel sick.

Fucking sick to my stomach.

"Oh, I get it. You have company. Well, why don't you tell her to leave because now you have a real woman," the bitch says, and she has some fucking nerves.

Before I know it, he pushes her out of the apartment, but I don't care.

I jump into gear.

I grab my stuff and slip on my flats, feeling like the biggest idiot in the fucking universe.

How could this have happened? How did I not see the signs?

Fuck him.

I trusted him. I let him fuck me raw. I've been pining for him like a lovesick, little puppy for four, motherfucking days and he has the nerve to be with this woman while I'm in the next room.

When I turn around, I'm face to face with Edward. He's blurry through my watery eyes. I don't cry over men, but I would be lying if I said Edward meant nothing to me. In this short amount of time, I somehow have let this man into my heart.

"Baby, it's not what it fucking looks like. Listen-"

I give him a bitch brow.

Fuck him.

I can't stop the stupid tears from forming in my eyes. I thought we meant something to each other, finding out I was wrong is gut-wrenchingly painful.

"You must think I'm the biggest fucking fool around. Was I just vacation pussy to you?" I try to move around him, but he doesn't let me.

Whoever the blonde bitch was, she's once again knocking on the door like a mad woman.

"Baby, please listen to me. I hooked up with that woman once, and I haven't spoken to her since then. You are not, nor have you ever been, vacation pussy. Bella, I'm so fucking wrapped up in you, I can't think straight. Please, baby."

I swipe angrily at my tears, and Edward's beautiful face comes back into focus. The thing is, I can always tell a person's feelings just by looking at them. And right now, at this very moment … he's looking right now as if his very life is dependent on me staying; believing him, trusting him.

My mind's made up in that instant.

I push past him, walking out the door, without shutting it completely.

As I do, I walk right into a very drunk-looking female.

We stare at each other measuring the other up with cold, calculating eyes.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" I ask not giving a shit about the sour look on her face.

"I'm Kate. Edward and I had an incredible time a few weeks ago, and I know he wants me again. Sorry to disappoint you, sweetie," she says in a bitchy tone.

"First of all, Kate, I'm not your fucking sweetie. Second of all, whatever you think you had with Edward is now fucking over. So walk your drunk ass down the stairs and never come back."

I cross my arms, pulling myself up to my full height. It's not much, but this bitch should be scared. She takes a few steps back and I can see the wheels turning in her little, bottle-blonde head.

"Trust me, he's not even worth it. He'll do you just like he does everyone else," she says, turning around to walk down the stairs.

"Maybe he will, but if I see you near my man again, shit will end differently for you."

She starts to walk a little faster down the stairs, heading my warning.

I take a deep breath and go back into the apartment.

The sight in front of me causes my heart to shatter into a million pieces.

My cocky asshole is on the couch. He is hunched over, his hands pulling at his beautiful hair while he mumbles to himself.

"You really fucked this up Edward. I knew there was no fucking way you could keep someone as good as Bella. She deserved the world … Shit, how did this happen. She was beautiful, I wanted her so much, I …" His words are like a jolt of electricity to my stiff body.

I slowly walk over to him, being extra careful not to make any noise. My fingers wind through his, which are still locked in his wild mane.

He looks up through red, watery eyes. The tears seem as if they want to fall but won't. I admit that when I first saw him with drunken Kate, I thought the worst, but when he opened his mouth begging me to believe him; I saw the sincerity bursting out of him.

His arms pull me to straddle his lap.

No words are spoken as he ravishes my mouth with a passion I've never felt before. I can feel the desperation in this kiss. He thought he'd lost me, but what he doesn't know is even if I had gone; I don't think I would've ever stopped being his.

He fucking owns me, and that scares the hell out of me.

Edward kisses my neck, causing me to moan in pleasure while I use my grip on him to pull us closer. He bunches my shirt up under my chin, revealing my naked breasts. His lips attack my nipples, biting and sucking them, making the most delicious feelings run through my body. I throw my shirt over my head, letting it land wherever.

Without warning, he stands, holding on to me for dear life. My arms are locked firmly around his neck; his hands are gripped on my ass while he walks us towards his bedroom. Once we reach his room, he places me gently on the bed and then removes my workout pants.

The look of hunger he gives me once he sees that I am not wearing any panties causes me to shiver in anticipation. He stands up taking off his own clothes. I study each ripple of his hard body, taking in all of his breathtaking tattoos. When my eyes land on his cock, hard and ready for me, I lick my lips.

He crawls between my legs, burying his face in my wet pussy. His licks are slow and steady as he focuses on my clit as one of his hands massages my breast. The feeling of him pinching my nipple and sucking on my clit at the same time causes my orgasm to come quickly, but it doesn't slow Edward. He continues feasting on me like a starving man. My hands grip the silky strands of his hair, and my teeth sink down into my bottom lip as I thrash my head from side to side.

"Oh God!" I scream as a second orgasm hits me in a wave of pleasure.

I'm vaguely aware of Edward crawling up my body. The open mouth kisses adding tingles that run through me. He reaches me and kisses me passionately. The taste of me on his tongue is tangy, and it feels forbidden, giving me a wild feeling.

He slides inside of me, never breaking our kiss. My legs bend around his waist, bringing him closer.

He's filling me in more ways than anyone ever has.

My heart is full of love for this man.

As I open my eyes, and I am locked in his intense gaze.

"I'm falling in love with you," he whispers against my lips, and I come undone...

With my pussy gripping onto his cock as if it's my last lifeline…

And his words of love in my ear.

A/N: Here we are! Sorry for the wait. I'm super busy so there may be a wait for Chap 7! I'm sorry moving states is not an easy feat! Join me on FB: CC Writes Fanfiction. Love you! Mean it!