Wow! The response to the last chapter was overwhelming. Thank you to everyone who read and reviewed. And welcome to the new readers who have jumped on. I know I left you with a cliffy so I hope this makes up for it. Remember, this is rated M for a reason. If you are not 18 years old, please move on to something else. Now, on with the kissing…

AN: I do not own Twilight and all errors are my own.

Chapter 8

The Open Window

EPOV

I had been doing pretty well. This girl had been driving me wild since the first day she walked in and I was holding it together for the most part. I had all but given up any hope I had on Bella. Not only had I promised not to get involved with her, she had without words let me know that she wasn't into a casual fling.

But then, it happened. The window of opportunity opened and it was stuck without a way to close it. Her lips on mine made everything fall away. I could hear the blood roaring through my veins and feel my skin burn and prickle wherever she touched me. We broke apart, both of us needing some air. There was nothing but want and desire in her gaze as she leaned back in for more.

Yeah, I'm into more. Window fucking open.

One of my hands went to the one she had resting on my chest. The other reached up behind her neck under the great expanse of hair that flowed down her back. I didn't know when she had pulled it out of her customary pony-tail, but my Christ I was thankful for it now. It was so soft and I could just imagine running my hands through it.

She was shorter than me and I had to dip down to meet her. Those lips that I had been obsessing over all night were soft and plump. I covered them with my own and pressed softly. They were warm and responsive. She stood up on her tippy toes, trying to get closer to me.

An invitation to dive through that open window.

I accepted.

Without breaking the kiss I hoisted her up and she put her legs around my waist. I had a leather couch in there that I could proudly say had never seen anything more than a make out session on it. This was my place of business and I had made it a point to never go any further than that here, but just the thought of taking Bella on it made me turned on to the point of deliriousness.

I set her on the couch and stood up. Her eyes held mine as I looked down at her. She started to make quick work of my belt and the button on my jeans and I couldn't help but think just how fucking beautiful she looked. Hair all wild, eyes wide with anticipation. I didn't know how much experience she had, but with the way her hands were shaking I was pretty sure it wasn't that extensive. Once the button was undone and my fly was unzipped I took her hands in mine and stopped her movements.

"We don't have to do this." I reassured her even though my dick was ready to bitch slap me for even suggesting it. I did not want her doing something she didn't want to do. I liked my women willing thank you very much.

"No, I want to. God, I want to." She emphatically stated without thinking before a thought crossed her mind and she looked down. "Do you…um…do you not want to? Because if you don't…" Once I was convinced this was something she wanted too I cut her off with a deep, sensual kiss.

"Absolutely, sweetheart." The shyness I found so fucking adorable was drowned out by the most devilish of grins. The passionate frenzy of a few minutes before returned with a vengeance. Sloppy, frantic kisses with intermingled tongues, dancing around in an attempt to swallow each other whole. Clothes…everywhere. My pants, the t-shirt that teased me for months, my own faded Masen's t-shirt, her skin tight jeans. For a moment I paused and took in Bella's beautiful form in only a lacy pink bra and panties. The matching blush that flared up on her skin as she eyed my boxer clad erection in awe was enough to make me almost cum on the spot.

"You are gorgeous." I said as I descended on her again, needing my hands to be on her skin. They tingled as I rubbed, pinched, and pulled at her skin in all the right places. She moaned as she brought me to her lips, kissing me with abandon. I could feel her trying to push down my boxers with her foot and reached down to help her. Once I was free, her hand immediately flew to the appendage that desperately needed the most attention. It was hot and heavy in her hand and I just about died from her rhythmic stroking. Her soft touch was the sweetest torture. I wanted to just enjoy it forever but the need to take things to the next level was overwhelming.

I needed to touch her.

I reached around her back and unhooked her bra. Her tits spilled out of it as they released from their confines. My mouth went to them, giving each adequate attention as I reached down to her panties. They were satin and felt smooth underneath my fingertips, but they had to go. Bella was more than happy to raise her hips to help and that in turn brought her glorious pussy closer to my now swollen and dripping cock. Her breath tickled my ear as she asked me about a condom. It temporarily broke me out of my sex induced haze as I moved off of her to get one out of my desk. When I got back, Bella had moved off the couch and was standing with her hand outstretched.

"Come, sit down." I did as she took the condom from my hand. She was so fucking sexy as she ripped the foil package, took it out, and then rolled it down over my length. Once it was secure, Bella slowly straddled me with one knee on either side. I watched myself disappear as she lowered herself on to me.

Then she began to move.

Dear mother of God…

I could feel myself getting quickly over worked. She was a goddess and a brief note that she was probably a little more experienced than I gave her credit for flitted through my mind for a nanosecond. She started teasing and pinching her nipples as she rocked back and forth. Sporadically, soft, sexy little moans came out of her mouth followed by a whispering of my name which was almost my undoing. She was such a temptress and I was fucking loving it.

I knew I was close but wanted to see her fall apart first. It wasn't just that I was a generous lover. Something told me that her orgasm would be a sight to behold. I reached down to where we were joined and began circling her clit. This new stimulation made her movement more erratic and forceful. Her quiet moans turned into loud cries of desperation.

"That's it, sweetheart. I can't wait much longer. You need to come for me, beautiful." At that moment, she stiffened above me and I could feel the waves of her pleasure flutter around me, so strong at first and then tapering off to a dull pulse.

Collapsing and burying her face into my neck, I could feel and smell the evidence of what she had just felt. "Edward." She sighed.

"Yeah, gorgeous?" My own need was great, but holding her in my arms as she turned to jello was so satisfying. When her breathing has slowed, she lifted her head and smiled.

"Your turn." My grin grew and matched hers. Reaching behind her neck I pulled her in for a slow, long kiss. When we finally pulled apart, I watched as she lazily opened her eyes.

"In that case, you better hold on." She squealed and giggled as I quickly flipped us on the couch so that I was on top. She took what I said to heart and reached around my neck with both arms, holding me close. She was slick and hot as I drove into her over and over. Every time I tried to get further inside her. She seemed to like it…a lot.

"Oh, yes, Edward. Harder." Her heels dug into the back of my ass, spurring me on.

"You like that, sweetheart? You like me fucking you?"

"Oh. God, yes, Edward! I'm going…I'm going to…" Her second orgasm took me completely by surprise and it triggered my own release.

"Fuck!" I roared as I emptied into her. Now it was my turn to collapse. Barley coherent enough to make a note not to squish her, my eyes squeezed shut and my forehead rested on her shoulder as the euphoria subsided. Usually at this point it was replaced by an intense relaxation that would set me up for a peaceful, happy sleep. The only thing I felt was panic and I had no fucking idea why.

"That was…just wow."

"Yeah." I replied because I couldn't think of anything else to say that would be remotely appropriate or understandable. Bella's nails scratched up and down my back lightly. It felt good but I couldn't even enjoy it. Every hackle in my body was up and itching to get the fuck out of there. Realizing we hadn't moved and were still…together…I shifted and reached to secure the condom as I pulled out of her. "I'm just going to…" I motioned to the now used and completely filled condom.

"Yeah, of course." At least that is what I thought she said but couldn't be sure because I was up off the couch and inside my small private bathroom within three seconds. Once in there I took care of things, washed up, and tried to get a grip on myself. I had just been participating in the greatest sex of my life. And yes, I would have to say it was hands down the best.

And I have had a lot of sex. So why am I freaking the fuck out?

I washed my face with cool water, willing myself to calm down. There was a soft knock at the door.

"Um…Edward?" And cue the hyperventilating.

"Yeah?" I called out.

"Are you okay? You've been in there for a while." In the midst of searching furiously for my happy place I had lost track of time. Wiping my face and telling myself to man the fuck up, I opened the door and came face to face with Bella herself. As soon as I saw the expression on her face the reality of just how badly I fucked up came crashing over me. She was not just a random girl. She was my friend and my employee. And she was looking at me now like I was her what? Boyfriend? Yeah, I did not do the boyfriend thing…like ever.

Quoting Taylor Swift…apparently I'm reaching for an all time low.

I had made a huge mess of things. Why the fuck had I not done what Emmett had asked me to? Now, not only do I have to let her down, I have to do it in a way that won't make work awkward around here. Or let Emmett find out. Or her father.

Fuck…her big, gun carrying, chief of police father. What have I done?

"Sorry, I was just cleaning up." I noticed she was already back in her clothes which was a blessing until I realized that I still wasn't wearing any. Watching as her eyes scanned me head to toe was enough to make me brush past her and dress as quickly as possible.

"So, I'm going to go. I have to put E.J. and Janey on the bus tomorrow bright and early."

"Oh, okay." I tried to sound like I was disappointed but I think I came off sounding relieved and a little bit constipated.

Stop being a douche.

"Do you need a ride home?" Please say no, please say no.

"No, thanks, I have my truck here." She turned to go and not knowing exactly what I was supposed to do, I followed her. When we reached the front door I unlocked it to let her out. "So I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Uh, yeah…I'm pretty sure you make up the schedule, silly." She said chuckling. Now as much as I knew I should have resisted, when she reached up to kiss me I kissed her back like it was the most natural thing in the world. For those few seconds all the panic I felt and the complicated nature of the situation just faded away.

"Goodnight." She patted my face one more time and then walked out into the cool night air. I rested my head against the door as I shut and locked it. I felt the panic begin to creep back in.

I am so fucked.

So, they did it…lemons have never really been my forte so I hope it was okay. Thank you so much for reading. Stay tuned for the fall out.