A/N: I should be doing homework!

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. If I did, I would have made them do a better job on the movie. Or at least lured Robert Pattinson to my "casting couch" if ya catch my meaning, *wink wink.* I'm a pervert.

EPOV

It was about six o'clock on Sunday night, and I was seated at the table watching Bella bustle around the kitchen, cooking dinner for us. Charlie was upstairs taking a nap; I could hear his snores through the thin walls of the house.

The delicious scent of homemade spaghetti sauce was wafting around the warm kitchen. Bella was so adorable with her hair piled on top of her head in a messy bun, her clothes covered by an apron smeared with tomato sauce. I smiled serenely as I imagined watching her cook for me every night, enjoying the comfort that idea brought to my heart.

Bella caught me staring and tilted her head at me, one hand on her hip. "What are you staring at, Edward?" she asked.

"I'm staring at you. You're beautiful," I replied with a smile.

She blushed delicately and her eyes dropped before she looked back up, saying, "I'm a mess! I've been cleaning and cooking and lounging around in my pajamas all day!"

"Well, I think you look absolutely delicious," I teased.

Her expression took on a mischievous glow and I wondered what she was thinking. I didn't have to think for too long, because she pulled off her apron and came over to sit on my lap, straddling me. My dick hardened instantly as she grabbed my ears and dragged my mouth to hers, her lips and tongue devouring mine.

I groaned as she gyrated on my swollen cock, her heat emanating from her core. I tried to take control of the kiss, wrapping my arms around her tightly and bending her back slightly, my teeth nipping at her gently. Bella seemed reluctant to give up the control, but she continued kissing me passionately anyway.

Finally, we both pulled back and breathed deeply. Her brown eyes were deep and mysterious, her cheeks were deep read, and her beautiful chest was heaving with the effort to breathe. I felt my brain go fuzzy; my entire thought process was completely fucked up by the passionate woman currently wiggling on my lap.

"Bella, if you don't stop wiggling like that on my cock, you are going to get fucked," I warned with a growl. I cast my eyes meaningfully up to the ceiling, to remind her that her father was just up one flight of stairs.

She bit her lip and her eyes darkened with desire. I groaned, realizing that I had just inadvertently added fuel to her hormonal fire. My dick twitched in my jeans as I tried to back-pedal. Charlie was still asleep upstairs, but for how much longer?

Bella's sweet body kept sending frantic messages from my crotch to my brain as she slid down my legs, coming to rest between my knees under the kitchen table. She reached for my belt and undid it quickly, her excited eyes never leaving my face. After the shower incident, she hadn't tried to do this again. I gulped, feeling nerves and lust war within my stomach.

I looked down at her as she pulled the tablecloth back over her head and she became hidden from my view. I didn't know what she would do next, because I could no longer see her. I felt her warm little hands yanking on my zipper and freeing my throbbing erection from my pants.

I was trying to take a deep, calming breath when I felt her hot, wet mouth descend upon my cock. I jerked in agonized pleasure, biting my lip to staunch the string of curses that wanted to pour forth. I closed my eyes tightly and threw my head back as she began to bob up and down in a steady rhythm.

I reached my hands under the tablecloth and gripped her hair tightly. The feel of the silken strands wrapped around my hands just further ignited the blaze of heat in my bones. I let out a tiny groan when she stopped the steady rhythm to shove me back as deep in her throat as she could.

Just then, I heard Charlie's door open and his heavy footsteps on the stairs. I jerked my head up, my eyes frantically shooting around the kitchen for an escape. I grabbed Bella's hair in an attempt to get her to stop what she was doing, but she just plowed ahead. I wondered if she could even hear Charlie coming into the kitchen.

I was now lost in dual pleasure and terror, wondering if this would be the day I died. Eighteen was an awfully young age to kick the bucket, but I guess we all have to go sometime. Bella's mouth seemed to agree.

Charlie plodded into the kitchen, buttoning up the shirt on his uniform. His eyes still looked sleepy and he was moving slowly. He saw me at the kitchen table, but luckily, the tablecloth restricted any view he might have had of Bella. Thank god for small favors, I guess.

He came over and sat down, sniffing the air and looking around, probably for Bella. "Hey, Edward. Where's Bells?" he asked sleepily.

I felt Bella's shocked pause underneath the table. She only hesitated for a moment, however, because I pulled her hair ever so slightly. She took that as a sign of encouragement to continue, and I bit back a curse as she licked me like a lollipop. Fuck, her mouth is like heaven! I thought in agony.

"Oh, yeah, uhhh… She just went out to get the mail really quick, I guess. She's uhhh… ahhh… waiting for soh uh ssssomething," I managed to get out.

He looked appeased by that explanation, and I applauded myself for the quick thinking under the circumstances. Bella's mouth continued her thorough exploration of my cock and I felt like I was going to explode. Mmmmmmm.

Charlie's face dropped into a stern mask and I wondered what was on his mind now. "Edward, so I think it's time you and I had a little talk about Bella. I know you guys have been friends a long time, but I've seen you with her lately and I can tell by the way you look at her that things have changed," he began.

I groaned. I closed my eyes and let out a huge sigh, hoping he'd think I was only groaning at the prospect of this "you hurt her and I'll kill you" talk that I knew would be coming any minute now. I was getting closer to coming, and even though I'd rather not do it in front of Bella's dad, I didn't really see how I had any choice.

Bella's ministrations certainly weren't stopping from his presence, and she was driving me insane. I grabbed her head and helped her keep her rhythm on my swollen cock. I bit my lip once more to keep myself from voicing all the dirty things I wanted to say to the dirty, amazing woman under the table.

"Yeahhhhh…" I finally said in response to Charlie.

He began to look uncomfortable. He shifted in his seat slightly, looking like he wanted to say more. His eyes darted to the door, waiting for Bella. He finally turned back to me and continued. "I know it's only a matter of time before you guys start dating, and I just want to say that you'd better be careful with her or you will have to deal with me," he said.

I gulped, feeling the fear return. "Yes sir," I said in a high, breathy voice. Luckily, it sounded like terror and not the restraint I was currently exerting from blasting my load into his waiting daughter's wet mouth.

"Uh, so, good. I'm glad we had this talk," he said uncomfortably. I just nodded enthusiastically and he stood up, pushing his chair back. I hoped it wouldn't hit Bella underneath the table.

"So I had to wake up because I got a call for work. Tell Bella I'm sorry I won't be home for dinner, will you?" he asked.

"Ssssuuuuuree," I said tightly.

"Okay. Oh, and Edward?" he paused, turning back to me from the doorway. I looked up, my eyes widening in fear. "If I find out that you have been messing around under my roof, just remember: I'm the police chief here, and I know plenty of places to hide a body. Get my meaning, son?" he said darkly.

My pulse picked up double time and sweat broke out across my brow. "Yes, sir," I said wholeheartedly. Fuck! I thought.

He nodded in satisfaction and I heard the door slam behind him a moment later.

I pulled my chair back and Bella followed, her mouth still wrapped around my dick. She looked up at me with her eyes sparkling in amusement, her rhythm never wavering. I threw my head back once more and prepared to let loose the load building in my tortured balls.

"Bella… fuck.. I'm going to come!" I groaned.

She sped up, her hands wrapped around the base of my cock and massaging my testicles. The change was all I needed to send me over the edge. I thrust my hips up into her mouth, fucking it with abandon as the steady pulsing of my dick emptied all my come into her hungry mouth.

I watched as Bella's eyes widened, but she swallowed it all and cleaned me off, careful not to leave a mess behind. I just lay in the chair, limp and sweaty and completely satisfied.

"Bella, you are going to kill me. Literally. Your dad is going to kill me. What would you have done if he found us like this?" I asked tiredly.

"Edward, live a little. You're the one who went down on me at school, after all. This was just payback," she said, rolling her eyes.

I straightened my clothes and watched as Bella returned to cooking dinner as if nothing had happened.

A/N: Okay, sorry for the short chapter but I wanted to get it out today and I felt like that was a good place to stop. What do you think? Was it totally horrible of Bella to do that to poor Edward? I wonder if any of you bought the tough Charlie routine, haha. Anyway, thanks for reading! -HIE