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SM owns Twilight. I just like to play with Edward and the others, of course...

Chapter 13

XXX – Early Morning – XXX

Five a.m.

Five a.m.

Fuck, it's only five a.m. and I'm awake. There's a warm body behind me and there are arms wrapped around me. Firm, warm arms. And I'm half naked.

"Edward."

"Hey, beautiful."

He's here. And I'm half naked.

He's seen my boobs.

Not boobs, Bella, tits.

Ok, he's seen my tits. I came on his lap.

You're such a whore. You should be ashamed of yourself.

Nope, not even a little bit.

It hit me like a ton of bricks how much of a basket case I had been the night before. I must've been PMSing. It was the only explanation I could come up with. Or maybe I just really liked him.

Well, ok, yeah, that too.

I squirmed and pressed myself fully into him, feeling his cock pressed firmly against my lower back, making me giggle and his arms tighten around me.

"Something funny, darling?" he asked. His lips ghosting over the delicate skin under my earlobe making me shiver.

I inhaled deeply, swallowing a moan and closing my eyes in the process, "Nope, nothing to laugh at," I groaned, "that's for sure."

Shit.

He chuckled, "I didn't think so."

I thoroughly enjoyed his arms around me and his proximity. A girl could get used to that but he had to be at the hospital for his six a.m. shift and I had to be at work for eight.

"I don't want to go to work," He playfully whined into my ear, "I want to stay right here."

You'd swear he was a mind reader.

Gah, could he be any sweeter?

Maybe he's a closet serial killer just prepping me for the next kill? Would Alice know? Probably, she could be his accomplice. Yeah, that's it; she's been working me for years. Tanya too, that bitch. I'll end up in twenty pieces scattered all over the city.

Meh, who cares, his cock is still against my back and twitching. I think it's trying to massage me into a dull sense of security.

He might give you another mind blowing "O" before he kills you.

Stop it!

I smiled at the visual.

I think I might need medication for my level of crazy.

"I want you to stay here too."

He cleared his throat, "I should do things properly with you. This is really nice, but I need to do things right by you, Bella." His tone changed from playful to serious. I knew what he meant, I mean, my breakdown and our actions certainly were not ones you'd expect from emotionally stable people.

I swallowed, not knowing what was coming.

I can't lie; I would've been devastated if he would have told me he couldn't be with me. But I also knew, deep down that this was so new to him, I was crazy to expect him to be with me only a few short months after he'd gotten married.

"Bella, what I mean is that I'd like for you to go on a date with me. I want to show you off properly; I want to let everyone know you're with me. Last but not least, I want you." He finished his sentence by nuzzling his nose into the crook of my neck and sucking on the skin there.

I let his words sink in as I lost my train of thought. Between the twitching cock making its way between my thighs and his lips on my skin, he could've told me about the other women he's killed that are buried in his basement and I would've agreed wholeheartedly.

To anything.

"When?"

"Well, if it were up to me, I'd say the sooner the better." He kissed my neck, "I mean, I really like you and I've been laying here listening to you breathe for the last hour trying to figure out how to even begin to show you how I feel and that nothing Tanya can do will ever make me go back to that life."

Is it wrong that I wanted him to show me by sliding his dick into my pussy? I mean, really, it was right there and oh so hard and I could feel it pressing up against my-

"Bella, are you okay?"

"Emm... what? Yeah, we can go out, anytime. Just say when." I smiled. "Shit, does that make me sound too eager?"

I felt my skin flush, for crying out loud, I was half naked lying in bed with the man and that made me blush.

He chuckled, gave my body a tight squeeze, and kissed my cheek, "It's all good, trust me."

I felt him retreat from the bed and turned over just in time to watch him get up and stretch his arms over his head. I swallowed hard as I watched the sinewy muscles over his back tighten and release with every movement.

Is it wrong that I wanted to run my tongue over every inch of his back?

Horny, dirty whore.

Nope, not anymore, he's taking us out!

I watched him get dressed and had an overwhelming desire to just run to him and somehow tie him to the bed so he wouldn't escape. I had several scenarios in my head, including some very strange ones that featured some nasty scenes from a very popular Steven King novel.

"Edward, do you want to come over again after work and have dinner with me? I promise to let you leave this time."

He gave me that crooked smile that made me wish he was still in bed with me so I could show him what it did to me. "I can't tonight," He ran his tongue over his bottom lip, "I have some business to finalize with the lawyers about the house and some of the property I owned with Ta- I mean, her."

He closed his eyes, inhaling deeply; contorting his face into a pained expression, he then kneeled on the bed and bent down to hover over my body. My breath hitched as his face transformed itself back into something lovely, "I promise to come over tomorrow night, after work." He kissed my lips softly, making me moan.

Cause I couldn't help that, apparently.

I closed my eyes and returned the kiss, deepening it by tangling my fingers into his hair and pulling him to me.

Harder. More. Everything.

He pulled back and the cocky grin I loved returned full force, taking away any hope I had of salvaging my panties.

I smiled at him. I probably looked like crap with my hair in a tangled mess over my head and the covers pulled all the way up tucked under my chin but at that moment, I couldn't have cared less. "I'll see you tomorrow, then?"

He licked his lips, "I'll call you tonight, if that's Ok with you?"

Oh, fuck, yes!

I cleared my throat, "Absolutely." Like I could say no to those lips.

He gave me a last peck on the lips before leaving me alone in my bedroom.

I heard the front door open and close.

He was gone and now it was just me.

Well, just me, my hands and my wet, wet pussy.

Fuck, my life.

A/N: I know this is shirt but you'll get another one on Sunday as you usually do.

Thanks to WitchyVampireGirl and Scrimmy for everything you girls do for me, including pimping this thing out!

Last, but not least, thanks to all of you favouring, reviewing and putting this thing on alert! All of this attention is making my clit all tingly... I think Bella needs to go toy shopping with Edward...