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A/N: Please note that no pianos were harmed in the writing of this chapter.

Chapter 23

XXX – Pianos and Other Instruments – XXX

Being quite plastered and alone in an empty house, soon to be my house, seemed to sober me up a bit.

And by a bit, I mean a hell of a lot. I needed to get used to sleeping alone in this house; in this room. Edward's budding career was a priority for us as he had worked so hard to achieve it, there was no way to work around the long hours for now. Eventually, Edward would log in enough hours in the hospital and be able to move up in the world so to speak but right now, we had to grin a bear it.

Thankfully, I was used to being alone and unlike Tanya, I had a life outside of Edward that didn't involve flashing my vag to very Tom, Dick and Harry. Dick being the operative word. Pun very much intended.

I ended up locking myself upstairs in the master bedroom with my suitcase and the closet, debating if I should or shouldn't unpack. I sat on the bed and looked at the two, undecided as to whether or not I should wait for Edward to give me the go-ahead to actually put my stuff in there.

After about five minutes I gave up the staring contest I had going with the closet door and opened it, only to find that half of it was cleared up and empty, waiting to be filled.

I smiled and my heart melted a little. Edward really wanted me here and the insecure little girl inside of me still had to convince herself of that. Every word he said was reinforced by these sweet, innocent gestures.

I unpacked the stuff that could be hung up and then opened a few dresser drawers only to find that several of them had been vacated. I then proceeded to unpack the whole thing.

I was thankful that all of the furniture in the bedroom was completely new since putting away my clothes where Tanya's had once been would have definitely weirded me the fuck out.

By eleven, I was nestled between the covers, surrounded by Edward's smell and watching Friends reruns. I passed out in the middle of the episode where Ross admits to Phoebe that he's still married to Rachel.

My eyes popped open and surveyed the dark bedroom, eerily remembering that I had not turned off the television. I immediately shot up and took in my surroundings, quickly noticing the lump currently snoring on the other side of the bed.

Edward had gotten home and had turned off the television.

The moon illuminated the bedroom in such a way that I could make out his features as shadows and light played beautifully against each other. He looked so pretty asleep with his long eyelashes splayed out over his cheeks; his relaxed features and angular jaw still made me wanna lick him all over.

Seriously, a mental ward could not hold me back from wanting to do nasty things to this man. Nope, the girly bits could not stay away from him.

I surveyed the clock, dammittooearlyforwakeupsex.

Sighing, I pulled the covers up, tucking them under my chin and fell back into a dreamless sleep.

XOXOXOXO

We were woken by a strange noise coming from the first floor. I rubbed my eyes and looked at the alarm clock again; it was nearly ten in the morning already. I then turned to look at a sleepy Edward who was sitting next to me, rubbing his face with one hand, scratching his belly with the other.

Gahh, he looked hot even with pillow creases all over his cheek.

I know... issues.

"Stay here, I'll get it." Edward grumbled before putting on a robe and walking out of the room.

I begrudgingly stretched and smoothed down my rats nest of hair, deciding to get up. My bladder making me haul ass to the washroom and take care of business.

I was relieved that all the wine consumption had worn off without the usual impeding headache.

I guess taking some pain reliever before bed actually does work.

I pulled on some sweat pants and went downstairs where I found Edward with his back to me, standing in the foyer looking at a closed door, still holding onto the doorknob.

"Hey baby, who was that?" I asked, running my hand over his taut shoulder.

I felt him shiver under my touch. Score.

He turned to face me, "Oh, ehmm, it was just my dad. He needed to drop off some house keys. He and mom are going away for a few days. They want me to check in on the house."

I nodded, "Ahh, I see. Such a good son." I patted his cheek playfully.

"The best." He smiled and leaned in to kiss my mouth.

I returned his kiss greedily, wrapping my hand around the nape of his neck, scratching lightly at it with my fingernails, feeling the tendrils of hair between my fingers. I moaned into his mouth as I opened up to him and caressed his tongue with my own.

Edward brought his hand to cup my cheek, caressing it with his thumb. It was my turn to shiver under his touch. I moaned as our tongues battled each other and our heads tilted to allow our mouths better access.

I pulled back as my lungs begged for air and took his bottom lip between my own, suckling on it, earning a groan from deep within Edward's chest.

"Fuck, Bella, you're wearing way too many clothes, baby."

I smirked, "What do you mean?"

Pfft, like I didn't know.

"Oh, we're feeling playful this morning." Edward mused wrapping his arms around me, burying his face in my hair and inhaling deeply.

"Yes, apparently I am, Dr. Cullen."

"Did you want to play nurse, Miss Swan."

Oh, fuck me sideways. Can I hear a yes?

"Ehmm, yes?"

"Was that a question or an answer, Isabella."

Oh sweet baby Jesus, he's pulling the Isabella card on my vag. This is not fair. At. All.

"Yes." I answered, my voice squeaking in a breathy whisper.

"Ehmm, I saw my closet this morning." I eyed me, eyes sparkling; happiness written all over his face.

I blushed, "Yeah?"

"I like it. Do you think you have something in there to play nurse with?" He searched my face, wiggling his eyebrows mischievously.

Hmmm, do I? "Yes!" I answered excitedly, "I'll be right back." I grinned up at him, pecked his cheek and made my way upstairs taking the steps two at a time.

I had brought a white nighty that just happened to have some little red bows on the shoulder straps and I did have some white thigh high socks somewhere in my drawer. I was pretty happy to have even brought such things in the first place.

Putting them on and foregoing the underwear was kinda hot.

Scratch that, it was really fucking hot.

I didn't have any white shoes but did have some red heals that I had brought to wear with my Monday work clothes so I slipped those on.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I smoothed the frizzies out of my hair by wetting it a bit and fingering the strands, making it look chunky then applied a touch of mascara and lipstick, thus completing the look.

I looked pretty hot in a "totally not planned" kinda way, I guess.

I made my way downstairs and found Edward sitting in the formal living room, reading the Sunday paper. His robe was open in the front and his glasses, gahh, the black rimmed reading glasses were perched on the tip of his nose.

Did I mention the glasses?

'Cause Edward never wore them unless he was reading and dayum, the boy could pull those off. HolyHannah.

Anyway, I leaned against the doorjamb and placed my hand on my hip, jutting it out just a bit then brought the index finger of my other hand over the hem of the nighty. I cleared my throat, "Dr. Cullen, we have a patient in exam room three that would need your assistance."

"Holy shit... Bella?" Edward put down the paper then took in my appearance. His eyes traveled from my feet up my white thigh-high covered legs then to the barely there piece of fabric masquerading as a nighty. When his eyes finally met mine, his pupils were dilated and his eyelids were slightly droopy behind his fuck me eyeglasses.

He motioned to remove the spectacles from his face, "Ehmm, no, keep them on, Dr. Cullen. You may need them to ehmmm, examine your patient." I chewed on my bottom lip as I stared at the glasses.

The girlie bits were leaking, I could feel my arousal literally dripping down my thighs for this man. Honestly never thought that could actually happen, but apparently it does.

My nipples pebbled and felt constricted against the silk currently covering my heaving tits. Every inhale and exhale felt torturous as the delicate fabric danced across my skin.

Edward's eyes darkened behind the thick frames as he stood up, erection tenting his boxer briefs, and walked over to meet me. "Why nurse Swan, lead me to our patient." Edward waved his hand, directing me to go before him. I added a little sway to my hips, ya know.. just in case he was ogling my ass.

I made my way to the piano, figuring the large surface would make for a good hard examination surface. At this point my imagination had taken full control over my mind, all I could focus on was getting that cock inside of my body. The foreplay and sexual tension would only serve to make me cum quicker and harder. That was definitely something to look forward to.

"Well, Dr. Cullen," I batted my eyelashes a little bit, "you see, the patient that needed your attention is me." I looked up at him from underneath my lashes acting coyly as I fingered the edge of the nighty.

Edward closed the distance between us eying me like I was his prey. "Oh, is that so, Nurse Swan?"

I nodded and pulled up my nighty, revealing the aforementioned girlie bits along with my belly button. I pointed to a vacant spot on my hip bone. "This spot, right here," I circled it with my pointer finger, acting all innocent, "It itches sometimes."

Edward nodded, "Hmmhmmm, I see. Well, let me take a closer look at that, shall we?"

"Yes sir."

"Well, have a seat on the bench and lay back for me please." He smirked.

My breath hitched and I swallowed a moan as I straddled the edge of the bench and leaned back on my elbows, giving him a very proper view of the ehmm, area.

"Hot damn." Edward cleared his throat, "Well, Nurse Swan, let's see what we have here."

Edward took off his robe and threw it haphazardly over the back of the couch. He then kneeled down at the end of the bench and smirked, licking his lips.

I died. I kid you not. Oh,butwhatawaytogo...

Edward made a soft circle with his index finger over the spot I had pointed to, "Is this the area?"

"Yes." I squeaked, having obvious issues finding my voice since I could feel his breath tickling my dripping hooha.

Edward kissed the spot in question then kissed the same spot on the opposite hip, swirling his tongue over it and nipping lightly with his teeth.

I moaned like a whore in a field of cucumbers.

The anticipation of having his mouth so close to my overheated center was killing me. It took all of my strength not to shove his face in my crotch and tell him to "suck it, bitch".

"Edward, please." I threw my head back and practically shoved my crotch in his face.

He gave me his crooked smirk all the while keeping his eyes on my face and his hands on my hips, "What was that, Nurse Swan?"

Oh yeah, roll playing.

I forgot.

"Oh, Dr. Cullen, that feels so much better. But it's still a little bit itchy."

"Let's try a different technique, shall we Nurse Swan?"

And before I could answer, Edward had two fingers pushed deep inside of me and had his mouth doing deliciously pervy things to my clit.

Talk about a clit wrecker?

I moaned and screamed and writhed against his mouth until I came so hard, I swear I saw god. No lie.

The bench was wet with my arousal and Edward's smirking lips and chiseled jaw glistened with my juices.

Hottest thing ever.

"Do you have any idea how good you look, baby?" Edward kissed his way up my body, bringing my nighty up and over my head. When his lips found mine, I twisted and sucked his tongue greedily, tasting myself on him, urging him on as he stepped out of his boxers.

He kissed my jaw as I tried to regain some sense of reality. "God, Edward. So good."

His tongue and lips trailed hot kisses over my neck and collarbones as his hands found purchase over my breasts. His thumbs circling and pinching my nipples as my hands and nails glided over his back and chest.

I flicked his nipple playfully, earning a guttural groan from deep within Edward's chest. He bit my shoulder, hard then kissed it. The mixture of pain and pleasure making my skin pebble and my nipples harden tenfold.

"So greedy for my cock, aren't you, Nurse Swan?"

"Yes, only for you." I moaned as Edward's fingers found my drenched pussy.

"So wet for me, sweetheart." He dipped and swirled his fingers through my folds, "Do you want my cock, baby girl?"

Oh, do I?

"Yes. Please Edward."

He pulled me up off of the soaked bench and sat me on top of the piano, my legs hanging over the keys. Thankfully, the cover was closed. I would have been afraid to break it. After all, Edward loved to play and I did want a repeat performance of our piano lovin' in the future.

"Hmm, so good." I hummed as his mouth found the hollow underneath my ear.

I kissed his neck and cheeks, finally finding his mouth. I sucked his bottom lip into my mouth as his hands caressed and teased my nipples. I could feel his cock rub up against my center so I circled my hips, coating his tip with my wetness. I pushed my hips out, as Edward pushed his deeper in between my thighs. I felt him slip between my folds, teasing my sensitive bud with each pass.

I could barely stand it. I needed him burried deep inside of me ponto. The teasing was driving me insane, "Please Edward."

Edward pulled back from kissing and suckling my tits,"What was that, Nurse Swan?"

"I need your cock, baby." I moaned, reaching down and lining him up to my entrance as his lips and mouth kissed nipped and sucked at my skin. I couldn't keep my own mouth off of his body. I loved the sounds he made whenever I licked and nibbled at his collarbones and pecks.

He loved it when I pinched his nipples, which made me giggle every time.

I wrapped my thighs around Edward's hips and pushed my heels against his ass pulling his hips forward bringing his cock finally fully sheathed inside me.

We slowly found a rhythm that worked for us as Edward held onto my hips and thrust into me.

I looked down to where we were joined and shivered, "Fuck, that's hot."

Edward looked too and pulled almost all the way out then proceeded to thrust in, his hips meeting mine.

My head fell back as his cock hit that magical spot repeatedly, lighting my body on fire.

"More." I cried as Edward grasped my hips, his fingers digging into my skin.

"How's that itch, Nurse Swan?" Edward asked between kisses and thrusts.

I was so close to my second "O", I may have answered something along the lines of "who the fuck cares" but I'm not entirely sure.

What I am sure of is that soon, we both came hard, panting and moaning, filling the house with noises that should be kept in the privacy of one's bedroom.

Did I care?

Ehmm, no.

"Hmmm, so good, Edward." I breathed heavily, laying back on my elbows over the piano.

"Baby, we are going to do that in every single room in this house." Edward kissed my belly as he pulled out of me, making me a bit sad at the loss of contact.

"Oh, we better, Dr. Cullen."

"Damn right, Nurse Swan." He smirked; I swooned.

Dear, God.

My girlie bits tingled in anticipation for the next round.

We had already been through about half the rooms in the house but I couldn't wait until we found a way to go through all of them.

Well, or so one can dream, right?

Edward and I were grown adults, free to do whatever we wished.

That afternoon became known as the Great Piano Sexin' of 2010.

My "O"s were mainly Edward induced, for the most part, anyways. I still had to go toy shopping at some point but I had planned to bring Edward with me this time. No internet shopping for once. I'd get his input on what he'd like to use on me. It was all sorts of kinky in the vanilla kind of way.

XOXOXOXO

Over the week that followed my epic drunken dinner fail, I spent my days at work and my evenings at home packing my stuff.

On the nights where Edward was not at the hospital, he would come over and we would pack some things and make trips to his house then unpack what I had brought. We would fool around and be goofy together; enjoying each other's company.

Life was chaotic but we made it work.

Alice also helped me a lot. She would come over and we would blast loud music through the apartment and pack up the more delicate items, some nights, we hardly got anything done but we had a blast together and made plans to go Christmas shopping the next Saturday. We also made lists and preparations going over invites and whatnot for the Cullen-Swan Christmas Bash.

We left Saturday morning and made a day of it. Trying on some naughty things at Victoria's Secret and spending way too much money on shoes. Which I could totally justify because I love shoes almost as much as Alice does.

I found the perfect gift for Edward and had Alice hide it at her house so he wouldn't find it. In turn, she made me hide Jazz's present in Edward's house.

I still couldn't call it my house since all of my furniture was still in my apartment but by that weekend, most of my clothes were secured in the master bedroom and I was sleeping in Edward's bed more often than my own.

The week before Christmas, Edward, Emmett and Jasper used my truck and in one afternoon, had moved all of my furniture into Edward's house while the girls and I watched with rapped attention while drinking hot cocoa.

"You boys look good all muscled and strong like that." Rose waved her hands toward the boys as they tortuously dragged my old bedroom furniture to one of the empty spare rooms upstairs. Her pregnancy hormones had kicked into overdrive and she was in horny mode, twenty four seven.

Emmett wasn't complaining.

We thought it was funny as hell.

"Well, baby, you like me lifting this shit? You want me to move the furniture out of our spare room later? I could set up the crib next weekend." Emmett smiled brightly at his baby-momma.

"It's too early for that, but you can move around the furniture in the living room if you want." She teased and winked at him.

How these two could make moving furniture an aphrodisiac, I couldn't understand. At all.

Edward chuckled, "Dude, knock it off. Help me get the last dresser."

Edward and Emmett walked off to get the last piece of furniture while Jasper went to pick up some food, "Don't forget the extra fortune cookies." Alice yelled after him as he walked out the door.

"He always forgets about my cookies, but I love him anyways." She mused balancing herself on her heels, half drank cup of cocoa in hand. We were foregoing alcohol due to Rose's impending baby bump.

Plus she told us the smell of any kind of liquor made her sick and that was definitely frowned upon.

Edward and Emmett finished with the furniture and Jasper got home right in the nick of time. We all sat around the dining room table and enjoyed the Chinese food.

Emmett regaled us about his job and upcoming trip to California while Rose grumbled about morning sickness and telling her parents. Apparently they were not quite in the know yet.

"Bella, you're going to love the backyard in the summer, the gardens are so lovely." Alice said while chewing on her third fortune cookie.

"Yeah, the perennials are beautiful. Edward said they bloom all summer long." I replied.

"We used to come here when we were kids and play hide and go seek back there. This is so beyond cool, Bella." Alice clapped her hands excitedly, remembering some pieces of her childhood. "When we have kids, we can bring them here and they can have fun back there too. This is so wonderful."

Kids. I mean, yeah, I want some, someday with Edward, but I wasn't quite ready for that.

Was Edward ready for that? Right now?

No, I doubted it. The thought made me both happy and nervous at the same time. It was an odd feeling but not a bad one.

I had a lot of things going on around me and didn't want to add yet another to my plate right at that moment.

"Yeah, it'll be great." I replied nervously. "Not right now, of course, but definitely someday."

We talked a bit more about the things she used to do in the house when she was young. Turns out there is a secret passageway in the closets upstairs that lead from one bedroom to the other. She and Edward used to hide from their parents up there sometimes.

The mental image of a younger Edward giggling and running around this place put a smile on my face, "It sounds like you two had fun here."

Alice smiled, "We did, Bella. The only thing better than you and Edward living here, would be if Jazz and I lived here."

I couldn't help but feel bad for Alice but it wasn't my fault that Edward had gotten the house, "You're welcomed over any time, hun."

"Thanks, Bells."

The rest of the meal went by quickly. Rose only got sick once and it may have been because Emmett mentioned something about shrimp in his noodles. Apparently she didn't do well with shell fish. The thought alone made her sick.

Jasper and Edward discussed Jake. The little fucker turned out to be a girl rat and had a litter of little baby rats. Edward didn't understand it but seemed pleased by it nonetheless; Jasper looked like a proud papa while Alice scrunched up her nose and rolled her eyes. She threatened all of our balls if we offered Jasper any other animals.

She said the zoo was officially closed to new additions which made us all laugh while she gave us the evil eye.

Truthfully, the thought of all of those little rats running around took away my appetite. I swear, part of me wanted to join Rose over the toilet.

When our friends left, Edward and I took a good look around the house, sighed, smiled then ran up the stairs grinning like idiots. We teased each other with little touches and kisses while we showered and got ready for bed.

While all of the chaos seemed to be settling down around us, I relaxed into Edward's side, snuggling as we drifted off to sleep, too tired for anything else.

Things felt right. Life was good.

All that was left for me to do was go to my old apartment and clean up then see the landlord to drop off my keys.

XOXOXOXO

Christmas happened to be on a weekend which I thought was perfect since we could hold our Christmas party on the actual day in question. This made Alice squeal louder. Something about it being faith. Whatever.

The week before Christmas and said party went by in a blur of activities. I cleaned and gave my apartment the kiss of death. I then proceeded to do as much unpacking as possible. When I was done, I found my Christmas decorations as well as Edward's and went to town.

When Edward climbed into bed Wednesday night, he kissed my cheek and pulled my back to his chest.

I wiggled a little against him, loving the feel of his body intertwined with mine. "Hey baby, how was work?" I asked while stifling a yawn.

"Same old, same old. You've been busy, I see." Edward settled his hand over my hip where I twinned our fingers together and rubbed my thumb over his.

"Yeah. I hope you don't mind. I didn't go overboard, just my small tree and a few lights. We can do bigger next year if you want. It's just with the party and everything; we kind of needed a tree."

I hadn't gone overboard. All I had done was sit my small fake tree in the corner of the living room and string some lights into it. I had then hung up my decorations and some of Edward's throughout the house. I had found a wreath and decorated it with pretty ribbon which looked wonderful over the fireplace mantle once I removed the painting that was there. Being a graphic artist meant that I was actually creative, Alice would be proud.

"It looks great, baby. I wish I would have had time to be here with you."

"I know. But this way, we get to enjoy more time in bed together." I wiggled my naked butt against his growing erection.

"Oh, I like your thinking. I think I love you, Miss Swan."

I smiled, he was sweet beyond words. "I love you too, baby."

"Can I sex you up now?" Edward asked, tickling my sides, making me squirm and giggle against him.

Pshht... like he even had to ask.

A/N: Do you really think Carlisle was dropping off house keys? What else could it be? Thoughts, theories? :o)

Yes, piano sex is cliché but I had to do it at least once... Bella is a horny perve, of course she'd want to defile it! Geez...

Oh, and WitchyVampireGirl, did that make your girlie bits tingle, hmm? You asked for it, hun! ;o)

As always, a huge thanks to my girls WitchyVampireGirl and Scrimmy for helping me make my shit look good.

The term Clit Wrecker belongs to Nyddi... go read her stuff, she's awesome!