A/N: I'm actually updating? What the hell, right? Sorry for the long delay, RL has been kicking my ass, and I did write an entire chaptered fic during that time as well - I'll start posting it soon. Anyway - on with the shower sex. Bella and Edward must be about ready to burst after all this time. :P

Many thanks to my good friend Citikitti for the beta. You are an extremely patient woman (LOL, JK). I own nothing, as usual.

Edward Revisited

I had pulled Bella into the bathroom with no conscious thought as to what I was going to do next. Had she been joking? If she had, what must she be thinking of me? I released her arm and laid the towel on the countertop, not meeting her eyes. I felt her hands caressing my back and lifted my head up, ours eyes finally meeting in the mirror; hers were heavy-lidded, almost predatory. My cock twitched and she grinned once, before grabbing me around the waist and pushing me in the direction of the closed door. I complied with her request, knowing she wouldn't be able to move me of her own accord.

I expected Bella to break out her patented against-the-wall kissing moves, but instead she tugged my shirt over my head and began working on my fly. "The plan was to shower, wasn't it?" Bella asked with a mischievous smile as she picked up on my shock.

I didn't bother to answer, instead pulling her t-shirt up over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra. I paused in my de-clothing of her, staring at her chest like a teenaged virgin who had never before seen a pair of breasts. She was turning me into a bumbling idiot.

Bella pretended not to notice my slack-jawed lunacy, kissing my throat as she tugged my jeans and boxers down over my ass. I cursed aloud as she grabbed me forcefully by the dick. Whoa, slow down there. But she wasn't slowing down. She brought her foot up and began using her heel to push my jeans and underwear the rest of the way to the floor, then hitched her leg up around my bare hip. I'd only gotten as far as unhooking the button on her jeans.

We kissed for awhile, but Bella seemed to be growing impatient. She was making little grumbling noises under her breath and pressing her hips against me as tightly as she could manage. Our heights were not working in her favour. I pulled my mouth away and pushed her leg from my hip. She began to make a noise of complaint, but stopped abruptly when I slid my fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled both them and her jeans down in one fell swoop. I wound my arm around her waist and walked us in the direction of the shower.

"Showering was the plan, right?" I teased her. Keeping my left arm securely around her, I turned the water on with my right hand and adjusted the temperature. We stumbled into the shower stall under the stream of water; it was a little too hot, but I couldn't give a fuck under the current circumstances. I wasn't about to say, "Bella, hang on a sec while I turn on more cold..." To hell with that. Not when she was sucking on my chin and grinding herself against me, clutching at my ass with one hand and my cock with the other.

She made that frustrated grumbling sound again; either I was too tall, or she was too short. It simply would not work. I lifted my head and glanced around. There was a wide shelf covered in bottles of shampoo and soaps and God only knew what else my sister had dragged in here. It would work; I would hold Bella's weight, but rest her against it. It would work.

The bottles banged and thudded against the tiles as I swept them off to make room for Bella. She captured my mouth with hers, sliding her tongue between my lips with a moan. I felt her slick legs wrap around my hips, and the smooth heels of her feet pushing into my ass cheeks, urging me closer. But before I would give into this unspoken request, I let my hand drift down her belly and between her legs. I could feel the heat emanating from her; it was driving me fucking wild. I slid my finger down the slick folds and she pressed forward into my hand. "Edward," she gasped. "You don't need to. I just want you. Am so ready."

I slipped a finger in anyway, once, twice; the warm, wet, velvety skin making my knees weak. "You feel so good," I whispered against her neck, sucking on the skin there. She bucked into my hand again, a low whining "please" escaping her lips.

I couldn't refuse her now; there was no longer any reason to. I moved my hand to her hip, then slid it under her ass, holding her up and tipping her back slightly. I positioned myself between her knees as she widened her legs for me, wrapping them around my waist after I'd pushed inside of her body. We moaned in unison, the sounds echoing off the tiles around us.

"Fuck. Edward! Harder!" Bella yelled, her fingernails digging into the flesh of my shoulders. I lifted her higher with my right hand, trying to use my left to brace myself against the wall. I was beginning to lose my footing; the floor of the shower was becoming more and more slippery.

I thrust into her as hard as I could, my feet sliding around a little with the movement. "Floor's fucking slippery," I gasped.

She peered over my shoulder, down at the floor. "Oops," she began to giggle, but it turned into a loud, throaty moan when I slammed into her again. "One of the bottles... Ahhh! Fuck! Yes!... Is... fuck... broke... en.. ohhh..."

Well that certainly explained it. I cursed under my breath. There was no way I was going to be able to keep this up with soap trickling steadily under my feet. Bella seemed to realise this too, pulling herself into my arms and gasping, "Sit down."

I did as I was told, seating us directly in the hot stream of water, as far away from the spilled shampoo as I could get. My ass slid a little on the slick tile and I laughed. Bella shut me up quickly when she lowered herself onto me with no warning. I cursed loudly and thrust upwards. She gripped me by the shoulders, her long, sopping hair hanging in her face. I reached up a hand to push it back; I wanted to see her eyes. She continued to pump up and down, her perfectly round breasts directly in my face. I took one of her pert nipples into my mouth and she began to ride me faster, screaming out an unintelligible mixture of swear words. I rolled her nipple between my lips and she let out one long, drawn-out "Fuuuuuuuck", then began whimpering and digging her nails into my back.

"Fuck, Edward, so gooood," she moaned, picking up her pace again. I thrust up to match her movements, the water pooling between our bodies making slapping noises. "Ye-es." Bella sounded like she was fucking crying. Oh shit. "Oh, God!"

"Bella?"

"So good. Don't stop. Don't fucking stop." I removed a hand from her hip to wipe the water out of my eyes so I could get a good look at her. Her eyes were scrunched up in concentration, bottom lip gripped painfully between her teeth. She didn't look okay. She let out another broken moan and whispered more obscenities under her breath.

Her round, dark eyes popped open and her mouth formed a perfect 'o'. "Edward," she gasped, then brought her head down to rest in the crook of my neck, her motions reaching a fever pitch. She let loose another unintelligible wail and I felt her shudder, her body clenching around me. And she was crying; she was sobbing right in my ear. I placed my hands gently on either side of her face and pulled her head up. "Fuck," she gasped, shaking her head. "Too fucking good. Don't. Stop." Bella shuddered again, moaning, her head lolling against me. "Fu –uck," she whimpered. "Still don't."

She was losing momentum, seeming to lose her strength after climaxing. Her eyes were pleading with me, telling me to keep going. I lifted her slightly and shifted, pulling my legs up under me so that I was sitting on my haunches and could thrust more easily. I slammed upwards, Bella's body meeting mine halfway. She was right – it was too good. I felt a rush of heat and a tingling in my abdomen; I wasn't going to last much longer.

I only lasted as long as it took for Bella to scream my name once more, stretching it out amongst her sobs. We fell against each other on the slippery shower floor, panting for breath and wiping the water out of our eyes. It was beginning to turn cold.

"You okay?" I gasped at Bella. "You didn't sound okay."

"Fuck yes," she reassured. "That was... fuck! That was the best, the weirdest orgasm... orgasms... Jesus..." She shivered.

"I was worried there for a minute... You're cold; we should get out."

Bella nodded and sat upright, reaching behind her to turn off the water. We climbed out of the shower and I wrapped her in a warm, fluffy towel before grabbing one for myself.

When we walked back into my room, I realised I had forgotten to get Bella some of Alice's clothes to wear. I gave her a robe to put on while I was dressing, then snuck across the hall to my sister's room to rifle through her wardrobe. I grabbed a nondescript blue shirt and a black skirt – Alice's pants would all be too short. I even found some new underwear in a pile on top of the dresser with the tags still on them, so I grabbed Bella a pair of those as well, silently telling Alice I would buy her some more. I knew she wouldn't care; she probably wouldn't even notice they were missing.

Bella was snuggled under my covers when I returned to the bedroom. She gave me a sheepish grin and patted the bed next to her. I dropped Alice's clothes on a nearby chair and climbed in with Bella.

We spent the next couple of hours discussing everything from our jobs, to our families, to our favourite pizza toppings. I discovered that Bella also worked with children just as I did – she was an elementary school teacher, and the school where she taught was directly across from my offices.

"You've got to be kidding me! How long have you been teaching there?"

"Going on three years."

"What? How is it we've never met? Hell, some of your students are probably patients of mine."

"Actually, one of my students was rushed over to your building before. She has really bad allergies to, well, everything, and she had a reaction. I couldn't accompany her, though, I was... umm..." She trailed off, her beautiful face flushed with embarrassment. Could it be?

"You aren't Miss Swan, by any chance?" I couldn't believe I still didn't even know her last name.

"Yeah. That's me."

I laughed. "Was it Maggie? Maggie Todd? She told me you gave her the needle, then fell on the floor really hard. She was terribly worried."

"Oh, God." Bella dropped her face into her hands. "The nurse was on break, and I had to do it. I'm fucking terrified of needles." She slapped me on the shoulder when I continued to laugh. "I injected her then immediately did a face-plant. I could feel myself getting woozy, but I made damn sure that needle was out of her before I passed out."

"You were wonderful, Miss Swan. I'm only teasing. You saved that girl, to be sure."

"I suppose." She studied the duvet, embarrassed.

"Swan..." I mused aloud. "You know, in one of the towns where I lived as a kid, the chief of police was a Swan. Do you have any relatives in Forks?"

Bella's eyes were wide as she stared at me incredulously. "Yeah, Charlie Swan is my dad. I didn't grow up with him, though. I only saw him a couple of weeks each summer, but, yeah."

What? That was too damn strange. I could do nothing but shake my head. How had we not met before this? It seemed so unfair.

Bella sat up suddenly and clapped her hands together. "Dr. Carlisle Cullen is your dad?"

"Yeah," I answered, confused.

Her face reddened again and she chewed on her bottom lip for a moment before laughing. "I... uh... He stitched me up a few times when Charlie thought it was a good idea to take me fishing with him. Hooks and I were about as good of friends as needles and I are... I have to admit, I always had a little crush on him, your dad." She blushed deeply again.

I rolled my eyes. I'd heard that enough times in my life to be getting on with, thank you very much. "Doesn't everyone?" It came out sounding much more bitterly than I had intended and Bella snickered at me.

When talk turned to where we had gone to college -- we were surprised to find we hadn't gone to the same one, the rate we were going – Bella remembered that she needed to call her friends. Our activities had struck the thought thoroughly from her mind. We couldn't find her cell, so I offered her the land line, passing her the old rotary phone that had been in the room since the late 70s.

"Edward," she laughed, giving the receiver a funny look. "Even if you won't allow your mom to redecorate the house, at least let her get you a new phone."

I poked my tongue out at her and she giggled some more, exaggeratingly dialling the phone and pretending to injure her fingers.

I heard a female voice answer on the other end, then Bella jumped in with her apologies. "God, Ang, I'm so sorry. I lost my phone, but I'm completely fine! Oh, you've got my phone. You've already spoken with Emmett? How.... Oh. Sorry for getting so wasted, I..."

I tuned the rest of their conversation out and closed my eyes, resting my head on Bella's stomach. She reached down and began stroking my hair; it felt amazing. Bella hung up a moment later with a sigh. "I guess I worried for nothing. Emmett and Angela exchanged numbers last night, and he promised to keep an eye on me for her. God, I must have been an absolute mess for Emmett to make promises like that."

I chuckled. "Emmett really likes you. He seems to think the two of you are actually related."

"Huh. Guess we'll have to check into it someday." Bella yawned hugely. "Wanna take a nap?"

I nodded my head and we settled in together. Bella was out in a matter of minutes, but I couldn't get to sleep. I decided to fix her a surprise lunch, so I slid very slowly out of the bed and crept from the room.

Emmett was in the kitchen when I got downstairs, stuffing himself with sandwiches and potato chips. "Well, hello!" he greeted me boisterously. "Didn't we make up for lost time this morning, Cullen."

Oh fuck. We had been loud. I had completely forgotten that there were other people in the house. Hell, I had forgotten that there were other people in the world.

I decided that ignoring his remark would be the safest course of action. "Where is everyone else?" I asked as I stole one of Emmett's chips.

"Alice dragged them all out shopping. Said she couldn't stand hearing her wittle brother make sexin' noises anymore; she felt like she was gonna puke. Said it was worse than that time she heard Esme and Carlisle going at it."

I made a face and returned the chip I had just stolen to Emmett's plate. "Don't speak of such things."

Emmett snorted. "Come on, man, who hasn't heard your folks getting it on? Carlisle knows how to please a lady." He nodded knowingly; I threw up in my mouth a little.

"I haven't! And God, I don't even want to think about it. Change the subject; that's just wrong."

"Why? Apparently you're a chip off the old block. Who'd have thought that you'd have moves, man? Edward has moves! I'm so proud" He wiped away a fake tear. "Seriously, though, you've got to teach me whatever you did to make her have that weird crying orgasm -- I was a little worried at first, but Rose says that crying during orgasm means you rule. Apparently crying even trumps drooling. Huh." Em pondered that for a moment, licking salt off his fingers.

Jesus, they'd been listening in and discussing us? I needed new friends who were far less strange and who understood the meaning of the word "personal". I was relieved, however; I'd been worried I'd hurt her myself. Not that I was going to let Emmett get so much as a whiff of that information."We're not having this conversation. We're not having anything in the realm of this conversation."

"Aww, come on, bro. Don't hold out on me! Rose looked at me all 'you can't make me do that', and now I feel like I gotta prove myself and shit. Help a guy out."

"No."

"Fine, then you leave me no choice. I'll just have to ask Bella."

I glared at him, my eyes narrowed. "You wouldn't dare."

"Pssh, this is me we're talking about. You think I give a fuck? She'll tell me, too; that girl is awe-some."

Shit. He would ask her. I needed to stall for time so I could think up something to tell him. I had no clue what I'd done differently; I hadn't gotten that response from a woman before. "Fine, I'll tell you, but you have to promise me you'll make yourself scarce for the rest of the day."

"Deal. Now out with it."

Er… "I'm not telling you now. You have to get out of here first. I'll tell you later."

"Why are you so quick to get rid of Ole Emmett, huh? Got something planned? Gonna make Bella cry some more?" He winked lewdly.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm going to make her something to eat. Really, I just want to spend some time with her without the constant worry that you've got your ear pressed to a glass against my bedroom door. We're celebrating -- I just found out that Bella lives in Seattle." I couldn't stop the huge, ridiculous grin from spreading across my face.

"Fuck me! Seriously? That's great, man!"

"Yeah, and even weirder than that, she was born in Forks. She's Charlie Swan's daughter."

"She's Baby Chief Swan? Holy shit!"

"I know! Do you know how many times we could have met, but didn't? She even teaches at the school across the street from my office. How weird is that? And we had to come all the way to Chicago to run into one another."

"That's fucked up."

"It's fate, is what it is."

Emmett scoffed. "You don't believe in shit like that, science nerd."

"Well I certainly didn't, but now I'm convinced. Just don't tell Alice; I hate it when she says 'I told you so'."

"Are you gonna go all new age on us now? Start healing with crystals and all that positive energy bullshit?"

"I shall plan my entire life around the movement of the planets," I deadpanned.

"Geesh, give a girl a crying orgasm and suddenly you think you're a comedian."

"Three."

"Huh?"

"Three crying orgasms. In a row."

"How the fuck..." His mouth hung open and his brow was furrowed in confusion.

"I've studied anatomy."

"It'd almost be worth the cutting up dead bodies and shit for that. Almost. Sorry Rosie," Emmett cackled. "All right, man, I'll leave you to your food preparational wooing." He stood from his stool and clapped me on the shoulder. "Huh, Baby Chief Swan… Who'd have thought she'd be such a hellion. You know, if you put a moustache on her, I bet I could see the resemblance." He nodded to himself and wandered out of the room.

What the hell was he talking about? I shook my head and turned towards the refrigerator. We hadn't bought a whole lot of groceries; I just hoped there was something edible besides breakfast foods.

I threw together some sandwiches and a quick salad, grabbed a couple bottles of water and placed it all on a tray to carry upstairs to Bella. It certainly didn't show off my culinary skills, but I didn't have much to work with, so it would have to do. Once we were back in Seattle I would be able to really cook for Bella. Thinking of both Bella and Seattle in the same sentence made me grin like a buffoon.

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I'll try not to take so long with the next chapter. Feedback would be lovely.