My electronic baby is back! Chapter 6 is already in the hands of the Beta! Hopefully you will have it next weekend! Beta'd by the wonderful Daphodil, any other mistakes are all me!

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Chap 5

Bella POV

It's been six days since I met Edward. Six days since I slept in my own bed. Six days of having the time of my life. Six days, and I'm pretty sure I'm in love with him, and I want to have his babies, and that I also want to fuck him. Yes, I'm aware that in order to have his babies we need to have sex, but I want to fuck him, I want him to ravish my body. I Bella Swan would like to fuck one Edward Cullen. Every time he touches me I come closer and closer to not staying true to the V. The V fucking sucks. Especially having a hot-ass boyfriend who ravishes my body every night with just his hands and tongue.

I'm shocked at this revelation, but the man does things to me… He makes me feel wild and free. Until six days ago I had never felt free; I fucking love it!

Edward and I are currently standing outside of his parent's house. I'm a little nervous, but as long as I have Edward by my side I'm okay. I smile at how true that statement is when I look down at our entwined hands. He takes out his house key and stares at me as he turns the lock.

"You ready, Tiny?"

I nod my head. Without hesitation, he opens the door. I am engulfed in a bear hug and blinded by a mass of long auburn hair before my head clears the threshold. The woman I presume is Edward's mother is no bigger than me, but she is strong.

"I've waited for this day since he was born!" The small figure keeps a strong hold onto me.

Edward shrugs his shoulders at me, "Mom, don't suffocate her."

Esme Cullen releases her hold on me, looking as if I was sent by God himself. There is a hint of tears in her green eyes, and I immediately fall in love with her.

Pulling me away from his mother, Edward wraps a protective arm around my waist. "Mom, let her breathe. You're going to scare her away, and I just found her."

Edward kisses the top of my head when a striking looking older gentleman walks down the hall. Carlisle and Esme make the perfect couple. They are gorgeous, and I see why my man is so good looking.

"This must be beautiful Bella." Edward's dad walks over to us and takes me out of his son's embrace. He gives me a fatherly hug. This family is hard not to love.

He releases me, and then I am immediately accosted by Esme again. She leads us all to the living room where there is an assortment of hors d'oeuvres and wine. I sort of feel like royalty with the way they have laid out this spread for me.

The living room is simply beautiful. It's not overly decorated like the homes of some people with money. It's effortlessly elegant. The light green sofa set blends well with the beige carpet and the beautiful paintings on the wall. Intricate flower arrangements decorate the room, giving off a warm spring feeling as the sunlight shines through the windows.

The best parts of the entire living room are the pictures of Edward through the years. My eyes dart around the room, following his progression as he grows from newborn to soldier. A smile is plastered on my face. Esme takes my hand, pulling me out of my observation of the room.

"So tell me, dear. Do you want me to check the church for June or July?" Esme is beaming at me, and for a second I'm speechless. Is Edward planning on proposing? I mean I would say yes in a damn heartbeat but we did just meet. What am I saying? I would say yes!

Before I can respond, Carlisle comes to the rescue. "Now, darling, they just met. At least give Bella a few hours before you attack her with the wedding plans."

Esme massages my ring finger and I'm starting to feel like I'm being fatten up for the kill, or in this case marriage. Now, call me crazy, but I open my hands a little wider so she can get the measurements just right.

"Oh, Carlisle, hush. When my only child calls and tells me he's met the girl of his dreams, of course I would start making wedding plans." She beams from me to Edward.

My man is looking all kinds of shy and, for once, has no macho words to say, so I think someone has been talking to their mother about marriage. My heart speeds up, and I must admit I'm nervous as all hell, but from the second he took my hand at the nightclub, I knew without a shadow of a doubt, that Edward Cullen would be mine forever.

Keeping my hand held firmly in hers, Esme turns to face me. "Tell us about your yourself. Where are you from? What are your parents like? How did you and Edward meet?"

"Mom! Breathe. Give her time to answer." Edward gives his mother a hard stare from across the room, and I can tell that he wants to be close to me.

This is actually the farthest we've sat from each other since we met six days ago. Usually, we are practically on top of each other: him always stroking some part of my body and me always finding my fingers running through his hair. It's short, but I love his hair.

He gives me a wink, making sure that I'm comfortable. I smile at him giving him a little nod. Esme notices our silent exchange; she clears her throat to get my attention.

"Oh, sorry Mrs. Cullen—"

Esme lets out a loud screech as if she's seen a giant spider. "Bella! You will not call me Mrs. Cullen. From this moment on, you will either call me Ma, Mom, Mother, or Momma Esme. Honestly dear, we will be family soon enough. I can see the way you look at each other."

This woman is too wonderful for words. She gives my hand an encouraging squeeze. I turn around to face her, smiling at how motherly and affectionate she is.

"Momma Esme, I'm from a small town called Forks it's about four hours from here. My parents still live there. In fact, Edward and I are driving up this weekend."

Esme looks from me to Edward. "Really! How exciting. Hear that Carlisle he's going to meet her parents."

Carlisle takes a sip of his coffee. "Yes dear, I heard her. After all, I am sitting right here. Remember gloating doesn't become you."

She waves him off and rolls her eyes that are the exact color of Edward's. "Oh, hush."

We spent the rest of the visit talking about my life growing up in Forks as the daughter of the Police Chief. We talked about my new degree. Both Carlisle and Esme told stories of Edward growing up; their adoration for their only child sang through every word. Edward took me on a tour of the house he grew up in.

I walked around Edward's childhood bedroom. Different awards and pictures littering the blue walls. Sports trophies line every inch of his dresser and nightstand, telling a story of the boy that grew up in this room, in this house with these wonderful people. Pictures of the three of them together fill the room, their happy faces smiling and laughing.

Edward wraps his arms around my waist and kisses my neck. I sigh at the feeling of his lips against my skin. I turn to face him on my tiptoes to peck his kissable lips.

"She didn't lay it on too thick, did she?" Edward leans back to examine my reaction.

"Edward, your mother is perfect. She can do no wrong in my eyes. I am wondering what exactly you told her about me."

He captures my bottom lip in between his teeth, sucking it into his hot, waiting mouth.

"I told her the truth: that I met the woman of my dreams." His kisses are slow and sensual while his lips invade mine. Our tongues battle for superiority while he lifts me up and carries me to the full size bed.

Our kisses become wild. I run my fingers through his hair and bring him closer to me. His hands run up my bare leg under my skirt. Edward nips and licks at my exposed neck, his other hand squeezes one of my breasts.

"Oh, Edward." I whisper while pulling him back up to kiss my lips.

Nipping at my bottom lip, he says, "Damn it, Tiny, I don't know how much longer I can hold back from having you. I fucking need you, baby."

I run my tongue across is top lip, smiling sexy at him. "You already have me, you just have to wait to be inside of me."

He seizes my lips in a searing kiss, grinding his hard cock against me causing me, to purr like the whore I am becoming. We find a rhythm. Him hitting my sensitive clit with his jean-covered dick. I feel like a horny teenager with his parents downstairs.

"Yes, so good. Edward, so good." I whisper frantically as an orgasm hits me unexpectedly.

Edward's body shivers on top of me, and we stay wrapped in each other's arms. He looks at me, shaking his head in disbelief.

"I can't believe I just came in my pants like a fucking punk."

I laugh so hard; it takes me a minute to catch my breath. I did that to him, I made this grown ass man come in his jeans. Yeah, I'm the shit, and it only took six days for me to figure it out.

Edward POV

I can't believe I fucking came in my pants. I mean I'm Edward Fucking Cullen. Damn it, this woman owns my ass. I know I'm going to spend the rest of my life with her, that's why I'm going to ask mom for grandma's ring. Some may think it's too soon, but not me. When you know, you just fucking know. I plan to give her sometime, meet her parents and all that, but Bella Swan will be my wife, hopefully, before my next mission. Now, all I have to do is face her parents.

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