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~ Part two ~

"I think it's about time we head back to the city." Mom's voice made me look up, just in time to see her wink at me.

Fucking hell? Was mom trying to help me get laid or what?

I grinned back, trying not to look too eager. "It is getting pretty late."

"I guess time flies when you're having fun," Sue chimed in, her knowing grin telling me she was in on this as well.

In fact, the only one who seemed to be oblivious – and thank God for that – was Charlie who had wandered a bit further into the backyard to study the greenery as soon as the conversation had steered towards fabric. "You're probably right," he said, rejoining us on the back porch. "We've got a long drive ahead of us tomorrow."

"But you're swinging by for breakfast first, right?" Bella insisted. "You promised, dad."

"Alright, alright," Charlie chuckled. "We'll drop by for breakfast as long as you make it an early breakfast."

Bella rolled her eyes at him, linking her arm through his as they walked back into the house. "You've got yourself a deal, dad!" she chuckled just as they vanished from sight.

"I'm proud of you, Edward." The sound of my mom's voice so close by started me. "You've made a good life for yourself after everything that's happened."

I shrugged. "So have you."

She smiled sadly. "I'm trying but it's not easy."

"With dad?"

She nodded. "I just wish sometimes that he would start something; find something he wants to do. He just hangs around the house all day thinking about the mistakes he made…I worry about him."

"You mean like….."

A tear escaped her eye, confirming what I already feared. "He's so depressed, Edward. I don't know what to do. At times I'm afraid to leave the house in the morning!"

"Fuck!" I sighed, pulling mom into a hug. "Does he still talk to that shrink of his?"

Mom nodded. "I think it's the only thing that keeps him on the right side of the edge."

"What does she say?" I knew dad had started seeing a new therapist as soon as he and mom had moved to San Francisco, if not for himself, to come to grips with his past, then for mom, who'd demanded that if he wanted to save their marriage, he'd have to go into counseling.

"I don't know," she shrugged, "he never speaks about it. But Edward?"

"Yeah?" I looked up wearily, already having a hunch about what would come next.

"Won't you talk to him?" she pleaded. "I know things are still difficult between the two of you but maybe if you talk he could get over this….or maybe you can find something to keep him going or….."

"I don't know if that's a good idea, mom," I sighed. "With the way things are between us, I doubt if I can do much good."

"But will you try?" she pressed. "For me?"

I let out another deep breath, linking her arm through mine just as Bella had done with her dad. "I'll do it for you, mom."

She smiled widely, trying to straighten my hair. "You're a good boy, Edward. I've always known it."

We rejoined the rest as they said their goodbyes on the front steps, my mom somehow managing to conjure her face into a look of neutrality as she guided Sue and Charlie back to her car. She'd be dropping them off at their hotel in the city before she went back to the swanky new bayside apartment she and dad had bought.

"Finally!" I groaned, closing the door on our family. "I thought they never leave!"

"It was fun, though," Bella smiled. "And God only knows when we get to do this again, with dad living so far away now."

"It would have been a whole lot more fun if they'd buggered off an hour or so ago," I grumbled running a hand through my hair.

"I believe you said something about christening a couple of rooms?" Bella cooed, her fingers dancing along the buttons of my shirt.

"Damn right I did!" I growled, my hands around her ass pulling her body into mine as I pushed my tongue inside her mouth, a deep, throaty moan leaving her mouth as her fingers wove into my hair.

We were both panting for air by the time we broke apart, a deep primal urge to claim what was mine coursing through my veins. "Now, I'm going to make the rounds to see if everything is locked up and secure," I announced, my voice husky and needy as my hands trailed along her body, "you'd better be ready for me when I get up or else…"

She swallowed hard, her lips moist and swollen from our kiss. "Or else what?"

I leaned in, brushing my nose along her cheekbone as I whispered in her ear. "Believe me, little girl, you don't want to know."

And with that I turned and walked away, disregarding my body's demand to get her naked and push into her against the door.

Later.

I took me all of five minutes to make the rounds, making sure all doors and windows were shut and locked before setting the alarm and making my way upstairs, my breath sticking in my throat as soon as I entered the master bedroom to find Bella sprawled out on top of the sheets, completely naked except for a pair of black, patent leather heels and the necklace I'd bought her for Valentine's day.

Game, set and match, Miss Swan.

She smiled deviously, licking her lips as she motioned me in, the seduction in her voice going straight to my cock as she spoke. "I do believe you said something about christening every room in the house?" she purred, her fingertips trailing over her body as she giggled. "Clock's ticking, mister Cullen."

Fuck.

Me.

I was in front of her in the blink of an eye, pulling on her legs until they dropped down the edge of the mattress, her pussy right in front of my face as I dropped down to my knees. The sight of it, all glistening and wet, made my mouth water.

"My, my, you look quite delectable tonight, Miss Swan," I crooned, trailing my hands up and down her bare skin as I kissed the inside of her thigh.

She squirmed, her apparent need for me making my confidence soar. I looked up her body, her eyes hooded and glimmering with lust as she stared back at me. "Do you mind if I dive in?'

She gasped, a tremor coursing through her veins as she answered. "Not at all."

I didn't give her any more time to prepare, the blissful, savory taste of her making me groan as I licked up her slit. Fuck, she tasted amazing! I could never get enough of my girl.

And apparently the feeling was mutual. "Edward," she moaned, her body writhing underneath me as I pushed my tongue inside her hot, wet body, her hands grabbing at my hair like they always did, the pain a pleasant stimulant as I worked my girl up to the brink before pulling back.

"Wha- ?" she whimpered, her cheeks flushed and eyes wide and desperate as she watched me get up. "Why did you stop?"

I chuckled, leaning in to kiss the tip of her nose as she pouted. "Sweetheart, I want nothing more than for you to cum, but when you do I want to be fucking you."

Her mouth fell open, her legs rubbing together for friction as I got rid of my clothes at the speed of light, my shirt still flying in the air when I buried myself inside of her.

"Fuck, baby!" I groaned, the tight wetness of her pussy as I pushed in almost making me come at the spot "You feel so fucking good."

"Ah!" she moaned, her back arching off the mattress as I buried myself to the hilt. "Edward!"

"Yes, angel?" I groaned against her lips. "What do you want? What do you need?"

"I….fuck….." her nails scarped against the skin of my back, spurring me on as I pistoned in and out of her. "Harder!"

I growled deep inside my chest as I picked up my speed, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoing off the walls as I took her hard, fast and deep.

Just as she wanted it.

"Fuck, baby!" I snarled, feeling the tightening start to built in my abdomen. "I'm almost there."

She bit her lip as she pulled her knees up, allowing me to go even deeper as she threw her head back against the headboard. "So close…..so….fucking…..close."

I grabbed the solid wood of the headboard with one hand, using the leverage to pound into her harder as my other fumbled around for her clit, her body starting to pulse around me almost as soon as I did.

"Oh my God! Edwarrrrrrrd!" she cried out, her nails almost breaking skin as she dug them into my shoulders, the pain combined with the tightening of her pussy around me coaxing forth my own orgasm.

"Fuck!" I gasped, my head collapsing on her shoulder as I spilled inside of her. "I love you…..so fucking much."

Her hands wove into my hair, the tips of her fingers making my scalp tingle as she traced patterns into my hair. "I love you too, Edward." I looked up to find her eyes shining into mine with an amount of love and honesty I never thought I deserved. "More than life itself."

I rolled away, bringing her with me as we tried to reclaim our breath, my sweat slicked body wrapped around hers as I listened while her breathing slowly evened out. "Rest while you can, honey," I chuckled, kissing the bare skin of her shoulder. "I'm not done with you yet."

It was a long time before either of us got some sleep that night.