A/N Helloooo...anyone still there? * taps microphone * Well, it's been a long time since I updated, I will shower you with some smut. Have fun with it, I know I did.

Special thanks to my beautiful beta MissAlex who took some time out of her very busy schedule to edit this chapter. Also if you're been hiding under a rock and haven't read her latest fic, Frontline, you need to read it like NAO! I love you A!

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Chapter 19- You and Me

Previously....

My lips hovered dangerously close to hers. "If you sanction this, Bella, don't tell me to stop, because I don't think I can this time."

"Don't stop," she murmured.

I dipped my head lower and Bella smiled before I parted my lips and crashed them into hers. Her whimpers ricocheted off of the barren corridor, fueling my need for her, and I tightened my arms around her waist, pulling her closer.

I moaned into her mouth, feeling her soft curves mold to my hard muscle so perfectly, and the years we'd been apart receded, taking all of the pain that we harbored with them, if only for this one moment.

Even though we were still a long way from Forks, I'd never felt so at home.

Edward

Pushing Bella against the wall of the hallway and hitching her leg over my hip felt automatic. My hand kneading her thigh while my other threaded into her hair was pure instinct, my love for her knowing no boundaries. I needed her right now more than anything, but not sweetly and slowly. There was nothing sweet or slow about what I wanted to do to her body. I wanted to taste every inch of her. I wanted to fuck her. Hard.

Now, which tit to touch first?

Bella gasped as I began fucking her mouth with my tongue. Man, she tasted so good, and surprisingly, not like alcohol which meant that she hadn't had a drink at the bar. So if that was the case, what made her knock on my door and indirectly confess that she still loved me? I wanted to know the answer but my body had other plans. Way dirtier plans.

"Don't stop me, please," I begged. Her nails scratched down my back and I groaned into her mouth. "Please...God, Bella, you feel so good. Don't stop me, ever."

It turned out that I found a new mantra - Don't stop me - which I kept repeating because I worried that she was going to pull the plug on me at any moment. This was too good to be true. There had to be an if or a but in this equation.

"Bella, baby, please..."

I ground my erection hard into her center, while my desperate hands roamed freely. Bella's breathing was labored as I attacked her mouth, my tongue knowing only dominance and fueled by the desire to conquer her.

But still, I needed her to confirm that she needed this just as much as I did, that right now in this moment, she was on the same page that I was.

"Bella?" I rested my forehead against hers, questioning her with my eyes.

"Edward, don't stop...not now. I can't-"

I didn't let her finish. I hoisted her up and wrapped her legs around my waist. She gasped, her eyes rolling back in her head. All the confirmation I needed.

"We need to get in your room," she breathed. I thrust my hips toward her core and her head fell back against the wall. My hands snaked under her t-shirt, caressing her soft skin. My hips surged forward. Back and forth, in and out. Over and over.

I placed kisses along Bella's lips and chin, trailing a warm path to her neck.

"Oh God, I've missed this," she moaned

"You missed this?" I repeated, my voice low. "You missed the way your body feels when I touch you?"

"Yes," she whispered against my lips.

I thrust my hips forward again, lifting her higher up the wall. "You missed the way I fuck you?"

"You never fucked me like this," she whimpered.

It was true. Our sex life before our break- up was traditional at best. Fulfilling, but traditional. We were teenagers, still learning about sex and intimacy and each other's bodies. We had only ever been with each other, so our experience was lacking. In the years since then, I learned to fuck and I learned to fuck well. I was going to make Bella's body feel things that I was sure that fuckhead fiancé of hers never tried.

"No one has ever fucked you the way I'm going to fuck you. That's a promise," I growled as I lifted her shirt over her bra-covered breasts. Jesus...black lace.

"Prove it," Bella taunted me. I turned around and she tightened her legs around my hips as I pressed her against my door, my hand desperately fiddling with the handle.

Shit. Locked. The goddamn door was locked.

I put Bella down and felt for my pockets. Then I remembered that the key card was sitting on my bedside table. Not only did I not have my key, but no shoes, shirt, or wallet...They were all locked inside my nice $250-a-night room. But more pressingly, the locked door was messing with my plans to fuck Bella.

Bella slipped out from under my arm that was braced against the wall. "Let's use my room," she said, walking toward her door.

She took her card out of her pocket and unlocked the door, propping herself against the door jamb and cocking an eyebrow. Bella was daring me to prove to her that I could make her feel like no one ever had, including my former self.

And like hell was I going to pass up that offer.

But a thought made me pause. All of the carefully orchestrated plans I made before this trip threatened to go flying out the window if I continued. Part of me screamed that I should stop this right now, go down to the front desk, and get access back into my room, alone, because if Bella and I fucked, it could have serious implications for our future. Possibly good ones, but there was no guarantee.

This is going to change everything.

Or would it?

What if tonight was a one shot deal? It could be just about sex, right?

Hell, who was I kidding?

As I emerged from my reflection, it was like the world appeared clearer. Bella wanted this, I wanted this. Yeah, it might've changed the whole course of our futures in a painful way, but I had to take the risk. I needed her like I needed air, I wanted her whole being to run through my veins, possessing my body and soul, and from the expression on Bella's face right now, she felt the same way.

I couldn't pass up the opportunity to worship her tonight because it might be my last chance at Heaven.

When I made my decision, my inner restraint snapped. I zeroed in on Bella, my palms itching with the need to touch her, my cock twitching with the need to penetrate her. Bella's eyes grew heavy as I approached. Her tongue jetted out of her mouth, teasing me and making my cock harden and ache for her even more.

I touched her cheek with my fingertips. "It's just you and me in this room tonight, no one else. No Jake, no Jess. The whole outside world is not welcome in this bedroom, got it?"

Bella nuzzled her face into my hand, closing her eyes. "You and me," she agreed in breath.

Gently, I reclaimed her mouth with mine, guiding her into her hotel room and closing the door behind us.

Bella brought her hands to my hair, pulling and tugging as we kissed our way to the bed. The only light came from the bathroom, but it was enough so that we didn't have to fumble our way to the mattress. It was an express trip and we kissed, sucked, moaned and squeezed the entire way.

I grabbed Bella's ass as we reached the bed.

"Don't play, show me what you can do," she grunted, looking up at me with fiery eyes.

Now it was on.

I pushed her back onto the bed. Bella yelped in surprise as she fell onto the duvet, the plush fabric enveloping her like my body wanted to.

"This is not a game, Ms. Swan." I locked my eyes with hers to reaffirm how serious I was. "Sit up."

Bella smiled seductively and obeyed my command, eying my crotch. And damn if she didn't lick those full, pink lips again.

"What do you want?" I asked because I knew what I wanted. In the last couple of years, I learned that I liked things a certain way in the bedroom. Bella seemed to like my newfound dominance but I wasn't so sure how far I should push her. I wasn't into shit like bondage and floggers, but I liked control.

Bella gulped, and fuck, licked those lips again. She shyly looked up at me. "I want to run my tongue up your hard cock and feel you fuck my mouth, and I'm tired of waiting."

"Fuck me," I moaned. Where the hell did this vixen come from? She was playing dirty, too. Very nice. This was a new side of her I'd never seen. I really, really liked it.

"You and me," Bella said as she undid the button of my jeans and unzipped my fly. Her eyes were still locked with mine, wide, pleading and laced with desire.

I wiggled my hips to help shimmy my pants down over my ass as Bella pulled at my waistband with her nimble fingers. With my jeans pooled on the floor at my feet, I stepped out of them and kicked them aside. My boxers soon followed and then I was standing naked and at full attention in front of Bella.

I smirked when her mouth dropped open. "Look familiar?"

"Yes and no...I don't know," Bella observed. I wanted to tell her to go ahead and get reacquainted but the way she was looking at my dick, all hungry and wanton, took me in another direction.

"Take off your shirt. I want to see your tits when you suck my cock."

Bella raised her hands and waited. I took the hint, grabbed her shirt and pulled up, throwing it to the floor. Her hair, still in a ponytail, begged to be released. I removed the elastic band and her chestnut locks tumbled over shoulders, the familiar scent of vanilla and strawberries flooding my senses. I moaned at the familiar aroma that was all Bella.

"Now the bra," I told her.

Bella reached behind her back and unclasped her black, lace bra. The straps slipped off her shoulders and the bra fell to her lap, revealing her erect and rosy nipples that longed to be touched. Perfect.

She looked beautiful half-exposed and poised to bring me pleasure. Bella's hands caressed up my legs, her eyes trained on mine, providing me one of the most erotic sexual experiences of my life. And fuck, we hadn't even really started yet.

The intensity of our need mixed with my dominance and Bella's willingness to be my submissive was electrifying, our history adding even more meaning to our union. I was about to explode if she didn't put her mouth on me.

"Bella," I groaned, impatiently.

Her reply was to lick the length of my dick and blow a warm breath across the wet trail she left behind. My entire body shook. She fingered the tip of my hard, throbbing cock, and finally, after what felt like forever, closed her mouth around it. The feeling...unbelievable.

My head lolled back as I cherished the sensation of her soft, moist mouth working my length. A good blowjob was a thing of beauty, but a good blow job from the woman you loved was like a gift from God. And apparently moan-worthy because the sounds coming from me were just that. Porntastic.

Bella hummed against my dick and I remembered that I also had a job to do. Just like she wanted, I started to fuck her mouth. I eased my hips forward and Bella brought her hands to my ass and pulled me toward her mouth forcefully. I intertwined my fingers with her long hair, pulling and tugging in tandem with the movement of her mouth. The slow burn in the pit of my stomach started to fire up fast and I knew what if we kept this up, I wouldn't last much longer. I wanted to come but not in her mouth.

I leaned down and took her nipple in between my forefinger and thumb. Bella moaned, sending vibrations from her mouth straight to my cock. I was gonna blow my load if she moaned again.

"Stop," I said in a hush tone. I pulled my hips back and cupped her face with my hands.

Bella licked her swollen lips. "I thought you didn't want me to stop, Edward," she goaded playfully.

"I don't, but I do want my turn." I lowered onto my knees and took my time unlacing her tennis shoes so that I could calm the fuck down a bit. I didn't want the night to end early. I wanted to take my time with Bella and show her with my body how much I missed her and how much I loved her.

After her shoes and socks were off, I sat up on my knees. "Come here, kiss me."

Bella smiled and obeyed. As I settled between her legs, she kissed with me blinding passion and a whole lotta tongue. So much fucking tongue. Christ.

I unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down her hips, Bella helping me with the removal by lifting her ass off the bed. She wore black, satin bikini briefs, which, fuck, I should've pulled off with her pants. My dick was screaming, time's a wasting, buddy.

With one last kiss, I told Bella to lean back on the bed. I tore her underwear off quickly and looked down. The light filtering in from the bathroom afforded me the most exquisite sight I'd ever seen – her wet, glistening core waiting just for me. I never appreciated her this much before so it was like I was seeing her for the first time.

"You're so beautiful like this, spread out and ready for me," I said, my voice rough. "How bad do you want me to lick your pussy and suck your clit until you scream?"

Bella's hands were in my hair faster than Andretti on a racetrack. "So bad, Edward. I want you so bad."

"Put your leg over my shoulder," I told her. She did and I went to town, lapping up her wetness and nibbling at her hot flesh. Bella's leg latched onto my shoulders as I slipped my finger into her sex, feeling her inner walls tighten around me.

"Like that..so good!" Bella bellowed.

She was driving me crazy. I loved her sounds and I loved tasting her, her scent surrounding my face, spurring me on further. I added another finger and then another, teasing her clit with my tongue. I reached my free hand up to cup her breast, running my fingers over her hardened nipple.

"I'm gonna come...so...close," she moaned. I looked up so that I could watch her expressionce as I brought her to orgasm.

Pressing on her G-spot, I sucked her clit harder until she was panting and wriggling against my face. Bella cried out and shuddered as her walls clenched around my fingers. As she came down from her high, I kissed her clit and slowly slipped out of her, bringing my hand to my mouth and sucking off her juices.

"You always tasted like Heaven, Bella," I murmured in sweet reverence.

I rose to my feet while Bella remained sprawled out on the bed, her body spent from orgasm. I wished that I had a camera. Since our future together was uncertain, I wanted something tangible to remind me of tonight - how beautiful she looked after I pleased her and how glorious it felt knowing that she was mine.

"Edward?"

"Yeah?"

"Please...fuck me. Make love to me. I need you," she begged.

Now, how was I supposed to turn down a request like that? I hovered over Bella, placing my elbows on either side of her head, our noses touching, my hard cock positioned between her legs.

"You and me," I whispered as I entered her slowly. We grunted as we joined together for the first time in over five years. My body remembered her right away. I felt like I was home.

We were no longer too separate people but one entity, our souls fusing just as tangibly as our physical selves.

My hands roamed her breasts as I sucked her earlobe with my mouth.

Bella wrapped her legs around my hips and met my thrusts as I touched her breasts and sucked her earlobe. We moved together, seamlessly. Perfectly.

Yeah, this night was going to change everything.

She felt so good underneath me. Her body writhing against mine, her small hands rubbing my shoulder blades. I kissed her deeply, wanting to express what I was afraid to say out loud. I love you still. I need you even more than before. I don't want this to end. Ever.

You and me. Always.

"Fuck me! Ahh, fuck me, hard," Bella cried.

Wish granted.

I placed one last, soft kiss on her lips before propping myself up and entering her deeper. The look on Bella's face told me that she felt it too - not only my physical actions but my silent declarations to her. I fucked her faster and with more aggression, sweat beading on my forehead, back, and chest, the rough sounds of our sex ricocheting off the walls of the hotel room and burrowing deep into my heart.

The telltale burn, the lustful coil of my own orgasm started to ripple through my pelvis. I was close. I leaned back slightly, to make room for my thumb to rub her clit. I wanted Bella to come at the same time as I did.

Her eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth hanging open and suspended in pleasure. At that moment, I clicked that mental picture.

"Come, now!" I growled because my release was fast approaching and I couldn't hold off anymore. "I need to feel you come." I rubbed her clit more furiously, thrusting my hips harder, faster, the slapping of our bodies caressing my ears like a sweet symphony.

With an arch to her back, Bella's body shuddered with her release and she screamed out. My own orgasm ripped through my body and I joined her in her chorus of moans and curse words.

After I finished, I panted with exertion, too tired to move. I hugged Bella to my chest, my head resting above her breasts. I could hear her rapid heartbeat, and it lulled me into a post-orgasmic sleep. All I wanted to do was sleep. This whole trip so far was run on adrenaline and my body was now spent.

I knew that we needed to talk now more than ever. We crossed many lines that we shouldn't have even been toeing and I had no idea where our trip had taken us. However, my mind was too numb to make any heavy decisions at the moment. All I wanted to do was hold Bella in my arms and just revel in the reality that right now it was just her and me.

I looked up at Bella and she stared back at me, her warm, chocolate gaze, hypnotizing me. "Bella-"

She shut her eyes. "Don't. Please, just don't ruin this. You and me, remember. Tonight. Just let it be."

I nodded and carefully set her down onto the king size bed. I pulled the duvet back and watched as Bella slipped underneath. I followed and settled on my back.

Bella moved to my side and laid her head on my chest, resting her hand on my collarbone. I placed my hand over hers and closed my eyes.

"Just you and me," I whispered.

I hugged her closer and kissed her forehead, not knowing what the morning would bring us but having the gut feeling that it wouldn't be all roses and sunshine. Things didn't just fix themselves over night because of some great lovemaking.

We both knew that we had a very long, tough road ahead of us. I just hoped that Bella's road remained fused with mine and didn't veer off and lead right toward that douche bag Jake.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, I heard the smallest sniffle coming from Bella. I listened to her breathing and when I felt her tears fall onto my chest, my heart shattered. I pulled her tighter against me and kissed her forehead as she cried. We didn't talk. We simply held each other, wishing that the arrival of tomorrow morning could've been held off for just a little while longer.

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