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Chapter 12

BPOV

I can't believe I pulled that off.

I lay in bed, happy and satisfied with yesterday's ultimate outcome. The day may have started like a bitch from Hell, but it sure ended with angels singing from Heaven.

More like you screaming loud enough to wake the dead, rather than singing…

Yeah, that's true.

Now here it is, Tuesday morning. The alarm went off on my phone a moment ago at five o'clock. It's been one short hour since Edward and I ended our third round of love making for the night. I am still energized and I don't see the point in trying to sleep for one measly hour. Instead I just lay here, happy and content, drawing absentmindedly on my man's hard body with my finger.

My head rests gently on Edward's naked chest; my body safely ensconced in his warm embrace. He's out cold. I contemplate letting him sleep a little longer, but dismiss the idea. If I have to go to work, so does he. He may be the boss man, with all the power to give us an extra day off, but things need to get done today.

"Edward, we have to get up," I whisper to him.

He stirs slightly, turning his head to kiss my hair in his sleep.

"Edward!" I whisper yell this time. "We can't take the day off. You have an important meeting this morning."

He still doesn't move. I know there's no way he can skip out on work today. Marcus, my old boss, flew in last night and has a long meeting scheduled with Edward at nine o'clock. Plus I scheduled Jacob's meeting before that.

I shake him gently. "No, I don't want to go," he says sleepily.

Kissing his lips over and over, I try to convince him to get up and shower with me. He lightly kisses back, but just barely. I can tell he's still asleep by his steady breathing and lack of enthusiasm. My kisses don't go unnoticed by other parts of his body though. As I continue to lick and kiss on his mouth, I see his erection tenting the sheet. I lick my lips and shimmy out from under his arms.

I know how to wake him up.

Gently, I pull the sheet off his naked form. I stop for a moment to marvel at the wondrous body laid before me. Greek Gods would kill for his perfectly chiseled chest and toned abs. I look at the ink that graces his muscular left arm and allow my fingers to trace the tribal patterns.

Slowly, I lean over and kiss him again. I trail my lips from his, down his scruffy jaw. I lick and nip at his neck as I move down his body. I lick from his chest down to his abs and back again. Not a single inch of his beautiful torso goes untouched by my lips or hands until I reach my final destination.

I sit up and take in the sight before me again. I still can't get over how big he is, how utterly beautiful he is. People always say that Michelangelo's statue of David is a work of art. Those people have never seen Edward Cullen naked with a raging hard on.

A second or two later I take his length deep into my mouth. My lips move gracefully up and down his smooth shaft, my hands grasping the base and firmly pumping what I can't fit. I lick the head, tasting his pre-cum. He tastes sweet and spicy. Just like the man I know him to be.

Edward begins to move under me after I've spent a good five minutes sucking on his dick like it's my favorite lollypop. His hand moves to my hair, gently guiding my movements. I look up towards his face under my lashes. He still has his eyes closed and I can't tell if he's awake or not.

I continue my special wakeup call by licking his entire length. "Wake up Edward," I say and take him back into my mouth. This time I graze him lightly with my teeth.

"Shit baby," I hear him groan. His hand tightens its grip in my hair and his hips move to meet my lips, thrusting his cock deeper into mouth.

I hum against him and send him toppling over the edge. I eagerly swallow his essence as it shoots down my throat. I lick the last drops off the tip as I remove my mouth and sit up once more.

Before I can blink, I am pulled up to his chest. His lips crash onto mine and his tongue forcefully enters my mouth. One hand holds me tight against him on my back; the other is still tangled in my hair. I am so turned on that I can't stop the whore-like moan that escapes.

"Best wakeup call ever," he gruffly tells me as his hands gently brushes my hair away from my face. He moves one hand down and strokes my bare back as he kisses me again. It takes every ounce of self-control I have to pull away and break the kiss.

I smile against his lips and kiss him once more before sliding off his body and the bed.

He pouts and reaches out with both hands, trying to touch me. "Come back to bed baby, forget work. I'm the boss. I can do what I want."

I laugh gently and turn to face him, backing up a few steps, making sure I keep out of his reach. If he manages to pull me back down, I know I won't have the strength to pull back again.

"We can't do that. We both decided we are adult enough to not let this mess up our professional lives. Besides, you can't cancel a meeting with your boss," I gently remind him, as I pick up a discarded robe from the floor. "Besides, if we don't go to work then you won't get the chance to fuck me on your desk later."

His mouth hangs open. I blow him a kiss and saunter to the bathroom and start the shower. It doesn't take long before he joins me.

We take a long shower filled with more touching, kissing and licking than cleaning. We get dressed together and even brush our teeth together. I'm happy I had the forethought to pack work clothes and toiletries before I headed out as Victoria last night.

We have a quick breakfast at the hotel cafe before heading to the car. I take the time to brief Edward on his schedule as he drives. We arrive at work just before eight, which is a good hour late for both of us. We walk into the outer office to find Jacob sitting on the small sofa.

"Hi, Bella. Mr. Cullen. Am I too early? I can come back," he nervously sputters out.

"Not at all, Jacob. Mr. Cullen will see you in a moment," I tell him, getting settled behind my desk. Edward passes through the doors to his office, flashing me his panty dropping smirk before he closes them.

A few minutes later Edward buzzes me from his office. "Show Jake in and call Felix to come up."

"Yes, Sir," I reply, just a little bit seductively. I can practically hear his jaw drop. I learned last night that it turns him on when I call him 'Sir.'

"You can go in now, Jacob," I say warmly as I stand to open the door for him. As soon as he's settled I return to my desk and call Felix, the A&R Department Manager. I relay Edward's request and get to work.

Felix shows up five minutes later and heads straight into the office. Another five minutes later and he leaves, taking a happy looking Jacob with him. I give Jacob two thumbs up as they walk by.

Marcus arrives promptly at nine. He hugs me warmly and tells me how crappy his current PA is. He offers, not for the first time, to double my salary if I agree to move me to New York and work with him again. I laugh when I see Edward trying to burn holes into the back of Marcus' head. He counter offers Marcus, proposing to triple it, if I'll stay. I can't tell if he's joking or being serious. Not that it matters, I'm not going anywhere. I have way more benefits here in Seattle. And I don't mean of the healthcare or dental variety.

Yeah, he gave you multiple benefits last night.

The meeting between Edward and Marcus is lengthy. I take my time sorting through various emails and paperwork at my desk. I don't have all that much on my plate for the week, since most of Edward's week is light as well. I take the time to start planning what I'd like to do for my picnic with the music students at the orphanage.

I have just completed a detailed menu when the doors to Edward's office open a few minutes past noon. As soon as Marcus walks out, he invites us both to join him for lunch. I am about to accept, knowing the rest of our day is clear, but don't get a chance to speak.

"Sorry, Marcus, I have a lunch meeting across town soon and I need Ms. Swan with me to transcribe," he quickly informs his boss.

"Oh well, I know how these things go," Marcus says with a smile, leaving after giving me another hug.

As soon as my former boss is out of sight, I turn to Edward. "Edward? What lunch meeting do we have across town?" I ask curiously. I've learned it's not unusual for him to schedule some of his own things and then forget to tell me.

"There's no meeting. I made it up. I just wanted to have lunch with you. I don't want to share you," he says. "Shall we order in or head out?"

Glancing out the window behind my desk I see it's raining. "In." I decide, not wanting to leave the dryness of the office. I make a call to a nearby Chinese place. Our food arrives quickly and we settle on the sofa in Edward's office to eat.

I lean back, resting my head on the back of the sofa and groan in satisfaction once we've devoured our Moo-Shoo pork and egg rolls. "That was good," I contentedly sigh, rubbing the food baby in my stomach while trying to stifle a yawn.

Edward laughs gently at me and wipes a crumb off the corner of my mouth with his thumb. "Tired, Ms. Swan? Did you have a late night?" His thumb lingers, stroking my bottom lip.

I place a kiss on the thumb before I answer, "That I did. I was completely swept off my feet by a handsome business executive at a bar last night and well into this morning."

I kick my heels off and turn on the couch, draping my legs over Edward's lap and placing my head on the armrest. I close my eyes and yawn again. Edward moves to the other end of the sofa and mirrors my position, though he's leaning his back against the other armrest instead of fully laying down. He takes advantage of the new position and picks up one of my small feet in his hands. He kneads and massages expertly until I'm sure I'm floating away to Heaven. He does the same to my other foot.

"Now, Ms. Swan, what would your boss think if he found you getting a massage on the job?" Edward teases. His hands glide up to my calves, gently pressing into the muscles.

"Hmmmm," is all I can say. The foot massage left me half asleep, but Edward's traveling hands are waking me up, sending tingles throughout my body. An evil smile forms on my lips. "I don't think he'd mind. And if he did, I'd just let him fuck me against his desk. Then he'd forget all about my transgression."

I earn a growl from Edward. His hands voyage farther up my legs, bunching my skirt up in the process, until they're gripping my upper thighs. His thumbs brush the insides, so close to where we both want them to go. "Is that a request, little girl?"

I've lost the ability to speak, so I nod my head.

"Your wish is my command," he tells me in a husky voice. "But first, allow me to properly thank you for my wakeup call this morning." He pushes his hands higher up into my skirt until he can grab my panties. He swiftly removes them from my body, tossing them over the back of the sofa. Once the offending garment has been removed he wastes no time and dives for my center.

"Fuck, Edward!" I moan as he licks my glistening folds. The sensation immediately sends tingles and shivers through my body. I try to arch into his mouth, but he pushes me down, not allowing me to move.

"Stay, right here, baby," he murmurs between my legs. "I'm going to make you feel so damn good."

Good doesn't even begin to describe what I'm feeling as he laps at my juices. You would think I would be spent, especially after the multi-orgasmic night we had, but I'm not. In fact, I'm even more responsive to his touch now. As soon as his teeth graze my clit, I'm done.

"SHIT! Edward!" I try to cry out, but it comes out more of a squeak as my orgasm racks my body.

"Fuck, baby. You taste so fucking good. But I have other plans for us right now," he says, as he licks the last bit of moisture from between my legs. He places a wet, open mouth kiss on my inner thigh before he moves.

"Come on, up you go," he orders as he stands. He holds a hand out to help me off the couch.

He pulls me up with a bit of force, a lusty fire burns in his eyes. He leads me over so I am standing in front of his desk.

"Strip. Now," He commands.

His tone is firm so I comply quickly as he saunters to the door, locking it. As he turns around he licks his lips. "So fucking tasty," he whispers, almost to himself as he eyes my body slowly. He removes his clothes as he walks back over, his erection standing tall and proud.

"Edward," I sigh. He's so close, and so very naked. I don't think I can wait for him much longer. I may very well attack him.

"Turn, I want to see that luscious ass of yours." He points toward me and makes a circular motion with his finger. I turn around to face the desk and swear I hear him say "So beautiful" under his breath.

Before I can take another breath two large hands appear and grab onto my breasts. He squeezes them tightly one time, and then strokes the nipples with his thumbs. His hot breath caresses my neck.

"I have been thinking about this moment ever since you mentioned fucking on my desk earlier. And now, that's exactly what I'm going to do," he growls and then licks my neck up to my ear. "I'm going to enjoy this."

His tongue is so hot against my skin that I'm sure I'm about to burst into white hot flames any second now. The fire only gets hotter as he begins to ghost his fingertips all over my naked body. He's barely touching me, but somehow manages to leave a scorching trail in the wake of his magical fingers. They travel from my breasts, down my stomach and to my thighs before moving to my ass and up my back. He places light kisses on my shoulders, neck, head and anywhere else his lips can reach. The heat laced fingers move up my arms and I can now feel his firm body pressing into my softer one. One arm wraps around my waist while a hand weaves its fingers into my hair, wrapping it firmly in its grasp.

"Good God!" I gasp as Edward tugs gently, pulling my head back against his shoulder.

He chuckles as his kisses move back up my neck.

"The name is Edward, but I'm sure I can take you to Heaven," he whispers in my ear, as I feel his granite. hard cock at my soaking, wet entrance.

"Please, Edward. I need you," I moan. To emphasize my need, I place my hands on his desk and push my ass into his groin.

"Ungh, baby, you're so ready for me," he breathes. "I'm going to take you now."

In one motion he fully encases himself in my warmth. We both moan at the feeling of our connection. His hands move to grasp my hips. With each pump he pulls me to meet his body, slamming his cock into me. There is no gentle, there is no slow. The desk shakes with each thrust. This is hard and fast and I want more.

"Shit, Edward! Harder!" I scream, as I watch a large stack of papers fall to the floor. I know we'll have to spend at least an hour fixing that later, but I don't give a damn.

He growls again as he pumps furiously into me. "Can't hold on much longer baby. You've got to come for me," he groans.

His hand moves between my legs and I plunge into a shaking, blissful oblivion as soon as his fire laced fingers find my clit.

With one last jerk of his hips he joins me in ecstasy. We cry out each other's names at the same time.

"Edward!"

"Isabella!"

My legs turn to jelly as I come down from my high. Edward manages to hold onto me before I can fall. He pulls out with a hiss and backs up a few steps, keeping me in his strong embrace. He sinks down into one of the chairs across from his desk and pulls me onto his lap, holding me tightly.

"That was," I pant, still trying to get my breathing back to normal.

"Amazing," he finishes for me, kissing me on the temple.

We stay in that same spot for a good thirty minutes. Reluctantly, I remove myself from his lap and pick up my clothing, tossing him his in the process. I use his in office restroom to clean up and re-dress. When I come out, he's wearing just his pants.

As soon as I exit, he comes to embrace me. I kiss his bare chest and he kisses the top of my head. I send a quiet "thank you" to the powers that be for the soundproofing in this room. No one else needs to know that Edward and I are pretty damn vocal while in the throes of passion. Silently we break apart and start to clean up the office. We exchange longing looks and smiles. No words are spoken, they aren't needed. We work in tandem until the mess is cleaned up and his desk is back in order. He finishes getting dressed when we're done.

"So, what's on the schedule for the rest of the day?" he casually asks.

"Personally or professionally?" I ask him back.

"Professionally, please. My personal plans are already taken care of," he replies with a hint of mischief.

I giggle. It doesn't take much to figure out what his personal plans are.

"Well, professionally, your schedule is clear for the rest of the day," I inform him. "But, I did want to ask you for your professional assistance on something."

His eyebrow quirks and he tilts his head to the side. "Oh yeah? What would that be?"

"Well, I've been planning that picnic with the music students. You know, the one from the Music and Me fundraiser?" He nods his remembrance. "Well, I know the recording studios are about to replace all of the company instruments. I was wondering if we might be able to donate them to the orphanage school."

His smile grows wide and he gathers me in his arms to kiss me deeply. "Isabella, I think that is a wonderful idea. What else do you have planned?"

"Come out to my desk, I'll show you," I tell him. I walk to the door and unlock it. He follows me to my desk, dragging a chair around to my side to he can sit next to me.

We spend the next hour planning the entire picnic. Edward, proving to be the wonderful man I know he is, not only lets me donate the old instruments to the school, but he also insists on giving each of the ten children attending brand new instruments for themselves. It took a few phone calls, to find out what each child plays, but ultimately it's been taken care of.

By the time we're done, we have everything planned out. This Saturday, Edward and I will treat the kids to an early afternoon in the park with a full spread of yummy food followed by a jam session in one of the Vamp Record studios for the kids. We'll give them their new instruments then. Not quite your typical picnic, but who cares? I really want to this to be a special day for the children, and thanks to Edward, it has become so much more than I could have ever hoped for.

We decide to leave the office early again; we're both extremely tired after last night's activities and our "lunch meeting" a little while ago. It takes every fiber of my being to not invite Edward up to my condo as he pulls up to the curb to drop me off. I really want him to come up, but at the same time, I know the idea is to get sleep.

"Edward," I turn to him, "thank you, for everything today." I place a kiss on his cheek.

"You're very welcome, Isabella," he replies. "All you ever have to do is ask. I highly doubt I'll ever be able to say 'no' to you."

I smile at that and give him another kiss on the cheek, pushing back a lock of his hair in the process.

"I've gotta go now," I sigh. "Because if I don't, I'll invite you up and neither one of us will get any rest."

He laughs and nods. I get out of the car and close the door behind me, shutting out the tremendous temptation that is Edward Cullen.

Before I can take a step I hear "Isabella?" coming from the car.

Turning, I see Edward has rolled down the window. "Yes, Edward?"

"Can I pick you up in the morning? Around seven?" His eyes pleading me to say yes.

"Of course you can," I tell him. "I've gotta go, see you tomorrow."

I walk to the door of my building, stopping to glance back before walking in. He's still waiting for me to enter safely. It warms my heart. No man has ever done that before, they've always dropped me off and driven away. I smile at his small gesture and blow him a kiss.

I can see him laugh briefly as he pretends to catch my kiss and then place it over his heart. With a wink and a wave he drives away.

Tomorrow can't come fast enough, I think as I hurry into the building, alone.

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