Rating: M

Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyers owns all things Twilight - I just like to get weird with her characters.

A/N…Much love and thanks to my beta LovinRob for all of her encouragement and hard work on this story! Without her OCD and her cock/pussy thesaurus, this fic would be a hot mess of past and present tense and the word erection used repeatedly…

Many thanks to AmandaC3 for creating the marvelous banner for this story and the Togaward bonus banner. I wouldn't believe it was possible – but she made Rob hotter by wrapping him in pink bed sheets…

Let's start wrapping this up, shall we…

Chapter 22 – At the Beginning

EPOV – 3 years later

10 Charged in Trafficking Operation

A 3-month long investigation by state and local law enforcement has resulted in the shutdown of a known Seattle to Tacoma drug trafficking operation.

On Thursday, authorities released the names of the 10 people who have been charged with distributing crack-cocaine, ecstasy, and marijuana in a joint effort by King and Pierce county drug enforcement task forces.

I chuckle before taking a sip of my coffee as I am not remotely surprised to see some familiar names on that list. Royce, Jared and Paul are looking at some hefty sentences if convicted. Hope they don't drop the soap. I haven't seen or heard from those guys in a long time. We didn't throw parties any more after that one. It was the be all and end all of parties. What can I say; we went out with a bang…

Today is moving day. Bella and I finally put my Grandpa Platt's inheritance to good use and bought a nice little starter home. Well, I also used it to buy my baby doll a ring. I proposed last year on my Gotcha Day about a week after our graduation. She's the one, plain and simple and I can't wait to marry her. In fact in just three short weeks, she will become Mrs. Edward Cullen. She will be tied to me in every way possible and I couldn't be happier if I tried.

This first year of med school is kicking my ass, but after finals next week all should be well. Dad told me not to worry, that the first couple of years are the worst because schools tend to weed out the one's not motivated enough to do what's necessary. I suppose that makes sense but I'll be damned if that's gonna be me.

"Edward." Bella yells from downstairs. "Can you come help me, baby?"

"Yeah."

I hustle down the stairs of the basement and slip in to my room, but she is nowhere to be found.

"Where are you, babe?"

"In here."

And then I see her. She is wearing my Port Angeles 3-on-3 basketball tourney shirt, the one with my last name written across the back in big block letters. The same shirt I gave her the night that Emmett led her down to my room like a little lamb to the lion's den. She is in the laundry room, perched on top of the dryer with her hair all piled on top of her head in a messy ball.

With a sultry smile she greets me with the exact same words she did that night. "Dirty boy, Cullen."

Hmm, looks like my baby doll wants to finish what we started all those years ago. My mouth is on hers in seconds. I am practically bending her backwards with this kiss, roughly attacking her mouth with mine. But my girl is holding her own against my lips and stroking my tongue with hers. It's like I am right back there, in that moment. Feeling her body and lips against me for the first time, and fuck me, it still feels new. This time though my girl is confident, less hesitant, and down to get hers.

"Are you thinking about that night, Edward?" She asks in a breathy moan against my mouth as she spreads her legs wider for me.

"Yeah."

I close my eyes as she runs the palm of her hand down my body and curls her finger tips into the waist band of the basketball shorts I am wearing, tugging ever so slightly. I step forward and run my hands up her thighs creeping up slowly only to find that she isn't wearing any panties. I smile against her mouth and she hums softly at my delight.

"No panties, baby doll?"

She shakes her head as she slowly takes her shirt off and lets her hair down before leaning back on her elbows atop of the dryer. All she is wearing now is her fuck me smile and a round, shiny, sparkler on her left hand. She places her heels on each corner of the dryer, effectively spreading herself wide for me, putting her bare little pink pussy on display for my pleasure.

Those baby brown eyes are boring into mine as she slips her tiny little hand down her torso to spread her lips. She trembles a bit before she quietly begs.

"Touch me, Edward."

My muscles tense as I inhale deeply trying to rein in the last shred of fucking control I have over my body which is lost the split second she opens her mouth to whisper again.

"Make me cum."

I go from zero to pig in fucking ten seconds flat smacking two fingers against my girl's clit before plunging them deep into her pussy. Fuck she's wet. I can hear that shit as I finger fuck her fast and hard. I pull my fingers out and as expected, they are just glistening.

My baby is sucking in her lips, trying to keep quiet and losing the battle as she shudders slightly. I grab the back of her neck and pull her up to me because I want to taste her one more time before I taste her. The irony is not lost on me that my Bella is not the same timid girl who came alive right before my eyes that night.

I nip and bite and suck on her neck and chest as I make my way down my girl's body. Her tits are fuckin' perfect, standing at attention and waiting for affection. Who am I not to oblige? I take her nipple into my mouth, circling it with my tongue before sucking it hard. Bella trembles a bit before grabbing the back of my head and holding it there, digging her nails into my scalp. I run my tongue over to the other, teasing it with just the tip.

"You like that, baby doll?" I ask her as I roll her little peak between my thumb and forefinger, twisting and turning and tweaking it until I get her to make a sound. I know she loves it, but I'm a sick fuck and I love the fact that my girl isn't too proud to beg.

"Ugh, God, yes! Yes! Please!"

I pull my fingers from her pussy and wipe her wetness all over her nipple, coating it before I suck it back into my mouth. I watch for her reaction because I know that she likes it when I get dirty. She scrunches her eyes shut and moans so I make sure to work that shit over.

"Fuck! Yes! Edward, yes!" She screams and tightens her grip on my hair.

I think back to last year on the night I asked her to be my wife. Not only was it my Gotcha Day, it was also the day that Bella gave me what I now call the 2 Live Crew pass because she lets me be as nasty as I wanna be in the bedroom. Well, to an extent. The b-hymen ban is still in effect.

My dick is straining to get wet, but I want a quick sample of my baby doll's delicacy. I kiss down her torso and suck on each of the fingers that Bella's been using to spread herself with. Her eyes are on mine as I take my time licking, sucking and releasing each one with a pop.

"Lean back, baby."

She leans back on her elbows and I place her long sexy legs over my shoulders and get to eating my Bella pie. Top to bottom I lick and lap and taste her flesh. Her thighs are trembling and squeezing me tight. And her hand is pushing my face further in as she grinds against my mouth making sure that she has me where she wants me.

I bite down on that clit and she squirms and mewls. I reintroduce my fingers pushing them deep inside of her while I continue to flick that clit with my tongue. I am feeling a little brave today and there is a good possibility that I may get punched in the face, but I think I am going to go for it as I lower my pinky near her back entrance. I am definitely a sick fuck because I am doing it all slow and playing the Jaws theme song in my head as I approach. On second thought, maybe I should be humming the Mission Impossible theme song instead.

I suck as hard as I can on her little nub and rear my fingers back, waiting until my girl is close, which she is. Here she goes, lip bite, shaky thighs yet still managing to squeeze the life out of my head and a new possible bald spot near my neck. So I go for it shoving my fingers forward, all three of them.

"EDWARD!"

Her knees come out of nowhere as she jumps back and locks down on my temples like a goddamn vice. While that reaction was unexpected, the rest of her body is thrashing and writhing and reaping the benefits of what is commonly called 'The Shocker' which will now be referred to as the 'Triple E'. The Enhanced Edward Experience. Yeah, she looks like it's that good.

Once she is back in control of her body, Bella quirks an eyebrow at me and it makes me think that I may be wrong so I need to distract her. I stand and lift her legs over my shoulders and slowly ease my cock inside of her.

She tightens her grip on my hair and grabs the other side too, pulling me down for another kiss. If I were a gentleman, I would have wiped my mouth, but I am not. I have a sneaking suspicion that tasting herself on my lips turns her on. Either that or I watch too much porn where that shit is acceptable. My girl is sucking and licking on my Adams apple and throat because she knows just what to do to get me going as I start slamming into her.

"So fucking good," she whispers against my ear.

"Yeah? You like takin' that cock, Bella?"

"Agh, fuck! Yes! Give it to me!" She moans loudly so I pick up the pace, thrusting into her like a fucking machine over and over again.

After several minutes, my knees are starting to hurt as they bang against the metal of the dryer. I think a little position change is in order as I pull out of her and back up.

"Turn around, baby doll."

Lickety-split she hops off that dryer and bends over it. She's on her tippy toes as she lies across the top. I place each of her hands at the top corners and kiss down her neck.

"You are gonna want to hold on tight, Bella." I whisper in her ear as I grab my dick to line up and enter her.

I kiss and lick down her spine and give a loud smack to that ass.

"Love that ass." I say as I bite the soft flesh gently.

"Yeah, well keep your fingers away from it." She says looking back at me with that same accusing brow.

Maybe the Triple E wasn't all it was cracked up to be…

I tear into her again and I can tell that she's close because she is clutching the shit out of the dryer and arching her back to meet me grind for grind. She feels fucking fantastic as she constricts her inner walls around my shaft. I throw my head back, close my eyes and focus on the sounds of skin slapping skin, and my baby girl's moans and groans.

Panting now that we are both so close my Bella is begging and pleading.

"Harder, baby! Fuck! Faster!" She gasps as she pushes back against my pelvis, grinding that sweet little pussy against me.

"Come on, baby doll, let me hear you!" I tell her as I reach under her to grab one of her tits in one hand as the fingers on my other hand go around and play with her pretty clit.

Each thrust is harder and harder, the dryer is no longer balanced and the front is coming off the ground each time my pelvis meets her ass. Our orgasms are closing in. I pinch her nipple and her clit simultaneously and can instantly feel my Bella tightening around me a split second before my own release. She's just fucking milking my cock as she grinds back into me one more time before she comes apart. We are both a sweaty mess as we stay bent over the dryer trying to catch our breath.

"Love you, baby doll." I say honestly through staggered breaths as I kiss just beneath her ear.

"Love you too, baby." She replies panting while palming my cheek.

"Hello!" Emmett's voice booms throughout the house. "Where you at, E?"

"Party's over!" Bella jokes as she tries to lift and steady herself.

Shit he's early. I grab Bella's shirt and throw it to her as she sprints across the hall shutting the bedroom door behind her. I am having a hell of a time trying to pull my shorts up my legs as I can hear him coming down the stairs. I just about have my shorts on when he comes around the corner.

"Jesus, Edward!" He shrieks, but he doesn't cover his eyes, he does however cover little baby Liam's eyes, who he is toting on his chest like the kid in the Hangover. They are even rocking matching mini-Aviator glasses.

Emmett proposed to Rosalie about 6 months after Bella and I got together, only a month or so after the fight as a matter of fact. They had a lavish wedding the summer I proposed to Bella and welcomed little Liam McCarty the following spring.

"You knew we were coming!" He says in this new voice he talks in when he is pretending he isn't scolding you.

"And you're early." I mimic in his same stupid sing-song voice.

"Uh, no. This is what grown-ups call 'punctual'."

I want to roll my eyes, but I get it. I'll probably be the same way once Bella and I start having kids.

"Yo!" Tyler yells from the front door.

"Down here." Em calls back.

The stairs creak under his weight as he jogs down them. He is wearing a wife-beater and Adidas pants.

"Why are you wearing Tanya's tank-top?" Emmett asks him.

"Oh you got jokes Zack Galifianakis?"

With Tyler distracting Em, I slip into the bathroom to wash up as Bella puts her hair back in her signature messy bun. As I meticulously scrub my hands, I think back to that first night again. Standing in this spot with puke down the front of her shirt, I remember everything. The blush on her cheeks, the way she bit her lip, right down to the feel of her tiny fingers brushing mine as I gave her the shirt. My little vomit scented angel.

"Hi guys!" Bella says as she comes out of my bedroom looking like she wasn't fucked six ways to Sunday on a dryer not five minutes prior as I follow behind her with my, I just hit that, face.

"Hi Bella!" Ty says as he plays with little Liam's cheeks.

"Hey Bells! Rose said you would watch him while we do all the heavy lifting." He says as he starts unsnapping buttons and pulling levers on the contraption he has Liam hanging in.

"Yes I will take my little boyfriend, come here little guy!" She says as she pulls the baby into her arms.

My Bella is a fuckin' natural. That baby melts into her all cooing and smiling. I gotta get in on the action so I step over to tickle his fat feet.

"Ugh! This kid stinks! Did you hand him off knowing he had a loaf in his diaper?" I ask Em incredulously.

"I don't smell anything." He says, but I know he is lying because something died in that boy's pants.

"Did you take an Emmett, Liam? Did you take a big, steaming Emmett in your diapers? Huh?" I ask in yet another ridiculous voice that I must have picked up from Em and Rose.

"Where is his diaper bag? I'll change him." Bella says as she takes Little Liam Rotten-ass up the stairs.

"It's on the kitchen counter. And don't forget to wipe his Edward!" He says snickering like the 12 year old he is before pointing at me then pointing at his butt. Nice.

"Let's do this, Ladies!" Ty says as he makes his way into my room. "Tan and I got a hot date tonight."

Em and I know better than to touch that. Who knows what a 'hot date' between those two may include so we start grabbing boxes. I fucking hate moving. We look like the Three Stooges trying to figure out how to angle the furniture to get it out of my room and up the stairs. I swear we are seconds from drawing a fucking diagram when Jas shows up and guides us through it.

"Everything loaded up?" Bella asks as she rocks a sleeping Liam on her shoulder kissing the top of his head sporadically.

"Yep. We are getting ready to head over to the house. You have anything else that needs to go over?"

I ask.

"Uh, yeah. That box over there. That can just go on the kitchen counter when you get there." She says pointing to a box of her work stuff.

Six months after graduation, Alice and Tanya took Bella out for margaritas to cheer her up. She was having a terrible time finding work in the publishing field and/or work in general other than her gig at the library; at that point she wasn't terribly picky. Tanya was still working through her business plan. She was in the process of lining up investors to back her. One of which is my mom, but I'd rather stab myself in the face than think about my mom being a sex toy financier.

Alice had just come back from New York and was flying high on a costume line she did for some fashion house. As the story goes, about three margaritas in, Alice is talking about a French movie she wants to design costumes for from the dresses down to the lingerie. No matter how drunk she is Tanya is always in business mode. Tanya begs Alice to do a line of lingerie for her so she can break into the market as a niche while capitalizing on Alice's name and notoriety. So they start throwing out ideas. Costumes like a sexy librarian, maid, school teacher, secretary, dominatrix, bank teller, who the fuck knows. Anyway, I guess my baby doll was near tears when she made the off-handed remark that they should include a role playing manual with each costume. One margarita later my baby was employed as a writer and I got to act out a shit ton of fantasies night after night for months. Talk about a rough day at the office. Winner, winner, chicken dinner.

"More costumes?" I ask with a smirk.

"You betcha!" She says as she puts Liam in his carrier so Em can take him over to the house.

"Are you sad to leave?" I ask her as I look around the place one last time thinking about all the crazy things we did here over the past few years.

"Yes and no. I mean, this place holds so many memories for us, but I can't say that I am not excited to get into a place of our own, you know?"

I nod because I feel the exact same way.

"Although, I am happy that we finally got to finish what we started in the laundry room." She says wrapping her arms around my neck.

I lean down and kiss her. It starts off slow and sweet but gradually deepens until we are moaning in each other's mouths and getting all handsy. I grab her ass and lift her as she wraps her legs around my waist when Em walks through the door.

"Seriously you two, there is a baby RIGHT THERE! What is wrong with you guys?"

We are unfortunately used to getting caught by now so this doesn't even register on the shame scale.

"See you at home, baby doll." I say kissing her forehead and heading out the door.

"Love you!" She yells before I hit the door.

"Love you more!" I shout back because I know this is true.

Tyler rides with me on the way over and I tell him about the drug bust. We have a good laugh and reminisce about how crazy shit got that night, and when we refer to crazy, we mean our girls. Truth be told, Bella scares the shit out of me. It literally frightens me to know that she is capable of that level of crazy. Heidi is damn lucky I got a hold of Bella and should be grateful that she got out of there with only a bald spot and a busted dome.

"Man, what ever happened to Lauren? I felt bad because she got the worst of it between Bella and then Tan. Girl got tore up!" He says as he rolls down the window to let his arm rest on the side of the car.

"I don't know. I think that after graduation she went home to Port Townsend. Last I heard she was tending bar and raising her kid or some shit like that." I say shaking my head feeling bad for that poor kid to have that hot mess of a mom.

"What about Heidi, man? That girl right there, she's the real slim shady!" Ty says shaking his head.

I nod as I completely agree. "I don't know, I think she is taking some time off to back-pack through Europe or some shit like that."

I hate myself for lying because my mom told me that that's the cover lie her family is using and that Heidi is in a hardcore rehab facility. Her family set up an intervention once they finally realized the severity of her addiction. I should feel sorry for her but I don't. Hell, I still remember when Jane confronted my mom at the Country Club a couple days after the fight. Dad and I were left completely dumbstruck at how swiftly mom took care of things.

"How could you allow your hillbilly girlfriend attack my daughter?" Jane screeches as she comes at me with her finger in my face. I start to say something but mom raises her hand to silence me.

"Well, Jane," mom says, setting her drink down, "I suppose it's the same reason your sweet little Heidi overdosed on my bathroom floor; it was out of his control." Mom quickly rebukes.

"How dare you…" Jane starts to say in a huff.

"I would remember, Jane," mom continues, interrupting what was sure to be a tirade from her, "Loose lips, sink ships so if you want Heidi's 'problem' to stay out of the topics for discussion at Bunco night you should kindly, shut the fuck up." Mom finishes with a smile.

Jane stands there with her mouth agape and then narrows her eyes before spinning and marching out.

"God, what a bitch," Mom says as she takes another sip of wine.

Things got weird at the Country Club for a while, especially after Aro went marching into my father's office the morning after the fight threatening to press charges against me for beating the shit out of his kid. I think back to the day that, as dad put it, Aro went on a rampage.

I am nervous as I make my way to the coffee shop that dad insisted I meet him at via text message. I didn't bother to tell him anything about the fight because I know once he sees me he will know something happened. Oddly, Dad doesn't say anything immediately when he sees my injuries. He just smiles slightly before ordering our coffees. As we sit down he cocks his brow at me.

"Looks like you had an interesting night, son," Dad says as he takes a sip of his coffee.

"Umm, yeah, it was, umm," I stumble with what to say.

"Aro paid me a visit this morning, threatening to press charges against you." He starts to say as he takes another sip of his coffee.

"Dad, I can explain," I say nervously.

"Please do."

I spend the next thirty minutes giving him a run down on what transpired the night before. He nods and then explains to me that he is not proud of what I did, but understands because Alec had it coming especially after he found out about the incident at the hospital. He then tells me that Mike didn't just throw Alec out of the room that day he harassed Bella at the hospital. He filed a complaint against him as well. I got to hand it to Mike; he really does have Bella's best interest at heart.

"I simply told Aro that if he wanted to press charges against you to go right ahead because I was about to escort Bella to the police station to file charges against Alec as well as a restraining order."

"Do you think he will actually go through with pressing charges?" I ask as the consequences of my actions suddenly become very real especially where medical school is concerned.

"Well, yes, but don't worry. Aro is a smart man. He knows if he files Bella will file and it will look worse for him because of Alec's track record and the complaints against him already."

"Son, trust me. I am not letting Aro bully me. No way in hell." He takes another sip of his coffee and smiles against the lid, "Just promise me you won't go all Elin Woods on his prick kid at the Father's Day Golf tourney. No beating him about the head and neck with your club."

I shake my head and laugh because the thought is appealing.

"Which reminds me, I set a tee time for us tomorrow at 2 pm. I don't want to have to carry your ass throughout the tourney." He says with a straight face twisting the cardboard around his cup. "It was all fun and games until Aro burst into my office like a fucking lunatic. Now I think we need to make an example of them both."

I grin at the thought of that day as I park the truck and jump out to unload our shit. My old man and I drank scotch and smoked cigars to celebrate our seven stoke victory. Aro threw his putter into the water in frustration and motherfucked Alec all over the course. Victory is sweet.

"Felix put a ring on it last night." Ty informs me as we are carrying the bookcase to the living room and drawing my attention back to what we're doing.

"Oh yeah? He and Maggie are making it official?" Em says as he burps little Liam.

"Yep. New Year's Eve. I'm the best man and I think we should do New Orleans for his bachelor party." Ty subtly suggests wagging his eyebrows.

"The Big Easy. Yeah, I could go for that." Jasper drawls as he follows behind us with a big ass box of books.

We set the bookcase down and shake out our arms.

"I need to start gettin' in shape, man. I gotta look good." Ty says as he stretches.

"Why? Are you goin' on Say Yes to the Dress or something?" I ask with a laugh.

"Shit…" He says drawing out the word. "More like Say Yes to this Fly Ass Tux!"

The guys and I finish moving all of our stuff into the house and they stick around for some beer and pizza.

When they finally leave, I find Bella in our kitchen, unpacking the dishes and loading them into the dishwasher. I sneak up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist.

"Happy to be home, baby doll?" I ask between kissing down her neck.

"Yeah." She says as she tilts her head giving me more room to play.

"You know, I put the bed together. I even put the sheet with the elastic on."

"Oh yeah? How about that!"

"You know, future Mrs. Cullen, we have almost 2000 square feet to break in here."

"Do we now?" She teases as she grinds her ass against me.

"Where do you wanna start, my Bella?"

She turns around to face me and kisses me lightly before she answers.

"How about we start… in our room."

A/N: We will catch up with the rest of the gang next chapter and finally find out what makes Tanya uncomfortable.

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