Bella's POV

We pulled into the driveway of the Cullens' house, and it was every bit as beautiful as Edward had described. Emmett and Rose pulled up beside us moments later, parking their Jeep behind my father's squad car, which was parked beside Jasper's truck.

I unplugged my iPod and slid it into my purse before climbing out of the car.

"Can you get the pies if I get the bags?" Edward asked, coming around to my side of the vehicle and offering me his hand as I rose out of the car.

"Sure," I answered, accepting a quick kiss from him before he moved around to the trunk. I waited until he handed me the box of pies, and once he'd gotten our bags from the car and shut the lid, we carefully walked up to the front door.

Edward shifted one bag to his other hand, freeing up a hand to open the door. He held it open for me, and I entered, carefully wiping my feet on the rugs both outside and inside the door. Once we were both inside, I noticed a line of shoes off to the side, so I slipped my own off and shoved them over with the rest.

"Bells!" Charlie called from the living room, off the side of the entry.

"Hey, Dad," I said, smiling.

Edward set our bags down and started reaching for the box in my hands. "Go say hi to your dad, Bella. I'll take this into the kitchen."

"Thanks," I told him, handing off the box of pies.

In my sock feet, I walked into the living room. The men stood to greet me, obviously having been sprawled out on the sofa and chairs, watching the parade on TV. I gave my dad a hug before saying hello to Carlisle and Jasper. They told me happy Thanksgiving before settling back down in their seats.

"Enjoying the parade, guys?"

"Hells, yeah!" Emmett called as he came barreling into the room in his stocking feet. "Parade!" He jumped onto the couch, knocking into Jasper in the process.

Jasper shoved the other man away, laughing as Emmett nearly went flying. They began play fighting, never once getting up from their seats, until a loud voice echoed from the other room.

"Boys! If you're going to wrestle, take it outside," Esme said firmly. "I will not have a repeat of last year."

"Last year?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

Carlisle chuckled, shaking his head. "Don't ask. Suffice it to say, Emmett and Jasper bought Esme a new coffee table."

I laughed. "Got it." Squeezing Charlie's shoulder, I said, "I'm gonna go say hi to everyone else."

"All right," he replied, nodding absently as he watched the floats go by on the screen.

I turned to see if I could find the rest of the family and watched as Edward walked into the living room.

"Hi, Dad," Edward said as Carlisle looked up and smiled at him. "Chief Swan." He gave my dad a smile and extended his hand in greeting.

"Now, Edward," Charlie said, accepting Edward's handshake with a firm grip of his own, "I've told you to call me Charlie."

Edward smiled and nodded once. "Charlie. Happy Thanksgiving."

"You, too," he told Edward, clasping his shoulder warmly before settling back in front of the TV.

"Dad, I'm gonna go give Bella the tour."

Carlisle nodded. "Sounds good." He paused and looked up at Edward. "It's good to have you home, son."

Edward smiled and ruffled his dad's hair, much to Carlisle's amusement, and took my hand to lead me from the living room. I dropped my purse on the side table at the bottom of the stairs as we walked by.

After getting a quick tour of the second floor before moving up to the third and taking a peek into Carlisle and Esme's bedroom and the library—with the firm intention of exploring that room more later—we finally entered Edward's bedroom.

"Wow," I said softly.

The furnishings were gorgeous. The bed, dresser, and side tables were in dark wood, with fabrics in cream, deep blue, and burgundy. The black leather couch fit perfectly in the entirely masculine room. There were also little touches of Edward everywhere, from the few photos on the wall, to the wall of music—which, even with his extensive collection in Port Angeles, was still amazing to look at.

"My mom enjoyed redecorating for me when I went off to college, taking it from a teenager's room to an adult's," he said, pulling me down onto his lap on the couch.

"She did a great job," I told him sincerely, snuggling against his chest.

"Now," Edward said, a low rumble in his tone as he nuzzled my ear, "enough talk about my mother."

He lifted me, turning us both so he was suddenly lying on his back on the couch, with me stretched out above him.

He wrapped one arm around my waist, pressing me down harder so more of my weight was directly on him. Our legs tangled together, and we were aligned in just the right way that I could feel his growing erection pressing against the front of my jeans. With every movement, the ridge of his cock pressed the seam of my pants into my clit, sending little zaps of electricity and arousal through my body.

"Oh, God," I whimpered. "You're so hard."

"Shh, love," Edward said with a slight chuckle. "The door's closed, but still..." His voice trailed off as he gently cupped my face with his other hand, drawing my lips down to his.

The kiss started out soft, gentle, just mere ghosts of touches between his lips and mine. It built, and built, each brush of his lips getting more and more insistent. When I felt his warm, wet tongue tracing the seam of my lips, begging for entrance, my lips parted immediately.

I slid my hands up his chest, the soft fabric of his shirt only adding to the multitude of sensations coursing through me. As the kiss deepened, I clenched the front of his shirt tightly in my fingers.

I lost track of everything besides what I was feeling as Edward's hand moved to cup my bottom, forcing my body to slide against his arousal. He became my everything, filling my senses. He was so close, I could see nothing but the heat in his nearly emerald green eyes. I felt nothing but Edward. I tasted nothing but the sweetness of his mouth. I heard nothing but the sound of our kisses, our heavy breaths. And when my own arousal reached fever pitch, I broke away from his mouth, gasping.

Edward moaned softly and tilted his head up, attaching his lips to my neck. He licked and nipped and suckled gently at the skin, until my hips were thrusting against his. He murmured against my neck, "Come for me, my Bella," as he thrust his hips up against me, hitting just the right spot.

I bit my lip and stiffened as my orgasm rolled through my body.

Edward softly kissed his way back up my neck to my jaw and then across to my lips. A few last soft brushes of his lips, and then he sat up, pulling me sideways on his lap. Neither of us were breathing evenly yet; I was still shaky from my orgasm and his intense kisses, and I could feel Edward still hard under me.

Leaning his forehead against mine, he chuckled. "I hadn't intended to do that when I brought you up here, but so help me," he huffed, "you make me lose track of my surroundings."

I grinned and said, "Me, too."

After another moment, he sighed. "You'd better get downstairs before Alice comes up here to get you." He made a face. "I need to make a stop in the bathroom before I join you. If I go back down like this, I'm worried your father'll shoot me."

The look on his face made me giggle, and I kissed him once more before climbing off his lap. Holding out a hand, I helped him stand. Once he'd taken it, I pulled him into me for one last kiss.

"Go, you little she-devil," he breathed against my lips, "before I'm tempted to say screw the rest of the family."

I laughed as I turned to leave the room, putting an extra sway in my hips as I walked.

I didn't turn around when I heard Edward's groan from behind me as I opened the door and walked out, but I gave myself a mental high five for affecting him like I had.

I was still grinning when I arrived downstairs. I followed the sound of dishes and chatter until I found myself in the kitchen.

"Bella!" Esme said warmly. "I'm glad you came, sweetheart. The pies look wonderful."

I could feel my face heat with a blush of pride, and I smiled. "Thanks. And thank you for asking me," I said. I turned to see Sue, who'd walked back into the kitchen. "Hi, Sue. I hear you guys came over early."

She laughed. "Hi, Bella. Yes, your father wasn't too happy about it, but when I told him there would be football on the big TV, he changed his tune pretty quickly."

I couldn't help my chuckle. "I bet." Looking around, I asked, "Can I help?"

Sue and Esme looked at one another and shook their heads. "No, we've got it under control, I think," Esme said. "Go say hello to the girls." She pointed the through a large doorway off to the side.

"Okay, but let me know if you change your mind," I told them, smiling.

Turning the corner, I found myself in the dining room, where Alice and Rose were huddled around a laptop, with stacks of store newspaper ads scattered across the table.

"Bella!" Alice squealed, flashing me a grin. "Enjoy the tour?" Her eyebrow raised suggestively, and I knew, somehow, that she knew what we'd been up to.

I felt my cheeks heat up, even as I hissed, "Hush, Alice. My father's in the other room!" I smoothed my hair down and checked my clothes to make sure nothing was out of place.

She and Rose just laughed. "We're making plans for tomorrow's shopping," Alice said, looking at Rose, who nodded her agreement. "Wanna give us your input?"

I shrugged. "Whatever you guys choose will be fine. I'll keep you company, though." I pulled out a chair across from Rose and sat down, grinning when they started right back in on their scheduling and planning.

After a moment, my phone beeped from my purse, which I'd grabbed on my way past the table at the foot of the stairs. Pulling it out, I noticed the icon for a new text message. I nearly groaned aloud when I read the message from Edward.

guess what im doing right now while i think of u – E

Holy shit...

I quickly texted him back, studiously composing my face so I wouldn't give away what we were doing.

I hope you're stroking your big, hard cock... – B

Let's see if that gets him going, I thought, smirking to myself.

Less than thirty seconds later, the phone beeped again.

c 4 ur self. tell me more. – E

There was a picture attached to the message, and when I opened it, I gasped audibly, feeling my face heat even more. Edward had given me a view down his body, to his hand grasping his cock. The dark plum head extended way past his fist, and I could clearly see the drop of milky white liquid gathering at the tip. I nearly dropped the phone and had to bite my lip to keep from moaning.

I'd never done true dirty texting before, but even surrounded by both Edward's family and my own, I suddenly wanted to more than anything. The added tension of getting caught excited me, as much as I might hate to admit it to anyone but Edward or myself. Glancing up quickly, I realized neither Alice nor Rose were paying me any attention, so I turned my eyes back to the screen and began to type.

Fuck, you look good enough to eat. You were so hard under me earlier, baby. Your cock felt so good on my pussy as you made me come. – B

Almost before I could blink, the phone signaled a new message.

fuck. more. – E

I breathed deeply, imagining Edward stroking himself, smearing his pre-cum all over his cock.

If I were up there with you, I'd be down on my knees with that thick cock in my mouth. Would you fuck my mouth, baby? I want to taste you so badly right now. Squeeze your cock, Edward, like it was my hand and my throat around you. Come for me. Just the thought of it is making me wet. – B

"Bella?" Rose asked, a teasing lilt to her voice.

I looked up, almost sure my guilt and embarrassment was written all over my face. "Huh? What?" I asked quickly, hiding my phone from any prying eyes.

"Looking a little flushed," Alice said, grinning.

"Yeah, Bella," Rose said quietly. "You may have whimpered a bit, too. Who were you texting?"

"No one," I answered quickly, sliding my phone into my pocket as casually as I could.

Rose and Alice just looked at each other and chuckled.

"Okay, then," Rose said, shrugging, amusement still clear in her voice. "You didn't hear our question."

"Sorry," I mumbled. "I'm listening now."

"We were talking schedule," Alice said, shuffling some papers in front of her. "Sears opens at four in the morning, so if it's okay with you, we were thinking of hitting there first."

"Emmett convinced Jasper he needed a pool table," Rose explained, pointing to one of the ads between us. "They have one on sale for $479."

"They've got a lot of cute clothes on sale, too," Alice told me, turning the laptop around to show me some cute cable knit sweaters she had on screen.

"Sounds good," I agreed.

I listened as they continued to plan, until I felt hands drop lightly on my shoulders and a kiss on the top of my head. I looked up into Edward's eyes and smiled, my cheeks warming at the knowledge of what he'd just been doing.

"Hi," I murmured.

He smirked. "You ladies having fun?"

"Not as much fun as you," Rose teased him, earning a blush from me and a chuckle from Edward.

"Definitely not," he agreed. "I'm gonna go hang out with the guys in the living room," he told me.

I nodded, smiling up at him.

He leaned down and brushed my lips with his before kissing my cheek and turning to nuzzle my neck below my ear. "Love, I never knew you were such a naughty vixen," he purred softly, so only I could hear.

Before I could respond, he stood and walked out of the dining room, whistling a happy tune.