Yes, okay, I know I suck at updating. But I swear this time it was Dave's (the guys who fixes my internet) fault. He delayed it over the weekend, and then I couldn't post. Well, here it is now and it's extra long! Next one up tomorrow to make up.

Enjoyy:)

Chapter 9

I run as fast my feat would carry me, but the guy is in a big hurry to… be with Edward. So by the time I reach the second floor of the motel, all I see is Edward holding on to the frame of the doorway, pleading for the guy to let him go, and then he's pulled in and the door's banged shut.

"Fuck," I cry, running toward the room. I stand uselessly outside the door, pacing, thinking what to do, and fidgeting with the hem of my shirt.

And then I hear Edward's yelps from inside. I freeze, and my eyes go wide and my hands fly to my mouth in shock. "Oh shit," I breathe.

I look to my right and see a housekeeping cart. I do the first thing that comes to my mind – I steal a bucket of ice from there and run back to the room. Taking a few deep, calming breaths, I plaster a smile to my face and knock on the door, all the while, shivering in my shoes.

The door is wrenched open and the guy, who's triple my size, scowls down at me. "What?" he growls.

I cringe on seeing him only in his boxers, his flabby chest and stomach smattered with light brown hair. I shudder and puke in mouth a little at the sight.

"H-here's your i-ice, Sir," I stutter out, holding the bucket in front of me like a talisman.

His scowl turns menacing now. "My ice? I ain't ordered no ice," he growls again.

"Someone d-definitely ordered some ice, Sir," I say, adding a little more confidence into my shaky voice.

"Who is it, honey?" I hear Edward in the background. Honey?

The guy shifts, a shy smile lights up his face which looks awkward as all hell there. He turns to beam at Edward and shyly says, "Housekeeping. She's brought ice which I didn't order."

I peer around the guy to look at Edward, and what I see… Damn, if I don't choke on my own spit and die of shock. He's wearing a red robe and eating grapes directly from a bunch of 'em. He discreetly winks at me, and my mouth falls open in shock.

What the fuck is going on?

"Oh, let her come in. I ordered," Edward says and throws a grape flirtatiously at… the… guy. Huh?

"Alright," he concedes and opens the door wide to let me in.

I walk in with the bucket clutched to my chest and look around the room. The guy turns to Edward, and I mouth "What the fuck?", while Edward just smirks away. He puts his hand on the guy's naked chest, and I literally gag in the background.

"Go to the bathroom, honey. Remember what I said? Won't you do it fo' me?" Edward says, running his finger down to the guy's stomach. My gagging has now almost reached the puking point.

Did Edward just bat his eyelashes at him?!

The guy groans. "Aww, do I have to?"

Edward pushes him a little toward the bathroom. "You promised," he drawls.

The guy smirks and fucking blushes, and goes to the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Immediately, Edward jumps into action, taking off the robe and pulling his shorts on. He takes his wife-beater and jacket and thrusts them into my hands. He digs through the guy's jeans, which are lying on the table, and takes out the keys to Blush. Victory!

He then pushes me out of the room and whisper-yells, "Run, run, run!" And we take off running down the motel with a shirtless Edward beside me. Behind us, we hear heavy footsteps and some shouting.

I shoot him a panicked look, and he stops, tries a few doors, finally finds one unlocked, and pulls me into the room, quickly shutting and locking the door behind him.

Our breaths are heavy as we hear the footsteps come close… and then pass our room. I breathe a sigh of relief. "How'd you get him to go into the bathroom?" I whisper, looking out the peephole.

"I told him that I didn't like his chest hair at all. He went in thea' to shave," he answers.

I laugh and look up at Edward with a smirk on my face. My smirk quickly dies as I see the look on his face though. His eyes are dark, and he looks dangerous…staring at me like I'm a prey and he's my predator.

"Edward," I whisper, his clothes falling from my grasp. He traps me against the door, both his hands flat on the door beside my face as he leans down, inches away from my mouth. My eyes dart to his lips, and I want nothing more than feeling them all over my body.

"You've made me suffer a lot tonight, Miss Swan," he says, his breath hot against my face. He grounds his hips into mine, and I groan as I feel his erection.

"Well, I saved you in the end, didn't I?" I wind my arms around his neck and pull him in for a kiss. My lips move in synchronization with his as he continues to hump me against the door. His one hand goes to my butt, and he pushes me up, encouraging me to wrap my legs around his waist. And I jump, literally, at the opportunity.

Our tongues tangle, and I lick his lips with the tip of my tongue as he kneads my ass over the little shorts I'm wearing. I desperately rub my centre against his erection, seeking any kind of friction for my throbbing pussy.

We're both breathless as he breaks our kiss and leans his forehead against mine. "Don't you think I deserve some kind of a reward for being the hero of the day and getting the keys to your precious Blush?" he says, and lightly pecks my lips, the gorgeous crooked smirk in place on his plump lips.

Hero of the day. Hero of my life. My hero. "Bed," I order.

In no time, we're both on the bed with him covering my body with his as he begins to kiss me hungrily again. We break the kiss for a millisecond, as he quickly takes my shirt off. The jacket was chucked somewhere on the way over.

I run my hands up and down his back, moaning as I feel his muscles ripple. He tears his lips from my mouth, and his eyes glaze over as he looks at my black lace covered breasts.

"So fuckin' sexy," he says huskily, his accent more pronounced than ever. I feel my hot pussy getting wetter as his velvet voice wraps around me. And the accent… Jesus!

I scratch my nails at the nape of his neck. "Why, Mr. Cullen, do you kiss a lady with that dirty mouth of yours?" I say, smirking as I throw his words back at him.

His eyes snap ato mine and a grin spreads across his face. "Oh I do a lot more than just kiss a lady with this mouth of mine."

And then he takes my nipple into his mouth over the bra. I moan as he swirls his tongue around my hard bud and sucks it into his mouth. His other hand pinches the other nipple, and my back arches off the bed in pleasure. His hands immediately go to my back and he unclasps my bra, pulling it off.

"So fuckin' sexy and gorgeous," he says, his eyes looking at me almost in worship. His mouth immediately latches on to my nipple again as he suckles, nips, and nibbles. "Amazing fuckin' tits," he mutters as he places open-mouthed kisses on my tits. I moan and writhe underneath him.

"God, Edward – unf – more, please," I beg, my hands pulling relentlessly at his hair. He lets go with a pop, and he very, very sweetly kisses under my jaw.

"What do you want, dahling?" he whispers in my ear. He completely stills his hands and body, a challenging smirk on his face.

Shit. He's going to make me spell it out, the bastard.

A blush begins to take over my cheeks and spreads all the way down to my chest, going lower as I flush harder, fumbling for words. Edward's eyes follow the trail of my blush, and when he reaches my centre, he slowly begins to pull down my shorts. Cool air hits my hot, wet pussy, and the air is suddenly thick with the smell of my arousal.

"I want you, Edward," I say. His eyes are fixed between the apex of my thighs, and I start breathing harder just seeing him watch how wet I am for him.

"You want me to what, Bella?" he says huskily.

Oh God, please don't do this to me! But as soon as I imagine his mouth against my pussy, the words just tumble out, "I want you to lick my…pussy."

His eyes snap to mine and a smirk spreads across his face. "Now, was that so hard?"

He immediately slides off the bed, grabbing my thighs and pulling me down with him. He sits on his knees on the floor, my pussy right in front of his face.

He presses his nose against my centre and takes a long, deep breath, his eyes fluttering shut. "Simply mouth-watering. I was right," he says, sending vibrations against my clit.

My own eyes screw shut, and I fist his hair in my hands, whimpering as I feel him kiss me over my panties. He begins to lick me over the fabric, and I feel it all, but it's still not painfully enough. I hear a tearing sound, and just like that, my panties are gone. Fuck it, who cares?

I cry out in pleasure as Edward begins to suck on my clit. His tongue laps at my wetness, and he circles my opening with its tip. He keeps sucking my clit repeatedly, literally pulling his head minutely back with my clit in his mouth. It's fucking maddening. And when he inserts his tongue inside me, and then replaces it with two fingers… I fucking scream.

He growls and pumps his fingers in and out of me, his tongue makes circular motion on my pussy, and in no time, I'm coming hard as I thrash and cry out his name.

Best. Oral. Ever.

"Bella, I have to be inside you," he says, his eyes begging me to allow him. I nod frantically, still coming down from my orgasm, but already wet for his cock.

He hurriedly removes his shorts and boxers, and pulls out a foil packet from his wallet. He rolls it over his long, very hard cock, and I whimper a little just imaging it inside me, filling me, stretching me.

Edward climbs on top of me and rests his palm on the bed on either side of my face. He stares deep into my eyes and then kisses me with a passion that I've never felt before. I can taste myself on his mouth, and I'm just as ready and wet for him as I could possibly be. He breaks the kiss, the tip of his cock brushes against my clit, and he breathes against my lips, "You ready, baby?"

I simply shift a little and take the tip of his cock inside me. "As I'll ever be," I whisper. He groans and slides inside me in one swift motion. I gasp as I get used to the feel of him inside me, stretching me more than I've ever been before. He starts to move in and out of me. Again and again. Faster and deeper.

I claw at his back, throwing my head back as I feel my orgasm coming. "Edward," I scream, as he thrusts in deep, hitting my g-spot. He does it over and over again, and I've reached my peak. "I'm – I'm gonna come, baby," I cry, and my walls clench around him repeatedly.

"Good," he says. "Because… I don't think… I can hold much longer… either." He thrusts harder each time between his words, and on the last one, I come apart screaming as I scratch the fuck out of his back.

I feel him come in the condom too, and my head falls against the bed with a thud. I feel spent, exhausted, and this other deep feeling stirs inside my chest. But mostly, I'm just…blissfully happy.

"That was… I-have-no-words-amazing-will-have-to-do amazing," Edward says breathlessly, his head lying between my breasts.

I laugh, my hands massaging his hair as he groans contentedly. "Yeah, you got that right."

"Don't laugh, beautiful, I'm still inside you," he warns, and I feel his flaccid self getting… not so flaccid anymore.

I take my tits in my hands and smash his face between them playfully. "Don't slow down, boy. We still have another round to go," I say, laughing, as his tongue darts out to lick the underside of my breast.

He pulls up to stare at me with the crooked grin in place, his semi now completely hard again. "You, Bella Swan, were fucking made for me."

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