A/N: Yes, another damned chapter. Thanks again to my lovely readers… I hope everyone saw that they are heading to Paris finally! I think I am just as eager for them to get there as all of you are.

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I don't own twilight, but I do own a big green couch and matching love seat.

BPOV

"Ow, fuck," I said out loud as I grasped my head in my hands willing the pain and the throbbing ache to go away. It wasn't working, so I pulled the covers up to look underneath them and I was surprised to see I was wearing pajamas. I haven't worn those in like two weeks, I thought to myself. Even Edward had boxers on which was even more unusual. Last night had clearly not gone as I had planned.

"Hey," Edward said sleepily as he moved his arm from around me and stretched it over his head.

"Why are we dressed?" I said in confusion as Edward looked at me and cocked his eye brow.

"Bella, you came back last night and didn't give us much choice. You put your clothes on, so I stayed dressed too. What is the last thing you remember?" Edward looked at me with concern and even though I had a headache I didn't feel like I was forgetting anything.

"Umm, we were dancing at Kanye and you discovered I was going commando," I said quietly as Edward grabbed a bottle of water from our mini-fridge and gave it to me. "What am I missing?"

"Well, what you're missing is all the drama that happened. You left me to go to the bathroom and then we were going to come back here so that I could have my way with you basically. When you left, Madison tried to pull me on the dance floor, when I turned her down she then tried to kiss me. You saw this, and freaked out and ran from the club. Nothing happened with her, I swear," he said remorsefully, even though he had nothing to be sorry for.

"Oh," I said as I sat up in bed a bit and took a big sip of water. "I'm sorry I ran from the club."

"I know baby," said Edward as he pulled me to him and hugged me. "I'm not upset. It was just one of those stupid things that happen. We're officially done with trying to go to bars. No more bars," he said with a laugh. I smiled up at him and then stood from the bed to fetch my Advil from my backpack. I eagerly popped two of them before climbing back into bed with him.

We were on day two in Barcelona and we had no idea what to do today, although I wasn't exactly feeling up to a museum or anything that worked my brain. "Do you want to go to the beach?" I nodded my head in agreement. A day of lying on the beach was exactly what I needed. I took a quick shower and tossed on my bathing suit, covering it with some short jean shorts and a tank top. Edward had disappeared down to the lounge while I was getting ready, and when he came back, he showered and dressed in record time. I packed our beach bag with our essentials and then we left, hand in hand, to hail a cab in front of our hostel. It only took about ten minutes to drive there, but Edward knew I wasn't up for any major walks, and I appreciated how he seemed to know me better than I did some days.

When we finally got to the beach and Edward had found a spot that he liked, we spread our towels down and covered each other in sunscreen, before lying down on our stomachs to relax. The sun wasn't boiling hot, but it was a cloudless sky, so I was certain I would have a decent tan before we left later in the day. "So, I thought we could go to the Picasso museum tomorrow. Would you be up for that?" he asked curiously as he rolled onto his side.

"Yeah, I should be feeling good enough by then," I replied casually as I took a sip of the water we had brought with us. "Is there anything else you want to do? Were you checking out Barcelona sights down on the computer earlier?"

"No, I was working on Paris when I was down there. I found us a good train that leaves on Thursday evening at like eight, and gets us in to Paris around seven in the morning. You wanted a night train right?" he said with a mischievous grin.

"Yes babe, I want to take a ride on the night train," I whispered seductively as he leaned forward and kissed my neck.

"Good, cause after getting cock blocked last night, I'm eager for what that train holds for us," he said as we both laughed. We spent the rest of the afternoon lying in the sun. Edward left for a bit to get us some lunch at one of the cantinas along the beach. Luckily, I didn't get approached by any strangers this time and Edward seemed pleased by this. A little bit after lunch, Edward and I headed into the water for a quick swim and my headache was finally gone. The day was peaceful yet enjoyable. Edward and I left for the hostel around five and were relieved when we got back to not see Chris or any of his friends. If I never saw them again it would definitely be too soon. We had a casual evening, which I enjoyed. Edward teased me about some of our plans for Paris, but never once told me exactly what we were doing.

"You agreed Bella, you can't take it back now," he said forcefully as he started to tell me about the hotel he had booked. It sounded extravagant and was probably even worse in person. "You're going to love it. I promise," he said as he pulled me towards him and we continued to watch the movie that he had put on. I ended up falling asleep on the couch beside him, and he carried me into our bed, leaving me in my small t-shirt and boy shorts. I cursed myself again when I woke the next morning and found I was dressed. Edward however, had opted to go commando and as he slept beside me, I started drooling a little. I watched him sleep for a few moments before I looked at the clock and saw it was just before nine in the morning. Time for a little wake up call, I thought to myself as I pulled the covers over my head and immediately dove head first onto his cock, sucking it deep into my mouth.

"Ugh," he moaned out loud, but he didn't wake up completely. I wrapped my hand tightly around the base of his cock and began moving my head up and down with more force as I sucked it furiously, my tongue rolling over every square inch of his hardness. He groaned again and moved a little more, but I never saw him lift the covers to check on me. I didn't care though. My hand reached down and cupped his balls, rolling them in my hand gently as I grazed my teeth along the underside of him, eliciting another moan, this one a lot louder. "What the fuck?" he called out moments later. At least he had finally woke up, I told myself as I kept going. The blankets were instantly pulled from my head and Edward looked down on me with a smile, I shrugged my shoulders gently and forced him deeper into my mouth, relaxing my throat so I could take him as deep as possible.

"Holy Fuck Bella," he yelled out again as I felt him spasm beneath me and fill my mouth with his hot cum. I swallowed him down greedily and looked at him with a sly smile. "That was fucking awesome and very unexpected."

"Well, I had to get you up somehow," I said with a giggle as I stood from the bed and headed towards the shower. "Come on Edward, I have to get you all clean baby." He climbed from the bed like a bat out of hell and followed me into the bathroom where we enjoyed a quick shower before getting dressed and heading out for some breakfast.

We grabbed some coffee and muffins on our way to the Picasso Museum, where Edward picked up a headset and a map of the exhibits. "You sure love maps huh?" I said with a laugh as he glared down at me.

"I haven't gotten us lost once, have I Bella?" he added smugly as he kissed the top of my head and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, leading me into the museum. We spent almost five hours exploring some of Picasso's best works and I think Edward was really impressed by everything he saw, although he hardly spoke while we walked around. I was partial to the portraits Picasso had painted, specifically the watercolor he had done of his father called 'Portrait of the Artist's Father'. Edward had just laughed at the title with ease.

"Wow, talk about original 'Portrait of the Artist's Father? He couldn't come up with something more interesting. We can clearly see what the hell it is, why even put a name with it?" I rolled my eyes at his rant and we continued onto the next exhibition in silence. Edward preferred works from his cubist period, which were equally impressive in my opinion.

When ended up leaving the museum we realized we had missed lunch yet again. We agreed to an early dinner and decided to go out for a quiet evening at the movies. They had an English theatre a few blocks from our hostel, so we headed straight there after dinner to find out what they were playing. Edward and I preferred different types of movies, but tonight I didn't care what we saw. They were only playing two movies, which made the choice even easier. We ended up choosing some action flick that Edward had wanted to see.

When we were finally alone in the movie theatre, I pulled up the arm rest between us and nuzzled close to him. I had thought of getting between his legs again to give him another blow job, but he really seemed interested in the movie, so I just enjoyed the two hours of cuddling with him. I had almost fallen asleep by the time the movie was over and Edward looked at me with a small frown.

"Did you even see the movie?" he asked in frustration.

"Not really, but I didn't care. I loved just being in your arms. It was worth the eight bucks you paid to get us in here," I said with a small smile as he kissed my forehead.

"What am I going to do with you Bella Swan?"

"Umm… love me forever?" I questioned with a laugh as we stood from our seats and walked in peace back to our hostel. We slipped into bed as soon as we got home, naked as per usual and everything felt right again. Sure, I still had the weight of the world on my shoulders as I worried about how and when to talk to Edward, but I put that thought at the back of my mind for the time being. I wanted to get into Paris before we talked. I certainly didn't want to ruin our night on the train tomorrow. Edward was way too excited for that, and I wanted to give it to him more than anything else right now.

Our final day in Barcelona was pretty boring. We had a long breakfast at a nearby café and then we headed back to our room to pack all of our stuff. We each checked our emails, and had nothing waiting for us so we watched TV in our room for a bit before heading off to the train station. We purchased our ticket for our private sleeper and grabbed a quick dinner at the station. Edward bought some snacks and a book of mad libs before we headed up to the platform to board our train. We were both pleased because this sleeper was a lot more spacious than the last one we had. It was one bed and it was a decent size, it would certainly be suitable for all the sex we planned to have. I watched with a grin as Edward sat on the bed, bouncing up and down.

"This will do just fine," he declared with a laugh.

EPOV

Finally, Bella and I were in a sleeper car and I was going to thoroughly enjoy all the train sex we were going to have. I had actually dreamt about it the night before last and was shocked when I woke up to find Bella sucking on my cock; it was like a dream come true. Earlier in the week, I had snuck onto the computers down in the lounge and made our arrangements for Paris. I had our hotel room booked, and even had arranged for a car to pick us up from the train station. I was pulling out all the stops here, our last official city before we headed to London for one night and then went home.

I was still having a difficult time dealing with the prospect of us being apart, but I was trying to focus on the advice Alice had given me and I was trying to ignore it. Every time Bella tried to talk to me about it, I shut her down, insisting that nothing mattered but the two of us together, right now. She seemed frustrated with me at times, but I didn't care. The small amount of frustration was worth all the time we spent together enjoying ourselves. We sat on the bed of our car for a little bit just relaxing. Bella was reading her book that she hadn't gotten very far into since starting the trip and I skimmed through my iPod listening to various songs. Bella had one ear bud in and I had the other. It was calm and casual, and I reveled in the time together. I found myself kissing her head or running my hands through her hair a little more than necessary. Sometimes I felt like I was trying to memorize every single strand of her luscious hair before we were apart.

The train was fairly slow moving, but I didn't complain one bit. It was only about an hour after the train left the station that Bella put down her book and turned around to face me, the ear bud falling from her ear. She grabbed the iPod and shut it off, putting it on top of my backpack which was beside our bed. I looked up at her with love and desire; and I could tell she felt the exact same. I reached up and grabbed her face in my hands, pulling her to me so that I could kiss her passionately. Our lips touched and it was like everything around us disappeared. My fingers traced along her back and I gently pulled her shirt over her head, to reveal her sexy black lace bra she had bought earlier in the trip. As she leaned back from me, I stared at her intently. "You're beautiful," I admitted honestly as she tugged my shirt from my body and tossed into onto the floor.

"You're gorgeous," said Bella as she bent forward and started to kiss my chest sweetly. I felt her fingers dance across my ribs and down towards my waist, where I felt her undoing my belt, pulling it from me swiftly and dropping it with the shirt. "I could kiss your body all day." I let out a low moan at the thought of her doing just that and then I felt her hand undoing the button and zipper of my jeans. I lifted my ass up and watched in fascination as Bella pulled both my jeans and boxers from my body easily.

"You're getting much better at that," I said with a grin as she licked her lips and her eyes appeared focused on my hard cock.

"Practice makes perfect," she said as she wrapped her hand around me and pumped me slowly. It was sheer agony of the best possible kind. I watched in awe as she lowered her mouth onto me, surrounding me in one quick movement. I groaned again and kept my eyes trained on her. Her slick pink lips slid up and down on my hardness, eliciting moan after moan from my mouth. I couldn't take my eyes from her if I tried; she was that beautiful to me. After only a few minutes, I wanted to cum so badly, it was taking all my willpower to control myself.

"I need to be inside of you Bella," I panted breathlessly as she released her grip from me and leaned back onto her knees. She was almost fully dressed; the only thing missing was her t-shirt. Everything was usually reversed, with Bella naked first. I laughed quietly as I thought about this and then watched as she stood from our bed and peeled every scrap of fabric from her body seductively. She probably wasn't even trying to do a strip tease for me, but it seemed like just that. When she was finally nude, I grabbed her hand and pulled her back to me on the bed, positioning her onto her back, with me between her legs. I reached for the condom from the side pocket of my backpack and quickly covered myself, eager to be inside of her.

"Edward," whispered Bella as she looked up at me with her luscious brown eyes. I simply nodded my head, knowing full well exactly what she needed. I positioned myself between her thighs and I could feel the heat emanating from her. I used my hands to spread her thighs apart further and slowly slid myself inside of her. We moaned in pleasure simultaneously as Bella gripped the sheets on the bed for support. I moved my hands up to her hips and used them to slowly thrust myself inside of her at a gentle pace. I looked down at Bella and she looked impatient.

"What do you want Bella?" I asked calmly. If Bella wanted more, she needed to tell me. I watched her bite her bottom lip as she quivered beneath me, but no words came from her mouth. "Tell me Bella."

"I want… I want it harder and faster," she said as she moaned louder. Her confession spurred me on and before I could comprehend it, I was grasping her hips so tightly I was certain I would leave marks. I began to plunge my cock inside her hot wet pussy as quickly as I could, pushing myself as deep inside of her as her body would allow. Her breaths were getting shorter and more pronounced and it was only a few minutes later that I felt her tremble beneath me, so I knew she was almost ready.

I reached between us and rubbed her hard clit, which was the factor that drove her over the edge. She started panting my name as her entire body tensed and she exploded in pleasure. As I felt her tense, her body practically milked my cock involuntarily and then I groaned in ecstasy as I came inside of her. Train sex was even better than I expected, I thought to myself as I looked down at Bella who looked spent.

"That was so worth it," she said with a wide grin as I rolled myself beside her and pulled her into my arms tightly.

"I agree, train sex is definitely fucking hot." I held her to me and I noticed she was shivering. I pulled the blankets up over our naked bodies, never once letting go of her. I honestly felt like I could live on this train with her forever if someone would stop by every now and again with snacks. I watched Bella closely as we lay together. She would smile while she slept, and I prayed she was dreaming of us. It was almost an hour later than I ended up falling asleep beside her, wishing with everything I had that the train would never pull into the station in Paris.