The Cullens are at it Again!

Chapter 15

A/N:

So in answer to several people PMing me and asking me for the next chap…here it is.

No I haven't fallen off the face of the earth; I have just been really busy with RL. You can ask Angel, I seriously had so much going on and crap happening that I didn't have time to read or write or anything. I barely even talked to D for a little over a month. But now everything is settling down and I am writing again. But it will not be as fast as my updates were before. And this is due to a couple of things. First, D is once again writing like mad, and has even started a new story SN2O. And, in my opinion, her stories are much better than mine, so of course, I feel the dire need to edit and fill in hers rather than my own. Second, I am working full time now, school full time, and I also have my daughters stuff going on as well. Therefore I don't have nearly as much time as I did before, but it's all good. I love writing and as long as you are willing to wait, I will continue to write and post for you.

Yes I know this chapter is a little shorter than the previous but it was either have one really long chap that wouldnt get posted for a few more weeks or give you what I have done so far.

Thanks D for all your help, you know I love ya, Chickie. So as most of you have probably already heard through Angel, TCL is no longer able to beta for us. Which in turn means we have to find a new beta.

AddictedtoJohnnyDepp has graciously taken on the role for now, but it never hurts to have a second set of eyes look it over (not including myself or Angel of course).

If anyone is interested please read the AN at the end of the chap…

ANL's A/N So… Tif, I love how you blame me for your lack of writing! Folks, yes I'm writing like mad crazy here lately, but she's the slow one, it's not my fault! I swear! And yes, as sad as it is, VPJ did cut me out for OVER a month and I cried myself to sleep every night over it too!

VPJ: Whatev! You know it's entirely your fault. Nah! J/K. Between the stories you write and the ones you twist my arm to read…lol…wait! I guess it doesn't take much twisting on your part, but still.

Bella POV

We all gathered in the car after school ended. Edward had been 'listening' intently to someone during English. If I didn't know any better I would have perceived the look on his face as one of confusion. But I know all too well that Edward was rarely confused, so I finally dismissed his otherwise occupied behavior.

The ride home was, to put it simply, quiet. Jake held Nessie's hand the entire ride home, Alice and Jazz were in one of their star-crossed love gazes, Emmett was nodding in tune to the Pitbull song on the radio, while Rose was using the window as a mirror, making sure each and every hair was in place. Edward, however, was still just as far off as he was during last hour of school. I knew all too well that he tried his best not to 'hear' any of us, even though he couldn't possibly ignore it. Hmm, what else would cause his behavior? I finally relented, and decided to just let him be. He'd talk when he was ready.

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It seemed like hours before we arrived home, but finally, we arrived at our safe haven. As we emptied the car, Alice found her voice and was talking animatedly to Ness about the shopping trip this weekend (because heaven forbid we have to wear something already in our closet to the party this weekend).

What more perfect time to escape? With that thought, I dropped my shield to allow Edward in.

What do you say we take a walk? I asked as I gave my husband an all-too-knowing look. His eyes perked up and all the withdrawn behavior vanished.

"Mmmm," he hummed in my ear, wrapping his arms around my waist, and pulling me close. "I like the way you think. Where do you have in mind?"

"How about down by the stream, it's so pretty."

"It's nothing compared to the woman in my arms," he breathed huskily.

With his admission, I stepped up on my tip-toes and pressed my lips to his. Our lips moved softly and slowly in synchronization with each others, and before long, our tongues were massaging one another.

We continued to kiss for what seemed like only a few seconds, but was actually two minutes and twenty-three seconds.

Edward slowly pulled away and nearly whispered, "Do you still want to go for a walk or would you rather stay here?"

"Hmmm, that's a tough one." But knowing Edward would most likely hear two totally different viewpoints of our love making from Emmett and Nessie, I decided it would be better to take a walk. So, instead of voicing my decision, I laced my fingers in Edwards and pulled him with me toward our destination.

It took all of thirty-seven seconds until we were away from everyone and everything. And the moment we slowed, I spun in his arms and wrapped myself around him. I relished in the scents around us. I could smell the freshwater from the spring running freely down the river bank, the prefect breeze blowing to stir in all the wonderful fragrances the woods held, and then to enhance everything, Edward. I would forever cherish his scent.

He bent down, placing his lips against mine and quickly began to deepen the kiss as I molded myself to him. My fingers reached up on their own accord and tangled in his messy locks.

"I love you," he breathed as he broke the kiss and began a trail down my neck, across my shoulder, and down my chest. He lifted a finger to pull the fabric away in order to better expose me. His other hand slid down my back to cup my ass.

"Mmmm." I could barely formulate the moan. My mind was reeling with the ideas of Edward's mouth and hands on my body. You would think it would change in twenty plus years, but it never did. Every time he touched me was like the first.

I fisted his hair in my hand and scratched his scalp with my nails. Trying with everything I had to become one with him.

He lifted me up with the hand that was caressing my behind and placed me gently on the ground below. The grass was soft beneath me, creating a bed of moss and plush greens.

"You are so beautiful," he told me, before kissing me again.

His hands glided down my sides coming to a slow rest at the hem of my blouse. Gently, he rubbed my sides just below the material and slowly lifted until he had full access to everything beneath it.

I broke our kiss long enough to remove my shirt and him of his. Once both articles of clothing were tossed aside, our lips were one again, gently sucking the other's.

My hands found the button on his jeans easily and unfastened it while he did the same to mine. Once I released him, I wrapped my hand around his cock and began to pump him in steady, fluid motions.

"Fuck," he hissed as the sensation came.

A moment later, he stripped us both of all our remaining clothing, only to leave himself kneeling above me with a gentle desire in his eyes. I couldn't help myself; I reached up and pulled him to me.

"Love me," I begged him, wanting nothing more than him inside of me.

"Forever," he promised. Edward placed a hand on either side of my face. He smiled as he began to close the distance between us.

I could feel his cock against my inner thigh and began to lift my hips in order to gain some friction from him. As he kissed me I felt his dick twitch slightly. I placed my hand in between our bodies and once again began stroking his length.

I stroked him a few times and began to tease my clit and lips with the head of his dick, allowing just the tip to graze along my folds as I moved it up and down, torturing both of us. But on the third trip up, he pushed in.

"Ohhh god!" I cried in absolute bliss. I wasn't expecting him to just push himself right into me! Oh, what do I care, it felt so good. "You feel absolutely amazing."

He lifted his face from mine so he could gaze into my eyes. All the while he was beginning to pick up a rhythm of thrusting in and out of me.

"Love," he murmured. "Uhhh…you're…." But the words never came.

I knew what he meant in that instant–everything was perfect, we were one. His thrusts began to increase in speed and his rhythm began to steady out.

Both of us were moaning and panting out words of love and need. I never wanted this to end. I allowed my hands to run up his sides, reaching behind him and placing my hands over the tops of his shoulders and pulling him down to me. I wanted to kiss him; I wanted to have my lips all over him. I began the kiss but he abruptly ended it by moving his lips across my jaw and towards my shoulder. He bit down firmly, but instead of pain, I felt only arousal. I wanted more, which must have been apparent by the sounds coming from me, because he did it again.

He continued to nip and suck across my collar bone.

"Ohhh…" I tried, but couldn't form the words to tell him how close I was.

"Come for me, love." I was so close, right there, teetering on the edge. I knew he was just as far as I was because his rhythm was beginning to become uneven.

"Yes," I panted out. Once again, nothing more would come.

He bit down one last time, which sent me completely over the edge. "Fuck! Edward!" I screamed. Oh my god. I've never came so hard in my life.

And I was still coming as he pumped himself even faster and harder into me. I didn't even have a chance to come down from the utter bliss that was my orgasm before he was pulling me into another and then another. I came so hard the first and second time I was literally shaking all over. I wondered how I would ever be able to walk again. But the third was what drowned him in ecstasy.

"Shit…uhhh…" he stuttered as he released everything he had into me.

We laid there, basking in the warmth of the sun's rays, when he rolled to his side, so he could look into my eyes again. And in that moment there was nothing but him.

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The next three days of school went by rather quickly. Emm and Jake pulled just as many shenanigans as they had before, claiming this week to be titled "Teacher Pimp and Ride Week." Apparently, every week was going to have a plan, each of which involved someone, or something, being targeted as the recipient of their monkeyshines. This week just happened to be the teachers, although, a few students had managed to work their way into the mix also. Most of which, I felt sorry for, but at the same time, most deserved what they received.

In addition to this weekly ritual, the boys had also taken it upon themselves to engage in a high-stakes bet. They were so intrigued by the bet itself they decided to bring us wives along for the ride as well. The goal was to have sex in each and every one of the 147 rooms that encompassed the school, (thanks to Emmett for wandering the halls and counting). Not only did we have to have sex in all of the rooms, but each position could only be counted once. The rules also limited us to one escapade per day (It was Emmett's decision. He didn't want Edward to 'break a hip in his old age'). The winner of this contest/bet would earn eternal manly bragging rights. And for those that never die, eternity is a long ass time to be listening to Jake or Emmett boast about winning this stupid sex-capade.

Once we were safely home, Ness proceeded to inform us we were going to have a family "game" at nine. In the world of Nessie, this meant every member of the family must be present. So, until then, we all went our respective ways.

Edward draped his arm around my shoulders and began to guide us upstairs to his beautiful baby grand piano. Yes, there was one on the first floor but it didn't provide the same false sense of privacy that the one in our room allowed. No matter how many times Edward played for me, each time was like the very first. I was in awe of his musical genius. I knew I had several years of practice, but I could never seem to mimic his ease or smoothness. I'm not sure how one would describe the way he played, but all I knew was that it was miraculous.

"Come, play with me. I love it when you join me."

"Must I? You're playing is so much more superior to anything I could ever attempt."

"Please?" How could I deny him of something I knew he enjoyed?

AN:

Interested in betaing…here is what I need:

I will need a verbal, or rather written seeing as how it will be email, confirmation that you will keep my chapters to yourself unless I give permission otherwise. This means don't go sending them to all kinds of people and stuff. But feel free to tell them to come find me on here.

Second, I need someone who is willing to read all the crazy crap I come up with and not be intimidated by any of it.

Someone who has no fear of telling me to change something because it sounds totally ridiculous or doesn't make sense or whatever reason comes to mind. I need someone who is opinionated and open minded and someone who will throw ideas out at me.

D and I catch most things ourselves, however someone who hasn't seen the chapter 10 times will be more likely to see things we have over looked. A2JD, like I mentioned before, has accepted the role as my second (after D and I, obviously). However, I don't like sending things out that are not top notch.

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One more thing, with all the stories being pulled from FF Angel and myself have decided to move our stories to writers café. The address is www (dot) twcslibrary (dot) com. I have chosen to use the same pen name to make it easier to find me. Angel has done the same as well.

This will probably be my last chapter I post here.

I know moving sites seems a little extreme, but honestly after checking the site out it is really easy to navigate and it has more organization, not to mention the NC-17 rating.

PM me with any questions, comments, and/or concerns.