Cocktails at Eclipse

by twilightladies

What is she still doing here? They shouldn't be together anymore—she should be gone. She's persistent—I'll give her that—digging her claws in so we can't get near them.

6. Chapter 6

Hi All!

Huuuuge thanks to everyone that reviewed the last chapter – once again I'm blown away! I'm so glad you're enjoying the story!

As always, the amazing Stephenie Meyer owns all things Twilight, I just like to play with the characters..especially Edward ;)

For your patience, I believe you deserve some lemony goodness...

BPOV

I can't believe I'm so stupid! I should have known this would happen. A guy like Edward couldn't possibly be interested in a girl like me—especially when I don't want to rush things! Why would he want to go slow when there are plenty of girls more than willing to have sex with him? Am I really just a quick fuck to him? Has Lauren damaged him so badly that he's now only interested in meaningless sex? Is he even capable of a relationship?

Hang on…this doesn't make sense? He invited me here tonight!

Edward wants to take it slow just as much as I do. We agreed to be careful and to do this properly. I didn't force him into anything—he wants this! Lauren hurt him terribly, so he knows what this feels like. He would never do this to anyone.

A small part of me wants to run home, put on my comfiest sweats, and scarf down a tub of the most fattening ice cream I can find. But the bigger part of me wants to stay and fight. I stand up straight and walk towards him. I can feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins and my heart is going to beat right out of my chest! I approach them slowly, taking in the scene. Edward is backed against the wall, pushing against it, trying to evade her. The blonde is standing with her back to me so I can't see her face. She has her hand on his cock, rubbing herself all over him and murmuring in his ear. I watch as Edward clenches his fists against her hips and smirks. Grabbing her by the hips, he pushes her away saying something, but I'm too far away to hear.

Is he asking her to go back to his office to have sex?

I realise a second later he is doing no such thing—instead of pulling her towards him, he pushes her further away, a smile on his face.

I knew it! He is a good guy!

I stop walking and lean against the wall—I want to see her reaction before they notice I'm here.

This girl can't seem to take a hint! She steps away from Edward for only a moment, but then returns trying to pin him against the wall. Edward is clearly uncomfortable and squirms the entire time. She leans forward and wraps her arms around Edwards's neck, gripping his hair and pulling him towards her. I watch as she pulls him closer and places her lips to his. He grabs her waist, pushing her away for the second time tonight.

I've seen enough! I can let one kiss slide, but not two! Not when he's mine—he's not interested and the skank can't take a fucking hint! It's time to intervene.

I walk towards them, quicker this time, wanting them to see me.

"C'mon, darling, I've apologised—we can be good again. Don't let this hold us back!"

Darling? Again? What the fuck? Who is this girl?

"Ahem," I clear my throat when I'm close enough for them to hear. I have to suppress a giggle as I see Edward's face. His eyes widen in surprise and his mouth falls open. He looks at me, to the blonde, and then back to me. It appears he's been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

The blonde quickly glances my way, dismisses me, and turns back to Edward. "The ladies room is further down the hall."

I meet Edward's eyes. "I'm not looking for the ladies room. I'm looking for my boyfriend." Edward cocks an eyebrow at me. We haven't discussed this term yet, but I suppose now is as good a time as any.

The blonde answers again. "Well he's clearly not here so why don't you piss off. We're having a private conversation."

Edward decides now would be a good time to speak up. "Actually…" he steps out of the girls grasp and moves towards me "…I'm the boyfriend. Lauren, meet my Bella." As he reaches me, he steps behind me, slipping his arms around my waist and I feel him press a kiss to the top of my head.

Lauren?

EPOV

I've struck gold with Bella! Here I am, caught in a compromising position—in a dark corridor, trapped against a wall, as my ex-fiancé gyrates against me while palming my cock through my trousers! Most girls would have freaked, called me the world's biggest dick, and then stormed out of here, but not my Bella. She swoops in and saves my sorry ass, by calling me her boyfriend of all things!

Introducing her as my Bella, instead of my girlfriend just feels right. Hopefully Lauren now understands that I'm not fucking interested! I'm trying to be nice, fuck if I know why after what she did to me, but it isn't working. Lauren needs to realize that I've moved on. I have a new girlfriend now, and I'm happier without her.

Lauren spins around to face us and Bella stiffens next to me. I want her to feel reassured, so I pull her body closer to mine.

"Well, who is she?" she asks giving Bella the once over.

"What do you mean who is she?"

"I mean who is she? Who are her parents? What do they do?" Lauren looks back to me. "I mean, look at the way she dresses. She's clearly not from our group of friends."

How does the way Bella dresses have anything to do with why I'm with her? I look to Bella, really taking her in for the first time tonight. She's wearing a simple yet classic black dress that ties behind her neck. It's short, showing off her beautiful legs, but it's not too short. The dress plunges at the neckline, giving me a glimpse of her tits, but without showing off too much. Her hair is different from her usual loose curls—it's straightened, which makes it look much longer. I don't understand Lauren, Bella is gorgeous.

"What the fuck do you mean, the way I dress?" Bella speaks before I can interject. "Is there something wrong with my dress? Am I not flashing enough skin for you? You don't like it because you can't see my ass hanging out?"

Feisty Bella, I think I like this.

"Well it's clearly not designer, and if you can't afford a decent Chanel or Dolce then you can't afford to date a Cullen! But I can, which is why I'm dating Edward and not you!" Lauren spits childishly. I half expect her to stick her tongue out as well.

Lauren, so predictable, money is always the key.

"You are not dating him." I watch as Bella takes a step toward Lauren. "You haven't been since he caught you fucking someone behind his back." Lauren looks to me and steps back. "Oh yes, don't think he hasn't told me about you. You're nothing but a whore. You don't love Edward—you love his name, his money, and the idea of the lifestyle he can give you."

Bella steps in front of me, moving closer to Lauren.

Feisty Bella is now pissed Bella! And little Edward definitely likes this!

"When you thought he wasn't good enough for you, you looked elsewhere. Why? Because you saw that he wasn't following in his family's footsteps, that he was doing something that would make him truly happy, but not necessarily wealthy?"

"I-I-you-don't…" Lauren stammers.

Bella steps back into my embrace, pulling my arms around her tightly. "Well he's moved on, you don't get that chance again. He's mine now." She turns her head towards me and gives me a small smile.

Ugh, and I'm hard. I think Possessive Bella is my new favourite Bella.

Bella turns to face Lauren. "And why would you want Edward back? Is Mike not meeting your needs anymore?"

Huh? Mike, as in her ex?

"Bella, what's Mike got to do with this?" A new voice speaks from behind me.

Bella and I both turn to see Emmett, flanked by Rose and Alice. We hadn't heard their approach. Alice is looking at Bella, her eyebrows cocked, as she waits for an answer. Curious, I look to Bella as well. Bella brings both hands up, covering her face. She takes a deep sigh, and peeks through her fingers at her friends.

"Remember the blonde skank with the awful fake tits that I found riding Mike?" Both girls glance at Lauren and then back to Bella. "Well, the same blonde skank is standing behind me. The one in the ridiculously short dress—the one I caught trying to seduce Edward." She looks back to Lauren. "Oh, and she's Edwards ex-fiancé as well." She looks up to me and gives me a weak smile.

Son of a bitch!

BPOV

Lauren turns to me, a smug look on her face. "Ahh, so you're the whiny ex?"

I refuse to answer, knowing she's just looking for a reaction. Plus, she's probably right. When it came to Mike I probably was whiny. The guy's a loser and I was always bitching at him about something he had or hadn't done.

"He still talks about you, you know?" She takes a step closer to me, gaining her confidence back.

Wait? What?

"He still talks about me? As in, you're still fucking him?"

That's just priceless.

"So let me get this straight. You're here trying to fuck Edward, planning to get back into his wallet, and all the while you're still with Mike? Damn, you really are a whore!" I hear Emmett snicker behind me.

Edward shifts slightly behind me. He leans down and places a kiss on my shoulder. Lauren's eyes follow the movement, narrowing in anger.

She looks to me again. "If you can't keep a guy like Mike, what the hell makes you think you'll be able to keep Edward interested?"

"Alright, that's it!" I hear Rose speak up behind me. I turn slightly to see her walk in Lauren's direction. I grab her arm as she passes me. Rose is fiercely protective and has a fiery temper which tends to get her in trouble. We don't need her getting out of hand in Edward and Emmett's club. She looks at me and I shake my head, asking her silently to calm down. Emmett catches our interaction, and walks over to put his arms around Rose. She melts into his body.

"Rose let it go. I don't really care what she has to say." Still in Edward's grasp, I turn to face him. I bring my arms around his neck and pull him to me for a kiss.

For me, it's a kiss of possession. I touch his lips briefly with my own, licking his bottom lip, silently asking for entrance. He opens up to me immediately, my tongue entering his mouth meeting his and massaging it slowly. My hands find his hair and I pull it hard, eliciting a slight moan from him that only I can hear. His hands find my hips and he pulls me against him, so I can feel him hard, against my stomach. I smirk against his lips and feel him mirror my smile.

I can hear my friends chuckling behind us so I pull myself away from Edward and turn around. Lauren is gone. I look to Alice, my eyebrows raised in question.

"Um...yeah, she left around the time you started grinding on him." She giggles at me, looking proud that I've effectively marked my territory.

"Well that was interesting." Edward looks down to me and kissed me briefly on the nose. "A little twist in our story since both our ex's are now currently fucking?" He snickered. "You can't make that shit up!"

"You guys ready to call it a night? It's almost time to close anyway…" Emmett looks at us "…if you girls want to, you can wait in the VIP room until we're done and then we can go back to our place and continue the night?"

Rose and I nod in agreement—Alice however, is shaking her head. "No can do guys, I have an early shipment coming in tomorrow so I need to head out. But I'll call Jasper and he can come get me."

I open my mouth to speak but I'm cut off before I can say a word. "Seriously Bella, I'm fine. I had an entertaining night. I've never seen you this feisty before—I think it agrees with you." I blush at the compliment and everyone laughs at my embarrassment.

Edward releases me from his embrace, but takes my hand as we head back to the VIP bar. When we approach an available booth, he explains that he needs to speak to the bouncers about banning Lauren from the club in the future. I instantly miss his hand, but I agree that neither one of us wants to repeat tonight's experience anytime soon.

We sit and Alice calls Jasper to pick her up. Emmett returns a few minutes later with drinks for me and Rose. Edward passes us on his way back from the bouncers. He lets us know we should only be waiting another half hour or so after the club closes.

Rose takes a sip of her drink, looking at me over the top of the glass. "So fill us in on what happened after you left the bar and before we found you in the hallway. And don't leave out any details." She takes another sip of her drink. "Because it's clear some shit went down."

I sigh. "I was headed to the office, because Emmett said he thought Edward would be there. I barely made it a few feet into the hallway, before I saw the two of them." I take a few sips of my drink before continuing. "She had him pressed against the wall, his arms were around her and they were kissing."

"Wh-"

"Let me finish—you asked me to tell you what happened and I'm telling you!" I down the rest of my drink. "It looked like they were making out. For a few minutes I stood there frozen, just like I did with Mike, thinking it was happening again. But then something clicked, and I realized that scenario didn't make sense. Why would Edward have this big heart to heart with me and then invite me back to his club just to screw me over? So I stood there and watched. Edward repeatedly tried to push her off. But she must like the chase because she wouldn't take the hint, and tried to get him into his office. I interrupted at that point. Then you guys showed up and well, you know the rest."

I laugh at the expressions on my friends faces. Both are wide eyed with their jaws almost on the table.

"Ladies, close your mouths."

"You interrupted them, and staked your claim to Edward?" Alice is the first to recover.

"And then fought for him, basically telling her to back off?" Rosalie is close behind.

I nod, leaning over the table to take a sip of Rosalie's drink.

"Who are you and what have you done with our Bella?" I look to Alice, who smirks at me. "You never do that. The Bella we know would have walked away."

"Well, I'm sick of being a pushover. If I had given up, I would be at home right now, wallowing in my ugly pyjamas while downing a tub of ice cream! Now…" I look back to the bar where Edward is stocking up, "…I get to go home with him."

EPOV

I leave Bella in the VIP section so that I can speak with the bouncers. They check everyone that enters the club and I have to make it clear that Lauren is now officially barred. I do not want her near me or Bella—she's a poison that hurts everything she touches. Even though she made a quick getaway after Bella's possessive display tonight, I have a feeling this won't be the last we see of her.

The lights come on in the bar, signalling the close of the night. The staff starts making the rounds to encourage the stragglers to leave. Hopefully everything will go smoothly as I'm anxious to get Bella back to my apartment. We may have agreed to go slow, but that doesn't mean we can't fool around just a bit.

I delegate tasks to my team, making sure the clean-up is done properly but quickly. I grab the tills from each bar and head back to the office to cash out. Normally I would count the cash on the bar, but I'm too distracted with Bella sitting there. Without any problems or distractions, I should be done in thirty minutes or so.

After what feels like forever, I drag my tired ass back to the bar, ready to go home. Emmett and I do a quick sweep of the club to make sure everything is done. I tell the staff to punch out and go home. Finally, I get some Bella time.

I can't help the chuckle the escapes when I find Rosalie and Bella asleep in the booth. They look adorable leaning on one another. But as cute as this is, I'm hoping she's just resting her eyes and this isn't the end of our night. I slide in next to Bella, gently nudging her to wake—nothing. I'm about to try again when both she and Rosalie jolt awake at Emmett's booming voice.

"Wakey, wakey ladies!"

They both groan in disapproval, sleepily looking around as if to catch their bearings. I smile—I can't help it when she looks so confused and adorable.

Adorable? Really?

Bella looks up to see that I'm sitting next to her. Her face light up with a smile and that alone has made my night. All the stress from the earlier drama melts away as I see her smile. She shifts in her seat and slides closer to me, turning slightly to face me. She slides one of her hands up the front of my shirt, her fingers toying with the buttons. I look down at her to find her looking up at me through her eyelashes.

"Are we going to your place now?" She licks her bottom lip.

Ugh, aaaaand I'm done.

I don't think I've ever moved so fast. I take Bella's hand and pull her out of the booth—not caring that Rosalie and Emmett are now laughing at me. If Bella's eager to get back to my apartment, then who am I to argue?

Our drive home feels endless! Emmett and I are in the front seats and the girls are in the back discussing Bella's new job. I'm happy she got it. She's been so excited and nervous, so I'm glad she's getting the chance to prove herself as a writer. I'm just a little concerned that our work schedules will seriously limit our free time together.

Finally, we're home. Emmett and I are on bar duty again—I hope the girls like vodka as that's the only thing we have right now. We serve the drinks while the girls flip through our movie collection. I was thinking we'd just chill and have a few drinks, but putting on a movie sounds good—especially if it means snuggling on the couch with Bella.

Emmett grabs a few blankets while the girls pick out a movie. I close the curtains and turn off all the lights, transforming the front room into our own little movie theatre. Emmett and Rosalie take their place on the floor. He sits with his back against the loveseat as Rosalie lies with her head in his lap. I stifle a chuckle as I see Emmett playing with Rosalie's hair.

Man, he's a goner!

I grab the other blanket and sit down on the couch next to Bella. Wrapping us both in the soft flannel, I pull her close, and she snuggles into my side.

The film starts but I'm not really watching it. I'm far too aware of the warm body next to me. I pull Bella closer and start running my hand up and down her side. With each stroke, I move my hand higher and higher, getting ever so close to her tits. She moves, rubbing herself against me, trying to get even closer. One of her hands moves to my thigh. At first, she just rests it there—I feel like it's burning a hole in my pants. Slowly, she starts stroking my thigh, using the same pace that I'm using on her side. Every time I get close to her tits, she grazes my cock with the back of her hand. We're both pretending to be interested the film, but in truth we're only interested in what's going on under our blanket.

I glance over to Emmett and Rosalie on the floor, and note that their blanket is pulled up conspicuously. Yeah, there's definitely some x-rated touching going on under there. Why are we even bothering with the façade of watching the movie?

I clear my throat and Emmett looks my way. "Are you guys watching this?" I raise my eyebrow at him. "I think Bella and I are going to bed."

"We are?" she whispers in my ear. Before I can answer, she nibbles on my earlobe and I have to bite back a moan.

Bella and Rose look at each other, having what seems to be a silent conversation. Bella then nods her head ever so slightly.

Yes! Looks like I won't need that cold shower in the morning!

Emmett pulls Rosalie to her feet, throws her over his shoulder and slaps her ass as he runs to his bedroom.

Ugh, I hope he has the decency to turn on some music. I don't think I can stay hard if I hear them going at it!

Just as I finish that thought, I hear his door slam followed by the bass of Emmett's music. Good.

Unlike Emmett, I'm not the kind of guy to throw a girl over my shoulder, so I take Bella's hand and lead her to my bedroom.

BPOV

Edward links his fingers through mine and leads me to what I can only assume is his bedroom. I've never been here before, but right now I'm not interested in a tour. I'm focused on the feel of Edward's hand in mine, his thumb moving in slow circles as if trying to soothe me. It's not working though—I'm so wired from our foreplay on the couch. It's been the best kind of torture and I feel like I'm going to combust. Tonight has been so different from the night in his office—then we were needy, hard, and fast. Tonight, we'll take our time and just enjoy each other—at least that's my plan. I still think it's too soon for sex, but after seeing him refuse Lauren, I'm ready for more than cuddling.

I look at the man in front of me and my thoughts turn to what's about to happen. I've made it clear that I want this, but will he expect sex? Suddenly I feel butterflies in my stomach and I'm extremely nervous. Should I be here? Edward turns, looking at me and smiles as he catches my eye. Yes, this is exactly where I should be.

We arrive at Edward's bedroom and he opens the door, gesturing for me to enter first. I tentatively step inside and take in my surroundings. As expected, it's a typical guy's room—a flat screen TV hangs in the corner, equipped with an Xbox and PS3. There's also a desk, covered in paper, which I assume is for the club. Clearly, he brings his work home with him. Several photos catch my eye, so I move to take a better look. Edward is obviously very close to Emmett—he's in every photo.

I feel Edward move behind me, close but not touching. I sigh. How can one guy affect me like this? It's exhilarating!

He takes a step closer, bringing his chest flush against my back. Reaching an arm around me, he points to one of the photos. "Those are my parents, Carlisle and Esme." He lowers his hand and rests it on my hip, rubbing circles with his fingers. "Uh-uh," I manage.

Pull yourself together!

"So…"

I turn to face him, trying not to lose contact with his body, and wrap my arms around his waist. I look into his eyes and smile. "So..." he narrows his eyes and smirks "…so...I'm your boyfriend now?"

I know he's playing with me, his eyes dancing with amusement, but I can still only stutter a response. "Em...well uh…well I..."

He cuts me off with a kiss and I find myself getting lost in the feeling of his lips. It's only a chaste kiss, but it is full of the promise of what's to come. Before I can deepen the kiss, he pulls away.

"That's okay, I kinda liked hearing it." He looks away, avoiding my eyes as his cheeks turn the most adorable shade of pink.

"You did?"

"Mmmhmm." He leans down nuzzling my neck. I hold him there, shivering as he nips and kisses my neck. Looking over his shoulder, I see the bed behind him. The whole point of being here is to move forward. We may need to have the boyfriend/girlfriend discussion, but right now I need a release. And by the feel of Edward's cock straining against my stomach, he needs one as well.

I push him from me, and he looks confused. I nudge him backwards, slowly, inching him towards his bed. He looks into my eyes and then breaks into a grin.

Now let's get what we came for.

EPOV

Bella's pushing me toward the bed, showing me that she wants this just as much as I do. When I'm inches away, I reach out and pull her into my arms. As I make contact with the bed, I fall backwards, bringing her with me. She squeals in surprise.

I want to kiss her. I look up at her, lying on top of me and wonder how I got this lucky.

She's beautiful.

My cock twitches in agreement. Bella grins as she feels it move against her. Before I can kiss her, she leans forward pressing her lips to mine. I lose myself in the sensation—I don't think I will ever tire of it. For a few moments, we just enjoy kissing. Tonight, Bella is in control—the last time we were together, I took charge and the pace was fast and needy. This time, she's moving us along slowly, just as we agreed.

Bella moves slightly, to get more comfortable. The movement causes her to rub against my cock and I can't control the groan of appreciation. She smiles against my lips and moves again, rubbing my cock a second time.

"Tease." I murmur.

"Mmhmm."

I move my hands to her hips and pull her dress. I pull the material that I can reach, trying to move it higher so that I can finally take it off. The dress is not cooperating and Bella starts to giggle when it's obvious I'm getting nowhere fast.

I roll us over and sit up. Slowly, I pull the dress up her body and over her head, leaving her in a black strapless bra and matching thong. My cock hardens even more at the sight. Bella starts to cover herself, alerting me to the fact that I've been staring for too long and now she's uncomfortable.

"Please don't, you're beautiful." I lean forward, placing kisses on her collarbone.

"Please…" She grabs my shirt trying to pull it off as well. I yank it over my head not even bothering with the buttons.

"Move up a bit."

I do as I'm told and pull myself further up the bed, stopping when my head hits the pillows. She smirks as she crawls up the bed to me, keeping eye contact the whole time.

How can this girl be so shy one minute and a vixen the next? She crawls up my body, settling between my legs. I lean forward to kiss her but I'm shocked when she stops at the top of my pants. She is undoing my belt! Her eyes never leave mine, as she takes the belt off and reaches for my zipper. She slips her fingers under the top of my pants and boxers, causing me to break out in goose bumps. Bella grins at my reaction. I could reciprocate, confident that I could cause the same reaction, but I don't. I'm enjoying this confident Bella far too much.

In one swift movement, my pants and boxers are gone, leaving me naked in front of her. Her eyes leave mine and she takes in my form. I'm nervous, laying here as she stares in silence. Does she like what she sees? Her graze gradually moves south and stops at my cock. Her tongue peeks out of her mouth and she licks her lips. This time, I groan out loud. My cock is rock hard and standing up for her, begging for attention.

She waits a few more seconds before looking back at my face—I feel like she's trying to tell me something with her eyes. Then, Bella leans forward and takes my cock in her mouth, stopping only when I hit the back of her throat.

"Fuuuuuck."

Feels so good!

I sit up slightly, leaning on my elbows so I can watch. She releases my cock from her mouth and licks the length of it. Her tongue circles the head, licking the pre-cum that's gathered at the tip. She leans forward taking most of me into her mouth again, humming as she does. The vibrations cause me to moan.

"Shit…Bella…so good…" I can't even form a coherent sentence.

Her hands move to my legs, helping her to balance. Slowly, one hand moves up my leg past my thigh—it comes to rest at the base of my cock. She stills her movements before taking my balls in her hand, massaging them, using a different pace from that of her mouth. As she massages my balls, she starts sucking me faster and harder.

I lie down, bringing my hands to her head, using a bit of pressure to show her how I like it.

"Yessss…"

She adjusts quickly to my suggestion. Her tongue circles the head and every now and then her teeth graze my shaft ever so lightly. I can feel my orgasm start to build in the pit of my stomach. Bella removes her hand from my balls and wraps it around the base of my cock, the part that she can't comfortably fit in her mouth. Her hand begins to move faster, in time with her mouth.

I feel myself twitching and I know my orgasm is close. Bella senses it too and increases her speed, adamant on making me cum.

"Bella, I-I'm gonna…" I try to warn. I don't know if she swallows, but I don't want to make any assumptions.

"Ohmygodohmygod!" I cum hard in Bella's mouth and she takes it all. Her perfect mouth stays wrapped around my cock until my orgasm ends. She sucks it one last time before releasing it with a pop. I relax for a minute trying to catch my breath. That was amazing! The best damn blowjob I've ever had!

Slowly, I sit up and find Bella sitting back on her knees looking extremely smug.

"Come here." I open my arms to her and she comes willingly. Placing both hands on her cheeks, I kiss her. Without waiting for permission, I push my tongue into her mouth, tasting myself on her. She responds immediately, running her tongue against mine.

As our kisses deepen, Bella squirms against me, rubbing her legs together.

Aaahh someone else is turned on by the blow job as well.

I pull away slightly. "Your turn?" She nods in response.

I run a hand up her leg—she opens in invitation.

BPOV

Watching Edward cum is amazing. I don't think I've ever seen him look more beautiful. The pleasure is clearly written on his face, but it's peaceful as well. And I did that to him. I love the way my name sounds as it falls from his mouth. There are a lot of fucks and ohmygods, but the quiet whisper of my name is the hottest by far. I definitely plan on doing that again. Normally, I'm not turned on by going down on a guy. But with Edward, it's different. I love the way he feels in my mouth, and how he guides me without being forceful. Now, I know his body. Next time I'll recognize the tightened grip on my hair and bucking hips are signals that he's about to cum. In the past, I've never swallowed—and if I'm honest, I wasn't planning on it tonight either. But, I didn't have much of a warning so what choice did I have? It doesn't exactly taste amazing, but it wasn't as bad as I imagined. But the best part by far, is how he looks at me afterwards. Feeling turned on, I slowly rub my legs together trying to create friction on my pussy.

Now it's my turn. Edward runs his hand up my leg to my pussy and I part my legs willingly. He teases me, his fingers barely touching. Our current position is not comfortable, so Edward moves further up the bed. He places his head on the pillows and motions for me to move closer.

"Come here, beautiful, I want to make you feel good."

Before I can lie down next to him, he pulls me on top of to create some friction—I begin to rub myself against him. I feel his dick twitch, coming to life again.

With eyebrow raised, he looks at me. "Can you blame me? You're half naked and gyrating on me trying to get yourself off."

I grin. "Well someone needs to get me off."

He growls and sits up, claiming my lips with his, effectively shutting me up. His nimble fingers unclasp my bra, removing it quickly and throw it across the room. The moment I'm free, Edward abandons my lips and captures one of my tits in his mouth. He teases my nipple with his teeth and my hips jerk in response. I thrust against him, still needing that sweet friction.

Edward releases my nipple and whispers in my ear, "Can I taste you?"

I think I just came.

I nod and he lies back on the bed. I slowly remove my panties and straddle him for the second time tonight. I feel him hard under me. If I shift slightly he will be inside me.

Apparently, Edward has other ideas as he grabs my hips and pulls me up his body.

Gah! He wants me to sit on his face!

I feel a rush of wetness as I realise what he's going to do. No one has ever done this to me before and I'm excited to see how it feels. I mean, the last time he used his mouth I was left speechless—so I know it's gonna be good. But I'm curious if this will feel different.

Edward positions me so that my legs are on either side of his face. He now has a clear view of my soaking pussy.

With me above him, he wastes no time, flicking his tongue against my clit. I'm so wound up from our earlier activities that his movements are already pushing me close to the edge. He releases the pressure from my clit and glides his tongue along my slit, lapping at my juices.

He moves his hands to my thighs, pulling me down so that I literally sit on his face. He moans in pleasure at this close contact and his voice sends vibrations straight through to my core.

This man is amazing! I want to tell him how good he is, and how close I am, but all I hear are moans and mewls that I think are coming from me!

Edward moves to focus on my clit again. He changes position, moving one of his hands between my legs. I scream his name as he pushes two fingers inside me.

"Shit!" I feel my orgasm building and I know I'm close. Edward must feel it too—his fingers move faster and faster, encouraging my orgasm along. He softly nips my clit with his teeth, and sends me tumbling over the edge.

"FuckFuckFuuuuuuck!" My legs shake violently as I experience one of the most powerful orgasms I've ever had. I thrust my hips against Edward's face as I ride out the pleasure. Edward removes his fingers but continues to suck and lick my juices until I'm finished.

I try to remove myself from Edward's face gracefully but I'm unsuccessful—I'm all legs and elbows as I climb from his chest and lay down next to him. Edward rolls over to stand. He turns on his bedside lamp and then moves to turn off the overhead light. He motions for me to stand as well and then pulls back the covers; we both slide under them.

Now that we've both come down from our orgasms, I suddenly feel shy and a bit unsure. Quickly, I learn I have no need to worry.

"What are you doing all the way over there?"

I look to Edward, and his arm is laid out on the bed in offering. I waste no time and launch myself at him. He chuckles at my enthusiasm and pulls me close. I entwine my legs with his and lay my head on his chest. We're silent for a while, just enjoying each other.

"Will you stay the night Bella? I'd like to make you breakfast in the morning."

I grin and nod my head. "Yes, I'd love to."

EPOV

I wake up to an empty bed.

Shit. She's pulled a runner.

I hear the toilet flush and sigh in relief. Of course, she wouldn't have done that to me—she's not that type of girl.

I sit up just as Bella comes back into the room wearing my shirt from last night. I swear she's never looked more beautiful. My cock—already semi hard—rises to full mast.

"Hi." She smiles shyly from the door.

"Hi." I pull back the covers, patting the empty space next to me. "Are you coming back to bed?"

"Sure." She runs to the bed and jumps in.

I roll closer to her and give her a quick kiss. "Good Morning."

She smiles back at me. "Morning."

"So, you ready for breakfast?"

She nods, her stomach growling at the same moment. I chuckle. "I'll take that as a yes."

Again, she nods.

Hmm, she's either shy or not a morning person.

"OK, stay here. I'll be back with breakfast in bed for you." I give her another quick kiss before I drag my ass out of bed.

She nods again, yawning at the same time.

Aaah, she's not a morning person.

I throw on a t-shirt and a pair of boxers and head to the kitchen. Praying that I have something in the house for us to eat, I find the ingredients for pancakes.

Before I begin, I look around for my phone. I'm going to text Emmett to see if they want breakfast as well; there is no way I'm going near their room, just in case.

I find my phone on the couch in the front room. It's vibrating, signalling that I have a text.

As I open it, the smile that I've been wearing since I left the club with Bella last night, falls from my face. So much for Lauren leaving me alone.

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