A/N: Again, I stress this wasn't meant to be quite as…lemony…as it has been. But I also make no apologies. What better way to start the weekend with the lemony goodness of Bella and Edward?

Thanks again for all the reviews and adds – I like knowing where you guys think this is going. For the record, no one has any idea what's around the corner…

Chapter 13

I turned and went to bolt from the dining room through the living room, then down the hall to my room. I didn't get far though because Edward reached out and grabbed my hips from behind. "What's your hurry Bella?" he growled in my ear.

The combination of his voice and the wine made my knees go weak and I allowed him to drag me back towards the dining table. My mind went crazy. If he takes me on the dining table, Alice will never forgive me! I thought. Maintaining his hold on me, Edward leaned over and blew out the candles that were still burning on the table.

"Didn't want the building to burn down. Now I'll race you to the bedroom," he said, abruptly letting go and running past me.

"Cheater!" I hollered after him as I followed as fast as I could. I skidded around the corner into the living room just in time to see his shirt drop in the door to the hallway. I ran the rest of the way to my bedroom as fast as I could, almost tripping over his jeans just outside my bedroom door.

I threw the door open all the way and stopped dead. Edward was lounging on my bed, wearing nothing but his white boxer briefs and a smirk.

"Beat you!" he announced as I started yanking my clothes off. Once I was down to my plain pink cotton underwear I stood between his feet at the foot of my bed. He was still smirking at me and I decided that I needed to do something to wipe it off his perfect face.

I stretched languidly, making sure I pushed my chest out in his direction as I reached my arms up over my head then leaned back slightly. "You know," I said softly, "after all that cooking, I really don't know if I've got the energy to…" I trailed off at the deflated look on his face. Chancing a quick glance downwards, I was please to see that his face was the only thing that had dropped. He was still straining against his boxers so I thought I'd try and push him a bit further.

I crawled up the bed to rest beside him, letting my body brush his occasionally but being careful not to allow too much contact. I snuggled into my pillows on my side and looked up at him from under my lashes. "Do you mind if we just lay here and relax?" I asked.

"You can relax, Bella, that's fine. How about I give you a massage to help you relax?" he offered.

Hmm, backfire? I wondered to myself. Let's see where he goes with this…

"Would you? That sounds so good Edward." Now for the killer. "How do you want me?"

I saw him swallow hard at my last question. Bingo! I rejoiced in my head. This was going to be fun.

"Uh…how about you…uh…lay on your stomach?" Edward suggested, his voice much higher than it was moments earlier.

"Your wish is my command," I teased with a smile as I rolled over and tucked my hands under my head.

"You'll need to shift over a bit Bella – you'll be more comfortable in the centre," he whispered close to my ear.

I shuffled to my right so I was more in the centre of the bed and felt Edward kneel over me with one knee on either side of my hips. He gently moved my hair so it was resting over my left shoulder and started stroking his long fingers up and down my back. He started on my neck and slowly trailed his fingers down in random patterns until he reached my waist. He leaned forward and kissed my cheek before whispering, "I also think you'll be more comfortable without your bra," while sliding his hand across to the clasp.

"Mmm hmm," I mumbled into the pillow. I felt the clasp pop open and he smoothly slid the straps from my shoulders. I worked my arms through the straps and slid it out from underneath me then relaxed back into the bed.

"Much better," Edward murmured against my neck before straightening up again. What followed in the next ten minutes was hands down the best massage I had ever had in my life. His long, dexterous fingers made every muscle tingle and the tension drained out of my body. Under any other circumstances I would have fallen asleep from being so relaxed but sleep was the last thing from my mind.

As Edward's hands reached my waist and started to slow I was painfully aware of how wet I was. Part of me hoped he'd stop where he was to save me from the embarrassment I was sure to feel when he discovered the effects of his massage, and the other, much bigger part was hoping those wonderful fingers would keep heading south.

Edward shifted from kneeling over my body to lying alongside me on the bed. I opened my eyes a crack to see him propping himself up on his right arm while I felt his left hand slowly slide down over my ass. I closed my eyes and smiled at the sensation. His hand kept going lower and my legs parted without my consent.

Edward's hand slid slowly between them and we both gasped as his fingers grazed the spot I was now aching for him to touch.

"Ungh Bella," he groaned, "you're so wet."

"You seem to have magic in your hands," I whispered, suddenly shy.

He leaned down so his face was level with mine. "Open your eyes, Bella," he commanded tenderly. I did as he asked and was startled by how intently his green eyes were focused on my brown ones. "If you think I have magic in my hands, then I guess I've got witchcraft in my fingers," he continued huskily as he slid my underwear aside and started stroking me softly.

I couldn't stop the moan that fell from my lips. I had no idea where my next words came from. "Make me come, Edward," I pleaded.

"Your wish is my command," he said quietly into my ear, using my words from earlier. His fingers stopped stroking me and I whimpered loudly at the loss of contact. "Patience, baby," he growled as he hooked his fingers into the elastic of my underwear and quickly slid them down my legs. He ran both hands up the inside of my legs, leaving a path of electricity in his wake. He once again started stroking me with his left hand while the fingers of his right hand traced random shapes on my lower back.

"More," I panted, thrusting myself down towards him. His fingers left me once again but I didn't have time to complain as they were replaced with the flat of his tongue. "Holy fuck!" I moaned loudly.

He pulled back again and grabbed my hips. "Roll over," he commanded roughly. "I want to watch your face as I make you explode."

I rolled over quickly, making myself dizzy because I moved so fast. Before my head had a chance to stop spinning from the motion it started again from the feeling of Edward's tongue on me. I looked down and was totally blown away by the sight of him between my legs. His eyes were closed and his cheeks were flushed as he licked and sucked. I threaded my hands in his gorgeous bronze hair and started spurring him on by rocking my hips.

"Don't you dare stop," I ordered him, causing him to look up at me. "For fuck's sake, don't stop."

There was fire in his eyes as he seemed to double his efforts. When I felt one of those crafty fingers enter me moments later I knew I was a goner. I let go of the few inhibitions the wine hadn't got rid of for me and rode wave after wave of pleasure as my orgasm washed over me.

"You taste so fucking good," I heard him growl over my sharp breaths. "Fucking perfect."

Edward gave me a few final licks before slowly making his way up my body while I calmed down a little, kissing, licking and biting a trail up to my neck. He kissed softly from the base of my neck to the spot under my ear, then back down again, then up the other side and back down again. I grabbed his hair and pulled him up to my face.

"Edward," I breathed against his lips as he started kissing me again.

"Mmm?" he murmured back, the vibrations tickling my lips.

"Open your eyes," I whispered. I wanted to see his reaction when I made my next request. His eyes opened slowly and I was happy to see the fire was still there. "Fuck me," I said to him. It wasn't a question, and I knew that he knew that as his eyes darkened from green to almost black. I went on. "Nothing sweet, gentle or anything else. Got it?"

"Yes ma'am," he responded quickly. I reached my right arm back over my head and opened the drawer of my bedside table, fumbled around for a minute until I found what I was looking for, then shut the drawer. I tore open the package and rolled the condom down his erection.

Edward caught my wrists in his hands and pinned the gently down on either side of my head. "I'm going to make you scream because you feel so fucking good Bella." His voice rumbled out of his chest and he slid himself smoothly inside me. There was no pause as he started rocking our bodies together. He moved his right hand down to grip my hip while the fingers of his left one interlocked with mine.

"This isn't going to last long," he gasped as his hand slid from my hip to my thigh, pulling my leg up to wrap around his waist. The other one followed of its own accord and I tilted my hips up into his so I could take him deeper.

I moved my lips to his ear and purred, "Make me come Edward. You promised me I'd…" My words were lost in the scream of ecstasy that came from me as Edward started hitting the sweet spot inside me.

"Come with me Bella," he growled in my ear. We both lost the ability to speak after that, soft screams were the only way I could communicate and the only sounds coming from Edward were breathless grunts as he stroked harder and faster, bringing us both to our release.

We lay together afterwards, neither of us wanting to lose the connection. Edward rested his forehead on mine and whispered softly, "I'm going to miss you when I go back to Chicago Bella. Seattle feels like home already because you're here."

I smiled up at him and pulled him down for a gentle kiss. "Well you'd better hurry up and come back then," I said softly.

He rolled off me after that and we both got ready for bed. I wanted to hole up in my room with him until I had to take him to the airport the following afternoon, but I knew he should see Alice in the morning before she left for work.

"Penny for your thoughts," he teased as we climbed in under the covers.

I snuggled into his side and said, "I was just thinking how much I want to hole up in here with you until we have to go tomorrow, but I also know you should spend some time with Alice in the morning before she goes to work."

He pulled me closer and kissed the top of my head. "I'll get up and have breakfast with Al in the morning, but then I'm yours for the rest of the day until I get on that plane. And I'll be here all night, holding you close."

"I could get used to this," I said sleepily as he kissed my head again.

"So could I Bella, so could I," he said with a tinge of sadness in his voice. "All in good time, beautiful. Now go to sleep and I'll see you in the morning."

"Goodnight Edward – you mean a lot to me, you know?" I mumbled as sleep crept closer.

"You're pretty special yourself," he whispered back. "Sweet dreams, my beautiful girl."

A/N 2: Aw. Don't we all want an Edward to snuggle with? That's it for the lemons for now, he does have to go back to Chicago, after all. Might want some tissues handy for the next chapter. Stay tuned!