…'Meyer' made the mold…but we are all here to break it…lol…

Chapter 7

BELLA FROZE. Looking up into his face, his green eyes were dark and very dangerous. She could feel his hands gripping hers. Slowly he began rubbing her palms with his thumbs. White heat shot from his fingers straight to her core. Her breath stopped completely. She panicked.

Shooting straight up and off of the couch, she turned around and smacked her forehead with both hands, still gripping the ruined napkin in her fingers. There must be something seriously wrong with her if she really thought this would go well.

Edward just watched her, realizing he might have just fucked up…royally.

Bella whipped around and faced him, and if looks could kill he would be a dead man…or a least missing an appendage judging by the tick in her beautiful brown eye.

She's, uh…really pissed.

Shifting back and forth in anger, she spoke, "Look, Edward, this is ridiculous. I mean…fuck…you can't just say things like that…like, at all." She lowered one arm from her head to point at him, "Dinner's over, Rico. Just…stay there, okay? I'm going to get my checkbook and pay Mrs. Cullen, and then you are going to leave my house…"

Storming away from him, Edward watched her ass as she went. How could he not.

He could hear her cursing at him still.

The corner of his mouth rose up in a smirk.

How did he get to this moment in time? One minute he had been stacking boxes, the next minute he had become a little obsessed with her, if he really wanted to admit the truth, and he had no control over his actions any more.

She's fantastic.

Beautiful.

Bella.

Like a gale force wind, Bella blew into the kitchen and spied her purse. Rummaging through its contents, she couldn't see her checkbook. "Shit, where is it!" Digging down deep, she found it and pulled it out quickly only to have it get caught and fumble from her fingers to the wood floor along with her little candy bag full of cherry sours.

"Fuck!"

She bent down and quickly swiped them up and tossed both on the counter top, resting her hands there for just a moment. Then she felt the tiny hairs on the back of her neck and arms stand on end, and the next thing she felt was Edward…standing so close right behind her…with both his hands on the counter top on either side of hers …his breath breathing right into her right ear and down her neck.

"You've got a dirty mouth, you know that?" He words were a whisper almost, said so low and deep she almost didn't hear him.

…holy shit…

Stunned, Bella whipped her head around to look at his face, about to tell him to back the fuck off, "Edward, get the fu-mpff-"

He swooped in giving her one thorough but quick, hard kiss.

All rational thinking just left the building.

She just looked at him...and blinked.

Edward held still and waited, his breath leaving him in quick heavy gusts as he stared at her.

Then Bella did something she never thought in a million years she'd ever do. Turning around to face him, she reached up gripping Edward's hair with both her hands and pulled him down to her lips for the most erotic kiss of his life. She molded her lips to his, sliding them back and forth and savoring the sensation, making Edward moan. Then she took his lower lip between her teeth, pulling and sucking just a little. He groaned, his control instantly snapping as his arms moved around her at her waist and he reflexively pressed her back against the kitchen counter.

He swept her lips with his tongue. Bella whimpered. The kiss turned savage. She gripped his hair tighter and opened her mouth to let him inside. The next thing they knew, they were wild. Edward pressed against her with his entire body now, but it didn't seem to relieve anything.

Her hand left his sexy hair and ran down his neck to rub his chest through his t-shirt. He felt so good.

Edward just kept kissing her, mindless. She was driving him crazy. Her lips were so soft, so perfect. Her taste was pure torture against his senses. She moaned as he released her lips and moved his mouth hungrily across her check to her neck, leaving a wet trail.

"You are so sweet...I always knew it..." he breathed against her flesh. His hands slid down her sides to her hips, feeling her curves. "So sexy…" He gripped her there and rounded one hand around so that he could feel that taunting ass of hers, his fingers shaking with need.

Bella was entranced. Her mind reeled. She was not sure what was happening anymore, but she was sure she didn't want it to stop.

Licking her neck and sucking slightly, Edward's hand caressed her ass roughly, griping her hard and pulling her against him. He knew she could feel exactly what her effect on him had caused.

"Oh god," she gasped.

At that he raised his head to stare into her dark chocolate eyes. She is flushed and her eyelids low and hooded.

Fucking sexy…

In that moment he knew exactly what Bella needed. It was what he needed, too. It was making him insane.

He lowered his head to kiss her again, slow and deep this time, possessing her lips. Her fingers gripped harder at him. He kissed her over and over, trusting his tongue into her mouth and twirling it with hers, all the while mimicking the same movement with his hips down below.

"Mmm," Bella moaned right into his mouth, feeling his hard cock pressed right against her lower stomach. He continued to devour her as he pressed her hard against the counter, the hand still holding her waist moving up through her long soft hair to hold the back of her nape as he kept going.

Her ears started to ring.

Giving her ass one last squeeze, Edward moved his hand from her behind and up her body to her neck, just barely touching her, feeling her softness. He stroked up and over her shoulder and down her arm to her ribcage, then he repeated the caress, all the while his body pressed against her, letting her feel him completely as he continued to take her mouth.

Bella wanted him…so badly she didn't know what to do next. She let her fingers run around his waist to the top of his jeans, and lifting up his shirt a bit, she dipped one finger inside his boxers, suggestively teasing him, and Edward dropped his forehead to hers, expelling his breath and letting her know he liked it…a lot. He smiled at her briefly, savage now as his green eyes became dark, dangerous…and serious.

"I want more, B." His voice sounded ragged.

"Please…" she begged.

He looked down and watched as he moved his hands to slide up her ribcage towards her breasts.

Fuck, her tits are awesome…

He circles both with his palms, tormenting her a little and Bella gasped, whispering urgently for more, "Pease…please, Edward!" She panted as she strained to him.

His restraint broke and he cupped her breasts, squeezing firmly, grazing his thumbs roughly across each hard peak, torturing her through her dress. Her nipples were pebble hard waiting for his fingers. Her breath shuttered out of her mouth as heat flashed to her center. She grabbed his ass with both hands, trying to get him closer. Edward groaned and rotated his hips a little then, grinding his aching cock against her, making her gasp and strain towards him.

Crying out, she wrapped one leg around his calf as he continued his torture, "Oh fuck, yes!" Involuntarily, she arched, pressing against him, wanting more, her inner muscles clamping together tightly with need, her head spinning. She hadn't felt such yearning, such aching between her thighs in so long. He was so huge and so hard against her softness. She was a throbbing mass of need!

Jesus, I wish I was naked…

Edward was possessed, moving one hand back to that fucking sexy ass of hers and holding her to him. He began a rhythm, rubbing against her hotness, pinching her nipple lightly, plumping her breast through her dress, then stroking and soothing it, never loosening his grip. Kissing her over and over, delving into her hot, wet mouth. His hips moved with hers in a rhythm neither could deny.

"…calling. Please leave a message at the beep."

Beeeep.

All movement stopped and suddenly Bella gasped for breath, trying to regain herself as she heard Rosey on the answering machine. It was like a bucket of ice cold water had been thrown right into her face.

Remembering who she was and what she was doing, Bella almost cried her anger. "Oh my God! What are we doing?" Bella pushed at his chest. "I can't believe…!" She shrieked and shoved past him, heading into the living room, angry and embarrassed at her behavior. How could she have lost control so easily?

That man is bad news.

Edward shifted and sighed as her stared at her counter top, trying to calm his hormones down. He saw the little plastic candy bag filled with red candy.

She still eats those…

Swiping the bag and shoving it into his back pocket, he turned and followed her, albeit a little slowly due to conditions down south.

He said behind her "Bella, it was just kissing…and you needed to be kissed too…fucking badly from what I can tell…and I don't think that you minded very much!" Head still reeling, he followed still, watching her back. He could tell by the stiffness of her spine that she was blocking him out again, and he didn't like the way it made him feel.

Approaching the staircase she stopped, whirling on him, still huffing. She stuttered a little, "Just s-stop right there…"

Edward stopped and stood still as he wiped at the corner of his mouth with his thumb where her mouth had just been.

Don't you dare fucking look at those lips, Swan!

Keeping her eyes focused on his, she pointed at him with no rhyme or reason, angry with disbelief and trying to keep him in his place. "We just made out." Her hand were everywhere and nowhere as she ranted. "Edward, we just fucking made out!" He took a step towards her. "No, no. You…you just keep your…your…magic hands away from me…" She said it like it was the worst thing in existence.

He barked out a laugh.

She was ready to kill him.

"Fucking hell, Edward! What the hell was that? You did not have my permission to do that!" She looked at him incredulously, "I'm not some bimbo who lets strange men take advantage of her in her kitchen! I haven't seen you in over a decade, Edward. A decade! And you come in here…and…do that…with me…"

She was on the verge of losing her shit and she didn't really know why. But she just kept going, the words out of her control now, "Oh, I know what you are thinking. You probably think this brief-if-not-already-over reunion would be more fun if you could get into my pants, huh…" she paused to take a deep breath, "…but I'm not game for that, buster! No sir-ee bob!" She stood there with hands on hips, staring at his ridiculously handsome face fully expecting him to get angry back at her.

He didn't. Instead he just stood there watching her, and then he smiled and decided she was just not used to feeling a man's hands on her anymore. Letting out his breath, he moved closer again much to her dismay, crowding her to keep her off balance, not accepting...whatever she was dishing out.

Looking into her eyes again, he said knowingly, "Um, Bella...don't forget it takes two to tango...and, I am not some strange man." Taking a deep breath for calmness he continued, "Come on, B! You and I both know it." He paused, reaching up to her long soft hair, "And I have never once thought of you as any sort of bimbo…as you put it…"

A hint of disgust mirrored in his tone. He was a little angry now, too, all of a sudden. What kind of person did she think he was? A pimp? A man-whore? Give a guy some credit…

He leaned in and whispered in her ear, "You know, Bella, I have never forgotten the first time I noticed you in high school. So quiet and nice and pretty." It was almost said with regret.

Edward lifted his head a bit and said huskily, looking straight into her eyes, "And now I have run into you twice in one day… and, well…I have to say this has been a very memorable day too, if not a dangerous one. Fair warning, sweetheart, 'cause I don't believe that our reunion is near over yet…"

Sweetheart? Oh no he didn't…

Bella gave a fake little laugh. "Oh, I see it all clear as day now. You need a little tender loving care while all your playmates are up north without you?"

Here we go again…

She kept on, "I'm…I'm not here for your part-time amusement, Edward Cullen, and I'll have you know that not all us girls get sucker-punched by that fuck-hot jaw and sex hair you got goin' on…"

Edward's smile was huge.

Oh great! Why don't you just tell him how fucking sexy he is and get it over with!

Taking a deep breath and ignoring his closeness, she spat out in embarrassed anger, "Look, I definitely think that this evening is over and I wouldn't want to keep you from wherever you should have been headed in the first place. Just leave Edward. I need to return my daughter's call." With that, Bella maneuvered around him as carefully as she could to the front door, opening it wide for his exit. "And please tell your mother to bill my credit account at the store…and give her a thank you for the delivery service...ha!" The sarcasm was thick.

So sassy, he thought. She just loved trying to taking the wind out of his sail. But his sail was pretty fucking big.

Walking slowing to the door, he smiled and said, "Okay, have it your way Bella. I will leave now but don't even try to tell me you're not gonna be thinking about me and my...what did you say?" He eyes danced, "Oh yeah, my fuck-hot jaw...and my sex hair...among other things tonight." With that said, he took one last long look down her curves. He still couldn't believe that her body had just been completely and totally pressed to his…the girl from his dreams. A full grown woman now. No, this definitely wasn't over.

"Have a good time dreaming about me." With a devilish smile and a quick turn he stepped onto the front porch heading to his vehicle.

Bella followed him out quickly and practically yelled at him, "Why you arrogant, single-minded, um, um, presumptuous, uh…cow head!" Realizing what she was doing, she glanced down her street to see if anyone had heard her. Seeing no one about, she turned marched back inside her house without looking at Edward again and shut the door with a solid click.

Letting her back rest against the door, her fingers traveled automatically to her swollen lips.

Somehow she knew she had not seen the last of Sexy Edward Cullen.

And she also knew that she had no clue on earth what to do about it...

a/n…bella needs to chillax...and edward, i am not sure what he needs yet...and what the hell is with swiping the red candy?...*pretends not to know*

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