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

Chapter 19

"DO YOU always cook eggs partially naked?"

Hearing that sexy sleepy croak of hers put the hugest fucking grin on Edward's face as he continued to stir. Reaching for the crumbled bacon, he grabbed a handful and tossed it into the scrambled mass. "Absolutely. It's a requirement when I have a sexy sleeping woman to cook for in the morning, sweetheart."

Still grinning, he looked back over his shoulder at Bella. She was wrapped in a very wrinkled sheet and looked like someone who had been thoroughly fucked during the night…repeatedly.

His cock twitched.

Bella's eyes were zeroed in on his lower back where his black sweatpants hung so low, taunting her to come and touch him there. Shaking her head a little and clearing her throat, she replied, "Well, by all means, don't let me stop you, then. I will just have to grin and bear it. And, I am starving, too, so please carry on…" Her eyes moved over his muscles and she could see the light marks on his back where her nails had left their impression. She smiled to herself at the memories of how they got there and glanced quickly up to his eyes. He was watching her.

"Still like what you see, Bella?" He teased and watched her blush.

Feeling the heat on her now red cheeks, she groaned out, "You are awful." But she could not help the smile as it spread across her slightly swollen lips.

"What…awfully good? Awfully sexy? Awfully god-like in the sack?" He laughed as he watched her bite her lower lip and roll her eyes at him. "Just kiddin', B."

"Somehow I doubt that." She clutched the sheet tighter around her thinking about just how 'awful' he had been last night.

Edward turned back to the eggs, lowered the heat and then grabbed the shredded cheddar and the crushed tortilla chips. He added a handful of each to the pan as he spoke, "There's coffee ready," he used his left elbow to motion-point towards the steaming pot next to him on the counter, "and breakfast is almost ready. Cream is in the fridge if you need some."

She didn't respond so he looked back over his shoulder again and found her eyes on his ass. He turned off the stove and put the spatula down, turning around to lean against the counter and placing each hand on the edge by his hips.

"Hey," he whispered low across to her.

Her eyes flew to his again. He looked like he wanted to eat her for breakfast.

"Come here."

Her entire body shivered at the sound of his voice. Sexy as hell.

She took halting steps as she crossed the tiny kitchen to where he waited for her. Her eyes never left his dark ones and her breath lodged in her throat. She swallowed hard.

When she finally stood in front of him, Edward moved his hands to her waist and gently pulled her flush to his body.

She's so fucking soft.

"Where's my good morning kiss?" He lowered his head so that his lips were only a hairs breath away from hers. His hands moved to rub and massage her hips as he licked his lips and spoke, whispering still, "I think the cook deserves some of those sweet kisses, Miss Swan."

Bella gave a tiny squeaky-moan and let her now spinning head move closer to place her sensitive lips against his with the barest of kisses. So soft and sweet, she let her lips kiss his upper lip next and then his lower full one, sucking just slightly.

It rocked him to his bare feet.

Groaning, Edward felt his hands moved around to her ass, holding her against his rising cock as his tongue reached out slow and sexy to lick lightly across her lips. She responded instantly, opening for him and letting him give her a deep and thorough kiss, her hands leaving the sheet to grip his hair between her fingers tight, pulling a little.

God, I love it when she does that shit.

Angling his head to deepen the kiss, he pulled her to him tighter, his hands squeezing her ass hard.

"Ouch!"

All movement stopped.

"What's wrong?"

"My ass…hurts."

"Bella, we didn't do that…I swear…remember? All I did was-"

"No, you duffus," she smacked his chest, "it's sore...for some reason…" she trailed off.

He began to bunch the fabric of the sheet in his fists. "Let me see."

"No!" She squirmed.

"Yes, B."

"Edward, don't you dare. I don't want you to see my ass right now!"

He kept grabbing up the fabric as she began to squirm more, smiling at her sudden shyness, "Come on, B. Don't be shy. I more that saw that fine ass of yours last night and you know it!" He struggled a bit as she tried to get away.

"Goddammit, Edward. Stop!" She tried to turn out of his arms, only to aid his effort as he switched places with her and pressed her stomach against the kitchen counter.

"Fuck, stop it!" she screeched.

"Hold still, B." He used his left arm around her waist to hold her as still as he could, struggling out, "I…need…to…ass-ess the ass-ett…so I can do…damage control."

He laughed at her gasp of disgust. The sheet came up with his right hand to uncover her for his inspection.

She tried to kick him backwards. That's impossible to do and made her leg go at a weird angle. He laughed again and then glanced down. "Whoa…"

She stopped struggling and looked over her should at his stunned face. Panicked now at his wide eyes, she rushed out, "What? What is it? Am I gonna have to go to the doctor?!"

Edward glanced quickly to her face and the expression in his eyes morphed from one of sudden shock to one of pure dark lust.

Oh, god…

Holding her gaze, Edward moved the bunched sheet into his left hand and then, so softly she almost didn't feel it, he let the palm of his right hand smooth over the curve of her rounded, and highly marked, flesh.

Her eyelashes fluttered.

He growled, released her waist and dropped to his knees.

"Edward!"

Seeing him staring blatantly her backside, she barely recognized his voice when he spoke, it was so thick and low, "Fuck, B…" his breath fanned over her ass, "…my fingerprints are all over you…your ass…" he leaned in and kissed one bruise, "…oh, baby…" he groaned out, "…your ass…" he whispered and kissed another, sucking on the dark mark, "so fucking sexy…" his hands gently caressed his marks on each check as he just kept on kissing and lightly licking and sucking, "…I can see myself all over you, sweetheart…"

Her pussy clenched hard and flooded. "Oh…"

He could smell her sudden excitement and his cock responded inside his sweats. He moved his hand to slide down the curve of her ass and inside between the back of her thighs, his fingers slowly circling her wet core, feeling her wetness there.

Bella hissed at the sting. She was so sore. "Edward…" she gasped and begged, panting a little now, "…stop please, I can't right now and you know it. Don't tease me, please." She bit her lip and moaned a very unconvincing protest.

Edward's eyes flashed to hers as he gave her one last kiss and removed his hand from her pussy. "Mmm," he sucked his fingers clean as he rose to press against her from behind, his arms surrounding her. "Okay, baby, I will stop." He kissed her neck and tried to calm the fuck down. He knew he would only hurt her if he tried to get inside her again. "But you need to know that is hands down the sexiest most fucking awesome thing I have ever seen."

She turned her face to give him another soft kiss. "You like that?"

"Fuck yes I like it. Makes you mine, you know." He smirked at her to lighten his words even though he meant them completely. His heart clenched at the truth of his statement. But he wasn't going to scare her away with that kind of pressure just yet. He knew he needed to play his cards right in order to keep her. And keep her he indeed would.

"I love knowing that you will be feeling me for days inside that pussy of yours, Bella," kiss, kiss, "and that when you look at yourself in the mirror you will see me too," kiss, kiss, kiss.

Bella sighed and shivered, letting her head fall back onto his left should as she kissed him back. Fuck, she wanted to fuck his brains out again.

Slowing their kisses, Edward grabbed her hand and led her to the dividing counter and placed her on a padded chair-backed stool. "Sit here so I can finish cooking and not molest you all morning."

She smiled. "Well, bring me some coffee then. Just a bit of cream, too." She watched the muscles in his back and arms as he moved to prepare her a cup. Walking back over to her, she couldn't help but stare at him from his naked chest straight down to where his low-riding sweats fell low on his hip below his happy trail.

"Here you go, sweetheart. And stop raping me with your eyes. If I have to be good then so do you." He gave her a sexy crooked grin.

Reaching for her coffee, she mouthed 'sorry' and took a sip. It tasted so good. Everything tasted better after sex.

Edward served up two plates of his egg masterpiece and then, carrying them in one hand, he grabbed his own coffee and moved to sit beside Bella on the second stool, moving it close to hers first so his thigh could rest against hers.

They were soon chowing down and smiling at each other as they consumed their food in comfortable silence.

When they were almost finished, Edward asked, "So my sweet Miss Swan. What do you have planned for the rest of your Sunday?" He shoveled another bite into his mouth and waited for her to swallow her own.

"Well, I need to go home and soak my abused body first…for like four hours. Ha!" She snorted and took a sip of her coffee. "Tanya is taking my girls to lunch before she brings them home later. Then it's laundry for me. Nothing much really. We usually stay home on Sundays or we might take a quick trip to the park but that's not for me today. Oh, and I will cook, of course." She sat back and groaned at her full tummy.

Edward drained the last of his coffee and stood to grab their empty plates, teasing Bella as he spoke, "Didn't know you were such a pig, B. Next time I'll give you the larger portion."

Another crooked smile.

"Funny man." She watched as he rinsed and left the dishes in the small sink and walked back over to her. Bella looked up into his face, suddenly feeling a little weird because she wanted to know what he was doing as well, and she was not at all sure where things were headed with them. Would he want to see her again?

"What…um…I mean, do you have to work at the shop later?" Her nervousness was not lost on Edward. He could feel it radiating from her in waves. She was trying to act casual and that was the last thing he wanted her to feel.

Grabbing her hands, he helped her off the stool and moved them back to the sofa bed forcing her to sit in his lap. Her eyes got this sheepish look and she smiled at his ability to make her feel better so easily and simply.

He moved her messy hair off her shoulder, suddenly feeling a little uncertain as well with what he was about to suggest. "Uh, no work. Dad hired a part-time student to help out when classes and studying allowed." He reached to scratch at the back of his neck as he continued, "I, uh, was maybe hoping that you would invite me over for dinner with you and your girls tonight." Her smile got fucking huge. "I can help you cook and we can all relax and watch a movie after if you are not too…uh…tuckered out…you know, from all the love-bumping we did last night…"

Bella was stunned.

Speechless.

Wow…

She whispered, "You want to spend time with me and my girls?"

He looked into her eyes for a moment then whispered back, "Yeah," and smiled wide, "I do."

"Oh." She blinked a few times. "Okay." Blink, blink. "Is six o'clock too early?"

He leaned in and kissed her soft and light. "Let's make it five o'clock instead."

Swoon…

xxCSxx

"DUDE, WHERE the fuck have you been? I have been trying to reach you!"

Oh.

This did not sound like it was going to be anything good.

Edward ran his fingers through his freshly washed hair. "What's wrong, Jackson? Something happen? Did someone quit at one of the restaurants? Nikki can handle-"

"Fucking Christ, Cullen! I know what Nikki can handle for fuck's sake! I wouldn't call you for that shit, dude. Unbelievable!" He could hear all the breath leave his partner's lungs with a long sigh. "Look, Edward. I gotta ask. Did you seriously break up with Victoria-Gotta-Vendetta-Denali over a cell phone message?"

Oh shit.

Edward sat on his now made-up couch and stared at nothing as he though back to that fucking message.

"Uh…yeah…I did…" He swallowed hard, preparing himself for the next words to come out of Jackson's mouth.

"YOU FUCKING ASS-WIPE! WHAT ARE YOU FUCKING TWELVE? JESUS FUCKING SHIT ON A SHINGLE! COULD YOU BE ANY MORE OF AN IDIOT, MAN! SHE'S VICTORIA FUCKING DENALI FOR FUCK'S SAKE. FUCK!"

Christ...

"Just tell me what the fuck she did, Jackson!" Edward waited for his longtime friend to cool down, listing to him trying to control his pissed off breathing on the other end of the line.

When he could continue, Jackson spoke with barely controlled rage, his voice shaking, "Look, man. You need to get your ass back up here to New York pronto. Victoria's cronies were caught on the outside surveillance cameras at Brazil first and then an hour later at The Blue Sage. They are obviously more fucking stupid than you it seems. And there were four of them, and they didn't even hide their fucking punk-ass faces." His laugh then was not a good one. "It was Taylor Black, Cam James, Mike Welch, and even that bitch Carmen Maestro, you must remember her. Yeah, I'm pretty sure you fucked her once or twice you fucker…" His voice was bitter at that last remark.

Edward's patience was about to explode from the stratosphere. "Fucking just tell me what they did!"

"I hope you are sitting down, man." Jackson took a deep breath and began, "First they spray-painted all, and I mean fucking all of the windows solid black…even the framings. Then, they destroyed all the outside plants and smashed all the emptied pots, glued the table-tops together, one on top of the other with some crazy-ass strong as shit adhesive…let's see…oh, yeah…ha…then Carmen got more spray paint but in Vicky-Red this time. She wrote 'Don't mess with this bitch!' across the entire front façade of each building."

Edward jaw dropped open. He was livid.

"Oh, wait. There's one more thing. This is the best part, too. Something about you having a size five if you get my meaning...along with accompanying drawing with a sad frowny-face." Jackson sighed and leaned back in his office chair. He let his feet rest on the ottoman and pulled open his bottom right draw. Reaching in, he found his half-pint of Jameson's, unscrewed the top and took a healthy swig, not for the first time either since he was so rudely awoken by New York's finest at 3:00 a.m.

There was no way they could blame Victoria for this even though they had the evidence against her friends. But fuck-all if Jackson ever saw that bitch again he swore he would put a price on her head. He knew a guy, too. He was from Jersey City for fuck's sake.

Edward cut in to Jackson's thoughts then, "That fucking little prissy bitch. Jeez, I swear all my ex-girlfriends are out to get me!"

Jackson barked out a harsh laugh at those words. He took another swig and enjoyed the burn in his stomach. Just then there was a knock on his office door. "Hold on a sec, man." Pressing his cell into his chest, he reached to put the liquor bottle back into the lower draw quickly, and called out 'it's open'.

Nikki.

Fuck.

"Don't think I don't smell that nasty stuff, Jackson. It's gonna rot your gut…" She entered and gave him the evil eye. "You talking with Edward finally?" She moved around the ottoman and back around his chair to the side of the desk where he kept his stash.

Jackson let his eyes savor her full curves. Damn she's fucking beautiful. He replied as he watched her bend over and retrieve the bottle from the lower drawer, "Yeah, I am. What do you think you are doing, Miss Greene?"

She turned, unscrewed the top and took a swig herself, swallowed it down with a small shiver and gave him her best I-dare-you-to-stop-me face. Then she turned again and bent over, right in his fucking face, and replaced the bottle where she found it.

The sexy broad's gotta be fucking teasing me…

She walked over and took a seat on the plush couch near the corner and tucked her tired legs under her and waited.

"Jackson...Jackson, man! You still there?"

Fuck.

Staring at Nikki still, he replied, "Yeah, man. I'm here. So is Nikki, now."

"Good. Look, I am going to book the next flight out to New York. Fuck man. I am sorry about all of this. I am starting to realize that my ex-girlfriends…at least some of them…are obviously crazy and un-fucking-predictable."

Nikki, hearing Edward's words through the cell's speaker, laughed at that a spoke loud enough for Edward to hear, "You might have to finally learn to keep that bad-boy in your pants, Eddie. Or should I say 'Teeny-Weeny'? She smirked at Jackson and leaned her head back to rest her eyes for a bit. She had been working damage control since the early hours, too. She was a tired mess.

Jackson spoke next, still watching Nikki as she relaxed into the couch, "Don't let her mess with you, man. Nikki's just a bitch when she's overworked and stressed."

She raised her right hand and gave him the sexiest fucking 'bird' ever. It had to be her fucking perfect red-painted nails.

"Just let me know what time to pick you up and from which airport, too."

"Will do, buddy. Look, Jackson. I am going to fix all of this. You will see."

"I know, man. I am just tired and pissed off, too. This is our fucking lives…our future she's fucking with, you know? See ya soon." Jackson pressed end call on his cell and continued to stare at Nikki, who now looked like she was in fact asleep.

He stood up quietly and walked over to her, grabbing a small blanket from the back of the couch and bending to place it over her softly. When he made to move back, Nikki reached her right hand out and gripped Jackson's white dress shirt, and said, "Where do you think you are going?"

He smiled and crashed his lips to hers.

Fucking sexy broad…

a/n…just to put this out there…this story will be a HEA with a few more shenanigans along the way…and I think some of the 'happy' has happened already…just sayin'…so don't take these chapters too serious…except for the sexy parts…those need to be taken VERY seriously of course…this story is supposed to be entertaining after all, not stressful…lol…and as always…leave me some love…review review review…please please please…review…

xxx jess