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

Chapter 26

UM, DID he just say that I was in trouble, too?

After, no doubt, giving the best blow-job of her entire sexual life…to one Mr. Sexy Edward Freaking Cullen…Bella was a horny hot mess. She couldn't get enough of him.

Apparently he couldn't either. Get enough of her, that is. There wasn't an inch of space between them. His hands seemed to have it the worst. They were all over her as she remained pressed flush against his exposes chest, her thighs still straddling his hips in his chair. He was currently gripping and squeezing her ass on both cheeks, under the soft cotton of those fucking taunting cheekies, pulling her hot needy center right over his still-bared, rapidly rising erection. The feel of her breasts was driving him insane, too, pressed so soft and tight against his chest, not to mention her hot, and obviously wet, pussy.

Jesus, she feels so good!

Sucking and kissing on her neck and behind her jaw, his voice rumbled out, "You want to tell me where you have been, Ms. Swan, or do I need to spank it out of you first?" With that, he raised his right hand as much as he could under that fabric and then he gave her a smack and squeeze on her left cheek, just barely causing his palm and her soft tender flesh to sting a little.

Ung…oh God!

Bella's head swam with pure need. She barely succeeded with a response at all; his hands and his cock had her full attention. "I was, um…" she swallowed and kissed behind his ear, her hands fisting in his hair, "…well, you see…" she tugged, his hands squeezed harder and pressed her down harder on his cock, "…unh…I uh…I had a plan, and…" his lips sucked her neck causing her to roll her hips reflexively, "…ohhh…and I wanted to surprise you, so I…"

Bella flashed back, remembering.

Upon her arrival, she had been greeted at baggage claim by one very well dressed limousine driver, who was grinning from ear to ear and holding a sign which read: Mr. Cow-Head for Ms. Swan. She turned bright red of course and could only imagine what the patrons of JFK International thought of that.

After getting her bags, the driver, Demetri, carried them for her as he led her to a long stretch black limo waiting just outside the exit door. And Demetri…bless him; he couldn't have been more accomidating to her sudden inspired shopping spree. Well, it was not too sudden at all, really. She'd had five hours to plan on the plane after all. He had known right where to take her so she could purchase the New York themed undies. She had changed in the store's changing room and when she had walked inside Brazil…well, let's just say that it was very hard not to freak out a little, what with being in a very crowded restaurant, and having to meet Edward's business partner and their associate, Jackson Lutz and the very beautiful Nikki Greene, with barely a stitch of clothing on underneath her coat. Plus, she knew that Edward was waiting for her and might possibly be annoyed at her tardiness.

"…I, uh, needed to make a stop…mmm…so, so I could thank you properly for taking care of me." At her confession, Edwards hips bucked up just a little, his tongue tasting her before his teeth bit behind her jaw.

She felt his growl all the way down to her clit, and she clenched hard at the sudden ache. When he spoke next, his voice was pure sex personified, "Bella, the next time you decide to roam the streets of New York in a limo wearing next to nothing," he paused to suck at his bite mark and then lifted his head to nudge her nose with his own, "please, for the love of all my sanity, make sure I am right there with you so I can reap the benefits." With that said, his lips molded to hers, his kiss almost bruising as he gave her his all, deep and slow and thorough, leaving them both shaking with want.

Breaking the kiss, he sat up straight and removed his hands from inside her cheekies, making Bella whine at the sudden loss of contact, "Edward…please…" Her hips ground down on his now-full erection, her hands still gripping his hair, trying to pull him closer again.

"Fuck, you're so sexy, B!" Edward shook his head to clear the fog, wanting to tease and touch her a little more before he fucked her senseless on his desk. A little tortured payback was in order.

Pressing his forehead to hers, he wrapped one arm around her lower back, forcing her movements to still, and then with the fingers of his right hand trailing up her bared stomach to her left breast, he let them tease in circles around its swell, getting closer to her hard tipped nipple and then pinching through the fabric and pulling.

She groaned, and then panted, "Oh God, please…I need…" She couldn't even finish. Her hips attempted to move in circle over him, wanting him inside her so bad it hurt.

"What do you need, sweetheart?" He took in the sight of her, loving how fucking beautiful she was right now.

Through lowered lids, she stared into his eyes and swallowed, her hips still trying to grind as she licked her lips and kissed him again, then quietly begged against his mouth, "I need you to touch me…my pussy…please…"

His eyes turned almost feral at the sound of those words coming from Bella's swollen red lips. She made him absolutely fucking insane.

Pulling her tank down quickly to bare her breast to him, he latched on and sucked her nipple hard, using his tongue to torture and tease while his hand moved down to her spread thighs where she hed begged him to touch her. Without pause, he pressed three fingers against her core and rubbed her opening in teasing circles through the wet fabric.

She cried out and held him to her.

His cock twitched and leaked.

The phone buzzed loud and shrill.

He was going to kill someone…soon.

And that individual with an obvious death wish had to be the one and only, Jackson.

Fucker.

Growling in protest, Edward gave Bella's nipple one last long sweet suck, flicking his tongue at its sensitive pink peak then released her, his fingers at her core stopped their circling and moved to her thigh. Squeezing his eyes shut, he sat back again and she followed, clearly not ready to stop herself.

"Shit…sweetheart," he licked his lips and breathed deep, "I gotta see what that is, alright?"

The phone buzzed loud again and Edward turned his head to glare at it, which only exposed his neck to Bella's seeking lips. Groaning, he reached for the phone as he whispered to her in warning, "Just be quiet, okay baby? This will just take a second."

Barely comprehending Edward's warning, Bella took a deep shuddering breath, trying to calm down. She didn't stop though, resting her head against his shoulder and continuing to let her swollen lips give him tiny little kisses along his neck and the back of his jaw.

Edward cleared his throat, and then answered with an annoyed gruff, "This had better be good, 'cause I know where that thing in your closet is, Jackson."

"Oh, my bad, Eddie," she laughed out.

Nikki.

Great.

She was turning out to be just as bad as Jackson. Edward snorted, "Whatever, Nikki. You are so full of it. And don't fucking call me that. Now tell me…what's going on?"

Another laugh. "No, seriously, Eddie! Are you busy…getting' busy?" Now he could hear Jackson laughing somewhere near her in the background.

Fantastic.

They are so dead.

"You really want to take this there, Nikki? Because I will…"

"Alright, alright. Look, Eddie," she paused then, her voice now muffled as she spoke quick orders to their hostess, Alison 'one-L-not-two', then continued, "I hate to break up your reunion, but we have a situation. Tia just went in to labor. Her water broke in the ladies room and Leo needs to leave with her right now and drive them out to their midwife's house. Their baby's coming sooner than expected."

Whoa.

Okay.

Shit.

"Edward! Did you hear me?" Nikki was practically tearing his head off through the receiver. "Remove yourself from your girlfriend right now!"

"Fuck, Nikki. The entire restaurant heard you! Keep it down and tell me what you two need." He tensed, and then placed a silent kiss to Bella's lips when she sat up to watch him with concern in her still-hooded brown eyes.

"Whoops! Sorry." More snickering. "You are gonna have to come tend bar with Jackson. It looks like we'll need you until closing, too. The house is packed tonight and the liquor is flying off the shelves."

He signed loudly, slumping back in his chair, raising his hand as he watched Bella in silent communication while he pulled the soft thin cotton of her pink tank back up and over her to cover her breast.

Play time was over, at least for the moment.

Bella stood up then, biting her lip as she glanced down at his swollen cock, still exposed. She mouthed 'later' and then glanced behind her looking for her coat. Spotting it on the floor, she turned and bent down to retrieve it, and then she shook it out and laughed at the sound of Edward's groan behind her.

God damn I love that ass!

He tried really hard not to sound like a grump over the line. "Okay. I'll be right down. Just, um…give me a few-"

"Oh, will do captain," she snarked, cutting him off, "but just remember to wash those hands please…after you help your girl straighten herself up, of course."

Har fucking har.

Hanging up the receiver, Edward watched Bella while she covered herself back up with her coat. Well, at least he could stare at her exposed legs for the rest of the evening until they were free to leave.

"Edward…you um, gonna cover that bad boy up?" She licked her lips and smiled, motioning down at his crotch.

Edward grinned, saying, "Oh, I'll cover it up alright, B."

Bella watched his hands begin to reach for his boxers and pants, then they stopped, one redirecting its path to his still-hard cock, grabbing and pumping its thick length once, base to tip, slowly.

Her entire body flashed with heat.

He is sin!

Her core throbbed.

So fucking sexy!

She glanced back up to his evil eyes and said, "You're mean."

He smiled an evil crooked grin, and asked her, "Will you help me, B? I can't seem to function well enough to cover this bad boy up." He really liked that term.

She narrowed her eyes at him, his request a blatant attempt to get her hands near his junk. Looking back at his hand wrapped around his cock, she raised her eyebrows and pursed her lips, giving a mock assessment and answered, "Looks like you are functioning just fine to me."

He teased, "Now who's being mean?" Releasing himself, he reached and pulled his pants and boxers back up under his ass and around his waist, fastened the buttons on his shirt and tucked everything in and did up his pants…and adjusted. Then he stood in front of Bella and pulled her into a hug and swayed them back and forth, whispering into her hair, "I am so glad you are here, B. Twelve days without you was a new brand of torture…and way too fucking long." He breathed her scent in deep.

Vanilla.

Her smile couldn't get much bigger, as she whispered back into his neck, giving him a sniff of her own, "I agree completely."

"Good," he grinned and stepped back. "Now, let's go down and seat you at the bar, sweetheart. If I am going to rock your world with my mad bartending skills for the next hour or so, you are going to need a stiff drink and I don't want you out of my sight."

Bella snorted, "A stiff drink, huh? Not even gonna go there…"

"Get you mind out of the gutter, babe. If you get to perv all over me while I work, then just know I will be perving right back at you knowing just how little you have on under that coat while you wait and watch."

She rolled her eyes. "You're awful."

Edward leaned in close and gave her a sweet kiss, and quietly said, "Awfully crazy about you."

Brown eyes sparkled as she smiled through her reply. "Ditto."

Sweep and swoon…

a/n …that was a fun chapter…hope you guys liked it…and please…leave me some love…review review review…please please please…review…

xxx jess