A/N: Thank you for the reviews: thedoctorsgirl42, Deadly Ventus Ninja Dark Angel, my story guest, and OfTheDark. OfTheDark, I was trying to find a beta because as you know English is not my first language, but I couldn't find one. Any suggestions?

Chapter rating: M for sexual content. AKA this chapter is a giant lemon


"But my sweet Annabelle! At least take the flowers, I bought them special for you because I know roses are your favorite flower," Gaston courted.

"No thank you Gaston, go give them to another girl. I'm sure there are plenty willing girls who would love your flowers," Belle replied.

"Annabelle, I don't care about other girls. I just want you!"

"Get off my property! The lady doesn't like you in the least," Mr. Gold sneered.

Before Gaston could make another comment, Mr. Gold slammed the door in his face and locked it. Annabelle looked at him with intensity. She stomped her foot and frowned.

"He was only trying to be nice, you didn't have to be so rude," Annabelle said, angrily.

"Ah dearie, I did indeed. I knew he wouldn't quit, so I just gave him the incentive to give up."

"That isn't it at all."

His face turned red, he knew she was right. That wasn't it at all he was jealous that another man would buy her flowers and he was actually a little pissed off too. If he was in the other world right now he would have turned Gaston right into a rose and would have given it to Annabelle instead.

"What's wrong love?" Annabelle asked, suddenly curious.

"I was jealous! Okay?"

Annabelle knew the feeling she used to get jealous all the time when the girls at school would get nice new clothes and parade around in them, or when the girls could go to each other's houses. Annabelle had only a handful of sleepovers and they were all before her mother died. After she past, she wasn't allowed to have anyone over (not like she wanted to have anyone over with her father) or go to anyone else's house. Thinking to how Mr. Gold must feel made her laugh, he had no reason to be jealous. She loved him and no one else.

"You are so silly. I love you and only you," Annabelle told him.

Mr. Gold told himself that, but he had his insecurities. Gaston was much more handsome, muscular, and younger than himself. Just the thought that a man like Gaston would be interested in his Belle made him green with jealously.

"You want me to show you how much I love you?" Annabelle purred.

"What did you have in mind dearie?"

Annabelle pulled him closer to her by his red tie and kissed him. Her tongue demanded an entrance into his, and he so humbly let it. Their tongues wrestled, while Annabelle slowly traced her fingers up and down his upper thigh, stopping just shy of his groin each time. Finally he grunted and pushed her off of him. It was time he take control. He stripped off his clothes quickly and pointed at her to do the same. His cock was standing hard and erect waiting for her to comply. Stroking himself while he was waiting for her to become completely naked, he sighed.

Her face showed utter delight, he was ready for her and she was ready for him. When her clothes were completely off she grabbed his hand and pulled him onto her.

He smirked and held her down. He lowered himself down to her, his cock barely touching her pussy and he licked the back of her neck. She moaned and squirmed. He continued his assault on her neck only now he was nipping and kissing it. He was going to show everyone that she is his and no one elses! Annabelle cried out and arched her hips into him, pushing his cock inside of her.

A grin popped onto Mr. Gold's face and he thrust himself into her until his thighs were completely on top of hers, leaving none of his dick out. She mewled and whimpered, as he continued to hit her g-spot. She didn't know how he hit it perfect each time. Her breath picked up as he started to roughly thrust into her and she moaned so load that it echoed through out the door way.

They had no bed, they were having sex right on the clean tile floor. Annabelle wrapped her legs around him and jabbed her feet into his ass, encouraging him to go deeper. He did just that, he pounded her and pounded her until her vision blurred. All she could hear was his grunts of pleasure and her moans of delight. After about an hour of their love making Annabelle's body convulsed, her toes curled and her eyes fluttered. Her pussy clamped down on Mr. Gold's cock and milked it. She had just had the most incredible orgasm she had ever had and as soon as she finished, he followed. He groaned and thrust just a few more times, before pulling out and spilling all his seed on the floor. His cock pulsed and both of them were satisfied.

"I love you Belle."

"I love you too."

Later on, Annabelle fell asleep in his arms and he decided to carry her upstairs. Instead of laying her down in her room, he laid her down in his room. Luckily he had made his bed today, so it would be easier to tuck her in. His bed was a little old and wooden, but it was very comfortable. He curled up next to her and slept with his arms around her.


The next morning Mr. Gold woke up to breakfast in bed. Annabelle had made him eggs, cinnamon toast and blueberry pancakes. With a smile she put it next to his bed stand and sat down next to him.

"Good morning love. I made you breakfast," Annabelle stated, happily.

"I can see that, thank you dearie."

To be honest, Annabelle was a little sore, but besides that she had had the best night ever. Sex with him was like heaven and she hoped he felt the same.

"Mr. Gold?"

"Yes my love?"

"Was I? I mean, was I okay?" Annabelle asked, quietly.

"Of course you were! As long as I'm with you it's fan-fucking-tastic."

Annabelle giggled and hugged him. Mr. Gold had never had a woman in his life like Annabelle, she was so loving and so affectionate. Just being around her made him feel more caring and loving. It was different, normally he was cold, cool and calculating. He needed her in his life to make him feel happy. He had lost so much and he finally had gained something wonderful. He glanced over her and noticed the hickeys he had created on her neck and he started busting out laughing.

"What?"

Between giggles he answered her, "I left some pretty big hickeys on your neck love."

"Oh no! I have to take care of my father today. What will he think?"

"Ah who cares, I'll hire a nurse for him today. Stay with me today, just for today."

"I don't know, I was just making progress with him."

"Please? Belle, you know I never say please."

"Alright, I'll do it, but I'm taking a shower while you call the nurse," Annabelle stated.

"Oooh, I have to make this call quick if I want to join you."


He had called in Miss. Hallaway a sweet little nurse, with quite a back bone. If you messed with her, you'd either get the cops called on you or a beating you would never forget. He was confident that Miss. Hallaway would be fine taking care of Maurice and Maurice would be okay too.

Mr. Gold took off his clothes and headed into the shower room, awaiting his Belle. He saw her running her small hands through her chestnut hair and singing. She was so darling.

"Hello Belle, can I join you?"

His voice sent shivers down her spine and suddenly the warm water running down her petite and pale body wasn't enough to keep her warm.

"You were serious about actually taking a shower with me?"

"Of course I was, I'm addicted to you."

He stepped into the shower and grabbed her ass right away. It was soft, but firm, a perfect combination. His hands pulled her closer to him, letting her feel his already erect cock.

"Ready for round two?"

Just as Annabelle was about to say yes, she fainted and hit her head on the wall. She was knocked out and Mr. Gold was frantic.