Hello readers. Sorry I haven't updated in a while. Massive writer's block. I had to figure out what I was going to do with my stories. Now I know. Enjoy!

Sex, sex and more sex. Edward was insatiable and I followed his lead. So good, so very good, the sex he gave me. So very wonderful. I couldn't help but want him more.

It was stupid of me to realize that we were engaged. It hit me like a freight train going a hundred miles per hour. That he was only mine. Only mine just mine and no one else's. That was such an accomplishment that I had to pat myself on the back for snagging the most delicious male to ever walk this goddamned earth.

But that will have to wait until late when Edward wasn't on top of me, inside of me, fucking me like there was no tomorrow.

His rhythm increased. My body reacted to that. I clenched my legs around his waist, willing him to go deeper, willing him to drive harder, just push me off the damn cliff and into the wonderful waters of an orgasm. Just purely blissful.

Edward played with my clit as he pounded into my relentlessly, and I just arched my back, enjoying the feeling.

I couldn't remember having this much sex with Edward. Ever. Sure we had really good nights where sex was amazing, and then amazing nights when sex was lovemaking and romantic, but I could never remember hours. Except for the one night over the summer on the trip across the United States. When I was pregnant. And believe me, I wasn't complaining. I couldn't complain. Not about this ever.

Oh, God, here it came.

My back arched further so my chest was touching Edward's, and his lips were firmly pressed on mine, his tongue and mine battling for domination. But I pulled away, too engrossed in the feelings of my body to kiss Edward. I shrieked in pleasure, gasping for air as I was lifted so high into an orgasm I didn't think I was even coming down.

Edward's body shook and he growled, something so sexy I wanted to hear him do it again. I guess it was all in the fact that it was me who was making him do all those sexy sounds.

Edward collapsed against me.

It wasn't the sweet kind of sex, so he kind of just rolled off me to my side. I didn't mind. It was hella hot in my room and I was hot and sweaty and sticky.

One way to solve that problem . . .

"You want to continue in the shower?" I asked.

He grinned at me and scooped me up and took me to the bathroom.

The water was warm on my body, but Edward's skin was like pure heat. He didn't miss a beat as to begin caressing me and touching me. He slid his hands up and down my waist, pulling me to him. I could feel his erection nudging my stomach, the heat of his skin. I needed him again. He kissed and sucked my neck as my hand traveled down to where I ached for some action.

My body was jolted awake, and I realized where I was. In Irvine, California, no Edward, no shower, hands in my pants. I yanked back, but I would have to wait until I was conscious enough to finish the job I had started.

I turned on the little light on my nightstand and grabbed my phone, pressing the last calls button and redialing Edward's number. He answered on the first ring.

"Morning, love," he said. It was three thirty here, but it was six thirty where he was at. He was already awake, probably getting ready for classes. It was Friday, the day before Saturday, the day he would finally get here.

"Hey, I said in my sleepy voice, "are you busy?"

"I just got out of the shower," he said.

"Are you still naked?" I asked with a wide smile. Because no matter how I imagined Edward, the view of him naked was amazingly spectacular.

"Yes, why?" His voice was amused.

"Because I had a dream that you were fucking me oh so wonderfully, and I woke up with my hand in my pants."

"Really?" More amusement.

"Yes. Now, please, tell me some dirty things so I can get myself off."

"Bella, if I do that, then I'd have to take another shower and I'll be late to class. You know, there's this new thing called porn on the internet. You should try it."

"No I'll just call Alice and she can have lesbian-"

"I can't even believe you just said that." Edward said. I could mentally picture his grimace, his discomfort. He sighed. "What are you wearing?"

"Boy shorts and a black camisole."

"My favorite?"

"Yeah, I missed you. Tremendously. I need you Edward. I need you inside of me, to touch me to tell me what you want to do to me." I quivered as my arousal became full force.

"Bella, you know I love you. I love your body, how your hands are tiny and delicate, and know exactly how to touch . . ."

Here we go.

I lay back, taking off my underwear.

". . . the sexy curve of your waist, the perfect size of your breasts. I like it when I touch you and you almost go instantly hard." Edward's voice was lower, and I could tell he was taking time to do this.

"Much like you, when I touch you."

"Mmmhmm."

"Tell me more."

"I can't wait to touch you Bells, to feel you all warm and tight around me. To hear you scream my name when I touch your clit and finger you to get you ready for me. And the way you suck me off, Bells, you deserve a fucking award . . ."

I ran circles over my clit, my finger diving in and out.

"Uh, Edward, you make me so . . . wet," I said lowly. "I want to feel you hard inside me, fucking me until I scream your name, until you come inside of me. Oh . . ."

"You like that don't you Bells," Edward said slowly. "You like it when I fuck you, don't you. When I push you on the bed and dominate you and fuck you, huh?"

"Oh, God yes," I panted.

"What else do you like Bella?"

"I like it when you touch me, Edward, when you fuck me so hard . . ."

I whimpered and rubbed faster, harder, much more insistent on getting an orgasm.

"I like when you say my name," I said.

"Bella," he said, his voice coarse and low and just plain fucking sexy.

"Mmm, yeah. God, I'm so . . . close."

"Me too. I love you, Bella," he said.

And just that alone sent me toppling over the edge of where ever I was, and into the most wonderful orgasms I've ever had during phone sex. Granted, when Edward was touching me, they were much more mind blowing, but this, this was good too.

"I love you too, Edward."

"Tell me again what you're doing up so early," Edward said.

"Sex dream. Needed release." I yawned.

"what you need is sleep Bella." Edward's voice had gone back to normal, his overprotective voice just plain sexy. But I was too tired to get revved back up.

"Okay. But I don't want to go," I said softly. "I mean I called you and used you and now I'm going to hang up. That seems . . . wrong." I frowned as I stood up to get another pair of panties from my dresser.

"Bella you didn't use me. It's okay, I understand."

"Sure?"

"Yeah," he said with a little laugh. My uneasiness was gone. I yawned again. "Get some sleep, please?"

"Okay," I said. "I love you."

"I know, baby, I know. I love you too."

And with that, I turned off the light and hung up the phone call. I set my phone on the little table, wrapped myself in my blankets and fell into a wonderful dreamless sleep.

Christmas and New Years were quick to pass by. Jasper and Rosalie had gone to see their families and took Emmett and Alice along with them, so Edward and I were alone at is home for those particular holidays. Carlisle and Esme had been with Carlisle's family leavin us alone still. We spent Christmas dinner with Charlie and Mrs. Clearwater, Seth and Leah's mom. In all the time I'd lived in Forks, Seth and Leah had been so close. Valentine's Day passed without a second glance as well. Of course, Edward and his wonderfulness gave me the best presents anyone could have ever received. Of course, it wasn't about the luxurious jewelry, or the amazing clothes, or how much money he spent on me entirely, but the immense love that came along with it. But we had the best holidays anyone could ever ask for. Charlie took our being engaged amazingly. I hadn't told my mother yet, but I was planning on visiting her in Florida so I could tell Phil too. And then Jacob. Jacob was cool too. I didn't know him too well yet, but I loved him as a friend. And he loved me as a friend too, because every so often I'd get an IM from him. He was playful and flirtatious, but nothing harmful. I liked how he was so easy. And it was nice to know that he had also lived in La Push, where Seth and Leah lived. His father, Billy, had died, so he had the house all to himself. He didn't like living there, so he made a point of going L.A. to study animals in veterinary school.

After the holidays, I found myself back in my dorm room with Victoria, working on a six page essay on the importance of minimal characters in a piece of literature. Why I haven't changed my major to something easy? Don't know. But graduation was in two months. Two small mindless little months. I didn't find it necessary for an assignment so useless. I just wanted to graduate already. God knows I want to graduate now. Then I could find a job in Journalism and I could live with Edward in New Hampshire. Everything was turning out to its best.

It was almost six in the evening, and I was waiting for Edward to come so we could spend the weekend the together in peace. Victoria was IM-ing James on her laptop on her bed, while I was sprawled on the floor with mine.

An unexpected IM popped up from Alice.

Alicethedancer919: OMG Call me right now.

Why? What's wrong. Oh God, something was wrong. Before I started to hyperventilate, I took deep breaths and IMed her back.

WatchoutIfall17: Why? What's wrong?

I felt uneasy about her message. Even the priority was urgent. It was a freaking IM!

Alicethedancer919: I have some . . . weird-ish news to tell you.

Alicethedancer919: And I forgot you dorm number again.

Just like Alice. The news must be important if she was forgetting stuff.

WatchoutIfall17: You're here? My room number is 7317. It's in building 7.

Alicethedancer919: Okay. I'll be there in a minute.

WatchoutIfall17: Are you staying for the night?

WatchoutIfall17: Edward is supposed to be on his way.

WatchoutIfall17: I love you but I don't need witnesses to my sex life.

Alicethedancer919: One, that's hideously gross considering the fact that Edward is my fucking brother bitch. And two, I know. I wanted to get here before he does. I need to tell you something and I'm scared to tell Edward. I don't want him to hate me or something because of what I said or did a long time ago.

My heart sped. Edward was almost here! I was yearning for him inside of me. It had been a whole month, since Valentine's Day because he had been swamped and covered with exams and projects and essays. Phone sex was the extent of my love life up to this point. Mmm, but I had to hand it to Edward. This morning was so good.

WatchoutIfall17: Damn you type fast.

Alicethedancer919: Practice. Jasper and I have a lot of IM sex.

Great. Something I so totally wanted to know.

WatchoutIfall17: eww. Gross Ali. I'm so never touching your laptop.

Alicethedancer919: I used yours once.

WatchoutIfall17: I hate you.

I made a mental note to wear gloves when I used my lap top.

Alicethedancer919: W/E IDC. I'm on my way.

I closed the IM window and was surprised to see Edward, as always. He was his normal gorgeous self, tall and graceful, gentle, and increasingly sexy every time I saw him. I don't know why my heart still sped and pounded against my chest, but when he flashed that killer smile at me I was almost as good as dead.

But it was Alice that made me a little exasperated. One, she didn't even tell me what the hell was wrong, and two, she pushed Edward out of the way so that he almost fell on his ass. His eyes were wide with surprise. I was surprised too. Little pixie packs in a lot of strength.

Victoria noticed the company and left the room after saying some goodbyes. She looked a little weary, but all the same she looked wired. It was definitely something weird to notice.

But anyhow, I helped Edward up from the floor and invited them both in my room. Alice sat on Victoria's neat bed while Edward and I sat on mine.

"Okay," she said. "I totally don't want to be around the bush or anything, with both of you, and I don't want you guy to get mad at me."

We both studied Alice.

"Well, yesterday I found out I'm pregnant."

"What?!" Edward and I said simultaneously. We looked at each other.

"Does Jasper know?" I asked.

She shifted uncomfortably. "See, this is where I need your guy's help," she said. "Three weeks ago, Jasper and I went on a break because I was mad at him for hanging out with some girl I didn't like. She was his ex. And I thought they were getting too close. So, we went on a break like I said, but I ended up sleeping with some guy, Felix, and we didn't use protection and I couldn't remember if I was taking the pill or not, but I was too drunk to care that night and too sick to care in the morning. So now I'm pregnant, and I don't know if it's Jasper's or not." Alice looked down, ashamed of what she was saying.

"But you didn't tell me any of this," I told her. "How . . ."

Then I remembered. It was the beginning of March, and Alice was very prissy when she came to see me. They had another girl with them, Heidi, and honestly, she was a little too touchy with Jasper. But I didn't think anything of it because that's how Alice was, over protective of everything. But then she talked to Jasper alone and they were yelling at each other and she drove away.

Oh.

Shit.

"Yeah, so I needed the help of my two best friends. One, I need to take a test to see if I'm really pregnant, and two I need to calculate when Felix and I had sex and when Jasper and I had sex to see who is actually the father."

"What if you can't tell until it's too late? What if you have the baby and it's not Jasper's? Think of what that will do to him?" I said. "I mean, if you have the baby, then it's just going to be a reminder on how what you did with some other guy. How's that fair to the baby. It's not his fault."

Alice's hand immediately went to her flat stomach.

"I know. I know that. But I can't just kill it either. That's just mean." Alice started crying.

I pulled her to me. "Don't cry, Alice. We'll figure this out," I promised.

EPOV

I was livid at Alice. I didn't speak to her the entire time we were in the same room that weekend. I couldn't believe what she'd done to Jasper. But as much as I wanted to tell Jasper, I couldn't just betray her like that . . . she was my sister. I couldn't. I loved her too much to hurt her. But wouldn't that be the same as hurting Jasper?

Yes. And I couldn't do that either.

"I can't help you Alice."

Her face was pained as I said those words to her. I looked away from her face.

"What do you mean you can't help me? You're my brother, Edward," she scowled.

"Thanks for the update Ali. I know that. But I can't help you . . . and not help Jasper."

Her eyes softened and watered at the mention of her love's name.

"I understand Edward. And I'm totally sorry for harboring this shit on you guys and ruining your weekend."

"It's okay Alice," Bella and her sweetness said.

I, on the other hand was not so welcoming. I mean Jesus. There was never any alone time for the both of us. Now I won't be able to take out my sexual frustrations with Bella because Alice was here.

Just.

Great.

"Alice, just out of curiosity," Bella started, "how long are you staying?"

"I was going to leave as soon as I told you because I had a doctor's appointment." Alice looked around the room. She picked up her purse. My heart lurched in my chest. Really? Alone time?

"Here?" Bella asked.

"Yeah. That way no one knows me and nothing will leak. Don't worry Bells. I'm completely fine. I can take care of myself," she said a little touchily. "I'll call you later, afterwards or when I'm on my way to the airport. I love you Bells," Alice said as she hugged Bella.

"Love you too Ali."

"Love you, Eddie."

I pursed my lips at the use of that horrid nickname.

"Love you too Alice."

And with that, she slipped out of the door.

Bella's face was pained and then her expression was blank. "I know it's a horrid thing to say, much less think, but at least someone else has the drama," she said.

"What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"Well, we're usually the ones that have everything bad happen. In the little time we'd been together, we've had, a pregnancy, a miscarriage, an ungrateful sister/best friend, and an evil mother. Please, if I'm missing something-"

"The Tanya episode," I said.

"I purposely forgot that one."

"Oh."

"But you see what I mean?"

"Yeah."

We'd gone silent after that, and then a few minutes later, Bella sighed.

Bella had a wicked smile playing her lips, but it wasn't like before. She was thinking something mean. And that was completely unlike her. But let me tell you, it was completely turning me on.

"What?" I asked her. She giggled a little.

"Nothing. I feel like I can feel your emotions. You are so insatiable Edward," she said.

"Uh," I said to her as I walked over to where she was sitting, "have you seen yourself lately? You're a fucking goddess. Beautiful and amazing. And I'm insatiable. Okay, well I kind of am, but phone sex is just not satisfying enough," I said.

"I noticed. But, not to kill you, I'm not in the mood right now."

Great.

Just. Fucking. Great.

Thanks Alice.

"That's okay. I can just lay by you and kiss you until you are." I raised an eyebrow.

She shook her head. "Work, then play."

"Fine. Are you hungry? I could get you something in the mean time," I offered. She smiled.

"Sure. Whatever is fine with me," she said.

So I was off, taking her keys from her desk in case I need the car. I walked to the cafeteria to see what they had, and it was Bella's favorite. Strawberry cheesecake and spaghetti. She lived for that stuff. So I bought two orders and went back to the dorm room. Only to, yet again, bump into Lauren.

"Hey, haven't seen you in a while. Are you hiding from me?" she said in a friendly tone.

"Yes," I said flatly. The girl behind her snickered. She was . . . different looking than most of the girls I'd seen on campus. She pushed her way through Lauren and held out a hand to me. I took it. Her grip was firm, business like. I already liked her.

She was tall, almost my height, and caramel colored. Her hair was in two long braids, her eyes the color of onyx. Her smile was amazing though. But it wasn't an attraction that made me notice her beauty. It was the fact that she was so much like Bella. She was pretty, Amazonian, like she just creeped out of the jungle, with a body women killed for. She was definitely a lesbian.

"Hi, I'm Zafrina," she said to me. I smiled at her. "I'm friends with can't-get-a-man here."

I laughed. She was spunky. Immediately she reminded me of Alice. I had to have her meet Bella.

"I'm Edward Cullen. I'm visiting my fiancée, Bella."

"Oh, congratulations." She smiled brighter, unlike Lauren who frowned.

"Thanks," I said. "Just curious, are you . . ." I trailed off, seeing as how my question might be rude.

"What?" She asked.

"Well, I was going to ask if you were a lesbian by any chance."

She stared at me, then burst into a fit of laughter. "Yes, Edward. I am. How did you know?"

I shrugged. "I guess it was the lack of attraction. I just didn't feel anything from you. It's sort of . . . weird."

Especially since girls come on to me all the time. I was used to it. But she was just . . . blank. And I think that's what I liked her for. She didn't seem to have to rub herself all on me, like "Can't-get-a-man" over there.

"It's okay. It's not rude. At least I don't think so. I rather people know than find out and not like me," Zafrina said.

"By the way, you have a really cool name. Where are you from?" I asked.

"Brazil. My sister's too. Though they don't go here. They live in Vegas and New York."

"Oh. Wow. SO you live here alone?" I asked.

"Yeah. It's been three years though, and I have more friends that you can count. So it's like I have a family any way. Well, not to cut this time short, but I have something to get to. I don't want to be late," she said.

"No problem. I'll see you around," I said, turning to leave.

"If you want to come hang out later, some friends and I will be at Starbucks later at around nine. Bring your future wife. I'd love to meet her."

"Will do. See you around." I walked back to Bella's dorm room to find her asleep on her bed. Had I really taken that long talking to Zafrina? I smiled at how peaceful she looked and tucked her in. She had to be exhausted.

I know she hated when I did this, but I looked down at her laptop screen to see what she was writing. Ugh. An essay. I knew enough of Bella's mannerisms to write it for her, so for the next three and half hours, that's what I did. I did her homework.

It was a simple essay really, and I was done quickly, but she also had another eight pager, so I cracked down on that as well. It was sunset before she woke up, and I had just finished.

"Shit!" She groaned. "Edward, can you hand me my computer. I have to finish that damn essay before midnight. And the other one, too." She sat up and rubbed her eyes.

"Bella, rest a while would you?" I said to her. "I know you hate when I do this, but I finished them for you. Relax a bit."

"God, you are a frigging life saver, Edward," she said. She lifted the blankets on her bed and motioned for me to join her. I kicked off my sneakers, pulled of my shirt and did just that.

Bella fell back asleep while I just stayed awake and held her.

I could stay like this forever. It wasn't the sex, or the money, or the way she could cause an orgasm by the way she cooked, but the fact that she was so small and dainty and perfect. She was just the most understanding and beautiful and I absolutely loved her for that. Have since high school and it was fun to watch her grow up. I had always been the "cool older brother" to Alice, especially in elementary school when everyone teased her for being too small. But Bella she was my target. It was easier when we were little because no feelings came attached to it.

In elementary school, we were always together, Alice, Bella, and I. Always. We were a perfect threesome. But I got really involved in school and Bella and Alice turned out to be girls. And my guy friends convinced me that girls weren't supposed to be best friends. I was ten and easily influenced, so I dropped them like hot potatoes and never picked them back up.

But like I said, watching Bella grow up was fun. She seemed to be last in everything. While Rosalie, Alice, and a number of their friends had matured over the summer of ninth grade, Bella had stayed as she had been in eighth grade: twiggy and tomboy like. And she used it to her advantage. But somewhere in sophomore year, she grew breasts and curves and used make up.

And it was hard to be around her looking all hot when I was a horny ass teenager. Of course, I had had sex my first time in high school. It was ninth grade and with this girl named Heidi. Heidi had been my lab partner, but she was two years older than I was, making her a junior. She was shy and pretty, blue eyes and black hair. She was nice to me and we became friends real fast. Before I knew it, I was going with her to Prom and having sex with her in a hotel room. She told me she was leaving that year, and I couldn't help but be affected by that. She was m first actual girlfriend. But Bella kept my thoughts busy, and I hadn't thought about Heidi since.

Bella. What could I say about her that I hadn't already?

She was clumsy. Witty, smart, sarcastic, emotional, quick, patient, mine.

All through high school, I remember being distracted by her scent, the sweet smell of strawberries and freesias. I liked her a lot, but I didn't want to intrude on her and Alice's friend ship. Not if they were so close. I couldn't do that to Alice. It was mean. So I left her alone to date stupid guys and find someone who would take care of her as much as I wanted too.

So when I left for college her junior year, I vowed not to be affected by her.

But four years was torture. I had gone to college at Dartmouth during the school years, and spent the summers in Alaska with my godparents. They took care of me and acted like Mom and Dad would have during each situation that was brought up.

But that summer I needed change. I need to see someone other than Chelsea, the waitress at the diner they had in the small town I stayed. She was pretty, but she was like a wrong version of Bella, and I didn't want to be reminded of her so much if I couldn't see her, so I went home and that was the best day of my life.

Bella stirred and turned in my arms. She snuggled close to me and murmured.

"Only syrup," she said. "Now lick it off." She sighed, contentedly, and then continued. "Yeah, like that. Right . . . there."

She didn't say anything after that, but it had me thinking of what she could be dreaming of.

"Yes, Edward. Please, Oh . . ." she trailed off and I chuckled, trying not to think too much about it anymore. I didn't want her to wake up to me fucking her.

She stirred again, this time, she woke up.

"Hey," she said.

"Hey," I said back.

She furrowed her brow. "What's with the smile?" she asked.

"Nothing. You said some things . . ." I trailed off.

"No!" she buried her face in my chest, and giggled. "I can't believe it."

"Syrup? Really?"

"Chocolate syrup, to be exact."

"Memories," I said softly, recalling the night with chocolate syrup over the summer we'd had together.

"I don't know what's wrong with me," she said. "The dreams won't stop. I'd wake up and have to get myself off. Last night I had to call you because I was craving to hear your voice and that dream was based off of reality," she said to me.

"It doesn't matter Bella. You know you can call me for anything."

"I know. I'm just so tired lately. Really wasted." She snuggled closer to me, and her breathing became slower. She'd fallen asleep again.

I wish I had gotten Zafrina's number so that I could have called her and told her I wasn't coming. It was mean to completely flake on a person like that when they invited me like that.

But nothing mattered anymore. I had my Bella.

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Esie.