A/N- I'm issuing a warning for this chapter. This chapter is not safe for work. If you tend to get a little hot & bothered, you might want to save this for later. I'll admit, I got worked up writing it.

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Chapter 11

And the parades will ride again
I'll see my family and my friends
Because this cannot be the end
Of the Avenue
-The Avenue, Cowboy Mouth

BPOV

I quickly found that being wrapped in Edward's arms was like the comforts of home. It was warm, safe, and most of all, I felt loved. When our perfect little sexing bubble was interrupted by a knock at the door, I wanted to tell the person to fuck off. I grabbed Edward's wadded up shirt from the night before and threw it on without thinking what the person who was trying to gain my attention at the door would think.

After wiggling out of Edward's grasp, which was a lot harder than I thought it would be, I stumbled to the front door with crazy sex hair, wobbly knees, and a thoroughly satisfied smirk on my face. I figured it wasn't Jasper, he would have used his key. Rosalie could have very well been on the other side, spiked coffee in hand, ready for me to dish my broken heart to her. Of course, the person who was waiting on me to answer was the last person I considered.

Pulling the door open just slightly, James stood on the other side, wife beater, holey jeans, and his work belt across his hips. I'd be lying if I said my heart didn't jump out of my chest. Not from the fact that he was standing out on my landing, but because Edward was in my house. I had yet to tell Edward about James, so a confrontation between whose dick was bigger was not an argument I wanted to take place in my house. Anyway, I could settle that dispute for them in a matter of seconds. Edward's dick was a hell of a lot bigger.

He smiled when he took my appearance in from head to toe. Even with the door slightly ajar, he could tell I wasn't wearing pants. His gaze traveled back up the length of my toned legs, licking his lips when it reached my face.

"Well hey there sexy," he said in his cool, smooth demeanor. "You got a few minutes?"

That was code. You got a few minutes for a fuck was what he was really trying to say. I sighed and gripped the door like it was my safety net.

"James, um…it's not really a good time."

"Oh, alright. You want me to stop by later? I'll be in the neighborhood for a while."

Just then I heard my name called behind me. I turned around, smiling because the way he said my name set a series of images through my head. All of those images involved him in a state of complete euphoria while he came.

He was wearing only a pair of jeans, his perfectly chiseled abs on display for James and me. Kinda sucks to be him at the moment, I thought. Edward's smile dropped and I realized that when I turned to face him, I opened the door further revealing my ex lover. Yes, I Bella Swan, had given up any engagements with James or any other man that would be anything but a quick fuck. I had now reserved myself for one man and one man only. The beautiful creature standing in my hallway.

"Bella," he said again. "Is everything okay?"

I swallowed thickly, knowing I had to explain the men to one another. Not all of us in the same room, of course, but I had to justify their presence none the less.

"Yeah, baby, do you think you could give me a minute?" I asked with a playful smile. "Why don't you go start a shower for us, I'll be just a sec."

"You sure?" Edward asked.

"Positive."

Leaving with a final glare in James' direction, Edward trotted down the hall towards the bathroom. When I heard the water turn on, I turned around to face James. He had his head bowed, fiddling with a stray thread on his jeans.

"James," I began.

"It's cool, Bella. I knew this thing between us wasn't going to last forever." He looked up and gave me a half smile. "Although, if you don't mind me saying, it was pretty fucking hot while it lasted."

I had to laugh because, well, that does things for a girl's ego. "Thanks for understanding."

He nodded. "So, that your new man?"

"Yeah."

"Does this mean that Bella Swan is officially off the market?"

"Yeah," I hesitated smiling that the impossible had happened. "It does."

"I'm happy for you, boo. Really happy. Don't get me wrong, I'm going to miss the hell out of our little arrangement but if you're happy, well, that's all I can hope for."

"Thank you, James. That means a lot."

"Yeah, sure, no problem. Listen though, if anything happens with the two of you, you know I'm just a phone call away, right?"

I laughed again and nodded. "Thanks again. I mean it."

"Well, I guess I better go then. You got a shower to take," he added with a wink.

"Come here," I said, opening the door to its full extent and pulling James into a hug. He was as tall as Edward so I had to rise on my tip toes when I wrapped my arms around his neck, my shirt rising up in the process. He buried his head into the crook of my neck and kissed it gently.

"Bella, you better go before I decide to fight your new man for your heart and we both know that I'll only break it in the end."

"Hey, James," I called as we pulled apart and he started walking toward the stairs. "We're throwing a benefit at the club in a couple of weeks for musicians that were displaced from the storm, trying to bring them back and all. You should come."

"You got it babe. Take care of yourself, Bella."

"You too, James."

When I heard the front door of my building shut, I closed mine and rested my forehead against it. I took a deep breath before I pushed myself off and walked towards the bathroom. When I stepped into the tiny bathroom, Edward was hunched over the sink, his eyes closed. I could see the tension evident in his flexed arms. The lines of his muscles were clearly defined. As quiet as I could possibly be, I stepped behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist. He didn't move at first, but after taking a few calming breaths, he let go of one side of the sink and covered my arm with his, rubbing soothing strokes across it.

"Hey," I whispered. "You okay?"

"I'm okay now."

"You sure?"

"I think so. Bella?" he asked, turning around and brushing my hair back off of my shoulders.

"Yes?"

"Is that going to happen a lot? I mean, shit, what I meant is, are there going to be random guys stopping by to see you? Do I need to put a sign on your door or something alerting your fans that you're a one man woman now? That's what you are right? A one man woman?"

"Edward, I promise you that it won't happen again. And yes, that's what I am. I'm your one man woman."

He nodded and rested his forehead against mine. "So that was the handyman, huh?"

"That was the handyman," I confirmed.

"You know, I'm pretty good with my hands too. So, if you have a pipe that needs to be fixed or a leaky faucet, I think I can take care of it."

I pulled away from our union and ran my hands up his chest until they were clasped around his neck. Pulling him closer, I replied, "I know all too well how good you are with your hands and I'm pretty sure I have a leaky faucet that needs to be looked at."

He caught on to my innuendo as our lips crashed together. Our tongues tangled with one another as we both worked to remove the clothing we had on. Thinking that I would have to take off a pair of boxers, I was pleasantly surprised to find that Edward was going commando. As the pants fell to his ankles, he stepped out of them and I immediately fisted his erection in my hands. I stroked his length as he tried to remove the panties I had slipped on to answer the door. As soon as they pooled at my feet, I kicked them to the side, and worked my way down his chest, kissing and licking until I was met with his dick. Falling to my knees I looked up at Edward, who was using the counter for support, and smiled. Kissing the head of his cock, I batted my eyelashes at him and took his whole length in my mouth. His eyes became huge and I smiled and moaned.

"That's the hottest fucking thing ever, 'Cher," he said through accelerated breaths. His hands quickly fisted into my hair as I continued to suck his cock.

I ran my hands up the inside of his thighs until one hand was cupping his balls. I worked them over in my hands like those Chinese medicine balls a person uses to help relieve stress. I briefly contemplated asking Edward to whip his out when I need a quick stress reliever.

His hands guided the back of my head as I moved my mouth up and down, sucking and licking his length. It wasn't done in a way like he was trying to show me how to do it. It was gentle and as if he was just resting his hand there, going with the motions.

"Bella, baby, I'm not going to last and I don't want to cum in your mouth."

I pulled him out of my mouth giving the head one last lick before I glided myself up his torso. He grabbed the back of my arms, giving me an evil smirk and a lingering kiss on the lips, before forcefully turning me around so that my back was against his chest. Instinctively, my hands gripped the sink as I watched his movements from the mirror. He gathered my hair and brought it over my shoulder.

Kissing my neck, he whispered in my ear. "Spread your legs. I'm about to fuck you like you've never been fucked before."

My legs damn near gave out at the sound of his husky sex voice. I did as he said and turned my head to the side so that I could capture his lips with mine. He thrust his tongue in my mouth and bit at my bottom lip as he pulled away.

"Watch how we fuck in the mirror, 'Cher. Watch what we can do."

I turned my head and looked him in the eyes through the mirror in front of us. He smiled and pushed his way into me, gripping my hips, with one quick thrust. I gasped and held on to the counter tightly. Slowly, he pulled out and repeated his actions. He did this several times and every time earned the same gasp from my mouth.

I took in my reflection in the mirror. My mouth was open and my hair was standing up everywhere. Edward smirked as he pounded into me from behind.

"You like that? You like watching the way we fuck?" he asked, keeping his eyes glued to mine.

"So much," I gasped out.

He released his left hand and let it travel up my stomach until he cupped my breast. He kneaded and pinched the nipple, causing me to moan out loud. His other hand traveled south and began to rub my clit. While he fucked me hard and fast with his dick, his fingers circled my clit in slow strokes. I threw my head back, resting it on his shoulder. He kissed the side of my head and nudged it so I would move.

"I want you to watch me cum. I want you to watch yourself cum. Are you ready, 'Cher?" he asked, panting between words.

I nodded unable to find my voice. My hands left the edge of the counter and found his. I laid one hand on top of the one he was using to massage my breast and the other threaded with the one that was rubbing my tender nub.

He smiled at me in the mirror and nipped at my ear. "Scream my name, baby. Scream it loud so the whole town knows, so that fucker that just left knows that you are mine and I'm the one, the only one," he stressed, "who can fuck you like this. The same man who made love to you all night long can also fuck you like no one's business against a bathroom sink."

"Holy shit, Edward!" I cried out. "I'm…I'm…"

"Say it. Scream it!" he demanded.

As my orgasm ripped through me, I yelled his name so loud, the mirror on the wall shook. I watched my reaction as much as I could in the mirror. As soon as the surge of bliss took over my body, my eyes rolled in the back of my head. When I was coming down from my high, Edward was smiling and biting his lip.

"That was the hottest thing I've ever seen, 'Cher," he said, pounding away at me still.

I arched my back and wound my hands through his hair, jutting out my chest. The hand he had been using to massage my clit left and joined his other hand, effectively holding a breast in each hand.

"I thought watching me suck your cock was the hottest thing you'd ever seen?" I teased.

"That was before I saw your O face. Are you ready for mine?" he asked, twisting and pinching my erect peaks.

"Cum for me baby," I said. "Cum inside me, hard. Make me yours. Let this whole God Damn city know that I'll never be fucked properly by another man. You're the only one, Edward. You'll only ever be the one."

With three more quick thrusts, I watched as Edward's face contorted into an expression of release. His eyes fluttered close and his head fell back. I pulled at his hair, letting him know I wanted to watch the entire act play out in front of me.

"Oh fuck, 'Cher," he moaned. The harder he came, the harder he pinched at my nipples and the harder I pulled his hair. "You're the only one, too, Bella. Oh fuck, you'll only ever be the only one."

He grunted one last time before he collapsed against my back and rested his head against my sweat streaked body.

Both of us were breathing heavily as we came down from our highs. His hands were still holding onto my breasts when he lifted his head and kissed my back, following the curve of my spine. I had released my hands from his hair and steadied myself by bracing against the counter. He looked up and rested his head against my shoulder. We smiled at each other while he was still buried inside of me. I could feel his juices begin to run down my leg.

"That," I said, punctuating the word, "was the hottest thing I've ever seen."

He kissed my shoulder where his chin had just been, all the way up to the shell of my ear. "You're the hottest thing I've ever seen," he whispered.

"Likewise, Cullen. Now, how about that shower? I'm willing to bet the water is cold by now."

"Fuck the water," he said, withdrawing himself from inside of me. "I have you to keep me warm."

"In that case," I said rolling my eyes, "we'll never leave the bathroom."

"As long as we can keep doing that I don't think I ever want to."

~xxx~

In his hasty exit last night from Lauren and his manager Tyler, Edward was without a ride. Hand in hand, we walked the four blocks from my apartment to the club. We managed to wash and dry his clothes before we left so that he would at least have something to wear. It saved us from having to call a cab and hitch a ride to Uptown and it also gave us that much more time for fondling each other.

I could sense Edward's hesitation the closer we got to Tizzy's. Tonight was the first practice with the whole group together since the two from New York had shown up.

I hip checked Edward while we walked smiling at him when he looked my way. "You gonna be okay?"

He shrugged. "Nervous I guess."

"Why? Afraid to face the music?"

"Something like that," he said with a chuckle. "I didn't exactly make the best impression on everyone did I?"

"No, you didn't." I paused thinking over how my friends were going to react. "It's going to be fine though. I promise. If not, well, when Jasper or Rosalie hit you, just keep in mind that it'll only hurt for a minute."

"Funny, Swan. The fact that you acknowledge that they may actually hit me makes me all the more nervous."

"Edward," I said, halting us from going any further. "I'd be lying if I said they aren't probably pissed. Wouldn't you be pissed if Jasper did something like this to Alice?" He nodded so I continued. "Look, as you can tell, we're a tight bunch. We don't mess with our own. You kind of fucked up and did just that." He looked down, a frown on his face. "Listen to me," I said, using my finger to lift his chin up. "Once they see that I have forgiven you, and that I'll kick your ass and then let them all have a go if you do it again, everything will be fine. Let's just go and play some music and forget what happened last night. Deal?"

"You're too good, you know that?" he asked, holding my face in his hands.

"For you? Yeah, you'll most likely hear that from at least one of them tonight. You just remember how lucky you are. If you forget, you think about the way my mouth was wrapped around your dick earlier or that I came so hard the damn mirror almost fell off the wall. And," I continued before he could reply, "if you want to see my O face again or hear your name fall from my lips, you'll do good to stay off of everyone's shit list."

"Aye, aye captain," he said, kissing me passionately in the middle of the street.

"Good, now let's do this."

When the club was in our sights, I felt Edward's steps become slower and slower. I squeezed his hand hoping that was all the encouragement he needed. He stopped just short of the door and looked it up and down.

"Bella, do you think you could give me a minute? I kind of need to prep myself."

"You want me to hum the Rocky theme for you, champ?" I teased.

That earned a laugh from him as he pulled me into a hug and kissed the top of my head. "Give me just one second, okay?"

I hugged him tightly and pulled back, stepping up on my tip toes to give him a good luck kiss. "Sure. Take your time. Well, don't take all night but you know…" I trailed off.

"I know. I'll just be a second."

I nodded, turned around and opened the door to the club. Everyone was already here and every head looked up as soon as I walked in.

Alice and Jasper were embracing one another on the far side of the room and both gave me apologetic looks. Rosalie was behind the bar and quickly began making a drink. I'm sure it was for me. Emmett was the first to come up to me and wrap his huge arms around my waist, picking me up off the floor.

"Emmett," I began, choking from the lack of oxygen. "I can't breathe."

"Oh, sorry Bells," he laughed setting me down on my two feet. Had I not just come from an amazing almost 24 hours of the best sex of my life and had Edward not come after me in the pouring down rain, hearing Emmett's laugh would have instantly made me feel better.

"Here," Rosalie said from behind the bar holding up two shot glasses. "Come drink this and let me tell you how you're too good for him."

Before I could decline her offer, the front doors opened. I didn't have to turn around to know who it was. I could feel him and smell him. He was a part of me now. His scent was branded on my body and in my mind. We were now one.

Jasper and Alice had begun to make their way over to the bar, but when Edward walked in and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, Jasper tensed and froze.

"Well," Edward whispered only loud enough for me to hear. "At least they're not all running for me at once."

Then, all hell broke loose.

"I'm going to kick your ass you sorry mother fucker," Jasper shouted, doing his best to charge Edward. God bless Alice though. She some how, with her tiny frame, was able to hold him back. The same couldn't be said for Rosalie, who jumped over the bar, grabbed Emmett's beer once she landed on the other side, and made a bee line for Edward.

In that moment it was like everything happened in slow motion. I felt Edward's hand squeeze my shoulder right before Rosalie pushed me out of the way. When I was able to make sense of the situation, I noticed that Edward's shirt, the shirt we washed so he could wear clean clothes tonight, was soaking wet. His face and hair were also dripping in what appeared to be the beer Emmett had been drinking.

I covered my mouth with my hand and walked over to the two of them. Edward wiped his face with the sleeve of his shirt. Rosalie stood in front of him like she was waiting for him to look at her so she could get another lick in.

"Hold on," I interjected, stepping in between them. "Rosalie, Jasper and Emmett, I know you're all pissed. Edward screwed up and you all have every right to be upset."

"So do you Izzy," Jasper said from the same spot Alice was holding him in.

"I know that Jazz and believe me I was, but…" I said turning around to face Edward. He had pushed his wet hair out of his face and stood, shell shocked at what was going on.

"Edward and I have talked and we've worked things out. I love y'all dearly, y'all know this, and I appreciate y'all stepping up and wanting to beat the shit out of him. That won't have to happen unless he does something stupid again."

"So," Emmett said, the first one of the bunch to speak. "If he fucks up again we can take him out back and take turns whooping his ass?"

"Brah, I'll even let my dad and Charlie have a go," Edward said.

Rosalie was still fuming, unhappy with the turn of events. "Bella, I don't think you're thinking this through. He left last night with his girlfriend," she sneered, "and that douchebag. Now you stand here defending him? The sex couldn't have been that good."

"Edward didn't leave last night, obviously."

"I made them pull the car over about a block after we left," Edward interrupted. "I ran all the way to Bella's in the pouring ran."

"Do you think you deserve a medal or something?" Rosalie asked.

"No, I don't."

"Rose, he came after me," I started but was quickly interrupted again.

"So? He came after you in the rain, like it was this big grand gesture. Then what, he told you how sorry he was?"

"When he caught up to me, I slapped him," I admitted to the group. I caught Edward rubbing his jaw from the corner of my eye.

"Now that," Rosalie started, "deserves a medal."

I rolled my eyes. "Rosie, please. You're like a sister to me and after Edward and I got everything out in the open, I've realized that he's pretty important to me too."

"The sex was that good, huh?" she asked, leaning closer so that the whole party wouldn't hear.

I could feel the blush penetrate my cheeks. "Yeah, it's pretty phenomenal."

Rosalie straightened her posture and looked Edward square in the eyes. "I don't care that you just gave my girl here the best sex of her life. I'm telling you again, like I told you last night; you fuck this up and I will have your head on a platter. Do I make myself understood?"

"Loud and clear," Edward acknowledged.

"Good. I still think she's too good for you but people say that to me about Emmett all the time and you see where we are."

I felt the tension leave the room as soon as Rosalie joked about her and Emmett. I pulled her into a hug and thanked her over and over.

Emmett walked over and pulled me into a one armed hug, roughing up my hair. "Is my baby girl gone exclusive now?"

"Yeah, Em. I guess I have."

"I thought I'd never see the day." He looked at Edward and held out his fist. Edward bumped it and smiled. "She's a keeper dude."

Edward nodded and pulled me into his arms. "I know," he said, capturing my lips with his.

Alice drug Jasper through the rows of tables, launching herself at me and then her brother. "I knew you'd never leave with them, Edward."

"I did too, Alice. I guess it just took some stupid moves on my part to finally make that clear to everyone."

I looked at Jasper with my hands on my hips. "I have a bone to pick with you mister."

"Me?" he asked. "What the fuck did I do?"

"Um," I said, tapping my index finger against my chin and looking up at the ceiling tiles. "How about telling Edward about our past?"

"Oh shit, Iz. How was I supposed to know that you two would hit it off?"

"Oh, I don't know. How about because you left a note in my fridge along with the two beers you were nice enough to leave us?"

"Oh, yeah, right."

I extended my hand palm up and tapped my foot against the wood grain floor. Jasper's eyes grew large as he looked up from my open hand to meet mine.

"Are you kidding me?" he asked, shocked.

"No. Hand it over," I demanded.

"Awe, Iz, c'mon. Why?" he whined.

"Because, after last night and this mornings events, I'd really rather you not have access to walk in and witness us fucking like bunnies around my apartment."

Edward snorted and held his hand over his mouth to stifle his laugh. I glared at him and then back at Jasper. Alice stayed on the sidelines, looking like she was enjoying our little show down.

"Well, how the hell am I supposed to get beer now?" He sounded like a toddler who had just been told he couldn't have a cookie before bed.

"I have an idea. Why don't you buy it from the store like everyone else? Key," I demanded again. "Please."

Jasper huffed and pulled out a set of keys from his pocket. He mumbled a string of words under his breath that I couldn't make out, as he unhooked the key from the ring. He handed it to me, frowning.

"Thank you. Now, was that so hard?" I asked.

"Whatever. But remember, when you need someone to feed that damn fish, don't give me a call. Cause remember, I don't have a key anymore."

"Jasper, please, that damn fish died three months ago."

I turned to Edward with the key between my fingers. "You want it?"

He nodded and began to take the key from me. I snatched it back earning a surprised look on his face.

"Don't break my heart."

He closed the space between us and took me in his arms. "All I want to do, from this moment forward, is fill your heart with love."

He leaned down and kissed me tenderly, while sneaking the key from my grasp. "Thank you," he whispered against my lips.

"What's this?" I heard from across the room. "Has my baby girl finally brought someone home for her momma to meet?"

I unlocked my tongue from Edward's and smiled against his lips. "You ready to meet the real singer in the family?"

~xxx~

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