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CHAPTER 24

I heard a gasp from behind me and turned to face a paling Carmen. Her body was shaking and she looked like she was about to pass out.

"This can't be happening." She kept repeating over and over.

Tears were streaming down her face and she looked so fragile and broken. I wonder if that's how Edward looked to her when she left him.

"Come on Bella, let's go." Edward put his hand on the small of my back and tried to push me toward the exit.

"Edward please, there is something I need to tell you." She cried, her voice full of pain

He turned and looked at her, rooted to the spot; trying hard to decide how he should proceed.

"There is nothing you can say right now that would change anything. Stop embarrassing yourself." He turned away again, but her words still left him frozen, dead in his tracks.

"The letter you never bothered to read; let you know I was pregnant." She fell to her knees then.

He just stared stoned face at her. No emotion showing. He continued to stare at the crying woman at his feet. She looked destroyed, but what did that mean? She was pregnant, so what happened to the child? Was there a little boy or little girl out there with his eyes and his face? My heart began to crumble.

Edward suddenly defrosted and walked to where Carmen had slumped onto the floor. He yanked her up by her arms and she pulled away violently. They had an intense staring contest. I'm not sure how much time passed until Edward spoke in a low febrile tone.

"Never contact me again, do you understand? Do you think I'm that much of an idiot? I know Eleazar is that boy's father. You don't think he didn't doubt you? That's why when he found out about your little fetishes, he divorced you. He knew you were screwing me the whole time; he called me and told me he had the proof, but he was a kind person. Be grateful for him, he saved you." I had never heard Edward speak with so much hatred before

Carmen wiped her eyes harshly. Mascara was running down her cheeks and suddenly she didn't seem so lovely anymore. She looked exactly the way I envisioned her; evil.

"A kind man? What kind of man would keep his child from his mother?" She spat angrily at him.

"A smart man who knows you well. You're a whore, that child is better off without you. You never wanted that kid, admit it, you thought it was mine and when you found out it wasn't, you wanted no part of him. He was just one more thing to remind you of all your pitiful mistakes." Edward raged on.

Now I felt completely out of the loop here. What was going on? Maybe I didn't really know everything and now it seemed there were a lot more pieces still missing; but maybe I didn't want to know.

"Yes Edward I wanted him to belong to you, he should have been yours. Don't you realize it will always be you that I want?" She cried.

He looked torn by her statement and maybe I read it wrong, but it didn't stop the pain it made me feel. It was obvious a lot more happened between them than I was aware of. I needed to get away from this confrontation, I needed some fresh air; I was struggling to breathe.

"Excuse me." I said in a low rasp.

I ran out of the hallway toward the exit. Once I hit the green I pulled off my heels and began to run across the lawn. It was cold and the grass felt damp, but I just moved as fast as my two feet could carry me.

"Please Bella! Bella! Wait, Bella!" I could hear Edward not that far behind me yelling my name.

I couldn't turn and look at him and I just continued to run, but he was much faster. He caught up to me and swung me around. I looked at his face it was full of agony and my whole being shattered. He looked so sad, so lost, so unlike himself. He groaned and pulled me into his body. He grabbed my face and kissed me fanatically.

Maybe because we hadn't had sex in almost two weeks or maybe because his mouth did incredible things to my insides, I couldn't deny him any longer.

"Edward take me back to our room." I said through heated kisses

"Are you going to leave?" Suddenly his expression turned dejected.

"I want you to make love to me." I pulled his hands in front of me and lead him across the green to the hotel entrance.

We got to the door and he pulled out his key and stuck it between his lips. He scooped me up in his arms and effortlessly carried me up the stairs. I looked into his glistening green eyes and pulled the key from his mouth. He took it from me and opened the door.

Once inside he kicked the door closed with his foot throwing me gently on the bed. He hovered over my body now looking at me with darkened pupils.

He grazed my cheek with his hands as if I were something precious.

"I love you so much Isabella, please don't ever run from me again." He leaned down and pressed his lips softly to mine

I pushed his jacket off his shoulder and he sat up to unbutton his shirt, but I grabbed his hands to still him. He looked at me with surprise.

"I want to do it." I said in a rushed voice.

He didn't say a word and I sat up between his legs and slowly unbuttoned his white shirt. Once it was completely open I ran my hands up and down his chiseled chest. I wanted to memorize every inch of him, savor it. He took in a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"Bella." He whispered in a husky voice.

I pushed the shirt from his body and began to place kisses down his torso then back up to his neck. He sat back on the heels of his hands, breathing erratically. I took his earlobe between my teeth and gently nipped it with my teeth, he moaned softly.

I placed soft kisses all over his face until drawing my tongue over his lips. His mouth parted and his heavy breathing continued. He never looked sexier to me than at this very moment. I tugged at his bottom lip with my teeth and his eyes flashed open; green and hungry and needy.

He pushed me back into the layers of pillows gripping my wrists above my head. I noted that this seemed to be his favorite position. He began to nip at my neck and tugged at the necklace. With one swift move the necklace was ripped from my neck and I gasped, looking at him confused.

"You are not my slave tonight. I want you pure and raw for me." His irises called my name from their emerald prison.

I said nothing but pull his face down so I could kiss it properly. His hands raked the dress up my thighs and I ran my nails down his back. I wanted this, I wanted him, and I wanted us. He stopped and looked deeply into my eyes. It was almost paralyzing.

"You're so beautiful." He caressed my face "I'm so in love with you." He smiled and kissed me.

It all happened in slow motion. He took my hands pulling me off the bed. He backed up slowly and turned to unzip the back of my dress. It fell softly to the floor. He kissed my shoulders and turned me to face him. He kissed me feverishly and pulled off my bra.

Clothes were discarded everywhere. He hovered on top of me kissing me and touching me softly. He moved my thighs apart and lined himself up with my entrance.

"I want to make this perfect for you." His eyes sparkled.

I reached my hands to his perfect face and ran my finger over his lips.

"You are perfect for me; I will never understand how I got so lucky." I got lost in his eyes.

"I'm the lucky one." He dipped down and we kissed.

I felt him slide inside of me with ease. I would never get used to how incredible he felt every time we connected, but it was there; fire and the desire. He moved his hips slowly, almost painfully slow.

"Oh Bella, you feel so good." He bit his lip and closed his eyes.

To see him like this, I couldn't love him more.

We made love through the course of the night. I think I had about 6 orgasms in total.

I rolled over and was greeted by the sight of bright green eyes just gazing at me. I smiled and I snuggled into his chest and he held me tightly to him.

"Good morning." He smiled.

"Morning." I kissed his chest.

"How did you sleep?" I asked running my fingers down his torso.

"Best sleep I've ever had." He kissed my head and pulled away.

I watched his nude form glide off the bed with ease and just looked at him in awe. He was an Adonis. No flaws could be found, just pure perfection. I licked my lips out of instinct, memories of the things we did last night and this morning flashing in my head. I heard him chuckle softly.

"What?" I asked with a smile.

"The way you look at me, like I'm something to eat." He teased.

"Well you might as well be; you taste so delicious." I purred.

"I'm appalled Isabella Swan! Is that all I am to you!" He joked.

I threw a pillow at him, but of course he was wonderful at everything and grabbed it right before it hit him.

"Why did you get out of bed anyway?" I asked.

"As tempting as staying in bed all day with you would be, we have a flight to catch in four hours, so that only gives us one to get ready to leave." He smiled.

"I'm going to take a quick shower, maybe you'd like to order some breakfast or perhaps have some in the shower." He quirked his eyebrow.

It took me a moment to catch on, but as soon as it did, I jumped off the bed and pushed him into the bathroom; he chuckled all the way. He leaned into the shower and adjusted the water to the right temperature.

He stepped into the open shower and I followed behind. Once the curtain was closed he had me pinned to the wall.

"Do you remember the other day when you would not allow me to have my way with you?" His eyes were so black.

"Yes." I gulped.

"Well I think it's only fair that I get to now." He gave me an evil smirk.

His finger glided over my slit gently. He rubbed his thumb over my clit in a torturous motion that had my back arching and my hands gripping his shoulders for support. My insides were liquefying from the intensity of the feelings building in my core. I couldn't take the circling of my clit, so he decided to torment me further by exerting himself even more.

"Oh God Edward, I'm so close." I moaned pushing my back into the wall.

That's when his fingers stopped torturing me and I felt him pull my hips closer to him. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I was staring into his forest green eyes feeling the room suddenly spin. Once he had me securely where he wanted me, his lips crashed down on mine and he shoved his erect member into my waiting warmth.

"Oh yes." I screamed from the complete fullness of him inside me.

"I want to make your eyes roll into the back of your head." He thrust into me hard.

"When you can't walk straight, you will remember I was inside of you." His husky voice echoed in my ears.

"When you can't see straight I want you to remember the countless number of times I made you cum." He pulled at my hair.

"The next time someone tries to see if you're single, you will remember who you belong to." He growled burying his face in my shoulder.

"Who do you belong to Isabella?" That was a command not a question.

"Edward!" I yelled.

"Who makes you feel like this?" His hips moved in the most delicious way.

"My Edward." I threw my head back for added effect.

"My Isabella." He growled and we both fell over the edge.

My body exploded from the pure intensity of the orgasm. Little stars clouded my vision as he filled me with his hot cum. I was so spent, I could barely move. He gently held me on his wobbly legs and sat me on the shower floor.

"We should wash up; we got a flight to catch." He smirked at me.

"I doubt I can move right now." I sighed.

"Well I think I will have to help you out there." He winked and helped me to my feet.

We drove back to Logan airport and his private jet was there waiting to take us home. I didn't understand why it couldn't land closer; Edward explained that's where he had flight clearance. I also wonder why we hadn't taken it to begin with, but you don't question him, you just follow directions and hope he isn't leading you off a cliff. I had blind faith in this man, now.

If he told me to jump, I wouldn't ask how high, I'd ask how far. But I now believed that he would do the exact same thing for me. Seattle will have a whole new meaning for me once we land. Nothing would ever be the same. That excited me, thrilled me, but also I was a bit terrified. This would be an interesting flight.

We lifted off without incident and I sat comfortably next to Edward, leaning my head on his shoulder as he typed on his laptop. I wasn't paying much attention to what he was doing; I was watching his face. He was deep in thought, in CEO mode I assumed. He looked so sexy when he was working.

After a few clicks and hard taps, he closed the laptop with a resounding sigh. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer to him, I felt completely content. No place in the world could compare to being in Edward Cullen's arms.

"How did you know she was pregnant?" The words just flew out of my mouth without thinking.

He turned his head to address me, a little surprised by my question, but he leaned back into the same position and rubbed circles into my shoulders.

"Eleazar, her husband, contacted me. He informed me that he knew I was fucking his wife. His words, not mine. He mentioned she was pregnant, she admitted to having an affair, but wouldn't tell him with whom." He sighed pinching his nose with his free head.

He relaxed and continued to speak. "She admitted nothing but the affair, always a Carmen trait you know. He had her followed for a long time. I had no idea, but I guess I didn't really care about getting caught, the illusion of danger kind of excited me." He checked to see my reaction.

I didn't really have one. I can't be jealous of his past, the future Bella, that's all that matters, I said to myself.

"Why is she still allowed to teach there? Why didn't you report her? What if she does this to another student? Since you are on the college board, I mean." I bit my lip waiting for his response.

"Eleazar asked me not to." He shrugged.

"Why would you do that for her or for him? He divorced her anyway." I just didn't understand.

"Let's just say he has some evidence that I would much rather not be public knowledge." He stroked my forehead with his fingertips.

"He blacked mailed you?" More pieces started to fall into place.

"Yes and with my position just starting out with my company, I didn't need the bad press. Certain things are better left in the dark. A man's sexual desires being one." He raised his eye brows at me.

"But I still don't understand why he cared if she got to keep her job, he left her." I shook my head.

"No, she left him." His lips moved into a straight line.

"Do you regret burning that letter?" I really wasn't ready for answer.

"Not at all; I believe in fate, don't you?" He smiled down at me.

"I've never been the type to really think about things like that." I looked at my hands.

He shifted in his seat so he could face me. He moved his finger under my chin and stared at me for a few moments before speaking again.

"Everything happens for a reason, a season or a lifetime. I would like to believe Carmen was a season that I needed to live through and feel its different temperatures until I had a reason to find someone who would give me something I never had in my lifetime." He smirked to himself

He took my hands into his and looked deep in my eyes, "What I'm trying to say Bella is that you make me feel alive. I feel like a real person with you. My relationship with Carmen at best was all about her controlling me. It never mattered what I wanted, even though I should have been her priority in keeping with the guiding principle of the lifestyle. I would never do that to you. You're happiness is all that matters." He kissed my hand and placed it back in my lap.

Curiosity got the better of me. As much as I hated thinking about him with someone else, I wanted to know how that relationship really worked, him a student, her a professor, how could it have lasted four years and nobody knew.

"Did anyone know about your relationship?" I ask cautiously.

"Peter knew, by accident of course. He happened to attend the same party that Carmen invited me to the first time. But unlike me, Peter knew what this party really was. I was ambushed." He chuckled at the thought.

"So you didn't know she was a sex fiend?' I said in all seriousness and he busted up laughing.

"I saw her as a charming slightly older woman. I knew she was married, so I knew she had an idea of how to please a man, I had no idea of her depravity until I met her that night." His looks clouded.

"What I really want to know is why you didn't go running when you found out?"

"For the same reason you didn't. For the same morbid curiosity we all have. The thought of her having her way with me was such a turn on. I was excited. It fueled my desire for her even more." He leaned in squeezing my hand for reassurance.

"So it's because of her, you enjoy doing all that kinky stuff?" Now that she truly was real, I was beginning to question my own self worth to him. But I shouldn't do that. He said he loved me. Correction he said he is in love with me. I can't start getting insecure. Maybe he was right, maybe this was too much for me

"No, it's not because of her. She just kind of guided the way into a darker way of doing things. I had a lot of experience with women; at least I thought I did. She molded me, I won't deny that. But just like when you go to a class to learn a subject, you need a teacher, that's all that she was." He leaned back folding his hands in his lap.

"So did she pass you because she was fucking you or just because you were such a bright guy?" I teased.

"Thankfully, she wasn't the one who graded the papers. Most professors have a teaching assistant who grade for them, usually an upper class-man. She taught sociology of all things, not a hard subject to pass." He laughed lightly.

"I was valedictorian Bella, who would question I was sleeping with a professor?" He mused.

"I guess I would if they all happen to be women." I joked.

"Looks alone will only get you so far in life, remember that." He tapped my chin with his finger.

"What happens now?" I blurted out.

"With what?" He addressed me with a softness in his voice.

"With us, with everything? I know I need to find a new job." I had forgotten that briefly.

"I can arrange that all for you, if you want me to." He was cautious.

"No, Edward. Look how that ended up last time. I couldn't take the judgment or stereotyping again." I half smiled at him.

"Well you don't need to work at Cullen Inc, but I could arrange employment elsewhere, if you wish." He inclined closer to me.

"I need to do this on my own. I appreciate and love you for everything you have done for me, but I need to learn to do this on me own." I nodded.

"I can respect that." He gave me a huge smile, making my heart leap out of my chest.

The captain announced we would be landing soon. I sighed and leaned into the man I loved.

We were finally back in Seattle driving down the I-5 toward my apartment. It was around 2:30pm when we arrived in front of my apartment. Edward turned off his car and looked to me. His eyes shined brightly, looking more boyish than I had ever seen him.

"Thank you for coming with me." He touched my face with his hand.

"Thank you for asking me." I blushed looking away.

"Don't do that." He scolded me.

"Don't do what?" I asked confused.

"Look away from me. It's disheartening. Never feel embarrassed around me, okay?" He smiled rubbing my cheek with his thumb.

"I don't want to rush away, but I have some things I need to finish up, work wise. I will call you later okay?" He leaned over and kissed me softly.

I nodded and went to open the door, but he stopped me with a quick movement of his hand.

"One more thing Bella." He gave me a penetrating look.

"Yes?" I bit my lip in anticipation. Would he ask to come up? Did he not want the day to end like me?

"I love you." He smiled and let go of my hand.

I just stared at him feeling like the luckiest girl alive and at this moment I was. I lunged at him, taking his sweet soft lips between my teeth nibbling and kissing him as hard as I could. He chuckled between my lips and lowered me back into my seat.

"I will call you later." He promised again.

"Edward?"

Hm." He replied

"I love you too." I kissed him again quickly and got out of the car.

He watched me climb up the stairs and pulled away once I opened the door. It was quiet in my apartment. I wondered if Rose had returned from Arizona yet. I flipped on the lights and made my way to my room. I flopped on my bed and looked at the ceiling.

I spent the rest of the day cleaning and putting my clothes away. I did some job hunting online. I realized looking at the clock next to me that it was already 6:30pm. Edward hadn't called yet, but I guess he was trying to finish up some work. I decided to call Rose and find out when she would be returning to Seattle.

Her cell rang three times before she picked up.

"Hey Bella, where are you?" Rose's giggle filled the receiver.

"I'm home in Seattle, where are you?"

"I'm in the airport in Phoenix with Em. We are waiting for our flight to depart. I should be home in a few hours. Are you with Edward?" More giggling.

"No, he dropped me off hours ago. I won't keep you; I just wanted to see that everything is okay."

"I'm fine B, I miss you, I'll see you soon." She gushed and the line went dead.

I debated for a few minutes if I should be the one to call Edward, but I didn't want to come across as needy, so I decided to rummage through the fridge for something to eat. Realizing there was nothing here, I opted to run down to the corner store.

I pulled my coat and stuffed my cell in my pocket. I went to open the apartment door and was faced with a surprised looking Stephan. We both jumped.

"What are you doing here?" I clutched my chest.

"Mr. Cullen sent me to retrieve you." He said as he pulled himself together.

"Why didn't he call first?" I eyed him suspiciously.

"A surprise Miss Swan." He smiled tentatively at me.

"Alright." I gave my wary look.

He opened the backseat of Edward's town car and I slid in. I dug my phone out of my pants pocket and dialed Edward. Sneaky son of a bitch, it rang a couple times.

"Hey did Stephan pick you up yet?" Edward's velvet voice rushed in my ears.

"I'm en-route; he didn't text you and tell you that?" I said sarcastically.

"I wanted to surprise you, are you upset?" His voice soft.

I sighed, could I really be mad? "No."

"Good. Emmett called me from the airport and told me Rose wouldn't be at the apartment until later tonight, so I figured you may not have eaten yet, so I thought I would arrange a special night for you, for us."

"Edward that's very sweet, actually." I said thoughtfully.

"Well I just like to make you smile, it's nice to see. So, I will be seeing said smile in a few. I love you."

"I love you too."

I sat back in the car leaning into the leather seat. He really was turning into a mush, wasn't he? It didn't go unnoticed by me how many times he has told me he loved me either. I don't think I would ever tire of hearing it or of me saying it.

We pulled into the garage and Stephan told me by order of the boss, he was to send me right up. So away I went. Edward was waiting at his front door in a black loose fitting dress shirt and black jeans with bare feet. He looked fresh out the shower, as evidenced by his damp hair.

"I've missed you." He kissed me quickly.

I smiled and he grabbed my hand, leading me into the penthouse. I stopped in surprise as I made it through the door. His staircase was covered in candles; and rose petals lead all the way up. The smell of the flowers and candles was intoxicating. I looked at him in awe and he gave me that crooked smile.

"This is for me?" I whispered feeling my emotions crawling up on me.

"I just wanted to try something romantic." He shrugged.

"But Edward, what happened in the bed in Hanover was very romantic, at least to me." I caressed his face.

"Well I needed to make it official on this side of the country. Come, I have more." He smiled brightly holding out his hand.

"More?" I said surprised.

He chuckled and pulled me up the stairs. The path led through his room to the large master bath. He had the tub filled with more petals and a bottle of champagne chilling off to the side. On the counter I saw a black silk robe; I assumed it was for me.

"I want to bath you." He informed me.

"You're not going to join me?" I sounded a little disappointed and he laughed.

"I would like to bath you." He said sincerely.

"Alright." I conceded.

He began to strip me out of my clothes and when I was left in only panties and a bra, I had my own request.

"If I allow you to bath me, you need to be in only boxers, preferable silk ones; I know you own a pair." I wagged my eyebrows in emphasis.

"Alright." He smiled and walked into his bedroom.

I felt awkward standing in the middle of his bathroom in my underwear. He came back out of his room in a pair of black silk boxers. I think I began to drool. I stared at him with lust filled eyes and I could feel my apex burning with desire for him.

"You approve I see." He chuckled.

That brought me out of my sex filled fantasy and I nodded enthusiastically. He smirked and held his hand out to me once more. He drew his finger down my neck to my stomach to the middle of my thighs. He never took his eyes from my face.

I took in a stuttering breath, feeling the heat the simple caress of his finger was creating all over me. Once he reached my hips he tugged at my panties and pulled them down my legs. His eyes filled with smoldering blackness and I gasped, he smiled.

He was on his knees in front of me. He rubbed his hands gently up my calves, to my knee caps, where he placed a lingering kiss behind each of them. He dragged his tongue along my upper thighs, so close to my soaking wet sex, but yet so far. I groaned in frustration. He was teasing me.

"Mm, do you know how good your skin tastes?" He asks as he teased my thighs with his tongue.

"Do you know how good that feels?" I moaned pulling at his tousled hair.

"I think I have an idea." I could feel his lips twisting in a smile against my skin.

He pulled himself from the floor, dragging his finger to contact my clit. Just gazing it ever so lightly.

"You are such a fucking tease." I whined.

He continued smirking and then moved his skillful hands to my back, unclasping my bra.

"Get in." He ordered me.

I did as I was told and the water felt hot and wonderful, just like he probably would feel. I sighed into the steam and Edward pulled out a poof and poured a creamy looking body wash onto it. He lathered it up in his hands and told me to sit forward so he could wash my back.

I enjoyed the feeling of his fingertips stroking my back, then my arms, then my legs. It was a very sensual bathing. He rinsed me off with a pitcher he had sitting on the counter and poured the water over me.

"Okay, I think you are ready now." He stood grabbing a fluffy towel from the towel rack.

I stood up and he wrapped it around my torso, patting my wet skin gently. Once he felt I was dry enough, he discarded the towel and opened the black silk robe that I noticed earlier. After carefully tying it he pulled me to his bedroom.

I thought he would bring me to the bed, but instead he took me down the stairs into the kitchen. He had something that looked to be Chicken Alfredo sitting on the counter.

"Did you make this?" I asked sliding onto one of the stools.

"Yes I thought you might be hungry and I need you full and relaxed for what I have planned." He gave me a gracious smile.

"What exactly do you have planned?" I picked up the fork and twirled it into my pasta.

"I want to introduce you to my playroom." The devious smirk appeared and my insides clenched.

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