Edward

Three days had past since my night with B and I couldn't get her out of my head. At work, at home, during my jogs with Emmett. It was driving me insane that she was consuming me. Every woman I slept with was out the first sunrise and never spoken of again. She was different; it was like she kept this hold on me. You are paying her Ed...

"Hey, dickwad. What's gotten into you? You've been distracted for two days now." Emmett patted my shoulder, glancing at my expression to hopefully find his answer.

"It's...uh... nothing, Em. Don't worry about it." I shook my head, waving a hand to dismiss his question.

"Nothing? You've been acting fucking weird! Tell me what's going on, Ed." He turned towards me, tapping his fingers against my desk.

I sighed. He was my brother. Brothers could tell each other everything and it was kept a bond secret. Scouts honor right?

"I... I had sex three nights ago with the sexiest woman I think I've ever laid. God, she was so good..." I smiled brightly, glancing up at the ceiling and leaned back against my chair.

Emmett raised his eyebrow, rubbing his forehead.

"You had sex? Since when have you gotten back into the dating environment? Let alone a sex life?" He chuckled.

"I perfectly well have a sex life. And I'm not dating her... its more complicated than that." Oh fuck, B was to surely kill me. "She's an escort. Ya know? A call girl?"

Emmett's mouth hung open, rubbing his face a few times and stood up to pace my office back and forth.

"A call girl, Ed? You're a great looking guy! Do you really need a prostitute to satisfy your needs now?"

For some reason, his choice of words made me a little defensive.

"She's not a prostitute, Em. Watch what you say okay? She's a very classy type of woman. She's clean, precise... elegant, sexy, fucking gorgeous... tight round… t-that's not the point! The point is that my sex life is not any of your business and you're my brother, you're supposed to be supporting me in this... not tell me who should be in my bed!"

Emmett sighed, shaking his had while he pinched the crease between his eyes. "Eddie... she's not in our class. What is dad going to say about this? What are you planning on doing? Starting some relationship with the chick?"

Dad? Relationship? B and I had a sexual relationship at this point and it was for money... nothing more.

"Nobody is going to know about this or it's your head Em. It's different between her and I, it's nobody else's business. Alright?" I sighed.

He nodded, gesturing a 'zip lock' to his lips and proceeded to the door. Fuck, this was not how I planned it to go. I trusted Em, so B's secret was safe. I pulled her card out from my blazer, observing it and decided to call her. Yeah, this was getting a bit weird but she was all over in my mind. Plus, we needed to schedule another night together.

"B. Swan, lady marmalade here." Her sweet voice echoed through my ears and I chuckled on the other line.

"Oh, man. Do you know how cheesy you sound answering that beautiful?"

"Eddie? Hello to you two, handsome. What can I do for you? Hmmm... another night with me? You still have that offer."

I smirked, rubbing a pen across my lips and thought of my dick between hers the way she had three nights ago. Fuck, my pants suddenly were tight.

"Actually, beautiful I did call about that. Think you can come over tonight after I finish work? I'd really love to see what else you got under that garter belt of yours... few more tricks? Or just that beautiful pussy."

I loved to talk dirty, what can I say?

She cleared her throat, obviously flustered. "You'll have to find out now won't you? It's the second night, you're in control."

I finished my call up with B and told her to be at my place at the same time. She agreed, so I decided to start on some work to be able to head home in time.

A few hours later.

"Oh handsome?" Her voice called out for me.

I slipped the tie around my neck, raking my fingers through my hair a few times to gather enough confidence to walk out into the hallway to greet B... naked. I could hear heels clacking against the floor and that only made junior twitch slightly.

"Easy boy. Not yet." I whispered to the fellow.

She came into my presence, her back facing me as she trailed her fingertips against the arm of the sofa she'd spent three nights ago tearing away at me. I smirked softly, standing up straight and walked towards her. She hummed softly, closing her eyes and continued to trail her hand along the sofa. I decided to play a game with her.

I stood at the end of the sofa, my hands at my sides while the tie hung between my pecks. She got closer to me, heels hitting the floor and hand driving along the top of the couch, down along the side she stopped once her hand curled around junior. I closed my eyes and bit my lip when she pushed the skin up around the head and back down to the base. She knew who this sofa was.

"Mmmm... what took you so long?" Her voice purred against my ear.

Her hand worked my shaft, pulling and pushing the skin along my length. My head was now drawn back from the pleasure she was currently giving to me, her lips making a path down my neck, nipping as she went along. B drew her lips across one of my pecks, noticing my tie, and she curled her fingers around it to pull me closer to her.

"This is sexy. You in nothing but a tie for me? Oh, Masen what are we going to do with you?" Her voice was seductive and sultry. Junior twitched and grew harder.

She took a step back from me, hooking her fingers around the collar of her trench coat and pulled it open to reveal her outfit tonight. Oh, fuck was she beautiful. Her breasts were full and pushed up to her chin; eyes staring deep against mine while her bottom lip was begin sucked on by her teeth. She was just as turned on as I was. Damn, I wanted her with me every night.

"Like what you see big boy?"

"Oh, yes ma'am."

She smirked, her heels hitting the floor again once her body was closer to mine. Her hands traveled down the center of my chest and she brought her left thigh up against my hip to press it against my own. I groaned softly, hands gliding down her back to her ass and groped each cheek into the palms of my hands. She leaned her head back at that gesture, causing me to lean down and suck on her cleavage.

"Hmm... why don't you tell me what you want me to do?"

I glanced up into those chocolate brown eyes, chuckling softly.

"Take these boundaries off and I want you bent over the kitchen table, open for me."

She gave my chin a soft kiss, slipping the trench coat to the floor while untying her garter belt and proceeded to undress. I frantically searched the tables beside the sofa for a condom, tripping over the carpet as I did so. She must have heard the 'thud' because she asked if I was okay.

"Yep fine! Just continue doing what you're doing beautiful!" I rolled my eyes at how stupid I must sound.

Finally grabbing a packet, I ripped it open and began to roll it onto junior. I smirked smugly once her presence was beside me, hands traveling across my shoulders and beneath my stomach to where junior was hiding.

"Hmm... ready?" She smirked, walking up to the kitchen.

God, she'd be the dead of me I swear.

B pulled her hair over her shoulder, gliding her ass along my dick while she bent over my kitchen table. Fuck, B is bending over my kitchen table ready for me. I traced the contours of her back, curling my left hand around her shoulder, brushing my head along her opening. She moaned softly, lowering her head between her shoulders while she waited.

"Mmm... you're so beautiful. All of you."

She whispered a 'thank you' and kept her head tucked between her shoulders. I pulled her hips towards me, making that first thrust inside of her. She gasped, tossing her head back towards me and bit down on her bottom lip. Fuck, this was deeper, more profound than it had been last time.

I withdrew from her and shoved back inside of her again, keeping a pace with her hips. B's moans grew louder each time I hit back against her, hearing them follow off the walls. Her hands had a tight grip onto the sides of the table, while my fingers curled around her hair to pull it back up towards me. One thing I loved about fucking a woman from behind, pulling her hair. She hissed at the idea and pushed her ass into my receding thrusts.

"Fuck, you're so deep..." She purred.

"Mhmmm. Enjoying this baby? Like me fucking you on my kitchen table?"

My thrusts grew harder, rougher and my hands tightened around the hold on her hips to pull her back into me. B growled, lowering her head between her shoulders again every hit my thrusts would make against her. Her breathing became erratic; the only sound in the room was her ass hitting my hips and our breathing against each other. God, sex had never been so damn erotic.

-0-

B and I were spread out along the carpet in my living room, the fire trickling off the wood from the fireplace above us. She traced the outline of my face gently, her fingers brushing my lips and my nose. Those deep pupils of chocolate followed her fingers and wound along up to my face again. This was a vulnerable moment for us both. It was intimate and surreal. It wasn't a side of me I thought I had. Capable of love.

The urge to kiss B grew every time I was with her. This was only our second night together and she still had this electricity about her that made me want to continue seeing her. My hand that was rested behind her came up to run through her hair and I pulled a loose strand behind her ear. She glanced down at her own hand rested on my chest.

"You're different than what the media claims."

I laughed softly, continuing to brush her hair with my fingers.

"It's the media, B. They're all a bunch of bull shitters who don't have a fucking life."

She smiled gently, tracing a finger against my chest and it felt nice to have a woman touch you after so long.

"But maybe you're just hiding all this as a shield. I don't know, being arrogant when you have to be." She shrugged.

I hadn't thought about her comment before. I was arrogant only because I used it through high school and it just stuck with me. B was seeing a side of me Ididn't know I had. It felt weird and raw.

"Hmm... I like this side of you. It's nice." She smiled at me.

"I like him too, for some strange reason..." I chuckled, watching her smile again.

My hand came up to cup her cheek, searching those eyes with a slight hesitance as what my mind wanted to do. My body angled up towards her, pulling my head towards hers slowly and I felt her breath against my face. She hadn't pulled away... just yet. My hand traveled across her neck, down her chest and snaked around her waist to pull her closer to me. She closed her eyes and her breath hitched. She wanted this? I kissed a path along her jaw and up to her cheek; brushing my lips along her chin. My breath was connecting with hers and her lips were parted, beautiful soft lips. I smiled gently and leaned my mouth closer to hers.

"Edward, I can't. It's personal." She pulled her head away from mine, glancing down at the floor. "I don't kiss on the mouth."

"You told me that, yes. But you also told me you only kiss when you've invited it, didn't you?"

She shook her head a few times, glancing up at me and bit her bottom lip. Something in her eyes made me push my eyebrows together and I sighed. She was right... I was pushing this and we'd only been together twice in the past week.

"I'm sorry."

She kissed my chin softly and slowly made her trail along my jaw and down my neck to my Adam's apple. B sucked on it softly and I groaned, closing my eyes gently. Her kisses continued until she reached my chest and brought them back up along the side of my shoulder to my cheek and finally brushed her lips across my own. I opened my eyes and glanced at her.

"Don't get too excited big boy. I just brushed them." She smiled and a soft giggle escaped her lips.

I'd give up anything to hear that giggle over and over. B was pulling me into something more than just a business offer. Yes, money was still involved but I felt this need to see her everyday.

It was causing an itch inside me.