A/N: Hi! Finally, it's Tuesday again, my favorite day of the week. Every review and every notification about a new follower or favorite puts a wide smile on my face.

So, after two chapters without any lemons, it's going to get a little dirty again in this one. But I guess, you already knew, considering the name of the chapter.

Before I let you enjoy the smut, I want to shout out a quick thank you to my betas darcysmom and EdwardsMate4ever from PTB and to my pre-reader Vampgirl79. You help me a lot making the story what it is.

Now, enjoy another hot encounter between Bella and Edward. See you at the end.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight but I bow my head in adoration to Stephenie Meyer who made all this possible.

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Chapter 8 – Dirty talk

After another long phone call from Alice, I was glad to finally be able to change my clothes. It was unsettling how quiet my apartment felt after spending almost two days in Edward's company. Usually, I enjoyed being alone in my home, spending my time reading, listening to music or watching TV. But today, I was feeling lonely. The silence around me was, for once, disturbing rather than comfortable.

The sex Friday night was phenomenal. To be honest, it was the best I'd ever had. Although it was the only time we'd done it over the weekend, the time out of the bedroom had given us the chance to bond as friends. It had been fun. I really liked Edward as a person, and I felt oddly at ease around him, although there was a constant erotic tension in the air whenever we were together. The realization that we were becoming quite close, in a way previously unknown to me, made me nervous.

I tried to take my mind off things by reading the book I'd started two weeks ago but hadn't had the time to finish. The hero was described as a very muscular blond man with blue eyes, but every time his name was mentioned, Edward's face popped up in my mind, and my thoughts wandered back to the last few days.

I'd never spent as much time with a man as I spent with Edward this weekend. Being around someone else constantly for several days was always hard for me because I naturally needed my space. Even in my relationships I'd avoided staying over for more than one night at a time. It was easy with Edward, though.

After ten pages, that I'd had to read three times each before registering what I had read, I put the book aside.

Determined not to let a man disturb my peace of mind, I grabbed my keys and drove over to my studio to do some work.

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Tuesday, my small studio was packed with people. There were models, people doing their make-up, people dressing them, some doing the lighting, Eric from the agency, and of course, Angela, my assistant.

The job included shooting ten dresses and ten jeans outfits for women, five suits and five men in casual clothes. We were scheduled to shoot the women today. The male models would be coming in tomorrow.

Everything was going as planned. By the late afternoon I was shooting the next to last dress, a red knee-length dress made of jersey.

"Turn to the left. Okay, that's right." … click, click, click.

I felt a weird tingling sensation, which made my hair stand on end. I had no idea what caused it, so I tried to ignore it and continued doing my job.

"Tilt your head a little – yeah, that's it." … click, click, click …

The feeling didn't go away. On the contrary, it increased.

"A little more light from the right, please. Now, Amy, a little less teeth." … click, click, click.

"Okay, thanks, we have it." There was only one more dress to shoot. "Is Penny ready?"

"No," the make-up artist shouted. "We need five more minutes."

I turned around to readjust the lighting as a shining pair of green eyes and a crooked smile caught my attention. Raising a brow in surprise, I put down the camera and walked toward the column Edward was leaning against.

"Hey, handsome. How did you get in here?" I asked, tilting my head flirtatiously.

"Hello, beautiful. The door was unlocked," he answered in a playful tone.

"Uhm, I mean, what are you doing here?"

"I came over to see that everything's all right here. And I have to admit, I was curious to see you work." With a raised brow, he looked me over from head to toe before he looked into my eyes again.

"And? What do you see?" I demanded expectantly.

"You're really professional." He leaned in to whisper the next words into my ear. "And to be honest, sexy as hell when you order people around like that."

"Penny's ready. Shall we do the last round?" Angela asked me, getting me to snap out of my Edward-induced daze.

"Yes, Ang, I'm coming." I turned to look at Edward again. "Are you staying or leaving?" Again, I felt the inexplicable need to be close to him.

"Staying, for a while."

"This will take about ten minutes, I guess. Take a seat if you like." I pointed my finger at the couch that was set up in the back. "Eric must be around here somewhere, too."

The fact that Edward was watching me made me nervous. But I was a professional, and I would wrap this shoot up in no time. I grabbed my camera and turned toward my set.

"Okay, Penny. Show me how sexy you are." … click, click, click. She was wearing a black dress with spaghetti straps and a wide skirt.

"Ruffle your hair a little. Good." … click, click, click.

"Now, turn fast enough to make the skirt fly. And remember to look into the camera. Yeah, that's it." … click, click, click.

A few minutes later, we were done. After another fifteen minutes, everybody was leaving.

"Bye, guys. See you tomorrow. Bye, Amy, Penny. See you." Once everyone had left, I closed the door before I turned to see Edward, standing at my computer, clicking through the pictures.

"Aren't you done working for today?" I asked as I strolled over to him.

"Yes and no. Our webmaster asked me to have my picture taken for the website. He told me you had done the others, and I should come here to ask you to do mine soon." His expression was apologetic. "These are really good." He gestured toward the photos on the screen.

"Thank you." I took a stool and positioned it in front of the white background screen, motioning for him to sit down. He did as he was told.

"Now, let's see how good a model you are. Turn to the right. Not that far. Yes, that's okay." … click, click, click.

"Give me one of those smiles," I prompted.

He raised a brow in confusion. "What smiles?"

"The ones you throw me when you want to get into my pants."

He laughed heartily before his eyes darkened, and he put that special look on his face.

"Yeah, that's it." … click, click, click.

"I'm surprised it's not always there when you're around." He teased, and I felt my cheeks blush as my lady parts started to tingle.

"Now, let's try the other side. Turn to your left." He obeyed at once.

"Take your chin down a little. Good boy." … click, click, click.

I put the camera away, walking the few steps over to Edward. "You look very reputable. I think we should try it again without the tie." I loosened the tie around his neck and pulled it over his head. Then I undid the top button of his white shirt. "That's more like it."

I went back to my former position, taking three pictures before I walked over to him again. "Let me do something with your hair," I said as I ran both of my hands through the tousled strands. Suddenly, his arms were around my waist. He stretched up from his sitting position as I bent down to gently kiss his lips. I could feel him smile as his lips nudged mine, trying to get them to part and let his tongue in. I smiled back as I finally let him enter. His sweet-tasting tongue took its time to explore my mouth.

After a minute, he broke away, running his lips up and down my neck.

"Mr. Cullen, how shall I get any work done when you distract me like this?" I asked in mock indignation when he loosened his embrace and ran his hands over my hardened nipples, which were clearly showing through my thin, white blouse.

"Work is done. Now it's play time," he answered in a husky voice as he undid my buttons to bare my bra and plant a kiss in my cleavage. Then he looked back up at me and let my fiery lips capture his.

Breaking away, I looked straight into his lust-darkened eyes while my fingers started to unbuckle his belt, opened the button of his pants and pulled the zipper down. My hand slid into his underpants, making me smile as I touched his massive erection. Pulling down the waistband of the boxer briefs, I bared his full length.

Smirking wickedly, I went down on my knees and took an admiring look at his manhood. I licked him from bottom to top, making him moan deeply. Satisfied with his response, I wrapped my lips around him and let my hungry tongue swirl around the head. He moaned again as one of his hands went to my head while the other gripped the seat of the chair.

Encouraged by his delighted reaction, I slid as much of him into my mouth as possible without choking. As I noticed his breath speed up, I moved my head up and down, loving the feeling of his cock inside my mouth. Every groan that came out of his throat made the pool of wetness between my thighs grow.

Again and again, I let my lips and tongue glide over his length. Every time I reached the head, I let my tongue circle it, moaning with pleasure. When I was sure he was not far from his release, he pulled me away and made me stand up. Crushing his lips to mine, he grabbed my ass and lifted me off the floor, wrapping my legs around his waist, and carried me over to a table in a corner. He sat me down, took off his jacket, my jeans and shoes, and pulled my panties off. I undid the remaining buttons of his shirt and pulled it off him. Admiringly, I let my eyes roam over his beautiful chest.

Before he let his pants fall to the ground, he quickly took out a condom, put the wrapper between his teeth, and ripped it open. I took the rubber out of his hand and rolled it on. Without moving his hungry eyes away from me, he grabbed my hips and positioned himself in a way so that the tip of his erection lightly touched my entrance, which was aching to be filled. Pulling my hips against his and slamming forward at the same time, he impaled me on his rock-hard length.

"Aahhh," I moaned with pleasure as the pain of need was replaced by his fullness.

"You like that?" he asked in a raspy, aroused voice, accompanied by a forceful thrust.

"Oh, yes," I answered, enraptured.

"Tell me what you like, baby!" he demanded, driving himself in deeper.

I moaned again. "I like you inside me."

"What do you want me to do to you? Tell me!" His eyes sparkled wickedly, grinding but not moving, as he waited for my response.

"This," I answered, desperate for more friction.

"What, this? Say it, Bella! I will only do what you tell me to do." It seemed that he was enjoying my discomfort.

His holding back was pure torture. I had always felt embarrassed when talking dirty, but I knew that was what he wanted to hear. I needed to feel him move inside me badly, so there was nothing left to do but concede.

"Fuck me, Edward, please. I want you to fuck me hard." He let out an amused chuckle, obeying at once, stabbing me roughly, one, two, three, four times.

"Like that? Is that how you want me to fuck you, baby?" He didn't stop moving as he invited me to tell him what I needed.

"Your cock feels so good. I want you to fuck me deeper — and faster," I choked out in between pants.

His pace picked up immediately as he threw my legs over his shoulders.

"Ahhh, oh fuck, yes." I was moaning like a porn star, unable to talk anymore.

"Oh, baby, your pussy's so fucking tight. And you're so wet. I love the way you're always ready for me." He breathed heavily, thrusting even harder.

All of a sudden, he hit a spot that had never been touched before, making hot shivers run over my body. "Ohhhhhhhh, oh, fuck," I panted as he hit it again and again, until everything inside me came undone and a high-pitched "Aaahhhhhhh" erupted from my throat while my back arched upward. My walls gripped his cock hard and made him come with me, panting erratically.

"Wow," was the first thing I said as my breathing slowly began to steady.

"No kidding!" Edward agreed, his eyes glowing with satisfaction.

I started to assemble my clothes and got dressed as he did the same.

"Does that happen a lot when you take a man's picture?" He smirked.

"No, not a lot. Sometimes," I lied, mocking him. His eyes narrowed. "Okay, never before."

Edward came over to me and gave me a deep, passionate kiss. "I want you to know that this was special for me, too." His eyes bore into mine. "What do we do now?"

Although I had a lot of ideas what I wanted to do with him, I had to postpone them.

"Actually, I'm meeting Alice for dinner, and I think I'm already running late. I have to go." I was really disappointed that I had to end our evening together so abruptly.

"Then you should go. I think we'll see each other on Friday. Jasper mentioned something about visiting his favorite club." He raised his brow in anticipation.

"We're going to The Dark Room on Friday. You really should come." The only way I would be able to leave him now was if I knew I'd see him again on Friday.

"I will," he said as I turned off the lights and locked the door behind us.

Both our cars were parked in front of the studio. Edward turned to face me again, bending down to give me one last searing kiss. "See you on Friday," he said as he turned and walked to his Volvo.

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A/N: Hi again. Is it only me or is it hot in here? I kind of popped my dirty talking cherry with this chapter. It wasn't easy for me but I had to try it because I love reading an Edward with a dirty mouth. I hope you liked it.

The next three chapters were initially one, but I had to break them up into three due to the length of it. They all happen during the same night. Here's a little preview for Chapter 9 - Resistance

… "Why, Bella? Why did you let that loser hit on you and touch you like that?" Edward asked in a harsh voice. …

Hmmm, what did Bella do? Why did she do it? I promise you'll learn more about that next Tuesday. For all of you who don't want to wait that long, there will be a longer teaser on Ficcentral on Wednesday and one on TwiFicZone on Sunday. Until then, please leave me your thoughts. CU