Rating: M

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyers of Twilight fame, owns it all, I don't,

I just wish I did.

A/N…IT'S MONDAY LADIES. Lots and lots of citrus. Okay, beta-LovinRob and beta-Amandac3, as usual, you both rock the hell out. You both have been there for me and I've had more fun for it.

CHAPTER 18

BELLA

"Holy fuck, Bella. Shit." He says chuckling, wrapping his arms around me and bringing me to his chest. I have his cum all over me and I'm totally a mess, but I don't care.

"Come on, Edward, let's take a quick shower, I need to feel you inside of me." I say, giving his deflating cock one last stroke before stepping out of the tub.

We step out of the tub and into the shower silently, gently bathing one another. The anticipation of making love and enjoying each other is showing in our eyes. When we have finished, Edward takes my towel from me and dries me from the tips of my toes to the last strand of hair on my head. I close my eyes and simply enjoy the feel of him touching me, loving me.

Once Edward ensures that I am completely dry, he takes my towel and wraps it around his waist, kisses the tip of my nose, and turns to enter the bedroom. While he builds a warm fire, I pour wine into our now empty glasses, setting them next to the bed. I begin the arduous task of brushing the tangles from my hair and without realizing it; I've stopped to watch him move. He glances over his shoulder at me, then stands and walks across the room toward me. His body is so breathtakingly beautiful. He is all man and the way he is looking at me sends shivers throughout my body and I can feel the tingling begin. I watch as his eyes roam the length of my body and back up again. He gently wraps his arms around me, quietly holding me tight. After he releases his arms from around me, he takes my brush, turns me around, and finishes brushing the tangles from my hair. I feel chills when he moves my cold, damp hair to the side and places warm kisses on the back of my neck and across my shoulder. I turn and wrap my arms around him, feeling every muscle definition in his back underneath my fingertips. I pull my head back so I can look into his eyes.

"Kiss me." I plead, taking my lower lip between my teeth, needing to feel the warmth of his lips on mine.

His lips slowly part and he lowers his to mine running his tongue over my bottom lip. He finally covers my mouth with his with such an intense passion that my breathing becomes heavy and labored. I am so fucking turned on by him right now that I remove the towel from around him and toss it to the ground and wrap my hand around his cock that is wedged between us. I need to feel him; to touch him.

It startles me when he swiftly lifts me into his arms and walks over to the fire, placing me in front of it so that I am lying on the thick carpet. I watch him walk back to the bed for a pillow and a glass of the wine I've poured. I can't believe how beautiful he is especially in the light of the fire. I need him so badly and am about to pull him to me when he lifts my head and places the pillow under me, giving me a sweet kiss on my forehead.

"Are you warm enough, baby?" He asks, running his hands along my legs. I can only nod my head yes. His touch is driving me to the brink of insanity.

"Put your hands under your pillow and don't move them." He says, taking my wrists and tucking my hands under my pillow.

I have to close my eyes because I know I could very easily cum just by the way he is looking at me. I clasp my hands together so that I don't move them. He kneels between my legs and continues his exploration of my body with slow, gentle touches stopping to give special attention to my breasts. When his hands move down to my waist, across my stomach and out to my hips, he suddenly lifts me to his mouth, using his tongue to enter into my wet folds. His eyes never leave mine.

"Damn, Bella, you are so fucking wet!" He stops long enough to say then returns to devour me.

He parts my lips with his thumbs spreading them while his tongue works its magic, flicking across my clit, running the length of it along the most sensitive part of me. While he teases me, I want to touch his mouth to feel what it is he does to me. But when I move my hands to touch him, he stops and glares at me, shaking his head 'no'.

"Oh my god, Edward….." I say, breathless, thrusting my head back into my pillow feeling his tongue slowly move over me. He is an expert at teasing me as he gently licks me everywhere except the place I want him most. He's not going to allow me to cum yet and I silently curse him for it.

"Edward… please…" I beg him.

"What, Isabella? What do you want, baby?" He sweetly asks, his warm breath and lips just ghosting over my pussy, just barely touching my already swollen and sensitive clit sending me right over the edge.

"Ohmygod Edward…I'm cumming….." I say in a rush, and his mouth quickly latches onto me and I feel him sucking on me and stroking the length of his tongue along my pussy allowing me to ride out one of the most intense orgasms of my life.

I don't realize until I'm capable of opening my eyes, that I have two fists of hair. I giggle and release him, gently massaging his scalp wondering when I removed my hands from underneath my pillow; I smile at that.

Oh, fuck!

He's not done with me.

I feel his mouth on me again gently kissing me, moaning against me, his tongue circling me bringing me close to the brink again. When I feel his mouth leave me, he brings his eyes to mine and I feel him hungrily thrust his cock deep inside of me. My breath is taken away and my body is engulfed in pure ecstasy from that one, forceful, thrust.

"ED… WARD!" I scream from the pleasure I am feeling.

"Fuck… Bella… so… fucking… tight." He moans between powerful thrusts. He is fucking me hard and fast as I meet him thrust for thrust. I wrap my legs around him higher to get as much of him inside of me as I possibly can.

"Open your eyes….look at me, Bella." He says, looking down into my eyes, slowing his thrusts.

"Do you feel that?" He asks, moving in and out of me ever so slowly.

"Oh, yes, Edward, I feel it." I happily reply, engulfing him in my arms and bringing him into me as much as I possibly can.

"I love you so fucking much." He says into my mouth and I close my eyes loving the sound of those words. He wraps his arms under my knees allowing him deeper access and he begins to fuck me again. Hard.

"That feels… so good… Oh fu… Edward, yes, right there baby, right there."

"Cum for me baby, I need you to cum for me now, please." He begs, thrusting into me harder and faster. The love I have for this man, coupled with my building orgasm, is so overpowering.

"Edward…. Now….." I scream, breathless, moving in unison with him.

I feel as if my body has imploded into millions of wonderful pieces. The way he has me ride out my orgasm to the very end is unlike anything I have ever experienced. The emotion I feel for him is so intense that I feel the tears begin to roll down my face.

"Fuck….. you, feel….. so….. so good." He says into the crook of my neck fucking me in long hard thrusts until I feel his arms tighten around me as his orgasm takes him. He then rolls me onto his side with him and wraps his legs around me, holding every inch of me to him, staying inside as long as he can.

"I love you so much, Edward." I cry into his ear.

"Oh, Bella, baby..." He says sweetly, holding my head next to him.

"And you screamed my name." He says. "That was the sweetest sound and you will never scream anyone's name but mine again." He says, laying kisses all over my face, ending at my lips.

"Only yours." I say into his mouth.

"You are mine, Isabella."

"Only yours, Edward." I say, reassuringly, and roll on top of him, laying my head on his shoulder. I nuzzle his neck, loving the feel of his hands gently caressing my bottom.

"I'm really hungry." I mutter, allowing my mind to wander aimlessly.

"I think I'm going to be a little sore tomorrow, after five years of not being touched you gave her a good workout" I say to him pressing my hips into his now deflated cock. He locks his shins around my ankles spreading my legs and he dips his fingers softly into my folds and slowly inserts his finger into me.

"Are you sore here now, Bella?" He asks, as he gently touches me.

"Yes, I little. I think she needs to rest a little bit." I say. I'm afraid if we make love again, I will be out of commission and I don't want that.

"Are you satisfied, baby? Because if you aren't…." Edward asks as he wraps his warm, strong arms around me.

"Words cannot describe how wonderful you have made all this for me, Edward." I reply lifting my head to look at him. "I am very, very satisfied." I say, touching my lips to his.

After a while of cuddling, he smacks my ass, then tenderly rubs it and rolls me off him. "Let's eat, I'm starving too."

I slip on a night shirt that was hanging on the back of a chair and Edward pulls a pair of scrub bottoms out of his overnight bag.

"Race you to the kitchen, Dr. Cullen." I joke and take off running.

I put the game hens in the refrigerator because it's just too late to start those on the grill. We both rummage the pantry to figure out what sounds good for dinner when I spy a Ziploc bag of prepared shrimp in the freezer. Score! Shrimp scampi over jasmine rice with a garden salad. Perfect.

While I prepare the scampi and rice, Edward makes the salad and even though the kitchen is large enough to have a small party in, we seem to bump and rub into each other an awful lot. I love the feel of his hand touching my hip as he reaches around me to get a knife out of the drawer. And I can't resist touching his shoulder when I need the olive oil off the counter. I just love being near him that's all there is to it.

"Remember when Emmett and Rosalie came back from the pizza run, interrupting us while I was enjoying you?" Edward asks while nibbling my neck.

"Yes, and damn them all to hell for interrupting my orgasm." I say, giggling. "They were fucking all around us and I get one small opportunity…I was pissed" I say, smiling, pretending to still be mad.

Edward lifts the hem of my night shirt dipping his fingers into my pussy, straight inside of me. I lay my head back against his shoulder feeling him run his long fingers up and down my already swollen clit.

"Edward….." I whisper when I clamp my hands tightly onto his thighs, pushing my head back onto his shoulder.

He knows I'm cumming when he has to hold me up because my knees buckle and nearly give out on me. Fuck this man is good at what he does. He can make me cum so fast and intense, I can never get enough. He's like a drug to me.

"There you go, baby." He whispers into my ear, nibbling and sucking on my neck.

"Now make me some fucking dinner." He says jokingly, smacking my ass leaving a red, stinging hand print on my bottom.

"Owwwwa…." I say holding my bottom.

He rubs the redness telling me that if I'm not a good girl, there will be more where that came from. I swear I feel my pussy throb at the thought. I have to hold onto the counter to compose myself, hearing him laugh as he walks to the living room, setting the salad on the coffee table.

"Hey, babe, look, it's really snowing….wanna go skiing tomorrow?" He turns to say, all excited like he's back in elementary school.

"Oh, yay" I say running to the window to watch. "There's a couple black diamonds I haven't skied yet that I've wanted to try." I stand on my tip toes to reach in for a kiss on his cheek.

We set our places at the coffee table in front of the fire and TV and watch a movie about some guy who went to college to become a veterinarian and his parents die so he joins a circus and fucks the bosses wife and almost gets thrown off the train or something like that. It was a pretty good movie and the elephant guy was cute, but my guy is way cuter.

"This is really good, Bella." Edward says with his mouth full.

I smile at him pleased that he is pleased. I reach over to kiss a small piece of rice off his lip when his cell phone rings. Damn that thing!

"I have to take this…it's my Mother." He says, looking at his phone.

"Hi Mom. Did Em and Jazz make it home alright?" He asks, right away.

I watch Edward as his face drops his smile and he doesn't look so good. He gets up off the floor to sit on the couch.

"I don't know what it could be that they can't tell you themselves." He says.

He puts his hand over the phone and whispers, "She wants to know about you girls."

"Well, Mom, yes, I've met a very nice young lady while I've been here. She had her best friends come for a visit and they were introduced to Emmett and Jasper and, well, they sort of hit it off I think." He says, rubbing his forehead. "They are both business owners, Mother. No, Bella is a paralegal, Mother, finishing up her law degree." He answers her verbal interrogation.

I listen to Edward try to explain to his mother about Emmett and Rosalie and Jasper and Alice.

"Mom, maybe this conversation can wait until I get home….Yes….I'm sitting with her right now." He says, leaning forward resting his elbows on his knees.

"Her name is Isabella Swan, mother. She goes by Bella. Yes, I think she is Italian. She makes a mean scampi." He looks back at me and smiles, running his thumb across my cheek.

"She also lives in San Francisco." He says, shaking his head.

He stands and starts pacing the living room stopping to look down at me.

"You are going to have to ask them, Mother. As usual, I am not getting involved in their relationships at all so if you have questions about them and their women, you will have to ask them, alright?"

He sounds like he might be getting a little pissed at being interrogated so I move to leave him so he can talk privately but he wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me into him and finishes his conversation with his mother.

"No, I'm going to stay here for the rest of the week and do a little skiing with Bella, but I will be home for the dinner for sure….No, she can't make it, but I did invite her."

He explains. Ugh. The dinner that Tanya will be at…I forgot.

"And Mom, there will be no more Tanya, do you hear me? I know you didn't particularly like her anyway, but please, I don't want to encourage her and I have explained Bella to her." I look at him and smile. I am very pleased to hear this.

"Yes, mom, she is very special to me." He says, kissing my forehead.

"Mom, I know you are curious about all of this but it's very difficult to explain over the phone and I would like to…..you think I don't know Leah hurt me, Mom? Yes, I know you love me, I love you too, but…." He looks at me and shrugs his shoulders.

"I know you want to know the answer to that but this is something that is new to Bella and I and we both have had difficult past experiences and we…Mother, please!... Alright, Yes! I am in love with her and that is not open for….." He squeezes me and holds the phone away from his ear and I can hear his mother screaming.

"Thank you, Mom, she's great and you will love her too. I will, I promise. As soon as she can….Okay, I will ask her….Jesus Mom, hang on already…." He says and he cradles his phone to his chest, rolling his eyes. "Now I know where Emmett gets it." He says, smiling.

"My Mother would like to invite you to the house next weekend for an old fashioned Italian feast. You can stay at my place on the compound." He says, watching as my nerves set in and I pace the length of the room.

"Edward…." I nervously say, pacing across the living room. "Meeting the parents? I don't know."

"Bella, you are still in love with me aren't you? I mean after that horrific display upstairs….." He says, giving me that naughty grin of his.

"Silly." I say, blushing, pushing into his shoulder. "Of course I am. Alright, tell her I'd love to. It sounds like fun." I finally give in.

"Mom, she said she can't wait to meet you. Okay, I love you too and you call Em and Jazz yourself. Bye, Mom."

"Oh, thank God, that's done." He says bending down to lift me off the ground, spinning me around the room when the phone rings again.

"Shit, it's Emmett." He says. "I better take this, if that's okay?"

"Sure, I'll start cleaning the dinner mess." I say and collect our dinner plates and take them to the kitchen.

"Hey, Em." I hear him say.

"I know, she just called me and what the fuck telling her to ask me about Rose and Alice?" He picks up his wine glass to finish off it off and pours us another glass, handing one to me.

"Emmett, no I did not tell her about how you want to marry Rosalie. Are you still on that kick? I only told her that you and Jazz met Bella's friends and you will have to explain the rest to her….Yes, I told her everything about Bella and me." Edward walks to the kitchen and holds my glass to my lips for a sip since my hands are in soapy water.

"Yeah, she invited her. Did she invite Rose and Alice too?" Edward shoots me a look across the room, nods his head yes and I smile. I was happy to learn that I will have my girls there with me. Looks like all three of us will be introduced to the parents.

"I don't think she's up to anything Emmett. She has just learned that her three bachelor sons go away for three days and come home schmoozing some pretty awesome ladies. I don't blame her for wanting to know what's going on." Edward tells him.

"Listen, I am going skiing tomorrow with Bella and will be out of touch all day but I will be near my phone on Wednesday. I think we will take a vacation day on Wednesday and just hang out. I will call you Wednesday morning, however, and if you would have the X14 report ready, I will have Angie email it to me and we will go over it." He says to Emmett. So this is Edward in work mode. I find it incredibly sexy.

"After that, I will need you to get it to Jasper to so he can enter our findings into the Land Report. I would like to have that done by the end of business on Wednesday. I also want to start phasing Tanya out of Volturi. She doesn't need to be here. She has her own winery to take over; she doesn't need to be mingling into the Cullen family business. That said, I want you to run a scan on every report she's assisted on and provide me with that list as soon as possible, preferably by Friday. I want that information before the NVV dinner on Sunday." Edward stops to take a breath and to listen to Emmett.

"Fuck you Emmett" He yells, jumping up off the couch. "If you want the job of CEO, you can have it, otherwise shut the fuck up."

"'Well, goddammit it, Em, don't be saying shit like that okay? That wasn't even funny. That would hurt her as a joke or not. How would you like it if I joked about Rosalie like that?" He asks quietly, looking at me over his shoulder.

Now I am really curious as to what Emmett said. He better not be dissing me, little fucker. I'll have Rosalie kick his ass.

"Okay, it's alright, but let's not joke about this again alright. I love her and I will be back to work as usual on Monday. When you work for 3 years straight without a vacation you can say shit like that okay?" Edward runs his fingers through his hair holding a fistful, not moving.

"I know, it's alright, but I want to get this straight right now, she's in my life and she deserves the respect that comes with that okay?" He looks over at me and smiles letting me know things are okay and to worry.

Wow, did I just hear that? Did he just defend my honor? Now that is fucking sexy.

"Okay, buddy, I will talk to you on Wednesday. Hey, when are you going home? Well, be prepared to talk to Mom and most likely Dad too, but don't you dare say anything about Bella or me without us there. I am not going to discuss you with them and I want the same courtesy, okay? Alright, say hello to Rosalie for us and if you talk to Jazz, the same to him and Alice."

He hangs up his phone and turns to me with his hands held up in front of him trying to head off any onslaught by me. He can tell by the look on my face that I want to know what brought all that on.

"He made light of the fact that you were fucking the boss." He says.

I knew there was more but that was enough and I think Edward did a great job of making sure no additional derogatory remarks or comments were made in that regard again. After the dishes were done, I found Edward at the back door watching it snow. I hand him a Chivas and I have my wine. We stand there in silence, arm in arm, enjoying the winter wonderland. I lay my head against his chest while he runs his hand up and down my arm. I can still feel the energy surge through my body exactly as it happened the very first time he touched me.

"Our days here are limited, Bella." He says staring out into the darkness watching the heavy snow accumulate on the deck. I can tell something is troubling him.

"What is it, Edward?" I ask him.

"I've been so alone for such a long time and then I find you and here we are free to be together, and in a few short days we have to go back to our real life. Living our real, separate, lives. I am going to miss you, Bella." He says looking down into my eyes. I can feel the tears come and I know I am going to miss him as well.

"We are going to be alright, Edward. We aren't that far from one another." I say reassuring him. "We'll be okay."

He holds me tighter to him while we watch the winter wonderland outside our window.

"Let's go to bed so we can get up early to head up the mountain shall we?"

We close up the house and head upstairs, snuggling into bed, content with just holding one another.

"Bella, I am so in love with you." He whispers to me in the dark.

I can feel that something is wrong and wish that I knew what it was. I hold on to him tight enjoying the feeling of him, allowing my hand to rest upon his growing erection and then feel it swell even more in my hand. I straddle his legs and lower my mouth onto him and hear his gasp for air as I open my throat taking him all the way down and back again. He reaches to turn on the light to watch me. He throws his head back into his pillow when I wrap my tongue around the tip, focusing along the rim and tickle the underside, and as a payback for all his teasing, I avoid his most sensitive area. When I take him all the way down my throat again, I feel his hips start to move and I can feel his cock going in and out of my throat. I look into his eyes with my open mouth hovering above him, daring him to fuck my mouth. He moves his hips up and down slowly, moving his cock in and out of my mouth. But it's me that comes undone when I see him bite down on his lower lip.

"You like that baby?" I say to him, licking my lips.

I love how huge and hard his dick is and I stroke him with both hands twisting up and down in opposite directions lingering along the head. He's about ready to cum and I want him to enjoy the ride. I lick him and lock eyes with him as I lower my mouth onto him again, he thrusts his cock down the back of my throat and I gag. I can hear his breathing become shallow and labored as I open my throat to take him all the way down again.

"Shit, Bella…Fuck…What the…?" He cries out and arches his back when he watches me take him all the way down my throat yet again while I gently massage his balls and lightly stroke the sensitive spot under them. I knew this would be his undoing.

"Bella…. Fuck… Please, Bella…." He holds my head to him as he cums in spasms down my throat. I swallow every last drop, loving the taste of him.

When I sit back on my knees, I look at him and smile. He looks at me out the corner of his eye with his sexy half grin and lets out a small chuckle.

"You…." He growls, grabbing hold of my upper arms and pulling me to him. "You are fucking awesome at that, Bella." He says and I giggle.

Yes, we are going to be alright.

A/N: I love these two. Buth time is near that they need to go home. What do you think?