D. O. D. S.

DOMINANT OBSESSIVE DEVIANT SUBMISSION

Disclaimer:

Everything Twilight belongs to Stephanie Meyer. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended. This story is based on a true event. The location has been changed to protect everyone involved. Apologies in advance for what will happen to some of our beloved characters.

A/N: A special shock of gratitude goes to my beta Mrs. SWS , made me blush Thank you all for following the story and those that have commented. It really does mean a lot to me. This is my therapy and I am finding it kind of strange that I am more comfortable sharing this here with you than anyone else.

CHAPTER 3

Empty street? Check... No crazy ex in sight? Check...

Time for a beer and the weekend; sounds like a plan.

I had nothing to do but relax, refreshing the mind and body. As I pulled into the driveway, feeling really glad just to be home, I saw Charlie's fishing pole leaning in one corner of the porch. I wondered why Billy didn't just keep it at this point. He must have stopped by here before coming to the restaurant to see, which is his way of checking up on me without being too pushy. He was, after all, Dad's best friend and I know he must be missing him just as much.

"I'm home, Charlie...," I said as came in, throwing my bag on the sofa and looking at the ceiling.

Announcing my presence to the empty house had become a little ritual of mine when I got home from anywhere. I know he was not going to answer me, but I felt obliged to say it just the same. When I was about fourteen, Charlie told Renee he wanted me to come and live with him until graduation. I was thrilled to do it, just to get away from Renee...

But mostly to get away from Phil...

She was so head over heels with Phil and I really wanted that for her because it had been so long since she was any kind of happy. But I wasn't happy. Whenever Renee wasn't there, Phil would be really touchy and extremely inappropriate. I know I should have said something to her and I was old enough to know what he was doing, but I remained silent and kept the peace. Instead, I would find something to do after school so that I would be out of the house longer. She just thought I was working on getting better grades or whatever. I just didn't want his hands on me. There was never penetration, but he sure felt like an octopus whenever he was able to corner me. I never told Charlie either. I was just relieved to have the love of a male parental figure in my life, the right way.

Just shy of my eighteenth birthday, I lost Charlie in the line of duty. He was working a double shift, ticketing speeders that night and pulled over a car with a couple in it. From the onboard camera footage it was clear that he never saw the guy pull the gun on him. He took the man's license and was walking back to the cruiser when he was shot multiple times in the back. The driver took off leaving him to die on the street.

I watched the video of him slowly falling to his knees. He stayed there for a long time, but somehow eventually made it to the front of cruiser to make the call for help. In a moment of silence, he said my name and told me he was sorry. By the time help got there, he had lost a large amount of blood and was barely hanging on. Dr. Cullen told me that the bullets had broken into pieces upon impact. Charlie held on for two weeks but did not wake up.

After his death, I told Renee that I was staying where I was and that I was happy here. It was good, too, because she had decided to go on the road with Phil, which meant hotel after hotel. Here I had a stable house and peace of mind, even without Charlie. I had peace.

Leaning against the front entrance, I noticed the red blinking light from the answering machine out of the corner of my eye. I began to move towards it when I heard a voice coming from upstairs.

"You're late, missy! Hurry and get up here because I am horny as fuck and you better not make me wait any longer than I have been. I know you're smiling. Now hurry!"

"What the hell? Edward? Are you here?"

Just the idea of having his company put big smirk on my face. I was half excited to see him after so long, but more excited to feel him. Edward and I had a "strange" agreement that went back to our dating days. We very physically attached to each other, but our relationship fire burned too hot for either of us to truly handle. I still dream every once in while that we might someday get it right.

Everyone thought we would be together forever, but when life gives you lemons... The agreement was that if at any time we were not in a relationship, but we were in need of "companionship", either horizontal or vertical, we would be each other's first call. Well, tonight was going to be a real good call.

"Right here waiting for you! Hurry up, damn it!" he called out.

"When did you get back? And how the hell did you get in the house?" I shouted back, strolling up the stairs.

"Go away for a few months and people already forget about you! Ain't that some shit!"

"Shut it!" I snapped back while unbuttoning my shirt at the bedroom door.

I know what you want to see first.

"Damn! Sure did miss the girls...," he chuckled cupping my breasts, as he stood shirtless in my room. "Mwah! Mwah!" He assaulted them with short, fierce kisses.

"Hey, buddy, my face is up here!" I giggled punching him in the shoulder.

"Oh yeah, I missed you too, pretty lady!"

With a full frontal hug and a kiss on my temple he let me know he was more than ready for me. The spot he kissed tingled and the raging boner pressed into my stomach as he stroked my back.

I felt like one big pussy-cat getting a backrub with my head resting on his chest.

"You know me so well!" I responded, almost purring.

He was definitely going to help me work some of this frustration out. It had been a while for me in regards to any male sexual interaction. Knowing him the way I did, I would guess he had only been "without" maybe a few days. After we stopped dating, jealousy wasn't an issue for me. I knew we had a connection, but it was just different.

"Be right back. I've had a long day today that needs to be washed away. Care to send me on my way?" I said almost breathlessly, turning to walk towards the bathroom, thinking I was going to get a kiss.

SMACK! It was the sound of his hand on my ass. Let's just say I was a more than a little surprised.

Not what I was expecting, but it felt nice. Or am I just really horny?

He looked at me with dark, lust filled eyes under his full eyelashes. He had a predatory look on his face. I followed his eyes as they went to my mouth...

Should I?... Let's see what happens if I just...

I licked my lips.

Oh Shit!

His mouth hitched a half smile as he pushed me back against the door frame, pulling up the front of my white lace bra and setting 'the girls' free. My skin pimpled in response; the tautness of my nipples was immediate. He knew how to touch me. He could arouse me without even talking, with just a look.

"Always beautiful, Isabella. Always so responsive," he said while sucking on my nipples hungrily, making them even harder in his mouth.

"Oh God, I need this...," I moaned while cupping his head to my breast. His hands slid up my skirt, caressing my nylon covered thighs.

"O-ohh my, woman, you must have known I was coming," he groaned as his hands found what was underneath. "You know I love you in garters."

I could feel that oh so familiar tingle between my legs, needing to be touched, stroked, caressed...screwed. He leaned in even closer, grinding his already erect shaft into me. I could not resist the small shiver that took over my body. He lifted my leg, giving him more access to my core. Not bothering to remove my underwear, but pushing the thin fabric to the side, he inserted a finger and then another.

"Damn, babe, you're soaked," he gasped, coming up to give me a hard kiss, using his tongue to explore my mouth. I couldn't wait anymore.

"I need you...now," was just about all I could get out of my mouth before his lips where back on mine. I heard the familiar sound of a condom wrapper. My eyebrow cocked up automatically.

"I am always prepared with you, hon. I have learned my lessons over the years," he replied to the unasked question.

At this point, the swelling in my inner walls was getting to be more than I could handle and I just wanted release. After slipping on the condom, he positioned himself between my legs, looking into my eyes almost as if he was waiting for something.

"Do you know how beautiful you are right now to me?" he asked.

"I think I do...," I trailed off into a moan as he entered me. I knew it was not going to be some slow love making session. This going to be a release of raw physical need.

"Ahhh, God!" I shuddered.

The intensity of his strokes started to build while I was pressed against the door. I could feel myself cream over his length. He gripped my ass harder and harder with each stroke. The sound of his grunts was intense.

"Fuck, Bella, I missed feeling you. You are just so damn addictive."

"You going to come for me, baby? Show me how much you missed me?"

He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled. I knew he was close. This had always been his queue. My body responded to this more than I cared to admit. My orgasm started and I could not help the arch in my back. I knew I was going to get mine.

"Oh, Edward! I... I...can't hold it. Sorry... Ahhh."

Perspiration covered our bodies from the intensity. My body was limp in his hands. His breath started to get more ragged.

"Ahhh, Bella...Fuuckk! Ughh!" he shouted as his head fell on the curve of my neck and shoulder.

His shudders from his release were always so sexy. I could watch him every time, knowing that it was because of me. The last forceful thrust of his orgasm was just as intense as the start.

Now I really need a shower.

A/N: I know it is an unexpected introduction to Edward. Please review and tell me what you think.