Chapter 16 (BPOV)

Song(s): "Break my Heart" by Dua Lipa

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That night, I was having a hard time falling asleep. I had agreed to be Edward's girlfriend. In addition to who I always was. I also was now one half of another person and it was a daunting feeling. I had avoided being in this situation for so many years, for various reasons. But when it came to Edward he made me want to throw all my rules and previous belief out of the fucking window. I had tried to resist him and move on but it never really worked. I looked over at Edward lying next to me. He was asleep, sleeping soundly.

Edward could be a dangerous person, I knew it. He had shown me several sides to him, and when I got back from hanging out with Jasper—he was all angry and dominating—that side right there showed me that he was hiding part of himself from me. Of course, I was hiding something from him as well. I didn't think it would warm someone to you by saying, "Hey babe, my dad is the boss of a crime family and I'm mafia royalty." Right, because that always was well received.

That was why I had very few people that were actually friends. When I was in high school, I always hung out at my friends' houses or places away from the house. I didn't invite people to my dad's house. Any previous one-night stands were done at the person's house or I got a hotel room. Liam was the only guy who I actually had a relationship with, but my dad had no idea that I had stayed with him after he shut it down. The Irish and Italian families didn't necessarily like each other, but they weren't at war. Had he known exactly what Liam and I had been doing, it would have started a war for sure.

I sighed and rolled over again, punching my pillow and being annoyed that I still couldn't fall asleep. I lightly shook Edward. "Edward," I whispered. He didn't respond at all, so I shook him a little bit harder and then said his name louder. "Edward."

He moaned and rolled over, draping his arm over me, and pulled my body closer to him. I huffed and tried to wriggle my way out from underneath him. I finally pulled free, and this was what woke him up. "Bella, what the fuck are you doing?"

"I can't sleep, Edward," I said quietly.

"Well, I sure as shit can. Unless you need me for something, then I'm gonna go back to sleep." He threw his arm over his face.

"I do need you for something. Well, I need your dick for something."

Edward's eyes flew open. Knew that would get his attention. "That I can wake up for."

"Not so fast, Casanova."

"Why the fuck not?" he whined, like the little bitch he could be.

"So, I have loved every time we've had sex, but the other day when you were all dominating and angry—that was really hot."

Edward smirked and then grabbed my hair in his fists, tugging on it, pulling me to him. His lips pressed against mine, and I moaned. Before I could wrap my arms around him, he pushed me down on the bed. He gathered my wrists in one hand, slamming them against the mattress, holding me down.

"Looks like you're at my mercy, Ms. Swan." He groaned.

"Why, Edward, here I thought you didn't know what mercy was," I teased.

He graced me with that fucking cocky smile and leaned down. He bit along my cleavage and then sucked my flesh into his mouth at the juncture of my neck and shoulder. I moaned and knew he was leaving a mark. Then he whispered in my ear, his warm breath fanning against the shell of my ear. "You have no idea, baby."

I grabbed his face and pressed my lips against him. I wrapped a leg around his waist and flipped us over so that I could straddle him. He grabbed my hips as I settled on him. I smiled at him like I had won something. He surprised me by pulling my hair and then spun us so that he was behind me and I was still on my hands and knees. He smacked my ass and I moaned. "Fuck, Edward."

He wasted no time in taking my clothes off, and I heard the brush of fabric, signaling that he was taking his off too. Edward smacked my ass again, a little harder this time. I fisted the sheets on the bed. While having my ass up in the air like this should have been a little embarrassing, Edward was coming close to putting me in one of my favorite positions.

Edward ran his finger from my clit down to my entrance, gathering the moisture and bringing it back up to rub my clit. "You are always so fucking wet, Bella. I love that I make you this fucking needy."

I felt his hard dick against my thigh and I smiled. I gripped his erection and ran my pussy across it, the head hitting my clit and making me whimper. I lined his cock up with my entrance and pushed back quickly, burying him inside me to the hilt. We both moaned with the pleasure it caused. Edward placed his hand on my right ass cheek and pushed me forward, then roughly pulled me back, slapping my ass again.

"Jesus. Edward. Don't stop…feels so good."

He smacked my butt, thrust inside me deep, then pulled almost all the way out and slammed back in, slapping my ass every few thrusts. He seemed to be content with the slow leisurely pace he was using. It was almost like he was making love to me, but the jolts of pain from the slaps and his hard deep thrusts belied that. I knew he was trying to drive me mad.

I was panting and gasping, praying for him to go a little faster. I was shaking my head in frustration. When I reached down to rub my clit, Edward snatched my hand away, chuckling.

"Come on, Bella. If you want something, just say it. Beg me to fuck you hard and fast. To make you come and see stars." He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back to look at him.

"Ugh, fuck. Edward, please. I want to come so bad. Please fuck me."

Edward smiled triumphantly, letting my head fall forward, and started thrusting fast and deep inside me. He reached under me, one hand playing with my nipple and the other rubbing my clit.

I was struggling to catch my breath. He grabbed my throat and pulled me against his chest, bringing us both to almost a kneeling position and continued to thrust and play with my clit. He held onto my neck the entire time, my back pressed to his chest.

It seemed like mere minutes before I was shattering around him. My stomach clenched, and I was moaning and whimpering. The pleasure was so great, my eyes started to water. Edward let out a deep grunt and stilled inside me.

He let out a deep sigh and fell to the mattress. I tucked my body into his side and rested my head on his chest. He pulled the comforter over us and then wrapped his arms around me. After kissing the top of my head, he let out a contented sigh. "Did you enjoy that?" he asked.

I looked up at him smiling. "Every damn bit of it."

He smiled back.

The next few weeks flew by as Edward and I settled into a routine pretty quickly. We fell into being a couple quickly. I was actually surprised at how easy it was to be with him. We were both still independent people. He went to work during the day, and I spent my days with Bear and tried to learn new recipes. I knew I would need to get a job soon, but I didn't know if I wanted to be an accountant. Maybe I could ask Edward if he needed one. I was sure they dealt with finances.

Edward and I went on dates two times a week, and sometimes it was something as chill as going to dinner and a movie. Other times, it was fun and a little out there. Last week, we went to the arcade and spent way too much money on playing video games. It was great to see Edward let loose and have a good time because he was very serious and composed most of the time. We also went to the park every night, taking Bear with us so he could get in his daily walk.

Before Edward, I used to be one of those people that fell into bed whenever they were tired and got up when their body said it was time. Edward had a strict sleeping schedule, and since it was so hard to wake him up in the morning, his numerous alarms ended up waking me up. There were several occasions where I considered pushing him off the bed. By now I was used to it.

I got up when his first alarm went off and jumped in the shower before him. I didn't take all the hot water, just quickly washing off. I dried off and dressed in my midnight blue matching bra and panty set. Edward usually saw me in boy shorts, but this time it was a thong, and the bra was fairly sheer compared to the ones I usually wore. I went over the bed, pulled the covers off, and smacked Edward on the ass. "You're gonna be late," I told him.

Turning around, I bent to pick up my towel and heard a groan behind me. I looked at him over my shoulder and he had his hands behind his head, just watching me. I spun to look at him and he inhaled deeply. He stood up and stalked over to me. "Usually, I prefer you 100 percent naked, but this is fucking hot, baby." He ran his hand down my side and his face buried in my neck before he nipped the skin along my shoulders.

"Edward." I groaned. "You need to get ready for work. Alistair gets all whiney when you pick him up late."

"You still have your girly gun, right?" he asked, a smirk crooking his lips.

"Yeah. Why?" I asked him, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

He smiled but it was more like an evil gleeful smile. "'Cause if he shits in my car again, I want you to shoot him."

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. Pushing him toward the bathroom by his shoulders, I chuckled because he was grumbling.

After a few more days together, Edward came home to find me tangled up with Bear, napping. He had laid down on the couch, and I thought he looked so comfortable so I laid my head on his back and wrapped my arms around him.

I was lightly shaken awake. Bear lifted his head and looked at me when I sat up, kinda disoriented.

"That fucking dog likes you more than me, I swear," Edward murmured.

"Well, I mean, if I were to wrap myself around you, wouldn't you be happy like him?" I teased him, waggling my eyebrows.

He came and sat on the couch next to me. "I am happy, baby. But I never really did learn to share, so the fucker can get his own." He wrapped his arms around me, lifting me into his lap. I squealed and laughed."So, I do have something kind of serious to talk to you about." He kissed me on the back of my neck and then nipped the flesh below that, causing the skin to break out in goosebumps.

I turned and threaded my hands through his hair and held his head steady. "Focus, Edward. Talking now, ravishing later." I arched my eyebrows at him.

"My Ma keeps bringing up meeting you, and honestly, I can't get her to shut the fuck up about it." He sighed.

"You want me to meet your family?" I asked. I didn't know how I felt about that. I obviously cared about Edward, but I had never met anyone's family. Not even Liam.

"Well, just my parents. Nonna and Emmett won't be there. My mom thinks you'll be more comfortable if we all meet at a restaurant."

I nodded and didn't say much, but I was considering it. "I mean, it couldn't hurt, right?" I said, not sure of my confidence, but hey fake it until you make it—right?

Edward chuckled and nodded. "Sure."

Carlisle and Esme gave Edward the restaurant location when he called to say that I had agreed. I walked into the restaurant with him, holding his hand, and looked around. I saw a blond-haired man sitting with a woman who had caramel-colored hair and green eyes. I knew that had to be them. The blond-haired man was very handsome, and I saw where Edward got his looks. Edward got his mom's eyes and hair though.

Edward stepped forward a bit and gestured to his parents, "Isabella Swan, these are my parents, Esme and Carlisle Cullen."

"Oh Edward, you didn't tell me how gorgeous she was!" Esme explained, then she muttered something under her breath about grandchildren.

"You did good, son!" Carlisle concurred, nodding and outstretching his hand to shake my own. Esme then pulled me in for a tight hug and swayed us side to side, practically giddy.

"Ma, please stop. You're gonna kill the poor girl," Edward whined, again. I giggled.

"You do enough of that," Carlisle mumbled, looking down. Edward elbowed him in the stomach.

I looked at the exchange, puzzled. "I'm just hugging my future daughter-in-law." Esme wrapped her arm around me and led me to the table.

I was overwhelmed. His mother was very sweet, but her mentioning kids and marriage freaked me out just a little. I kept my smile fixed in place. "Thank you so much for the warm welcome. It's so nice to meet you."

"You know you're the first girl he's introduced us to!" Esme huffed, "I think this is a good sign." She did the sign of the cross.

"So are you Italian, Bella?" Carlisle inquired, taking a seat at the table.

I nodded, trying to get my bearings. "Yes, sir. My grandparents came over here from Italy. Unfortunately, they are no longer with us, but my Nonna started teaching me to cook when I was old enough to hold a spoon." I smiled at the memory and the rest of the table chuckled.

"Nonnas are so special. My mother lives with us, and although she's a bit batz, we are blessed to have her with us," Esme shared, playing with her napkin.

"Ma, Nonna's more than a little oobatz. She's full-on batshit. In fact, she thinks your sister is my brother's beard." Edward chuckled, looking for the waitress.

I looked at him with wide eyes and laughed. "Oh, wow. Is she?" I asked him. I had no clue what Emmett was like since I had never really met him.

"No, my baby ain't no fanuk. Okay, maybe my mother is full-on oobatz." Esme trailed off, sheepishly.

"She is!" Carlisle chimed, "Try living with your mother-in-law. It's a fucking picnic every day. I'm a lucky son of a bitch."

"I can imagine," I said politely, not wanting to shittalk Edward's grandmother.

The waitress came around and took our drink orders. Edward ordered a scotch, and I ordered a cosmo, trying to be classy and shit.

"So, Bella, what do you do? Or are you in school?" Carlisle inquired, taking a sip of his bourbon.

"I just graduated NYU with a Bachelor's in Accounting and a Minor in Writing. I'm looking for a job, but still not fully sold on accounting." I had to be careful on how much personal information I was going to divulge. One misstep and they would find out who I really was.

"So, Bella, I took the liberty of bringing some of Edward's naked baby pictures." Esme shoved a pile of pictures on the table.

"Ma, why are you doing this shit to me?" Edward hung his head and threaded his fingers through mine for support.

A/N: Oh, gotta love Edward's crazy family. So Bella and Edward are getting in deeper. Let us know your thoughts and see you Tuesday.