This chapter is rated mature.

I'm hoping to write another chapter for next week, but these last chapters have been pre-written while I was in school. I rarely have time in the summer to write, so hopefully I'll write enough for next week. Sorry if I don't post next week.

Thanks for reading!

-CL

Bella unzips my pants, taking them off, exposing the hard lump in my boxers. She grins and moves to the waistband. She rubs her wet underwear against the erection, causing me to groan. "For fuck's sake, Bella, remove the fucking boxers."

She shakes her head. "You have to be pati-oh!" she starts but then starts shuddering.

"You've already hit your climax?" I ask, teasing.

She keeps on grating herself against me, causing me to get closer to my climax. I rip off my boxers and her lingerie bottoms. I tease her opening and she moans, melting into the mattress. "Please, Maxon. It hurts."

I shove myself into her, causing her to cry out. She starts moaning and I feel her release. I pull out, putting my fingers in her instead. I look at her and she nods. I lick her, tasting her. We both moan, Bella thrusting her hips closer to me. I insert myself back into her, causing her to scream with pleasure. She squeezes herself against me, causing me to melt.

Suddenly, she pulls out of me. I sit up, dazed. "There's no way in hell I'm letting you get away with that so quickly. I said it was my night," Bella says, her boobs barely in her top.

"Let me get rid of that first," I say, reaching out. "You have an unfair advantage."

She jumps back from my touch. "Like hell, I will." She smashes her lips into mine, rubbing my erection in her hands. She swallows my groan, our tongues intertwined. She bites my lower lip, pulling away.

"What are you doing, Bel-" I start but am cut off by her humping my erection in quick little bursts. "Fuck, Bella," I hiss. "Let me-"

"Hell no. I'm doing it my way," she says.

I look up at her, seeing her hair in a frizzy halo from her sweat. I feel her hair on my legs, moving with her. Her makeup is still intact. "I didn't realize I married a goddess-that a goddess is fucking me," I mumble.

Bella laughs. "Well, I sure don't fuck like a goddess," she says, right before she shoves my dick all the way into her. She screams, and I try to pull out.

"Bella, Bella, let me. I'm hurting you," I say, desperately trying to pull out. She won't allow me.

"Who knew-that someone so kind-could have such a big-dick-" she pants. She bites back another scream, squeezing my erection inside her. She screams, but it turns into a moan, riding my climax.

I groan, ready to cum. "God, Bella. Please."

She groans in return. "I-I'm at it, too," she replies. We both hit our climax simultaneously and then I feel myself leaking into her. I try to pull out, but she shakes her head. "I'm fertile right now."

It takes a moment for my muddled brain to comprehend her response. "You mean-I could get you pregnant." It comes out as a statement instead of a question. Bella nods hesitantly. "Are you ready for that? You just delivered Lily and assisted with Annabella's. Can you handle the chance of another loss?"

Bella shrugs. "I'm willing to try, especially with getting depression medication."

I rip off her lingerie top, kissing her breasts, sucking on her nipples. She gasps. "Thank you, Bella," I say, coming up for air. I move to her opening and flick my tongue inside. We get lost in ourselves again.

I feel someone crawling on top of me. I groan and turn onto my side. I pull the sheet up, cold from being naked. I feel something touch my penis and then it's warm and wet. "What-?" I open my eyes and see Bella sitting on my penis, starting an erection. "Oh, I go to sleep having sex and waking up with sex? Aren't you tired, Bella?"

Bella doesn't verbally respond; instead, she kisses my lips, releasing my hardening dick. "Bella, I have to shower today. America asked for us to meet her for lunch," I say, breaking away. "What time is it anyway?"

Bella sighs. "It's nine." Her face lights up and she smiles slyly. "We can shower together."

I jump out of bed and sling Bella over my shoulder, causing her to squeal. "What a great idea, my dear. This time it's my turn to lead." I slam open the bathroom door and place Bella gently on a chaise. I turn on the water for the shower, waiting for it to heat up. I glance back and see Bella rubbing her hands over her curves, teasing me. I feel the blood rushing to my dick. "Fuck, Bella," I hiss. She giggles in response. "You better hope that the water warms up quickly. I only have a minute of patience left." I scoop her into my arms and step into the shower spray. She screeches, the water chilly for just a moment before getting used to it. I laugh, putting her down.

Bella hits my chest. "Don't-don't ever…do…that again," she says between laughs. She smashes her lips into mine, slipping in the process. I pull back and catch her. "Do you always have to be so clumsy?" I tease.

Bella blushes. "Sorry," she whispers. She moves her arms around her stomach.

"Hey," I say, gently pulling her arms away. "I was just teasing. You aren't clumsy, Bella."

She rubs her arms self-consciously. She takes a sputtering breath. "Alright."

I grab her arms. "You're perfect the way you are, my dear." I lean in, kissing her neck. She gasps, but quickly arches into my touch. Her hands find my dick, rubbing it. "Bella-"

Bella lets go of my hardening shaft, jumping and putting her legs around my hips. I grab her, holding her against me. Our lips touch, tongues meeting. I feel my erection grow, close to my climax. I tease Bella, placing my erection at her opening. She gasps. "Maxon-"

"Shh…" I say, kissing her. I swallow her moans each time I thrust into her. Bella breaks away, groaning as she reaches her climax-until I pull out and don't thrust again.

Bella looks at me. "Maxon?" she gasps. She tries to put my dick back into her, but I stop her.

"Patience, my dear, is a virtue, as you have been taught," I reply, finding her clit with my thumb. She arches her back, her legs gripping me tighter. She grabs onto the handle that's in the shower, her knuckles white. I feel her wetness run over my thumb, and I take it out. I look Bella dead in the eyes and lick her off my thumb. She shivers, loosening her grip on me. I lay her down on the shower floor, placing her legs on my shoulders. Her eyes are fluttering close, passing out from the pleasure. "My dear, I want you watching," I say, teasing her clit. She arches into my touch, her eyes flying open. Her eyes meet mine, fluttering. I smile and my mouth meets her clit. Her moans shatter the silence, her body arching off the floor. She grabs her leg, trying to keep herself still. She shudders, hitting her climax. I stop playing with her clit and thrust into her. Her wetness seeps onto me, causing me to come. We both shudder, releasing. I collapse next to Bella, laying on my side and playing with her wet hair. "I guess we have to actually shower now," I sigh.

"I'll make sure to wear a good dress to lunch," Bella replies smiling. "And we can continue after."

"Sounds perfect," I say, kissing her on the lips. I stand up, pulling her up with me. "Let's get ready. We better not bail on America."