WARNING: Very graphic lemon.

I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING.

Chapter Twelve

"I don't like this Bella."

"Well you're gonna to have to suck it up. I'm going Paul. I'm not missing Hannah's bachelorette party." I told him.

Paul and I have been fighting for a week about this trip. He didn't want me to go because of the Jasper situation but I wasn't letting up. Hannah is one of my best friends and I miss Jamie. I get his concern, I'll be across the country and he can't get to me fast but I'll constantly be surrounded so I'll be fine and Jasper doesn't know I'm going to Texas.

Mine and Angela's flight was set to leave early in the morning so we were planning to head to Seattle in a few hours and stay at a hotel. We were landing in Dallas then renting a car to get to Fort Worth where we would be from Thursday-Monday.

I was in the closet packing when I felt Paul wrap his arms around me. I relaxed into him and rested my head against his chest. We stood there in silence, breathing each other in. He turned me around to face him and placed a finger under my chin to tilt my head up so I could look at him.

"I'm sorry for fighting with you but I'm not sorry for wanting you to be safe. I love you Bella and to say you're everything to me would be a great understatement because you're so much more. I just don't want anything to happen to you. I wouldn't be able to handle a world without you in it." He said with so much emotion in his eyes that I had to kiss him.

Paul kissed me back and it made my toes curl. He picked me up and pressed me against the wall without breaking our kiss. He went to pull down my yoga pants and I broke the kiss..

"Paul we can't. My parents are here." I gasped as he continued kissing my neck.

"You'll just have to be quiet bumblebee." He moaned as he started to unbuckle his pants but I stopped him.

"You know I can't be quiet." He groaned and held me against the wall. He kissed my neck but these weren't lust filled, needy kisses. No, these were sweet and loving.

"Baby?" He questioned getting my attention. I looked him in the eyes letting him know he had it, "Will you please move in with me? I miss you when you're not home, I want to wake up with you every morning, and wrap you in my arms every night. I want to make love to you without having to stop because someone might hear us. Please babe. Move in with me."

I stared at him for a few moments thinking over what he said. I hated being away from Paul and he hasn't pressured me to move in with him. It wouldn't be a bad thing at all. As far as us moving too fast well I was marked so in the eyes of the council we were already married. I looked into Paul's hopeful eyes and before I could even register what I was saying I blurted out, "Yes."

Paul smiled and it wasn't one of his usual cocky smirks, it was his real smile that showed all of his perfect straight teeth. You rarely ever see it and when you did it was a gift. That was my smile.

"When I get back from Texas we'll talk to my parents and move everything over." Paul kissed me and went and laid on my bed while I finished packing. We listened to music and just enjoyed being around each other. I told him more about Jamie, Hannah, and my other college friends. Paul was going to the wedding with me next month so he would meet them then. I put my Charlie 1 horse hat on top of my carry one and he laughed.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

"I never thought I would see you in a cowboy hat and boots."

"You've seen me in the one I wear to the beach all the time." I rolled my eyes.

"This is a real cowboy hat though and I've never seen you in boots. It's cute," He pulled me to straddle him, "but if you were wearing nothing but the hat and boots, now that would be fucking sexy."

He sucked my bottom lip into his mouth and nibbled on it. Paul was very good at sex. The things he does to me, the way he makes me feel should honestly be illegal, in fact it might be illegal in some countries. None of my book boyfriends held a candle to my man.

"We're going to have to go to our house if we start this because I'm not stopping this time." I nodded and started gathering my things. Paul grabbed my carry on and my suitcase to take downstairs while I gathered my purse. We told my parents bye and I promised to let them know when I was taking off and landing.

We made it to the house in no time. I was going to get out but Paul pulled me over to him and started kissing me. I moaned and kissed him back just as passionately.

"Since I couldn't convince you to stay, " He traced my nipple with his tongue through my shirt, "I'm gonna fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk without a reminder of me."

With wolf speed he had us out of the truck and on the porch laying on the daybed. After peeling off my clothes he leaned back and raked his eyes up and down my body. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and snapped a picture of me.

"You're fucking gorgeous Isabella." He grabbed my ankle and kissed it. In fact, he kissed every fucking inch of me until he got to my pussy, groaning as he inhaled my scent. He started licking me with wolf speed, sucking my clit, teasing my entrance with his fingers. One thing about Paul, he loved eating me out and he knew exactly how to do it.

I was a mess of moans. Scratch that, I was screaming and I didn't care who heard me and Paul being the cocky bastard he is, loved every second of it. He started to tease the puckered hole at the back and I tensed. He pulled his head away from me and cocked his eyebrow concerned, "Are you okay? We don't have to do that."

"I'm fine. I trust you, just a little nervous honestly. Not to stroke your already ginormous ego but you're huge and that hole is small. I don't know how it's going to fit."

He smirked and kissed my clit, "Just trust me."

He went back to fucking me with his tongue and teasing my back entrance. After lubing up I felt the tip of his finger start to slip in and I tried to relax as much as possible. He continued licking my clit as he worked his finger in. It burned and was uncomfortable but soon those feelings faded and he was pumping them in and out of me.

"Paul I'm gonna-," I cut myself off moaning because he sucked my clit into his mouth. He started pumping and sucking faster and I screamed as I came.

"I need to be inside you."

It was like coming home when he slid into my slick entrance. It was so wet and sticky you could hear every thrust. Paul slipped a pillow under my butt to tilt my hips upward, hitting a whole new spot.

"You look so fucking sexy like this," he hissed wrapping his hand around my neck squeezing lightly, "I love fucking your tight little box. It's so wet Isabella." He thrust deeper, "So tight."

I was so turned on I couldn't think straight. Paul's dirty talk always did something to me.

"Tell me it's mine."

"It's yours! Oh God, it's yours." I screamed, tears leaking out of my eyes. He was rubbing my clit now and he still had a finger in my ass.

"Fuck. Cum for me baby. Milk my dick." And I let go. I gushed all over him soaking the daybed, and both of us. Paul pulled out of me and flipped me over, "I'm not done with you yet."

Before I realized what was happening he was licking me from front to back, mostly focusing on the back. He brought me to the verge of cumming then stopped to squirt lube between the globes of my ass. He positioned himself and slowly started to push in.

It was painful to say the least but the heat from his abnormal body temperature helped to soothe it. Paul was bigger than your average male and I was tiny compared to him.

"You're doing so good, baby. Taking me so well." He crooned, kissing my neck, "I'm not going to give you all of it this ti-"

"No," I gasped, "I want it all. Please."

"Bella are you sure?" He asked.

"Yes please." I pleaded.

The pain was subsiding with pleasure taking over. He started thrusting slowly. It was a completely different sensation. I felt full but so fucking good. I was a blubbering mess.

"More." I moaned. Paul buried himself to the hilt and sat there for a second before pulling out and thrusting all the way back in. He reached and grabbed the vibrator and turned it on. He put it on my clit and I cried out.

"I'm not going to last much longer sweetheart." He panted, "Can you cum for me again? Please?"

I nodded in response, not able to speak. I would do just about anything for him right now. He picked up his pace and turned the vibrator on the highest setting.

"Oh god Paul, oh my god. I can't take anymore." I cried.

Paul roared as we both came and slipped out of me. He rolled us to lay on the dry side of the day bed pulling me on top of him.

"I should leave town more often. You give the best goodbyes." I teased, causing him to growl playfully and smack my ass.

A/N: I am so sorry it took me so long to update. The last month and a half has been crazy. I'm working on a couple chapters that I can post at the same time. I'm going to be going through chapters and proofreading and maybe adding some stuff. I will try not to go that long without updating again.