Chapter 5: Birthday Seduction

3 Months Later

I woke up to the tingling sensation of fingertips stroking down my spine. I shivered at the touch, clutching the bed sheet tighter in my hands as I burrowed deeper into the mattress. I knew in that subconscious, instinctive way that it was too early to be awake, and I have no intention of getting up any earlier than necessary.

My boyfriend had other intentions.

I trembled again as Edward's warm fingers ran back up my back, teasing what he knew was of my most sensitive spots.

"Edward…" I moaned, half in pleasure and half in irritation. Against my will I was rapidly waking up, even though I would much rather stay asleep. But as his hand trailed along my back for the third time, once again sending electric shock of pleasure through me, I had to admit it was awfully nice to wake up to happiness such as this.

"Time to wake up, Bella," Edward crooned softly, his warm body moving closer to mine so that his lips could start lightly brushing along my neck.

"It's too early," I protested, my voice muffled by my pillow. Edward chuckled.

"But I want you to," he replied, his mouth moving from my neck to softly nibbled on my ear. "It's my birthday. You have to do what I want," he whispered. I couldn't help but smile at the childlike wanting in his voice. Sighing, I twisted and rolled so that I lay on my side facing him. Edward's bright green eyes stared back at me.

"Good morning baby," he said, grinning as his hand reached across the bed to stroke my cheek. I grinned back.

"Morning birthday boy," I answered, leaning forward to press my lips against his. Edward eagerly responded to my kiss, tugging my body flush against his our as mouths moved together. I whimpered at the fiery pleasure as our tongues touched, tangling my hands in his hair.

I would never get used to this. And I didn't want to. I loved how no matter how many times he touched me, I always got the same thrill. How we would make out until we were both gasping for breath, panting as we leaned against each other.

"You always taste so good," Edward groaned when we broke apart, his hands gripping my hips as his thumbs swirled patterns on the bare skin above my sleep shorts.

"So do you," I replied. Edward grinned.

"Is that true, or are you just telling me what I want to hear?" he asked jokingly. I rolled my eyes. Edward loved teasing compliments out of me. He still used the same sexual jokes and suggestive comments as he had four months ago when we had first slept together.

"What do you think?" I retorted, shifting my hands from his hair so that I could run my fingers across his face. I loved feeling his sharp cheekbones beneath my palms, and I loved the little half smile it always brought to his face.

"I think that you were wrong about me being a birthday boy," Edward said, his eyes sparkling mischievously. He rolled his hips forward against my thighs, his hard erection pressing against me through his boxers. "Does that feel like a boy's cock Bella?" he asked huskily. I laughed. So much for being one year older and gaining some maturity.

"No, it doesn't," I answered with a smile.

"Good. Because I am a man. A really turned on man that wants to have sex with his hot girlfriend." He murmured in reply, his mouth once again claiming mine. At the same time his hands slid upward under my shirt, skimming along my belly and up to my breasts. I couldn't help but moan, my body ready to melt into his touch. However, my brain had other ideas.

"Edward, what are you doing?" I mumbled against his lips.

"I just told you Bella," he answered, this thumbs brushing over my nipples and making me arch.

"But that's against the rules…" I protested with a groan. God, I really wanted to just let him keep going with this, but…

"We said no sex in the morning before work. You promised. After what happened last time…" I gasped, squirming as he massaged my sensitive flesh. It had taken us less than a week to realise we needed to set some ground rules on sex if we wanted to keep our jobs. The rest of our unit were okay with us dating—once they got over the shock—but it came with strings attached. There was to be no PDA near them, and definitely nothing while we were at work. That left us only mornings and nights for kissing and sex and other wonderful activities. But then there had been that one morning when we got carried away and rocked up late, our guilty expressions telling everyone what had just been doing.

That had led to the rule about no sex before work. To help us keep to the rule we had also said no sleeping naked, so there was less temptation in the morning. Not that that was helping much. Edward slept shirtless, and my tank top and shorts were hardly conservative.

"But it's my birthday. The rules don't count. I woke you up early specifically so we could do this," Edward whispered, his mouth moving down to my neck and pressing hot, open mouthed kissed against my skin. I whimpered.

"You're so bad," I muttered, even as I helped Edward tug my top over my head. He grinned.

"I know. But it's so worth it," he replied, rolling us so that his body was pressing mine into the mattress. And as Edward's lips once again met my own, all thoughts of stopping completely disappeared.

There was only ecstasy.

Holding hands with Edward as we walked down the street to work, I still couldn't quite believe he was my boyfriend. Us having sex together for the first time had been almost been an accident, and now look where we were. Never spending a night apart, sleeping over each other's houses and sneaking kisses wherever we could. It was heavenly. The loneliness from before was gone and in its place was pure joy.

Edward was doing even better than I'd thought he would giving up his playboy lifestyle. I mean, we still had sex. A lot. But there were just as many nights spent curling up watching movie than there was making love. And he thrived on it. It was crazy to think sleeping with so many women had made him lonely, but it had. But now he wasn't. Now, we had each other.

"So, I know I already got a present of the sexual kind this morning, but do I get any other presents?" Edward asked, his voice filled with curiosity. I laughed.

"Are you sure you're turning 27 today? Because you sound like a stupid horny teenager when you talk like that," I joked, elbowing his side. Edward scowled, and then quickly lunged for me in retaliation. I was expecting the movement and dodged just in time, throwing myself into a run down the sidewalk. Heavy footsteps resounded behind me as Edward chased me, hot on my heels.

He loved to do this. Joke with me until I teased him back, the humorous sparring leading to light hearted wrestling and chasing. I'd lost count of how many times I'd been pinned to the couch as he tickled me, the playfulness often turning into something more. It was one of Edward's favourite things to do, so I had baited him on purpose. But I didn't have to purposefully let him catch me. He did that all on his own, his larger strides quickly allowing him to grab hold of my waist as we reached the corner of the block. I giggled as he wrapped an arm around my middle and pulled me close.

"Now who's the bad one?" he murmured in my ear, turning me to face him. I laughed again and then tilted my head up so that he could kiss me, sighing with happiness as his mouth sweetly moved against mine. When we parted we spent a moment just staring at each other, my brown eyes locked with his green ones.

"I'm really glad I get to spend my birthday with you Bella," he said quietly, cupping my face in his hands. I smiled, giving him a light peck on the lips.

"So am I," I replied. "And you do get presents. Tonight," I continued.

"I have to wait?" he asked, linking hands with me again as we continued walking

"Well, you could have had them this morning, but you had other plans…" I said with a grin.

"Alright. Do I at least get a hint?" Edward questioned.

"Yes. You'll get one of them during the day. And it's something you've been wanting for a while," I answered. He frowned, looking puzzled.

"But I don't remember telling you anything?" he replied with bewilderment. I laughed, leaning into his side as we started to approach our police headquarters.

"I'll give you another clue then," I said, letting go of his hand as we headed up the stairs to the main entry.

"It starts with 'work' and ends with 'sex'."

Edward's mixed expression of shock and anticipation when I revealed what I was planning stayed in my head all morning. It wasn't one of our official rules to not have sex at work, but after we had been caught by Jasper last time, just 2 minutes after we pulled our clothes back on, we decided it was too risky. But though sex at home was still amazing, there was a certain allure to having sex when you weren't supposed to. That was the only thing we missed from before we had gotten together. The danger, mystery, and adrenaline.

Today I was going to bring that back.

Over the next three hours Edward continued to throw me expectant glances across the office. I had told him what was coming, but not when. Apparently, he expected me to just walk over to his desk and drag him into a supply closet for a quickie. Well, that wasn't going to happen. We had to be subtle. Go someplace where there was a low chance of being caught.

I knew the perfect spot.

I was relieved when training finally came around and I could change into my workout clothes. With the time for Edward and I's secret rendezvous coming closer, I had lots of excess energy to burn. Thankfully, the workout session passed quickly. Since we had announced we were dating, Edward and I had stopped pairing up at training so that we wouldn't get so distracted. But even though I working with Tyler instead, I couldn't stop glancing around for Edward.

Thinking about sex all morning had me itching for his touch. Now.

I sighed in relief when Emmett called our exercise session to an end. As a mob we grabbed out stuff and headed for the showers, all of us hot and sweaty. I made myself walk slower so that I was close to Edward when we got the showers, one door leading to the men's change room and the other to the women's. Instead of disappearing into the female showers right away, I lingered in the doorway and caught Edward's eye.

I crooked a finger at him, beckoning him over. He raised his eyebrows at me, a silent question. I nodded in return.

It was time.

Now, everything was up to Edward. He needed to sneak away from the group if we were going to do this. I pushed my way into the women's showers and paused right near the door, listening to see if he was coming. For a few seconds all I could hear was the usual rowdy chatter as the men crowded into their own change rooms. Then, I heard the voice I was waiting for.

"Damn, I left my shirt in the gym. I'll be back in a sec." A smooth and deep voice said from the other side of the wall. A voice I would recognise anywhere. Then, I heard footsteps heading away. Soon after, the rest of the men disappeared and everything fell silent. I waited with bated breath, listening hard for any sign of Edward's return. And just when I was about to give up, the door suddenly flew open.

Edward rushed in like a man starved for air, quickly grabbing hold of me and crushing his mouth against mine. I groaned, locking my arms around his neck and tugging him closer.

Finally. We had had sex just this morning, but I was already filled with a desperate desire for him. And if the furious movement of his lips was any indication, he wanted me just as badly. We didn't stop kissing until we had no choice but to break apart for air, clinging to each other as we panted.

"You're - the - best - girlfriend - ever," Edward gasped, kissing me softly for every word that he spoke. I giggled in response.

"I'm glad you're happy," I answered with a grin. "Now did you want to take my clothes off, or should I?" I asked. Edward grinned back.

"You know I like to do it," he replied, kissing me again. As he did I unhooked my arms from his neck and took hold of his hands, pulling us both deeper into the change room. Thankfully I knew the layout pretty well, and could walk us both backwards into the nearest shower cubicle without crashing into any walls. Then I let myself get lost in his touch, moaning when pressed me hard against the wall as he devoured my mouth.

It was hard to believe it was Edward's birthday when I was getting just as spoiled.

We stopped kissing so that Edward could tug my sports bra up over my head—he was getting really good at that now—before he immediately bent down and took one of my nipples into his mouth. I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders as he licked and teased my pink flesh. His clever fingers swirled and drew patterns on my other breast, sending a flood of electricity through my body and making wetness pool in my centre. When his teeth lightly grazed my skin, I gasped.

"Edward," I moaned, leaning heavily against the wall at my back, the only thing keeping me upright. Fuck, how was he so good at this? And why did it feel so amazing every damn time? My whole body was wracked with tremors as his mouth moved slowly down my front, his hands looping under the waist band of my shorts. I twitched as his tongue circled around my belly button, and shivered a second time when his lips reached my panty line. He was so close. So close to where I needed him most. He bent over to skim both my underwear and shorts down my legs, leaving me naked before him.

Then I did the unthinkable.

"Edward, stop!" I exclaimed, his hand on my thigh pausing before it could reach my wet core. He glanced up at me surprise.

"Bella? What's wrong?" he asked, rising so that his palms could cup my face. His voice was packed with concern.

"Nothing. You're amazing. But it's your birthday. I want to make you feel good first," I whispered breathlessly, stepping up on my tippy-toes to press my lips to his. Then we were switching rules, and I was the one trailing my hands down his body. I ran my fingers over his broad shoulders, his muscled arms. I kissed my way down his chest, swirling my tongue over his smooth skin. Then finally I was dropping to my knees before him and pulling his pants down to his ankles, freeing his hard cock.

I didn't hesitate before gripping his member with both hands, making him hiss and lean back against the shower wall behind him. I ran my hands up and down his erection, swiping my thumb over his head and making him jerk a second time. Edward groaned, looking down at me with eyes full of need. That was all the encouragement I needed before leaning forward and taking his cock into my mouth.

"Fuck, Bella," Edward cursed as I swirled my tongue around the tip of his member. I kept one hand gripping his base I slowly sucked him in deeper, starting to move back and forth. I could feel him trembling slightly as I got into a rhythm, moving my hand and mouth in time as I took deep, even breaths. Soon Edward's hands reached down to tangle in my hair, guiding me in the pace he wanted.

"Yes. That's it," he groaned as I hollowed my cheeks and sucked harder. When I lightly grazed his cock with my teeth—which I knew he loved—he started to twitch in my mouth.

"Oooh fuck," he whispered, tightening his grip on my head as I moved faster. I felt him growing more tense and stiff with every pass, so I started alternating my tongue movement with teeth, bringing him higher. It took just a few more well planned licks of my tongue against his most sensitive spots before he was exploding, crying out as he climaxed. It was something I loved to watch, his usually perfect control shattering. It was exhilarating to know I could bring him as much pleasure as he brought me.

I didn't stop moving as he began to still, continuing my movements to help him calm down. Slowly his grip on my hair relaxed, and then his hands were under my arms and helping me up off the floor.

"That was amazing," he groaned, kissing me. Then he grinned. "But now it's my turn to play with you," he continued. I smiled, giving him a kiss in return.

"Yes please. But first…" I replied, pulling back slightly so that I could turn the shower tap behind me. Immediately a stream of warm water spilled over our heads, making us both gasp and sigh. In an instant we were crushing our lips together, the combination of water pounding on my back and Edward's tongue in my mouth making me shiver as we kissed. Edward's hands easily skimmed up and down my wet sides, the water making everything hot and slick. When he turned us so that I was the one pressed against the wall instead of him, I gasped at the coolness of the tiles against my chest. My nipples immediately hardened into peaks, despite the warm steam rising around us. At my back Edward's body was hot, his cock once hard and erect as it pressed into my ass. How he managed to recover so quickly, I had no idea.

But all thoughts and questions flew out of my head a second later when Edward's right hand moved forward to stroke my stomach. He traced a few tantalising swirls as his fingers drifted lower, before dipping down to glide his hand through my wetness and cup my sex. I whimpered with need as his thumb lightly grazed my clit, before he pushed one digit inside. My inner walls fluttered in response, and my hands scrabbled against the wall, desperate for something to hold on to.

"Edward," I gasped, failing to find anything to grip. Squirming as he started to move in and out of my core, Edward's free hand stopped fondling my breasts and took my palm in his. He braced both our left arms against the wall, his fingers lacing with mine as he added a second finger to his slow thrusts. Letting out a mewling sound, I leaned my forehead against the cold wall to try and quell the fire burning inside of me.

Oh, it was so good. The way he curled his fingers and touched that spot I loved… Damn, he was so good. He was… stopping?

I cried out in disappointment when his fingers pulled out from my wet heat and didn't return, leaving me quivering against the wall. I was about to protest when Edward moved his mouth to the side of my head and whispered in my ear.

"I want to try something," he murmured, the fingers that had been stroking me a second ago taking hold of my free hand. Then he brought our linked hands back down to my crotch.

"I want you to touch yourself, Bella," he whispered, steering my fingers forward so that they hovered just outside my entrance. I jerked in surprise at the movement and his words, my chest constricting as my breaths turned into pants.

"I want to watch. I want to help you make yourself orgasm," he continued, the need in his voice making me tremble. Ever so slowly, I pushed two fingers into my wetness, Edward's hand cupping mine and guiding the movement. Then, we moved out.

"That's it," Edward encouraged as together we fell back into a rhythm. I could hear my heart beating furiously in my ears, matching the roar of the shower as I thrust in and out, the knowledge that Edward was helping me finger myself making everything heightened. I could feel my inner walls expanding and contracting over my own hand, feel my juices with my won fingers. Soon I started rolling my hips in time with my pushes, a movement that made Edward hum in satisfaction. Water was still streaming over our bodies, steam building the mood and filling my lungs. As my climax started building, Edward's thumb started circling my clit again, helping me go higher.

But that was nothing compared the surge of lust I felt when with my next thrust, my two fingers were joined with one of his. I cried out as the three digits stretched my walls, the thought of both of our fingers inside me sending a wracking shiver through my body. When Edward pulled our fingers out and the pushed back in, I swore. My core clenched hard around our joined fingers so that I could feel every inch of them inside of me.

"Oh fuck," I whimpered, my whole being consumed with electric tension and pleasure. God, it was so different like this. Edward's hand pleasuring me was amazing, but when it was both of us… it was earth shattering. It was so sensual, so intimate. Even though it was my hand, Edward was in control. Edward was guiding our fingers in and out of my wetness, filling me up over and over. Then he was curling his finger against my g-spot as he sped up our thrusts, bring me right to the edge. I screamed at the ecstasy, panting as if I had run a marathon. And then I was climaxing, my orgasm shuddering through me and forcing me limp in Edward's hold. I rested my cheek against the wet tiles, trying to soak in the coolness as the burning heat in my belly calmed.

"That was so hot," Edward said quietly into my ear, as he pulled out our fingers. Both of our hands were coated in my wetness, but it was quickly washed away by the shower. Trying to pull myself together, I glanced over my shoulder at Edward. He was watching me with bright eyes, his face beaded with water droplets. His hair was damp and plastered to his forehead in a way that made me itch to touch it.

He was so handsome. So attractive. So desirable. I wanted him.

"Are you ready baby?" he asked, his free arm wrapping around my stomach and pulling my ass flush against his hips. My breaths hitched as I felt his erect cock behind me, knowing that soon he would be buried inside of me. I nodded, twisting once again to face the wall. Edward pulled us both back a step so we had more room to move, steering my hands to brace against the wall in front of me. With my upper body half bent over like this, it would be a better angle for both of us.

Shifting his hands downward, Edward skimmed his fingers along my arms and down my sides as he moved, making me shiver with anticipation. Eventually one of his hands settled on my hip, the other gripping his hardness and sliding it between my thighs. I titled my hips back to give him more access as he rocked his erection through my wet folds, my inner walls clenching in anticipation. Then he was angling his next roll of his hips upwards, his cock pushing inside of me inch by glorious inch. I trembled as stretched me, digging my nails into the wall as I moaned.

"Yes," Edward breathed when he was fully seated. Then he was pulling back out slowly, and thrusting back in, making us both groan. Fuck, sometimes the first few strokes were the best, my inner walls still adjusting and gripping every part of him as he searched for the best angle. For a while Edward alternated with high and low thrusts, alternately grinding against the front and back of my core. Then as we started moving faster, his movements became more erratic and less controlled. The pounding water of the shower made everything slick and wet so that he could easily slam into me, his fingers digging into my hipbones as his balls slapped against my ass.

"Oh Bella," he groaned, starting to swivel his hips as he thrust into me. The extra grinding motion made me whimper, Edward's erection starting to jerk as he approached his orgasm. Sensing I wasn't as close he reached a hand between my thighs to press on my clit, circling the sensitive nub and making me clench around him. With the dual stimulations I soon started quivering, climaxing just seconds after Edward as he twitched inside of me.

"Edward!" I cried as I shattered, ecstasy radiating through me and blasting my senses. Edward's groan of release matched my own cry, both of us panting from the exhilaration. His grip on my hips kept me upright as I trembled, my heart thundering in my chest. Then he was slipping out of me and wrapping an arm around my waist, pulling me flush against his body and back into the spray of the shower. The steaming water woke me up from my blissful daze, and I glanced upwards to see his green eyes watching me. When he caught my gaze he grinned.

"Best birthday day ever," he said, running his hands through my wet hair. Cuddling into his chest and blinking water droplet from my eyelashes, I smiled back.

"Well, you made my birthday pretty memorable. I wanted to do the same for you," I replied.

"Huh. This did all start on your birthday, didn't it? And now the tables have turned. Instead of me seducing you, you're the one seducing me," he replied with a laugh. I raised my eyebrows up at him.

"I don't think I really seduced you that much," I protested. Edward shook his head.

"Yes you did. You are very, very tempting Bella," he murmured huskily, his lips finding mine and giving me a soft kiss. Despite the fact we had just had sex 2 minutes ago, it still sent tingles through my every limb. Glancing up at him when we parted, I smiled.

"I'm really glad we decided to play that game of seduction, Edward," I said quietly, looping my arms around his neck and packing the words with emotion. The thought of what this day could have been like, if not for that one decision, made me cringe. I didn't ever want to lose him. Being with him was too good, too perfect.

Edward grinned down at me, cupping my face in his hands.

"Me too, Bella. Me too."

The End

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