AN: So judging by the reviews I got, you're all happy to see this story back in action. Thanks guys.

Oh my, I think every review I got for last chapter made me grin, some made me laugh too and I felt all warm and fuzzy inside.

Listening to: Anya Marina – Cut It Out

I'm in love with her music lately.

Disclaimer: I do not, in any way, own Twilight. All characters mentioned in the Twilight series belong to the lovely Stephenie Meyer. Any other recognizable publications, people and locations belong to their respective owners. I merely own the words, Courtney and Rick. No profit is made from this story, this is only a creative outlet for me.

Eddie gets his cherry popped ( or is it, 'banana peeled'?)

Just sayin'

Please do not read if you're not of legal age. I've already had to go 'momma bear' on someone and I'm not even a mother XD

You know who you are, and if you're reading this...there's really nothing more that I can do than what I've already done.

NSFW

Happy New Year!

BPOV

"Bella?" Rose's voice pulled me out of my daydream as I stared mindlessly out of the window.

"Hmm?" I hummed, stilling my hands from drumming on the boardroom table.

She nudged me, "How do you feel about the new ad campaign?"

Uh...shit. I hadn't been paying attention to a word they'd said. I glanced at the presentation board at the front of the room, desperately seeking some sort of hint as to what they were proposing. I saw pink Hibiscus flowers and a white sand beach.

"You were thinking a beach theme for bikini's? My, how original," I deadpanned.

Steve's face visibly fell with my disapproval. Well, they asked for my opinion.

Rose hummed in agreement next to me, "I agree, we need something...new, fresh. Let's think about what women typically do in their bikini's."

I had a minor brainwave, or it could've just be some sort of aneurysm. "Why should women be limited to certain things just because they're in their bikinis?" Rose's eyes lit up as she understood where I was going with this. "I say we shoot a few models doing certain things that show their confidence in their bodies. Directing traffic, walking around shopping centers-"

"Strip shows," Steve interjected with a leer in my direction.

I pointed my index finger at him, a scowl on my face. "I'm not dancing around a pole,"

There was a slight groan and Rose laughed silently next to me. "Come on, guys, this isn't an ad for Playboy. I actually love your idea, Bella. Who says that models don't have brains?"

Brad obviously didn't understand that it was a rhetorical question and raised his hand. Rose growled. "Brad, we all know you'd have a 'problem' if there wasn't models like Bella here." she smiled sweetly at him as she cocked her head to the side. "Because, who else would you jerk your gherkin to every night?"

He flushed and even the bald patch on his head changed to a reddish color.

I high-fived Rose under the table and then started collecting my things. It was almost five o'clock already and my date with Edward was at seven which left Carmen and Chelsea enough time to get me ready.

"Right, guys," Rose clapped her hands together. "You have the rest of this week to think up some suggestions for the shoot.

Rose and I left at the same time, "So, B, what has you all spaced out today? Is it some post coital haze you're in? Damn, Pretty boy must be more talented than I imagined,"

I laughed and thanked the man holding the door open for us, "No, actually, if you must know we haven't slept together yet," her jaw dropped but I continued. "but he is taking me out to dinner tonight..."

"Am I being punk'd? You haven't slept with him yet?!"

My eyes grew wide, "Rose," I whispered furiously. "Shut up,"

She glanced around and grimaced when she saw the stares, "Sorry, I'm still getting use to the whole 'no privacy' thing,"

I sighed, "I'm still not used to it, at first I just thought Courtney had stalkerish tendencies but then I remembered my life is basically a show for all to see,"

Rose sighed too and put her arm around my shoulder, "Well, at least you're publicity isn't so bad anymore, because I was considering letting you go a while back..."

I pretended to act offended, but I knew she was joking. I ducked under her arm. "Bish, I'd fire you first,"

She laughed, "You could try although you'd have to hire another 'Rosalie' straight away, seeing as it is called 'Rosalie's Secret',"

Darn it, she had me there. "Yeah...well..." I looked around. "Oh, look there's...something," I pointed to a random place behind her and as she turned, I made my escape.

"I'll get you, Swan," I heard her call after me. "And your pretty boy too,"

I laughed and climbed into the BMW , cranking up the volume on the stereo as I drove away. Although James usually insisted on driving me everywhere I went, it was nice to get behind the wheel sometimes. I guess it made me feel like I was in control of some aspect of my life.

The melodic croons of 'You Were The Last High' by The Dandy Warhols filled the car and I could feel myself start to unwind until I heard "...And I have known love like a whore, from at least ten thousand more..." and I started to think about the situation between Edward and I.

Obviously, I wanted nothing more then for tonight's date to end off with a romp in the sheets, but this was his first time...and although he says he loves me...and my god, how I love him...what if it – no, scratch that – what if I didn't live up to his expectations and he was disappointed? God knows my first time was anything but romantic.

Two words.

Jack Rabbit.

'Nuff said.

I sighed and shook my head, trying to clear up my thoughts.

Get a hold of yourself, Bella. I chanted to myself and gripped the steering wheel slightly tighter. Live in the moment.

I climbed out the car once I had reached my apartment building and was immediately whisked away to my bedroom by Chelsea and Carmen.

"You're really cutting it close, Bella," Carmen chided, her British accent flourishing her words.

"Yeah, we need to make you look beautifuler than ever before!" Chelsea added dramatically throwing her hands up the air and cackling like a mad thing.

"Well, I have full faith in you, ladies," and with that, I handed over my body to them to dress and make up.

Carmen has buried herself somewhere in my closet trying to find the perfect outfit while Chelsea brushed, pinched, glossed, bronzed, and did who knows what else to me. I know that I am more than capable of doing this all myself but it's just so much nicer having it done for you.

Shit, these curlers hurt, my head looked ten times bigger than it was due to the size of them. Honestly, the things women do for beauty...it's mind-blowing. Injecting poison into your skin, waxing down there...wearing heels.

I groaned out loud as I saw the death traps Carmen picked out, traffic-stopping red and high! The dress she chose was a simple, ended just before the knee, strapless and black. Underneath it I wore a strapless black lace bra with a clasp in the front, I hadn't even considered that it would be easier for him to undo until Carmen pointed it out.

They both stood back and gave me a once over with their eyes. "Well, I must say Chelsea, this is our best work yet,"

I grinned and hugged them both, "Thank you!"

There was two loud knocks on my bedroom door, "Miss Swan, Mr Cullen is here,"

"Coming!" I gave them one last hug and then quickly headed to the front door. I wondered why he didn't simply come inside...

My god, he looked gorgeous. He's wearing black pants, a white dress shirt and an open black blazer.

I think I just drooled at the sight of the top two buttons of his shirt left open.

His lopsided grin was infectious.

"You look so beautiful," he murmured as he leaned down to kiss my lips chastely.

I wasn't having that, instead I threw my arms around his neck and kept him there. Kissing him like my life depended on it. It felt like weeks...months since I had last been in his arms.

When I finally broke away his eyes were glazed and his mouth was slightly agape. "Whoa, I don't know if I'm gonna make it through dinner,"

I giggled and took his hand as he lead me downstairs where his car was waiting.

"I hope you don't mind if we go someplace small," he started as we sat in the back seat of the Mercedes. "I don't feel like sharing you tonight,"

Oh, good point. In my Edward-induced haze I forgot about the fans coming up to us in restaurants.

"Good idea," I agreed, squeezing his hand. I looked down at our interlocked fingers and smiled to myself, thinking how right it felt.

We pulled in in front of a small restaurant building entitled Tony's.

Hmm, Italian. My favorite. My stomach rumbled in agreement.

"Wait here," Edward murmured, climbing out the car and walking over to my side. He opened the door.

"I'm glad to see chivalry isn't dead," I commented as he took my hand again.

Tony's was a small restaurant and I felt a little overdressed, the walls were clad in dark wood and the table clothes were red plaid.

Okay, so I guess you can't have privacy and fine dining at the same time. God, I was a selfish bitch.

Edward chuckled at my expression, "Bella, we're not eating here,"

I felt my body sag a little as the air left my lungs in a sigh of relief, "Sorry, I must look like a complete snob,"

"Edward!" a short, balding man with a red-ish coloured skin greeted him. He stopped when he saw me, "My, my, my, you must be the beautiful Bella," my name rolled off his tongue in a perfect Italian accent.

I gave him my best smile, "Hi,"

"Bella, this is Tony," Edward introduced us. "Tony this is my beautiful girlfriend,"

Tony took my free hand and brought it to his lips, "It's a pleasure to meet you,"

"Likewise," I replied politely.

"Alright, old man," Edward started. Hmm, they must be good friends. "Show us the way,"

Tony laughed loudly and led us through the back doors until we were outside.

Under the stars, illuminated by candlelight was a table for two with a cream linen table cloth and a small vase containing a single red rose for decoration.

"Wow," was all I could manage.

Edward grinned, kissed my cheek and then turned to Tony. "Thank you,"

Tony flushed with pride and left us alone.

"Edward this is amazing," I commented as he pulled my chair out for me and tucked me back into the table.

"I wanted it to be romantic," he explained after he took his seat across from me. I placed my hand face-up on the table and he linked our fingers once more.

-x-x-x-

Dinner was lovely. Edward and I both ordered the mushroom ravioli and really got to know each other a little more. He told me about his music and that he was hoping to write some new material.

"I don't think I'll have a problem," he'd said. "especially now since I've got my muse back,"

I flushed with pleasure and took a bite of the delicious tiramisu in front of me that I ordered for dessert. Edward got the vanilla ice cream and was now eating it from an extremely lucky spoon.

EPOV

By the time we finished our dessert and headed to the car, I was a bundle of nerves. I looked over to the beautiful girl next to me and she had her bottom lip between her teeth. A habit she'd had since high school.

Thinking of high school made me wonder where we'd be now if I hadn't been so messed up back then and had been able to talk to her. Would we be nothing more than a distant memory? Or would we be married with kids already?

BPOV (should you not wish to read the lemon, stop here.)

"So," Edward began, breaking the silence as we sat in the back of the car. "Do you want to come back to my place?"

I figured a joke would probably crack the tension.

I faked a yawn, "I dunno, I'm pretty tired,"

His face fell, "Oh, well, okay then, some other time,"

I traced his jaw line with my finger, before lightly tapping his cheek with my hand. "I'm only kidding, silly,"

He laughed and leaned down to press his lips to mine. The action caught me by surprise and he took advantage of my open mouth, slipping his tongue into my mouth. I moaned in reaction, he tasted like vanilla.

After a long moment of intense making out, the more responsible part of my brain reminded me that we were still in the backseat of his car and we weren't alone. His driver was now looking anywhere but at the rear view mirror.

Edward's mouth trailed down my neck to my shoulder, then collar bone.

Ah. Screw it.

I pulled his mouth back to mine, earning a very pleased moan from Edward as his hand sneaked up from it's place on my knee. Now holding onto my hip.

Some part of me felt the car come to a halt but the driver didn't say anything, probably unsure of how to break us apart.

I placed two chaste kisses on Edward's lips and pulled away, my chest heaving and my breathing was embarrassingly loud.

I watched as Edward realized where we were and quickly climbed out the car, walking around to hold my door open for me again.

"Thank you," I said to the driver and Edward.

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"Would you like some coffee?" Edward asked, running a hand through the hair I was tugging just a brief moment ago.

I smirked and walked towards him, slow and determined. "Screw the coffee. I. Want. You."

His Adam's apple bobbed in his throat and I watched as his green eyes grew impossibly darker.

"Do you want to do this tonight?" I asked, needing reassurance. "because, I can wait if you're not ready."

His arms wrapped around me and I gasped at the feeling of his erection pressed against me. "I'm done waiting,"

I pressed myself against him, causing a deliciously painful friction. "I can feel that,"

Wrapping your legs around someone while wearing a dress as tight as this one was not an easy feat, but somehow in my Edward-induced lust haze I managed to do it.

His hands gripped my ass as he walked us to his bedroom, his lips never leaving mine. I ground myself against him, desperate for some sort of release. I had never been this aroused in my life.

I pried my hands from his hair and loosened my legs so that I slid down his body, making sure to graze his length. He hissed and I pulled his blazer off, tossing it somewhere on the floor.

My fingers deftly unbuttoned his shirt and then tossed it to the same place as the blazer. As my fingers trailed down the chest of the most perfect creature ever created, his fingers tugged down the zipper of my dress and trailed down the exposed skin it left in it's path.

He let it fall down and pool at my feet and I stepped out of it and toed off my heels. Leaving me in the black bra and lace panties.

I dropped to my knees in front of him, smiling with satisfaction and lust as I saw the prominent bulge in his pants. I dragged down the teeth of his zipper, the sound mixing with our panting.

Edward Cullen was the last man I expected to be going commando.

I hastily pulled down his jeans and was met with a cock so great, it must have been the work of gods. If I ever met his real parents, I'd kiss them both for creating such a man. He stepped out of his pants and gazed down at me with dark eyes.

I looked up at him through my eyelashes as I slowly parted my mouth wider and wider until I could fit him inside me. My hand gripped his shaft firmly as I brought it to my lips and into my mouth.

A girl with no gag reflex was hard to come by and I really couldn't be more grateful that I was one of those girls as I managed to nearly fit him entirely in my mouth. I sheathed my teeth with my lips and sucked. Hard.

His hands gripped my hair, "Jesus Christ, Bella,"

I hummed around him and slowly bobbed my head, reaching up to massage his balls.

I looked up at his face distorted with pleasure as his eyes rolled back into his head a little.

Deciding to tease him, I pulled back slowly until he was out my mouth and then pushed his shoulders back so that he fell onto the bed. I crawled up on top of him, making sure that my ass stuck out just enough before wrapping my lips around him once more.

"Bella...ungh." he groaned and thrust his hips upward. "I don't want to come in your mouth,"

Well, that was one I'd never heard. I hummed in contemplation before sucking my lips together as I released him.

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and looked at him, confused. "Why did you stop me?"

"I want to be inside you," he growled, grabbing my waist and rolling me over so that I was on my back and he was panting above me, his weight supported by his arms on either side of my head.

Well, goodbye mister shy-ward.

He rose to his knees over me and slipped his hands around my back, fingers searching for the clasp of my bra.

I grinned and grabbed his forearms, "The clasp is in the front,"

He laughed, a combination of relief and need all at the same time. He unclasped it easily enough. "Thank you," he then pulled away the cups revealing my breasts. "Oh, god, thank you,"

I grabbed his hand, guiding it until it cupped my breast. "Touch me, Edward," I pleaded. My voice nothing more than a breathy pant. "I'm yours,"

He growled and began kneading my breasts making me writhe beneath him.

When it all became too much, I stopped him, meeting his confused gaze. "Did I do something wrong?"

I smirked and reached down, hooking my thumbs through my panties. "I want you inside me,"

Edward's eyes never left mine as he replaced my thumbs with his own, dragging the black lace tortuously slow down my legs until he pulled them all the way off.

"Edward," I begged. My need making my thoughts hazy.

He inhaled sharply when I felt the tip of his cock at my entrance, making me gasp. I could already tell that this was going to be amazing considering how worked up I was.

My legs wrapped around his waist, coaxing him to get the fuck inside me already. Suddenly I felt full as he thrust inside me, a sharp jolt of pleasure making me cry out.

"So, tight...god, Bella, I love you," his voice was mumbled with his pleasure.

"I love..." I panted. "you too,"

I watched his face as he continued to thrust himself into me, lips parted, pupil's dilated, panting. My god, he was gorgeous.

Moans, groans, pants and the sound of skin against skin was the soundtrack played in the room. I released his sheets from under my hands and grabbed his face, pulling him down for a searing kiss before nipping at his ear lobe.

He growled and picked up the pace, "Fuck, Bella,"

I could feel the familiar sensation tightening in my stomach, clenching all my muscles in anticipation for the final release. And then it happened. The white hot heat flashed through me as I came hard around him. His name being screamed from my lips in my moment of ecstasy.

It didn't take him long as my walls clenched around his length for him to find his release, his mouth forming an attractive 'O' after he snarled out my name as he released himself into me. The feeling was divine.

Edward collapsed on top of me, head nestled in between my breasts and legs tangled with mine. We were both sweaty, jello-like messes entangled with each other. Panting in rhythm to the others too fast heartbeat.

Slowly, he pulled himself out of me and I whimpered pathetically at the loss, causing him to still.

"Did I hurt you?" he asked, confused by my objection.

I did a laugh-pant combo, "Don't be ridiculous, that was..." I took a deep breath and spoke with an awed sincerity. "by far the most amazing thing I've ever experienced in my life,"

He rolled onto the bed, so that he was lying next to me. Propped up with his elbow. I watched the proud grin spread across his face, "Really?"

"Really." I assured him, leaning over to kiss him again.

"Well...in that case..." he murmured against my lips as he started to roll back on top of me.

"Again?" I giggled as my heartbeat spiked again.

"Again." he grinned and re-assumed his previous position at my entrance.

AN: Why do I get the feeling I've created a monster?

This chapter was a doozie to write, hence the delay. Well, I guess you're used to them by now when it comes to me *frowns at self*

Longest bloody lemon I've ever written.

Can you say over 1000 words?

I think I deserve your forgiveness now.

Phew. I'm tired.

Did you find it too long? 'cause I used to write them really rushed & short, I personally think I'm getting better. Not trying to be vain, people.

How many of you would be interested in a Charmed/Twilight crossover?

Where Bella's a witch and Edward is a...something.

Review, please.