Caught in the Flames

Chapter Forty-Three

Okay, so I'm starting something new. I'm one of those writers that I have to have a ton on my plate or I get bored. I doplan on finishing all of my WIPs, but I wanted to try something different. Anyhow, this will be a drabble-ish fic. My chapters will be a thousand words or less, unless the chapters lend themselves to something longer (i.e., a lemon...). We're also going to be switching back and forth, every five chapters between our two favorite characters, Edward and Bella...

As always, none of this is mine. I'm just the perv who want to make our beloved Twilight characters swear, drink, and go at it like horny rabbits. This story will be a combination of love, suspense, some violence and steamy, sweaty sex.

On with it!

Chapter Forty-Three

BPOV

We arrived back at my brownstone shortly before midnight. Edward was extremely affectionate the entire cab ride home. His hands never left my skin and he was constantly kissing and nuzzling me. It was different than I was used to, but I adored it all the same. Inside of my home, I made some decaf coffee. Edward removed his suit coat, laying it on one of the chairs in my kitchen. While I was cutting the cheesecake, Edward was watching me with rapt attention. He was probably drooling with his eyes trained on the damn cake.

"You are too much, Edward," I giggled, giving him a big piece. "And you're taking the rest home."

"Fine by me. Breakfast, lunch and dinner tomorrow," he said gleefully, inhaling a large bite. "Speaking of which...every Sunday, my family has dinner together. When I'm not working, I go over there. If you'd like, would you like to join me?"

"You're not working on Sunday?" I asked.

"Nope. I'm on Monday and Thursday this week, plus an evening shift at Clear Waters on Wednesday," he replied. "Seth had cut back on his hours due to the new baby."

"She's adorable," I smiled. "All chubby and sweet."

"So, being around babies doesn't bother you?" Edward asked, his face flushing.

"Not as much as you think," I shrugged, sitting down next to him. "I may never be a mother in the traditional sense, giving birth and such, but if I'm blessed to have a child, I will love them all of the same, just like my sweet baby girl."

"You can't ever get pregnant?" Edward questioned.

"I don't know. I never thought about it. The doctors said that my body was battered so badly that I may never be able to carry a baby to term, if I got pregnant. Ever since the attack, my periods have been non-existent. If I do have one, it's spotty. They almost had to perform a hysterectomy, but didn't once they got the bleeding under control," I sighed.

"I'm so sorry that you had to endure that," Edward said, pushing his half-eaten cake away. He pulled me into his arms and kissed my neck. I snuggled against him, closing my eyes for a few moments. Edward got up from his seat and led me toward the living room. Sitting down on my couch, he pulled me onto his lap. He held me tightly, his hands gliding along my back and through my hair. "When the time comes, you will be an amazing mom."

"Thank you," I murmured against his shoulder. "And I'd love to come over for dinner. Is it not too soon? I mean, we just decided to be 'exclusive.'"

"I wanted to drag you to my parent's house the day we went to the Billy Goat," Edward smirked. "We probably would have had a better time than at Clear Waters." He grimaced. "Fucking Frank."

"Well, fucking Frank got me to realize that I need help," I said, brushing his soft hair away from his eyes. "I was existing and living in fear. Now? I'm living. I've got a ways to go, but I'm getting better."

"I'm glad you're getting better. I'm seeing it every day that I'm with you. You smile more. You laugh. You aren't as guarded. There's a twinkle in your eyes," Edward said, kissing my lips softly. "You're so beautiful, baby." I whimpered as he deepened our kiss, pulling me fully over his lap. My skirt was hiked up so I could straddle his legs. His hands were on my back, caressing my bare skin. My fingers threaded into his hair, tugging on the strands and rolling my hips over his growing erection. I could feel my panties become wet from my own arousal. I moaned against his mouth, rocking over him. "Fuck, Bella," Edward whispered, his hands moving from my back to my ass.

"Not tonight," I giggled, my lips moving down his jaw. I continued moving over him, growing wetter with each pass. He was definitely a big guy and feeling him grow this hard made me feel sexy and powerful. I captured his earlobe between my teeth, sucking on it lightly. Edward's hands were gripping my ass, guiding my movement over his cock. "Yes," I breathed as the tingles began to spread all over me.

"I want to see you come," Edward growled against my cheek, kissing my skin. His husky tone made me even wetter; it was spilling onto the tops of my thighs. My panties did nothing to stop it from pouring out. I gripped his face, kissing his soft, sweet mouth. One of his hands tangled into my curls while he rocked against me. "That's it, baby. I can feel how close you are. Sowet..."

"Edward," I whimpered. "Please?" My body was undulating, feeling things that I had never truly experienced. Yes, I had orgasms with James and with my two previous lovers, but this...this was more. "Oh, God!" I gasped as the feelings of euphoria began to pulsate from my belly and between my legs.

"Don't hold back, baby," Edward groaned. "I'm with you. B-B-Bella...oh, yes, sweet girl." We both moved together. Edward's hands were roaming over my back, my ass and my face. I was tugging on his hair, kissing him feverishly. I started to tremble, my body falling over the edge. I gasped against his mouth, still rocking over him. "So beautiful, Bella. My Bella," he chanted as his own hips slow. "Yesssss!" He thrust hard against me and it was what I needed to completely shatter in his arms.

Our bodies slowed down and our kisses grew more languid. Edward held me close while he brushed his fingertips along my spine. With a soft, precious kiss to my lips, he cupped my chin. "I should go," he whispered. I nodded, not wanting him to but knowing that if we wanted to take this slow, he had to leave. "I'll pick you up on Sunday?"

"Yeah," I said, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Thank you for tonight. There are no words to describe how awesome our date was and good you made me feel."

"If it's a fraction of the happiness I'm feeling now, I say it's pretty damn good," he chuckled, holding me close to his hard body. "But, sweet girl, in order for me to go, you need to get up."

"Mmmhmm," I replied sleepily, putting my head on his shoulder. He chuckled. "You're comfy."

"Never been called that before," he said, kissing my shoulder. "I love cuddling with you, baby, but I've got a boxer full of jizz. It's kind of gross."

"Take 'em off. Go commando," I giggled.

"Again, you need to move," he laughed.

"Kay," I replied, making myself more comfortable on his lap. Barking out a guffaw, he cupped my ass and stood up, with me wrapped around him like an octopus. He latched my legs around his waist, smirking like a goofball. I gave him the stink eye.

"What? You wouldn't move, spider monkey," he said, kissing my lips. "But, I have to leave, baby."

"I know," I said, unraveling my legs from his body. "Let me wrap up your cheesecake." I walked to the kitchen, going to wrap the cake. Edward followed me, grabbing his suit coat.

"Keep it and bring it on Sunday. My father's sweet tooth rivals mine," he snickered, dipping me into a swoon-worthy kiss. Righting me, Edward caressed my back once more with his fingers. "Sleep well, sweet girl. I'll call you tomorrow?" I nodded. He kissed me once more before he turned to walk out the door.

A/N: We got some 'dry humping' action. Nice, huh? We will be working up to the full lemons, I promise. But these two need to take it slowly. You know? Up next will be dinner at the Cullens and we finally meet Carlisle and Esme. Please, leave me some? Thanks!

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