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Part: 1/4

EDWARD- I am a man who takes control and exudes power.

"Do you have to leave?"

I looked at my husband with a frown on his beautiful russet face and I almost considered dropping my bags, but I couldn't. "I'll be back in less than a week, love."

His lips pulled farther down as he fought with himself not to get angry. "You mustn't frown; it'll wrinkle your pretty face," I chastised with a smirk.

Jacob's scowl just got deeper. He really is a beautiful man when he smiles. Jacob is my personal 6'4, tight assed, muscle bound God. I've always loved guys who were young, gorgeous, and taller than me. I'm a narcissist who loves pretty things that he can dominate- or so my therapist tells me. Jacob is exactly one of those 'pretty things'.

I had met him the night I'd made my first million. I had been celebrating with a few friends from college when I saw him at the bar. My previous hook up had been with a Rez kid and all I knew was that if Jacob was as good as his buddy I wanted to get to know him. I was so reckless then, fucking anyone without any regard to my politic future. Thank god all of my back alley skeletons kept their mouth shut.

Jacob blew me in the bathroom stall and had been horrible at it. I'd almost laughed in his face, but one look into his big brown, watery eyes and he'd melted a piece of my heart that I'd thought had died in Texas.

He was so young, barely eighteen. I'd thought back eight years to when I had just moved to Washington and didn't know anyone. He'd looked like a scared, overgrown kid on his knees, begging for someone to give a shit about him. I'd moved him into my loft a week later and we've been together ever since.

Fast forward four years and we got married this past spring in a private ceremony including friends, family, and fifty politicians that had helped me to make my career what it is today. I married him because my advisors said I had a much better chance being elected Senator if I were married- even if it was to a man, but if I were to love anyone, it would be Jacob. He knows how to calm me down, yet he isn't afraid to say no to me.

"Baby can you please stay home, just for tonight," his baritone voiced whispered as his massive hands slipped past my waist and rested on my ass. His tongue flicked over my ear, a promise of what to expect if I stayed. As tempting as sex with my husband always is, it's never enough to make me stay.

"I would darling but my first meeting tomorrow is at seven, and I need a full night's rest if I'm going to be talking about legislature that can affect an entire country."

Jacob's frown lessened. He gently unwound himself from by body and leaned against the counter behind him. "I get it, I just feel like with so little time for us now, what will happen when we have a family?"

I couldn't help the half smile that graced my lips. Twenty years ago the government acknowledged the fact that with the right genes and a few fertility treatments, men could get pregnant. Last year Jacob and I were tested and he tested positive for the gene used in procreation. To say I was thrilled was an understatement. I'd always wanted a son of my own to carry on the Cullen line.

"I promise I will make more time, but tonight I need to leave." I pulled Jacob so that he was flush against my body and kissed him softly on his cheek. His pouting was cute but I was starting to get annoyed. "I'll call you when I'm about to board and when I land."

Jacob looked defeated but was smart to not voice his opposition. "Have fun," he said as he reached down for one of my bags. He was pissed, and I knew he would make getting my goodbye kiss difficult.

I went to grab his wrist but he moved out of my reach gracefully and walked out the front door, toward the car. I followed him to the car and gave him a minute to throw my bags in the back and slam the trunk closed with more force than necessary.

"Are you done?" Jacob crossed his arms in response but didn't move to go back into our home. "Come here and give me a kiss goodbye." I motioned for him to come closer but he stood his ground.

I rolled my eyes at his antics and grabbed his hips quickly, forcing him closer. He might be three inches taller than me and forty pounds heavier but I am much stronger than I look. I'd never hit my husband, but it were times like these when he acted like a spoiled child that I needed to remind him who exactly was in charge.

"Stop pouting and kiss me." Jacob turned his cheek in further defiance. I grasped his jaw roughly and made him turn to face me. His brown eyes were smoldering with contempt and it would have been sexy if he weren't pissing me off. Jacob knew better than anyone I had a problem with people defying me, but he always loved to test my limits.

"Kiss me goodbye." I made to kiss him and he snapped his head backwards. The action only further suited to piss me off. I growled lowly and entangled my hand in his hair, pulling harshly until his face crashed against mine. I didn't give him time to adjust before my tongue forced his lips apart and made its way to the back of his throat. He tried to protest, but like every time before, I had him moaning into my mouth within a few seconds.

I palmed his dick roughly; happy to see I had gotten him at half mass so quickly. I wanted to fuck him so badly so that all he thought of for the next week was me buried inside him. I wanted to claim his body, let everyone know not only is he my husband but he is mine.

The thought sent a surge of anger through me, causing me to pull away from my husband. I am not blind. Jacob is a beautiful man with plenty of time to roam while I am away. He knows better, but you can never trust anyone.

"Be good," I whispered against his lips. He was keening from the loss of my mouth, but nodded his head sullenly.

"Always. I love you."

"I love you too." I gave him one last kiss on the forehead and went to get into my car. He stood in our driveway with his arms wrapped around his body. I could tell he was trying to savor the feeling of my body on his skin. The realization made me smile.

The flight to D.C. was uneventful and boring. Senator Fields had thought it was necessary to talk about how his daughter was getting married in the fall and how the details for a wedding were much more strenuous than planning a campaign. I don't give a flying fuck about his daughter or about the socially constructed hetero-normative prison that is marriage, but I'd gritted my teeth and smiled throughout his entire story. Thoughts of an S&M orgy porno I had seen a few days ago kept me sane.

I'd never been so happy to land in my life. Pretending to give a shit about family values was exhausting. I just wanted to check into my hotel suite and relax. No sooner than I had dropped my bags into my room my usual room service knocked at the door.

"Come in," I called out as I kicked off my shoes.

James, a Representative from Kentucky, walked into my room. He was sexy in a way that reminded me of the boys back home- too masculine and painfully closeted.

"How was your flight?" he asked smoothly as he made his way closer to me. I wanted to roll my eyes at his attempt at small talk but I humored him with a response. I was thankful when he sunk to his knees and appeared to be done with the talking.

"I've been thinking about this all day," he whispered huskily. James made quick work of my zipper and nuzzled his face into my crotch. He was like all the others. He played the macho man role all day, but at night he wanted me to fuck him in the ass until he couldn't walk right.

My cell phone rang just as he pulled my dick from my briefs. I motioned for him to keep going. "Hello?"

"Hey baby," I smiled at the sound of Jacob's voice. "What are you up to tonight?"

I looked down at James sucking my dick in earnest. "Not much," I answered honestly.

"I miss you already."

"Me too baby. I'll be home before you know it."

Jacob sighed. He was battling himself with the urge to complain. "Ok, well I'll let you get ready for bed. I just wanted to make sure you were safe."

"Ok, I'll call you tomorrow during lunch."

"Bye."

"Bye love." I snapped my phone shut and tried to focus on the mouth wrapped around my dick. James was nowhere near as talented as Jacob but he would have to do.

James let go of my dick with a 'pop'. "Wife?" he snickered. I rammed my dick back into his mouth until my head hit the back of his throat, effectively shutting him up.