BPOV

The next morning I woke up the sound of CDs crashing to the floor.

"What are you doing?" I sat up slowly in the new, luxurious bed.

"Looking for something." He didn't even look up, or come kiss me. Fine. "Get dressed. Charlie will be expecting you home." He must have found what he was looking for, because he grabbed a CD and rushed out of the room.

What's the sense in hurrying? The longer I'm alone, the better. I hope I didn't make him too angry last night. As mad as I was, I don't want him to leave me, again. Edward is my life. I just wish that this life came with more freedoms. Why did my best friend have to run with the wolves?

I took off my clothes and rummaged in my bag for something to wear. The only thing I knew for certain that I needed were my bra and underwear.

"Bella!…" Edward just walked through the door. "You're not getting ready fa…" he stopped dead in his tracks. It looked like he stopped breathing. He was very still. His eyes went up and down my exposed body. I wasn't completely naked. My pink lace boyshorts and matching bra I managed to get on still clung to my body. Usually, I wasn't a fan of pink. But, I felt sexy in this…even if nobody saw it.

"Sorry." I said, very calmly. I raised up my arms and started to pull my black shirt over my head. In the process, my bra came up a little bit exposing the underside of my breasts. My eyes were closed as my head came through my shirt and I adjusted it. As I pulled my hair out of my shirt, I opened my eyes. There he was, standing right in front of me. His eyes were the dark shade I saw them last night.

"Edward, are you o…" I was cut off. His mouth attacked mine! Edward's right hand wound in my hair and his left hand clung tightly to my hips, pulling me closer to him.

"Mmm" was all I managed. It was my turn for my hands to find his hair and pull myself into his arms. We continued kissing like that for a long time. I could hear the TV downstairs and the sound of everyone chatting, but faintly. All I wanted to focus on was this glorious man in front of me.

Edward slid his hands lower and gripped my thighs. He pulled me up onto the bed and wrapped my legs around him. Breathe, Bella. Breathe! His hands traveled up to my lace underwear and I heard him let out a very soft moan. God, that's the most amazing sound!

I noticed that he still hadn't said very much to me. Wanting a reaction out of him, I tightened my grip around his waist and tried to pull him closer to where I wanted to feel him the most.

"You're getting carried away." He managed to breathe out, quietly.

"You started it." And I lifted my waist up to come in contact with him. For the first time, I felt him. It may have just been briefly, but I felt him…and he was hard. Mmm. It was nice to know that I had the effect on him. I knew he loved me, but he always stopped us before we got too involved with anything sexual. Never had I felt him before this moment. I like it. I want more.

His hand traveled further up my body as his mouth traveled down my neck. My whimpering was almost embarrassing. A part of me didn't want to give him the pleasure of thinking that he won the argument from last night. But, the other part of me…wanted him…bad! This wasn't over, no, it had just begun.

"I should get home." I pulled back and tried not to look at him. Looking into Edward's eyes would just distract me. I'd end up losing the battle with myself again and allow him to devour my lips. Why was I stopping?

"No. You should stay here." He continued licking along my collarbone. He pushed my body up the bed so that I was lying in the middle of it. Focus.

"No." I tried to push him back, again. "I should go home. Like you said, Charlie will be expecting me."

He didn't even look up at me. He slid further down my body over my black shirt. He held one hand on my shoulder so that I couldn't move.

"Charlie can wait. I'm not done enjoying the pleasure of your company."

"Edward…" I was losing my concentration. The more he toyed with my body, the more I wanted it.

I could feel his hand sliding under my shirt. His cold hands made my skin tingle and my nipples get hard. Taking his time, Edward traced circles around my abdomen as he kissed the sides of my stomach and hips.

All hope was lost for me. My heartbeat was erratic and my knuckles were white from clutching the sheets.

Edward's hands slid my shirt further up my shirt just before it exposed my breasts to him, again. His cool tongue traveled the same pack up the middle of my stomach causing shivers to do down my spine. It was embarrassing how my stomach was shaking. Well, really, it was causing my entire body to shake. I couldn't believe how much of an effect he had on me. All he had really done was kiss me…and kiss me….and kiss me…

"You taste so sweet, Bella." His eyes looked up at me as kissed my stomach.

My lids were heavy and my eyes seemed to have a fog covering them. His right hand came up and cupped the side of my face. Touching his thumb to my lips, I kissed it softly…still shaking.

"You've been a bad girl, Bella." He was still staring at me. Crawling onto his knees, he pulled himself up to hover over my body…avoiding any touch. Edward lowered his face towards mine. At first, I thought he might kiss me, but he bent down to the right side of my face. "I thought you should be punished." He kissed me below my ear and before I knew it he was walking out the bedroom door, again.

"Get Dressed." I heard him say,…a smug tone on his lips.

I laid there…stunned. My heart rate was still at an unhealthy tempo, and my chest was heaving.

Why is he doing this to me? He was the one that was out of line!!