A/N: Sorry this took so long to get up. It's been a crazy time lately between midterms and sorority commitments. But I finally got this chapter done. The bad news? There may not be any more for a couple weeks. The good news? Look foward to several chapters coming your way over Thanksgiving Break!

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I say I'll be there in five minutes but I'm actually there in three. I do at least 15 miles about the speed limit all the way there.

I pull up to Emmett's house and I take a deep breath.

Am I really about to go through with this? Am I really about to betray my best friend? Once was bad enough, but at least it wasn't planned. This is unforgivable.

I think about putting my car in reverse, forgetting the whole thing, and just going home to bed. I see the front porch light turn on and I know that Bella's already seen my car so she knows I'm here.

I take a couple more deep breaths before I get out of my car and head towards the house.

I wonder if Emmett really will be gone until tomorrow. I wonder if I should stay the night but then I quickly dismiss the thought. That's boyfriend territory and this is not a relationship.

I knock on the front door three times and it takes Bella awhile to answer.

"You could've just came in you know. It was unlocked." She's standing with one hand on her hip, dressed in grey sweatpants and a pink tank top, and she has attitude written all over her face.

I'm uneasy about the fact that she's keeping the door unlocked. "You should lock the door when you're home alone. Anyone could just walk in."

She ignores my comment and takes me by the hand. She leads me through the living room and up the stairs. I find myself staring at her ass the entire way to her bedroom.

Bella leads me to her bed and pushes me down as she climbs on top of me. Once again, I'm astonished by how much confidence this little girl has. In fact, I'm so astonished that I can't seem to find any words when Bella removes her shirt to reveal her bare breasts. The only thing I can do is touch them with first my hands and then my mouth.

I marvel in how exquisite her skin tastes and I want to taste other parts of her. I roll over so I am on top of Bella and remove her sweatpants and underwear as quick as possible. I kiss down her stomach until I reach the most delicious part of Bella and I taste that as well. She moans and calls my name. I am painfully hard and I can't wait any longer. I stand up and remove my clothes, tossing them every which way.

Part of me wants to be gentle with her but I push that thought aside as I place my body over hers. She opens her legs, as if by instinct, and I wonder how many other guys have done what I'm about to do. I'm almost jealous for a moment but I get a grip on it. I look her in the eyes to make sure she's ready. She nods her head slightly so I slowly slide in.

Warm. Tight. Perfection. Heaven.

I take a minute to appreciate what's happening before moving, but Bella isn't having any of that. She starts bucking her hips in an effort to get some kind of friction, but I'm definitely not alright with her having all of the control in this. I take her wrists in one hand and pin them above her head. I push her hips back down onto the bed, maybe a little too hard.

"Stop that Bella," I say through clenched teeth and I begin moving in and out. Just as I thought it would, it feels even better than it did the first time. I speed up and I'm so close to exploding but I don't want it to end yet.

I look down at Bella and she's chewing her bottom lip so hard it looks like it might bleed. I pull out because she looks like she's in pain. I don't even bother to finish.

"Everything okay?" I ask her as I stand up from the bed.

She sits up and looks at me. "I thought this would be different. I don't know."

I furrow my brows. "Different?" I'm actually a little embarrassed that she wasn't enjoying it. I know I'm a good fuck. I've been told by several women so I'm wondering what's going on with this little girl.

She reaches for her shirt and puts it back on. "I just thought you'd be gentle." She blushes and looks down.

I walk towards her in all my naked glory, place my index finger below her chin and tilt her face up so she's looking in my eyes. "It can be however you want it to be Bella." I have no idea why I'm letting this girl control me in this way, but I find myself wanting to give her whatever she wishes for.

Bella gets off the bed and puts on her underwear. I frown at the fact that she's getting dressed and begin to dress myself as well.

"Will you stay the night Edward?" Bella looks up at me with her chocolate eyes. I know it would be giving the wrong impression to stay with her and I don't want her to think I'm her boyfriend. This is just an agreement between the two of us. Just sex, that's all.

I have it in my mind to say no. I open my mouth to say it and before I can, she interrupts me.

"You don't have to. Don't feel obligated to. I just didn't want to spend the night here alone, that's all. You can even sleep downstairs if you want to." She shuffles her feet from side to side and she's once again staring at the ground.

I sigh. It's impossible to say no to that. "Climb into bed."

Bella lifts the covers and climbs in. I take off my shirt and jeans, leaving my boxers on. I lay next to her, careful to stay on my side and not touch her. I close my eyes and try to go to sleep. Sometime in the next five minutes, I feel Bella scoot closer to me and she places her head on my chest. I want to tell her to move it but I don't. Instead, I just put my arm around her and drift to sleep.

The next thing I know, I awake to the front door slamming shut and Emmett's drunken voice screaming through the house "Eddie? I saw your car! You here? Eddie?!?"

My heartbeat quickens and I shoot up out of bed, waking Bella up in the process. We both know we're in deep shit if he finds me in her room. I grab my clothes and quickly walk across the hall to Emmett's room, figuring I can come up with an excuse for sleeping in his bed.

I make it to his room and climb into his bed and I breathe a sigh of relief. The door cracks open and Emmett's got some blonde girl who is probably twice as drunk as him lagging behind him. He looks confused. "Eddie? Correct me if I'm wrong but don't you have your own bed?"

I make up something on the spot. "Uh, yeah. The neighbors were being loud and I have class tomorrow. I figured I'd sleep on your couch but when Bella told me you went out, I came upstairs and slept in your room instead."

For a minute, I feel proud for making up such a convincing story. Then, I realize I just lied to my best friend and I feel almost nauseous. Then the nausea worsens when I think about why I'm even going through this whole ordeal. No piece of ass is worth this much trouble.

"That's cool dude, but I'm in need of my bed." Emmett motions to the blonde who giggles. "Couch is free, you know where the extra blankets are."

I nod my head and start down the stairs to go sleep on the uncomfortable couch. As I toss and turn throughout the night, one thought stays in my head.

I have to put a stop to this whole agreement first thing tomorrow morning.