A/N:

So...ahem...are you ready for some "juiciness"? Be warned! :)

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This Chapter's Theme Song: Semi-Charmed Life – Third Eye Blind

This chapter is shorter than the rest, but it just about killed me getting it done. I hope you enjoy it.


The following week went by just a little too slow for me. Edward drove back to Bremerton later on Sunday afternoon after a quiet morning hanging out with Angie and watching TV. We grabbed a quick burger for lunch, and then he left promising to see me the following weekend. He had to work all this week, otherwise I was going to drive to him at least one day, but knowing that he'd be working made it pointless. We talked everyday for at least an hour each time, and then he'd call me again when he got off work before he went to bed. Most of the time I was already asleep, but it just made me sleep that much better when he did call. Of course, he also began telling me how much he missed me, and that sweet, sexy talk made me dream about him ravishing my body.

Needless to say, by the time he showed up at my door on Friday evening, I was ready to lock myself away with him in my room and do really bad things to him until Sunday night!

When I opened up the door to him, he looked completely exhausted, but he had a backpack slung over his shoulder and was smirking holding up a brand new toothbrush.

"I believe I owe Angie this."

I couldn't help but laugh out loud at him. Freakin' adorable.

I laughed at him as he walked in and kissed my forehead. Umm, I don't think so buddy. I shut the door, grabbed a hold of his shirt in my fist, and crashed my lips to his. It was sweet and chaste at first, but quickly became hot and needy. He dropped his bag at his feet and wrapped his arms around my lower back. My hands slid up his arms, shoulders and into his hair, pulling him even closer to me as his tongue swiped across my lips begging to be let in. I obliged. It wasn't too fast and it wasn't too slow, it was the perfect combination of want and need, lust and desire. This man would be the death of me.

We pulled away, and I suddenly remember to breathe again. He moved his kisses down my chin and onto my neck and was holding me so close I could feel his desire pressed up against me. Oh yea…soon!

"I missed you." I said rather whisper-like.

I felt him moan into my neck, his lips parted and his voice vibrated against my throat as his husky, velvet tone reached my ear.

"Mmmmm, Bella, you are too damn tempting for your own good."

Oh shit.

I sighed and leaned back to look into his deep blue eyes. I swallowed the lump in my throat realizing that I need to simmer down just for a little while.

"You hungry?" I asked still slightly out of breath.

"I am." He responded with a sly, crooked grin. Oh dear Lord this man is killing me.

"Umm…yea, so I made lasagna." I pulled away, and slid my hand into his, pulling him towards the kitchen. He picked up his bag and dropped it outside my bedroom door on the way.

I set about getting us dinner and we sat at the kitchen bar eating and enjoying the easy conversation. Sharing soft touches and gentle kisses all the while, like we couldn't get enough of each other already. We talked about his week at work in more depth than our nightly conversations. He told me more about Jasper and Emmett and I told him more about Angie and myself. It was amazing to me how easy it was with him. Nothing felt forced or fake. I've never felt that before. You know, that let-me-not-be-too-much-of-myself-so-I-don't-scare-the-guy-away, way that girls act at first around a guy? It wasn't there. I was an open book, and while it was a scary feeling, it was also liberating, and surprising how natural it was. That's true, pure love. Right?

After we finished eating, I cleaned up our dishes and got us both a beer from the fridge. We went to the living room to make another attempt at watching TV. He sat back with is feet propped up on the coffee table, and I cuddle into his side, both of us sipping on our beers and enjoying the comfortable silence. I flipped through the channels and settled on FRIENDS, best show of all time! We laughed and joked about the episode. You know the one, where Ross wears the leather pants on a date, and then goes to the bathroom, and since he's sweating so bad, he can't get them back on and tries everything from lotion to baby powder. Only to end up making a paste, and doing the "walk of shame" home with no pants on. HILARIOUS!

As soon as it was over, Edward took the remote and turned off the TV. He then got up and turned on the stereo. Third Eye Blind was playing and we briefly discuss their upcoming concert to Seattle in a few months. He sat back down facing me on the couch. Taking my now empty beer bottle from my hand, he set it down on the coffee table and turned back to me, and his eyes said it all. Desire. He slid one hand up my thigh towards my hip while the other went to my cheek and cupped under my ear, my lips parted. He drew me forward, and paused just millimeters between our lips, and I could taste his breath on my tongue. He turned and kissed my cheek and I felt his lips kiss a trail down the side of my neck from my ear to my shoulder as his other hand slid up and down my thigh. I closed my eyes and felt my head tilt over granting him more access.

Almost abruptly, he stood, grabbing both of my hands in his, and pulled me up with him. He grabbed my face in both of his hands and pressed his lips to mine, softly, but full of lust. I was lost in all sensation of him, and I knew where this was headed, because I was not stopping it unless he did. He took my hand and we walked to my bedroom. Once inside, I turned and locked the door. Angie was at Ben's for the weekend, but still, I wasn't taking any chances on being disturbed, and I did say that I wanted to lock him away and do really bad things to him.

"Bella…" he whispered, almost as a question.

Standing in front of me, letting his hands graze their way over my rib cage, just below my chest. Our eyes meet with matching desire. I didn't have to say anything, it was written all over my face. My hands slid to where his shirt was tucked into his shorts, and pulled it out roughly, tugging it up over his head; I freed his beautiful chest, as I pressed myself into him. Both of us were breathing hard with passion and emotion as my hands explored his chest, while his grazed up and down my back.

In a single movement, we crashed our mouths together in a passion filled kiss.

Edward wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up, holding me tightly to his chest. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he turned and walked us to my bed, never breaking our kiss. He laid us down, pushed us into the center of the bed and he pulled back, knees bent between my thighs, watching his hands glide along my body, until they came to rest just below the hem of my shirt. Slowly, he slid his hand under, rubbing the tips of his fingers just along the skin of my stomach. His eyes met mine as he slid my shirt up slightly and ran his hand along the side of my ribs eliciting chills to run all over my skin at the warmth of his touch and gaze.

"Off." I said. He lifted my shirt over my head, and tossed it over his shoulder.

His mouth fell to my skin and he began to hungrily kiss and suck above my breasts. My back arched to him as my head fell back. He trailed his fingers over the top of my bra before he lookied up at me with a smirk.

"Off." He repeated my words back to me, and reached behind me to unclasp my bra.

Slowly, he slid the straps down over my shoulders, and pulled it away from me, tossing it aside. As soon as my chest was bare, he latched his mouth onto one breast while his fingers teased the other. His hands traveled down and played along my waist until he reached the tops of my shorts. He slowly tucked his fingers beneath the waist and drug them across hip to hip. His mouth descended down between my breasts and he planted soft, slow kisses along my stomach.

He leaned back, and unbuttoned and removed my shorts in one quick movement. Then leaned down and began smothering my stomach, hips and thighs with kisses before pulling back again. With hooded eyes full of desire, he looked into mine and I felt my heart speed up even faster. It was like he was looking into my soul and showing me his.

I was no longer content with the balance of clothing, as I reached forward and unfastened his shorts. I pushed them down over his hips and left him in nothing but a pair of boxers. I grabbed his shoulders and pulled him on top of me, pulled his face towards mine and lavished him with a deep kiss.

Our mouths explored each other's chests and necks and shoulders. Our underwear was the only barrier as we slid back and forth across one another, his hardness creating a delicious friction against my ever-dampening core. We were a tangle of arms and legs and lips and tongues, finding each other's eyes occasionally when we stopped to breathe.

We rocked into one another hard and fast, both of us panting and moaning in tandem. My hands drifted to the waistband of his boxers and I could wait no longer. I pushed them hurriedly off of his hips, and pushed them the rest of the way down his legs with my feet. I moved my hands to grasp him, rubbing my thumb over the tip and pumping. He moaned into my neck and shifted his body weight so he could push aside my panties, caressing my now ridiculously soaked core and pressing first one and then two fingers inside while his thumb circled over my sensitive nub. The sensations where amazing.

The room was filled with nothing but the sounds of our panting and heated moans, until Edward groaned.

"God, Bella, I need you now!"

He hooked his fingers into my panties and pulled them down instantly.

"Edward.." I sighed.

He positioned himself above me and stared intensely and longing and almost lovingly?... into my eyes. I tried to convey to him with my eyes, all my emotions and feelings, baring my soul in my gaze. He slowly pushed in, burying our souls within each other's eyes, as our bodies united. Our mouths dropped open as we moaned in unison at the intense sensation.

He stilled momentarily, allowing me to adjust to his size, and leaned down to kiss me ever so passionately. We began to move together slowly, sensually, amazingly. We kissed and tasted while we connected. Our hands roamed and he hitched my leg up over his hip, pressing even deeper into me. Oh God! Edward looked into my eyes, and for the first time in my life, I felt loved and worshiped during physical intimacy. The hold he has on me is unbreakable.

Our eyes met once more and we both knew that this was so much more than either of us imagined. This was more than just passion-filled lust and desire, this was love making at its most intense. Neither of us had been here before, and I for one would never want to be anywhere else again. We kept our eyes locked and our mouths just inches from each other, as we moved slowly and lovingly together, breathing each other in. Occasionally he leaned down to kiss me, only to return to the intense eye contact as our connection sped up. The sensations grew stronger and more intense as we panted into each other's mouths.

I could feel the tightness coiling starting in my toes and working its way up my body.

"Oh my God, Edward…" I said in a rough, raspy whisper, still locked into his eyes.

"Bella…in all my life…" and I felt it. What we both could feel at that exact moment but weren't ready to say with words. Saying it with our bodies, souls and eyes. I nodded in understanding.

"I can't hold out much longer Bella, you feel amazing!"

I moaned and arched up into him as he pushed further into me with a matching groan.

"Edward! Oh God!"

I buried my hands in his hair and my body arched and raised off the bed in the single most amazing and strongest orgasm of my life. My body clamping down around him inside of me as he exploded inside of me, moaning and placing wet, hot kisses along the side of my neck. Our bodies were shaking together before we fell onto the bed, spent.

"Holy fucking shit, Bella. That was…fucking amazing!" Edward moaned into my shoulder, he remained on top of and inside of me as he rested on his elbows on each side of me.

I sighed, "So much more than amazing…" as I ran my fingers through his hair trying to catch my breath.

He nodded and we melted closer, still wrapped together. Sated.

After a few minutes when our breathing returned to normal, he shifted onto his back, and pulled me onto my side. We laid there, talking and sharing lazy kisses and caresses.

I'm not sure when exactly we fell asleep, but when I opened my eyes it was still dark outside. I couldn't have been out for very long, and as I lifted my head off of Edward's chest to look at the clock, the time told me it'd only been a few hours. That's enough recovery time, right?

Propped up on my elbow, I stared at this beautiful sleeping man in my bed. My Edward. My Edward. Never in my wildest…ok, maybe in my wildest, but certainly not in my believable dreams did I ever imagine that this was ever possible. I began lazily tracing circles and placing kisses all over his chest and he began to stir.

"You trying to kill me woman?" he asked sleepily, pulling me tightly to him.

I smiled and snickered. "No way, I don't want you dead, just unable to walk." I half whispered into the hollow under his ear as I placied an open mouthed kiss there.

He groaned and opened his eyes, looking at me, into my soul again it felt like. Fire blazed behind his blue irises. He suddenly flipped me onto my back, using his hands and mouth to make me scream and cry out his name until my voice was weak. Then he proceeded to take me over and over, not stopping until the sun began to peek thru the window of my bedroom.

Phenomenal. I have no other word for it.


Ok, so thoughts? That was a tough one for me. Not sure why, but getting it right without getting it wrong was my main goal. Hope you like it. :)