PPOV

I couldn't believe how lucky I was. I had Bella. Bella had me. I was so over the moon, but right now I was jumpy.

Calm down, Paul, Sam's thoughts echoed in my mind.

Easy for you to say, I thought back, you've not left your imprint with vampires.

Sam mentally shrugged, telling me to get on with my patrols. I hadn't patrolled since I'd met Bella, and it wasn't easy. Sam showed me it wasn't easy for him to leave Emily, but I showed him mine was ten times worse.

I left her with what we were hunting.

As soon as Jared phased in to take over, I turned back, pulled on some shorts, and drove to Bella's. Her light was still on, and I could hear her sweet voice talking.

"Bella, it's ok, calm down," Emmet said. I tensed. Something wasn't right.

"But why does it feel like this, Em? It felt like my heart was being pulled from my chest,"

"Does it feel that way now?"

"No, not anymore,"

"Darlin', Paul's outside," Jasper said, and opened the window. I was up as quick as a wink.

"What's wrong?" I asked, sitting beside her on her bed. She sighed and lent towards me, resting her head on my shoulder.

"It hurt, Paul," she said quietly, "When you were away,"

I looked at Emmet. He sighed.

"It's probably because La Push is so far away,"

"It's a half-hour drive!" I said. It really wasn't far at all.

"But usually imprints would live there, and the wolves wouldn't be that far away,"

I nodded. If it was hurting Bella, I would fix it.

Perhaps she'd like to move in with me. I know we'd only been going out for six days, but I had a sudden flash of her standing, belly round with my child, and two black haired children running around her. I came in the door, and her grin lit up the room. She hugged me, and her wedding ring caught the light...

I shook my head, and Bella looked at me.

"It's ok now, Paul," she said, hugging my torso, and I kissed her beautiful brown curls. Emmet smiled slightly, and he and Jasper took the window to leave us.

"What are you thinking?" her beautiful voice asked me. I smiled, knowing I was hers. Mine. . It might get old to you, but to me, it brought a sense of pride, joy, and relief every time I thought it.

"Just how lucky I am," I whispered, and she moved closer. I heard her heart beating, a rhythm I would never get bored of. Every time I saw her I was almost bowled over by her beauty. Her big, brown doe eyes looked up at me. Oh how I'd love to have those eyes looking at me while she sucked me off...

"Paul," she whispered, and I grew harder than I already was, "You're quite excited tonight, aren't you?"

I looked at her smirk in confusion, not quite understanding until she started rubbing me through my jeans. I threw my head back and hissed. The sheets became fisted, and her smirk became more cocky. In her eyes, however, I could see she was unsure.

"Hey," I said lowly, "Wanna go on an adventure,"

It was getting harder for me not to fuck her senseless. I'd promised, because I didn't want her to feel rushed into it, but man, it was hard. My wolf was constantly trying to take her. That trick with the underwear the other night almost made me take down the bathroom door and fuck her brains out.

I wanted some release, and I didn't want Charlie to hear it. He'd been pretty awesome so far, but I doubt he'd like me so much if he caught me doing something with his daughter.

I cradled her in my arms, and jumped out the window. Not one of her hairs had moved out of place. I ran to my car and bundled her inside. We drove to our spot in the wood, and she bailed out of the car. She'd chucked something on the ground, but it took a moment for me to work out that it was her t-shirt.

Oh.

Her pale skin was glowing in the moonlight, her breast perky from the chilly air, and arousal, as I could smell. I stood with her, and kissed her lips softly. Her hands trailed down my chest, and into my jeans. Before I could blink, she was on her knees and unbuttoning my jeans.

I groaned, threading my fingers through her hair as she pulled my boxers down as well, setting not-so-little-Paul free. Her eyes widened as she took me in, but her hot little mouth didn't hesitate before wrapping around my dick.

Her tongue darted out and licked away my pre-cum. She leant forward, with the help of my hands, taking more of me in. And when her mouth was full, she used her hands.

I'd never felt more turned on than I had in that moment. I knew I was going to lose it, but I needed to fulfil my fantasy.

"Bella," I choked out, "Look at me,"

Her eyes snapped up instantly, and I drowned in their depth. I couldn't hold back any longer, and emptied my load in her mouth. And she swallowed it.

Her tongue darted out and she cleaned up what she'd missed. Fuck.

She stood up and smiled at me, licking her lips. Then she pushed her lips against mine and kissed me, hard. I pulled my jeans and boxers back up, the cold wind making me break out in goose bumps. Or, that might be Bella.

"Paul," she whispered almost silently, "Paul, Paul, Paul,"

"Bella," I growled out, "Mine,"

She nodded frantically, sliding her little hands up my chest and wrapping them around my neck, pulling my head down to kiss me harder.

"Paul, we should... we should go back,"

"Ok," I sigh, breaking my mouth away from her.

"Can I drive?" she asks, biting her bottom lip and looking up at me from under her lashes. I take in a deep breath, knowing I'm getting harder by the second, "I really want to,"

"Then, my dearest Bella, of course you can drive,"

She aimed to kiss my cheek, but I was having none of that. I turned my head and kissed her squarely on the mouth, feeling her smiled against my lips.

We broke apart and got in the car. I was, of course, nervous all the way home. How could I let Bella drive? What if something hit the car? I would survive, but Bella wouldn't.

"Calm the fuck down, Paul," she muttered, "You're making me nervous,"

I tried my best, looking out of the window.

"You sure you don't want to hang your head out, Cujo?"

I growled playfully at her.

"Uh, Bella? You just drove by your house,"

"I know," she said, winking, "But you said we were going on an adventure,"

I tried to keep the smile off my face, but it was no good. She was too god damn cute. Though, I'm sure if I told her that I'd get a slap.

"So where are we going?" I ask.

She takes both her hands off the steering wheel and makes and I-don't-know sign.

"Bella, please, if you want me to be calm, keep both hands on the wheel,"

"Yes, sir!" she laughs, saluting. I growl at her again, slightly less playfully. Doesn't she see the danger she's putting herself in?

A wave of her arousal hits me when I growl, and I smirk. She bats my arm, and I growl again, long and slow. A light shiver travels up her spine, and the scent gets stronger. It's mouth watering. How the fuck do people manage this?

After ten minutes I realize we're on the road to La Push. I look at her in confusion. But she just shrugs, and the look on her face tells me she ain't gonna give up her secret just yet.

Usually the road takes half an hour, but I expected Bella to take longer. I'd seen her drive, and it followed the rule, 'Better safe than sorry'. But right now, she was speeding so much that I felt proud.

She pulled up at my house, and I looked at her in pure confusion. She leaned over in the car, cupping my face with one hand, and kissing my mouth. I was so captivated by her, I didn't even feel the hand slide in my pocket. She sat back, triumphantly holding my keys. So, we were going inside alone.

I knew I was in trouble.

BPOV

I sat back, holding his keys. I didn't know how well he was going to take my plan, but it was happening. He gulped, and I laughed at him, climbing out of the car, and unlocking his front door.

I stepped inside, breathing in the air. I felt any tense muscles relax, and I knew I felt home. I was aware of a heat behind me, and I turned to see Paul staring at me. I winked and started up the stairs.

Bedrooms, I find, are always the easiest room to find. So, I found his no bother. It was black and red, and the huge bed in the middle of the room screamed to be fucked on.

Tonight, I would lose my virginity.

When Paul came in, I shut the door, and pushed him against him, kissing him like there was no tomorrow. I pulled at his shirt, getting it off in seconds.

"Bella, what are we doing?" he asked, sounding unsure. I pulled back.

"I want you to make love to me, Paul," I say, "I want you to take be my first, my last and my only,"

"Are you sure?" he asks, and I nod, the fire between my legs getting hotter and hotter, "Well, ok then,"

He spins us so he's pinning me against the door, his body and my body moulding into one.

He removes all my clothes in a flash, and pulls me over to the bed. Laying on top of me, he trails his hand down my stomach, finally getting to the place I needed him. His fingers found their way inside me, and he pumped twice, making me cry out.

His hand then pushed my thighs apart, and he looked into my eyes. I nodded, and I felt him slide in. He reached my barrier, and I took a hold of the sheets.

With a small thrust, he broke through, and the pain swamped me. It wasn't worse than James' bite, but it was up there.

After a minute, the pain subsided, and I let the sheets fall, nodding to Paul to continue. He set a slow pace, and when the pain had totally gone, I groaned. I felt complete with him rocking inside me.

Soon, it wasn't enough.

"Faster, Paul, please," I asked, my voice breathy. The pace picked up, and it felt so good. I could feel myself panting, and I knew I was close.

"Cum for me, Bella," Paul growled, and I couldn't help but obey. I felt my muscles clenching around Paul, and I called his name. Paul said something, but I was too far gone to understand.

We lay like that for a while, with him still inside me. Eventually, though, I knew I had to get back.

"Come on, Paul, Charlie'll wake up soon," I said. He smiled and nodded, but told me to wait a moment. When he came back, he had a washcloth. I felt myself blushing badly as he cleaned me up.

"Mmmm, I love that blush," he said, making me laugh. I pulled on my clothes, trying to ignore the pain I felt. Because no matter how much pain, it was definitely worth it.

We got back through the window just as Charlie was rolling out of bed. I pulled the sheets around my head, and Paul hid in the cupboard until he went down the stairs.

"Bella, honey, I don't want you to go to school today, ok?" Paul said, looking worried. I grin at him, and he climbs in beside me.

"Ok, Paul, I love you," I whisper, my eyes closing

"I love you too, babe," He murmurs into my hair.

A/N; FINALLY! I have wanted to write that from chapter 1! So, now the dirty has been preformed, what could possibly go wrong? Sorry it took so long to update!