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Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer wrote and owns the Twilight Saga. I am not that original. I'm merely borrowing the characters and making them dew et…a lot.

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ONWARD!

~*SIML*~

BPOV

The training sessions were winding down and Thursday was upon us. It was the last day of training and we were basically reviewing what we had already gone over…and over…and over. Edward and I decided we had had enough training so we decided to skip out of the second half of the day's sessions.

We planned on having lunch together before enjoying the city. Edward, being a native Chicagoan, wanted to show me the sites himself. Truthfully, I think he was excited to play along as a tourist with me, since it had been so long since he was last in The Windy City.

Edward took me to a quaint little bistro for a quiet and delicious lunch. He always seemed to know the best out-of-the-way places to go so I could get the real Chicago experience.

Edward settled the bill and excused himself to use the restroom before our first stop, Navy Pier. He told me it was one of his favorite places to go when he was young. My cell phone rang somewhere deep within my purse. I caught it before the last ring, after fishing it from its hiding place.

"Alice?" I knew it was her. It wasn't like every cell phone on earth didn't have caller ID.

"Bella. Hey. We haven't heard from you since Tuesday. Are you okay? What's up with the room situation? You never said. How's Chicago? Do you love it? Have you been too busy to go out anywhere?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down Alice. One question at a time." I chuckled a little at her never-ending extreme cheerfulness.

"Sorry," she laughed. "I just miss you and I haven't heard from you since your last text message on Tuesday. What's up?"

I wasn't sure I wanted to start the conversation about Edward yet. He would be coming back to the table soon and we had plans. Alice, being Alice, would want every detail from beginning to end – in turn, keeping me on the phone for a greater part of the afternoon. So I decided to answer her as vaguely as possible, but still give her enough information to keep her at appeased.

"Training is over today. Chicago is great. I'm sightseeing this afternoon. Our group is going out for a nice dinner tonight and maybe drinks afterward. It should be fun. The room situation is better than I could have ever expected. I'll tell you all about it when I get back home."

Edward approached the table as I was finishing my little give-her-just-enough-to-give-me-a-break conversation. His crooked smile told me he had heard the part about my – our – room situation. I smiled back at him as he bent to kiss me on the forehead. I blushed at his sweetness. He sat down next to me and opened up the newspaper that had been left behind by another patron. Effectively giving me some privacy but staying close, like I liked.

"You're going out tonight? Are you feeling okay, Bella? That doesn't sound like you. Rose and I usually have to drag you out of the house."

I giggled and it made Edward lower a corner of his newspaper. He cocked his eyebrow and the twinkle in his eye made me blush again. His eyes held mine as I answered Alice as truthfully as I could, without giving too much away.

"Yeah, I know. Some of them can be very persuasive." Edward smirked and wagged his eyebrows at my reaction to him. "It will be fun, Alice. I'll tell you all about it when I get home. I promise. I have to go now, we're headed out."

"We? Who are-"

"I love you and will see you soon."

"Bella!" She sounded playfully frustrated with me.

"Bye, Alice." I laughed as I tossed my phone back into the depths from which it came.

Edward leaned in and lightly kissed my awaiting lips. Our smiles grew simultaneously as our mouths pressed tighter together. He pulled back and kissed the tip of my nose.

"Alice? She's the pushy one, right?"

I laughed at his choice of words. "Yeah, Alice is the assertive one."

He rolled his eyes and tossed the paper down on the table. He took my hand and practically pulled me out the door.

"Come on. Let's go play." His eyes were alight like a child on Christmas morning.

I giggled and half ran behind him.

~*SIML*~

Navy Pier was fun. But experiencing Navy Pier with Edward was beyond words.

We practically ran from the cab, hand in hand, laughing. He insisted we play games, window shop and do the smaller things before riding the gigantic Ferris Wheel. I wasn't going to argue with him. He knew his way around and probably had a system to his silly madness.

We spent so long there we didn't even have the chance to see the other sites in the city that we wanted to visit. I was completely okay with it, so long as I was spending time with Edward.

After a few hours of playing games, buying a few souvenirs, and taking a ferry ride around the city, Edward pulled me to the Ferris Wheel for the last of our time on the pier.

We didn't have to stand in line long, which surprised me a little. We had just settled into our seat when I realized how late it was getting. The sun was going down and it was getting a little chilly. Edward draped his suit jacket over my legs to keep me warm. The skirt I was wearing certainly wasn't helping. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and drew me into his side, effectively pulling me into his warmth. I smiled up at him and grabbed his free hand with my two cold hands.

"Thank you," I said before I reached up to kiss his cheek.

He nuzzled his face into my hair and whispered into my ear, "No. Thank you." He lightly licked the shell of my ear and nibbled my lobe, causing me to shiver. He let out a breathy chuckle that warmed me further. I was lost in the sensations that Edward always seemed to coax from me, without him even really having to try.

Miss Carefree had become so sated over the last few days that she lounged – keeping unusually quiet - across her white, bear-skin rug softly humming while finally finishing her enormous lollipop. I was sure that she had finally flipped.

Miss Responsible, who had become indifferent with me, settled in her chaise lounger reading quietly – pretending to ignore the feelings parading around.

I was so content in the little bubble that Edward and I had created, I hadn't noticed our ascent. He squeezed my shoulders a little and looked down at me with a beautiful smile across his face. Without breaking our quiet affection, he simply nodded at the view before us.

It was beyond beautiful. The sun had finally settled low in the sky but was shining just enough for us to see its stunning, fading rays glisten across the water.

I wanted to capture the moment and thought sadly about the fact that my camera was somewhere in La-La-Land with my lost luggage. I decided not to let it upset me and pulled my phone from my purse to take a few pictures. They weren't the best quality, but I was happy to have them.

I quickly pulled away from Edward and took a picture of him before he could protest. I snuggled back into his side and pressed the button to view my photos. Edward's expression in the picture was so cute. He looked like he'd lost his puppy. I wondered briefly if it was because I had pulled away from him so suddenly. I hope he didn't doubt my new-found feelings for him.

I looked up at him and he smirked at me. He leaned in closer and ran his nose along my jaw, breathing me in. I shifted in the seat, trying to quell the sensations only Edward caused in my body. He had me wrapped around his finger and he didn't really even know it yet.

I tilted my head to give him better access to my neck and shoulder. Before I could react, he turned and had quickly taken the phone from my hands and extended his arm out in front of us.

He looked down and kissed me lightly on the lips. "Smile, Beautiful," he whispered.

Still a little dazed by him, I twisted my fingers into his hair and kissed him like I wanted. He returned my kiss with fever and we made out like two teenagers on a ride at a local county fair.

The sound of something falling to the metal floor at our feet pulled us away from our stupor. Edward kissed me once more time before reaching down to pick up my phone and hand it back to me.

Lucky we decided on the protective cover or it would be broken by now, Miss Responsible chided.

Honestly, I wasn't quite sure what her problem was but didn't care enough to delve too deeply. I was enjoying my time with Edward and I wasn't going to let her ruin it.

All too soon, the ride came to a stop and we had to exit our little happy bubble. As we waited for a cab, I decided I had enough time to shop for new luggage before our night out. We were leaving the following day and I had no way to get my new clothes home.

I squeezed Edward's hand to get his attention. He leaned down and kissed me before responding. "What is it, sweet girl?"

"There's still time before we have to meet everyone for dinner."

He smirked at me. I'm sure he was thinking about something entirely different that I was. Alright, so maybe I was thinking about it a little too.

"Well, we're leaving tomorrow and I really need to get some new luggage, since the airline still hasn't found mine. Why don't you head back to the hotel? You can get ready first and I'll meet you in a little bit."

His face contorted from sexy into a good-natured grin. "Okay. You need luggage. But I'm going with you."

"Edward, you don't have-"

"Nope," he interrupted with a sweet peck on my lips. "Enough said. I'm going with you." He smiled down at me and pulled me closer to kiss the top of my head. "I don't want to spend any more time without you, than I absolutely have to."

I placed my hands on his chest and reached to kiss his lips. He bent to meet me half way and chastely kissed me.

"Alright. If you insist," I responded against his lips.

He smirked and responded, "Yes, I do insist." He leaned further into me and kissed me with abandon. I was lost in him, only able to feel, taste and smell him. I was in heaven.

Edward and I had grown so close in such a short time, I knew I should have been scared or at least a little alarmed, but I just wasn't. It felt right. I hadn't felt this happy in years…maybe ever.

~*SIML*~

EPOV

Bella and I started off our last evening in Chicago having dinner with the rest of our co-workers. It wasn't really what I wanted to do, but it had become a tradition for those of us who attended the out of town training to have one night out together.

Although we weren't exactly keeping our time together a secret, Bella and I didn't want all of our co-workers to find out before we had had a chance to pursue it a little deeper, by ourselves.

When we arrived at the restaurant, only half of our group was there, so it gave Bella and me a chance to strategically sit together. When the rest of our party arrived, I ended up having to sit with Tanya - at the head of the table - to my left, as Bella sat on my right. To the right of Bella was James – at the other side of the table – while Ben and Kate sat directly in front of Bella and me.

Dinner started out nice. The girls shared a bottle of wine, while we guys stuck with beer. Dinner was wonderful, as usual. It was hard to find bad food in Chicago. That was one of my favorite things about Chicago. Well, until that fateful morning I found Bella in the lobby of our hotel. I had spent so much quality time with Bella over the last week that that had become my favorite thing about Chicago. Bella and I.

Throughout dinner, I would casually remove my hand from the table and wrap my fingers around her inner thigh. She only jumped the first time. She had looked up at me in surprise as a blush spread across her cheeks, which I returned with a playful smirk.

I knew which panties she was wearing, as I had chosen them for the evening. Once she put them on, they had quickly become my favorite item of clothing she owned. They were entirely lace and I wasn't even sure they could be considered panties. The skirt she wore allowed me to reach higher and higher as the night progressed. Once dessert arrived I was under the hem and gently rubbing my fingers along her slickness. Thank goodness for table cloths. She squirmed a bit, but held her conversation better than I anticipated. I was going to have to see what we could do about that while at the club. Our co-workers were nice company, but I wanted to be alone with Bella…soon.

A few times during the course of the night, Tanya had made a few subtle passes at me. It didn't surprise me because it was something she always did. I'm sure Bella noticed but she didn't comment, as I still had my fingers intentionally placed in her panties. She had to know she owned me…every part of me.

James, on the other hand - he was pissing me off. He would continually place his hand over Bella's during polite conversation. I knew how he worked. Polite was the last thing on his mind. Bella would remove her hand and continue with the conversation, as if nothing had happened. She must have noticed me getting a little upset because she reached down and wrapped her hand around my forearm – which was still between her legs.

Once we finished dinner, we all made our way to a small club that had a great blues band playing. The bar wasn't too crowded as we were able to get a table right away. Tanya took it upon herself to sit beside me, causing Bella to have to sit across from me. I wasn't exactly happy but wasn't going to make a big deal out of it. We agreed not to make our relationship blatantly obvious in front of our co-workers, so the distance worked – for appearance sake. We were all having a good time and I didn't want to ruin our last night in Chicago together. Though the attention James kept giving Bella was going to be my undoing.

Drinks flowed freely and we would occasionally get up to dance. Tanya pulled me close a few times, which I was able to keep to a minimum. She was drunk enough that she didn't care who she hung onto. I pushed her off onto James a few times. He didn't seem to like it, because it would interrupt the game he was trying to work on Bella.

Even though I wasn't able to reach across the table and kiss her like I wanted so desperately to do, we were able to stay connected with occasional eye contact. She had the most beautiful, soulful eyes. I found myself getting lost in them on more than one occasion. She would blush and look away before anyone really noticed.

I excused myself to get a beer from the bar and - to be honest - to get away from Tanya. She was driving me crazy.

Bella got up and made her way down a dark hallway to the bathroom. I watched her ass as she walked away. She knew what she was doing to me…she had to.

I paid the bartender and made my way toward the bathrooms. I was going to wait for Bella to come out and maybe sneak a kiss or two before we headed back to the rest of our group.

Before I got too far down the dark hallway, someone grabbed my arm and stopped me. I turned to see Tanya eyeing me suspiciously. I wondered if she knew what I was up to. She gave me a drunken smile. "Edward, what are you doing down here all alone? Were you looking for me?"

Before I could do anything else, she pushed me against the wall and shoved her tongue down my throat. Her breath reeked of beer and her perfume choked me.

She always hit on me…always, but her forcefulness caught me off guard. It shocked me to the point that I was stunned. I stood there with my beer in one hand while she had my other hand pressed against the wall. She interpreted my stillness – shock really - as an invitation and grabbed my dick…hard. I wasn't hard, she grabbed me hard. Just to be clear.

Before I could push her away I heard a gasp to my right. Tanya pulled away just enough for me to turn my head.

Bella stood there in the middle of the hallway with her hands over her mouth and tears in her eyes.

My eyes widened in response and I tried to push Tanya away. She was so drunk that she thought I was coming on to her. She released my cock and tightly wrapped her arms around my waist, pressing her head against my chest.

"He's fucking hot, isn't he Bella?" she slurred. "We make a great couple. I'm so glad I came to Ch- Chicago with you, Eddie."

Tanya was reaching up to kiss me again as Bella bolted for the front door.

"Bella!" I yelled across the bar. The music was too loud to reach her.

I finally got a good hold of Tanya and forcefully shoved her away. "Get the fuck off me, Tanya. You're drunk. I'm not."

She came stumbling toward me again. "Oh come on, Eddie. It will be fun."

I was pissed. The only girl I wanted – ever wanted - had run out because a fucking skank couldn't hold her alcohol and couldn't tell the difference between a brush off and a come on.

I moved her toward the adjacent wall with my hands pressed against the wall on either side of her head and got in her face; the beer bottle clinking against the brick. She smiled and closed her eyes, thinking I was about to kiss her, I'm sure. I leaned in closer and whispered, "Stay the fuck away from me, Tanya. I wouldn't touch you with James' dick. The best thing that has ever happened in my entire fucking life just ran out that door and I intend to get it back."

The look on her face was priceless. It was a mixture of confusion and shock. I handed her my beer and I shoved away from the wall.

I ran outside, not giving a second thought to the rest of our group still sitting around bull shitting in the bar.

I grabbed a cab and told the driver I was in a hurry – like he had never heard that one before. We made it back to the hotel faster than I thought possible. I over tipped him for getting me there so quickly.

I ran through the pristine lobby, not giving a shit what anyone thought about me. I stood at the bank of elevators and pressed the button repeatedly.

"Fucking come on!" I yelled to no one in particular. The other guests waiting for the elevator just stared at me with shocked expressions on their face. I'm sure I looked like a drug addict or something, pacing around and continually pressing the call button – like it was going to make the elevator come faster or some shit.

As soon as the doors opened I darted in, giving little care for the people who were trying to exit the lift. A small group crowded in with me and we waited…and waited…and fucking waited. I was impatient as fuck. My girl was somewhere in the city – hopefully in our hotel room- upset with me for something I didn't really do. She had to understand that it was not what it looked like.

The doors opened at the fourth floor and an old couple exited. There were three more buttons lit up before we were going to make it to the seventeenth floor. When we stopped at the tenth floor, I pushed my way out of the lift. The elevator was too slow so I fucking hit the stairs. I ran seven flights up to my floor. I was thankful I insisted on going to the gym and staying in shape, otherwise the trip would have been a lot more painful.

I ran to the door, winded and frantic, and tried to swipe my keycard several times before it finally released. When I opened the door, nothing seemed out of place in the living room. The doors to the bedroom were closed and I hoped like hell Bella was behind them. I opened the doors without knocking and saw her new suitcase atop the bed with her clothes strewn everywhere.

A lock clicking into place caught my attention. She was in the bathroom…locked in the bathroom. She must have heard me coming. Who wouldn't? I had pounded through the doors like a fucking herd of elephants, scared to death that she was gone before I really had her.

I slowly approached the door and knocked lightly.

"Bella?"

Nothing.

"Bella, beautiful, please."

No answer. I barely made out her soft sobs through the door. It broke my heart. I had to make it right.

"Bella, it's not what it looked like. I promise. Please open the door and talk to me."

The strength in her voice startled me. "Right, Edward. That's what they all say, isn't it? 'It's not what it looked like'. Fuck you, Edward! I don't nee-" Her words cut off and turned into sobbing.

I pressed my forehead and hands against the door. "Bella, open the door. We need to talk about this. What you saw… Bella, she attacked me. She just walked up and started…uh! Please open the door and talk to me about this."

She started yelling again. "Whatever, Edward. I get it…really, I do. You just took pity on poor, little, stranded Bella and it was just an added bonus that you could fuck her while you had her in your room. Got it out of your system! Had your little fling. Don't worry, Edward, I'll just go on-"

"Bella, no. It's not like that."

"Really? Really, Edward? Because it just seems convenient to have me in your bed here and to go back home and do whatever, or whoever, it was before I so rudely interrupted you."

I was getting pissed. She was treating what we had like a trivial fling that didn't mean anything.

"Fuck!" I raised a hand and hit the door hard. "Bella, open the fucking door. We need to talk about this," I shouted. My hands were shaking, my breaths came in short, fast huffs and my mind raced with ideas of how I could to fix this.

"No we don't! Leave me the fuck alone," she half screamed, half sobbed through the door.

"I'm not leaving, Bella. I can't do that!"

Her tone changed from upset to the sarcastic snark I had started to fall in love with, "Really? And why not, Edward? Was it that good? Huh? Is it worth giving up all-"

"Because I've fallen in love with you…that's why," I shouted through the door, interrupting her ridiculous rant.

Fuck.

I couldn't believe I just blurted it out without giving it a second thought. I knew I was falling in love with Bella so it wasn't a surprise to me really. I was more afraid of her reaction. We had only been together for a few days. Could you fall in love with someone that quickly? If someone had asked me that a month ago, I would have told them they were crazy. But there I was, proclaiming my love for Bella…through a bathroom door after she had shut me out.

I heard the lock release from the other side of the door and I grabbed the frame to brace myself for the worst. I was terrified to see the look on her face. My heart pounded relentlessly against my chest and it had nothing to do with the seven flights I scaled to get to her. She opened the door slowly, her gaze trained on the floor, her brows furrowed as if she were confused.

"What?" she whispered.

I wanted to lift her chin so I could look into her eyes, but was worried she might snap at me. So I just stood there in the threshold and opened my heart.

"I'm in love with you, Bella," I whispered back.

She quietly gasped and placed her hand over her heart, looking up to meet my eyes. I searched her eyes, her expression giving nothing away. They were rimmed in red from crying and brimmed with unshed tears. It broke my heart. She didn't love me back. It was too soon. I'd pushed her away. I'd lost her before I really even had her.

I couldn't bear the thought of losing her so I started to ramble.

"Bella, I know we've only been together for—I know…I know it's too soon. And this is not how I wanted to tell you. But-"

She quickly lifted her tiny fingers to my lips to stop my rambling. My heart continued to pound against my chest, threatening to make its own escape and save itself from our impending doom. I stood there holding my breath, waiting for the bomb to drop. I'd lost her.

"Edward?" she whispered. Her tears spilled over and rolled down her cheeks. I felt my own eyes sting with salty tears. She was going to let me down easy…I could feel it.

Her pause was too long and the silence was deafening, our nervous breaths the only sound in the room.

"Say it again."

I furrowed my brows, trying to make sense of what she had said. My brain and heart screamed for my body to cooperate.

I slowly wrapped my hand around her wrist and removed her hand from my mouth, rubbing my thumb across her pulse. Her heart was beating as fast as mine, if not faster.

I bent my knees to meet her at eye level. "I love you, Bella. I know it's too soon and you may think that I'm crazy, but-" her free hand covered my lips again, interrupting me. I couldn't figure out her train of thought. She had just asked me to tell her again, yet she stopped me for a second time.

A small, teary smile creep across her beautiful face and she spoke. "No buts Edward, just you and me. Nothing matters but you and me right now."

I smiled at her choice of words – the words that mirrored my own from only a few days prior.

I released her wrist and placed my hands gently on either side of her face, my thumbs wiping away her tears. I moved in and kissed her, silently telling her just how much I loved and cared for her. When we pulled away, I placed my forehead against hers, looking deeply into her eyes.

"I love you, Bella. Te amo," I vowed.

"I love you too, Edward," she whispered.

The kiss we shared after admitting our feels toward each other was beyond words. Our bodies were wrapped together seamlessly, as if we had become one. Our lips moved slowly while our arms wrapped around one another so tightly. The soft moan that emanated from deep within Bella's body almost became my undoing. At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to make love to the woman who had stolen my heart. But I wanted to talk to her. I wanted to explain to her what had happened…what she saw.

I slowly and gently pulled back from her, pressing my lips to her once more before I started.

"Bella?"

"Hmm?" The contented sound she made did nothing for the swelling that started to occur in my pants. But I had to talk to her.

"Bella, what you saw? You know that she-"

She interrupted me with a sweet kiss before pulling my bottom lips in between her teeth.

I growled and pulled her tighter against my aching erection. She gasped at the feel of it pressed against her stomach. I smirked at her cuteness but stayed silent.

A far away look passed across her expression before she looked into my eyes once again.

"Edward, I know she was the one…that she was forcing herself on you. It's just that…well…"

There was something about the expression that colored her face that made me want to scoop her up and reassure her that it would never happen again.

I skimmed my fingers across her cheekbone and looked deeply in to her eyes. She was fighting something.

"You can tell me, Bella. But you don't have to, you know? It's alright."

"No. I…you need to know. You need to know why I reacted like I did." She looked at me with sadness and it broke my heart.

"When I was in college I dated this guy, Michael. He was really sweet and romantic when we first got together. He really understood that I was still…that I hadn't ever…well…that I was a virgin. We were together for a few months and he didn't really force me or anything. But he always seemed to try to guilt me into moving forward with our relationship. He would always make little comments, trying to be funny, in front of his friends and stuff.

"Anyway, I decided that…you know…that we should go ahead and have sex. All my friends lost their virginity in high school and there I was a freshman in college still holding on to it. It almost felt silly."

Her expression was far off as she told me one of the stories from her past.

"So, I told Mike that I was ready. He jumped at the chance and didn't think twice about it. We were in my dorm room, while my roommate was out doing laundry. He and I just…did it. It was painful and he just did what he had to do.

"Anyway, the next day he started getting all weird and was being distant and stuff. It took me forever to track him down at one of his friend's houses. He was upset that I had come looking for him but started acting normal again right after. It was like he was bi-polar or something. I don't know.

"That night we got a group together and went clubbing. I thought it was weird that Mike had invited so many single girls, but I didn't give it much thought. We all were drinking, dancing and having a good time."

Her expression changed to a blank stare, like she was looking at something far off.

"Mike left the table and said he'd be right back. I just thought he had to go to the bathroom or something. After about thirty minutes, I started to get a little worried, since we were underage and getting drinks with our fake ID's. I thought maybe he had gotten caught and kicked out. I got up to look for him. When I made my way toward the bathrooms I found him pressing this girl up against the wall practically fucking her…I guess. I mean, they probably weren't but I never really bothered finding out. Not that it mattered. He saw me, smiled and waved at me and said something to the girl who looked up at me and laughed.

"Turns out, it was just a bet. His friends bet him that he couldn't…you know…get me in bed or whatever and he took the bet. I'm really the only one who lost. I was humiliated.

"So when I saw you and Tanya…all I could think about was Mike and what he did to me. I know I should have stayed. I could tell by the look on your face that you didn't want it…you know, that you weren't enjoying it. But I couldn't do anything but react. I just reacted. I'm sorry."

She was apologizing to me? No, no, no, no, no.

"No, Bella, no. Don't be sorry," I whispered. "I'm so sorry that happened to you. You know I would never do anything like that to you. I would never intentionally hurt you…ever."

She placed her hands on my cheeks, smiled a sad smile and kissed me.

"I know, Edward. I love you."

"And I love you, sweet girl."

Our slow, sweet kiss turned heated once again. Bella worked to unbutton my shirt as I peeled her skin-tight jeans from her curves. Our lips never left one another. Her lips were always so soft. Once we completely undressed one another, I lifted her and walked to the side of the bed. I felt for the mattress as I guided our bodies to the center of the bed, shoving her suitcase onto the floor in the same move.

Our love making that night was about showing our love for one another. I caressed her breasts as she lightly scratched her nails through my hair. I licked and sucked the column of her neck as she ran her fingers down my back. I whispered my love to her as she wrapped her legs around my waist. Silently I pressed my cock against her wetness and her breathing faltered. I pushed forward and let her warmth enclose around me. I moved against her…within her…deeper…filling her with all I could give. I kissed her lightly and pushed deeper still. We were silent until we couldn't hold it back any longer.

Bella's breathing came faster and I felt her walls flutter around me. I wanted her to have this. It was always about her first and foremost.

Her orgasm rushed through her, causing her breasts to blush. I couldn't resist them. I leaned down and ran my tongue in circles around her nipples. Her hands tightened and loosened around my shoulders. I looked down at her and her eyes conveyed nothing but love and contentment.

She kissed me once more before pushing me over. I rolled onto my back and she straddled my hips. I sat up and wrapped my arms around her waist as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

"I love you, Edward," she said before she sank down onto my cock and took control.

"Oh…Bella, I love…I love you too, beautiful. So much," I replied before I kissed her deeply. She whimpered and began to move faster. I grabbed her hips to help guide her along my hardness. Her fast movements had me on the edge. "You feel so good. Uh, your pussy is so wet for me. Yeah, just like that baby. Cum for me baby."

"Yes…uh…only you. Oh…oh fuck. Edward, uh…I'm cumming. Oh…oh...ooooooh."

I pounded upward, faster and harder, coaxing her release. She thrust her hands into my hair and tightened her fingers as her orgasm ran through her.

My stomach tightened and I couldn't hold back any longer. "Bella, baby, I'm gonna…I'm…I'm cumming. Oh fuck, yes."

I released deep within her as she came down from her high. I pushed three more times before I was completely spent. I wrapped my arms around her again and pulled her down with me to the bed. She lifted up, releasing me and rested her head against my chest. I released a deep breath as she sighed in contentment.

We fell asleep wrapped in each other's love.

Italian Translation:

Te amo = I love you

Some rec's if you are so inclined:

www(dot)fanfiction(dot)net/s/5251499/1/Secret_Life ~ Secret Life by MandyLeigh87
Everyone has secrets. What are Edward and Bella keeping from eachother?

www(dot)fanfiction(dot)net/s/6215656/1/Heat_of_a_Blue_Flame ~ Heat of a Blue Flame by 107yearoldvirgin
H
er story draws you in and won't let you go!

www(dot)fanfiction(dot)net/s/6115911/1/Welcome_To_Paradise ~ Welcome To Paradise by susie55
Surferward is too hot for summer!

www(dot)fanfiction(dot)net/s/6108912/1/Green ~ Green by Bratty-Vamp
N
erward comes to the rescue and captures your heart!