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Okay, I'll stop talking and let you get on with chapter 9. You've all been very patient and I hope this doesn't disappoint...


We stumbled our way down the hall, into his bedroom, still kissing hungrily. Edward pulled back briefly and switched on the lamp next to his bed, filling the room with a soft, warm glow. I reached for him, fumbling with the buttons of his shirt and lifting up to kiss him again. I was wound so tightly, despite our dance floor sexcapades. I wanted him, all of him. The force of my desire was dizzying and left me throbbing and aching just how I liked it.

"Bella, baby, slow down," he mumbles against my mouth and I froze, easing back from him. We stood by the bed, looking at each other. My heart pounded in anticipation, excitement, and just a little fear.

I wasn't afraid of Edward or being with him, I knew I wanted that more than anything. I was a little afraid of the pain I'd heard was associated with having sex for the first time. And there was a teeny, tiny piece of self-doubt that was afraid Edward might lose interest once we'd actually had sex or that I would be complete crap in bed and he would leave me.

He reached out and cupped my cheek in his hand, "Bella, are you sure?" His eyes searched mine; seeking out signs of the tiny amount of fear I was feeling. "We don't have to do this, baby. If you're not ready, it's okay." His thumb rubbing soothingly along my skin and a tiny sigh escaped me. Just that one small touch eased my nerves.

"I want to, Edward," I said softly, stepping closer to him and putting my hands on his chest.

He drew his brows together, "You're really sure? This isn't something you can undo."

Suddenly insecure, I dropped my hands and took a small step back, tilting my head so Edward's hand fell from my cheek. "Do you…not want me?" I asked in a small, trembling voice as the fear of rejection washed over me.

"Yes! God, yes," he exclaimed, pulling me into his arms and resting his forehead against mine. "Of course, I want you, Bella. I've never wanted another woman so much in my entire life. I just don't want you to rush into anything you aren't ready for. I'll wait as long you want, you're worth every second of waiting."

"Edward, I don't want to wait anymore. I've been ready for a long time, I just needed to find the right guy."

"Why me, Bella? What makes me so special?"

I raised my hands to his face, lightly holding it. I looked into his beautiful dark green eyes and felt a rush of love fill me. I didn't know how long this incredible man would be mine, but I'd be damned if I was going to waste our time together.

"Because you're wonderful. You're sweet and kind and patient and brilliant and funny and caring. You make me feel beautiful and you know how to read my moods and make me smile. You treat me like I'm a princess. Because you made me yours, and I want to be yours in every way."

I lifted up on my toes and lightly pressed my lips to his; loving the feel of his soft lips pressing back against mine.

He raised his head and slowly began trailing his fingers up my arm and along my collarbone. "You're mine?"

I nodded, my eyes holding his steadily. "All of you?" he whispered and I nodded again. His fingertips trailed over my heart and then he pressed his palm to the steady pulse beating there.

He dropped his gaze to his hand for a moment and then looked back up to my eyes. "What about this? Is your heart mine, too?"

My breath caught in my throat and my pulse quickened. I licked my lips and swallowed before opening my mouth. "My heart, too. I love you, Edward." My voice was soft, but steady and sure. I held my breath as I waited for his response.

"Bella," he growled and shoved his hands into my hair, kissing me passionately. I was left gasping for breath and blinking up at him in a lust-filled daze, when he finally pulled away. "I love you, too, Bella. I've loved you since that first night you fell asleep in my arms. You felt so perfect curled up against me, and your scent on my pillows and I just knew. I knew you were the girl I'd been searching for without even knowing I was searching."

He kissed me again, his arms tight around me and I melted against him. My heart was dancing in my chest. Somehow, this beautiful, incredible, amazing man loved me!

"I love you so much, Isabella. I don't think I can ever let you go." He kissed his way along the column of my throat and my hands slipped into his hair, grasping the silky strands. "There was one thing you got wrong, though. You're not a princess in my eyes. You are a goddess and all I want is to worship you."

This time when he kissed me, it was soft and tender. His fingers teased loose the knot at my neck, where the straps of my halter top came together. I felt the straps slide down, guided by his fingertips. Edward's hands moved around to the zipper at the back of my top and slowly lowered it slowly, letting my top drop to the floor. My skirt followed suit in quick succession, and still kissing me, Edward laid me across his bed. He lifted up from my lips and body, his eyes raking across the corset and matching lace thong, down to my knee-high boots, before traveling back up to my eyes.

"Fuck, you're so beautiful," he said, breathing heavily. The admiration and sincerity and love in his eyes made tears sting the backs of mine. The way he looked at me made me feel more beautiful than I'd ever felt in my life. I reached one hand up to clasp the back of his neck, tugging him down to me and kissing him. I slid my tongue into his mouth, tangling it with his and fiercely trying to give him back every emotion I felt flowing from him.

Edward gradually began kissing his way down my neck, lightly scraping his teeth along the curve of my collarbone and earning a quiet moan from me. His mouth continued its path down my chest and along the tops of my breasts in hot, wet licks and soft brushes of his lips along my skin. He ran the tip of his tongue just inside the edge of the corset, following the curve of one breast and just grazing my hardened nipple. I gasped in pleasure, feeling electricity jolt through my body to land right between my thighs. If I thought I'd been wet before, it was like a trickle of water in a dry creek bed compared to the river flooding my panties now.

Edward growled against my skin in satisfaction and proceeded with his leisurely exploration of my body. He lightly ran the edge of his teeth down the fabric of the corset while his hands sensuously slid up my waist and ribs, thumbs fanning out to brush over my breasts and teased circles around the tights buds of my nipples beneath the fabric. He finally reached the juncture of my thighs, nuzzling his nose against the sensitive skin over the lacy fabric, before pressing a light kiss with his tongue darting out to caress over the wet fabric for a moment. I moaned loudly and thrust my hips against his mouth, my hands gripping the sheets tightly.

He chuckled quietly and trailed his hands down as he moved his mouth to the inside of one thigh, lapping at my wetness that had spread onto my skin. I whimpered in protest as he continued his path down to my boot. Edward removed the boot and then held my foot as he kissed his way back up from my ankle to my thigh, just shy of where I wanted his lips.

I groaned in frustration as he switched to my other leg, performing the same slow, sweet torture with his tongue and lips all the way down my leg and back up again after removing the other boot. At long last, when I was panting and writhing in anticipation with little cries escaping me, he reached my pussy once more. This time he took the edge of the lace thong between his teeth and began to lazily drag it downward. I lifted my hips, all too happy to aid him in getting rid of them, and he pulled the lace over my legs before tossing them over his shoulder with a quick jerk of his head.

Edward looked up at me from between my legs, with a devastatingly sexy smirk. I whimpered again, my breathing shallow and quick, and gripped the sheets tighter. "Edward, please," I begged, "I want you, so much."

His smirk transformed into that gorgeous crooked grin of his and my heart pounded even harder. I moaned as the ache between my thighs intensified. "All in good time, love. I told you, I'm worshiping you tonight."

A sob came from me and he bent his head close to my core. "Shh," he softly blew against the tingling skin. "I'll make it all better, baby. I promise," Edward whispered and flicked his tongue along my slick folds.

I yelled out, my hips jerking from the sweet pleasure I felt from just the small touch. Edward chuckled again and rested one arm across my hips, holding them in place. His other hand teased my soft folds, tracing the edges upward and drawing light circles around my clit.

I let out my best porn star moan and grabbed his hair, pulling on it. He groaned and pressed his mouth to my pussy, tongue slipping between my folds to tease my entrance. I began babbling incoherently about how amazing his tongue was and that I loved his fingers and how fucking hard I was going to come as he continued to lick and suck and caress me with his mouth and hand. That delicious tension built higher and higher until I thought I would scream if I didn't get some kind of release soon.

Edward was relentless as he slid his tongue inside me, running the tip of it along my walls as his thumb massaged my clit, sending jolts of electric pleasure through my body. He wound me tighter and tighter, my moans and cries filling the room until at long last he sent me flying over the edge and into the ocean of ecstasy awaiting me on the other side.

I screamed his name and trembled and shook as wave after wave of pleasure ripped through me. It seemed never ending, as Edward never stopped his ministrations with his tongue and fingers.

"Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God!" I panted as I felt another orgasm forming on the heels of the one I was currently having. Edward growled against my over-sensitive skin and sent me tumbling over again.

"Edward, oh, God! I love you!" I yelled and threw my head back against the pillows. My eyes were clenched shut as I rode out the waves of pleasure Edward was giving me. I pulled his hair hard and he crawled his way back up my body, kissing and nuzzling occasionally.

I yanked his face to mine, kissing him eagerly and wrapping my arms around him. His arms threaded up into my hair, tangling in the silky strands as he moved his mouth with mine. We broke the kiss, both of us panting, and Edward rested his forehead against mine.

"Bella," he breathed and brushed his lips against mine again. Lifting his head, he smiled ruefully at me. "As fucking sexy as you look in this lingerie thingy, it has to go. I don't want there to be anything between us when I'm finally inside you."

I moaned, astounded at how turned on I still was, after coming twice, three times if you included the dance floor earlier this evening. I arched my back and Edward tried to blindly untie the ribbon holding the corset together. After several unsuccessful attempts at undoing the bow, he let out a frustrated snarl and ripped the ribbon at the base of the bow, and swiftly unlaced it up my back.

Once it was fully open he tossed it aside and smiled down at my boobs. "Hello, girls. I missed you," he sighed happily.

I burst out laughing, despite the romantic mood he had created so painstakingly. He smirked up at me, "What's so funny, beautiful girl? I did miss them. Your tits and I happen to have a very special relationship."

I laughed all over again, and he bent his head to nuzzle them. Edward took one hardened peak into his mouth swirling his tongue around the bud and I suddenly found myself porn moaning instead of laughing. My hands held his head again, gentler this time, but still capturing it in place. After a few moments, he shifted over to the other breast, lavishing the same attention to that one.

I started to ache between my thighs again and I found myself pulling at his clothes, wondering how I had ended up completely naked and he still had all of his clothes on. Edward abruptly sat up from me, a small gasp escaping my lips in surprise. He had his shirt off in lightening speed, I blinked and his jeans were in a puddle on the floor along with his shoes and socks. All he was left standing in was a pair of black boxer briefs. And holy fuck, did they ever look good on him. He started to push them down, but I stopped him.

"Can I?" I asked shyly. His eyes were dark and hooded as he stared into mine and nodded softly. Smiling slightly, I shifted up to my knees and reached out, hooking my fingers along the edge of the material. I slid his boxer briefs down his legs, watching as his cock bounced as it was freed. I trailed one hand along his long shaft, wrapping my hand around the base and stroking twice. I leaned over suddenly, sliding the tip of his cock between my lips and sucking on the head.

Edward groaned loudly, his hands automatically coming up to tangle in my hair. I slid my mouth down his length and sucked my way back up, stroking my hand in sync. My tongue swirled and massaged as I sucked him in and out of my mouth. I was totally addicted to the sounds and oh-so-dirty words the fell from his lips every time his cock was in my mouth.

"Fuck," Edward cursed and I somehow ended up on my back on Edward's bed again, with him hovering over me. One hand slid between my drenched folds, two fingers slipping inside me and rubbing that fucktastic spot inside me, causing me to tremble.

"I need to be inside you, love. Tell me it's okay, that I can make love to you, be inside your warm, soft, sweet body." His voice was rough and uneven and I felt the tension in his tight muscles as he waited for me to tell him one last time that I was ready.

I looked into his eyes, the green so dark it was black, our breath warm and mingling together as we both panted softly. "Make love to me, Edward. Please, baby. I want this, want you, so, so much." He mouth crashed to mine, and my arms circled his neck, holding him close to me.

I sighed at the feel of his smooth skin sliding against mine, bringing tingles through my body. One of his arms wrapped around me while the other positioned his cock at my entrance. I felt the tiniest pressure at my entrance, and Edward gazed down at me.

"Ready, love?" he whispered and I nodded, parting my legs a little more to give him easier access. He slowly pushed into me, both of us hissing with the feeling. I felt a burning pleasurable pain as my body was stretched to fit his width. It wasn't nearly as bad as I had feared, figuring Edward's thoroughness earlier had prepared me as well as I ever could have been.

When he was about halfway inside me, he paused, assessing me. "Are you okay, love? Am I hurting you? You have to tell me if I hurt you, okay? Immediately."

"I'm okay, Edward. It stings a little, but it's not so bad. Keep going, please. I want to feel all of you."

He moaned and slid forward further, eventually filling me completely. I paused him for a moment, letting my body adjust to having him inside me fully. The burning stretching sensation receded and I shifted my hips, gasping at the little surge of pleasure from that one simple movement.

"Edward," I moaned and he moaned back, his head dropped low resting on my shoulder.

"Bella. My sweet Bella," he whispered and tightened his arms around me. Gently, he began moving within me, both of us groaning out loud. I pressed my head back against the pillows, exposing my throat as Edward rained kisses all over my face and throat and shoulders. He slowly thrust his hips against me, my slick heat allowing him to easily slide in and out of my body.

I began rolling my hips to meet his as we found our rhythm together. He kept our pace languid and steady, agonizingly building the beautiful pleasure inside me. I began to breathe rapidly as each stroke brought me more and more luscious enjoyment. I tossed my head back and forth on the pillow, straining for my release that Edward was steadily stroking me into.

"Oh, Isabella," he moaned in a gravelly voice, "You feel like heaven. Like you were made just for me." He tilted his hips at a slightly different angle, the head of his cock now stroking that spot only he could ever find and I cried out.

"Edward! I'm so close, so very close. Oh, please, baby," I moaned, holding him tighter to me. He began to move with slightly more urgency, making certain he pressed against that spot with every thrust.

"That's it, love. I can feel you tightening around me. I want you to come, baby. I want to give you that pleasure, I'll give you anything you want," he groaned quietly.

After two more deep thrusts, he placed his lips to my ear, "I love you, Bella."

"Edward!" I cried out, coming harder and longer than I ever had before. A rainbow of stars danced in front of my eyes and my whole body shook and I felt my core rippling around his hard cock. "I love you, I love you, Edward, oh God, I love you!" I moaned as he thrust deeply into me once more before following me into ecstasy. He yelled my name and groaned loudly and I felt him pulsing inside me.

He collapsed onto me, kissing my lips softly, as we both lay sweaty and out of breath. He held me as he rolled to his side, still joined together and keeping my body fully pressed to his. He soothingly stroked one hand along my back.

I nuzzled my face into the crook of his neck and sighed happily. I couldn't have dreamed of a more perfect first union in my wildest dreams. "Edward, that was perfect. So incredibly perfect."

He made a contented, little humming noise in agreement, "Perfect," he echoed and kissed the top of my head.

With a sigh, he slipped out of me, still holding me close to him. "I love you, Bella," he murmured, resting his cheek on the crown of my head.

"I love you, too," I said, grinning into his chest and practically glowing with happiness. I closed my eyes, blissfully satisfied in his arms and let myself drift off to sleep.


Edward woke me in the middle of the night, sucking on the sensitive spot behind my ear and his fingers teasing the folds of my pussy. Instantly, I was wet and throbbing for him. "Edward," I gasped as he slipped two fingers inside me and he answered with a moan of his own.

"So wet, already," he panted, "I need you again, baby." He pressed soft kisses along my jaw and neck. "Can I, love? Are you too sore?"

"Edward, take me, please," I begged, wanting to feel him deep within me again. To know if it would feel as incredible as it had the first time. I found myself flipped onto my back with Edward over me; his hips nestled between my thighs. In one smooth thrust he was buried inside me and we both shuddered with pleasure. I loved the exquisite sensation of his cock stretching and filling me entirely.

He moved with more force than before, still gentle but not fearful of hurting me like before. My breathy moans and cries filled the air, as Edward loved me. His hands caressed over my body, constantly traveling in loving strokes along my skin. He cupped my breasts and rolled my nipples between his thumb and index finger and I moaned loudly at the thrills of pleasure shooting through me.

I felt body begin to tighten as Edward surged faster. He reached down, sliding his hand along the outside of my thigh and hitching my leg up on his hip. "Fuck!" I screamed as he went even deeper inside my aching pussy. I raked my nails down his back, pressing my hands to the hard muscles of his ass and urging him deeper, harder.

I writhed beneath him, thrusting my own hips up to meet his. "Edward, oh, yes, Edward," I chanted.

"Mine," Edward growled possessively and grazed his teeth along the side of my neck.

I shivered, "Oh, fuck yes!" I was so close to coming and I knew it would only be a few more strokes before I tumbled over the edge. He grazed his teeth along my hypersensitive skin again and I moaned.

"Bite harder. Mark me, Edward!" I cried and a feral noise escaped his mouth. He bit my neck, sucking on the skin he caught and I dug my nails into his shoulders, screaming out as I shattered in his arms. I shook and sobbed and drown in the overwhelming sensations racking my body. I was so far gone I didn't even notice when Edward reached his own bliss. I vaguely heard him moan my name loudly, but that was the only small piece of the world that permeated my pleasure filled bubble.


The sunlight streaming in through the window woke me eventually, although I snuggled deep in Edward's comforter, pressed flush against him. Sighing, I finally opened my eyes, peeking out into the room. Edward lay there, watching my emergence from the cocoon I'd made myself with an extremely amused smirk.

He lifted his hand to delve it into my hair, gently tugging me up to kiss me good morning. "Good morning, my love." His voice was still rough with sleep.

I smiled up at him, ridiculously happy, "Good morning. Did you sleep well?"

He smiled his crooked smile at me, and my heart fluttered. "Never better. How are you doing this morning? Not too sore? I think I was a little rougher with you than I should have been."

I stretched slightly, feeling a twinge between my legs, but nothing that would truly bother me. "I'm fine, Edward. Better than fine, actually. I'm great." I curled up against his chest, resting my head over his heart. I listened to the steady beating and closed my eyes, breathing peacefully. Edward played with my hair as I lay there, completely content.

"Edward?" I said softly, idly tracing patterns on his chest.

"Mmm," he hummed in answer.

"Was last night…was it good? For you? I mean, it was absolutely amazing for me. Mind blowing, actually. Its just I have nothing to compare to and I didn't know if things on your side weren't quite as good. Since I didn't really know what I was doing, you know? I mean, it was my first time, and I can definitely work on things if you tell me what you liked and didn't like. And-"

"Bella!" Edward laughed, cutting off my nervous babbling. "Last night was better than I ever could have imagined. Best night of my life. It was perfect. If you were any better of a lover, it might actually kill me. I've never come so hard or so long, ever."

He tilted my head up and kissed me. "Trust me, love, you've ruined me for all other women. I don't think I will ever want another woman again."

I blushed and tucked my head into the nook of his neck, a small smile playing on my lips. "Tell me something no one else knows about you."

He was quiet for a moment, then softly spoke. "Hmm, let's see I love you. But you already knew that. I think you are fantastic in bed, but I just told you that." He let out a soft sigh. "I'm not going to play professional football."

"What?" I exclaimed, jerking up into a sitting position to look at him with wide eyes. "But you love playing football! And you're the best college player in the country!"

He looked steadily at me. "I do love playing football, that's true. I don't know about the best college player in the country, but I am good, I'll give you that. But it's not what I want to do with my life. It's not what I picture. I've never seen myself as a pro sports player. I play because it's fun, and when it becomes your job…it's not as fun anymore."

I looked at him, processing what he'd just told me. "What do you want to do then?"

He smiled at me, "I want to go to medical school. Become a doctor. I used to love going to the hospital to visit my dad and always thought it would be a great job."

"Oh. Is that why you're a biology major? To make sure you get all the pre-reqs for medical school?"

Edward nodded, "It's a good foundation for what I'll need to get in."

"I think you'd make a wonderful doctor," I smiled at him and he grinned back at me.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. Edward, you're brilliant and whatever you put your mind to you're going to excel at."

He leaned over and kissed me again, sighing against my lips. "You aren't disappointed that I'm not going to play pro ball? Really?"

I shook my head, "Of course not. I want you to be happy, whatever that takes."

"You have no idea how much that means to me, Bella. To know that you support me."

"Always, Edward." I reached out and grasped his hand in mind, squeezing gently.

He smirked at me, "Now you tell me something no one else knows about you."

My smile faded from my face and I looked down, steeling myself for a moment. I looked back up at him, concern etched on his beautiful face. I took a deep breath and said, "I'm afraid of having children. I'm afraid I'll become my mom and leave one day out of the blue, ruining their lives."

Edward sat up swiftly, pulling me into his lap and cradling the back of my head with one hand. "Bella, you would never do that. Not to your own children. You are so fiercely loyal; I've seen it so many times with your friends and with me. I know you would never, ever hurt someone you love like that. Ever."

Tears filled my eyes, "But what if I don't love my children like that? I mean, why else would my mother leave me like that? What if I can't love them the way I need to?"

"Shhh, it's okay, baby," Edward soothed me softly, gently brushing away the tears on my cheeks. "I wish I knew what your mother had been thinking when she left. How she could possibly leave someone as perfect as you behind, I'll never understand. But I do know that you don't have one ounce of that in you. You love completely and totally. There is nothing of her in you. You will be an amazing mother, Bella."

"You think so?"

"I know so. Besides, I'll be right next to you, helping you and loving you however you need it."

My eyes grew wide; "You want to have kids with me?"

He laughed, "Silly Bella, it would be a crime against humanity not to! It's only fair to try to give them a fighting chance against your clumsy genes. It would take the exceptional grace and balance I possess to counter balance the extremity of your clumsiness."

"Shut up, Edward," I grumbled and pushed at him playfully. He just laughed and pulled me back down to cuddle again.


Okay, what did you think? Let me know, the good, the bad, and the what the fuck was that?

Tons and tons of undying love for my awesome and amazing beta, A Letter To No One. She is fabulous and even in the midst of moving took the time to look over my chapter and make it shiny and pretty. You should all go check out her story, One Street Over, in appreciation. :)

To twilighterlaura, I'm a total idiot and didn't answer your question correctly in my reply and then wasn't able to PM you. Bella was mad at her TA because he was mocking sorority girls. They are stereotyped to be ditsy, vapid gold-digging whores who have pillow fights in their underwear at their houses. Obviously, my Bella does not fit that, the same for most sorority girls. Hope that answers your question correctly this time! :)

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