Author's Note: Thanks to moosals for pre-reading on short notice. Stephenie Meyer owns all characters.
Each "section" of the story has three chapters. This is part 3 of "The Birthday."
After turning in the week's progress reports, I left the facility to get dinner. Sitting alone at the cafe, I tried to talk myself out of going back later to see Edward. The only true negative I could see in just not showing up would be disappointing him. Well, my lady parts that hadn't had a man in over a year would probably curse me out, too, but it was disappointing Edward that tugged at my heart.
Throughout our two weeks of sessions, I'd stripped away that armor he wore, finding the sweet boy that he once was underneath. It was all a defense mechanism, meant to keep the bullies away, but over time, his true personality had gotten buried. I genuinely liked the real Edward, and this wasn't just about physical attraction any more.
I knew that the nurses did their nightly room check around 9pm, so I went home for a while, changing clothes, before heading back to Eclipse.
The night nurse was shocked to see me but I explained that I had some paperwork to catch up on, then headed straight to my office. Once I was sure the coast was clear and the nurses were done with their rounds, I made my way down the deserted hallway toward the patient rooms.
Finding Edward's room in the men's hallway, I knocked lightly on the door before quickly opening it and moving inside before anyone saw me.
Edward was sitting cross-legged on his bed, watching The Big Bang Theory reruns on TV. He was dressed for bed, in plaid lounge pants and a t-shirt, his hair in even more disarray than usual.
"Hey," I said quietly.
Edward smiled at me, wringing his hands together. "I didn't think you were coming."
"Sorry… I had to make sure the coast was clear after rounds."
He nodded, turning off the TV before unfolding his long legs and sliding off the bed. I took that as my cue to move forward, walking a few steps across the room and stopping in front of Edward.
"I like you like this," he said, fingering a lock of my hair. "Not that your professional clothes aren't sexy-as-fuck in that hot librarian kind of way, but you look good dressed casually."
"Thanks," I replied, ducking my head as I felt my face flush.
Edward leaned in, leaving a soft, lingering kiss on my lips. "Now that I've got you here, I'm scared," he whispered.
"Scared of what?"
"I need a drink," he replied with a humorless chuckle. "I've never… I've never had sex sober."
"We don't have to do this, Edward," I said, taking his hands in mine. "Just because I'm here, doesn't mean anything has to happen. If you aren't ready for this…" I trailed off, shaking my head.
"I want to be with you. I need to. If for no other reason than to prove to myself that I don't need alcohol to do it… Um, wow, that really came out wrong. What I meant to say was, I've been attracted to you since the first moment I saw you, and although we could wait until I'm released, I don't want to. It's a big test for me to do this without alcohol, something I need to get through before I'm ready to be sent back to the big bad world. But there is no one I'd rather be with than you, Bella."
"If you're sure…"
"I am," he nodded. "Will you come to bed with me, Bella?"
Smiling softly, I grasped the bottom of my top, pulling it over my head. Edward ran the tips of his fingers lightly over the swell of my breasts, and I could literally see his eyes darken.
"So beautiful," he whispered. He moved to the button of my capris, opening it before slowly pulling the zipper down. Once I was stripped down to my bra and underwear, I helped Edward with his t-shirt and pants, trying not to ogle his nearly-naked body too much. I went to remove his boxers, but he stopped me, pulling me into his arms for a passionate kiss.
As we kissed, I felt Edward's hands unhooking the clasp of my bra behind my back. He slowly pulled it off, tossing it onto the pile of our clothing on the floor. He whimpered as his hands came up to massage each of my breasts while we traded kisses.
At some unspoken signal, we pulled apart, removing our last remaining articles of clothing. I quickly took out the two foil packets that I'd stuffed into my pants pocket, then joined Edward on the bed.
"Only two?" he pouted.
I giggled. "I can't stay all night. The nurses think I'm here to do paperwork."
Edward rolled me onto my back, his torso on top of me, and kissed me until I was dizzy with lust. I moaned when I felt his fingers move between my legs, stroking me lightly. And when he pushed two long fingers inside me, I moaned even louder.
"Fuck, that is hot," he groaned. "But we're gonna get caught."
"You're just too good, Cullen," I chuckled.
He smiled for me, kissing me lightly before withdrawing his fingers and licking them clean. Reaching over to where I'd thrown the condoms, he opened one foil packet, expertly rolling the condom down his imposing length.
Edward took a deep breath, then rolled on top of me, fitting easily between my thighs. He kissed me deeply, stroking those fingers up and down my sides. I gasped as I felt his cock nudging at my entrance, then closed my eyes as he slowly entered me.
"God, Bella, you feel so good."
I pulled his head down to mine, kissing him with all I had while I raised my hips to meet his slow thrusts. I wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him forward. He may have only just turned 18, but the boy had skills, turning me into a puddle of goo in no time.
"Harder," I begged, when he finally dragged his lips away from mine to nibble on my breasts.
"Yeah?" he asked, as if I'd just told him Santa Claus was real.
At my nod, Edward pulled out, flipping me onto my stomach. He quickly entered me again — hard. I cried out loudly before I remembered that we needed to keep it down.
With his fingers squeezing my ass roughly, Edward fucked me until I forgot my own name. I finally had to put my hand in my mouth to keep my noises from getting out of control. Listening to Edward's groans and the sound of our skin slapping together was making me insane. And when I felt my orgasm rocketing though me, I bit the pillow, squeezing my eyes tightly shut.
"Oh God," Edward groaned, and I felt him twitching inside me as he came. Breathing heavily, he pulled out, rolling onto his side. He got up briefly to dispose of the condom in the bathroom before returning to bed, turning me onto my side so that he was spooned behind me.
I lay there with my eyes closed until I felt my breathing return to normal. I had most definitely been thoroughly fucked — and it was glorious. I really hoped he had an 18-year-old's recuperative powers so we could make use of the second condom.
I felt Edward place a gentle kiss on my shoulder. "Sex is a lot better sober," he chuckled. "That was… ok for you?"
"You were amazing, Edward," I gushed. "Really."
"When I get out of here… I want you to be my girlfriend, Bella."
I sighed, closing my eyes. "Not that I don't want to see where this goes, but do you really think it could work? What would we tell people when they ask how we met? What about when your parents find out where I work?"
"That's no one's business but our own," he replied stubbornly.
"I can't see your parents accepting this once they find out I was your counselor."
"Do they have to know that? Can't I just say that I met you here and asked you out when I left? I could tell them I had to work hard to convince you," he suggested.
"I don't know, Edward…"
"Please, Bella," he begged. "We'll worry about that when the time comes. My parents can't stop me from seeing you."
"No, they can't, but they could get me in trouble with my supervisor if they really wanted to."
"I won't let them," he vowed. "They'll see how happy you make me."
"Do I make you happy?" I asked quietly. "Tell me that I haven't made a huge mistake, Edward."
"It's not a mistake," he insisted, holding me tightly. "It doesn't feel wrong."
I turned my head and Edward captured my lips with his. In no time, I was lost; I wanted him again. The boy could kiss.
He didn't even leave my lips as he reached behind him for the second foil packet. He pulled away only briefly before sliding into me from behind and returning to my lips. Edward's tongue stroked my own while his hand massaged my nipple and his cock stroked my pussy, and suddenly I was right on the edge again.
His pace increased slightly and I fell, Edward's mouth swallowing my moans. I felt his own orgasm deep inside me, prolonging the shudders. When he finally slowed, he pulled his mouth away from mine and hugged me tightly. All too soon, he let me go, moving to the bathroom again.
"Fuck," I cried after glancing at the clock. It was nearly 11:30! Resigned, I sat up, feeling the delicious ache between my thighs.
"You're leaving?" he asked as he picked up his boxers from the floor.
"I need to, yeah. Believe me — I don't want to."
I quickly dressed, using the bathroom mirror to make at least some attempt at taming the mess my hair had become.
"We can do this again, right?" he asked when I exited the bathroom.
"I can't risk doing it here again, but… when you get out," I nodded. "Just have a little patience."
Edward nodded in return, hugging me to him before giving me a sweet goodbye kiss. "I'll see you Monday morning," I whispered. I couldn't look at his face as I walked out of the room, for fear he'd see just how close I was to falling in love with him.
A/N: We've reached the end of the original one-shot! The continuation is 15 chapters plus an Epilogue, and will begin posting tomorrow (Easter Sunday).