a/n: let's see...well, this chapter would have gone up Wednesday, but some people didn't see any reason to review. You were nine reviews short of the 25 needed. NINE! Of course, you only needed to get to 110, sorry, I accidentally wrote 120. Oops. La la la la la. Anyway, the shoulder is doing better. I'll be able to continue to compete, so screw you Doctor Mercurio! Bitch. Manwhore. Hahahaha. I got told I can get my braces off! Finally! And the next day I broke off one of my brackets. Hehehe. I'm learning to play "My Immortal" on the piano. It's cool and works well for my voice. When I finish, I'm video taping it and posting it on my website with a link to it on my profile. I still have to do "Bella's Lullaby". Review if you want me to do it! It requires a lot of practice to get it perfect! If we get to 121 reviews by Wednesday, I will give you all an update! That means only 20 reviews. Five less than you needed for an update this week.

So, quick question...How many of you people have seen those Twilight Sweethearts at CVS?! How cool is that? Those little sugary Valentine's Day hearts with the words on them like "cutie" and stuff...well these say things like "Dazzle" **Squeals**

Reviews are as good as Twilight Sweethearts that say "Dazzle" so gimme something sweet, Cutie.

xoxo Jordi Brooke xoxo

P.S. No, I'm not high.

Edward's POV

"I want to see your eyes as I make love to you."

She shivered against me, her arms tightening around me as I felt myself supporting more of her weight. I grinned at the reaction I'd elicited just by those words. I coaxed her head so that she was looking up at me once again, and ever so slowly, her eyelids fluttered open again.

"Beautiful," I whispered as the stunning confection-colored orbs captivated me.

My lips pressed to hers instantly, and I walked the both of us into her bedroom. I could feel the heat radiating off her face and neck and knew she was blushing furiously. I saw the beautiful picture of it instantly in my head and moaned, running my tongue along her lips as I lowered her back onto the bed.

I separated my lips from her mouth, but they never left her skin as we both breathed raggedly. I dragged them along her jaw, down her long neck, across her collar bones, and down to those perfect breasts. I wished, at that moment, that I knew exactly what I was doing, but I didn't. I kissed down in the valley between her breasts, my tongue darting out to lick the beads of sweat that were forming there.

She moaned, and I wanted nothing more in that moment than to hear that sound again. I kissed up one of her breasts and licked the dark pink nipple. She moaned again, and I grinned, pulling it into my mouth. She continued to moan as I licked and nipped, and I moved my mouth to the other breast, replacing my mouth with my hand on the one I'd already lavished. Her moaning grew louder this time as I massaged, licked, sucked, and nipped at the perfect skin. I decided that I had to be doing something right.

I moved my lips back to hers, kissing her thoroughly. I wanted her to get as much pleasure as possible before I got mine. I knew that the first time was rarely good for girls, especially if the guy came quickly, and looking at Bella, I knew I would come quickly.

My hand traveled from her breast, down her flat stomach, and to the place I was searching for. There was absolutely no hair there, which surprised me, but I said nothing as I continued. Her folds were wet beneath my finger tips.

"So wet," I mumbled against her lips as I delved my tongue into her open mouth. I ran my fingers along the slit, and she shivered beneath me.

"Edward, please," she whimpered.

"Please what?" I asked. I still didn't know what I was doing. I needed guidance, but I realized she probably couldn't offer it to me. She said nothing, and so I moved my fingers to her opening, sliding one inside, hoping it would be enjoyable for her. Her eyes popped open and the most beautiful mewl came from her lips, being captured by my mouth. I slowly pumped my finger in and out, then decided to add a second into her heat. Her walls were pressing against my fingers, and I wondered if I would even fit. I was well endowed, not that I was a prick about it.

I felt the walls contracting, and her moaning became loud. I moved my mouth from hers, kissing along her jaw as I listened to her cries of pleasure. I couldn't help the proud grin as I realized I'd done this to her. Me!

She shivered beneath me. "Oh Edward," she kept repeating until finally she settled. I licked her juices from my fingers, finding that it was yet another sinful pleasure I would never live without, the concentrated flavor of strawberries that I'd tasted on her lips, but so much more potent. I was going to move down her body, to taste the sweet nectar from its flower, when Bella's lips crashed to mine. When she pushed my head back, she whispered words that I wasn't going to make her repeat again. "Please, make love to me."

I nodded. "I'm so sorry," I whispered, knowing that it would certainly hurt, as I positioned myself. Alice told me about the pain from her first time (I beat my best friend's ass for that until Alice arrived home and ripped me off of him with her unbelievable psychic/pixie strength) and it was one of the biggest reasons that I had left when I did earlier this evening.

Guiding myself to her core, I entered her slowly, the heat engulfing me and already I was teetering on the edge. I'd gone eighteen years without this! I inched forward slowly, shaking with the effort it took to refrain from just pounding into her body. I pressed my lips against hers, hoping to distract her just a bit as I finally pushed past her barrier. She whimpered into my mouth, her brown eyes once again popping wide open as I watched her face.

I saw tears gather in her eyes and I held my entire body still except for my lips as I continued to try and distract her from the pain. It was a lot easier to keep from being rough with her, or even doing anything at all, knowing that it would only cause her pain. Her whimpering stopped quickly, however, and she reached up, wiping the tears from her eyes, before kissing me more harshly than she had. I continued to remain still, waiting for her permission to continue.

Her hips bucked upward, and I took that as the signal, withdrawing from her slowly and then pushing back into her body. I released a guttural groan at the feeling, and she moaned back in response. Her eyes stayed open, and I looked into them, taking strength from them as I pulled out once again.

More slowly this time, I began to reach that edge. She pulled her lips away from mine and blinked her eyes. "Edward," she moaned. "I…I think…I'm close…"

I moved my lips to her neck, sucking on the skin below her ear that I'd recently discovered was a highly sensitive point for her. "God, Edward," she moaned more loudly than she had any of the times before.

I could feel the same sensation, the same contracting around me as she had my fingers earlier. Her juices were being released around me, and I lost it then too.

"Shit…Bella…" Our sounds mixed together as the waves of pleasure heated my body more than it already had been.

I couldn't hold my weight up any longer, and collapsed down upon her. She ran her fingers through my hair, massaging my scalp, as I nuzzled her neck. I placed a kiss in the junction where her shoulder met her neck, then began kissing up to her jaw, and finally reaching her lips, taking in her strawberry taste, breathing in her freesia scent. And I knew, without a doubt, that I had completely fallen for Bella. This was it. She was it.

She continued toying with my hair, and finally I pulled out of her and lay on my back beside her. The both of us whimpered at the loss of contact, and I pulled her warm little body into my side, smiling softly at her.

She turned toward me, placing her hand on my shoulder and then slowly sliding it along my skin, up my neck, and to my cheek.

"Bella, what are you doing?" I asked curiously. Her delicious blush shot across her face as she quickly drew her hand back and buried her face in my shoulder.

"Nothing," she muttered, embarrassed. I frowned.

"Don't hide from me, Isabella," I said, turning on my side to mirror her position while I paid no attention to the fact that we were both just lying on top of her bed, naked. I pulled her face up so I could see it. "I'm just wondering."

She sighed sadly. "It's my way of seeing," she whispered, and I realized that she had been trying to see my face. I felt stupid for asking her, for making her embarrassed for such a perfect, sweet thing. "I wanted to see…to see if I made you happy…if you were smiling."

I found her hand on the mattress and brought it slowly to my face, placing her palm to my cheek, the way it had been before she retracted it. I leaned in and kissed her quickly, signaling for her to continue her actions, and smiled softly at her once again as I'd been. I watched her face as she slowly felt across my lips. Her expression changed into that warm, soft look that I loved.

I chuckled as she pulled back her hand after she was done, a goofy smile on her face. "You're amazing," I told her, leaning in to press another kiss to her lips.

"You're a god," she answered, seeking out my hand on the mattress and then intertwining our fingers once she had.

I realized that the room was dark now and I was feeling rather drowsy. Bella yawned, and I looked at her bedside clock, which read about 10 o'clock. We'd already had dinner before we'd been sitting on her couch, making out, so it wasn't as if hours had passed without my knowing, but a lot time had flown by without me acknowledging that fact.

I pulled the covers out from under the both of us and then covered us each up. Bella snuggled into me and I wrapped my arms around her waist, holding her tightly to me as I fell into unconsciousness, her sweet snores my lullaby.

Bella's POV

I could feel the warmth radiating off of his body, the strength of his well-muscled arms, and the rush of his breath against my cheek. I could also feel my bladder preparing to burst. I squirmed out of Edward's arms, being careful not to wake him. I wasn't sure what time it was, but it was a Saturday, so getting to class wasn't necessary, and I wanted him to sleep in. I slipped into the bathroom, ignoring my sore muscles as I recalled last night's events. It had begun in the living room, but it truthfully began in here.

I remembered how confused I was when I heard the shower door opening, wondering what the hell Rose was doing until I was spun around and kissed by Edward. I was frozen in shock, unable to respond, and at first I didn't want to either, still hurt, but he wouldn't give in. I let myself be taken over by the kiss, and was rewarded with one of the best kisses of my life.

Then I'd realized that it didn't matter how good the kiss was, I was still hurting, and I pulled back. He began telling me he'd been afraid, and I just didn't understand how he could be afraid of those things. I was sure he was making it up, but then he pulled me to him and asked me if I could feel the erection that was pressing into my stomach. I'd known he was huge from the times we would make out, but at that moment I realized just how big he was.

I couldn't deny that he wanted me anymore, and he continued to speak, repeating the same reasons, and I realized they were perfectly legitimate reasons when I wasn't thinking irrationally, and I could hear the sorrow in his voice as he tried to soothe me. I cracked a joke, and he chuckled, before kissing me once again. We were soaking wet as we kissed, and it was an unwelcome surprise when the cold water hit our overheated skin.

He dried me off, but wouldn't let me have my glasses. When he'd told me he wanted to see my eyes, that he loved my eyes, I still wanted my glasses, but the second he told me he wanted to see them as he made love to me, my glasses were the last thing on my mind.

And make love we did. Wow. I'd been missing out on a lot. I now understood why Emmett and Rosalie went at it like rabbits. To complete such an act with the person you loved – yes, I'd realized how very much I loved this incredible man somewhere in there as well – was just the most amazing feeling in the world. I didn't know what I would do if I could never have this with Edward again.

I felt so embarrassed when I, without thinking, went to 'see' Edward's face, but he seemed excited at the idea when I admitted what it was I'd been doing. He put my hand back to his face, kissed me, and I could feel the beautiful smile on his face. The one that I had put there. The one that was there because he had just made love with me!

We fell asleep together, and I'd dreamt of the day as if I'd started from the first track on a CD that I'd already listened to, going all the way through to the final track, when I awoke with the need to pee. I did my business and was about to look around the bathroom for my glasses, but I wasn't sure where Edward had moved them.

Feeling exposed in two ways, I decided to cover up at least in one manner. I felt around the ground in the bathroom where I'd tossed my clothes carelessly last night, but my fingers came upon Edward's shirt before anything else. Unable to help myself, I put it on and buttoned it up, letting his scent cloud around me as I took in the unique cologne that was only Edward. I found my panties, slipping those on too, and brushed my teeth before returning to my bedroom.

I pressed the button on my clock and it told me – a bit too loudly for my tastes as I worried about it waking Edward – that it was about 8 AM.

I realized that Rosalie had never shown last night as I had asked, and I wondered why. Maybe she'd run into Edward in the hallway just as he was returning, and he told her to leave so he could have his wicked way with me. I giggled, knowing Edward the Super Gentleman would never, ever say something like that. It was just impossible for him to say something like that. Hell, I was even surprised I could think that.

Slipping back into Edward's arms, I snuggled into his chest, listening to the light pitter-patter of the raindrops on my windows. His arms tightened around me and he breathed a contented sigh. It wasn't long before he stirred awake, and he bent to kiss me. I could feel his lips turn down into a frown, and then up into a smirk against my own.

"Are you wearing my shirt?" he asked me, teasing.

The heat flooded my cheeks as I nodded against his chest which shook slightly with his chuckles. "I'm sorry."

"Sorry?" he questioned. "Why would you be sorry? I think it's incredibly sexy."

I flushed; this time not in embarrassment, but at Edward's compliment. We cuddled in the bed for a while, Edward every so often placing a soft kiss on my forehead as I played with the silky locks that I was almost positive hung in every direction on his head. Suddenly, his stomach grumbled loudly, and the both of us began laughing.

"Time to feed Eddie," I sang, teasingly.

His arms squeezed my waist tightly as he nipped my lower lip. "Hmmm, I think Eddie wants something that you won't find in the kitchen." I was sure he was purposely trying to make me blush this time.

I smiled as he sucked my lip into his mouth, and when he released it, delved his tongue into mine. Of course, his stomach once again protested its lack of food.

"Fine, fine, I'll feed you, you stupid monster," Edward muttered to his stomach, making me giggle as I slipped out of my bed. My bare feet padded along the wood floor as I made my way to the kitchen, not bothering to wonder if Edward was following or not. I made it into the room successfully, the cold tiles attacking my poor toes.

I walked to the cabinet and pulled out two bagels, then to my fridge and searched for butter and cream cheese. I didn't know what he wanted on his bagel. I must have been distracted, caught in my mind, because I was surprised as his strong arms wrapped around my waist.

"Yum, bagels and cream cheese. My favorite breakfast," he said, kissing my neck quickly before settling his chin on my shoulder.

"What? You wouldn't rather eggs or bacon or something? At least a muffin with cinnamon-sugar crystals?" I teased him.

"Nope, I like my food sweet and simple," he replied, reaching around me. I was pretty sure he'd taken the butter knife I'd pulled out and was spreading cream cheese on one of the bagels. "What do you like on yours?"

I leaned back against his chest as I answered, "Usually apricot jelly, but I ran out a few days ago, so cream cheese would be great." I could feel the soft cotton of his boxers against the backs of my thighs.

"Plates?" he asked as the metal of the knife touched the granite counter top.

"Third cabinet from the left." He released me and moved to the cabinet, the plates clinking against each other as he pulled them out. They made a quiet clink against the countertop as well.

Seconds later, he was walking out of the room. Curious, I followed the sound of his foot steps, only to realize he was heading back to my bedroom.

We sat in my bed, eating our breakfast and talking, kissing and pecking and laughing and all around enjoying ourselves until suddenly Edward started coughing harshly. At first I thought he was choking, but I remembered he'd finished his breakfast about ten minutes before.

"Edward, what's wrong?" I asked, worried.

"We didn't use protection."

Ooooooooo...Cliffie...Bet you guys want that update on Wednesday now...*Snickers*...What?...No!...I already told you! I'm. Not. High! xoxo Jordi Brooke xoxo