A/N Well here it is, finally! I hope it lives up to the wait! :)

First & Ten Chapter 12

EPOV

It was silly to be nervous. If there was one place other than the football field that I was confident, it was the bedroom. The last time I'd been worried about sex had been the first time I was going to have it. Mary, my high school girlfriend for all of junior and most of senior year, had been my first and I'd been a little worked up about it, as boys are at the age of seventeen. But once I'd gotten her out of her little cheerleading skirt and started touching her soft skin and having her touch me, the nerves went away and instinct took over. Not that I'd been some incredible lay or anything, but after a little practice, Mary had no complaints.

The entire ride home, I'd held Bella's hand in mine and tried to suppress the butterflies that seemed to be multiplying in my stomach while laughing along with the rest of my passengers over Emmett's antics. I'd never hear the end of that damn collage and I could only hope that once he took it down, it didn't make its way elsewhere, like the locker room. I wouldn't put it past him.

I blew out a breath when I pulled into my parking space. Bella tugged her hand free from mine and I immediately felt the loss of her touch. What was it about her? All night long, I'd had to have my hands on her, either sharing the lounge chair or touching her bare knee under the table or snuggled on the couch while Emmett regaled the girls with tales of past training camp antics he'd pulled.

We all got out of the car, Bella not bothering to wait for me to come around and let her out. I made my way back around the car and took her hand in mine again, feeling that electric hum move through me at her touch. Did everyone feel that way when they were touching someone they might be falling in love with or was that just me? Did she feel it too? What if she didn't feel it and I did? What did that mean? I couldn't ask her, she'd think I was weird. Again. Some more. Best not to mention it at all.

"So, do you guys want to come up to my place for awhile?" Jasper asked. "It's still kind of early and we don't have to be in until ten. Maybe we could put in a movie. Ow, Alice, what the hell?" Alice had been digging her elbow into his right side and he'd ignored her until she actually drew it back and slammed it into him.

"Maybe they want some alone time," she hissed and I knew without a doubt that Bella had spilled about our evening, especially when she looked at the ground and shook her head. I squeezed her hand to let her know it didn't bother me. I'd suspected as much with Alice's big wiener comments all night long. I could only thank God that Emmett either didn't pick up on it or he'd actually reined himself in so he didn't scare Bella away. He might be a pain in the ass but he would never deliberately make Bella uncomfortable. That was reserved for me and Jasper. I'd take it for her any day. If he did know, as I suspected he did, practice was going to be hell tomorrow. I saw Bella looking up at me and biting her lip. Totally worth it.

"Oh, come on, they're taking it slow, remember? I figured I'd help out my boy there and we could be chaperones for awhile. Though the sexual tension is enough to drive me insane. Really, you two are giving off major vibes over there. I really think that…" Alice jabbed him in the gut this time and he gasped. "What the hell, Alice?"

"Cockadoodledo, remember? I've been deprived for the better part of a week." She shot me a heated glare that made me shift behind Bella. She wouldn't hit her friend and I needed my man parts for the evening I had ahead of me.

Jasper's face lit up and he tilted an imaginary hat at us as he scooped Alice up and threw her over his shoulder. "Invitation rescinded. I have plans. Don't do anything I wouldn't do," he called over his shoulder, not bothering to spare us a glance as Alice wiggled and laughed and waved at us from her upside down position. She mouthed something at Bella, who nodded and waved back.

We watched them disappear and then I turned to her. "What did Alice say?"

Bella turned a lovely shade of pink. "Uh, just to call her." Of course. Girl talk, I should have known. I decided not to press the subject, since it was embarrassing her and I really didn't want to know exactly how much of a play by play she'd be giving her friend of a night that had yet to happen. I didn't need any more anxiety over the situation than I already had and worrying about Alice's reaction to whatever she was told was not something I needed to be doing. It wasn't like Jas and Em wouldn't have a little something to say once they knew we'd slept together. Those two were worse than women.

"Right. Well, are you ready to go up?" Jeez, I sounded like some inexperienced teenager instead of the confident man that I knew I myself to be. It was Bella…she made me feel things I'd never felt before and I loved it but I also hated it. I wasn't used to feeling unsure of myself and I can't say I liked it overly much, although it was somewhat exciting. It felt like I was heading into the Super Bowl or something. She nodded and I realized that analogy wasn't apt. It was more like sky diving, which Emmett had dragged us out to do last summer. Thank God Coach never found out about that. I might not be alive to be here with Bella today and that would be a travesty.

"I, uh, need to get my bag." She eyed me and I felt a little better because it was clear she was just as nervous as I was, maybe more. I walked over to her car with her and waited while she opened the trunk, reaching in to take out her small blue overnight bag. Overnight. Bella was staying the night. Damn I was a lucky bastard.

I linked my fingers with hers again and led her into the building and the elevator. She was fidgeting like crazy so I tugged her to me and kissed her, which seemed like a good move since she melted into me and start rubbing her body against mine. Every part of me reacted to her touch, it felt like I was on fire, and my cock strained against my zipper. Damn jeans, why hadn't I worn sweats? That would be much less keeping me from her.

I pushed her against the side of the elevator and grinded my cock against her while my lips devoured hers. She made sexy little noises and her hands were on my ass, pulling me against her. I groaned and reached down to pull her leg up but the elevator dinged our arrival on my floor. I pulled back, grateful to discover nobody in the hallway watching us as Bella straightened her skirt and stumbled her way out of the elevator. I slipped my arm around her waist to steady her, or maybe myself, as we made our way to my door. I'd nearly taken her in the elevator, which don't get me wrong, was definitely one of my fantasies, but not for our first time. But God, once I got my hands on her she was all I could think about. Touching her, tasting her, being inside her…she crowded my senses completely.

Maybe that was the answer. When I just let us be, when I touched her and kissed her and didn't think about what was to come, I was perfectly fine. It was when I let my mind wander to sex, thinking about it and imagining it, that's when I got nervous and freaked out. I tended to over think shit that was important, like the playoff game last year. Knowing that Jasper was out, I came up with so many different scenarios that I fucked everything up and threw two interceptions and had an all-around lousy game. Instead of reacting to what was on the field, I'd reacted to what was in my head. I needed to cut that shit out and just be with Bella.

I let go of her to open the front door and followed her inside, admiring the way her behind moved in the little black skirt she wore. I was dying to get my hands on her body; her long, shapely legs and pert ass called to me as I followed her. I flipped the light on and set her bag on the dining room table. It seemed presumptuous to just put it in my bedroom. And to ask her if that was where she wanted to go right way. While it was right where I wanted her, I could afford to wait a little, work up to the whole bedroom thing. She was staying the night after all. I was ridiculously excited about that.

Bella turned to look at me; uncertainty on her face so I wrapped my arms around her again and gave her what I hoped was a comforting kiss. I wasn't going to rush her. We had all night. I pulled back and gave her what I hoped was a confident smile.

"Do you want anything to drink?"

Her forehead wrinkled up for a moment and I wondered what was going on in her busy mind. "Um, I guess?" It wasn't really an answer but I took it for one anyway. Plus, I needed a drink, something to calm my nerves and hopefully hers as well.

I released her and went to the kitchen and grabbed us each a beer, opened them, and found her still standing in the hallway where I left her. I handed her the drink and she took it, wrapping both hands around it and staring at me as she brought the bottle to her lips. I licked mine as I watched her perfect lips wrap around the glass as she tilted it and took a big swig. I shifted and tried to adjust myself without being obvious about it. The woman could get me hard by taking a drink. I was so fucking gone over her.

"Shall we maybe go to the living room? I could put in a movie?" Jesus, I sounded like a teenager on his first date. What the hell was wrong with me?

Bella just nodded and followed behind me as I went to the cabinet to see what movie we should watch. I didn't know if Bella was in the mood for a Bourne flick or comedy or what. I didn't exactly have any romantic chick flicks on hand. I should have thought of that, though. Idiot.

"What are you in the mood for?" I asked, not turning to face her as I rifled past my old Star Wars movies and the Indiana Jones trilogy. I was old school in most of my action movies, not liking the new Indy or Star Wars flicks enough to purchase them.

"Porn." Well, I'd have to go get that out of my special locked cabinet in the….what the fuck did she just say?

I whipped my head around and saw her sitting on the couch, her legs tucked under her and her hair falling forward over her face as she stared down at the floor like it held the answers to all the mysteries in life. "Bella?"

"What?" she asked softly, not looking away from that spot on the floor.

Hmm, how did I put this delicately? "Did you say porn?" Okay, so that was not very delicate or smooth but…she said she wanted to watch porn. I couldn't really process it. I already knew this girl was incredible but to tell a guy she wanted to watch porn kind of pushed her up a notch or seven beyond that.

She buried her head in her arm, leaning against the side of the couch and mumbled something completely unintelligible. "What?"

Bella lifted her head a little and peeked over at me with only one brown eye, keeping the other covered. "Yes, I said it but I didn't mean it."

Oh, well that made no sense whatsoever. I just stared at her and she started talking a mile a minute, in true Bella form. "Well, I mean, I came here to have sex with you but then you ask me to have a drink and watch a movie and then you were bending over and your ass looks incredible in those jeans and I was thinking about what we're going to be doing, at least I hope we still are, later and so I said porn even though I totally didn't mean it. But if you want to watch porn, we can, because it would be hot, though you're hotter and I really don't want to look at anybody but you naked and I can't believe I just said all that. I should go home."

She started to stand from the couch and I was able to shake myself out of my stupor enough to get out of my crouch and go over and hold her still. Her face was bright red and she wasn't looking at me but she wasn't trying to get away either. Thank God. I tilted her face up to mine and looked into those terrified eyes of hers and suddenly any nerves I'd had about the night fled. I was making it my goal to make her feel worshipped and adored, because she should be. Bella was the coolest, most original girl I'd ever met and she should never have to feel embarrassed about anything she said to me.

I kissed her, harder than I had in the hallway, and she instantly responded to me. Her tight body was pressed against mine and she let out a little gasp, which let me slide my tongue into her mouth and meet hers. I thrust against her and she moaned and I was pretty much ready to go right then and there, but she deserved better than that.

I pulled back and her eyes flashed open. I could read the panic there so I gave her another, more chaste kiss and nudged her back toward the couch. She sank down shakily, as if her legs wouldn't hold her any longer. I smiled, hoping that it was my kiss that had that effect on her and not her embarrassment over the word vomit.

Chuckling quietly, I went over to the cabinet and made a big show of bending over, sticking my ass up in the air as I continued to go through my movies. Bella started to giggle, quietly at first, and then louder when I shook my ass for her a little while I reached in and grabbed one of the Die Hard movies. I turned and saw her laughing hard, her eyes twinkling and I was thrilled that I made her feel comfortable again. I slid the movie in and walked over and dropped back down next to her, drawing her into my arms as she continued to giggle.

"Just thought I'd give you what you wanted," I whispered in her ear.

She shivered and her laughter died out as I nipped at her earlobe. The movie started but I had no interest in it. Bella was far more fascinating any day. I continued to suck on her earlobe as my left hand played with her hair. She tilted her head so I moved from ear down to her neck, kissing and nibbling gently. She began to move restlessly underneath me and I saw her left hand gripping the arm of the couch tightly, her knuckles turning white.

"This isn't porn," she muttered and I laughed against the curve of her neck.

"No. We'll make our own. I don't want to see anybody but you naked either." She moaned and put her hand on my knee and squeezed none-too-gently. "And, Bella?" I trailed my lips over her collar bone, down toward the lovely swell of her breast.

She let her head fall back against the back of the couch. "What?"

I lifted my head and gave her my best grin. "We can totally watch porn some other time." She was back to the giggling then, which I liked because her breasts moved with her laughter. I actually felt my hands start itching to touch them. That was something new, too. It was like every part of me wanted her.

"Wait a minute," she stopped laughing and narrowed her eyes at me. "What do you mean, make our own? You don't want to tape us, do you?" The question ended on a little squeak and I was laughing so hard that I couldn't do anything but shake my head. This girl…she was absolutely adorable and she was all mine.

"I meant our own like…uh…" God, she kept me on my toes. I cleared my throat and tried again, meeting her amused brown eyes. "I meant the only girl I want to see naked tonight is you. I certainly don't want to tape it, because I don't want to risk anyone else seeing you that way. You're my girl and it's me who gets to enjoy every inch of your body."

Her pupils got impossibly big and her chest started heaving as she began to breathe heavily. She launched herself into my arms and kissed me, pressing me into the arm of the couch with the force of her tackle. It was without a doubt the best tackle of my lifetime. I let my hands grip that tight little ass I'd been longing to touch pretty much since I first set eyes on her and pulled her to me. She was half on my lap and her skirt was riding up and I could see more of those lovely pale legs, her strong thighs flexing against mine. Yes, I was officially done taking my time.

I got off the couch, still holding on to her perfect, round bottom as she wrapped her legs fully around me. My lips were still on hers as I carried us out of the living room and into the hallway. I was incredibly thankful that I knew my house like the back of my own hand, having stumbled around in the dark on many occasions since I woke before the sun came up, so I didn't have to tear my lips from hers to get to the bedroom. I didn't think I was physically capable of stopping from kissing her at this point.

We got to my bedroom door and I let go of her ass with one of my hands so I could flip on the light switch. I needed to see every moment of this first time with her. I'd thought about doing the whole candles and roses thing but I thought it was too cliché and made me look like kind of a douche. I'd give that to her another night, if she seemed amenable to the idea.

Bella definitely seemed okay with what I was doing now, because she was clenching my waist with her thighs and moving against me in a way that left little to the imagination about what she wanted to be doing. I brought her over to my bed and sank down, keeping her on my lap, letting her continue to writhe against me as I cupped each of her cheeks and helped guide her motion. God, she felt good.

I moved my hands from her ass to her thighs, loving the way her bare skin felt underneath my fingers. Her legs were strong and smooth and I pushed her skirt up higher, letting my fingertips brush along her panty line. Lace. My hands flexed anxiously but I refrained from yanking the skirt up to see exactly what she was wearing underneath her clothes. I'd get to it, very soon.

Bella broke our kiss, opening her eyes and blinking at me as if she couldn't quite comprehend where she was. Dear God, she wasn't drunk was she? She'd had two beers, tops. "Sweetheart, are you okay?" I reluctantly took my right hand away from her thigh and traced her gorgeous cheekbone. She blinked again and then seemed to focus on me.

"I'm in your bedroom."

Trust Bella not to say something beyond the norm. "Yeah, is that a problem?" I knew she was overly fond of the couch and I totally planned on taking her there in the very near future but I wanted to be at least a little romantic this first time out. Was she disappointed?

She smiled and it lit up her whole face. She was absolutely the most beautiful woman in the world when she smiled. She'd never believe me if I told her that, but it was entirely true. "You carried me into your bedroom."

Was she going to narrate the entire evening? You touched my ass. You kissed my neck. You licked my…well, we'd get to all that. I didn't think it would bother me overly much if she did, but it was definitely different. "Um, yes?" What was her point?

She leaned forward and gripped my face between her hands and kissed me hard. "Nobody's ever carried me to the bedroom before. It's incredibly sexy." I felt the tension which had been building in my shoulders seep out of me at her words. I hadn't fucked up.

"Well, damn, baby, I could have made it even sexier and carried you in a more romantic way, like a bride." Oh shit, I'd said the b word. Now was not the time to be bringing up brides and thresholds and things. That was getting a little too carried away in my mind. Not that I couldn't totally picture her in a gorgeous white gown, glowing with happiness as I took her in my arms…fuck. Dangerous thoughts, Cullen. Let's focus on something a little less frightening right now, like finding out what exactly she's wearing underneath her tank top and skirt.

Bella, bless her, kissed me again, completely ignoring my idiocy. Yet another reason she was the most perfect woman on the planet. That and the fact that she was moving her hips against me again, rubbing her pussy on my cock and making me groan with pleasure. Too much of that and I'd throw her down on the bed and just fuck her into oblivion. Which wasn't without its appeal, but I'd made a promise that I was going to worship her tonight and that's exactly what I was going to do.

With that in mind, I shifted and pressed her into the bed. She kept her legs wrapped around me and used her new position on the bed to arch her back and press against me even harder. I went blind for several seconds at the contact, my eyes having rolled back in my head at her contact with my groin. I groaned and thrust against her, pushing her back into the mattress, letting my body align with hers.

I loved the way she looked; her gorgeous, shiny brown waves spilling over my pillow, her eyes half closed, her cheeks flushed, her lips swollen from my kisses and her sexy little body moving anxiously underneath mine. Bella belonged here, with me, in my bed. I wondered if I could get her to stay the entire weekend, and then maybe for a few week days. And I was getting ahead of myself again. What was it about this girl that I was planning the future already?

Bella's hands began to tug impatiently on my hair, pulling me to her and kissing me again. Her lips were insistent on mine and I kissed her back just as passionately, moving my hands up her sides and finally cupping her breasts in my hands, running my thumbs over her nipples slowly. Bella let out a long, low moan and I felt my cock twitch in response to that throaty sound coming out of her lips. I kissed down her neck, across her shoulder, stopping when I got to her tank top strap and tugging it down over her shoulder. Red. Her bra was red and lacy and sexy as hell. I needed to see all of it, so I pushed myself up reached down and pulled her top off, throwing it over my shoulder as I took her in.

She was absolutely stunning. Her body was a fantasy. She had curves in all the right places. Her breasts were perfect handfuls. Her skin was a lovely pale peach color and I wanted to lick every inch of it. Her stomach had a pretty little dip and I couldn't resist running my pointer finger over her skin there. She wasn't bony or muscular; she was that middle ground right in between that I truly loved. Tanya had been nothing but skin and bones and I'd wanted someone that felt soft and real. That was Bella, hands down.

The bra I'd been anxious to see didn't disappoint. It just barely covered her breasts, and it was some lacy thing that I could see her nipples through. Glorious. I had to taste her there so I leaned down and sucked on her left nipple under the lace. Bella held my head to her and I could tell by the gasps she was making that she didn't mind in the least. I ran my tongue over the rough fabric and felt her nipple pebbling beneath it.

I glided my hands down her body and pushed her skirt down her legs. I didn't attempt to hide my groan as her panties matched her bra and I could see that she was completely bare underneath that red lace. My fingers once again itched to grab and take but I had to control myself. I traced my fingers along the line of that red lace as Bella moved impatiently underneath me, pushing her hips toward me, which didn't make it any easier to maintain that self control.

She reached up and grabbed my shirt collar and tried to pull but only succeeded in nearly strangling me so I stopped touching her for a moment and yanked my shirt over my head. Bella let out a little gasp. "What?"

"You're beautiful," she whispered, running her fingers over my pecs and then trailing them over my abs.

I felt my muscles bunch underneath her touch and tried to keep my voice steady when I answered her. "I think that's supposed to be my line. Except beautiful isn't enough of a word to describe you. You're gorgeous." She colored prettily underneath my gaze but continued her exploration of my chest, eying it and licking her lips. Many women had made me feel wanted in my lifetime, an embarrassing amount really, but nobody had ever made me feel like Bella did with just a look. I felt like I could slay dragons and fly and do anything once deemed impossible if she went on looking at me like I was the only man in the world.

I leaned on one arm, letting her explore me to her heart's content while I continued to touch her sexy little stomach, making my way back up to her bra. She was beyond sexy now but I had to see her. God bless front clasps! I gripped it and slid the catch and holy shit, there they were! Her breasts were even more fantastic out of the packaging and I didn't hesitate to lean down and capture the left one in my mouth.

Bella's hands flexed against my chest and she tightened her grip on me as I sucked on that perfect pink nipple, swirling my tongue over it and nibbling occasionally, loving the feeling of that hard nub in my mouth. My left hand echoed my mouth's movement on the other nipple, brushing it lightly when I licked and squeezing it gently when I used my teeth on her. Bella was wild, bucking against me as I played with her phenomenal chest.

I licked my way across her chest to the other nipple, because I believed strongly in equality, of course. My hand moved down her stomach, touching that scrap of lace between her legs, stroking her gently above her panties as Bella moaned loudly. I smiled against her skin, for that moan had rivaled her first one in my dining room that had made me want to throw her down on the table and take her right then and there. Now, here she was, with me, all mine.

I sucked and licked and nibbled as I stroked her, loving the way she moved against me. I reached inside her panties and at last I was touching her, as I'd wanted to do from the very first moment I set eyes on her. She was wet and hot and I felt my cock twitch in my pants with the desire to be inside her. All in good time, buddy. Bella gasped and her hands tightened in my hair. I loved it that she was holding in me place. There was nothing sexier than having a woman show you what she liked.

"Fingers," Bella muttered and I laughed as I remembered the first time we met and her commenting on them.

I pulled away from her breast and grinned at her. "So, tell me something. When you commented about how long they were, did you imagine them touching you, just like this?" I continued to finger her clit and watched as her eyes grew impossibly dark.

"Yes," she answered breathily. I felt my smile grow wider as I hooked my fingers in her panties and slid them down over her legs, tossing them on the floor with the rest of her clothes. She was finally completely bare before me and she was beyond stunning. I continued to move my fingers over her as she sighed and wiggled beneath my touch.

"And did you imagine them doing this?" I asked, as I slid my pointer finger deep inside her. We both moaned this time, because she was incredibly tight around me.

"Yes, God, yes," she responded, thrusting her hips up toward me. I slid a second finger inside her and was floored by how hot and wet and tight she was. I couldn't wait to get inside her.

I leaned forward and kissed her once before pulling back and smiling at her again. "I did too." And I began moving my fingers quickly in and out of her as I bent down and finally got a taste of her pussy. She was dark and musky and just pure Bella. Her head flew off the pillow as I sucked her clit in my mouth and nibbled gently before working it with my tongue, still moving my fingers in and out of her quickly.

I started to pull back but her hands found purchase in my hair and held me to her. God, I fucking loved that. I continued to nibble and lick while she squirmed underneath me, saying my name a few times along with a few other choice curse words and other unintelligible things. I could tell she was getting close so I sped up my movements and used the trick I'd learned long ago to get a girl off. I blew hard on her clit at the same time that I curled my fingers forward inside her and she went off like a rocket.

Nothing was as gorgeous as Bella as she came apart around me. She thrashed on the bed, her head digging into the pillow, her hands grasping the comforter tight as her hips moved wildly against my hand and mouth. I licked her as she rode it out, loving the dazed look of pleasure on her face. After she came down, I slid my fingers out of her and kissed her clit one more time as she jerked in response. Then I kissed my way back up her stomach and neck and finally captured her lips one more time. She responded, albeit a bit limply. I felt like I'd done my job well.

"Bella, are you okay?" I asked, kissing the line of her jaw.

"Mmmm," she responded and I laughed and nipped her chin. "Edward?"

"Yeah?"

"I want to marry your fingers. Or your tongue. Both of them really. Would that make me a bigamist?" I couldn't stop myself from laughing long and hard at that one.

"Well, they're all yours, whether you make honest organs out of them or not." Digits? Limbs? Who cared, she could have them all.

She giggled and shook her head. "I say the craziest shit to you and you never run away. Why is that?"

I couldn't really explain it if I tried. "I love the things you say." I just plain love you, but I don't think you're ready to hear it and I know I'm not ready to say it yet. That would wait. She may not believe me if I said it now anyway.

Her hands began to move over my chest and she stroked my abs again. I had a feeling she rather liked them. "You know, there's a certain part of my body that's a little offended that you don't want to marry it as well." My cock was rock hard and wanted a little attention himself.

She smirked and slid her hands down to my jeans, flicking open the button and undoing the zipper. "Hmmm, well, I need to check that part out before I decide if I want to make a life-long commitment." I realized vaguely that I should be scared as hell that we were joking about Bella marrying parts of my body but I wasn't. Of course, that could be because her hands had found and were beginning to stroke my cock. I kicked off my shoes and lifted my hips so Bella could slide my jeans and boxers down.

Her eyes widened as my cock popped free and she let out some mixture of a gasp and a laugh that had me more than a little offended. My dick wasn't little so I had no idea what the hell she was laughing at. "What's so funny? It's not polite to laugh at a guy's cock, you know?" I tried to keep my voice light but I could hear the irritation in my tone and I could tell she did too because she patted my dick like it was some kind of dog she was soothing.

"I'm sorry! I wasn't laughing at your penis, believe me, it's just…"

"What?" I had to know now or I'd lose my hard-on and the night would be over just when it was getting really good.

"It's just that, I was wondering what we should call yours, because if Emmett's is Hercules, well…you need an even better name. Or, if he's bigger than you, which I don't think is possible; I'm not sure how Rose walks straight." Jesus, the way her mind worked was a mystery, but I echoed her laughter because she was too damn cute, giggling and patting my cock, even though she was driving me crazy at the same time.

"I'm sure you'll come up with something."

"Something's already come up," she joked, stroking my cock with both her hands. I groaned and thrust up to meet her a few times before I nudged her back onto the bed and positioned myself at her entrance.

"Tell me if it hurts." She nodded and I slowly entered her, nearly blowing my load right away from how tight she was. I knew she had to be feeling some discomfort but her face didn't show it and she opened her legs wider to accommodate me. I slid all the way inside and leaned down to kiss her. She began to move impatiently under me and I pulled back. "What?"

"Fuck me, Edward," she said and my cock jumped at those words. I wanted to hear say that over and over again. I'd never tire of it, but right now…no.

"I'm not going to fuck you, Bella. Not tonight. I'm going to make love to you." It was the closest I could come to saying what I was feeling and a soft smile moved over her face and those chocolate eyes warmed and I swear they were smiling at me. She pulled me to her and kissed me again, long and slow, and I moved inside her the same way. Long, slow strokes, in and out.

Her hips moved up to meet mine and it felt like we were in tune, like we'd done this a million times instead of just once. I knew, instinctively, when to start to go faster and she moved right along with me. Our lips remained joined, gentle, slow kisses that rocked me to my very core. My heart was in each touch to her lips and it felt like hers was as well.

I felt her start to tighten around me so I reached between us and fingered her clit again as I moved in and out of her faster. She began to come, getting impossibly tight around me, so tight I thought her body was going to eject me so I thrust harder, fighting against the pressure and my balls tightened and I began to come inside her, holding her hips and still giving her the softest kisses I could.

When we both came down, I slid out of her and lay with my head on her chest, looking up at her and enjoying the look of sleepy satisfaction on her face. I moved off her and wrapped her in my arms and stroked her hair, just enjoying having her next to me. She eventually drifted off, despite the light in the room, but I stayed awake and watched her for awhile. I knew I loved Bella Swan and someday soon I'd tell her.

A/N There you have it! Anybody want to try to nickname QBward's cock? It IS bigger than Emmett's, not that Bella will be finding that information out first hand. She's a one cock woman! See you in a couple weeks. Maybe we'll get Bella's take on what went down. *giggles helplessly* Yes, I'm 12.