I woke up the next morning to the feeling of the bed moving. I wasn't sure what time it was, but I assumed that is was early because I couldn't hear anyone else moving about the house. I rolled over just in time to see Edward get out of the bed. He looked back when he heard me shift.

"Hey," he said in a very quiet voice, "Go back to sleep. It's still early."

"Mmm," I grumbled in the grogginess of being woken up so early. "Where are you going?"

"To work out, I can't sleep. I'll probably just run a lot."

"Running? But it's so cold out there."

He chuckled and rolled his eyes dramatically, "Treadmill, Bella, treadmill."

"Oh," I replied stupidly. In my fatigue, I had completely forgotten about the full gym the Cullen's had.

I watched him throw on sweatpants, and when he turned around I was greeted with a dazzling smile and a 6-pack of glory.

"Go back to sleep Bella, I'll see you later." He leaned over me and adjusted the covers back over my legs where I had kicked them off the night before. Then, he pecked the tip of my nose quickly and turned around to leave. I was back asleep before the door closed.

When I woke up some time later, I decided it was time to wake up for real, so I rolled out of the warm, comfy bed. I padded my way to the kitchen, where I saw Esme and Edward. I paused for a moment, admiring their interaction. After I first met Emmett, Alice, and Edward, it was hard not to be jealous of the strong relationships they all had with their mother. But before I knew it, Esme had taken me under her wing, and she treated me as if I was her own.

"Edward Anthony Cullen, get your sweaty body away from my pancakes, now!" Esme scolded her son as he tried to steal a chocolate chip from her ingredient bowls.

"But Mom," He whined, "I'm hungry."

"Well, you can eat after you shower."

"But Bella is upstairs sleeping, and I would really hate to wake her up," He topped off his point with an innocent pout that Esme could never resist.

"Oh fine," she said as she caved and shoved a bowl of chocolate chips at him.

"Thanks Mom," Edward said with a smirk through a mouth full of chocolate.

She responded by smacking him over the head with a roll of paper towels.

I could no longer hold in my laughter at the sight in front of me, and two sets of eyes quickly locked onto me.

"Oh, good morning Bella. Breakfast is almost ready," Esme quickly greeted me. Then she turned to Edward, snatched away his snack and barked, "And you, go get a shower. You stink!"

"Morning," Edward breathed as he brushed up against me before making his way out the kitchen. The sweat that was still rolling down his stomach did wonders to my body, and I was momentarily dazed.

I was brought back to reality when I heard Esme chuckling softly. When I turned to look at her, the smile on her face was absolutely radiant. I raised my eyebrows, silently questioning her. She answered me with a slow shake of her head.

She then set the breakfast bar with mounds of different types of pancakes, and I quickly filled a plate.

I noticed she wasn't getting any food out, so I decided to question her, "Aren't you going to eat anything?"

"Oh no dear, Carlisle and I are going out for breakfast. I just wanted to make sure you kids were fed. I'll be off now though. Make sure Emmett behaves himself."

We both laughed and said goodbye.

Shortly after Esme and Carlisle left, Alice, Jasper, Rosalie, and Emmett came barreling into the kitchen.

"Oh sweet! Mom made pancakes!" Emmett exclaimed as he mounded his plate.

After saying good morning, everyone else grabbed some breakfast and sat down to eat.

"Where's Edward, Bella?" Jasper inquired.

"He's upstairs getting a shower." I responded through a mouth full of pancakes.

"Oh, did someone have a hot and heavy night last night?" Emmett asked all while wriggling his eyebrows.

"Emmett!" Rosalie shouted as she smacked him on the head. I was blushing furiously, and Jasper and Alice were trying and failing to hold in their laughter.

"Hello Ladies," Edward said as he strolled into the kitchen, "and for your information Emmett, No. I did not have a hot and heavy night last night, as you so elegantly put it. I got up early to work out. I would have asked you to work out with me, but I assumed that you did have a long night."

"Fuck yes I did," Emmett replied with a huge grin across his face. Rosalie's face matched her boyfriend's as she giggled.

After breakfast, we all clambered into the living room and spent the rest of the day playing rock band and various games on the WII. I was the ultimate champion at WII tennis. Oh yeah.

At some point, Carlisle and Esme had called and said that due to the snow, they were going to stay in Port Angeles for the night. I looked out the window to see that they were right, there was at least 4 inches of snow on the ground already, and it was still coming down pretty hard. It was around eleven o'clock when everyone decided to turn in for the night.

After showering, I quickly made my way back to Edward's room. He was lying on the bed, waiting for me to arrive. As soon as the door to his bedroom was shut, Edward was on his feet and towing over me.

He pushed me back against the door, and I watched as his eyes glazed over. He sighed and ran his hands down my side until they found their place on my hips. He spun us around and walked us back toward the bed.

Once he was positioned over top of me, he attached his lips to my neck. He was covering my neck in hot, wet, open-mouthed kisses, and I groaned as he sucked my ear into his mouth. He trailed his lips south, stopping to nip at my collar bone as his hands wormed up my shirt. By this point, I was panting. He pulled away then, and my arms immediately reached out for him.

"Relax Bella," He sighed, and then pulled his own shirt over his head. My shirt quickly followed his to the floor.

His lips started their torture again, beginning at the junction of my shoulder and neck. Ever so slowly, he moved his head down. He kissed between my breasts, causing me to moan loudly, but other than that he ignored my aching chest. He continued his path, paying special attention to every inch of my belly. He gently nipped at my hipbones, and I thought I was going to come when he dipped his tongue into my belly button.

Once he was satisfied with his work, he began moving his head up. I was so turned on, and with every breath I took, little moans came out of my mouth. On his way back up, he didn't ignore my chest as he had done previously.

He roughly sucked one of my pert nipples into his mouth, and grabbed the other with his hand. I cried out and slid my fingers into his hair, pushing his face farther into me. I vaguely heard him laugh into my skin. He moved then, putting his mouth on the opposite nipple, causing me to arch into him. After he believed he had lavished my chest enough, he moved back to working on my neck. There was no way I was going to survive this unmarked.

He pulled away then and shifted to look at my face. I gasped at the pure, raw lust I saw in his eyes. He groaned and then quickly advanced to my mouth. The second his lips hit mine, I knew this teenager fooling around shit we had been doing previously was not going to suffice tonight. Tonight, we were gonna go all the way.

I opened my lips to his questioning tongue, and gave him the dominance he was asking for. I was far too aroused to try and battle him for it. His hands, which had previously been on my boobs, were now toying with the waistband of my shorts, and I didn't think I could handle this much longer.

He somehow maneuvered himself so he could remove my shorts while still kissing me. He began running his finger over my panties, and groaned when he realized I had soaked through.

He stopped kissing me so I could breathe, but never removed his lips from my mouth. Instead, we were just panting against each other's lips as he rubbed me over my underwear. This was getting to be too much, and I needed something to happen.

"Please, Edward," I moaned out.

"Please what?" he questioned in response.

"I, I need you," Understanding and excitement quickly flashed in his eyes. I was suddenly overcome by nervousness at my request. I felt like a young girl, afraid of rejection.

"Fuck Bella," He growled in response, and yanked my underwear from my body. He stood and quickly removed his own boxers before hovering over me again.

He was rubbing his erection up and down my dripping slit and was just about to push into me when he suddenly stopped.

"Fuck condom, shit," He groaned and went to stand.

"Edward, it's fine you know that I can't," I had been about to say that I can't get pregnant, which was something everyone knew, and something that I had come to terms with a long time ago when he quickly cut me off.

"I know, but are you sure you don't still want me to use protection." I was sure; I wanted to feel him, just him, inside of me.

The moment I began nodding, he roughly plunged into me. Our moans were mixed together. He paused for a moment, and I wasn't sure if it was for me to get use to his size, or for him to get use to the feeling of being inside me. Or possibly, it was for both reasons.

As soon as he started to move, something inside of me snapped. My legs quickly wrapped around his waist, forcing him deeper inside me, my hands were clawing at his shoulders, and I was shaking uncontrollably.

He was grunting with every thrust, and those sounds were driving me insane. He leaned down again to capture my lips in a searing kiss. His hangs grabbed my hips, angling them up slightly. This minimal change caused a world of difference and everything inside me heightened; I knew I was not going to last long.

He placed his hands on either side of my head, holding himself up as he began thrusting harder. His movements were becoming erratic, and I knew he was every bit as close as I was.

I forced my eyes open so I could see his face. His eyes were screwed shut, his jaw was taught. Those delicious grunts were still escaping his unmoving lips.

"Just let go, Bella," Edward murmured between thrusts and grunts.

One of his hands snaked down between our sweaty bodies to where we were joined. His thumb pressed to my clit and began working it in furious circles.

I wanted to stay in that moment forever, but too quickly, the sensations became too much, and I fell over the edge; my body was in spasms around Edward's cock.

His head dropped into my neck to muffle his voice as he found his own release. Our moans of pleasure and the sweet smell of sex were all that existed in that very moment.

After about a minute, he pulled out of me, both of us groaning at the loss of contact. Still hovering over me, he placed an unbelievably sweet kiss to my bruised and swollen lips. He then flopped onto his back, and wasted no time before pulling me against his chest, snaking his arm around my waist. Neither of us made a move to put clothing on, and I felt somehow at peace, being close to him like this without any barriers.

"Good night Bella. Sweet dreams." His quiet voice broke through the dark silence of the room.

"Good night Edward," I whispered back.

There was no need for anything else to be said. There were no words that could be said about what had just happened. Everything had been absolutely perfect. I felt him press a gentle kiss to the top of my head just before I fell asleep.

I'm sorry it took me so long to update this. I was overcome with a bad case of the flu.

So, as per usual, I would absolutely love to know what you thought about this.

I'll try to get another chapter up super soon.

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