S Meyer, as always owns all the characters in Twilight –Just borrowing them again.

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Chapter 14

BPOV

Stretching I felt a heavy arm lying heavily across my side. My naked side. A hairy, naked arm. Startled, for a moment I wondered where I was, before the memories came slamming back into my brain. I shifted slightly but I couldn't move the heavy arm. He was holding on tight.

Edward and myself tidying the kitchen, laughing and eating together and then making love together. Falling asleep on the rug in front of the softly glowing fire. It had all been perfect; I'd never dreamt that sex would be so wonderful – exciting and glorious. There again, I'd never imagined that my first lover would be Edward Cullen. What would my younger self have thought of it all?

I stretched again, feeling chilled now. I shook Edward. "Come on sleeping beauty, time to move before you get too cold. It's not that long since you climbed out of the freezing lake." I felt quite cold and I worried that the dunking he'd received earlier in the icy waters of the lake would be exacerbated by him lying naked on the rug without any covers over him. The fire had died right down by this time.

Shaking his arm I once more tried to wake him. I managed to slip out from under his arm and I reached for a throw from off the sofa to use to put over him. I paused to look at his gorgeous naked body. He looked stunning and I couldn't believe that this hunk of male sexiness was all mine. He was laid on his side so I could only catch a glimpse of his cock lying quiescent against his thigh. As I watched it began to fill and rise.

Fascinated, I could see it become erect and start to strain against his stomach as he said in a deep voice, "I'm no sleeping beauty. That's you. But I can feel you looking at me and it's a real turn-on."

He opened his emerald eyes and gazed at me with a look of pure lust.

"It's no good using that fucking thing to cover me up, I want you to cover me with your body."

This seemed like a good idea to me so I scrambled back over to him and straddled him. I could feel his straining erection against my centre as I started to rub myself against him. How hot was that? I felt on fire as I started to caress my own breasts while moaning and squirming against his cock. Leaning forward I grasped his long, lean length and placed right at my entrance. I sank down onto it inch by inch as Edward stared into my eyes.

Amazingly I only felt a little sore from our previous bout of lovemaking, but even that quickly faded as I began to move up and down impaled on his massive cock. Placing his hands on my breasts I felt him begin to move his hips thrusting up as I rode him.

Faster and faster we moved together. I could feel a tingle begin to build, but I needed more. He moved one hand down and once more knew just how to touch my clit to push me over into a blinding orgasm. I quite literally could see stars as the ripples passed through me and down as far as my toes.

I felt Edward stiffen as he shot his load deep into me and I held still as he throbbed and pulsed until he was finally spent.

"Wow!" he gasped.

I couldn't speak. I stayed down on him, impaled on his softening cock for a few more minutes until I raised myself up and he slipped out. I collapsed in a sated heap on top of him.

"Come on Bella, time to clean up. " he said standing up and then offering me his hand. Smiling, he pulled me up against him. Again, naked flesh against naked flesh, we kissed tangling our tongues together. I couldn't get enough of him.

We walked to his huge bathroom and climbed into the shower. We took it in turns washing each other. First Edward, using a washcloth lathered me all over and rinsed it all off. He was especially careful between my legs as I was now really quite sore.

"It'll get better, " he said kissing me gently on the lips. "It's remarkable you're not more sore considering how athletic we've been."

"Worth it," I replied.

I soaped him all over and took great pleasure in thoroughly washing his balls and penis. They really were beautiful and I was fascinated with them. I spent so long fondling him that he started getting aroused once again.

"Not fair," he said. "Look stop, cos with you being so sore we need to find something else to do other than make passionate love all the time. At least for the moment. I feel like a randy teenager who can't stop throwing a rod all over the place. Have a heart and stop being so damn sexy."

"There are other things we could do," I whispered throatily into his ear while I caressed his now fully erect penis.

"Look Bella, let's pace ourselves a little. We could do all kinds of things I know, but considering this is the first time you're actually had sex, we don't want to get too ambitious. I don't want to put you off."

"You can't put me off ," I said. "I want to explore and enjoy. How about if I help you take care of that, " I said pointing at his erection.

"Okay," he choked out. "How about if you give me a hand job right here and now. Wrap your fingers around me and let me guide you. Put some conditioner on your hand first."

After pouring conditioner on my hand I duly wrapped my fingers round the thick girth of his cock and he put one of his hands over mine. He started to pump, slowly at first but then building up a rhythm which speeded up as he became more excited. He began to grunt and he suddenly came against the white tiles. I stared into his eyes and as he came I watched the unguarded expression on his face. He looked completely blissed out and I felt inordinately proud that I'd put that expression there.

I, Bella Swan, had just made Edward Cullen come – for the third time in a very short while. Hurray for me!

We climbed out of the shower and got dressed, each of us trying to keep our hands to ourselves. It was late at night, but neither of us wanted to go to sleep. Sleep would be wasting our time together.

We agreed to watch a movie together and we walked over to the large DVD collection in the lounge.

"You choose," Edward suggested.

I could see several of his movies on the middle shelf, but I remembered that in most of his films he had at least one erotic and sexy scene with his leading lady. I really didn't want to watch him kissing and making love to beautiful Hollywood actresses in glorious Technicolor on the big TV screen after we'd barely finished our real love making. I didn't want to compete with the women Edward had gone to bed with in the past. I couldn't because I wasn't as beautiful or as experienced. There was no competition and I didn't want him or me reminding of this.

I chose Lord of the Rings. Not much sex in that.

We settled down together on the big sofa and began to warch the film. I hadn't realised what a pain it would be to watch a film with a director sitting right by your side. Even a film as brilliant as The Two Towers could be found to have problems with lighting, or make-up, or a host of other things a normal person would never even notice, never mind take issue with. After about half an hour of Edward's moaning and complaining I stood up and turned it off.

"Why've you done that?" asked Edward.

"It's difficult to enjoy anything with you sitting and being so disagreeable about everything in the film. Let's try one more DVD before I call it a night and go to bed."

This time I chose one of my favourite films of all time – Little Miss Sunshine.

Again Edward criticised just about everything in the film and I had just about had enough. I threw myself off the sofa and wrestled the DVD out of the machine.

"Now what?" snapped Edward.

"You have just ruined one of the best movies I've seen in years. I love it and now I'll never be able to watch it again without thinking of you moaning and groaning about the blocking or the camera angle or some such thing. It was, for me, a funny film and now it seems more of a tragedy!"

"For fucks sake Bella, you don't know what you're talking about."

"Why you arrogant, patronising prick," I shouted at him, now really angry.

"If that's going to be your attitude, " he said, "I'm out of here."

"Don't you dare run away?" I shouted at his retreating back. It was too late. The door to his bedroom closed with a slam.

Sitting, almost dazed by this turn of events, I wondered what had just happened. Where did all that anger come from?

Drifting over to the DVD collection, I looked at the movies Edward had starred in and chose the one with the hottest sex scene I'd ever seen Edward take part in.

Putting it into the DVD machine I went straight to the scene where Edward was in bed with Jessica Hendricks. I watched as they kissed and nuzzled, feeling sicker and sicker by the minute. I watched as hands that had stroked me and caressed me moved sensuously over her shoulders and breasts. It didn't look like simulated sex and it didn't look just like acting.

"It's not real you do know," said Edward from behind me. I hadn't noticed him coming back into the room. "I thought you didn't like my films or hadn't watched any of them."

Suddenly I realised that Edward was jealous. He was actually jealous because I hadn't chosen one of his movies to watch.

"Let me tell you Mr Cullen, I have watched every single one of your movies over and over again. How d'you think I knew where to find this scene? I love every one of your movies."

"Are you jealous Bella? Are you jealous of what you see up there on the screen? While we were shooting that scene every time I rolled on top of her I dug my elbow in her ribs, so much so that we kept having fits of giggles and we had to reshoot it several times. Do you think it's romantic to be surrounded by all the crew and the rest of the cast while you pretend to have sex? Do you really think it's anything but extremely hot under the lights and quite, quite clinical? Let me tell you it's anything but romantic."

He continued, "Sorry Bella for being such an idiot. It really mattered to me whether you liked my movies or not. I took it very personally when you seemed willing to put on any movie but not one of mine. Im sorry."

"And I'm sorry Edward for being such a twit and being jealous of the women in your films. It's just that I watched your movies over and over again and I was jealous every time I watched them. I wanted to be the woman in your arms even before I knew you, but I never, ever thought that I would be. "

Edward pulled me into his arms and we hugged. It was such a simple gesture of comfort and warmth, it was exactly what I needed right then.

"Come on Bella, time for bed. I think we're both exhausted and need some sleep. I can't remember the last time I came three times in one day. You've knackered me and I only hope that I recover by tomorrow. You're a demanding woman Bella Swan."

He led me to the bedroom once again, but this time he disappeared into the bathroom on his own. I slipped out and went to my bathroom and brushed my teeth and hair and I found a nightie to wear in one of the drawers. Bella Swan, sex goddess was going to have to wait until tomorrow to continue her voyage of discovery with Edward Cullen, but Bella Swan was feeling pretty pleased with herself right now. Three orgasms! Hah! Stick that in your pipe Jessica Hendricks – and all those other Hollywood actresses.

I pulled back the covers and crawled gratefully between them. I was barely awake when Edward joined me.

I didn't know how long we had left together but I was going to treasure every minute of our time before the real world tugged us back into it. I turned onto my side and Edward wrapped an arm round me once more. I felt very secure and loved.

"Love you Edward," I whispered. There was no reply.

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