Disclaimer: I cry myself to sleep at night because I don't own Edward Cullen or Emmett Cullen… or heck.. I'd even settle for Jasper Cullen..I own nothing….Also No Kids/Pre-teens/Teens(under 17) should be reading this story! Its rated M for a reason... turn away now if you have to worry about your parents walking in…

A/N—I started a forum over at Twilighted! I'm putting teasers up as I get the chapters written and I'd love to hear some feedback and convos over there about the story. I love suggestions about where to go next, because this being my first long fanfic, I really don't have an outline, I just go where I want to go at the time. Anyways, my forum is located under Alternate Universe—Sneaking Around. Please come visit me! There are chocolate martinis for all who come chat! Also, this chapter is extra long and I really hope you like it! If you like it, review, and then come chat with me on Twilighted because I love to talk about all things Twilight! (except for Jacob…I love to not acknowledge that he exists)

EPOV

Where were they? I had asked Alice to distract Bella for a little while—NOT four hours. At this rate, by the time they got back we'd just have to deposit Bella directly back at Charlie's. Annoying pixie—helpful alright. At this moment though, that's debatable. I could see Jasper smirk out of the corner of my eye and wondered if he could really appropriately interpret my emotions at this very moment in time. Being away from Bella was always torture, but right now it was worse. Bella and I had made love and I hadn't killed her in the process. I was ecstatic at that fact. At the same time though, my intense need to protect her had increased exponentially. I never believed that I could feel even more drawn to Bella, but now that she held that last piece of my heart, any moments apart from her seemed too much. I wanted…no… I needed her back safely in my arms…NOW. Which brings me back to the pixie formerly known as my sister soon to be known as She Who Shops Alone.

"Come on Eddie. You're not even trying to win," Emmett's voice boomed drawing my attention partially back to the Mario Kart game on the screen. Emmett's DK was nearing the finish line and my Luigi was continuously running into a wall. As I was finally steering him back on course, I heard a noise which could only be likened to an angel's chorus--tires on the gravel driveway. Poor Luigi would have to find his own way out of the damn corner. My chest had its own mission-- to be reunited with its heart.

I darted to the door like a man with a mission. Before Alice or Bella had a chance to touch the door knob, I flung it open, pushed Alice out of the way and scooped Bella up in my arms. I was halfway up the stairs before I heard Alice mumble, "nice to see you too Edward." Bella squealed at me and playfully punched my chest.

Esme had gone to the hospital to chat with Carlisle on his supper break. I don't think she had expected Bella to come back to the house at all. There was no telling when she would be back so I had to make the most of the time we had together alone—as quickly as possible. I tried to reign in my strength as I kicked the door to my room open, but it was hard to remember anything with Bella's warmth pressing against me in my arms. Her little punches had stopped brief moments ago and she had decided to take advantage of her position in my arms to press her soft lips against my neck. I slammed the door shut behind us and pushed Bella's back up against it. Her legs wrapped around my hips instinctually.

"Did you miss me?" she questioned me as her hot breath danced against my hear and she nibbled on my ear lobe.

Could she really not tell? I mean I could hardly control myself. I was fighting an inward battle of right and wrong to keep myself from throwing her into the Volvo and driving as far away from Forks and nosy parents as we could get. And if she doubted how much I'd missed her physically—well that should not be something she would doubt with Little Eddie prodding and poking at her hoping to get a proper hello.

I pulled away to check her eyes. Her eyes could hide no secrets and when I pulled away my heart jumped to see the playfulness there. No doubt. No regret. No frustration. Just pure playful happiness. I figured I'd play along.

"Well you know, we've been spending so much time together lately…I'd kind of missed hanging out with my brothers. I'd been promising Emmett to pulverize him in Mario Kart…so you know…..YES of course I missed you. Bella, any moment that you're not right here in my arms, I'm missing you. EVERY moment." I punctuated my sentenced with kisses directly on her lips. Her lips curled up in a smile as our kiss deepened exponentially. My tongue darted out to ask for entrance to her mouth, but before it could knock on the door, her mouth opened hungrily and welcomed me in. Her arms pulled me closer against her body, which even through her thick coat was pressing tantalizingly against my own body seeking the closeness that I was hoping for as well.

I pulled away reluctantly only to let her breathe before diving back into the kiss like my life depended on it. When I pulled back again, I was worried to see her face completely red.

"Bella, are you alright? You're red." I released my hold on her slightly, lowering her to the ground. She wavered when her feet hit the ground and I held her up.

"Please don't overreact Edward. This is going to sound strange but I'm just really hot."

How stupid could I be? I hadn't even given her time to take off her coat when she'd gotten in the house. That combined with the physicality of us being so close together and the fact that I had turned on the heat so that Bella wouldn't be uncomfortable probably had all combined together to boil her!

I carried her over to the bed and placed her gently on the comforter. I helped her unzip her coat and darted to the bathroom to get a cool washcloth so that she could return to a normal temperature.

When I returned, she had rid herself of her coat revealing a devilish piece of low cut torture pretending to be a shirt. "Edward, where are Esme and Carlisle?" Her face was returning to its normal color but some blush remained in her cheeks. I hope I know where this conversation is going. Oh please..let this conversation be going where I think it's going. Calm down Edward. Don't push her. She may not be ready again yet. There was some pain involved…maybe she hadn't recovered. Give her time.

My voice came out shakier than I had anticipated as I battled Little Eddie for control over my brain waves and fought a battle for dominance over my eyes and their desire to rake over the gorgeous body of the woman I love. "Carlisle had the late shift at the hospital. Esme went over to meet him for his supper break since it's kind of awkward for him to sit alone in the cafeteria…not eating."

Her voice came out low, in almost a whisper as she tucked her lip between her teeth. Oh her mind was definitely in the same place as mine and I couldn't be happier about it. "Edward..could.."

I didn't let her finish her thought. I quieted her question before she could ask. I let my lips know that they had won the fight and that they could claim their spoils. They all too greedily dove into their mission with passion that had been stored up all evening. She smiled against my mouth as best she could and then met the onslaught with her own fiery desire. A nagging voice in the back of my brain reminded me that we needed to be quick—Esme would not be happy to find us to blatantly ignoring her and Charlie's rules. Bella silenced that nagging to a quiet whisper when she brought her delicate hand up to my shoulder and pushed me over on my back (okay so I did give her a little assistance. It wouldn't do for her to get a hernia—that would end fun time). As I landed with a thud with my back to the mattress, Bella chuckled at me before pulling her right leg over my body and straddling my hips. Even fully clothed this woman could be the death of me if I wasn't already dead. My hands found their way to the edge of her t-shirt and ran along the edge where her skin met her jeans. Her silky skin waited there just begging to be caressed. I tried to push her shirt higher, but she pushed my hands away and leaned over to the bedside lamp to turn it off. I didn't have the heart to tell her that the lack of lighting did nothing to impair my enhanced ability of sight. I didn't tell her directly—but when her hands snaked down her body and pulled the shirt over her head, I'm pretty sure my body told her that she could not have been more beautiful in that moment.

Like a magnet drawn to metal my hands found their way to her chest; caressing her nipples lightly through the thin cup of her bra. I will never tire of the way they pebble up to my touch. It's like an erotic magic show watching Bella's reaction to my touch. A shiver went down her spine as I became increasingly frustrated with the simple fabric. Now there are times in my life when I wonder if Bella is actually the mind-reader because she always seems to know exactly what I want and need. No sooner had the thought of ripping the cloth to shreds entered my mind, than Bella reached down between her breasts and found the blessed snap; releasing herself from the confines of the fabric and bringing me to the glory that is her breasts. Once again, I was very pleased with my ability to see in the dark. I was also appreciating this new side of Bella. Bella is a girl who knows what she wants—I had been a fool to ever try denying her in the first place. She leaned down against me ; pulling me into a heated kiss while her hands snaked and pulled in my hair. Her breasts were pressed firmly against the fabric at my chest and I wrapped my arms around her back pulling her harder against me. I couldn't tell if the moan that erupted between us was me or her or both of us together. Something in that kiss pulled the trigger on the starter pistol of a sprint to the finish.

She pulled away from my lips suddenly; her eyes meeting my own in the dark and stared into the confines of my being for a moment that felt like eternity. What I saw in her eyes was need. She needed me right then and I needed her right then and it needed to happen NOW. The contract we had both signed in that stare was finalized—and now we were both very eager to get the process started. Bella broke the gaze first; her eyes travelling down from my face to my chest and lower where I was still fully clothed. She scowled against the darkness and started angrily on the ridiculous amount of buttons on my button down shirt. I took that moment to show her how ready I was by taking her hips in my hands and rubbing her warmth against the strain in my pants. She gasped a little and started more furiously working at the blessed buttons. My hands moved from the sides of her hips to the front of her jeans and was really glad to only find one button there. I was really proud of myself as I undid that button and lowered her zipper—because I didn't destroy Bella's clothes even though Little Eddie was begging me to remember that I could be inside of her now if I just shredded both of our remaining clothing. Bella's simple blue cotton panties peeked out through the gape in her pants; such simple fabric but on her body they perfectly decorated but did not distract me from the beauty of her skin. I leaned up and kissed her belly button teasingly. Bella's hips much to my pleasure had continued the movements I had started earlier and I was now harder than I'd ever been. Any need that I'd thought I'd felt before was now was maxed out now. I had to have her. And from the looks of her frustration with the button on my pants (she had given up on getting rid of my shirt), Bella had to have me too.

She finally succeeded with this damn button just as I was silently vowing to wear sweatpants for the rest of my existence. I lifted my hips (and her consequently since she was still riding me through my clothes) and allowed her to push them out of the way and down to my ankles where I kicked both the boxers and the pants across the room. I could not be bothered by the resulting crash from where they landed. I'd deal with that later. Bella seemed positively gleeful when she saw how hard I was for her and I decided it was time to make sure she was just as aroused. I pulled her down into a kiss. Her movement to my lips had her wet warmth gently caressing my penis in her folds. She was moist and hot and heaven, but I needed to make sure that she was ready to handle me again so soon after her first time. My hands melted against her body tracing circles along her ribcage and the small of her back. My kisses moved to her shoulder and down her arm, all the way to her fingers and hands. My own hands had found her core and were gently writing love poems in script across her clit. My lips caressed her wrist in a passionate kiss. Bella's breath was coming quicker now as my mouth returned back up her body; this time travelling on the inside of her arm with kisses along her blood vessel, to the crook of her elbow, to the extremely soft skin of her inside upper arm. Bella was pushing herself against my hand as she panted Edward under her breath. I could feel her orgasm shake her as she rode her path to liberation. She collapsed against my body and I was content holding her like that with the glow of satisfaction glossing her skin. She recovered quickly and when her eyes met mine again, I could see she was up to something as her lips curled into a grin against my shirt-clad chest. Before I could realize what was happening, Bella had raised herself up and was lowering herself onto my rock hard shaft. She enveloped the head within her body and I had to really focus my attentions on not thrusting up. I wanted to let this be hers. This orgasm would belong to Bella completely and totally. She moved with excruciating slowness as her body descended further down my cock. Her mouth fell open as she felt me fill her more with each inch she went down until I was filling her completely. My held fell back on the pillow and if I had been human I know I would have had beads of sweat running down my forehead at the complexity of restraint it took me to stay still for her. My body needed to move. No sooner had I thought it than Bella began rocking her hips against my pole. Her breath began panting as she discovered how to move herself on me to make me hit her more pleasurable points. When her head rolled back and "Edward, please" escaped her lips, I could be passive no longer. I grabbed her hips and began meeting her downward thrusts with my own upward ones. My body was mirroring hers; trembling with need as we became more frantic in our movements. I knew she was close and my own body had been ready to go for a while. I was determined though, I needed her to get as much pleasure as I was. Again, Bella reads minds. I thought it and she fell apart on top of me; screaming my name at a volume that I didn't know she had in her. Her walls clamped around me and that was clue enough for me that I could finally release. With one final thrust, I released inside of her. Her body continued to milk me as my orgasm overtook my whole being; before collapsing on my chest with Little Eddie taking a nap inside of her. We lay just like that in post-coital bliss; relishing in the silence of the blissful moment. I kissed the top of her head and brushed the hair and the sweat off of her forehead to plant another kiss there before taking her bruised lips gently with mine. I could stay like this forever.

"I could stay like this forever." Bella whispered against my mouth. My Bella could be a mind reader.