A/N: Hey everyone. So I'm gonna get you all excited. You all should know what this means. Mom don't read this chapter just skip over it and I will tell you what happens later. Love you.

Saranic as you know I base pretty much everything on you and if you like it I feel pretty good about posting it and you liked it so I feel pretty good. Thanks sweetheart.

Into. Scrapes, drkvctry(this was the first time I spelt your name without having to look it up), Claire Bloom, TRDancer, ARenee363, Lottie2303, Tuesday Jane, Charley Cullen, gcgonc and inside-the-disarray I love you guys.

Ashley. I forgot you last time. I'm sorry. I saw you like ten seconds after I posted the chapter and apologized immediately. I hope you like this. I know I am going to get text messages asking me why I did the things I did. I love you babe the three weeks I've spent in this town have been bearable because of you. XO

So this is the date. There is a link to the dress Bella where's on my profile.

Away we go.


BPOV

We didn't get to the date until three days after the side of the house blow job. Things kept getting in the way like people, packing, and our movie education. We watched a lot of movies in those three days. We also starting going through my dad's things which was hell and caused me to cry buckets.

Finding drawings I had made for him when I was six in his night table was by far the worst. I couldn't fathom why he would keep something from me during all those years I was awful to him. Edward assured me it was because he loved me. We boxed up his clothes that I didn't want and neither did any of the boys and some of his belongings and gave them to a charity. I wanted this house to be clean and organized before I left it; before the beginning of the new term.

It was a Friday afternoon and Emmett had left two days prior to go home to Oregon and Rose had been sulking everyday since he had left. We were sitting on my couch Edward to one side of me and Rose on the other. Rose had her head resting in her hand as we watched Lee Pace bring dead people back to life and chase after the love of his life that he couldn't touch. She kept sighing every time Ned said something sweet. Edward was biting his thumbnail and his knee was bouncing like crazy.

Jasper was asleep on the arm chair; apparently Pushing Daises wasn't really his taste.

I looked over at Edward who just grinned at me and then went back to his nail biting and knee bouncing. We watched an entire episode before Edward stood and pointed at me. "You."

"Me." I pointed at myself. I felt Rose sit up. She was going back to Idaho in a couple of days but wanted to stay as long as she could to make sure I was alright.

"Go upstairs and get in the shower and do all the girly things girls do to look pretty and I will be back here in one hour to pick you up. We are going on a date." He was moving toward the door.

Rose stood and clapped. "I'll do your hair and make-up."

I stood and walked to the door as Edward put on his coat and shoes. "Does Italian sound good?" He asked me coming towards me. I nodded. "Good." He kissed me. "I'll see you soon."

He left and I heard his car start and drive away. Rose looked at me. "Get in the shower."

I nodded and ran up the stairs. I got in the shower and made sure it was quick. I got out and opened the door to let some of the steam out. Rose popped her head out of my room along with her arm and three dresses. "Which one do you like?"

I picked a navy blue dress with beaded straps. It was tight and flirty and would drive Edward crazy. Rosalie curled my hair and did my make-up and like I requested, kept it simple. "Why are you so fucking giddy?" I asked her as she applied eyeliner.

"Why aren't you? It's your first date and you aren't excited." She put the eyeliner away and started looking for the appropriate eye shadow.

"Of course I'm excited. I just have a different way of dealing with it." I was examining my hair before she motioned for me to look up at her. "He won't have sex with me until we go on a date."

Rose stood up straight. "Really?"

I nodded. "Apparently he wants to make an honest woman out of me or something. He wants our relationship to start out right or something."

Rose chuckled. "Well, it's a little late for that now isn't it?"

"As frustrated as I am, it's insanely sweet and makes me want him that much more because of how insanely adorable he is." She swept the brush over my closed lids.

"Well, I'm excited for you. Do you think you'll do the deed tonight?" She got out the blush and told me to smile.

"I hope so, but you and Jasper can't be here when we get back, okay. Take him somewhere. Make him show you his house and then get drunk and-" She started shaking her head and backing away from me.

"No, no, no, no I am not having sex with Jasper just so you can have sex with Edward." She placed her hand on her hip while she waved a finger on her other hand at me.

I shook my head and looked at her like she was crazy. "I was going to say pass out, but it's good to know where your limits are."

She grinned at me like a bitch, taking out a light pink gloss and applying it with a lip brush. "I bet he will take you somewhere expensive and he'll be dressed nice and he'll smell good. Edward seems like a 'for serious' kind of date guy, not like a bro you know?" Rosalie had a language I didn't understand. "He is actually gonna wanna wine and dine you just not take you to a kegger or to like an arcade."

I looked up at her. "An arcade?"

"I dated a lot of losers in high school." She backed away from me. "You are lucky have found Edward and you look beautiful, not that it was hard to make you that way."

"Awe Rose, you big softy." I stood and looked at myself in the mirror. I did look pretty awesome.

"Bella? Rosalie?" I heard Jasper shuffling around downstairs.

"Yeah." I yelled skewing Rosalie's make-up job more to my liking.

"What are you doing?" I heard his voice getting closer.

Rosalie who had left the bathroom to grab me a pair of her navy blue satin pumps was walking back to me. Good lord this girl travelled with a ridiculous amount of clothes and foot wear. "Here."

I took them from her and placed them on my feet. I was really lucky that Rose and I were the same size. "I'm getting ready to go out."

He had reached the top of the stairs and he looked into the bathroom. He stopped and his eyes went wide. "Wow."

I blushed slightly. "Thanks."

"Where are you going?" He asked leaning against the railing.

I didn't really want to talk to him about Edward. We had only broken up five days early. I didn't want to flaunt the fact that I was comfortable with Edward; that I had moved on and really didn't have to recover from the end of our relationship. I guess I felt like I hadn't really lost him. We were friends and I liked that. "I'm going out with Edward."

I passed him and started to walk down the stairs with them following me. "He is going to love that dress. You might not even make it to where ever it is you're going when he sees you in it."

After I walked down the stairs, I walked over the closet and removed my jacket and threw it over the banister of the stairs. I turned and smiled awkwardly. I didn't really want to discuss fucking my ex boyfriend's best friend so candidly. We were friends, but I don't think we were there yet. "Yeah well, that's the point I guess. Why we ladies dress the way we do."

"Well, you look good and I'm not even kidding. Edward is going to lose his mind because that's his favourite color or at least his favourite shade of blue." He smirked. He was trying to be supportive. He was trying to act like my friend, but I could tell underneath it all he was just as uncomfortable talking to me about it as I was.

"Jasper let's get out of the house and go do something tonight." Said Rosalie smiling. "We've been cooped up in this house all week and it's a Friday night. Show me all the wonderful things that Forks has to offer."

"I think you saw it all the last time you were up here."

"Well show it to me again. I'm gonna go get ready and I suggest you do the same." She turned and ran up the stairs.

Jasper looked at me. "I guess I'm gonna run home." I was going to offer him keys to my dad's truck, but he didn't live that far and I knew he would enjoy the walk. I nodded and opened up the door for him.

Standing on the other side was Edward with his arm in mid air getting ready to knock on my old door. I just stared at him and smiled. He didn't have a coat on which I thought was a little silly because it was freezing out but he looked fantastic. He was wearing black dress pants and a black suit jacket. The white shirt he had on wasn't a dress shirt but it was close and the first three buttons were undone. He was really put together except for his hair. It was a sexy dishevelled disarray of sex; it touched the tips of his eyelashes as he stared at me with eyes hooded in lust, want and desire.

"Hi." I said blushing.

He shook his head like he was coming out of a trance I put him in and smiled his crooked smile that made me melt just a little. He stuck his hand out that had a bouquet of red roses in it. I looked at them and then at him. I couldn't believe it. Not once in my entire life had any boy brought me flowers of any kind. My entire heart melted as I stared at them as he came towards me and handed them to me, closing the door behind him.

He came up to me and looked over me one last time with his stunning eyes before he brushed the hair away from my face. He lightly kissed my cheek while holding the square of my jaw with his thumb and index finger. "You look beautiful."

I looked up at him and smiled blushing. "Thank you. You look very handsome." He really did; so handsome in fact that I felt my knees wobble slightly and it caused me to fall into his chest slightly; Rosalie was right he did smell amazing. He steadied me laughing slightly.

"I'm gonna go." Said Jasper as he stepped around us, opening the door and slipping out, trying to be as invisible as possible.

Jasper's exit shook me out of the trance Edward had put me in. I smiled even wider looking at the flowers. "They're beautiful Edward." I turned to the kitchen and looked around making a long drawn out 'uh' noise as I thought about where a vase would be. I turned and looked at him. "I don't have a vase."

He smiled and grabbed my coat off the banister and held it out for me. "We'll get one on the way home. Just put them in the sink with a little water."

I filled the sink slightly and stuck them in and walked back to him. I slipped my arms into the sleeves of my black coat and did it up. I turned back to look at him and smiled. It was at this moment I realized that my heart was beating like crazy. I was nervous. I couldn't believe that I was nervous. I had known him for months, we knew everything about each other, we had be intimate sort of and I was fucking nervous.

"Are you ready to go?" He asked me still flashing his crooked smile as he opened the door for me.

I stepped outside and he closed the door. He caught my hand and intertwined our fingers as we walked down the four stairs from my house. It was just starting to get dark and the way that almost surreal light that twilight light gave off lit us both, making me feel like I was in a dream.

He opened his car door for me like he always did and I got inside. He got in and started the car and he looked at me. "I made reservations at a restaurant in Port Angeles is that all right?"

I smiled and nodded. What was up with my lack of verbal communication? I was so nervous my palms were sweating. He turned on the stereo and Ballad of a Well Known Gun started by Elton John started to play. I put my hands together and clutched them to my chest. "Oh, I love this song."

"I know." He said turning off my street and heading towards Port Angeles. I held his hand while he drove and we said very little on the car ride there. I really had nothing to say. It was nice. I felt for the past couple of days all I had been doing is talking; explaining things or defending people or myself. It felt nice to just sit in the comfortable silence and enjoy each other's presence. I was also really enjoying the Elton John. It was a mix of his songs, some that Edward had thrown together catering to the songs he knew I liked the best.

He pulled up to this tiny little restaurant that I wouldn't have seen unless he pointed it out to me. It had very few tables on the inside. It had a warm feeling to it and it was lit to fit the mood. It was romantic and I liked it. The waiter showed us to our table and took my coat from me. Edward leaned over and slipped him something and then sat down and faced me. "How do you feel about red wine?"

"How do I feel about red wine? Uh, I like it I guess. Not all the time but occasionally I suppose." I tucked my hair behind my ear.

"You'll like this one." He said smiling again; his beautiful crooked smile that I knew he would only smile for me from now on.

"They're going to serve us wine? We're minors." I was really impressed that Edward had such pull with people.

He smiled and hesitated before he spoke. "Uh, my uncle owns this restaurant and the waiter is my cousin."

I laughed. "For a second there I thought you were captain suave. It was very impressive." I relaxed; I felt like I was talking to Edward again. He wasn't a showy kind of guy and even though I thought it was nice that he was trying to impress me, I really just wanted him to act like himself.

"Yeah well, I tried." He rubbed the back of his neck. He was embarrassed.

"Awe, it's very endearing." I reached out across the table and touched his hand. The way the light was hitting his face made his perfect jaw line look even more defined and I involuntarily bit my lip. I smiled again and shook my head. "Is this your mother's brother?"

"Yeah, this is one of her seven brothers. David."

"Did they have seven brides?" I asked lazily feeling completely relaxed.

"What?" He was so confused and no idea what I was referring to.

"Nothing." I said looking up at Edward's cousin who was pouring wine into each of our glasses.

"Thanks Mike." Said Edward. Mike was looking at Edward, then to me, then back at Edward. Edward shook his head and then smiled rubbing is bottom lip with his thumb. "Mike, this is Bella."

"Hey." He looked over at me with his hand stuck out. "I'm Mike."

"Bella. It's nice to meet you." I smiled politely.

"Likewise." He placed two menus in front of us and then turned to Edward and gave him the thumbs up.

I looked at Edward with wide eyes. "So that's my cousin Mike." He said after Mike had left.

"Subtly is not his forte, huh?" I said opening the menu.

"Mike was dropped several times during infancy. Don't hold it against him." He laughed.

We ordered; he got the steak and I ordered the mushroom ravioli. I eased back into my seat and sipped my wine. He did the same and then leaned across the table. "So, where did you grow up?" He cocked his eyebrow.

EPOV

She thought me asking a typical date question was funny. She took the glass of wine and raised it to her lips and sipped before she answered. "I was born in Forks but raised in Arizona. You." She giggled happily playing along.

"Born and raised in Forks." I said taking a sip of the wine that was worth the hundred dollars I paid for it. She nodded her curled hair bouncing, rolling off her shoulders falling down between her breasts. The dress she was wearing was made for her and was making my dick twitch. That color against her skin was a sin. She kept trailing her fingers along her collarbones and in between her breasts. She was doing it on purpose too. I could tell by the way she was looking at me.

"Your mother has seven brothers." She said looking around the restaurant like she was assessing it. "That's a lot of kids.

"My mother is Italian Irish." I had never really told her much about my family. This never really came up in any of our conversations before. It was nice to know that we still had new things to learn about each other. "She was the only one of the eight that got the Irish look. The pale skin and lighter hair. The Italian in her is the reason Alice has dark hair."

She nodded. "So you're Italian Irish, what's your dad?"

"He's German. Well, his parents are German. He was born in New York. My grandparents came over here when they just married in 1966." I ran my hand through my hair.

"Can you speak any German?"

"God no, I can't be bothered to learn languages and I never really saw my dad's parents. They never really liked coming around because they hated my mom."

Her face crumbled in confusion. "How could anyone hate your mom?" She brought the wine to her lips again and took another sip. "She's the bees knees."

I laughed. "Did your parents have any siblings?" I asked finishing the only glass of wine I was going to have.

She shook her head. "My mom is an only child and my dad did have a sister, but she died of pneumonia when she was four. And all my grandparents died when I was little."

"God, I'm sorry Bella." That sucks. She really wasn't kidding when she said she had no family left.

She shrugged like she was saying that's the way it goes sometimes. "I can't really remember any of them so it doesn't make me sad. My dad was the first person I ever really lost." She looked away from me and looked out the window just for a second like she was thinking about something. She then turned back to me smiling at me. It was a smile that said she was happy to be here with me.

"What's your heritage?" I asked.

"My dad's parents both born in England both moved to Seattle when they were little, they met when they were seventeen married a year later moved to Forks and had my dad. My mother's father was Spanish and her mother was Canadian. It's the reason I have dark eyes and hair and really pale skin." She finished the glass and I filled her glass up again. "Are you trying to get me drunk Mr. Cullen?"

"I thought that was obvious." I laughed and so did she. The wine was hitting her though, not making her drunk, but turning her cheeks the sweetest shade of pink. She looked down and the light hitting her eyelashes cast shadows across her elegant cheek bones. Her lips pouting as she lightly dragged her tongue across them as they curled into the slightest smile that fell before her eyes met mine again. I wish I knew what she was thinking.

Our food came and it was fucking good. My uncle was cooking tonight and he was good at it. "How's the food?"

"Really good." She looked euphoric and I could tell that was she was eating was good, she really meant it as she practically purred the words.

We really didn't talk much when we ate and that was fine. It was weird how comfortable I was with her when we weren't saying anything. Mike came and took our plates away. I wasn't sure if she wanted to stay and sit or if she wanted to leave. I wanted to bring her somewhere but only if she was ready to go. "I wanna take you somewhere."

"Okay." she said finishing the last of the wine running her hands through her hair.

I smiled and ran into the back and thanked my uncle, he made me pay for the wine but not the food. He said he wanted to meet Bella so he came out and shook her hand. They talked for a half hour about how to make the mushroom ravioli. He wrote her out the recipe and gave it to her. She beamed and showed it to me like I didn't watch it all happen. Then she grabbed my hand after she put her jacket on and pulled me outside and headed towards the car.

"No, no." I said as I pulled her towards me.

"Edward, look at my shoes." I looked down at her feet. The heels made her legs look killer, but they also looked like they were killing her feet.

"It will only take us one minute to get there I promise." I pulled her along and she pulled back.

I stopped to look at her and she walked towards me, placing her hands on my chest pushing her body into mine and kissed me lightly. "Thank you for dinner."

I smiled. "You're welcome."

She turned and held my hand and followed me to my Uncle Leonard's music and record shop A-track. I took the keys I had kept from when I used to work there out of my pocket and unlocked the door and led Bella inside.

I flicked on the lights and I heard her gasp and she turned to me. "We mustn't dwell... no, not today. We CAN'T. Not on Rex Manning day." She turned back and walked through the store letting her hand run over the records. I laughed quietly to myself. This place always reminded me of Empire Records and that was the first place her mind went. It made me love her more.

"What is this place?" She asked turning back to look at me taking off her coat and placing it over the railing of the staircase that led to the second floor and listening booths.

"It's my uncle's record shop. He opened it when my grandparents died and left him an inheritance." She moved through the floor looking through c.d.'s and cassettes.

She walked over to the counter and started to look over it. "What are those?" She asked pointing and a serious of records that were lined up against the wall.

"Those are original pressings." I said leading her behind the counter.

She thumbed through of few of them before she stopped and pulled a record out. She gripped in her hands and looked at me. "This is The Tumbleweed Connection. You're telling me this is an original pressing of The Tumbleweed Connection?"

I nodded.

"Oh my God." Her mouth was open and she was staring at it like she was holding a diamond. "This must be expensive."

I shrugged. "Do you want it?" She looked up at me like I was insane and then laughed.

"Take it." I said running my hands up and down her arms.

She looked up at me like I had just offended her. "I just can't take it."

"Yeah, you can. I'm telling you can. Leo will understand." He would understand when I came into the store tomorrow, apologized and paid for it, but he would understand none the less.

"Are you serious?" She was so sceptical.

I nodded. She smiled and squealed a little doing this weird hop thing before she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. I pulled her towards me and kissed her back. I pulled her bottom lip into my mouth and sucked gently while her tongue came out to meet mine. I picked her up and placed her on the counter taking the record and placing it aside.

I ran my hand up her smooth legs and under her dress. I kept moving upward expecting to find the material of her panties, but I was met with more of her smooth skin. I parted from her and looked at her face with my hand still hovering in between her legs. She was panting slightly and her lips were red and swollen. She looked so good. "Are you not wearing panties?" It was a stupid question because I knew she wasn't; my fingers were already running up and down her wet folds.

She grinned and shook her head.

Fuck, she had been going commando this whole time. Sweet Jesus.

I still had something I wanted to show her. Plus I didn't want to have sex with her here on the counter, but I knew that we weren't going to make it back to her house. I knew it was going to be in the back. I was going to make love to the girl I loved on top of the thing I loved second most. "I want to show you something."

She cocked an eyebrow. "Oh yeah, what do you want to show me?" She said undoing my belt.

I picked her up, placed her on the ground, and held out my hand. She looked a little disappointed and a little shocked. She sighed. "So you really want to show me something?" She sighed again. "Okay." She followed me and I pulled her into the back.

"My uncle bought this when I started working here back when I was a teenager. The one in my house is good but nothing like this one." I opened the door to the back room and there she was the most beautiful baby grand I had ever seen. It was ebony and was as shiny as the day he bought it. The keys still looked like they had never been touched. The cover was down reflecting the moonlight that was coming through the skylight above our heads.

I sat down at the piano while Bella walked around the room and touched all the guitars, strumming them lightly.

I sat down and let my hands hover over the keys just for a second while I closed my eyes. I placed my fingers on the keys and started to play. It occurred to me that I had never played this aloud. This was the first time I was hearing what it sounded like coming from a piano. I opened my eyes to see Bella stopped in one spot her body slightly twisted looking in my direction with a confused look on her face. "I know this." She said walking towards me.

"This is your song. I wrote this for you." I looked back down at the keys. "I hummed it to you after your mother came for her visit."

She nodded. "Right." There was a pause as she let me play a little longer. "It's beautiful. I can't believe that you wrote me a song."

I looked at her the moonlight making her pale skin look white, her brown hair look black and her pink lips look red. I stopped playing and pulled her towards me picking up where we had left off. She turned and leaned her back into the keys; I pushed against her. The sound that came out of the piano was a deep ominous sound that echoed through the room with its high ceilings. For some reason that sound turned me on even more than I already was.

I moved my hand underneath her skirt and grabbed her hips pulling her closer to me. This resulted in her hitting more keys and it made me groan while my tongue massaged hers.

I was rock hard and the feeling of my cock pushing against my pants was painful. So I picked her up and walked her to the side of the piano. I placed her on it pushing my erection into her so that she would know it was there and ready to be unleashed. I felt weird taking off my own clothes I wanted her to do it. I wanted to the shred the dress she was wearing. I would have if it wasn't so nice and looked so good on her. I wanted to see it on her again, so I decided that peeling it off of her would be just as good.

She moaned when I pushed my cock into her leg. She brought her hand down and started rubbing me through my pants while she started pushing my jacket off with her other. I pulled her closer to me so that we were so close the back of her hand was practically on her pussy while she continued to jack me off through my clothes.

I was looking for the zipper to her dress. I ran my hands up and down her back looking for it when she laughed. "What?" Why was she always laughing?

"It's on the side." Her hand left my cock and I let out a whimper when she did. She started unbuttoning my shirt. I managed to get her zipper unzipped. Fuck, I have a love/hate relationship with her clothes. She pushed my hands away from her so that she could push my shirt off of me.

I went back to kiss her, but she backed away from me and stared at my stomach as she ran her hands down it. She was smiling like a kid that just got the bike they wanted. She looked up at me. "My hands literally ripple down your chest." She looked back at my stomach.

I laughed. "How does this come off?" I asked pointing at her dress. It was just easier to just ask instead of fumbling around with it for like twenty minutes until she told me how to do it anyway.

She pushed me away and jumped off the piano grabbed the ends of the dress and pulled it up over her head. It was the first time I had seen her completely naked. Things slowed down for second while I took a moment to look at her. Her whole body was pale and looked like white silk in the stark moonlight that lit it. She was thin but not bony; she looked soft and slightly curvy. Her breasts were still small but perfect for her. She had no hints of sagging. I looked her up and down as I placed my hands on her soft warm flesh and pulled her closer to me. I looked at her face and even in the dark I could tell she was blushing. I had embarrassed her with my ogling. "You look beautiful."

She smiled and swung her head causing her hair to fall behind her shoulders down to the mid of her back. I let my fingers lightly trail up and down her spine; she shivered slightly and brought her hands up to my pants and slowly undid them as I leaned down to kiss her.

She pushed them down along with my boxers as far as she could without parting from my lips. When I picked her up again and placed her on the piano the boxers and pants fell down around my ankles. I knew that I had a condom in my wallet so I pulled away from her to completely take my pants off to retrieve it.

She sat up with me gripping my shoulders. "Where are you going?" She was panting and sounded slightly disappointed.

I looked at her with a small smirk. "I'm just getting a condom." I laughed a little as I removed my pants and started looking for my wallet.

"Oh, fuck the condom." She waved her hand around as if to dismiss it.

Fuck the condom? I did not want a baby. Maybe one day but not now. "Bella." I was looking at her like she was crazy.

"I'm on the pill." She sat up motioning with her hands for me to come back to her.

Well, if she was on the pill. I came back to her and started kissing her again. I leaned her back on the piano and ran my hand down her body and inserted two of my fingers into her. She gasped. "I want you inside me."

Well, the lady gets what the lady wants. I wrapped my arm around her waist and brought her as close as I could get her to me without actually entering her. I was looking at her, dead in the eyes and she looked right back. I wanted something from her. I didn't want her to do something that Jasper told me that she did, so I told her what I wanted. "Bella."

"Yeah?" She was wiggling trying to push herself towards me but I wouldn't allow it.

"Don't be quiet okay, I want to hear you. I want to hear what it sounds like when I make you cum."

She stared at me like she couldn't believe what I had just said to her. She pulled herself up and wrapped her arm around my neck. "Make love to me Edward."

And I entered her slowly.

BPOV

Did he just ask me to be loud? He wanted to hear what it sounded like when he made me cum. Cocky little fucker, I had no doubt that he would make me scream his name and speak to him in languages I didn't even know I knew, but he was cocky none the less. He knew that he was going to get me to hit a seven and he wanted to hear me when he did, he wanted me to moan and sigh and scream, fuck I would yodel for him if he asked.

And then he entered me, slowly so I felt him, all of him, every inch as he pushed into me filling me like every girl longs to be filled. I was no mathematician, but he was easily eight inches maybe nine and all of him was in me, he was the biggest I had ever been with. It hurt me a little, but just a little, and in the best kind of way.

I was looking at him; our faces were parallel and he was staring back at me. He hadn't moved yet and he just stared at me with this look in his eyes that I couldn't quite place. It was almost wild and he smirked a little and then pulled out of me almost to the tip and then pushed back into me. I whimpered when he did.

"Louder Bella." He started to develop an excruciating slow rhythm pulling out and pushing back into me as deep as he could go. I wanted to cry out the way he wanted me to, but I couldn't because I didn't think it would feel like this. I didn't think that it would feel this good. My lower abdomen was already tightening and I knew I was going to cum soon. How did he do that? He had barely done anything. He hadn't been in me more than two minutes and I was already almost there.

He picked up the pace and was thrusting into me and a speed that was perfect. "Like that." I said removing my arm from his and lying back down on the piano. The sex on the piano was hot. I knew he loved the piano. I knew that seeing me like this on something that he loved just as much as me was probably adding something to this sex that I couldn't even imagine.

I felt it. The first wave of orgasm and I started moaning out loud just like he asked me to. I always went out of my way to stay quiet, but I had to tell myself to let go; to just experience it and do whatever my body was telling me to do.

My hands tried to grip the smooth surface of the piano and my back arched. "Edward." I started panting and moaning and sighing letting the orgasm take over my whole body. He wanted me near him and he linked his arm under my arched back and pulled me towards him again. "Edward." I wrapped my arms around his neck kissing and sucking it as I pushed myself into him; my body convulsing next to his. I moaned into his ear as I took his earlobe into my mouth.

He moaned back pushing the small of my back into him. I was practically teetering on the edge of the piano as the orgasm came in full force and for some reason I thought the appropriate response to my orgasm was to bite him. I sunk my teeth into the muscle between his neck and shoulder and dug my nails into his back. He didn't really moan or groan, he growled and thrusted into me harder and faster.

He grabbed me by the back of my neck and pulled me from him. He didn't stop fucking me but he slowed. He was looking at me with the wild look in his eyes and looked down at his chest. He couldn't see the bite, but he could sure as shit see the blood that was trickling from it. I fucking bit him hard. He leaned into me and ran his tongue along one side of my jaw to the other and whispered into my ear. "Lick it off of me." The tone of his voice was aggressive and slightly authoritative. I liked it when a man told me what to do when we were in bed, like he was demanding me.

He wanted to make love but the sex had changed. I guess we were still making love but it was hot and passionate and slightly strange rather than the lovey dovey sex I expected. So I looked him in the eyes as I leaned forward and he thrusted into me again. I moaned loudly not expecting him to do it. He thrusted a few more times before he stopped so I could get close enough to him to lick his blood off him without bouncing around all over the place. I was slightly disoriented. I still hadn't recovered from my orgasm and now he was asking me to drink his blood. I couldn't lie, as bizarre as it was I found it insanely sexy.

I always wanted guys to get rough with me or allow me to get rough with them. It was weird because the other two guys I slept with, who you would think that they would let me bite them or scratch them or do weird shit to them, didn't like it. They were too noble to do those things back to me, but now I actually found a really great, straight laced guy and he was all about that shit.

The blood stopped in the middle of his chest muscle and I stuck out my tongue and decided to start there. I licked the salty, coppery liquid from his body. I made my way back up to the ragged skin my teeth had cut through. I tongued the cut and he moaned and started fucking me again as he groaned let his head rest against mine.

I began sucking on the cut drawing the blood out of his body and he fucked me with fervor as I came again. He had stamina, we had been fucking for almost thirty minutes by that point and he showed no signs of slowing down. I was sweating, moaning and groaning and swearing into his skin as I sank my teeth back into his cut.

"Bella, I'm gonna cum." Okay so biting him made his stamina decrease. He grabbed my hips and thrusted the few last times before he came. He moved away from me but didn't pull out and rested his head against my chest breathing heavily.

I brushed my hands through his hair and kissed his sweaty forehead. "Are you okay?" I asked concerned.

He looked up at me and smiled and kissed me. "I'm better than okay."

I looked down at the bite mark. "Fuck Edward, I'm sorry." I lightly moved my fingers over the shape my teeth had left in his flesh. I leaned over and kissed it. He was still bleeding and his blood was left on my lips and he leaned into kiss me again. "You like all this shit, huh?" I asked pushing the hair that had matted to his forehead away.

He nodded. "I can't believe that you actually bit me." He looked at me and kissed me again gathering most of my hair and unsticking it from my body and then he looked me in the eye again. "Can I bite you?"

"Hells yeah you can bite me." I smiled tilting my neck up as I felt him grow hard inside me again and I knew I had found something special with Edward. He grinned and lowered his mouth to about the same place I had bit him and sunk his teeth into me.

We had sex three more times, again on the piano, over the counter in the front and in once of the listening booths upstairs before we stumbled out exhausted to his car. "Are you sure you are going to be able to get us home?"

"I think I can manage." He said putting on his seatbelt changing the c.d. to The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars and I smiled naturally loving this album.

I fell asleep in the car on the way home. He woke me up by licking and kissing my neck. "Hey." Said as he brought my lips to his.

He helped me out of the car and walked me up to my front door. "I had a really good time tonight." He said smiling.

I blushed. "Me too."

"Well-" He leaned in and kissed me. "Good night."

"Good night." I said opening my door and stepping inside closing the door. I looked towards the kitchen and saw the roses and remembered that we didn't get a vase. I looked around and found a tall pot thing and placed them in there. I heard a knock on my door.

I opened it to find Edward standing on the other side with the sweetest smile on his face. "Hi."

I smiled back. "Hi." I bit my lip and moved aside motioning for him to come in.

He grabbed my waist and pulled me towards him. "We need to get you into the shower." He grinned and then kissed me again.

I nodded. "I've been very, very dirty." I kissed him again and then parted. "You know what? I've never had sex on the first date before." He smirked. "Does that make me a slut?" I asked him.

He looked away from me like he was seriously contemplating what I had just said and then looked back at me. "Yeah, I think it does." He laughed.

I smacked his chest. "Fuck you." I went to kiss him but he was too tall. He needed to pick me up. It was the one thing I could think of that wasn't compatible; our height. He was almost a foot taller than me and that made things difficult. "Pick me up."

He did as he was told and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He almost had me pushed up against door frame of the kitchen when Rosalie made her presence know. "Hello." She sang.

It scared me and it made my body jolt backwards causing me to hit my head in the door frame. "Fuck my life." I said bringing my hand to the back of my head.

Edward put me down and Rosalie rushed over. "Oh my God Bella I'm so sorry – what the hell happened to your neck?"

Right I forgot about that. I just stared at her and then she looked at Edward and started pushing his clothes around clearly looking for the marks on him too which she found, she found several of them actually. Not all bites, some of them were hickeys. "What are you doing here?" I asked ignoring her question. "What happened to going to Jasper's house?"

She shrugged. "I told him that, but I think he figured that I was trying to get him out of the house so you two could fuck. And I think he's trying to cockblock the both of you."

Wow. I guess it makes sense. It can't be easy for him knowing what we were doing. I felt guilty for being so careless with Jasper's feelings, but I found it strange that he would be encouraging it before we left and now he was cockblocking us.

"But by the looks of you two it doesn't matter that much anyway." She lightly dragged her fingers along the first bite mark that Edward had left on my neck. "You both look and smell like sex. You can keep the dress by the way." She eyeballed the both of us and then raised her hand and pointed at me. "I want details later."

I laughed through my nose and nodded. I looked up at Edward who was looking at me like he couldn't believe that I had just told Rose that I was going to tell her about our sex life right in front of him. "What like you aren't going to tell Jake?" He grinned. Uh-huh that's what I thought.

Jasper came flying out of the living room. "Rose-" He stopped when he saw both Edward and me. I immediately pulled my hair around any part of my body that Edward could have bitten. "Oh hey guys. We are watching the first couple of Star Wars-" I looked over at Rose whose look told me she was less than thrilled to be doing so. "Do you want to watch with us?"

No Jasper, not really but we will. I looked at Edward who was already talking. "A New Hope or The Phantom Menace?"

"A New Hope."

Edward's eyes lit up. "Give us like ten minutes we just need to change and shower and things." He grabbed my hand and I watched Jasper face fall just before he pulled me up the stairs.

He pulled me into the bathroom and closed the door unzipped my dress and pulled it off me while turning the shower on. "In you go." He pointed at the shower and he started to undress.

"Are you excited Edward?" I placed my hands on my hips.

"I haven't seen A New Hope in like five years. It was like one of my favourite movies when I was a kid. In you go." He picked me up and placed me in the shower.

I looked at him, as he stepped in as well, shaking my head. "Nerd."

"Hey A New Hope is a classic and you read graphic novels and comics and know all the words to every John Hughes movie ever made." We switched spots and he let me stand under the water.

"That's true but when a hot chick likes those things it's hot, not nerdy. You are a nerd." He motioned for me to turn around and started shampooing my hair. He was fucking shampooing my hair. Why would he do that? We had ten minutes and he had to go do something as sweet as shampooing my hair for me. I wanted him again.

He turned me and rinsed out my hair. "Do you do that whole conditioner thing?" I nodded and he passed it to me. "I would suggest that we wash each other but if we did that we would never get out of here."

I conditioned my hair and then washed my body. Edward was done before I was but waited for me. I handed him a towel and took two for myself wrapping one around my body and using one to wrap my hair in. We walked towards Charlie's bedroom and got changed, making out all the while until we were both done and walked down stairs.

I left my hair down to hide my marks and sat down beside Edward who was sitting beside Jasper. They were both making lightsaber noises. They were definitely on the fast track to Friendsville, they had been like this all week.

But I didn't like the feeling I got when I thought about Jasper trying to prevent me and Edward from being together. I felt guilty. I didn't want to feel guilty for being with Edward. It felt great, right, natural being with Edward and I didn't want to know that my ex was feeling hurt because I did. I guess it was to be expected but I needed to talk to him about that. I didn't want to feel that way.

Rose came back into the room with ice cream and liquorice and forced her way onto the couch and handed me a spoon and we watched A New Hope and I felt normal for the first time in a long time.

So the sex. The biting. I like the blood. I thought it was hot. I wrote this and giggled like an idiot. I hoped you liked it; it got a little crazy and not so much sweet although there were sweet elements. Again I must know what you all thought.

I started reading another story and as you all know when I read something I like I must tell everyone about it. It's called Broken by inside-the-disarray. Edward and Bella both have haunted pasts and they are both very dark. She has a fantastic writing style and it is an easy read I read it in a day it was so good. Check it out it's in my favourites and believe me you will not regret it.

This is not the last chapter. This is the beginning of the end. There will be more chapters including another JPOV for all you Jasper lovers.

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