I wanted to say a big thank you to teamedwardforever1998 for everything you do for me! I hope things get better for you soon! Love you! 3 Also, a special thanks to TeamAllTwilight for pre-reading the chapter for me! XOXO

A/N I want to apologize for taking forever to update this story. I was in a bit of a writing funk, but always planned to finish! Thank you to those of you who are still with me, and who continue to review the chapters as we get them posted. It really means more to me than I can express! Please stick with it, and I promise we will too! :) The next chapter shouldn't take nearly as long to update. Anyway, here's BPOV after her and Edward's first time... It's quite lemony, so if that's not your thing, you may want to skip this chapter... Otherwise, Enjoy!

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Chapter 26 - Perfect Timing

October 14, 2010

BPOV

Incredible!

Amazing!

Magnificent!

Perfect!

As I lay in bed, I try to think of all the adjectives that describe my boyfriend. The truth is that the list would go on forever if I kept at it. Making love to him was indescribable. Never have I felt so fully loved and worshipped in my life. I knew Edward was telling the truth when he told me he loved me before, but finally entering into an intimate relationship with him, proved to me just how much.

With Mike, sex had always been all about him. He never thought to take care of my needs first. It wasn't bad, per se, but there were definitely more times than not that I would go unsatisfied. With Edward, the complete opposite was true. Tonight, he made sure to bring me pleasure before he made love to me. It was mind blowing! Everything about tonight had been better than I had imagined, better than I could've hoped for.

Finally, wondering who was at the door, I climb out of bed, slip on one of Edward's shirts, and go to find out. He's just closing the front door when I come out of the bedroom, and when he turns and sees me, the most breathtaking smile forms on his face. "You're so beautiful, Bee. These are for you. Happy anniversary, my love."

I take in the bouquet of flowers he has in his hands, and I melt! It's honestly the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me. Walking over to him, a take the vase and set it down on the table in the entryway, before throwing my arms around him and kissing him with everything I have in me.

When I pull back, he gives me his signature sexy smirk. "Wow, Bee! And you haven't even read the card yet," he laughs.

I pull away and go back to the flowers, pulling the card from the little plastic fork in the middle of the bouquet. Without a word, I open it and read his message to me.

Bee,

You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. I can't believe there was ever a time that I thought I could live a nice, happy life without you by my side. I know now how completely wrong I was. Happy Anniversary, My Love. The first of many.

I love you,

Edward

The words brought tears to my eyes because they were so perfect. I hadn't even had time to set the card down before Edward was pulling me into his arms. He didn't say anything for a few minutes; he simply let me cry into his bare chest.

When I was able to gain some semblance of control over my emotions, I looked up into his eyes. "Just when I think you can't me any more perfect, you surprise me. Thank you, Edward, for everything. I have never felt so loved in my entire life."

"You deserve it, Bee. I never realized how empty my life was without you. We've already lost so much time together, but I'm never going to let that happen again. You're my entire world, now. Without you, I would cease to exist. I love you, Bee, with everything that I am, and I am beyond thankful that you seem to feel the same way."

"I do, Edward. I love you so, so much. It hurts me to even think about what my life was like before you...before us. I never want to go back to that."

He tilted my chin up and looked directly into my eyes. "For as long as I live, Bee, you'll never have to. That's a promise, love. Now, should we put away those groceries you were so worried about and maybe make some dinner? I have to admit, someone made me work up an appetite."

I laugh at him, thinking of the old saying 'the sure way to a man's heart is his stomach.' "Well, I was planning to make a white sauce chicken lasagna, but it will take about an hour and a half to prep and bake. Can you wait that long?" I ask. I'm somewhat hungry myself, but figure we can snack on something until its ready if we need to.

He gets a glint of mischief in his eyes as he answers me. "I'm sure we can think of something to do while we wait."

I feel my arousal drip down my legs at his implication, but decide to play innocent. "What did you have in mind, Edward?"

"Hmm...I'd rather show you, Bee. How long will it take you to get dinner in the oven?"

"About thirty minutes. Do you want to help?" I ask.

"Anything for you, love," he replies before pressing a kiss to my lips.

When we separate, I pull everything out of the bags and dig out a pot to boil the noodles in. That will take the longest to do. Once I fill the pot with water and put it on the burner to heat up, I grab a skillet and some butter out of the fridge. "Okay babe, have you ever grilled up chicken before?" I ask as I scoop up some butter and plop it in the skillet before turning on the heat.

Edward laughs. "No, but it can't be any harder than this," he says, palming his crotch, which is very hard, indeed.

"Ugh, Edward! You need to behave!" I hiss at him, only half joking. Yes, I am hungry, but it isn't just for food. "Okay, once the butter is melted, put the chicken in, cover it, and let it cook for about six minutes. Then you'll need to flip it over, and do the same for the other side. Got it?" I ask with a smile.

"Got it," he replies with my favorite crooked grin.

I set about mixing the spinach with the ricotta cheese and the put the noodles in the water once it is boiling. When they are done, so is the chicken. Edward cut it into cubes, added it to the Alfredo sauce, and set it on the counter beside me. It really helped to have two people working on it. Together, we put the lasagna in the pan, layer by layer, and then I slide it into the oven, setting a timer for sixty minutes.

Before I even have time to turn around, Edward's hands are all over me, and I can feel his hot breath on my neck. "Have I ever told you how sexy you look in my shirts, Bee?" he asks as his right hand slips into the opening of the shirt and he starts massaging my breasts.

I moan at his touch, arching my back to encourage him to keep going. "No, I don't think you have," I pant out as he tweaks my nipple.

"Well you are. So incredibly sexy. But, do you know what's even sexier?" he whispers huskily in my ear. I can't find my voice, so I simply shake my head. "You not wearing anything at all." As he sucks my earlobe between his lips and bites it lightly, I let out a throaty groan. God, what this man does to me.

Without another word, Edward removes his hand from my breast and spins me around. His lips crash into mine, and automatically, I wrap my arms around his neck. As he encircles my waist, pulling me as close to him as humanly possible, I can feel how hard he is and desire courses through me. Edward's hands move down to grab my ass, and he lifts me off the ground. Easily following his train of thought, I wrapped my legs around his waist, grinding my hot core into his bulging erection.

The growl that rips from his throat sends shivers down my spine, and soon he's carrying me into the living room and depositing me on the couch. "Don't move," he tells me before disappearing into the bedroom. He's back thirty seconds later with condoms in his hand, and I feel myself grow impossibly more aroused.

Without a word, he's on his knees in front of me, unbuttoning his shirt that I'm wearing. When he gets the last one undone, he pushes it off my shoulders, and his mouth immediately envelops my sensitive flesh. He alternates between licking, sucking, and biting first my left nipple, and then my right. I'm wound so tight that I feel like I'm going to explode, and he hasn't even touched be below the waist yet. Is it possible to come from him just lavishing my breasts with attention? A few minutes pass, and I have my answer. Edward continues to suck and nibble my skin, bringing me right to the edge, and then finally bites down hard on my right nipple while he pinches and twists my left.

"Holy HELL!" I scream as my body begins to contract uncontrollably. Edward holds me down gently, continuing to suck and nibble on my exposed flesh as I ride out my orgasm. When I finally catch my breath, I look up into Edward's face, seeing satisfaction written all over it. "What the hell was that? I didn't even know it was possible to make someone orgasm just by playing with their boobs."

Edward smirks at me and then kisses my lips before responding. "Its not possible with everyone, but with how strong your reactions are to me whenever I touch you, I thought I'd try it. Was that okay?"

"Oh my God, Edward! Are you crazy? That was amazing!"

He sits back on his knees slightly, running his fingertips from my right cheek, down over my boob, and then trailing down my stomach. Everywhere his skin touches mine, goose bumps erupt. He's right about the way my body reacts to him.

He switches hands and follows the same path down the left side of my body before moving both hands to my knees. He slowly moves both them upward, and stops right at the apex of my thighs. The simple touch drives me absolutely crazy with anticipation, but he doesn't touch me where I need him to the most.

"Please, Edward!" I beg before I even realize the words have formed.

"Please what, beautiful?" he asks with a smirk. He knows he is driving me crazy, but he is determined to make me beg for his touch.

"God, Edward, I need to feel you touch me," I manage to say hoarsely.

His smirk turns into a full-on grin as he responds. "I am touching you, baby." To emphasize his point, he squeezes my thigh playfully.

Frustrated but incredibly turned on, I grab his hand with mine and move it up to where I'm burning for his touch. "Here, Edward. I need to feel you touch me here," I pant as he immediately runs two fingers through my wetness. "Yessss! Right there."

"Mmm... You're so fucking wet, Bee." Edward takes his fingers and brings them up to his mouth, licking them clean. "And you taste so damn good." He swipes his fingers through my folds again and then brings his hand up to my mouth. Without any hesitation, I grab ahold of his hand and suck his fingers into my mouth, moaning as the taste of myself explodes on my tongue. "Don't you agree, baby? On how good you taste?"

I moan in response and then cry out, because, as I'm sucking on his fingers, he slides two fingers from his other hand inside me. My hips automatically flex into his hand, silently begging for more. His thumb quickly finds my clit, and be begins rubbing circles around the oversensitive nerve while he continues to slide his fingers in and out of me.

He must be able to feel my walls clenching around his fingers, because he starts pushing deeper. "It's alright, love, let it go. Come for me again." And I do. With a strangled scream, I let go and climax for the fourth time in two hours. "That's it, baby. I love watching you come. That beautiful blush of yours covers your entire body, and its breathtaking, just like you."

His fingers slow as I ride out the waves of my orgasm, until he removes them completely. I whimper at the emptiness I feel, but plan to quickly remedy it. Edward's cock is straining against the fabric of his boxers, so I lean forward and free it. His skin feels incredibly soft, and I can't help but stroke him several times, using my thumb to spread the pre-cum leaking out of him.

I scoot myself to the edge of the couch, spreading my legs so that Edward is positioned between them. Then I reach down to the floor - where he dropped the condoms when he started fingering me - and pick one up. "I want you, Edward. I need to feel you inside me again; I need to feel you make love to me, to fuck me."

"Ugh! God, Bee, you can't talk to me that way! It drives me wild with lust, and I may not be able to control myself."

I bring the condom up to my lips and rip the package open with my teeth again. "Good! I don't want you to control yourself," I tell him as I move to put the condom on him. It's easier to slide it on him this time, because I'm not nervous anymore. In fact, the only things I feel are excitement and anticipation of feeling him inside me again. Once he is fully sheathed in the latex, I position him at the entrance to my dripping pussy and then look up to meet his gaze. "I want you to fuck me, Edward. I don't want it soft and slow; I want it hard and fast. I want you to make me scream."

I've never been this bold before, or felt so empowered, but I trust Edward completely. My words seem to do the trick, because I watch as his eyes darken considerably. He studies my face for a moment to make sure I'm sure, and then he thrusts inside me in one swift motion. It feels incredible as he begins pumping into me as hard as he can, his pace picking up speed with each thrust. Without warning, he pulls out of me and flips me over so I'm on my knees on the couch. He rises to his feet, pushes my back gently so I'm bending at the waist, grabs onto my hips, and pulls me back onto his length. This new position allows him to penetrate me deeper than I ever thought possible. With each thrust, I feel the coil in my stomach wind tighter and tighter. I can already tell that when I do come, its going to be one hell of an orgasm.

One of Edward's hands, that are currently on my hips, start to move around my body until I feel his fingers right where we are joined. He rubs circles for a minute or two, but then takes me completely by surprise when he pinches my clit at the same time he thrusts into me deeper than ever. "OH...MY...GOD...YEESSSSSS!" I scream as my body shatters into thousands of pieces. I was right, the orgasm is mind blowing, and I can hardly think as Edward continues his assault on my pussy, slamming into me repeatedly. Just as my orgasm starts to fade, Edward pinches my sensitive nub again, and I lose it once more. Never have I come so many times in such a short amount of time, and it's an incredible feeling; euphoric.

Edward's hand disappears as he continues to slam into me, but I soon feel it again on my breast. He starts rolling and tweaking my nipple, which is just the right mixture of pleasure and pain. "Touch yourself, baby. Play with your clit while I fuck you," he growls as he gives my nipple a hard tweak.

Without even having to think about it, I do what he asks. My right hand moves from the couch to my clit, and I start rubbing it with my index and middle finger as Edward continues to fuck me from behind while playing with my nipple. "That's it, Bee. Come for me again. Please, baby?" By now, Edward's thrusts are becoming semi-erratic, and I can tell he's close, as well.

My fingers start to work more feverishly on my clit, and within a few more minutes, I'm shattering around him again. "Fuck!" I scream as I let go, my walls clenching so tightly around Edward's cock, I'm surprised he can move at all. With three more thrusts, he reaches his peak, and pulls my hips into his as tight as he can.

Once he's released his load into the condom, his knees give out and he collapses on top of me. As he's repositioning us into a more comfortable position, the timer on the oven goes off. I can't help but laugh at the timing. "Dinner's ready, babe," I tell him through my laughter.

"Mmm... Perfect timing. I'm starving."

A/N Hope you enjoyed the lemony goodness! Let me know what you think by leaving a review! Next up will be EPOV and the introduction of a few new characters. Any guess as to who? :) Again, thanks for reading and sticking with us! XOXO