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Oh My...

Bella's POV:

I went straight to the bathroom, ready to get out of these nasty sticky clothes, and turned the water on. After stripping down, I placed my ear buds in and selected my play list before stepping in. I was frustrated, angry and hurt at the way my so-called best friends had treated me up there. Just because I had virtues, did not mean that I didn't know anything about love. I have sexual desires just like everyone else. God, I am an adult who is almost twenty-five years old! As I felt the warm water start to soak through my hair, I let my mind rewind to last night.

Flashback

Edward and I were getting hot and heavy in the elevator, but as soon as the doors opened, it was as if the brakes were pulled on both of us and we were brought back to reality. The high of dancing and the mix of liquor had seemingly put both of our sex drives into overdrive.

We walked hand in hand until we came to a vacant room. There were some candles and the house lights were low. A baby grand piano sat off to the corner. It looked as if it were just sitting there waiting for someone.

"What is this place?" I asked, as Edward and I walked into the room.

"Looks like the piano bar. Must be closed for the evening," Edward said as he led us over to the piano and then lifted the cover. Scooting the bench out, he took a seat.

I quickly became entranced by his movements as his fingers began to gracefully dance across the ivories, causing beautiful melodies to float in the air around us. He seemed to be transported to a whole new place, like he were playing only for himself or maybe, if I were lucky, for me. I had not been raised around classical music, but I could still pick up the bits and pieces of Mozart and Beethoven.

He closed his eyes as his fingers continued to dance, his head occasionally swaying as he became more and more involved in the rhythm of his current piece. Something bubbled up inside of me, it was arousing watching him. I began to imagine what it must be like to have his fingers dancing across my skin, and wonder if he would use the same feather touch as he was using on the keyboard.

I carefully pushed myself up on top of the piano and crossed my legs, wanting a better view of him. Actually, what I really wanted was to be closer to him. His hair began to hang low in his eyes and I involuntarily put my fingers out to brush it out of his eyes. The touch of my finger on his face brought him out of his world. Our eyes caught one another.

"That was beautiful," I whispered, "I've never heard it before."

"I wrote it after Erica died, it's her song," he placed his hands on my waist and turned me so that I was facing him. We were at a perfect height. My feet fell on to the keys, making their own music. Nothing pretty like what Edward had just played, but it was our music.

His hands began to graze along my waist and hips; slowly moving up and down, like he was memorizing every curve. He scooted me closer to the edge, my legs separating so that he was in the middle. Our lips barely touching. God, his lips were so gorgeous and full. He brought his face closer to me and I leaned forward to met him. The kiss was soft, but filled with desire. The setting was perfect. His hand gently rested on the small of my back as I moved my hands to his hair and began to entangle it in my fingers, pulling at it to help deepen the kiss. One of his hands began to travel up my back while the other pulled me even closer.

He stood up and laid me down on top. As he hovered over me, I could see the love he had for me. Or at least I think it was love. He brushed my hair away from my face, looking deep into my eyes. I brought my hands to the collar of his shirt and lowered his face to mine. Our lips crashed against each other; the passion building. His feather light touch began to move farther up my shirt, stopping just below the edge of my breast. I wanted his touch. I wanted to feel him all over me. For the first time in my life, I felt alive. I knew I wanted him. Screw waiting for marriage, I may never even get married. So if I died tonight, this was the way I wanted to go.

My hands slid under his shirt and I began to explore every muscle and ridge of his stomach. My fingers went to the edge of his waistband. I wanted to feel him and see if he was as aroused as I was right then. Just as my fingers slid down, his hand went over mine.

"Not here," he whispered in my ear, "Come on." He held out his hand for me. We both wanted and needed each other. He was so soft, so gentle. Just like his fingers flowing over the keys of the piano, his fingers played and traced my skin in the same fashion. The butterflies that I felt while watching him play the piano, doubled as his hands played me.

I adjusted the water temperature to make it hotter than it already was. With the song that was currently playing through my iPod, my movements began to get more sexual. My thoughts were still on Edward and me on top of the piano the previous night. Why did Alice and Jasper have to get off the damn elevator at the same time? I had been so ready and I'm pretty sure Edward had been, too. I had already known that I was falling in love with Edward, but it was there in the piano room that I realized that I loved him. He was the one that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.

The music changed and I began to sway my hips to the beat. Suddenly, I felt a pair of familiar hands and considered that my fantasies of last night might be becoming real. I closed my eyes and began to dance even more. I wanted his touch to be real. I needed it to be real. I slowly turned around and caught sight of a Greek god in front of me. His emerald eyes were burning; the water falling off of his very well defined chest. I brought my hands to his chest and began to feel my way around. That feeling I had in my stomach last night did not even compare to the feeling I had now.

"What are you doing in here? How did you get in?" I whispered, afraid that the mirage would disappear at any second.

I never received a verbal response, but instead a physical one. His lips pressed against mine. His hands began to slide from my hips and up my back, tangling his hands into my wet curls. Standing on my toes to give me more height, I wrapped my arms around his neck. One of Edward's hands moved back down my back and slightly grazed my waist. If this was a dream, I did not want to wake up. I fell back onto the cold wall as his weight fell against me. I felt his arousal pressing against my thigh, the first time I had ever felt a man. I knew that we were both virgins and that neither of us had no idea of what we were doing. We let our instincts take over. The feeling went from soft and fluttery to rough and desiring, though the pleasure was all the same. I moved my hand over his penis and heard a small moan escape from his throat. I guessed that was the right thing to do.

I, on the other hand, was getting hot and not just from the shower. The inside of my legs began to ache at the need to feel more of him. I moved my finger over to my now clean area and ran it down between my lips. The feeling of touching myself and discovering how wet I had become aroused me even more. I lifted my leg over his calf, trying to make even more room for him. His hand moved along to my rear and he lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling our chests right up against each other, never once breaking our kiss. Oh God, that kiss. Our tongues danced and moved together, taking in each others' tastes. And, boy did he taste good.

I felt the tip of his head grazing just outside of the folds, making me burn for more, as he broke our kiss.

"I want you, Bella," he said, his voice all husky and cracking, "I need you."

I nodded my head in agreement, afraid that if I spoke, something altogether different would come out.

"You sure?" he asked.

What was he crazy? I had never felt so sure about anything else in my life. I wanted him just as much as he wanted me.

"I love you, Edward. I want you to make love to me." There I said it. His lips pressed against mine; this time with more passion, more need. My legs tightened up around his waist, as I felt him moving closer and closer to my awaiting area, which was hot and wet from the need. Very slowly I felt him go in, then move in and out for a few seconds. He stopped just once to look into my eyes, to make sure that this was what I really wanted. I nodded my head and he thrust his full length into me, breaking my very intimate barrier.

"Ahhh," I let out a small cry as I felt him fill me.

At the same time, I heard a small moan escaping from his lips. His eyes closing as he took in this new sensation.

"You OK?" I did not say anything, but nodded as I brought my hands to his hair.

The slight pain of him ripping into me, was nothing compared to the extraordinary feeling of having him there, rubbing around inside. I brought my hands to his face and began to kiss him. I felt him shift just slightly and realized that he turned us around, squatting just slightly, so that I was resting on his knees. From this position, I felt him going even deeper. My head fell back and a moan escaped from my mouth. This feeling was incredible. Just when I thought it couldn't possibly get any better, Edward moved his tongue down my chest as one hand gently cupped my breast. Ever so carefully, he began to suck and flick on a nipple. That feeling inside began to burn even more. It felt like something was coming and at the same time I did not want it to. Afraid that if it came, this would end. I rubbed my bare self against him, allowing him to hit a spot inside that brought on total ecstasy. He pushed harder into me, once, twice, and then one final thrust and I fell into him. All that I had been holding back, all that I had been saving for this moment came out. I lowered my head to his chest, just enjoying the sensations that were now running rampant through me, through both of us.

I froze when I heard my name suddenly ring out in the bathroom. I turned my head just as I saw Alice peek inside the shower, all my limbs still attached to Edward in every way possible.

"Bella, I just came to ...Oh my God! I am so sorry! I just came to um...to get this," Alice reached over and grabbed something off the counter. Then I heard her slam the door and rush out.

"Talk about perfect timing," Edward whispered into my ear, while beginning to trail kisses over my collarbone.

I slowly began to climb out of his lap and felt the pleasure of him sliding out of me. I grabbed a towel and wrapped myself up in it, reaching over to hand a towel to Edward. He turned off the water and followed me out of the bathroom.

Just before exiting he pulled me close to him, "You were unbelievable. Did I hurt you? Are you okay with this? For this being your first time?"

I let a small smile play across my lips as I moved closer to him, "It was perfect. Thank you."

Edward lowered his head to meet mine and just before he kissed me, he said, "I love you, Bella. I promise I will never hurt you."

I placed my hands on his still wet chest. "I trust you," I replied before reluctantly turning to get some clothes, "Let's get back to our friends before Alice sends everyone up here to see for themselves."

Edward's POV:

I never in all my life felt more complete as I did at this moment. Feeling Bella from the inside out was incredible and I already knew that I would not be able to get enough of her. When I broke through her delicate barrier, I knew that we were made for each other. The way our bodies molded and rocked together, I never in my wildest dreams thought it would feel like this. She was so tight and the muscles in her area squeezed together and wrapped around my length. I took note of the feeling of her shaved lips against my skin and knew that I was going to finish much sooner than either of us would probably want. Usually the case for the first time. Or so I had heard. Though, just as I felt my climax, I could feel hers. I was glad that I was able to please her in such fashion, that I had hit the spots that she so needed me to. I felt her juices mixing with mine at the same time, the warmth of us both pooling together.

Bella collapsed against my chest, allowing me to wrap my arms around her small waist. I began to realize that the water was starting to get cool and reached my hand up to turn the hot water all the way on, draping us in a sheet of warm water. Just then I heard the unmistakable voice of Alice. I looked up just as she peeked into the shower, her eyes bugging out of her head. I was actually surprised that she even managed to get words out of her mouth. She quickly turned on her heel and I heard the door slam behind her.

"Talk about perfect timing," I whispered into Bella's ear and began to trail kisses along her collarbone. In the back of my mind, I was thankful that Alice had come in now and not toward the beginning. I think the frustration of that alone would have caused me to combust in some way. I began to feel Bella shift as she pulled herself off of me. As she wrapped a towel around her beautiful figure, I could not help but watch her. Then it hit me that this had been the first time for both of us. I began to wonder if she were OK and if I had hurt her at all. I prayed that I had been up to par as well. I knew that it was usually discussed in great detail as to whether or not the guy had performed well. And that size does matter. Just as Bella went to open the bathroom door, I reached out and pulled her close to me.

"You were unbelievable. Did I hurt you? Are you okay with this? For this being your first time?"

She a small smile appeared on her lips, a smile of contentment, "It was perfect. Thank you."

I lowered my head and rested it against her forehead, "I love you, Bella. I promise I will never hurt you." I brought my lips to hers, kissing her with all the love I felt for her.

She placed her hands on my chest, her touch arousing me again, "I trust you." She then turned to get some clothes, "Let's get back to our friends before Alice sends everyone up here to see for themselves."

As much as I would have loved to just stay right there in that room and never see daylight again, I knew that she was right. I could just imagine what would be going through Emmett and Jasper's minds when Alice told them that she caught Bella and me in the shower. Chances are, I would never be able to live it down. They would want details. I thought back to this morning when they had described their nights to me. They hadn't said much, but their faces and eyes had shown a lot.

We quickly dressed and began our walk to the pool, opting to take the stairs instead of the elevators, hand in hand, not wanting our moment to end. I could not help but keep my eyes on Bella. Her whole demeanor seemed to have changed, like she was walking on air. I actually felt the same way. It was amazing how complete my life seemed to be now. I remember Erica telling me what it was like her first time and that she felt like she was on cloud nine, that nothing in the world compared to the love that radiates from the couple. One of the last promises that I had made Erica was to find love. I squeezed Bella's hand as the rush of the sliding doors opened up to the Lido deck. I had found my love and from this point on, I would do anything for that love.

I spotted our group quickly and noticed that they were deep in conversation. Bella and I cast a shadow over Jasper and Alice when we arrived, causing everyone to look up at us. I am sure that they could see or feel all the emotions that were coming off of us. I noticed that Bella appeared to be trying not to blush, especially when she locked eyes with Alice, who was wearing a rather large smile.

"And what exactly are you all talking about?" I asked our friends, my arm wrapped tightly along the small of Bella's waist.

Alice threw both Bella and me a beer before speaking, "Actually, we were just talking about the upcoming talent show. Emmett and Jasper have been telling us that you are actually very good with your fingers."

I saw Bella blush deeply as I looked down at her, a goofy smile spreading across my face. I began to wonder if it was from the shower scene or from when I played for her last night.

"Yeah," Rose started, "They were telling us that you play the piano rather well and we thought that maybe you should sign up. After what we girls did last night, it seems like a good idea."

Bella turned her attention to me. Her eyes began to dance,"You play?" she asked me innocently.

"A little, nothing much," I replied, glaring at Emmett and Jasper. How in the world had this ever come up? I had not played in a while, until last night.

"Oh, Eddie here is being modest," Jasper mentioned, "He actually composed a piece for his sister and even thought about going to music school."

"Really?" Bella was really interested now, not knowing that I almost decided not to go off to medical school, "Why don't you play something for the show?"

"On one condition," I said, taking Bella's hand, "Only if you are sitting on the bench next to me."

I had heard Bella sing in the shower and thought her voice was like a choir of angels. I wanted her right there with me while I played. I already knew that she knew the words, as I had heard her just a little while ago. The song would be perfect.

"OK," Bella smiled up at me, "I will sit with you."

"Great, now that is settled," Emmett stood up and began to rub his bare stomach, "This boy needs to eat."

Jasper stood up as well and walked over to me. They both put their arms around my shoulders and began to lead me toward the buffet at other side of the deck. I looked back to Bella, her eyes wide open and almost pleading me to stay. There was nothing I wanted more, but I knew that Emmett and Jasper were going to want details. I felt bad, though, that I was leaving Bella alone with a pack of wolves. I just prayed that they would be pleasant to her.

My eyes followed the girls as they went over to the pool and sat down on the edge with their feet dangling in the water. Macy swam up to them and began to animatedly talk to them. Bella turned in my direction and mouthed 'I love you.' I nodded my head and walked a little faster to keep up with my friends' pace.