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Dogward/Brokenward/Virginward/Beachward/Preciousward/Insecureward

or as someone have called him "Adorably Virginal"

and Patientella

Chapter 50

EPOV

I told her. I told her about the plans for the rescue, Leah, that I want her in my future and most significantly, I showed her my scars. Showing them to her was probably the hardest thing I've done. I've learned to despise them. Every time I've looked at them over the years they've been a reminder of my failure, my loss. The negative self-talk associated with just the mere sight of them has to be reversed, replaced. If I'm to have a lasting relationship with Bella, I have to overcome this. She deserves that from me.

She doesn't disappoint with any of it. She agrees to talk to Jasper about investing, she's open to the changes and she is amazing when I bare myself to her. I really had no expectation, but she surpasses them anyway.

She makes me feel loved, for who I am, for what I've been. She accepts me, faults and all. I'm one lucky bastard. It makes me want her even more. It makes me want to be worthy of her, every day. I have some work to do to be able to claim that, but I know I'm going in the right direction.

She brings me to tears. I didn't know I was such an emotional person. Everything just seems hyper sensitive right now, my emotions especially.

Her presence, her comfort, means everything to me.

When I wake, my head is still on her chest. My tear stained face burrowed into her as much as it possibly can be. This has to be uncomfortable for her, but she doesn't show it. I can feel her fingers running gently through my hair.

I lift my head to look at her. "Sorry for falling asleep on you and...everything."

She shakes her head before speaking. "Don't apologize...ever. You feel it, you do it, say it. Never sensor yourself with me, or try to cover your emotions. I am your safe place. Don't ever forget that," she says with conviction. It makes me smile.

"Shower with me?" I ask.

She raises her brows, knowing that this is big for me. There is no dimmer on the lights in the bathroom, and they aren't very flattering.

"Of course," she smiles, giving me a quick kiss and moves to get up from the bed.

I forcefully pull her down on top of me making her squeal in surprise. I hug her tightly and kiss her soundly. "Thank you," I murmur against her warm lips. "For everything."

I follow her swaying ass into the bathroom. She strips, shyly, but without breaking eye contact with me. She's not trying to be seductive or sexy, which makes her all the more appealing. My cock twitches, although the nervousness about being naked takes precedence and keeps it in control.

She turns on the shower, tests the water and disappears behind the glass allowing me some time to gather my courage to join her... naked. I've never been naked with anyone, ever.

I curse the bright lighting of the bathroom as I remove my shirt, my hands hovering over the waistband of my briefs. I know it's just Bella, but just Bella has so many meanings to it. It's just her because I trust her. It's just her because she's... everything. I tell myself, 'don't be a coward,' before quickly ridding myself of my boxers and stepping into the shower.

I'm grateful her back is turned and her eyes closed as the water cascades down her body. God, she's perfect. My nervousness briefly forgotten, I have to touch her. I press my dry body to the back of her wet, warm one. My hands roam her sides and my mouth seeks the soft skin of her neck and shoulders. She moans and melts into me. Turning slightly, her fingers thread through my hair and bring my mouth to hers. The second our mouths open and tongues touch, my hands venture to her perky tits, her nipples taut and ready to be touched. Her sounds and the feel of her body against mine, makes me hard. The evidence pressed and growing between our bodies. I know she feels it; her wiggling ass gives her away. My moans add to hers.

I want her so badly, but I need to touch her more. My hand ventures down past her soft, but flat stomach. She's slick. "Baby, you're so wet."

"Only for you," she rasps, her voice thick with need.

I resist the urge to grind against her as I pleasure her with my hands. It doesn't take long before her body is trembling and she's pulsing around my fingers. I hold her close to me as she rides out her orgasm. My cock weeps against her ass.

"What about you?" She asks reaching behind her and grasping me, stroking a few times. I buck into her hand. It feels so good.

"I...we...um...I want you," I stumble over my words, from overwhelming need and nervousness.

She turns in my arms, her hand never leaving my cock. She strokes me a few more times. I'm close.

"You better stop, or it's gonna be over, soon," I grunt as she gives me one last fast, firm stroke. I slump against her when her hand leaves my hardness.

She kisses up my chest and neck, leaving a quick kiss on my lips. When she steps out of the shower, the blast of cold air wakes me from my lustful fog. She wraps herself in a towel and hands me one before leaving the bathroom. I dry my hair with a towel and then wrap it around my waist, my arousal impossible to hide. I smile remembering another time I was in a towel and in this condition with her.

She's a sight to behold, lying on my bed, naked and beautiful. Her skin rosey and dewy from the shower. Her cheeks flushed from her pleasure. Her legs slightly parted, giving away how wet and ready she is for me. I palm my cock through the towel to relieve the mounting pressure. She licks her lips as she watches me touch myself. She's going to be the death of me, and I can't think of a better way to go.

The look of love and need on her face gives me the courage to drop the towel. Her eyes travel to my now exposed area. In response she licks her lips again and smiles, seemingly not giving my scars a second thought. All I can think is how much I want her. How much I want to claim her, be inside of her.

Seeing my hesitation, she beckons me with her finger and opens her arms for me. I go willingly, until I'm hovering above her. Our eyes locked in understanding.

"I want you, Edward, so badly. I want you moving inside me, cuming inside me," she says before our lips meet. Our tongues languidly touch, her hands roam my back. I hesitate to put any weight on her, she must sense this because she grabs my ass and pulls me firmly down on her. My cock at her entrance. With my elbows on the bed beside her ears, I kiss her with all I have. First her mouth and then her neck, shoulders, chest, breasts, and nipples. The sounds she makes when I lavish them is almost my undoing. That along with her writhing body against mine.

I search her eyes one last time, "Are you sure?" I ask.

"I've never been more sure about anything."

"Tell me if I need to do anything differently, better. Tell me what I can do to make it better for you, you know..." She silences me with a kiss.

She pulls back, smiling. "Edward, it's us, you and me. Since when has that not been enough? Perfect? I just want you."

I smile. She's right. We are perfect together.

Without any more hesitation I slowly push inside her. Her name and moans slip from my lips. It's like nothing I've ever felt; warm, smooth, wet, tight... home. Sheathed in her fully, I stop, close my eyes, willing my orgasm to stay at bay, yet savoring every second of this heaven.

When I open them, I'm met with the loving gaze of the most beautiful, amazing woman I've ever met. She smiles encouragingly, before pulling me down to her mouth. Our kiss is so sweet, tender. I feel the sting of tears in my eyes.

However, with one shift of her hips and I change from emotional to carnal. The need to move, to claim, stronger than anything else. I try to start slow, thrusting deep and thorough, feeling her from within. She meets me thrust for thrust, her small body taking mine and giving back just as much. Her legs wrap around my hips, slightly changing the angle.

"Oh, god, Bella. You feel so good, so amazing. I don't want it to end, but I can't stop. Too good," I chant that and other things like that.

"Don't stop," she says. "Don't ever stop."

Her words and the feeling of being inside her makes me increase my pace, both in speed and intensity. I push harder, deeper. I'm harder, she's tighter. My orgasm quickly builds.

"Oh, baby, right there," she moans. I can tell she's close to her bliss, so I try to do what she likes, but I like it too, too much.

"I'm close. I need to cum," I gasp. Holding off my orgasm as long as I can.

"Edward," she moans, clamping down on me so tightly I see spots. I'm gone, pumping into her erratically. My cum streaming into her with each thrust. Her pulsing walls pulling my orgasm out of me.

"Beeeelllllaaaaa," is all I say. Spent, I slump onto her, without crushing her under my weight.

"I love you, Edward," she whispers. "That was perfect. You are perfect. We are perfect."

I nod, still trying to gain my composure. "There is no one else I've ever wanted to do that with, and never will." I look her in the eyes, trying to convey what I'm confessing to her. "You are my one and only, Bella. I love you so much."

She smiles, a tear slips from her eye. "I know baby. Thank you for choosing me." She says, no longer the only one in tears.

A/N

POP! There you go... some nicknames no longer apply.

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