Another chapter tonight (this morning?)! I should have everything up by 8/22/2020 so pray for me and send me positive vibes. I'm ready to hit "complete" on another story!

22

Lost My Pieces

With a darkened sky and a heavy sheet of rain surrounding us, it felt like we were completely alone—shielded from everything else. I felt like we were lost in the middle of nowhere; the world around us faded away, and the sounds inside became jumbled with those of the rain hitting Edward's Ford F-250. Time suspended as Edward's lips worked against mine. I felt breathless, mindless, and lethargic against his muscled frame. I wanted all of him, and I wanted him to take all of me.

My breasts heaved against the fabric of my dress, and my body was slippery from the rain. I was crushed against him, gasping for air as his tongue played with mine. Edward moaned into my mouth, sending shockwaves through my system before he jerked away from me to catch his breath. His dark, emerald eyes were wild with lust, and his expression was tense as if he was using every ounce of his strength to restrain himself.

His breathing was erratic as he searched for the semblance of control I doubted he had. Even in the darkness, I could see how much he desired me. After a quiet moment, his eyes rose to meet mine, finding a passion that matched his own. A moan escaped his lips as he reached across the center console to grab ahold of me. His lips pressed against mine again, and I felt my inhibitions slip away. His tongue darted out and he tasted me, licking my bottom lip as he moaned against my mouth. My body flushed as I tried to move closer to him, wanting to feel every inch of his body against every inch of mine. He felt the same way and pulled my body over the center console to rest on top of his.

The horn sounded and scared us both, and I giggled as I realized my bottom had slammed against the steering wheel, causing the harsh sound, before Edward pulled me down on his clothed crotch. With a devilish smile, Edward slid back his driver's seat and pulled me to rest comfortably against him. His lips moved over my neck, kissing and sucking until I could barely think. My body was flushed, warm against the wet fabric of my dress and jacket, and my pussy begged for friction.

Slowly, I felt my body begin to move against his. My pussy worked back and forth against his thick erection, and I enjoyed the way he gasped at the sensation. I didn't feel like myself; perhaps it was because my mind couldn't form a single coherent thought—my head was too clouded with lust. It had been so long since my body had found its release with another person. It had been so long since I had been comfortable enough to so much as try it. Now, my fear was long gone. Here, my past had no weight. Here, I felt like the woman I had been. Horrid memories poured out of my veins, evaporating into the air as Edward's lips pulled me toward the future.

After one more long, heated kiss, Edward pulled away, causing me to pout. Even if he had just broken away to breathe, I missed the contact. His eyes dropped to my open legs and his erection, which was pulsing against the zipper of his dress pants, begged to be released.

"We can't do this here," he said, which caused me to pout again. "Don't give me that look! It'd be public indecency or some shit like that."

I laughed at how angry he looked. I knew he was just trying to be a gentleman; he didn't want to fuck me like some cheap prom date in the back of his truck. I love him even more for that. Despite his concerns, I still wanted to tease him a bit. I wiggled my way off of his lap, making sure to pay special attention to his throbbing cock before I slid back into my seat.

I smiled at the sound of his moan and smiled even more at the sound of his frustrated groan, which had escaped from his lips as soon as our bodies had no longer been touching. Grinning, I looked out through the windshield. The night was blurred by the sheet of rain splashing against the glass. I couldn't believe how confident I was tonight. It was almost as if my past had never happened. In this moment, I was only the woman I was currently and not the girl I had been. That made me happy—blissfully content.

Edward pushed his seat forward and started up his truck. My body shuddered as the vehicle roared to life. He flipped on his windshield wipers to their fastest setting and turned on his headlights. Combined, they did little to illuminate the road ahead, which made me nervous. As I turned to look at him, I found he appeared dead set on reaching Eden's house tonight. Charlie was waiting for us there, after all. I was eager, too. I was hoping to see Charlie again after I had a little alone time with his daddy, but now, that idea seemed too dangerous.

The roads in downtown Denver were beginning to flood from the deluge of rain, but once Edward pulled onto I-70 to reach Evergreen, the roads seemed more promising. I felt hopeful. Perhaps I can have my night alone with Edward after all. Eden expressed that she wasn't expecting us until at least after midnight.

My hopes were shot as I found the road conditions worsened as we grew closer to our exit. We turned off the highway onto 40 East and after a few minutes, we reached a standstill of backed-up traffic. Edward and I gazed at the situation in disbelief. Finally, I was ready to open up to him completely—physically and emotionally—and now this. The situation would have been comical if it weren't for my frustration.

"Do you know another way to Evergreen?" I questioned as I peered ahead at the emergency vehicles blocking the road.

He chuckled, shaking his head in response. I wished I could be of help, but I had always been horrible with directions despite having lived here my entire life. I only went to a handful of places around town. I was a hermit, after all. I watched as a few cars ahead turned, causing us to slowly inch forward. Edward looked slightly nervous as he kept moving toward the police officers redirecting traffic. As soon as he was close enough to speak to them, he rolled down his window and masked his expression. He and the cop chatted for a moment as Edward asked about road closures and different routes. With a grim expression, the cop explained many of the roads had been flooded and were now closed off. I laughed in disbelief, unable to wrap my mind around our misfortune.

Tonight of all nights!

While looking at Edward's worried expression, I suddenly felt horrible for thinking of sex. He was worried about Charlie. If we couldn't make it to Eden's, this may be the first night Edward had to spend without him. With a pensive look, Edward thanked the officer and turned his car around, heading back to Denver. He looked so worried—so lost. He wanted to be with Charlie; he knew how worried the little boy would be if he weren't there.

Reaching across the center console, I rested my hand on his thigh and squeezed slightly, hoping the small gesture would provide him with some small comfort.

"As much as Charlie wants you there, he needs his daddy safe. You're all he has left, and we can't take risks because of that."

God, if Charlie lost us in an accident, too … it would be so horrifying … It would be so sickly ironic and devastatingly cruel. As much as I wanted to see Charlie, as much as I wanted to assure him Edward and I were all right, I knew we couldn't take the chance. We couldn't go back tonight.

The rain began to fall more heavily, causing the road in front of us to become barely visible. Edward leaned forward in his seat as he attempted to see through the sheet of rain to the car in front of us. All I could see was the blurred visions of brake lights and colors as they inched forward down the interstate, and all I could hear were the sounds of horns and water hitting glass, iron, and steel.

Through the heavy rain, I couldn't make out a single sign on the interstate. The driving conditions mixed with the lust I still felt tingling in my body caused me to be on edge. I felt like I was standing at a precipice about to tip over into foreign waters. With a shaky hand, I reached for my phone, wanting to shoot my sister a quick message of warning.

I managed to type a message, informing her of our situation, before I pulled up hotel listings on my phone, searching for vacancies near our current location. Edward pulled off the interstate at the next exit, hoping there was some sort of lodging. Having no luck with the options on my phone, I placed it on my lap and stared out my passenger window in an effort to see our options.

We had come across a motel, but Edward hadn't seemed in love with the idea of spending the night there because he had continued forward, searching for something better. After a few more minutes of searching, we had approached a hotel, which looked to be way out of our budgets. Edward seemed to mull it over for a moment before he smiled slightly and pulled into the parking lot.

He parked close, but we both knew it wouldn't have made difference—we were getting soaked regardless. I wanted to feel the rain against my skin; I wanted to bask in every aspect of tonight. With a giggle, I swung my passenger door open and eagerly ran out into the night, kicking the door shut behind me.

The rain felt amazing as it brought my body to life. I was aware of each and every inch of my flesh as energy flew through my every nerve ending. Lifting my head toward the sky, I smiled as the water tickled my face. I heard Edward get out of the truck and felt him move toward me. I turned my head to gaze at him and found him immobilized a few feet away, staring at me. I felt my nipples pucker under his amorous gaze. I turned my body to face his and smiled at him, hoping he felt the happiness as it flew through me. His eyes widened as he looked at me, and his jaw dropped slightly. I giggled at his expression before I turned and made a run for the hotel. I laughed even louder as Edward chased after me, feeling childlike and carefree.

My laughter stopped as I entered the hotel's lobby and several patrons gave me wide-eyed, confused glances. I was certain I looked crazed with my wet clothes, smeared makeup, and carefree laugh. However, I didn't care; I had never felt more beautiful in my life. As soon as I caught my breath, I took in the sight of the hotel lobby. With high ceilings, marble floors, and expensive furnishings, it seemed like a one-night stay here would cost a full month's rent.

Slowly, I made my way toward the front desk and waited for Edward to appear. He walked in a short while later, and his eyes widened, too, at the sight of the hotel's interior. He patted his wallet in his pocket as he moved toward me. The hotel clerk looked between both of us as if she were trying to discern our relationship.

"One room, please," Edward said as he pulled out his wallet.

The blonde continued to stare at us both as if she were attempting to compute something. I would have felt offended if it weren't for my newfound confidence.

After an uncomfortable moment, she asked, "Do you require a room with two queen beds?"

Edward gave her a dubious look before he shook his head and answered, "No, my girlfriend and I would like one room with one bed."

I giggled at his abruptness. Edward was funny when he was frustrated with someone. His patience with this woman seemed to be running thin.

"Sorry, sir," the blonde stuttered before she began to type away on her computer.

Edward rolled his eyes and reached out to take my hand. As the woman looked for a vacancy, Edward turned his attention to me, peering at the smeared makeup on my face before his eyes dropped to my drenched attire. He stared at my breasts for a moment, which strained against the fabric of my dress before he smiled at me.

The look in his eyes made me feel like a goddess, and before I could express any of the thoughts weighing heavily on my mind, Edward leaned forward and kissed me. At first, his kiss was light and teasing, but it soon turned into something more.

I opened my mouth, moaning against him, giving him the opportunity to slip his tongue inside. His tongue gently teased mine as my body moved flush against his. The sound of someone clearing their throat interrupted our kiss. We pulled away to find the hotel clerk staring at us with a constipated look on her perfectly made-up face.

"We have two suites available," she informed us with an annoyed expression.

Edward smirked as he pulled me more tightly against his side.

"As long as it has a nice king-sized bed, we'll take it."

The woman peered at us as if she were using all her strength to refrain from saying anything sarcastic. I'm amazed she's able to remain professional with us taxing her like this. Edward smiled as he handed her his credit card, wanting to soften the blow a bit.

From the moment she saw his crooked grin, her flirtatious aura was back, and she smiled at him in response. Edward's eyes widened slightly before his face morphed into a confused expression. He should know by now he can't look at women like that—they get too flustered. It's like he doesn't realize the power he has over others. Edward looked at her and then looked at me before his face flushed slightly. God, I wonder what he's thinking. He couldn't possibly be thinking about … No, there's no way. Now, I was flushing, too.

"Enjoy your stay, sir. Let me know if there's anything you need," the hotel clerk said as she handed him the envelope containing two keycards.

It was impossible to misunderstand the innuendo in her tone. Edward gave her a small, uncomfortable smile as he gripped the envelope and guided me away. I looked up at his tense expression as we walked toward the elevators. Suddenly, this all felt so real. Excitement bubbled in my chest while nerves played around in my mind. The last time I had sex … I pushed the thought aside quickly, knowing it would only bring pain.

You want this, Isabella. You've wanted this with him for so long. Just let yourself open up! This will be a freeing experience if you just let yourself feel.

I just needed a little more time to clear my head. I knew as soon as I entered that hotel room I would want him, and before that, I just wanted to think.

"Why don't we get some dry clothes, hygiene essentials, and snacks?" I suggested awkwardly as we walked by a gift shop, and I pulled him inside.

While he appeared confused, he didn't say anything. As soon as we were inside, I let go of his hand and roamed around the store on my own. My eyes took in the various knick-knacks, touristy shirts and sweatshirts, candy and snacks, refrigerated food and drinks, magazines, books, and various over-the-counter medications. I looked at everything other than Edward, too nervous to meet his gaze. I paused at a selection of sweatshirts displaying "Colorado" across the chest as I felt Edward pause behind me. I shivered at the sensation of his breath tickling my neck.

"We can just take all of our clothes off and hang them on the shower rod to dry, then, there wouldn't be a problem," he quietly suggested in my ear.

I felt my body still as desire moved through my veins. My pussy tingled at his suggestion, and suddenly, I wanted nothing more than to go to our room.

"We don't have to go all the way," he assured me in a stiff, uncomfortable voice. "I can just taste you if you want. Or we could do nothing."

He didn't want to make me feel pressured. He wanted me to know that my feelings mattered to him more than anything else. I love you, Edward Cullen. I turned around so quickly I nearly knocked him to the floor. I grabbed him, yanking on his shirt to pull his face down to my level before I crashed my lips against his. My body was on fire as I kissed him with every ounce of passion I held. I didn't care who could see us—I deserved this. I deserved him. I had overcome so much to get to this point, and now it was my chance to enjoy everything I had gained.

I pulled away to peer up at his face, wanting to see if his expression matched my own. It had, and my body grew even more desperate.

"Let's go to our room," I suggested as I still gripped his soaked shirt. "I can't wait any longer."

He kissed me again before he lifted me up off the ground. The tips of my shoes trailed along the marble floors as he pulled me toward the exit. I realized there was an older man working near the cash register staring at us behind the thick frames of his glasses.

I gave him a bashful smile before Edward shocked me by picking me up completely and tossing me over his shoulder. I laughed as he walked briskly toward the elevators and bounced back and forth on his feet as he waited for one to arrive. The elevator dinged and opened to a vacant car. Edward spanked my bottom as we entered before he set me down on my feet and smiled at me. The doors to the elevator closed, and Edward approached me with a wicked grin on his face. Cornering me, he pressed his body against mine as his lips found my own.

I was delirious as he kissed me. His hands skimmed my body and ran over the lines of my curves before he found my breasts. They felt heavy in his hands, and I gasped as his fingers wrapped around my puckered nipples, tweaking them as he enjoyed my small, hushed moans. I deepened our kiss, biting down on his lip. My eyes opened in surprise as I tasted the iron of his blood. He didn't seem to mind my violence; his hands became more aggressive as they played with my breasts. I bit down on his lip again, playing with him, and he moaned before pulling away.

"Fuck, baby," he expressed with a rough moan.

His tongue darted out of his mouth as he licked away his blood. I smiled at him, feeling turned on by the sight. I didn't wait for him to fully recover and crashed my lips against his again. I felt his cock throbbing against my belly. I didn't know how much more teasing I could take. The elevator doors opened with a ding.

We rushed out, almost falling into the hallway. Drunk with desire, we continued to kiss as we moved toward the end of the hall, stumbling as we searched for our room. We found the room, and my heart sped. I reached forward and grabbed his shirt, trying to unbutton it as he slid the keycard to unlock our door. The green light flashed on the lock, and we entered. The room was beautiful, but I could barely pay attention. Now that we were alone with sex on our horizon, I felt nervous once again.

You can do this, Isabella! Believe in yourself! You love him more than anything, and he loves you, too.

Upon seeing my expression, Edward said, "Baby, we don't have to do anything you don't want. That's not what tonight is about. I'd love to just lay in bed with you and hold you all night, if that's what you want." Despite his words, Edward looked disappointed as he reached down to adjust his erection in his pants.

Biting down on my lip, I smiled at him. A blush colored my features as I realized just how much I wanted him. I wanted him more than I wanted anything—ever. I shook my head, moved toward him, and said, "I want you, Edward. All of you."

He gave me a grin in return and stepped forward so there was barely an inch separating us. He reached out and held my right hand in his; his palm was warm and comforting. His aura filled the entire room. I peered up at his eyes, and the emotion swimming in them took my breath away. He looked at me with so much love it left me breathless. His gaze was so warm and sincere. Tonight, he would make love to me—truly make love to me.

No one's ever made love to me before—not even close.

We would express physically all the things we were too frightened to say aloud. Every kiss felt like a new experience; every touch felt so intimate. I wanted him to fill me up and never let go. I needed him now. I knew I couldn't wait any longer.

I gave him a warm kiss before I pulled away and began to undress myself. I felt almost bashful as I disrobed. I wanted him to like what he saw. Unable to meet his gaze, I slipped out of my dress. My body flushed as I watched his hand move toward his erection. Now, it was massive and straining against his pants. It looked painful, and I wanted to relieve it of its confines and take it into my hand. As he stared at me, I realized I had stopped moving. My dress was gathered around my waist as I watched him reach down to unzip his fly. His cock sprang free, nearly hitting his stomach as it throbbed in the air. It was beautiful. Well, as beautiful as a throbbing erection could be. It was long, at least nine inches, and thick. A vein, which led to the head of his cock, pulsated and made me lick my lips. I want to lick that vein before I kiss his tip. I want to watch his face as he watches me.

Edward took his cock in his hand and wiped the pre-cum away from the tip. My mouth felt dry all of a sudden, and my body felt slightly worried. How on earth am I going to take that thing inside of me? It's too thick. Maybe I'm just making excuses, but Jesus!

"You still want to do this?" he asked, obviously noting the hesitancy in my gaze.

Staring at his cock, I gulped, and with a shaky smile, I answered, "Of course." Then, I dropped my dress, allowing it to pool at my feet.

His jaw dropped, and his cock twitched. I blushed as he scrutinized me. I was curvier than the average figure, but Edward didn't seem to mind. His eyes moved over my breasts, my small waist, my curvy hips, my strong thighs, all the way to my feet, which were still in my flats. I kicked them off and smiled at him, now only standing in my lace push-up bra and panties. As he looked at my lingerie-clad body, he stroked himself, nearly pushing me over the edge. He walked toward me and closed the distance between us. Seemingly unable to help himself, he rubbed the tip of his erection against my slightly curved belly, causing me to moan with desire. I closed my eyes for a moment, and when I opened them again, I was even more confident and determined.

I want this. I want to find ecstasy with another person. I want to be free of my pain.

As my eyes scanned over his body, I said, "Let's get you out of this shirt."

Eager as I yanked off his shirt, I nearly drew blood as I pulled his buttons open. I felt so uninhibited and free. I had never felt more in love. Never had I believed this level of intimacy was impossible. The depth of my emotions surprised me.

We were far from shallow waters, and I was ready for him to pull me in deeper.

I gasped as I saw his newly exposed skin. Tattoos covered every inch of his chest. His nipples were pierced, and I wanted to know what those steel bars would feel like in my mouth. Later, I promised myself as I reached to pull his pants off. My panties became drenched as I pulled his pants down and took in the sight of his strong, inked legs.

Now that I was really looking at him, I found the tip of his cock was pierced, too. I almost salivated at the sight. He was so different from any man I had ever known. I would weep for him. I would become delirious with desire for him. I was sure my body would always yearn for his. My pussy pulsed as I wondered what his pierced cock would feel like rocking inside of me. Reaching out, I took his cock in my hand. I smiled at its warmth and flushed at the size of it. With one hand, I began to pump his length, and with the other, I reached out and grabbed the back of his head, pulling his hair as I yanked his head down so I could kiss him. My lips moved against his; his tongue devoured my mouth.

Pulling away to breathe, I murmured, "You're so fucking sexy, Edward."

His eyes widened at my words before they darkened. He looked like he could break me if he wanted to, but I knew he was too tender for that. We made our way toward the bed while we touched and bit every inch of exposed skin we managed to reach. As he touched me, I knew this would be something beautiful—a shared experience we would never forget. He made me feel special and loved. I was ready to give myself to him completely.

As soon as we fell onto the mattress, he was on top of me. He kissed my body and began his descent down to the apex of my thighs. He kissed the inside of each wet thigh before his tongue trailed along the lines of my lace panties. He gave me a roguish grin before he pulled the fabric away with one, fluid tug. He stared at my pussy with wide, lust-filled eyes. Edward licked his lips at the sight of my landing strip leading to my wet, flushed core. I held my breath as he leaned forward and licked my glistening folds before running a finger between them. I shuddered at his touch as my back arched off the bed.

"You're so fucking wet, baby," he moaned as he ran a finger up and down my slit, playing with my clit before he dipped one finger into my tight pussy.

As I quivered, he added another finger, causing my legs to spasm around him. My core clenched around his fingers as he worked me into oblivion. Feeling my orgasm fast approaching, I did what I frequently did when I was alone and pulled down the cups of my bra to play with my nipples. The action felt even more erotic with Edward's eyes watching my movements.

"I've been waiting for you for so long," I murmured as I continued to play with my nipples.

The statement was true in more ways than one. I had waited for the physical part of our relationship for so long, constantly playing with myself as I thought about him, but I had been waiting for him for a long time, too. Unknowingly, I had been waiting for a man like him to come into my life. Edward gave me everything I needed and more. He loved me with respect and patience I doubted I would have been able to find in another man.

Edward stared at me for a moment, his eyes glistening with shock, before his head dipped down to lick my pussy in one long stroke. Seeing his head between my thighs nearly sent me over the edge. I shuddered against his mouth as he kissed me in the most intimate of places. I was close—so close I could taste it. No man had ever made me come before. The last man—the man I didn't even want to think about—had never come close. I controlled every orgasm I had ever had, but tonight, that was about to change.

"Let go, beautiful," Edward encouraged before he began to suck on my clit.

I felt myself tighten around his fingers before my pussy began to wildly pulse. I cried out, grabbing his hair to hold him in place as I rode out my orgasm. I feel free! Finally, I feel free! My body has been caged for so long. I've only known my own touch for so long, but finally, that's changed. Finally, I can trust someone. Someone who loves me; someone who cares for me more than he does himself. And I care for him, too. I love him, too.

As I came drifting down from my orgasm, he kissed his way up my body until his lips met mine. I tasted myself as he kissed me, and I moaned at the sensation of his cock resting between my opened legs. While he kissed me, I grew restless. I wanted him more than I could describe. Feeling my need, he pulled away to look at me.

"Do you want this, beautiful? It doesn't have to be tonight," he assured me in a tense voice.

It was abundantly clear he was using all of his strength to restrain himself. I smiled and reached behind my torso to unclasp my bra, exposing my breasts to him completely. His mouth was on them in an instant, licking my nipples before he sucked them into his mouth. I ran my hands through his unruly hair and kissed the top of his head to encourage him to continue sucking. A few moments passed, and my core throbbed for him. I couldn't wait a moment more. I needed him.

"Please, Edward. I can't wait any longer," I begged.

He moved up my body and kissed me softly on the lips before he left the bed and ran toward his pants. He slipped his wallet out of his back pocket and grabbed a condom before he moved back to me.

As he walked, he said, "I want you to know I wasn't banking on this being the end result of our date. I just like to be prepared."

I didn't care if I had been a forgone conclusion or not. My mind was too filled with desire to think of anything else. My breathing was heavy, and my body was lethargic as he joined me on the bed again. With a sexy look in his dark eyes, he ripped the condom wrapper opened and pulled out the rubber, staring at my heaving breasts as he slid it into place. With a smile, he settled between my legs.

"You're clean, right?" I asked, knowing it was the important thing to do despite the question sounding awkward. "You've been tested and everything?"

He nodded and replied, "I was tested when I returned to Colorado. I'm clean. You?"

A shy smile tugged on my lips as I stared down at his sheathed cock. "I'm clean," I confirmed.

Edward gave me an almost terrified look. His eyes asked, "We're really going to do this, aren't we?" I gave him a reassuring smile, although I was nervous, too. I had never made love before. In the past, I thought I had, but now, I realized I had never come close. I had to be in love to make love. I had never been in love with anyone other than Edward Cullen.

He kissed my forehead once before lowering himself onto his elbows. He positioned his cock at my entrance and paused for a moment. I could feel his tip flirting with my pussy. He pressed against my entrance but didn't move farther. He was giving me time to change my mind if I wanted; there was no chance of that happening. I opened my legs even wider before I smiled at him, hoping I didn't look as nervous as I felt.

He looked at me with eyes filled with love, and slowly, he pressed into me. I gasped as his cock pushed past my entrance. He moaned and stared down at his erection. I peered down, too, and found only his blushing tip was inside of me. With my eyes, I captured his gaze and encouraged him. In one, hard thrust, he was inside me, filling me up to the point where it was almost painful. I cried out, my back arching off the bed as my body grew accustomed to his thick cock. I moaned, and my legs tightened around his waist.

His size was uncomfortable, yet pleasurable at the same time. I peered down at our joined bodies and found there was still an inch of his cock waiting for entrance.

"Do you think you can handle more?" he asked, and I could tell he was trying desperately not to sound too hopeful.

Biting down on my lip, I nodded and braced my body to receive the rest of him. He pulled out for a moment before thrusting back into my tight core, causing me to gasp. I cried out as I finally felt all of him. He was impressive and so perfect. We felt like puzzle pieces made especially for one another. I wanted to worship his body for the rest of my life. My eyes fluttered opened as I appreciated the feeling of him sheathed inside of me. He's perfect. In every way, he's perfect.

"We did it," I teased before he silenced me with a kiss.

He took it slow, obviously wanting our first time to last as long as it possibly could. With his lips and body, he worshiped me, kissing me and playing with me everywhere as he thrusted deeply inside of me. I believed every kiss was his way of saying, "I love you," and I imagined every single touch was his way of saying, "I want to belong to you forever." He didn't say the romantic words out loud, but he didn't need to. I understood him better than he understood himself.

I returned the sentiment through my own kisses and touches. With my body, I expressed how much I loved him. With my mouth, I expressed how much I wanted him with me forever. The emotions in the air overwhelmed me as I felt myself begin to fall to pieces around him. This is what sex should feel like. This is how a man should treat me, I thought to myself as he moved inside of me. Finally, I thought, this is love. This is what unconditional love feels like. Our love mixed with our desire perfectly. Suddenly, I wondered how I had lived in this world without him for so long.

I was going to come any moment. Reaching down, I grabbed ahold of his ass and encouraged him to buck more wildly against me. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted him to pull me over the edge so we could experience that sweet oblivion together. He moaned as my hands massaged his muscles and thrusted into me more violently. He reached down, and with determination, he began to play with my throbbing clit. I was so close to the edge I couldn't see straight.

"Come for me, my beautiful girl," he whispered in my ear as he continued to play with me. "I want to feel you come on my cock."

I moaned and stiffened beneath him as I found my release. My core clamped around his cock, pulsating around him and pulling him more deeply inside of me. He began to fuck me, really fuck me, and held nothing back. I grinned at his enthusiasm, never feeling more freed. I spanked his ass and cried out as he sent me over the edge again, spiraling toward another orgasm. Then, I felt him come, too.

"I love you so fucking much, Isabella Swan!" he screamed out as he came.

My eyes widened, and I wondered if he realized what he had just said. Before I could ask him, he fell on top of me, completely spent. Our sweat mixed together, and our scents combined as the weight of his body pressed against mine. He kissed me once more on the lips before he rolled off of me and pulled my lush body against his. I was breathing hard, and my mind was reeling. I just had sex. I just had sex! I can't believe it. I just made love to the man I love more than I ever thought possible. I stared out the hotel windows into the dark night as my mind continued to reel in disbelief.

I went from a broken, anxiety-ridden woman to a woman who finally had her power back. I could finally express myself. I could finally live how I wanted to. I could finally love with my entire heart. All because I had found love, and more importantly, I had found myself. I knew who I was again. I knew the power I had inside of me. I had finally conquered my demons.

In this moment, I promised myself I would never lose myself again. I couldn't afford to. I promised myself, and I promised my new family. I smiled as I felt a weight being lifted off of my shoulders. I found myself. Isabella Elizabeth Swan. Finally, I'm free of my past. Finally, I have a future to look forward to.

Eyeing Edward, I said, "The night is still young, and I want you again," as I slid onto his lap.

I wanted to say, "I love you, Edward Cullen. I love you more than I can describe, so, let me spend my lifetime showing you."

And one day, I would. Tonight, however, my body would become lost in his.