Here's another update! I've been super busy lately, but I'm writing and updating whenever I can!

Giant thanks to Paige for editing!

BPOV:

I wake up with Edward's warm arms wrapped around my naked body and I immediately flush. I can't believe last night happened. And happened so many times… I'm sore all over, but I can't help but smile at the sensation of my aching muscles. No man has ever made me feel one-tenth of what Edward made me feel last night. The way he touched me, the way he moved inside of me, the way he knew how to use his tongue just right…

"What are you thinking about, beautiful?"

My flush darkens and I hide my face in the crook of his neck. I don't know why I'm so bashful all of a sudden. After last night, you'd think I'd be more brazen. He has seen and tasted every inch of me, after all. What do I have to be embarrassed about?

As I lay in bed with him wrapped around me, I realize I've never been so relaxed-so happy. He makes me feel so incredibly confident, so womanly, and beautiful. Not that I wasn't confident before, of course, but Edward just takes everything I've ever felt about myself and enhances it. I've never felt this comfortable with anyone else. He doesn't see any of my flaws; he just sees me as one pretty package. It's the same way I see him. At first, I was just stunned by his looks, but now, I see beyond the surface. I can't look at him without seeing everything about him, inside and out. This is what a relationship is probably supposed to feel like. Although, Edward and I aren't in a 'relationship'. But whatever we have… Well, I feel closer to Edward than I did with any of the other men I've dated. And I was with some of them for years!

"I was just thinking about how wonderful last night was," I coyly reply.

I look up to find Edward smiling down at me, which makes me blush even more. With that heat in his eyes and his cock nudging my leg, I know exactly what he wants and I'm more than happy to give it to him. He reaches beneath our thin sheet and tweaks my nipple.

"Hmm, I was thinking about that, too. But, unfortunately, my memory seems to be a bit muddled, Bells. Maybe you can help me out with that?"

"How can I help you?" I ask as I turn in his arms and crawl on top of him. I love this position. I love the way he tries to buck me off of him, making me hold on for dear life as I ride him.

"Well, there are a few aspects of last night I seem to have forgotten. Maybe you can jog my memory," he suggests as he squeezes my ass and smiles at me.

An hour later, we lay side by side exhausted. I know we have to get back on the road soon, but I can't bring myself to leave. I'd stay in this bed forever if I could. We're still five and a half hours away from El Paso, but I hope we can find some way to stretch the rest of the trip out into a couple of more days. I'm thrilled that Edward is so keen on the road trip idea. I've never had the luxury of taking my time while traveling. I've always wanted to stop and enjoy the scenery, and now, I finally can.

Rolling to the edge of the bed, I dig into my purse which is on the bedside table, and pull out my crumpled up road map of Texas.I know it sounds ridiculous, but there's something about holding a map in my hands that feels special, and even more adventurous. I feel like a kid in a candy store as I run my finger up the trail Edward highlighted from Sonora to our I play with the idea of stopping at various small towns I've never heard of. Despite living in Texas my entire life, I don't really know my way around. I've only visited the major cities, and most of these places sound absolutely foreign to me.

"What about Fort Stockton?"

"Hmm?" Edward lazily replies.

I look over my shoulder to find him blatantly staring at my ass. I smirk, and he smacks my left cheek before crawling up my body to get a better look at the map.

"Fort Stockton," I repeat. "Have you been there?"

Edward rubs his scruff for a second as he peers down to get a better look at the map. "I've driven through there," he finally says. "I guess we can stop and look around. It's on the way."

I fold the map up and sigh. Now that we've decided on our next destination, I find the idea of leaving this bed even less appealing. I don't know what my deal is. It's not like there won't be plenty of hotels along the way… with plenty of beds for Edward and me. Still, this one is special. This bed was where we had sex the very first time,well, the very first six times, so I honestly have no desire to leave it. Edward seems to return my sentiment.

"Why don't we shower and then hit the road. If we don't get up now, I'm afraid we never will."

Although, we haven't known each other long, Edward always seems to be able to take the words right out of my mouth. We shower together, taking our time, because we know that once we get on the road we won't be able to touch each other until we find another hotel room. Well, unless we can find someplace interesting… the rush of adrenaline that courses through your veins when you're getting it on in public is always fun. Edward nails me against the shower wall until I'm weak in the knees, and only when I'm utterly exhausted, do we finally decide to actually wash up.

We leave the hotel a little past noon and head to our destination for the day, Fort Stockton. We stop for breakfast at a diner along the way, as well as stopping for gas. While we've only been on the road for less than two hours, I can't help but feel hot and needy for him again. There's something about watching this man drive his truck. I lick my lips as I watch the vein on his forearm twitch as he weaves in and out of traffic on the interstate. Before I know what I'm saying, I ask him to pull over at a rest stop. It's not the ideal spot, but I just can't help myself. He gives me a curious glance as I ask him to park at the furthest end of the parking lot where no other cars are. He complies without questioning my request. Although he doesn't say a word, judging from the smirk on his face, I can tell he knows exactly what I'm thinking.

I'm thanking God I decided to wear a skirt this morning. I crawl over the console and onto Edward's lap as soon as he has the car parked. Our movements are frantic and passionate as we rock our way to orgasm. My entire body is flushed and so relaxed, I think I might melt as I climb back over the console and back into my seat. Edward runs his hands through his now messy hair, and lets out a shaky breath.

"What brought that on, Bells?"

"You," I reply with a shy smile. "Do I need a reason?"

"Baby, you never need a reason," he answers as he starts up his truck.

Traveling like this opens my eyes to so many things. For the first time in a long time, I feel like I can finally see all the beauty around me. In the past, I was way too caught up in my life to really appreciate what my home state had to offer. Not that there's anything wrong with that, but it's nice to relax and enjoy the scenery every once in a while. I feel like I'm seeing Texas for the very first time. The last time my eyes were so opened to everything around me, I was a little girl. I remember being completely awed by absolutely everything. From the peach trees, to the blue bonnets, to the fire ants-which still traumatize me to this day-I was so impressed by everything the south had to offer. I used to miss those carefree days, but now, I finally feel like I'm living that way again. And it's all because of Edward.

Fort Stockton is small but wonderful. Of course, everything is wonderful with Edward. We stop at everything that I found on the "What to do in Fort Stockton" webpage. There wasn't much-and when I say not much I mean very, very little-but, it's still something. Edward holds my hand as we peruse the town, and I can't help but feel extremely special because of it. It sounds silly, because we've had sex multiple times, in multiple ways, but there's something so intimate about holding hands. It's almost more intimate than sex for me, in a strange way.

We check out a historic district, a memorial museum, and Paisano Pete, before stopping for some Tex-Mex at Mi Casita. It's a few hours past dinner time by the time we arrive, and after a few margaritas for me, and a few beers for him, we end up talking and talking until our waitress has to kick us out. With my attention solely on Edward, I hadn't noticed that we were the only couple left in the restaurant and they were trying to close. We apologized and left them a nice tip before making our way back to Edward's truck.

"Well, it's after ten, maybe we should find someplace to stay for the night," Edward suggests as his truck roars to life.

I pull up the map on my phone and direct him to a Best Western nearby. Edward's eager to get there, and I don't blame him. After walking around all day in the Texas heat, combined with the food and alcohol I just consumed, I'm ready to turn in for the evening. I breathe a sigh of relief as soon as the hotel comes into view. We park and grab our belongings, before heading inside to grab a room for the night. Edward pays for a suite on the first floor, and takes my hand, practically dragging me along as I try to fight my exhaustion.

"Don't look so exhausted yet, Bells," Edward says with a joking groan as we reach the door of our room. "I've got plans for you."

"Well, unless those plans consist of a relaxing bath and then cuddling up in a comfy bed with tons of covers, I don't know if I'm interested," I tease.

"I'll make you interested," he responds as he pulls me into the room and kicks the door closed behind him.

A/N: I'll be posting a teaser of the next chapter in my facebook group tonight! Until next time :).

Btw: Has anyone been to any of these locations?