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Chapter 3- Some Good Love Making

LPOV

I have only been with two guys in my life. Jacob and I were shy when we were with each other. We were ready for certain things, but never sex. And Sam had kind of made me feel guilty until I had just given myself entirely to him, pretending to climax when he did which I felt as if I were skilled at already. But with Edward, my mysteriously sensuous hunk was making me want sex much worse than I ever had in my life.

How did I ever live this long to not know an orgasm well enough to know if I even had one?

My sisters Rebecca and Rachel would always tell me, "once you have one, you will not even question if you had one or not."

I couldn't help myself in the shower. I was so aroused, being so close to Edward, teasing each other with alluring glances or small touches here and there. I let my head fall underneath the cascading water allowing my eyes to shut as I begin to imagine a scenario – Edward is rubbing my pussy while his other what I imagined to be skilled finger would curve inside me, he'd be begging me with that sexy accent of his to come. His other hand rising to squeeze and gently pull my pebbled tips that were just aching for his attention. I gyrate crazily, faster and harder as my cunt shuddered with wondrous waves of need that couldn't be contained. An itching started in my pussy, I continued my motions. I flexed my hips, a gasp escaped my mouth sounding a lot like, "Eddwarrrdd!" and with that my hands flew up to cover my swollen lips once I realized what I was actually doing.

Leah! Have you no shame!

I hadn't even noticed how much time I had spent in the shower. When I got out I was still worked up and fully shaven, I needed him to touch me so badly. I got out wearing nothing but a thin towel with my wet hair up in a tight ponytail. "Better get in the shower before I decide to get back in," I joke like a nerd. But, knowing my secret moment in the shower unbeknownst to him goosebumps were rising across my wet, exposed flesh as I watched him take in the image of me.

Earlier, when I brought in stuff for Edward to use and get into, seeing him with only a sparse amount of his lower half covered, and after noticing how nervous he looked it was too damn cute, I just decided that I had to mess with him a bit. I was feeling naughty when I yanked the towel from around his side I was only trying to tease him. He was just so breath-taking.

I had it in the bag! Right where I wanted him, wrapped around my little fingers. Till I heard that southern drawl, "so you ain't gon' join me?"

A rush of heat overcame my body. My cheeks were blazing; I felt hives beginning to break out across my chest. Is he for real? "If you were stuck with any other woman like this-" I had already been facing him again gesturing towards the front door and got ready to try and pull of a southern accent. "-would you want them to join ya', cowboy?" I think I did a decent job.

I watched him give me a crooked grin as he bit his tongue, probably biting back a laugh from my terrible impersonation. "I doubt any woman would be as unpredictable or sexy as you. You, Leah take the cake for the most interesting, funny, and beautiful woman that I've ever encountered."

I was fully aware of his engorged manhood pointing directly at me, which at first surprised me, but now I felt even warmer. I felt the need to solidify what it was exactly that I wanted. I stepped towards him, now, standing directly in front of him I pull my over sized t-shirt over my head, forgetting about absolutely everything…the pain I was feeling…the emptiness…just everything.

Those emerald green eyes just held the fort on mine, refusing to look at what I thought he wanted badly. His smile is what got me to laugh right along with him. Edward's eyes were just gaping at my breasts which initially I thought was a bad thing. I didn't know if he liked them or not. Sam didn't, he always thought that they were too small. I was a damn 36C.

But, I saw Edward freeze. He didn't even look like he had been breathing; I followed his terrified glare and figured it out.

I covered up the marks that Sam had left on me from the night I planned to leave. I felt like I was going to throw up, I made a hasty and kind of embarrassed decision to grab my shirt up off of the ground and at least make a frantic attempt to cover up what I really did not want him to see. It was too late though, he already saw it. "Edward," I mutter softly that came out in a strangled sounding cry.

My voice must have snapped him out of it, he looked at me but I could only hold that disappointed glare for so long. Was he mad at me for not telling him just how bad this was?

Edward walks towards me, completely nude which I was sure he was barely aware of. "Leah," He cries, holding my arm till I let up and allow him to remove the shirt and inspect outcome of my abusive past.

When he finally was getting a good look at it he didn't say anything for so long. I was so scared of what he might say. How he might judge me for staying with Sam as long as I did, and how I allowed such aggressive abuse to happen to me.

"Jesus, Leah!" He shouts, I nearly fell over startled when he did. "Wha-did-oh my fuckin' shit-he didn't!" Edward collapses onto his knees, placing the shirt over his nudeness and hurriedly bringing me down with him. I nestled onto his lap; he held me so firmly and began to rock back and forth. "The accident did this to you? Right?"

I. Fucking. Wish. I almost laughed. I thought we were comfortable enough with each other to not be in denial about something like this?

But he just sounded so serious. I didn't realize that I hadn't even responded yet. I felt his calloused hands grasp my face securely, urging me to look him in the eye. "Right?" He shakes me lightly. "Leah, please answer me," He pleads.

Gosh, what the hell do I even say?

I open my eyes; they sting with fresh tears awaiting release. It was almost like he understood everything just by looking into my eyes. And you could have sworn that my eyes just told him that there will be an apocalypse beginning in the next few minutes.

Edward then did something completely unexpected…he began to cry. I was so confused, but then I understood. I was stricken with grief and was so happy that he cared. I took his hand and placed it on the back of my neck, kissing his face as I did so. "I'm fine," I assured him softly.

Finally, after wrestling with each others tongues for a few minutes he picks me up slowly and takes me to the bedroom. Concerned with my state of arousal; he laid me down on the bed and did a final moist sweep of my inviting mouth with his tongue before he pulled away, gripping my thighs.

"What?" I hummed still drunk from his explicit come-and-get-me lips.

"I don't have a condom on me," he whispers shallowly from his lungs.

"I'm on the pill, it's fine, I'm clean, trust me I haven't had sex in a year and a half." Which was all true. Sam didn't want to ever have kids with me which I merely accepted when I married him. He made me feel horrible about myself, like I was dirty so we just didn't have sex anymore. He refused to touch me because he thought I was Jacob's 'whore'.

Edward bit his lip, eyes wide. "Ya' sure?" He asked, sounding a bit apprehensive. When I opened my mouth to speak, he already was babbling on. "I mean we don't have to-I want to, bad, I just don't want cha' to do this if you aren't sure. I'm clean to-"

I sit up with a small smile playing upon my lips as I cut him off from speaking, softly feeding from the sweetness of his mouth that was richer than Godiva chocolate. "I'm ready for you, Edward," I moaned, depesperate; as if there were no time left.

He was ready to go. The intensity in his eyes when I pulled back showed me that he just wanted to rip away my panties and fuck me. I wanted so badly to give into that intensity and get completely engulfed into the sensations that he would make me feel. Edward was holding back, probably afraid of being too rough with me, which I didn't mind the slowness of this, I could wait forever for this amazing man.

I hear the alarm go off on the nightstand which was odd.

Unless….

Oh shit, the electricity is back!

"Turn the light on!" I shove him, he glares at me oddly as if he were about to say, 'no electricity.' But I pointed at the alarm clock that was sounding off. He stumbles and laughs flicking the light switch near the door.

It was mid day, but was still a bit dark so with the lights seeing all of him was just lovely. I get up on all fours and begin my way across the bed to the alarm clock, making sure to wiggle my ass a bit as I did so. I glance over my shoulder to see him stroking his engorged flesh, which was probably the most erotic sight I had ever seen.

I crawl back to him, his eyes meeting mine as he began to play with my throbbing nipples. He absolutely took my breath away. He tightened his grip on my taut breast and forced me back down onto the bed.

"Who could keep their hands off of this here body for more than a year?" He asked, rolling my nipples gently. "He's dumber than a damned stump." He sucked the tortured peak and took it between his teeth, making me suck in a startled breath.

He slid a hand — I'd lost track of which hand was where, I was in a such a sex haze I had to snap out of it and try to understand what he was doing —under my panties, and with his calloused fingers, rubbed my clit unrelentingly until it was slick and humming. He slid his hand farther, until his palm skimmed my clit. He looked up at me, his green eyes half shown pleading me to allow him access to my secret most sensitive parts of my femininity lay before him. I nod quickly writhing with need. Edward dazzled me with his smile before tugging on my aching peak lightly and he slowly pushed his finger into my hot hole. I closed my eyes just losing myself in pleasure. He freed my nipple and began to gently knead and stroke my breasts.

"Please, watch me, Leah."

My eyes shot back open as I took in the image of him. His magnificent powerful body. Narrow waist, lean hips and long, muscular thighs. His breathing was so ragged he could barely get the words out. "Your smell…God, your smell…"

What?

It sounded like an insult, not the way it was said, but just what was being said. But since he still had his finger in my wet sex I figured it was a great thing.

I realized that my hands were clutching at the bed sheets, so I decided to make myself busy allowing them to run through his hair and scratch along the muscled planes of his back. I felt a surge of energy that increased the sensitivity of every nerve in my body. His skin was on so hot, as if a sun had exploded inside of him as his finger was joined by another and he began thrusting hard, the friction of his palm making my clit oversensitive. I felt so wet and vulnerable under him, I felt myself pulsing around his fingers.

I moaned. "Kiss me," I demanded breathlessly, hoping to connect with him, to feel like he was aware of who I was and that I was not just someone to fuck.

His satin soft lips captured mine absorbing my essence into his very cells, he slid his tongue across my teeth and sucked on my tongue sensually. His cock rubbed against my stomach, his tip glistening with pre cum that slathered my skin. He removed his wet hand from my pussy and slid it up my hip. He lifted me off the bed slightly, pushing me higher up the bed. "You sure?" Edward asks, letting his cock rest on my aching warmth between my legs.

I smiled up at him and caressed his face sweetly. "I want you so badly, Edward."

He eased himself just barely inside me when I let out an agonize breath, almost succumbing to my release. I felt my body tense as I clenched around the tip of his swollen member. Ripples of ecstasy were flooding through my body in a sweet miracle.

"Fuck, Leah baby, look at me."

I hadn't even realized that my eyes were clasped shut until he said that. All I could see was white, the intense itch in my lower abdomen intensified as I trembled on the very edge of infinity. I felt one hand entwine with mine and the other down to my swollen clit.

I was shocked, his dick was big and the pain of him stretching me added to my uncontrollable, shuddering contractions. He thrust deeper and deeper; I'd never felt this feeling before. I spread my legs wider, wanting more, rocking with him in unconscious time.

I searched for his eyes as the white light subsided from my vision, once I found those green pools I stared into them deeply. I never made love, and I have never stared at my lover during sex. This was just amazing. It was as if I were obeying an instinct that I didn't even know that I possessed. I slowly and provocatively began to rise against his touch. Going slow felt incredible, but I needed more. I wanted him to stop holding back. "Please, Edward, I need more," I groaned, raking my fingers through his hair down to his neck, playing with the soft curls I found there.

He pounded into my glistening moistness as I surrendered quickly feeling the itching in my stomach being accompanied by burning. I squeezed his hand as he plunged into me relentlessly. My other hand holding onto the back of his neck for dear life, feeling his muscles flex. Our irregular heaving growing quick and shallow.

Edward then relaxed his speed letting me cry out in protest, I nearly died. I'd been so close again, but I knew this calmer pace would allow us both to hold out longer, to build the pressure even more. He lowered himself, our stomach's touching as he kissed me gently, his tongue taking the time to taste and explore. I allowed my tongue to roam as well, noting the honey flavor in his mouth, noticing the stubble under his nose as it tickled my upper lip. He slowed his thrusts, and I squeezed her inner walls until he moaned with each entry.

He pulled out almost completely, making me strain my hips to keep him inside, but then he eased back in, arching his hips so he hit what seemed to be a very sensitive spot for me. I didn't mean to, but I shouted out — no words, just an expression of the bliss I felt. He leaned in to suck my nipple. Intense. My eyes stayed on his and my mouth opened, and I lost control of the sounds coming from my own damn mouth.

"Oh . . . Oh . . . Oh . . . ," came in ever louder and higher pitched moans.

Our breathing was in gasps - as though the air had thinned. My body rose up and pushed as he drove his member to its hilt with each thrust at a increasing pace. His mouth was against my neck, still gazing at me over my jaw. His breathing was fast and hard. My breaths came in punctuated gasps.

"Fuck! Edward—" I stiffened and let out an uninhibited cry of satisfaction.

He pinched my aching clit and took both of my hands, pulling them above my head resting himself on his elbows as his thrusts sped up. "Yes, Leah. Come for me, please I want to see how beautiful you look when you scream my name as you come." He growled, as I shuddered with ultimate joy. "Come for me, my cock is yours baby, I'm yours."

"All of you?" Tears built up in the corners of my eyes.

He smiled. "Every piece of me, yours."

I allowed the heat to overtake my body, my inner walls clenching from the glorious pressure that was caused by Edward's amazing manhood. I had my shattering release, "Edwaarrdd..oh..my..god..so-ungh-good!" It really all sounded like gibberish to my own ears.

I felt Edward abandon himself to pleasure. "Leeahh!"

"I wanna feel you come inside me, Edward, I'm yours baby."

With one final thrust, he shuddered and exploded inside me. I could feel his seed spill into my moist depths, feel the warm gush made me clench around him, another climax building. I assumed that he could feel me because he continued to move in and out of me, increasing the pace and deepening the penetration. I began gyrating and grinding myself up against him. "Yes…yes…Edward…Fuck…Oh…," came as I heaved, and convulsed into a chain of explosions. I shuddered to the great spasms and clenching, it was all becoming so clear. My mind was empty, all I could feel was Edward. His hair that seemed almost drenched in sweat touching my sweaty forehead.

My lips parted pulsing with the inflow of warm, sensual blood. I felt my thighs squeeze against his sides as the impending orgasm was approaching. He pressed his lips against mine as a tortured grown escaped his lips. I smiled as he murmured, "Wider." Even in the midst of his need I felt tenderness, and it brought even more tears to my eyes. The sensation of him filling me, rubbing inside was like a hot wire against my nerve endings.

"Oh, my God," he muttered hoarsely.

Every movement was pulling at me, dragging me closer. Every shift gave a breathtaking hint of mindless ecstasy that seemed to grow with each second. I shuddered and held his face in my hands. I didn't know even myself to why I was holding his face; it may have been for strength, or to just hold him still so I could gaze into those gorgeous eyes.

He murmured brokenly, and my arousal gushed through me like a tidal wave, a solid wall of incredible pleasure that took me past the point of any kind of return. Ripples of ecstasy flooded through me, changing me, making me indelibly his.

EPOV

I placed her hands on my damp face, closing my eyes as I did so. Her fingers were so soft and warm and I could smell the scent of lavender as she caressed every feature on my face. She even noticed a small scar that I've had since I was five; I fell off the carousel at the mall and got a mean gash on my chin. But now it was barely noticeable, and yet, Leah notices it. This was just lovely, I love and care for a women I met no less than a day ago and had made love to her no less than a few minutes ago...nice.

I leaned into her touch as her hands brushed through my hair and down to my ears and neck.

She stroked the back of my neck lightly, her hands now buried in my hair. She contently slipped her hands over my shoulders encouraging me to move closer still, until she could hear my breathing.

"Edward?" Her voice, much like her emotions, wavered somewhere between excitement and paranoid.

"Hm?" I was almost sure that she was ready to say that this was a mistake, that we have moved way too fast. Which would be somewhat true, this is moving a bit fast. But I never wanted to let go of her, she is just too amazing.

"Why do I feel this way?"

I froze immediately, not quite understanding fully what she meant by that. Maybe she feels like she loves me back? She wouldn't just come out and say it….would she? I'd never really felt so strongly about someone else so quickly before. It's complicated.

"How are you feeling?" I asked softly, almost hovering over the edge of a cliff wondering and anticipating whatever she was going to say next.

I saw her think about it for a moment. "You make me feel…wanted, needed, like I actually mean something to you."

My heart exploded in my chest. In a good way of course. I smiled which probably told her everything I couldn't say, dammit I was almost afraid I might cry.

Seriously Edward, check if your dick is still there cause you might be growin' yourself a pussy.


Okay! I seriously wanted to get this chapter up and posted. I apologize for it being so short, but I really just wanted to get the love making started and post it.

Next chapter will have tid bits of Leah becomming familiar with the thought of who Edward actually is! STAY TUNED!

I was thinking that I might post up a new story! I want to either do a Jackass related story or a angst/comfort/romance story involving LeahxEdward. Just let me know in the reviews if you think it'd be a nice idea! Please guys cause I don't wanna post a story if nobody is gonna read it, I wanna please ya'll so let me know REVIEW!