A/N: I don't own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does. No fade to black in my stories, ever! No copyright infringement is intended. Thank you to my beta, kaydee1005, ever so patient with my comma use and tense issues, you're the best. Thanks to my pre-reader, Padme-And-Anakin-4-Ever for all the advice.

Shall we continue on, see if anything happens in this chapter?

Chapter 13-Everything

BPOV

I couldn't believe it, he loved me! I was sure, after what happened last week, that I would never be with him again. But there I was, totally forgiving him and almost making love to him in our meadow. That sounded incredible—our meadow. This place will be special, as long as Edward was in my life.

We walked back towards my house, and I hoped that it would be empty when we got back. I couldn't stop looking at him. Both of us smiled brightly at each other. I felt like a new person and Edward made me feel that way, even from the first time we talked.

As he held my hand, he continually brought it up to his mouth and kissed it. That was when he wasn't leaning over and kissing my head, my cheek, or even my lips. That made for a very slow walk. Just before we reached the house, he stopped.

"Bella, I love you, so much. You make me so happy, and when I am with you, everything seems right."

"Oh, Edward, I feel the same exact way. I love you too. You make me so happy."

He leaned down and kissed me until I couldn't breathe. I pulled back, smiled at him, and started walking again. He put his arm around me as I headed for the stairs. I could not put this off any longer; I needed to be with him. Just as we reached the bottom step, he came to an abrupt stop.

"Bella, let's go to my house, please."

"Ummm, OK. Just let me grab my purse."

"No, you won't need it. I need you now. Come with me."

I didn't say anything or hesitate. Edward was taking me home, and I didn't care about anything else. He walked me to his car, opened the door for me and helped guide me in. He closed the door, and I watched him walk around the car with that sexy-ass smirk on his face. He got in and started up the car. He took off down the street and we sat in silence.

When we reached his house, I was very nervous. I don't know why though. I had just been grinding my lady-business all over his fuck-hot face, but I couldn't help it. Not only was I going to do this with him, I was going to do it at his house.

When we pulled up, Edward looked like he was texting. I didn't pay much attention but just looked at his house. It was modest and in a nice neighborhood. It was a dark gray one-story house, with a beautiful lawn and magnificent landscaping. There was a large bay window in the front, and I could see movement in the house. Great, another stroke of bad luck. Just then, a large man came running out of the house, jumped in his car with a wink and sped off.

I looked at Edward with a raised brow and he chuckled.

"That was my brother, Emmett. I just texted him telling him to get the fuck out, or I was gonna tell Rosalie about his porn stash."

I laughed, loudly, my nervousness increasing. This was really going to happen. Edward grabbed my hand and pulled it to his lips, kissing each knuckle and smiling at me. I was going to have to get used to that devilish smirk and the effects it had on my panties. Oh that's right, I'm not wearing any. I still couldn't believe he kept them.

"Come on, Love. Let's get outta here."

I nodded in response as he got out of the car. He walked around and opened my door, helping me out of it. I could really get used to this. When he closed the door behind me, he pinned me to it and began ravishing my mouth. I happily accepted his actions and pushed right back against him.

We continued making out against his car as it sat in the driveway, not caring about anyone that could see. We were lost in each other, and everything else disappeared. His hands found their way to my breasts and my head fell backwards. He was so good at that, I felt like I was about to explode.

"Edward, let's go inside, please. I don't think I can last much longer. I need to see you, and don't want to share you with the entire neighborhood."

Silently, he picked me up and carried me into the house bridal-style. He slammed the door shut with a kick and carried me down the hall.

Once in his room, he set me in the middle of the king-sized bed, before turning around to shut and lock the door. He then proceeded to take his clothes off, staring me down as he slowly approached me.

I was putty in his hands. He stalked towards me with me with a predatory look in his eyes until he reached the bed.

"Bella, Love. I love you, but you have too many clothes on."

He lunged at me, and together we were able to rip all the offending pieces off. His kisses deepened with a force that couldn't be held down. He clearly wanted me, and I wanted him badly. We were grasping at each other, and the sounds that we were making would make a porn star blush.

Before I knew it, he was hovering over me and slipping his hard cock into me. I panicked, thinking about all his past partners, and I was not on the pill. No matter how much I loved him, a baby would not be a good thing at the moment.

"Edward, wait."

"What is it, Bella? I am sorry, I thought you wanted this."

"I do. It's just…well…do you have anything, you know." I couldn't even say the word; this was so humiliating.

"Shit, sorry, Baby. I didn't even think about that. I do, but I promise I have never been without one before so I am completely clean."

I released a loud sigh when I heard his response. I had only been with Jake, and we used protection. As far as that goes, I was fine, but the baby thing, not so much.

"It's fine, me too. It's just that…I'm not on the pill or anything.

"God, Bella. I'm so sorry, you're right."

I hated having to stop like that, really I did. I was just so anxious to feel him inside of me. He reached into his nightstand and pulled out the necessary barrier, quickly rolling it on. His lips found my breasts as he came back over to me.

It was almost like my interference never happened. He had me moaning and writhing beneath him, and once again, I was ready for him. I felt him push into me as his lips touched mine. It was the most incredible moment of my life.

I greedily sucked his lips into my mouth as he started moving in and out of me. It was slightly painful, but the feelings he gave me outweighed the discomfort.

"Shit, Baby, you feel so good, so fucking tight. You feel almost like a…"

He stopped talking, he stopped moving, and he stopped breathing. He lay next to me, but still holding me. Fuck, I knew what he was thinking, and he wasn't too far off. I did not want to have this conversation now.

"Bella, are you a v…virgin?"

"No, not exactly." I hung my head in shame and embarrassment.

"What does 'not exactly' mean?"

"It means, I have had sex once, with a friend, out of curiosity. He was a good friend, a childhood friend. We decided we wanted to try it out. It wasn't a good thing, our friendship got weird and we don't talk anymore. But it's OK. Please, Edward, don't let this be a problem. I love you. I want you. You are it for me."

He kissed me and held me tight.

"I love you, Bella. Of course, your past doesn't matter to me. If you are a virgin or not, I just needed to know—it helps me know how to handle you properly. I would never hurt you like that. It's alright, baby."

He kept whispering loving words to me as he rose back up and took me again. He moved very slowly and carefully. He felt amazing buried inside of me. We moved together in harmony and it was beautiful, more than I could have ever expected.

He held the sides of my head as he rested his weight on his elbows and kissed my lips, my forehead, my nose, by cheeks, my eyes; he kissed me everywhere. Our eyes stayed locked whenever possible. I had one hand at the nape of his neck, running my fingers through the short hairs, while the other grasped tightly to the hair on top of his head.

Thrusting in and out, his moans became relentless while mine had turned into a fit of pants and whispers. I couldn't get enough of him—he felt amazing. I was suddenly grateful I didn't have much to compare him to.

He sped up his pace as he reached down and flicked my clit a few times.

"Baby, come for me, please. I need to feel you. I love you so fucking much, Bella."

And. There. It. Was. I came hard and fast, and it was like nothing else. I screamed my way through the intense orgasm as his name escaped my lips over and over again. He immediately followed, much more calmly than me, but with the same intensity. My name fell reverently from his lips in a near whisper, followed by many repeated "I love you's".

We held each other, lying on our sides as we faced each other. We caressed each other and kissed until we both fell asleep—me with my head on his chest and his head laying on mine.

I awoke much later, not knowing the time, but I knew it was late because the room was darker than it had been. At that moment, I could care less what time it was. All I cared about was that Edward was holding me in his arms, and we loved each other.

I lay there for a while as I felt his breath on my hair and listened to his low snoring. He really was beautiful, and I could not believe he was mine—mine.

I stopped my day-dreaming when I felt him moving, pushing his renewed hardness into my hip. I looked up at him to see his sleepy smile and sparkling eyes.

"Good morning, Beautiful."

"Good morning, though I think it is still night time."

He sniggered at me and gave me that damn smile. He better quit that crap, or I am going to become dehydrated from being so wet—though I did love it. I would never tell him that it would make me do anything, but I was sure he already knew that.

"Mmmm, Bella. Sleeping next to you is one thing, but waking up with you in my bed…nothing compares."

He kissed me and I him. One thing led to another, and I felt him push his way into me.

EPOV

Bella was amazing in every way. Her face, her mind, her body—everything. At the moment, I was more focused on her body and the effect it had on me. I loved her so fucking much. Waking up to her next to me was the most amazing moment of my life. I couldn't help but make love to her again.

She met every one of my thrusts. We fit so perfectly together, that it felt like we were made specifically for each other. She was the missing piece of my life.

I couldn't take my eyes off of her as we made love for the second time that night. We finished together, which was incredible, and fell into another deep sleep holding each other.

I was woken up by my phone and glanced at the clock. It was two in the morning. Who the hell would be calling me at this time of the night? I knew it had to be important so I went to answer it. I was confused as I looked at the screen and saw that it was Bella's number, since she was lying next to me. I answered it anyway.

"Hello?"

"Edward, this is Angela, Bella's roommate. Is she there? She hasn't come home and her phone is here, obviously."

"Shit, sorry, Angela. Yeah, she is here but sleeping at the moment. What can I do for you? Is everything alright?" I started to worry that something had happened, and then Bella started moving around. I knew she was waking up.

"No, everything is fine, I was just worried. I used her phone to call you, since I didn't have your number and she was last seen with you. Is she OK?"

"Yes, she is fine. We are fine. Listen, she's waking up and with the week she's had, I really want to see her sleep. Can I let you go? I will have her call you in the morning."

"Sure thing, Edward. Thanks for answering. You better treat her right, or I will have to kill you."

I chuckled. "Don't worry about that, I would never hurt her. Goodnight Angela, and thanks for the warning."

I hung up the phone and turned if off so we wouldn't be woken up again. I looked at Bella who was awake and smiling at me, though still confused.

"Who was that?" Her sleepy voice was adorable.

"Angela. You never came home and she was worried about you. She's fine now."

I kissed her nose then her lips. I pulled back to see her still confused face.

"Bella, Baby, don't worry. I took care of it and everything is just fine. Go back to sleep, beautiful. We can talk more in the morning."

She put her head back onto my chest and fell asleep almost instantly. Lying there, I spent the rest of the night thinking about Bella and our time together—both past and future. I couldn't believe we were finally here, together, and happy.

I never thought I could love a woman, not like this anyway. She was everything to me. She was my air, my substance, my life. I was going to do everything I could to make her happy for the rest of her life. I refuse to let her go—ever. Bella Swan is mine and forever will be, or at least I hope so, when the time is right.

A/N: So, Edward has a little bit of explaining to do. Getting a little ahead of himself is he? OH and how could I forget? They finally did it! I know it wasn't perfect, but honestly, even I get tired of that sometimes and I love a good lemon with Edward and Bella. I thought I'd make it a little different. Let me know what you think, I answer all reviews! Normally I am ahead on my chapters, but this is the last of my chapter back stock, so I will work as quickly as I can this week to get the next chapter written. This move has wiped all of my time and energy. Real life sucks ASS!

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