NOTES: Okay, so here's the deal. Pretend you went through some time loophole. As you will see, Connor and Bella have been together for a while now. The reason I am just going to skip to this, is because...well...I'm lazy. I have like 10 chapter after this that I had written a while back and I am ready to finally upload them. I just got impatient. :D Enjoy ;)

Chapter Sixteen

My Fun Confession Session

"Your are to me! I'm not going to give up on you until you tell me you don't want me anymore. Baby, believe it or not, I truely care about you. Bella, I have been alone for decades. No friend, no partner, no one. Even living in a foster home I was alone. I've met people here and there, but none of them were significant. I don't want you to leave, and I don't want to go anywhere. I know something happened to you, and whatever it is, whoever it was that did this to you, I'm not that person! I am different. You can't base me on someone's else's mistakes. You obviously came here to start a new life, so why not just start that new life with me? Start fresh. Forget anything from your past life, and just start new here. With me."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Connor had it all right. He had no ability to read my mind, or feel my emotions, yet he had just read me like an open book, and it almost brought me to my knees. Everything he had just said was right, and I knew it. Connor had just bared his soul to me, and told me he loved me, and strangely enough, I knew that I loved him too. And in another stange twist of emotions, I felt like I was betraying Edward. But I had been on my own, without Edward for over a year now. We were still married by law, but our marriage had died the day in the meadow. It had come to a point now where I needed to tell Connor everything. All the reasons why my heart would never fully be his. How even though I did love him, I would have to tell him what had happened in my 'past life' that had caused me to be so emotionally challenged. It would bring back all the old pain, but he had to know.

Play by play, I told Connor everything that I had stored away deep in the back of my mind. Hidden memories that I had made sure I would never think of. I explained about when I had first moved to Forks. I told him about my parents, about school. My school friends and about the first time I saw the Cullens. I told him everything about each of my new family, and about me and Edward. I tried to tell him, the best I could, about the relationship between Edward and me. I could feel the lump in my throat get caught and hurt as it stayed there while I talked about Edward in every detail. I thought it would be harder than this to be so open with Connor. It surprised me how easily everything flowed out with such ease, as if I were writing it in a journal and knew that no one would ever read it. It was an odd though, Connor was like my own personal journal. Putting all my thoughts and feelings into him, and somehow knowing that no one would ever know, because deep down, I trusted him.

I looked up slightly, to meet Connor's eyes. He was staring at the ground, his hands were in his pockets, and the expression on his face was that of deep thought. I looked back down at my feet, and began pacing back and forth as I continued relaying my memories to him. I told him about James, prom, and Italy. I told him about Jacob, Victoria, and my graduation. I explained in detail our wedding, and my transformation into becoming a vampire. Then I got to the hard part. I took in a deep breath and started telling Connor about the meadow, and about my seperation. I finished up about why and when I decided to go on my own.

I had abruptly stopped pacing, but it was not on my own accord. Connor had grabbed me into his arms and held me tighter than anyone had in a long time. I wrapped my arms around his waist and buried my face into his muscular chest. Retelling this story didn't make me start sobbing like I'd expected. I did, however, feel lighter. Like a weight had been lifted off of me, and I was happy that I had told him everything. I had finally forced myself to talk about it all, and it made me feel better. His strong arms were still wrapped tightly around me and I felt so unbelievably safe. I also felt a twinge of need between my legs. With me in between them, I placed my hands firmly on his stomach. I snaked them up this his hard chest, up past his collarbone and lightly up the back of his neck. He tensed a little when I did this, but I knew he wouldn't be for long. His hands were on my back, and I could feel them slither their way up the back of my shirt. His hands were grasping at my the back of my bra, and quickly unfastened it. He grabbed me up into his arms and began kissing me passionately.

I kissed Connor back with all the love I had for him. I pulled away from him, long enough to look into his eyes. They were pitch black, but I could still see that this man wanted nothing but me. That I was the sexiest thing he had ever laid eyes on and possibly that he felt like he wasn't good enough for me. I grabbed his held, without saying a word, and dragged him behind me to my bedroom. This whole time that Connor had lived with me, he never once had been in my room. I pulled him into the room, and closed the door behind me. When I turned around, he had stopped his focus on me, and was looking around my room. His mouth was slightly open, and his eyes were all over the place, surveying my room. I could see why he seemed surprised. For a woman, there wasn't much to my room. Especially since I spent a lot of time in here. No tv, no music, nothing but my bed and necessities. The only thing that would catch his attention were the stacks and stacks of sketchbooks sprawled out all over my floor.

"Another time for that." I grabbed his hand and yanked at it so that his attention would come back to me. His hand went to the back of my neck, cradling my head as he went back to kissing me. I grabbed at his jeans, fumbling with the button and unzipping them quickly. I swiftly unbuttoned my jeans, as he led us to the edge of my bed. I pulled his shirt up, and since he was much taller than me, he took his shirt off himself, grinning at the fact that I couldn't do it. I marveled at his stone chest. His body was perfection. His stomach was strong too. He wasn't huge, but any means. Huge would be Emmett, but Connor was something in the middle of Emmett and Edward. It seemed I was taking to long ogling at his body, because Connor started laughing and then ripped my shirt clean off, pulling my bra off with it. "My turn to stare."

And I didn't care. I felt like a goddess around him. So it didn't matter at all that he was staring at my half-naked body. Smiling slightly, I pushed down my jeans, slowly, to give effect. I was suddenly glad that I had chosen my sexy panties today. I took the couple of steps so that my body and breasts were firmly against his. We were so close together, it almost seemed like we were trying to become one in another. I stepped back and gently shoved Connor backwards, causing him to land on my bed. I grabbed at the waist of his jeans, and yanked them down, off of his legs, and flung them behind me. His cock was hard as a rock and begged for me to help with it's release. Connor sat up, and grabbed my waist, pulling me on top of him. I giggled as he started kissing my neck, licking along my collarbone, sending chills through me. I let out a low hiss, as his hand squeezed and rubbed slow circles around my nipple. Pulling his face up to mine, I began kissing him, our tongues exploring each other's mouth. I scooted my body down, getting onto my hands and knees as I started licking and nibbling all over his body. I drew small circles around nipples, kissing along his ribcage, down his stomach, following the trail that led from his belly button. I kissed all along his hair line, and with one hand I grabbed hold of the throbbing cock that was calling me. Rubbing my hand up and down I looked at Connor as he watched me, his eyes to me had turned into a deeper, darker black. Staring him in the eyes, I placed my tongue at the base of his dick, slowly bringing it up his shaft, to the head, before plunging it into my mouth.

Connor let out a deep, chesty growl as my hand worked with my mouth in perfect unison up and down his cock. Every now and then I would plunge him deep into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. "Shit Bella." I felt his hands grab a hand full of hair at the back of my head as he guided my head, letting me know how fast or how slow he was wanting me to go. After a moment I brought him out of my mouth, my tongue licked around his head. "Dammit Bella." Connor grabbed me just under my arms and pulled me up on top of him again, kissing me ferociously. His hands ran down my back and he cupped my ass and scooted me foward to where I was sitting on his chest. I could feel my juices leaking out of me, and onto his skin, and knowing this made me moan.

"Bella, scoot up further and get on your knees.", he demanded.

I did as he asked me, and almost immediately I felt his tongue flick across my petruding nub. Waves of pleasure shot up through my stomach making my buck ever so slightly on his face. One of his hands was kneading my ass which the other had his fingers probing my leaking center. His lapped up the juices that dropped out as I felt his middle finger explore and stroke my inner walls. Loud hisses and groans filled the air as I felt myself get close to my breaking point. "Oh god Connor! Oh god!"

"Not yet baby, not yet." Connor pleaded with me to hold off on my release as his lips nibbled and his tongue tickled my clit. My walls clenched around his finger as I tried to fight the pleasure that was taking over me. His big hands felt so good on me and his finger was pushing in all the right places. His tongue owned my clit and I swear I was starting to see stars. "Fuck, Connor, I'm going to-."

"No your not.", he growled at me as he grabbed my waist, yanking me off his face. He flung me onto my back, ripping of my black panties in one swift movement. As my back hit the mattress, he jammed his cock deep inside me, grinding and pumping, his pace meeting mine as my hips bucked against his. This wasn't aggressive, this was pure passion. And I was loving every minute of it. Placing his arm underneath my back, Connor pulled me up into his lap, grinding further into me. I smashed my breasts against his chest and wrapped my arms around his neck, grabbing the back of his head. I hissed as my walls tightened around him as my release came strong as ever.

'That's right baby, cum all over me." Connor hissed in my ear as I felt his release pushed strong inside me, his dick throbbing against my clenched walls. We sat there in each other's arms for the longest moment before he kissed me up my neck, meeting my waiting lips.

Laying me down, he pulled out of me and laid next to me, pulling the covers over us. We didn't sleep, we just laid there with out eyes closed, Connor cradling me the whole night.

This was nice.

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