Thank you everyone for the reviews and new follows! Glad you're all enjoying the story - and to those past readers joining, I have been tweaking the storyline slightly so not everything is the exact same as before, and that trend will definitely continue.
So I was planning on sending out teasers last night then was overcome with some motivation, and finished off this next chapter so that worked out even better!
A reminder that this story is rated M and you'll see why later - PS I'm so horrible at writing sexy times as you'll see below. Anyways, enjoy!
Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns everything Twilight.
"Alright Bella, that's the last one. Anything else we need?"
I looked over the college application papers in front of me, frowning in thought while I tried to remember if I was all set.
"Nope, I think that's good Dad. Thanks for helping." I smiled up at him, sincerely thankful that I had him. There was no way in hell that I could've filled the mountains of paperwork and finish all the essay writing in time. Our high school teachers really weren't kidding when they stressed the importance of starting applications early.
Note: that would be the first and last time I'd agree that my high school teachers were ever right.
But I was glad that I did finish everything early, because tonight was date night with Edward. Not that we were going anywhere or having this amazing night out. Esme and Carlisle were at a conference for a couple of days, so Alice and I were having a slumber party.
That was actually what everyone else though. But really, tonight was more than that.
Tonight I was losing my virginity to Edward Cullen.
Was I excited? Of course! Was I scared? Absolutely terrified. But it had been more than a year since Edward and I became official. Everyone was beyond ecstatic – apparently they were all rooting for us more than either of us realized. Really though, it was perfect. We grew up together, our families were extremely close, and he treated me better than anyone. Even Charlie didn't make a fuss. After he brought Renee to court and filed for sole custody, his protective dad side was a little bit overwhelming. I couldn't exactly blame him though, I had put him through hell and back. Plus, somehow Renee had gotten off with barely a slap on the wrist – a year of probation and that was it. It was hard for us to accept it, but I wanted to just move on from the hell I had gone through. It was time to move on from all of that and finally live my life.
I hadn't seen or heard from Renee after our last fight and her landing me in the hospital. Charlie had encouraged me to talk to Carlisle about seeking professional help, especially after everything I had gone through over the years. After keeping such a huge secret and being so closed off for so long, it was hard for me to agree with it. So with some more pushing from Charlie and even Edward, I finally agreed. Maybe this was how I would heal from all of that anger and abuse I had gone through, especially the anger. It was always going to be there.
My psychiatrist, Emily, was amazing. She really made me feel like a normal person, and not just some paying patient. She helped me realize that it wasn't my fault, that Renee was sick and I was unfortunately the target of her episodes. So my guilt started to fade away, as did my anger. But in all honesty, I needed much more time to heal. I wasn't going to be a quick fix. And sadly, there were times where I wished I had my mother. I wouldn't tell anyone that, because of the situation and because that was a stupid though tot have. But still, I found myself not angry at her, or even upset at her – I just was numb to anything related to Renee.
Edward stayed back an extra year, claiming that he wanted some more courses in before college but I knew what the real reason was. If I thought Charlie had become protective, then Edward was off the charts with his protective side. But I didn't care – I was lucky. Beyond lucky for that matter. Not only was I in love with the most perfect boyfriend ever, but I had the highest grades in my entire graduating class which meant I was bound to be accepted into the top schools in the country.
Yup, life was definitely good. And tonight was going to make it even better.
Yes, maybe I was only seventeen and maybe this was too soon. But I loved Edward, and he was it for me. There was never and would never be anyone else. We'd messed around a bit, but we've never gone all the way. Problem was, I was really insecure when it came to sex. And the rumours about Edward and his sex life were kind of hard to ignore. So it made me a bit nervous to know that I wasn't as experienced as he was – I wanted to be good for him, and to be good with him.
First things first, I grabbed a pair of matching lace boy shorts and bra, threw on my favourite fitted jeans and deep blue v-neck t-shirt, running downstairs with my backpack to pull on my Vans and head out. Once I'd gotten to the Cullen's, I noticed that Carlisle and Edme's car was already gone. Alice already knew what our plans were tonight, and was actually strangely excited for me, so she played the part.
Edward was still at football practice, still owning the role of team captain and quarterback, so he wouldn't be home for at least another hour. Which gave me enough time catch up with Alice and also make Edward's favourite dinner – chicken parmesan. Being independent and home alone for long periods of time with Renee helped me really hone in on my cooking skills, so I guess there was one good thing that came out of it. By the time I had just finished putting the chicken in the oven, I heard the door open and Edward call out to us. I was finishing off washing the dirty dishes when I felt his arms wrap around my waist and his lips place a soft kiss on my neck.
"Hey beautiful," he whispered as I melted into him. "I missed you."
It was amazing how good he made me feel with just his touch, something I'd never felt before. I leaned back into his arms as he held on to me tighter.
"Missed you too. How was practice?" I turned around and wrapped my hands around his neck. "Coach ease up on you guys?"
"That asshole? Never!" He laughed. "It was good, but exhausting. So now I'm starving and something seriously smells fucking delicious."
"That'd be the chicken parm in the oven, I made your favourite." I couldn't help the stupid beaming smile take over my face as he moaned loudly.
"That's my girl. Always taking care of me. I'll just wash off quickly and be down in a few minutes." I nodded, leaning up to kiss his jaw but pulled back in disgust when I felt a sweat bead trickle onto my lips. Edward laughed and pulled back. "Your fault, told you I needed to wash off. But we'll get to sweating again later, don't you worry."
Thankfully he whispered that last part before running off and leaving me red faced with my jaw dropped, looking like an idiot. I would've probably died right there if Alice overheard too, but luckily she was engrossed in her latest reality show addiction.
Dinner, as expected, was absolutely delicious. Both Edward and Alice loved my cooking so I ensured they'd be enough leftovers for later. Emmett called for his weekly check in, which he started doing after the blowout with Renee, filling us in with what new adventures he'd been up to. Mine and Emmett's relationship became even closer after his birthday, with having a very intense heart to heart the day after. He was like the big brother I wished I could've had, which was a common topic during my therapy sessions, but we were getting better. And that was great.
Before I knew it, our post-dinner movie ended and we started to get ready for bed. I headed to the bathroom and changed into a pair of flannel pants and a tank top before walking into his bedroom. He was lying on his back with his headphones on, but saw me out of the corner of his eye as soon as I was at his door. That adorable crooked smile lit up his face and he patted the bed beside him as I closed the door, walking over and crawling into his bed into my favourite place. Right at his side, snuggling into him. He pulled off his headphones and wrapped his arms around me and nuzzled his face into my hair.
"Thank you for dinner Bells, it was amazing as usual. But I'm sure you already knew that, didn't you?"
I giggled and poked his chest. "Yup, but you can keep the compliments coming." I pulled my head back to look at him and smiled.
"Yeah? And what do I get in return?" He quirked his eyebrow, smirking and his eyes darkening as God knows what dirty thoughts were going through his mind.
Here we go, this is it.
My heart started to race as I built up my courage. This really was it.
"Anything you want," I told him softly, looking at his lips, which lowered themselves onto mine as Edward gave me a chaste kiss.
"Hmm, well you're gorgeous. Amazingly smart. You're the hardest working person I know, and you make me happier than anyone else. Plus you do this really great thing with your tongue that makes me…"
"Edward!" I squealed before realizing how loud I was, as Edward shushed me and laughed before kissing me again, with more force than he had before. I pushed my body flush into his, running my fingers through his hair. He pulled away much too soon, leaving both of us breathless, and leaned his forehead on mine.
"I love you," I whispered, softly stroking his jawline with the back of my hand. And it was true, I loved him with every single fibre of my being.
"I love you too, Bella. Forever and always."
Our saying, which stuck through the good and bad, and the really bad. It meant more to me than he even knew. I leaned up and placed my lips on his again, urging him silently to keep going as he started kissing me even deeper. I grazed my tongue on his bottom lip, making him groan as he brought his hands to my hips and started to life the hem of my top, slowly. I moaned, letting him know I wanted him to keep going, and he did. His hands slowly went up to the bottom of my bra, as he continued to kiss me even hungrily, and grazed the bottom wires.
"Bella, can I?" He whispered, but I had already started to sit up. He pulled off my top and threw it on the ground as I leaned back against the bed. He watched me as I did and leaned back over me and started kissing my hips. The amount of desire going through my body was more than I had experienced, as I closed my eyes in pleasure as his lips moved higher up to my stomach and then the tops of my breasts, I placed both of my hands underneath his shirt, slowly running them up to feel his abs contract against my fingers. He groaned again and sat up, lifting up his shirt and throating it on the ground next to mine, moving back down on top of me and pulling me by my waist to be closer to him. I whimpered as I felt him hard against me, and it all became real at that moment.
"Are you alright?" He asked breathlessly, his voice husky, and hair a bigger mess than it usually was.
"Perfect," I whispered. "Just don't stop."
Without a moment of hesitation, he kissed me again and I wrapped my hands around his neck. Feeling more confident than I ever had been, I shifted my hips and raised them slightly so I rubbed against him, and moaned loader when I felt him. Edward pulled away and hissed, trailing kisses down my jaw and to my neck, sucking on the skin there. His hands went back to my waist and I felt his finger slide under the waistband of my pants, and I begged him to keep going under my breath. Before I knew it, my pants had joined the pile of clothes building on the ground.
Edward leaned back again and just looked at me, taking me in as I watched him. His hand settled on my knee and ran up my thigh, slowly. A slight moan left my lips again as I closed my eyes in pleasure and opened them again as I felt Edwards thumb brush against where I wanted him most.
"Is this okay? You can tell me if you want to stop, we'll stop." He said, although the last thing I wanted was to stop. This was exactly what I wanted, and he knew he did too.
"This is what I want. I want you, Edward. I need you."
That was all the encouragement he needed as he nodded and pulled off his shorts, leaving him only in boxers. He trailed his hands up my sides to my back where he unclasped my bra and threw it off too. I started to feel a little self-conscious as this was the barest I had been in front of him, but it was gone as soon as I felt him cup my breasts and run his thumbs over my nipples. My back arched in pleasure as I bit my lip to keep myself from moaning too loud and Alice hearing us, even if her bedroom was a safe distance away from Edward's.
He took in a deep breath and cursed silently before I felt his lips on my right breast and his tongue graze my nipple and his hand massage my other breast. I whimpered his name, needing him so much at that moment. The foreplay was amazing but I felt like I was going to combust, so I reached down and hooked my fingers under the waist of his boxers and tried to pull them down. When I couldn't reach down any further, he pulled his lips off of my breast and took them off hastily, reaching back and pulling down my panties. He shifted slightly away to reach over to his night table and pulled open a drawer, and that's when I looked at Edward fully naked.
And holy hell, Edward had been blessed when it came to his dick. I felt myself getting even more turned on as I watched him in his full naked glory while he sat back and ripped open the condom package. I watched as he placed it on him and stretched back over me.
"Bells, this is going to hurt for the first little bit, but I promise I'll do whatever I can to make it hurt less. Promise you'll tell me if it hurts too much, okay? I'll stop whenever you tell me to."
"I promise," I replied, and he nodded, looking back down at me spread open and ready for him. He grabbed himself with his hand and started to guide himself into me. I felt his tip touch my heated core and moaned, wanting him inside me so badly. Very slowly, he started easing into me and I could feel myself stretching to accommodate all of him. When he was about halfway in, that's when it really started to hurt and I held my breath against the pain. It wasn't as bad as I had felt before, but it wasn't exactly all that comfortable. Edward asked if I was okay and I nodded, telling him that I was fine and to keep going. When he pushed until he was almost completely in and could go no further, we both sighed – although his was much more of a pleasure filled sigh than mine. Edward wrapped his arm around my back and held onto me by my shoulder as he pulled back out and slowly pushed back in. Slow, still painful, but as he continued it started to feel better. Much, much better.
He kept his pace slow for a while as the pain started to go away and was replaced by a slightly uncomfortable feeling, but I could feel the pleasure taking over as he began to speed up a little bit, making me moan his name even louder. I lifted my legs and wrapped them around him, whimpering as he went deeper and I heard him groan my name. He pulled away slightly, licking his lips and furrowing his eyebrows as his breathing got louder. Placing his forehead on mine, he kept his pace, whispering my name and telling me that he loved me over and over again.
"I'm really close, Bella. I think I'm going to come." He moaned again and I knew he was almost there. I reached around his back and begged him to go faster before lifting up and kissing him as his stroked became more urgent and needy. I felt his muscles against my hands as he swore under his breath again and a long groan came from his mouth before he stopped and almost collapsed on top of me. It was sooner than I had hoped but I didn't expect to climax our first time, I heard it was extremely uncommon anyways.
The only sounds in the room were our shallow breaths as we tried to recover, before Edward pulled out of me, making me wince. He immediately asked me if I was alright, and I couldn't help the huge smile take over my face.
"I'm just perfect. You're perfect. That was perfect. It was just perfect." I rambled in my post-or
He kept his slow pace for a while and then began to speed up a bit, making me moan his name even louder. There was barely any pain left, and I was feeling him fill me over and over again. I lifted up my knees and wrapped my heels around him, whimpering as he went deeper. He pulled away slightly, his bottom lip quivering and eyebrows furrowing as he groaned. Placing his forehead on mine, he started to go faster, whispering my name and that he loved me over and over again.
It was sooner than I'd hoped, but I couldn't hold back any longer before I climaxed, and I felt him follow me shortly. He stayed hovered over me, breathing in shallow breaths before pulling out of me, making me wince. Panicking yet again, he asked if I was alright and I told him I was fine. And I was. Hell, I was more than fine. I just had sex with my boyfriend who I loved more than anything, and it was the most amazing thing I'd ever experienced.