N/A: Ok, so I've had a few reviews, and now this chapter is dedicated to…kaosgurl00 and BelloTopaOcchi. Everyone else, I really, really appreciate your reviews, but these ones really stood out! So, as I mentioned before, this is a 'memories' (well, I didn't mention that bit before, but this bit) and 'memories' are not in the right order, so all those who have questions about the wedding, be patient!

Oh, and this may be a little…well A LOT ….lemony…And DO NOT READ THIS IF YOUR NAME IS JU97JU97!

Chapter 6: Memories III

"Bella…." Edward whispers my name hoarsely in my ear. His weight atop me is so insubstantial, I barely feel him, and my skin burns where his ice cold fingertips graze it.

"Edward." I reply. I sound sure, confident, but I feel anxious, excited, and I long for him. His touch, his every breath, sends a thrill throughout my aching body. I arch my back every so slightly, and Edward groans in pleasure.

He laughs a little. "Bella…you have no idea…" He trails off and groans again.

His hands snake gently down my body, leaving an icy cold path, that makes me shiver. He immediately stops, looks at me, his eyes full of worry. He gently strokes my face. "Are you too cold? I can stop…" I see the pain in his eyes, and shake my head. The truth is I only shivered because I need him. I need him in me. His hand scoops under my chin and raises my face to meet his. His kiss is passionate, and it leaves me gasping for air. He chuckles at my breathlessness.

"If you're gasping for air after that…how are you going to be after this?" He gently slides his hand down my body, and starts making the tiniest of circles on my thigh. I sigh in pleasure. He kisses me now. Everywhere, until my body is burning. My head spins and all I want is to hear him say my name again.

"Bella…" Right on cue. As he always has been. I wriggle a little under him, until his hands are just where I need them. I smile to myself. I like being in control. He chuckles, and slips inside me. I groan, and arch my back; my heart seeming like it will explode within me. I can't stop crying out, and Edward has to remind me to be a little quieter. I giggle, and Edward's rhythm mounts a little, until we are both at our climax. We peak together, then drop over the edge. It is like we have journeyed to the top of a mountain, and I am scared to drop over the edge. But suddenly, Edward is right beside me, and I know he won't let me hurt myself. So I take his hand, and we fall together, down into the unknown.

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I wake to Edward's icy hand in my hair, and sigh in contentment. What happened last night must have been a beautiful dream, and I am not ready to open my eyes, to dispel it, just yet.

"Good morning sleepy-head!" Edward's voice forces me to open my eyes, and when I do, I groan. I'm still dreaming. Only in a dream would I find myself in a sunny villa, in Edward's naked arms, glittering from the sunlight pouring in through the window.

"Go away!" I turn over and bury my head in a pillow.

"Is that anyway to great your new husband?" I sit bolt upright, and stare at him. The crooked smile I love is fading, quickly to be replaced by concern. "Bella? Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost!" He smiles a little at his own joke.

"I'm dreaming. I have to be dreaming." I groan again as Edward pulls back the covers.

"No, you're not. How can I convince you? Hmm….Will this convince you?" And he scoops me up into a passionate kiss, and it reminds me of last night. Of my dream .I shake my head.

"You're still a dream." I smile at Edward, and Edward smiles at me, but he looks confused.

"You're not dreaming. I swear on it." He makes a solemn priest-like face, and it causes me to giggle uncontrollably. The sound startles me.

"Oh! I'm not dreaming." Edward chuckles at my sudden revelation.

"No."(He agrees) "You're not." And then gently kisses my open mouth.