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I moaned as Edward put another chocolate covered strawberry in my mouth, then bringing his lips to mine to wipe of the excess chocolate.
"God," Edward attempted to say as he mumbled into my lips with his still attached to mine, "I love these things." He nibbled at my lower lip before leaving me, I wanted more.
Not for the first time tonight, was I wondering what it would be like to have sex- make love, with Edward, I was sure it would be nothing like what had happened with Phil. Edward would make it more enjoyable for me, he'd pleasure me and not make me go any farther than I wanted to. That was the thing though, did I want to go all the way with Edward?
"What are you thinking about, love?" Edward asked as he laid down on the floor of my father's living room, propping his frame up on his elbow, I continued sitting cross legged on the floor beside him.
"Us, everything, how we are only sixteen and eighteen, live on different sides of the country, yet we share something so deep and special, I've always tried to be somebody that my mother wasn't, I don't want to be a whore, but I had a kid at twelve, I wasn't even a teenager yet, that's what the world see's me as."
"Bella, you are in no way a whore, trust me, what Phil did to you, it was wrong, but you've made the best of a horrid situation, you've done a great job raising Janie, granted, in hindsight, we should have made her fear Emmett just a bit more, but that's what I love about you, I love how you've taken this horrid situation and shouldered it, making it into something beautiful."
"Edward," I said, time for the truth, something I'd been trying to tell him for weeks, something I'd been denying myself for months, maybe even years, three words that would change my life, but for the first time, these three words would change it in a great way. I turned my face towards him and took a deep breath, "I've always been scared to get close to anybody here, but you and your family inserted themselves so neatly that I couldn't help but become your best friend, the girl you learned to love in more than just a sisterly way, you love my daughter, for who she is. Most men would run away from her, from me, make me choose between her and him, it would be no contest on who would win that, you've watched silently as I dated those jerks, you waited for me. You where and will always be the perfect guy for me, when you are gone, my heart hurts, when you are near, I get sweaty palms, you've accepted me, baggage and all, Edward, I love you."
I didn't say any more, his lips where on mine almost before I got the words out, but I'd gotten them out, I'd finally told the man who loved me that I loved him as well. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he lowered my body to a laying position on the floor, he started kissing my neck, while my fingers worked at his button down shirt.
I loved the feel of his lips on my neck, we'd never gone that far before, I'd always froze up or pushed away when we got to close to dangerous territory, because I was scare or because Jane was here, but tonight, I wasn't scared, Jane was with Emmett, I was with the man I loved, who loved me.
"Bella, tell me if you want me to stop," Edward managed to say, but I shook my head, I wasn't ready for him to leave my body, I never wanted his lips off my body. Edward left my body but stood up, his button down shirt open, I marveled at his sculpted six-pack.
Edward carefully picked me up, I wrapped my arms around him and we went to the bed room. He laid me gently on the bed and began to tug my pants off, I lifted my butt to help him, I felt his eyes lingering on where my panties, black and lace, resided.
"You dressed up for me," Edward said, a twinkle in his eyes. I didn't say a word, I waited for him to find the matching bra that was up higher.
I set up on my elbows and attempted to remove my shirt, but I couldn't while situated on my elbows, Edward helped, he grabbed the shirt and jerked it off me, I lost my balance on my elbows and fell back as he finished getting the shirt off.
"So, gorgeous," he said, his eyes traveling the length of my body, but to me he was still a little under dress, I set up and slipped his shirt off, he got the idea and helped, removing his belt and his pants following until he was in his boxers only.
"I'm going to have to ditto that previous statement," I whispered, pulling his lips back towards mine.
My phone was ringing, I looked at the clock, we'd only been out for about thirty minutes, we hadn't even made love yet, but what we'd just done was amazing to say the least. I saw that it was only nine that evening, and I worried about who could be calling. I wished for the phone to stop ringing, but it wouldn't, I rolled off to one side and grabbed it. It was Esme.
"Esme, what's wrong," I asked, switching into panic mode. She'd known that tonight was just Edward and I time.
"Bella, you need to get to the hospital, there was a car accident."
The phone fell from my hand, as soon as it hit the floor, it snapped shut, but I didn't notice it because I was already rushing around the room.
"Edward," I said, putting clothes on. "Edward, wake up."
"What," he said groggily.
"Esme just called, there's been an accident."
That woke him up and he was putting on his clothes, leaving his shirt un-buttoned and pulling me out the door while I was still getting dressed, I zipped my pants up and slid the shirt over my head, just as we made it to the door, I barely remembered to lock the house as we ran out.
We jumped into his truck and I don't think any speed limit law was obeyed that night. We made it to the hospital in record time.
Rosalie and Alice where sitting in the waiting room, Jasper was sitting between them, one arm thrown around each of them.
"Bella," Esme said, coming over.
"Jane?" I asked, panic lacing my voice, Edward put a hand on the small of my back.
"She's awake, Emmett and her where driving to get ice cream, you know she's got Emmett wrapped around her fingers, drunk driver swerved into his lane, but he missed them by flinging the car on to the other side, his passenger's side got the damage, Jane's got a broken arm, Emmett broke his leg, but they are both fine, the other driver's fine as well."
"Can I see her?"
Esme nodded and motioned for a nurse. She introduced me, and I was lead by myself to a white room, where Jane laid on the bed, her arm in a purple cast, she was laughing at something on television. She looked up when she heard me come in.
"Mommy," she smiled at me before turning her attention back to the television. I pulled up a chair, waiting for my baby girl to talk. The show ended and she turned towards me.
"How you feeling, baby?"
"Fine, Uncle Emmie?" Worry crossed her face as she asked. I smiled.
"Fine, he broke his leg. Did pop-pop fix your arm?"
Before she could answer, I heard a howl of pain from another area of the ER. I knew it belonged to Emmett, I worried over him, but willed it not to show on my face.
"Baby, did pop-pop fix your arm?" I asked again, I could see Jane was near tears, she'd known who'd screamed in pain.
She nodded and I started flipping through channels for a new show. Finally settling for a cartoon, she settled back in and I held her hand.
"Mommy, check on Uncle Emmie, he sick."
I nodded and left the room, not wanting to, but I needed to reassure my daughter that Emmett was fine. I glanced around, looking for Carlisle, I spotted him coming out from a curtained room, I could hear Emmett and his mother talking. Pain laced Emmett's voice.
"Bella, good, I wanted to speak to you."
"She's fine, right, Esme said she was awake when I walked in."
"Charlie had to okay the EMT's to give her some pain medicine that let her sleep while we fixed her arm. Her arm was broken in three places, we had to put some of the bone back in the body, once we got that fixed, we let her come around and choose what color she wanted. Emmett as I'm sure you just heard, refused pain medicine as we had to fix his leg, I had to over ride some of his authority and give him something for the pain. He thinks this is all his fault."
"It isn't, though, he couldn't help that somebody was drunk and driving."
"I'm going to check on Jane, I'm going to release her shortly, so I'd suggest you and Edward head back to the house with her, or you are more than allowed to come to our place, it's up to you."
I smiled as I walked to the curtain that covered Emmett and his broken leg.
"Bella, I'm so sorry," Emmett said, tears where running down his face. I did the only thing I could think of, I smacked him.
"That is for thinking you did anything wrong, suck it up and get your cast on so you can go tell my daughter that everything is fine. She is worried sick about you, and you are sitting here, refusing medicine and crying," I said, not mad at him, but just needing him to realize that he'd done nothing wrong, but at the same time it was nice to know that even Emmett cried, making him just as human as the next person.
Emmett looked at the floor and I turned and walked out, running into Edward.
"That smack was just heard round the world. Good job," he said, putting his arm around me and leading me back to Jane's cubical, she was watching her cartoon's still.
"Ed," she acknowledged him, her eyes never leaving the television. Carlisle was checking her vitals, then pulled me out when he was done.
"Just sign the release forms and she's free to go," he told me and went off to another patent, I heard the metallic clicks of crutches, I looked to find Emmett hobbling his way towards me.
"Hey, kiddo," he said as I pulled the curtain back for him.
"Uncle Emmie," Jane said, finally looking towards the curtains.
"I love that color, they wouldn't let me have anything but white," Emmett pouted. Jane smiled before returning to her show.
"Janie, you about ready to go home?" I asked, she nodded and I went to sign the papers.
"Mommy," Jane cried from her bed room, I woke with a start and raced in there, hoping that her arm still wasn't bothering her. I scooped her up in a hug as soon as I got to the room and saw her crying. A clap of thunder shook the house.
"Baby, what's wrong."
"I'm scared," she said, shaking in my arms. Then I remembered, while I'd been flying high with Edward, the night of the accident, Emmett and Jane had been going to get ice cream in a thunderstorm, causing Jane to have nightmare's each time it stormed.
"Shh..." I told her, soothing her, before picking her up and moving her to my room that had a queen size bed. I wondered if Emmett was being affected by storms the same way as Jane was, I'd ask him tomorrow.
I started to fall back to sleep, just as another clap of thunder caused the house to shake. Jane whimpered and I realized we wouldn't be sleeping much tonight. I looked at the clock on my nightstand, three am, I grabbed my phone and dialed the number I knew by heart.
"Hello?" The velvet voice asked as he picked up the phone.
"Storm," I answered, the great thing about three hour time difference between Edward and I was that if Jane woke in fear any time before three, there was a good chance Edward was still awake and could talk to me until she fell back to sleep.
"I'm sorry, it's raining here as well," Edward said. "Not storming though, how is she?"
"Shaking and scared," I told him.
"Mommy, Ed?" Jane asked and I handed the phone off to her. He'd get her to sleep shortly. He'd tell her a bed time story or would hum her a lullaby.
Sure enough, about three minutes after I'd handed the phone over, it started to slip from her grasp, I grabbed it and brought it back to my ear.
"I hate storms, Edward."
"It will get better, I promise, it's only been two weeks since the accident. I miss you."
"I miss you too, I just wish you where here to sooth both of us."
"Me too, baby. So what are you doing?"
"Thinking about you and how I wish it wasn't storming and Jane was in her own bed and you where here, in my bed, with Charlie at the station," I hinted, okay, so we'd been practicing phone sex for the last few weeks, we had to be prepared for when the real thing happened.
"Can you get Jane moved back to her room?"
"No, but I could go to the bathroom and attempt to get off there, but it would have to be fast."
"I can't do fast tonight," he growled, I'd awoken the sleeping beast within him.
"Well, than I guess it's my turn to make you orgasm over the phone, but it will be one sided," I tried to make my voice a bit more seductive.
I checked to see how out of it Jane was, dead to the world, her blond curls formed a halo around her head, but what I was doing tonight, wouldn't make me an angel.
"I really want to put my hot mouth on you, kiss you everywhere I possible could, including," I let his imagination take over, it worked because he moaned. "I'd take my sweet time as I deep throat you, up and down, repeatedly," I heard something in the background and knew that Edward was pumping himself.
Then I was rewarded with "fuck, Bella," I almost cried out in pleasure and I wasn't even getting any.
"Well, that just made me a bit wet," I told him, "then you'd cum for me, I'd suck your cock dry, then I'd start all over again with a different area of my body. Did you cum for me, baby?"
"Oh, shit, best phone orgasm ever, not as great as the real thing but it was amazing."
What I didn't tell him was that I don't think I could ever do this to him in person, I'd freeze up, it had been Phil's thing to make me do when I was so young. It's been four years and I still was scared to give my boyfriend head.
"Bella," Edward said, he must have noticed my silence. "You okay?"
"Fine, just thinking about how your big, juicy cock would feel inside me, how I'd be tight for you and scream as you plunged into me, each time a little further, I'd let some very dirty words, like fuck and shit, would fall out of my mouth."
"Um... baby say 'fuck me, Edward'," he groaned and I knew he was back to pumping himself, this time with a toy he'd bought not to long ago. He'd told me all about this toy, how it stimulated a vagina, not as great as the real thing, but it'd do, he'd even named it Bella.
"Fuck me, Edward," I groaned, looking quickly at my daughter to make sure she was still sound asleep, which she was, she didn't know anything about what was going on. "Edward, just ram it in and fuck me already."
"Holy shit and all thing seductive, that was amazing," he grunted. I let my imagination go for a few seconds and I saw him in the apartment that he shared all by himself, pumping himself wherever the hell he'd been when I'd called. I could hear him panting over the phone line and suddenly hoped that Charlie hadn't tapped my phone. "That was amazing, I'm sorry you didn't get to enjoy it though."
"Trust me, I enjoyed it immensely, now, tell me why I can't just us a dildo to take my virginity?"
Edward and I had talked, even though, I'd clearly lost my virginity, I knew that it hadn't been the way most women lost their virginity's, so we'd come to the agreement that I was still a virgin, but I was starting to get scared about losing it to another person, I'd asked him if I could just do it myself, but he'd refused.
"Because it's gonna belong to me, plus, it might hurt the first time," he said, we'd went through various scenario's trying to decide if our first time would hurt me, I'd seen Edward's little buddy and knew that something that big, crammed into me would hurt weather he did it gentle or rough, he argued that since I'd had a kid, I'd already stretched enough that it would be fine, but then I went into how that had been almost four years ago. Then he'd said something along the line's of wanting me to be tight over loosey goosey, I'd cracked up laughing and that had been the end of the conversation. The next night, I'd started doing vagina tightening exercises.
"We don't know that, but I need to get off, we do have classes in the morning."
"Hey, it's only twelve thirty here," Edward said, laughing into the phone.
"But it's three thirty here, thanks for getting my daughter to sleep."
"I'll see you in four weeks," Edward said, "I love you."
"Four weeks, I'm holding you to that," four weeks was when Jane would get her cast off. Something I was ready for, she'd hit me on accident the other morning, and that sucker hurt. "Love you, too," I yawned as I hung up the phone, then fell asleep to dreams of Edward.