Hello everyone, sorry it took longer this time, but I've been busy. In this chapter you will find, both Bella and Edward's POV, hope you like and if you do, don't forget to REVIEW.

BPOV

We drove in silence, the sky was clean and full of stars and the night was warm, my heart was pacing with anticipation, I would be spending the night with Edward, in his bed. Things between us had been intense all day, oh God, sometimes I felt like my body was going to literally burn with the desire I felt for him.

Especially after last night I knew he felt the same, and how hard it was for him to be able to stop, I wanted to make it easier for him, but the way he touched me, the way his body felt against mine made me forget about everything, all I wanted was to feel him…it was insane.

"We're home."- He said closing the garage door.-"You were very quiet, what were you thinking about?"- He got out and came to help me out of the jeep.

"Why do you always ask me that?"- He smiled and took my hands in his.

"It depends, sometimes because you get this intense look and I get worried, other times, like now you have happiness all over you face and you smile, and I get really curious."

"Well, I was thinking about you, about us, about tonight."- He smiled and kissed my lips gently.

"So, what do you want to do?"- I knew exactly what I wanted to do and my expression must have showed that.-"Everything but that, Ms Swan."- He said smiling.

"Kill joy."- I said pouting; he smiled and pulled me close to him, looking deeply in my eyes.

"Bella, please be patient…You know I want that as badly as you do, but not while I'm still your teacher, try to understand."

"I understand to a point but I was just teasing you."- I lifted my feet and kissed him.

"I really don't want this to become a problem between us."- He said with a concerned look.

"Don't worry, I just get a little carried away sometimes, but what can I do, I'm hopeless against your hotness."- I said laughing and he just rolled his eyes took my bag and started to walk inside the house.

"Seriously, Bella, what do you want to do?"

"Maybe a shower first, is that ok?"

"Sure. That is actually a great idea; I can still smell the barbecue on me."

"Oh…I was wondering why you seemed even more mouthwatering."

"You are impossible."- He said laughing, I followed him to his bedroom, and he put my bag on top of the bed, he turned and looked at me.-"You can use this bathroom, give me just a minute to get my things."- He went inside and came back with his toiletries. He came close to me and kissed me.-"Thank you for agreeing to this, I'm so happy you are here."- He kissed me again and left before I could say anything.

I got my things and went in the bathroom; I took a long shower, remembering the amazing day we had. I got out dried myself, combed my hair, and went to my bag trying to decide what I should wear. I decided not wear the same pajamas I had the night before, but instead I chose one with pants, a tank top and a matching fitting jacket covering my skin. I wanted to make things as easy as I could.

I walked back to the bedroom and checked my phone for the first time; it was so easy to forget about the rest of the world when I was with Edward.

My mom had called a couple of times and had left a message just checking on how I was; I typed a text to her saying that everything was fine and that I would call her in the morning. Jacob had also called, so I texted him saying that I was spending the weekend with my boss.

I went downstairs and when I was half way down the stairs I the sound of music from a piano filled the house. I followed the sound and found Edward sitting on the piano playing, he was barefooted and wearing what looked like dark flannel pants and a grey tight t-shirt, he looked beautiful, with his eyes closed feeling the music. I didn't recognize the melody he was playing but it was beautiful, I leaned against the couch watching him in silence.

He finished and just set with his hands on the keys and his eyes closed, completely overwhelmed by that music, I slowly walked behind him and put my arms around him holding him tightly and kissed his cheek.

"That was beautiful."- I whispered in his ear and I felt him shiver under my touch.

"You liked it?"- He asked and patted the bench for me to take a seat next to him.

"Yes, but I didn't recognized it. What is it?"

"Well it kind of doesn't have a name yet."

"What do you mean?"

"It's new…"- My mouth dropped in surprise.

"You wrote it?"- He nodded. He never seemed to stop amazing me.-"Wow…it's beautiful, Edward."- He turned to me and looked deep in my eyes.

"It's about you…"- He said shyly.-"I wrote it the night you said you loved me."- Tears flooded my eyes and he smiled.

"Play it again, please."- Leaned against his shoulder and closed my eyes as I listen to the beautiful melody, tears streamed down my cheeks. Never in my wildest dreams had I seen myself with someone like Edward, someone capable of expressing his feelings like this. He finished playing and turned to face me, gently whipping my tears.-"Thank you. I don't have words powerful enough to tell you what I am feeling right now."- I whispered to him.

"You don't have to say anything…"- He said against my lips kissing me softly, I felt my emotions take over my body, that was burning up with the desire I felt, my hands gripping his shirt as I tried to control myself, I closed my eyes and took deep breaths.-"What's wrong."- He asked in a concerned voice.

"Shh…be quiet, I'm trying not to attack you."- I said in uneven breaths and he chuckled.

"What?"

"You have no idea what I'm feeling right now, if you did you would probably start running."- He smiled.

"Oh, my love, what am I going to do with you and your hormones?"- He said hiding his laughter and holding me tightly.

"I don't know…but I have to confess my minds if full of ideas right now."- I took another deep breath.

"What about another song, I'll play and you try to guess what it is?"- He asked studying me.

"That's great."- He started to play and I immediately recognized it.-"Clair de Lune, right?"

"You knew it?"

"My mom is a fan of the classics."

"Hum…what about this one."- He played and the melody was familiar…

"It's the song from this morning."

"Very good."- He played a few more some I knew others I didn't and when that was the case he would explain to me, who the composer was, when it was written, he had a deep knowledge in music, it was fascinating to hear him talk.

"Do you have anymore that you have written?"

"Not many."

"Play another one, please."- He thought for a little bit.

"This one I wrote for my mother."- He played this calm beautiful song and I couldn't take my eyes of him, he was just perfect.

"I love you."- I whispered, he stopped playing and closed his eyes, my hands moved slowly to his neck and locked themselves in his hair and I pulled him against my lips kissing him deeply and slowly just like he usually did. I got up without breaking our kiss and set on his lap putting my legs around his waist and he groaned against me.-"I want you so much…".- I whispered breathless and pulling him into a another kiss, and his lips got hungrier, his hands pulling me against him. He got up lifting me with him and pushing me against the piano, the keys sounding in protest, as our bodies moved against each other trying to satisfy the intense desire we felt.

"Oh…you make me go insane…"- He whispered pushing himself against me; I could feel every part of him and the way he was reacting making me want him even more, I was panting losing control. But after awhile he slowed down, leaning his forehead against mine.-"Hum… I guess no more music…"- He whispered, smiling.

"Sorry…"- I said, hiding my face in his chest.-"I just can't help it."-He gently pulled away and set back down still holding me, he looked at me with a puzzled look.

"Are you cold?"- He asked.

"No, why do you ask?"

"You are wearing a jacket."

"Oh…Well I wanted to make things easier for you."- He laughed.

"Really? Hum, I don't think that is working, do you?"- I felt my cheeks blush.

"At least I tried."I said with a fake innocent look.

He gently removed my legs from his waist and lifted me in his arms, taking me to the couch and turning on the TV.

"Would you like something to eat or drink?"

"No, thanks I'm fine."

"What do you usually do on a Saturday night?"- He asked curiously.

"Hum…I don't really know, watch movie, read a book, study."

"Have you finished the book I gave you?"

"I'm half way through, it's so good, it's amazing how his books keep getting better, I always think that I'm not going to be surprised, but the ending always blows me away. I read the other day that they are making a movie about the first book."- He studied my face for awhile.-"I can't believe know even knows who this guy is, there are no photos, anything."

"Would you like to meet him?"- I gasped.

"You know him?"- He smiled that crooked smile that made me melt.

"Intimately."

"Really? What is he like? Is he old? I always thought he was old, I mean the way he writes…he must had a full live, experienced all kinds of different things…Why doesn't he show is face? His he ugly? Maybe he is disfigured due to an accident or something, that's why he doesn't want anyone to know about him"- He just look at me and burst into laughter.

"Come with me."- He said turning off the TV, he got my hand and pulled me to his office; he looked around to the unopened boxes until he found the one he was looking for, on the outside it said «A.M. awards», he picked up the box , put it on top of his desk, opened it and removed something from the inside. It was carefully wrapped in paper, he unwrapped the first one, and another, until there were several beautiful crystal awards on top.- "Read the inscriptions."- He said looking at me hesitantly.

I read all of the inscriptions and they were all, about books, like best writer, best book, and best plot.

"I don't get it".- I could tell he was trying to tell me something. He then opened a locked drawer and took from the inside a pilled of sheets of paper and put them down on the desk, he took the first one and hand it to me. It was a print of a front page of a novel, by Anthony Masen an original print. My mind ran in circles, what was he trying to tell me? He just stood there looking at me reading my face waiting for my reaction.

"Why do you have all of these things? Why do you keep them?"- I asked completely lost.

"Well they belong to me."He said hesitantly and then all the pieces got together in my mind, and I was shocked.

"Does this mean, what I think it means?"- I asked.-"Are you trying to tell me that YOU ARE Anthony Masen?"- The words echoed in my mind.

"Yes."

"Wow…"- Was all I could say, he didn't move and just looked at me not sure of what to do.-"I don't know what to say…"

"I started to write when I was about twelve; it was kind of an outlet for everything I wasn't able to say. I would just get an idea and couldn't stop until I was done, I wrote dozens of stories, but I've only published three so far."

"Why didn't you use your real name?"- He thought for a bit.

"I never actually meant to publish anything but once Alice read the first three, she showed them to my parents and to Jasper, and they kind of convinced me to do it, but I didn't want to like become a celebrity or something, I don't like to stand out, like my privacy. So we came up with «Anthony Masen». Anthony is actually my middle name and Masen was my grandmother's single name."

"Wow…this is huge…I really don't know what to say…"- I had no idea what to think, so my boyfriend who was also my teacher, a genius and now a famous writer, man! I was torn between being excitedly shock and feeling like a loser, because if I found it hard to believe he could actually love me before, now it seemed impossible. How could a man like him even be the attracted to me? And if he was, how long until he realized how plain I was, and he would leave and I would die…Oh God I was so pathetic, didn't we almost did it against the piano just now? How many times had he told me he loved me just today? Didn't he just play the most beautiful melody he wrote for me? Why was I feeling so insecure? Oh my God…my boyfriend his Anthony Masen, ok so I chose to be excited, I wanted no drama in my life right now.

"What are you thinking about?"- He asked in a concerned voice.-"Does it bother you? Because this is nothing to me, I don't really need this…"- I closed my eyes trying to gather my thoughts. Was he saying that he would stop publishing his books for me? I felt so stupid about my insecurities, but can you blame me? Look at him…

"You would do that for me?"- He came closer and put his harms around me, looking deeply in my eyes.

"Bella, I don't want anything to come between us, if this is problem, I'll make it go away, because the thought of losing you is unbearable."- Ok, so my heart was swelling now and the rest of me was melting, how can anyone resist that?

"No, I don't want you to do that, first that would be very selfish of me and secondly and most important you would be depriving the world of your brilliant mind. The thing is… I'm shocked, overwhelmed, blown away, freaking out… I don't know if it is because I'm standing in front of Anthony Masen or to find out he is actually my boyfriend."- He smiled widely.

"Boyfriend, I love the sound of that…"- He said pulling me into a deep consuming kiss, which made me forget my own name and I guess that was his intention.-"Are you sure this is not a problem?"- He whispered in my ear.

"If I say no, will you kiss me like that again?"- I asked and he chuckled.

"Hum…probably."

"In that case…think this can become a huge problem…"- He smiled and kissed me again, deeply, our tongues moving slowly, his arms around me pulling against him.

"Is it better now?"- He asked between breaths.

"Oh, no…we should definitely discuss it more…"- And I pulled him back to my lips.-"I really love your arguments…"- I said smiling against his lips when we pulled away for air.

"Does that mean you're convinced?"

"I still have a lot of reservations…maybe we should discuss this in a more suitable place, like the bedroom."- He looked at me smiling and lifted me and carried me to his bedroom.

"You better behave…or I won't be held responsible for my behavior."

"Uh…promise?"- I asked biting my lower lip and he rolled his eyes.

"You know the pool is not far away."- He said with a menacing look and I hid my face in his chest. He gently laid me on the bed and I moved over to give him room to lay down next to me. I turned on my side to face him and he did the same, but use his elbow to support his weight.- "Seriously, are you ok with that?"- He said tucking my hair behind my ear.

"Hum…so you are Anthony Masen…I don't know…It's kind of weird, I really imagined him to be older and look at you…this is completely insane. I have to confess it kind of makes me feel like a loser, look at you, a genius, awesome teacher, amazing writer and I'm…I'm just me, and all my insecurities come crashing down and I start to think that you will soon realize that and you'll be bored and…"- His lips crushed mine in a passionate kiss.

"Don't ever say that, my love. You are amazing; you need to start believing in yourself."- He said before kissing me again, he sure knew how to make me feel better.

"Thank you, I need that."- He smiled.

"Anytime."

"Hum…you shouldn't have said that."- I said pulling him into a long deep slow kiss, and another, and another.

EPOV

We have been kissing for God know how long, this was definitely the longest make out session I had ever have. But I just couldn't get enough of her, the way her lips molded to mine, her tongue playing with mine, the sweet taste of her mouth. It was taking all of my will power not to let be carried away and she didn't make it easy on me, the way she melted in arms and gently moaned my name. I knew I was done, I was completely in love with this girl, she owned my heart; this bed would definitely feel empty without her from now on.

"What are you thinking about?"- She whispered to me, caressing my cheek and I smiled, because I was the one who usually asked her that.

"I was thinking about you…"- She smiled.

"What about me?"- I never knew if I should tell her exactly how I felt, because she usually had a hard time believing me and because what I felt was so intense that I was afraid I would scare her away, after all she was only seventeen.

"Hum…I was thinking about how beautiful you are…and how great it is to kiss you…"- I said kissing her cheek and going all the way up to her ear and resting at the crock of her neck. She smelled so good.

"Liar. You looked so serious."- She said as shivered because of my touch.

"That's because I was seriously thinking that this bed will become too empty without you here from now on, it just feels so good to have you here in my arms."- I rolled over on by back and pulled her on top of me.

"You should say things like that to me…"- And she pulling into another kiss.

"Why?"- I said and I rolled over again and was now on top of her, and she felt great underneath me.

"Because, if you are going to make my body burst into flames…"- She put her hands under my t-shirt touching my skin, sending electric shocks to my whole body.

"I thought I liked to get burned."- I whispered and rolled over half way and we were now lying side by side.

"Oh, I do, but you always stop before we actually get there…"- She said smiling and hitching her leg over my body. I was almost losing control, but she feel so good, my mind was in a struggle between what my body was craving for right now, and what I believed to be the right thing to do.

"Not always…"- I said against the skin of her neck.

"Bah…If you mean yesterday, you were drunk and that doesn't count."- I couldn't stop myself from laughing.

"What about today at the pool…"- I said kissing my way to the other side of her neck and gripping her thigh and pulling her against me.

"I was almost naked…it doesn't count either."- With those words the image of her in that tiny bikini came to my mind and that was the sign for me to stop before it was too late. Ok…maybe just one more kiss. My lips found hers and I kissed her passionately, and she pressed her body against mine, I gently pulled away from her, kissing her gently and I heard her whining in protest.-"See, that what I mean…I knew you were going to do that."

"Do what?"- I asked in a fake shocked voice.

"Stop, you always do that."

"Well, we had an agreement, about tonight, didn't we?"

"Yes."- She said frustrated.-"But a girl can hope, can't she."- I had to laugh.

"Oh…Bella, I promise you, when the time is right…I'll do whatever you want me to."

"Uh…I like the sound of that…but let's not like set a date or something like that, it would make me more nervous. When you feel that it is the perfect time, just let go…I'll be ready just waiting…"- Could she be more amazing…I pulled her into one last kiss, but I made last, kissing slowly and deep, teasing her with my tongue, feeling her melt against me.

"We should get some sleep."- I said as I pulled away from her and smile at her pouting lips.

"Ok, what time is it?"- I looked at the alarm clock.

"It's almost a quarter to twelve."

"Really? Wow…I never had such a long make out session before. Thinking better, I never really had a make out session before."- I laughed and then heard her stomach make a hungry noise, and she looked as surprised as I was.

"You are hungry."

"Well, I guess all that kissing opened up my appetite."- She said embarrassed, I got up and I pulled her with me downstairs.

We went into the kitchen and I set her on the counter.

"What would you like to eat?"- She thought for a minute.

"I don't know, I usually don't eat at this time of night."- I thought for a bit and I knew just the perfect thing. I prepared for us both a warm glass of milk and got some of my mom's special cookies, she always made for me since I was old enough to chew.-"Milk and cookies?"- She asked with an amused look.

"Ah…don't say it like that, these are my mom's special cookies, she makes them for me since I can remember, she would tell me they had special powers and that they would fix anything that was wrong. I knew that wasn't true, but I still ate them and most of the time I felt better afterwards."- She took a cookie from the plate and took it to her mouth, bite it.

"Hum…these are amazing."

"See, I told you."

We talk while we ate about my books, and about Anthony Masen, at first I thought she would freak out when she found out, but talking about it right now made me feel better she was excited about it and questioned me about the whole process since the first idea of the story until it is finally written.

"Ok, ready for bed?"- I asked she looked at me and smiled.

"Wait, please come here."- I went to her and she took my hand and pulled me close to her, opening her legs and made me stand in front of her, my heart immediately started to race due to her proximity. She looked me in the eyes, smiled and put her legs around me pushing closer to her, I think I might have groaned…God…this was hot… then she put her hands on my neck and pulled my face close to hers, and without breaking eye contact she said.-"You had a milk mustache…"- Her sweet tongue came out of her mouth and to my surprise she licked my upper lip and my body tremble with desire reacting to her. I close my eyes trying to regain control of my actions, but before I knew it, my lips were crushing hers in a passionate kiss, and my hands got a mind of their own and started to move on her body, pulling her against me, I was losing it…I had to stop…I quickly removed her hands from my neck and moved my legs and forced her to let me go and got away from her, leaning against the opposite counter as I cough my breathe.

"Ops…"- She said with the most fake innocent look on her face.-"Sorry about that…"- I was so mad but at the same time I was amazed at how she could be so bold and sexy sometimes. I gave my most stern look and said.

"To bed, now!"- She got out of the counter and up the stairs laughing the whole way up. I put the plate and our glasses in the sink, trying to eliminate from my mind and my body what just happened, but it was a very difficult thing to do. I was starting to wonder if I was going to be able to control myself for three more months. I went to the bathroom next to the den, brushed my teeth and got ready for bed. When I go to my bedroom, Bella was already there, she looked at me shyly.

"I'm sorry…"- She said with that cute innocent look.

"No you're not."- She laughed.

"You're right…I'm sorry… I know how hard it was for you."- She smiled wickedly and bit her bottom lip, and she was teasing and I was losing my control.

"Bella…you better stop that!"- I said seriously, she just laughed.

"Why? I thought your trip to the bathroom might have…helped a little…you know with a friendly hand…"- God…She was killing me. I couldn't believe she was implying that I had been masturbating, that was so hot…I didn't move I just stood still and filled my mind with whatever disgusting thing I could think of to prevent my body from reacting.

"With me usually works…"- God…She was pushing me to my limit, cause now my mind was filled with imagines of Bella… but I could play this game too…I set on the bed and slid close to her.

"Do you do that a lot?"- Her mouth dropped in surprise but she continued.

"Hum…a lot more lately…"- Oh…boy, oh boy… She was really asking for it.

"Really…."- I made my most seductive smiled and went for the kill.-"Show me…"

"Ugh?"- The look on her face was priceless, I tried not to laugh.

"I want to see you…show me how you do it…"- She didn't have a drop of blood in her face, she moved her mouth but nothing came out, I burst into laughter and she just stood there and that made me laugh even harder.

"You…You…"- My eyes were in tears from laughing so hard.-"I can't believe you just did that me."- She said throw a pillow in my face.

"Oh…you´re one to talk…Ms. Swan."- She looked at me and started to laugh.

"You're right, I'm sorry, I guess I was asking for it…hum…I was really asking for it…"- She said laughing, I grabbed her by her waist and pulled her to me.

"You are a very dangerous creature, I should just…"

"Kiss me."- She said cutting me off, and how could I deny her that, but I didn't have to make it easy. I took her hands and intertwined my fingers with her, and then I put my leg over hers trapping her under me, and I pressed our hands besides her face, her breathing was starting to get heavier, I gently kissed her cheek, her jaw line, her chin and up to her ear where I nibble gently on it, and she closed her eyes and softly moan.-"Will you just kiss me…"- She whispered and I smiled.

"You have been a bad girl…"- I said softly against her skin, I repeated the same kissing trail and stopped just above her lips.

"Oh…Edward, you are being a bad boy now…"- She said breathlessly, I could her heart beating rapidly.

"No, I'm not, because I know you like it when I kiss you like this…"

"Please…just kiss…"- She said frustrated, I kissed the sides of her lips, making her back arch against me, and I knew it was time to stop teasing her, but there was just a little more thing, I gently touched her lips with my tongue and she moan…hum…it felt so good…I really need it to stop this…I then kissed her slowly, my tongue playing her hers as gently and slowly as I could, and she was melting and I loved it.-"Let me touch you…"- She begged, I let her hands go, and moved mine to her low back pulling her against me, she took her hands to my hair, and we started make out session number two.

"We should really get some sleep."

"Why? This is so much fun."- She was impossible.

"Yes it is, but I don't want to waist half of day sleeping…I want to enjoy my day with you."

"That sounds good too."- I pulled her close to me, her face lying in my chest.

"Good, now close your eyes."

"Ok…good night Edward."

"Good night my love"

A lot of kissing on this one, and Bella's is really changing, please tell if you liked it. REVIEW...