Ugh…Edward and Bella would not let me sleep until I wrote this and I'm really going to hate them tomorrow. Fricking jerks.

Oh and I know I've been kind of bouncing back and forth between EPOV and BPOV but this chapter just MUST be written in third POV. I know I'm probably breaking some writers rule or some crap, but basically I'm too tired to care right now, and I know you'll probably like it anyway. So without further ado, onward!

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The week continued on as normal, Edward and Bella fell back into their routine surprisingly easy. During the day Edward would pick her up, go with her to her classes, keep her from damaging herself too badly. At night they would climb into bed together, whispering as if Charlie were still in the room just down the hall.

Every night Bella pounced him, trying to get him to cede his decision but to no avail. Tonight didn't seem to be any different.

Bella and Edward were entwined in an intimate kiss, when surprisingly Bella pulled away first.

"I really hate when you do it, so maybe I can be able to distinguish the line too," she whispered, eyes still closed. Edward could only stare at her.

Her hair was disheveled, eyes hazy from their passionate kiss, and couldn't think of her looking any more sexy.

"Bella you know," he paused, unsure of what her reaction would be, "we can try."

Her eyes widened as she sat shocked in front of him.

"Well, slowly of course," he added licking his lips, eager to get back to hers.

She half smiled at him, biting her bottom lip in approval. Their lips were meshing again, but Bella pulled away again.

"You said slowly," she giggled.

"Right," he added, slightly peeved he had said slowly and she was listening for once.

"Lay back," she purred, as if she were a pro. He gladly listened, staying as still as possible. He knew there could be a risk with their getting intimate and he wasn't going to let the current heat of the moment ruin any of this for them.

Bella slowly leaned towards him, kissing him softly, her hands running through his hair lightly.

"Arms up," she whispered, and he happily obliged.

She slowly lifted his shirt above his head, placing her hands on his wrists before he could bring his arms back down. He didn't try to argue or fight, finding her dominant position sexy.

She slowly pushed his hands together, as if he were her prisoner, and he happily obliged. Slowly she began her journey of his body.

She started at his finger tips, making sure to kiss everyone before tracing her forefinger down his arms. She lifted her hand now, running her fingers through his hair again lightly, slightly jostling his hair. Her fingers traced over his forehead, his eyes, and his nose. Her fingers stopped at his lips, taking extra time to make sure she spent enough time on them.

Edward slightly opened his mouth, sucking her finger into his mouth. Her mouth formed into an "O" shape, but she remained silent. The only sound was of her heavy breathing. Yet just as quickly as he had sucked her finger in, he released it with a faint grin on his lips.

"Don't move," she murmured, unsure if she had actually said the words or merely thought them. He stopped breathing than, and she knew he had heard her.

Slowly she traced his jaw line, mesmerized by its perfection. She wondered what it would look like with light stubble on it and the thought almost made her moan out loud.

She continued on, lightly tracing her way down his throat, running her fingers softly over his adams apple, and he swallowed out of what she assumed must be nerves. She glanced up into his eyes, but he showed no signs of trying to stop her so she kept going.

Her fingers continued down the to the planes of his chiseled chest. He felt as smooth as marble, and she marveled in his beauty. She took her time, getting acquainted with every muscle that was outlined, making sure to trace each defined line with her finger tips before moving on.

Her hands stopped at his bellybutton, as she slowly ran circles around it. He remained perfectly still, and she took that as her sign of approval.

She swallowed hard as her hands continued lower. She could see the distinct V below his abdomen, and instinctively she wanted to run her tongue along it, kiss it, but she controlled herself, lightly running her fingertips over the definition. Edward gasped in response, obviously not prepared for her touch.

She glanced up into his eyes as he stared down at her. She licked her lips than, needing some kind of reaction from him.

"Edward," she nearly moaned, but he only continued to stare at her with lust filled eyes.

Her lips slowly lowered to his hip bones as she lightly dragged her lips over each one. He groaned than and the fire inside of her grew, needing to feel him touch her.

"Edward," she repeated the desire resounding in his name. He reacted than, and in a second they had changed positions. She was now underneath of him, as he rested on his elbow above her. Her breath was heavy, as her chest rose and fall.

"Arms up," he repeated, in a more gruff tone than usual. She happily obliged as he pulled the shirt slowly over her head. Automatically she kept her arms above her head.

He began the same trail as she had. His lips covering everyone one of her fingers. His fingers moved down to her hair as he twirled a strand of it between his thumb and forefinger, feeling the silk of it.

They traced down to her cheek bones, and he could feel her face flush beneath his touch. His fingers gently stroked down to lips, he traced them lightly with his finger.

Returning the favor, she too gently suckled his fingertip into her mouth. He sat wide eyed as he felt her tongue swirl around the tip of his finger. He fought to stifle a moan successfully, but couldn't bring himself to pull away from her gaze or her hold on his finger. Finally she opened her mouth, giving his throbbing finger a slight peck while she waited for him to continue on.

He took a deep breath, his fingers running lightly over her jaw line, and down to her supple neck. For once he wasn't even close to thinking about the way her heartbeat seemed to throb underneath his fingers. He honestly didn't notice any smell of her blood. All he could sense was her, beneath him, needing him, desiring him. He placed a soft kiss on her neck before his fingers continued on.

His fingers came to her chest, and stopped. Bella looked at him, wondering if he was going to pull away, but instead he took another deep breath and kept going.

The coldness of his fingers brought goosebumps as he traced the top of her breasts. Her breathing increased and he watched in awe as they rose and fell in silence. He repeated the action, delighted by the slight arch in her back she seemed to be fighting from happening at his touch.

After a few minutes he continued on, tracing down her abdomen. He stopped at her belly button, making the same circles. He belly button was so cute, and he couldn't resist reaching down to kiss it seductively.

Than she did it, Bella let out a sexy moan, and he knew he couldn't stop his exploration with his finger tips. He decided to start again, but this time with his lips.

Edward started at her jaw line, kissing slowly down her neck, lightly grazing his lips against her skin. Her breath hitched and he knew she was trying to hold back yet another moan. He half smiled at this. That was his goal.

His lips followed the same pattern as his fingers, lightly touching the curves of her breasts. She sat up than, and Edward sat back, afraid he had done something wrong. But she just looked at him with lust filled eyes and reached behind her.

Unclasping her bra, she was finally completely topless in front of him. He stared at the beauty that was before him, forgetting what he was doing. His fingers slowly reached up to her breasts, tracing their outline. She sighed, and he felt braver with every stroke of his fingers.

Finally he lifted his fingers from her breast, as if to protest Bella lifted her head up furrowing her brow. Edward quickly brought his knuckle down gently rubbing it across her soft pink nipple. Her breath caught in her throat as her head fell back into the pillow.

Edward continued that action a few times, before once again replacing his fingers with his lips. Kissing his way slowly around her breasts. Bella wanted to grab his head, wrap her fingers in his hair, but she was afraid he would pull away, so she tangled her fingers in the sheets besides her instead.

Edward smiled into her chest, as he slowly began kissing his way towards her nipple. Looking up into her eyes he could see nothing but lust. He felt her fingers clench into the sheets, and he remembered the exquisite sound he had been seeking.

Without warning he grabbed a nipple in her mouth, with the sharp intake of her breath and the escaped moan, it came out as a quiet squeak. Edward repeated the action on the other nipple, and this time was greeted with a throaty moan from Bella, that made him want to ravish her right there.

Not forgetting his path, however, he slowly continued his way down her stomach, running his tongue along the outside ring of her belly button. He ventured lower, as his lips grazed her hip bones, this time he was graced with the pleasure of Bella moaning, "Edward," before running her fingers through his hair.

He knew he had done enough damage for one night as he sat up. She stared at him through glazed eyes, wondering what he was doing.

"Maybe that's enough for tonight," Edward said reluctantly.

Happy with what she got, but still desiring more Bella rolled over quickly. The sudden coolness of the pillow hit her burning cheeks, and she wondered if it was cold enough to smother the burning inside of her, as Edward wrapped her in a warm embrace, willing her to sleep.

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Don't hate me!!!! Okay. This is how this went.

Me: *trying to sleep*

Edward: and than I ran my tongue over…

Me: Edward, trying to sleep

Bella: and than I slowly traced my finger over his…

Me: Bella, frick, I said trying to sleep!

Edward: Write it Jessica

Me: But its 12:30am and I have to get up at 4am for work

Edward: Write.

Me: Fine

--30 minutes later--

Edward: Okay stop stop, stop there.

Me: are you fricking kidding me?

Edward: No, I wouldn't go all the way with her right away, are you mad?

Me: Edward my readers are going to hate me. Are YOU mad?

Edward: Just stop the story there.

Me: Edward wtf…

Edward: Jessica

Me: Frick fine.

Haha yes, I literally tossed and turned for an hour and a half before deciding I just had to write this right this second.

Oh and in case there's any wondering why there's so much emphasis on belly buttons, I know it seems silly, but I actually read somewhere the licking and touching around the belly button is actually one of the…pressure points? Whatever they're called. Too late for me to know what anything is! Review, loved? Hated? Comfortable with the fact I said nipple instead of some other cockamamie name for it?