Chapter 6: Summer Love

The first two weeks of summer were amazing.

I had Bella Swan by my side every minute of every day. I loved her with all my heart, and I could tell she felt the same for me. Due to the rape she suffered a year ago, I couldn't kiss her as much as I liked. They were very seldom - all of them being on her cheek or forehead - and I mostly just held her in my arms.

The third week of summer, the whole gang packed bags and bags of clothing and such. We were all spending the rest of the summer on Carlisle's boat. The captain he hired would be the only adult there on the enormous yacht.

We had to fly to California just to get on the boat, but the flight was quick. I led Bella up the ramp to the dock of the ship and took her to Jasper's cabin. We each had our own, but she would have to share with her brother. The rest of our friends got on, and I heard the chorus of ooh's and ahh's.

"Wow, Em. This is…just wow," Bella whispered in awe.

"Yeah. With Carlisle being one of the most respected doctors, he usually lives a life full of luxury," I chuckled.

"I should've guessed by the size of your house. Or should I say mansion?" she smiled.

I hugged her close to my chest, running my fingers through her hair. "I love you, Bellaboo."

"I love you, too, Teddy Bear," she sighed.

I smiled at my nickname. "I'll be right back. I'm going to carry my things to my room."

"Okay. I'm going to go hang out with Jazz."

I nodded and made my way to my cabin, putting all of my stuff away.

"Hey, Emmett," Rosalie said from behind me.

"Yeah, sis?"

"I was wondering…Do you think it's okay for Edward and I to go public, now? Or should we wait for the school year to start?" she asked. She was so concerned, and it was sweet.

"You might as well go ahead and tell Jasper, Alice, and Bella." I saw her smile dreamily and added, "I can tell that you love him a lot."

"I really do. I think he could be the one, Em."

"Woah, Rosie. Take it slow. We're not even into our senior year, yet."

"I don't care. I know he loves me, too." Her eyes were sparkling as she said this.

"Did you know that he's had a crush on you since second grade?" I asked.

She giggled. "No, I didn't, but thanks for telling me. Don't tell him, but I never really looked at him that way until about a year ago. When I noticed his smiles and stares near the end of our sophomore year, it made my heart go into overdrive, and I knew I wanted to be with him."

I walked over to my sister and kissed her forehead. "I'm fine with it, as long as I'm still the number one guy in your heart."

She smiled and replied, "Always, bro. But as long as I'm number one in yours, Bella is perfect for you. You've been broken too long, and I'm not the only one who saw through your act these last six years. Our friends just decided not to say anything after I dismissed it. By the way, how are your cuts doing?"

She always did take good care of me, even though she was the one who was beat, but it was the first time she brought it up in a year. "They're fine. All healed up. Don't tell anyone. You, Jasper, and Bella are the only people who know."

She grinned and nodded, then kissed my cheek. "I love you. Now, let's go tell our friends about Eddie and me."

"Wait. How are you holding up? You know…about the…um…deaths of our parents? We never talk about it anymore…"

"I'm doing fine. I'm better than I have been because of Edward. I miss mom, though. And you?"

"I miss her, too, but Bella's helped me a lot. And just knowing that your happy makes me feel better about the whole situation you had with Joseph," I replied, referring to the beatings.

We both smiled. I took her hand, and we walked up to the deck. She told everyone about her lover boy, but none of them were too surprised. Alice was just super giddy. We all knew it would happen one day.

We spent most of the day swimming in the pool, with the exception of Bella. I understood that she was scared of what people would think of her, so I sat out with her. We playing card games, and I was surprised to see her beat me at most of the ones we playing. I caught her glancing over at the pool often, but neither of us said a word.

Hours had passed, and nighttime came. We ate dinner with Michael, the captain. We had burgers and fries, which Edward cooked for us all. The food was great, and we all parted our separate ways to go to bed. Bella kissed me sweetly before she followed Jasper into their room.

To say I was shocked would be an understatement. She hadn't kissed me or vice versa since she first told me she loved me. I grinned a goofy grin and went to bed.

I just laid there for an hour, thinking of Bella. I heard a soft knock on my door, and I said, "Come in."

Bella walked in in just a large t-shirt and shorts. I turned my lamp on, and she shut the door, walking slowly over to my bed.

"I couldn't sleep. I wanted to be with you," she admitted shyly.

"Same here," I whispered as I pulled her next to me.

Her scars were illuminated in the light, and I gasped. She quickly pulled the blanket over her, tears in her eyes.

"Can I see them?" I asked, and she removed the blanket slowly.

I turned the overhead light on with a remote on my nightstand. I grabbed her hand gently and pulled the shirt sleeve all the way up, exposing all of her skin on her right arm to me. I trailed my fingers over the long gashes that had been healed, and the smaller ones on her wrists and forearms were just small pink lines, now.

"I haven't cut myself since you showed me your chest," she said, running her fingertips my scars.

I smiled and questioned, "Can I see the rest of them?"

She nodded, sitting up and removing her shirt. She was sitting there in only a bra, and it made me want her so bad, but I wouldn't do that. Not until she was ready. We've only been together for about a month anyway.

I saw all of the cuts on her stomach, her collarbone, her chest - or what I could see of it. I saw where the doctors cut her open to set her ribs back into place, and I ran my hands over it.

"I'm so sorry," I sighed.

I laid my head on her stomach, unable to look at her upper body anymore and unwilling to let myself see her legs. She ran her hand through my hair.

"I'm fine, now. I have you, now, and it's made everything better. I love you, Emmett."

"I love you, too."

I took a chance and turned my head slightly to kiss her stomach. I looked up at her, and she smiled. I kissed the long scar by her ribs, and she still didn't stop me. Instead, she moaned slightly. Urged on by that beautiful sound, I kissed higher up, near the under wire of her bra.

"Emmett…" she moaned again.

I kissed the tops of her breasts that were showing over her bra. Before I knew what was going on, she grabbed my face and pulled me into a long, heated kiss, which was filled with love. I wanted her so bad.

"Bella, we need to stop. I want you so much, but I'm not going to force you into this," I whispered.

"Em, I don't want to stop. I love you, and I want to show you. I'm ready. Please…"

I couldn't resist her begging, so instead, I asked, "Are you sure? I don't want you to regret this in the morning…"

She repeated her words from three and a half weeks ago. "I've never been more sure about anything in my life. I want this."

I sighed in defeat and kissed her again, gentler this time. I slid off her shorts and chanced a glance at her legs. So many cuts, scars, gashes. I kissed them all, every single one of them. I trailed my kisses back up her body. I lifted her up and unsnapped her bra, letting it fall off her arms. I kissed each of her breasts, then licked her left one, kneading the right in my hand. She ran her hands up and down my back, sighing my name over and over. I switched my attention to her other breast, then kissed it when I was done.

I traveled down her slender frame again. This time, I pulled her panties off, and seeing that she was hairless, I gave her a questioning glance.

She giggled. "It's summer. I didn't know if I would have the courage to swim."

Duh. Don't be so stupid, I chastised myself. I blew air over her nether lips, and she bucked her hips. I kissed her clit, then licked it. She moaned again. God, I love that. I brought a finger up to her slit and rubbed it back and forth. After about a minute of that, I slid it into her slowly. I pumped in and out at a moderate pace and carefully added a second finger, not wanting to hurt her. I began to suck on her clit, and I could tell she was close to her orgasm. I grazed my teeth over it, and she came on my fingers with a long, but quiet moan of my name. I sat back up at the bed next to her, and she kissed me, tasting herself on my tongue.

"Thanks, baby. But now, it's my turn." I had never heard her voice become so sexy, and it made me even harder than I was.

She pushed my shoulder back and crawled on top of me, sliding my boxers down and freeing my erection. She stared at it for a long time, and a smile grew on my face.

"You okay?" I asked.

"Yeah. You're just…so big." My ego inflated a ton at that comment.

She blew a breath of air over my tip, and I said, "You don't have to do this."

"I want to, though," she whispered, then closed her mouth over the head.

I groaned at the sensation of her hot mouth around me. She brought her hand up to stroke what she couldn't fit into her mouth, which was a lot if you ask me. She bobbed her head up and down, and the image was enough to send me over the edge.

"Bella, baby. I'm gonna come. Move when I tell you."

She looked up at me through her lashes, but continued to suck.

"Okay, move!"

And she did, just as I shot my hot load all over the sheets. She wiped her mouth and kissed me.

"Sorry if I was bad. That was my first time…" she trailed off, laying her head on my chest.

Holy shit! That was her first time?!

"I never would've known if you hadn't told me," I said honestly.

I rolled us over so I was on top of her and kissed her swollen lips. I was already hard again, and I wanted to be inside of her so badly. I could tell she was thinking the same thing as she grinded her hips up into mine.

"Em…please, baby…"

I kissed her again as I guided myself to her entrance. I rubbed it back and forth along her wet slit and went it just a little. She was so tight. I went in a little at a time, until I was completely sheathed inside of her hot body.

"Are you okay?" I whispered.

"Better than ever," she replied as she ran a hand through my hair and kissed my cheek.

"I love you, sweetheart."

"I love you, too."

I pulled out slowly, then went back in in a quick motion. We both moaned at the pleasure that was inflicted upon us. I thrust into her again and again, and I could feel my cock throbbing slightly. I held off for as long as possible, but when I couldn't anymore, I brought my hand in between us and rubbed her clit. We both came together, and it was the single, most amazing feeling I ever had.

"EMMETT!" she screamed with the force of her orgasm, and Jasper ran into my room.

"Oh, my god!" he yelled, then covered his eyes. "What the hell is going on?"

I covered us up, and Bella was red with embarrassment.

"Jasper, don't be mad at Emmett. He said we needed to stop, but I told him I didn't want to. Please, if you're going to be mad at someone, be mad at me," she said quietly.

"Fine," he growled. "Get your clothes back on and go to our room."

She did as she was told, and I watched shamelessly while Jasper had his back to her.

When she was done, she left, and he looked at me. "Stay the hell away from her for the rest of the trip. You know she's fragile."

"That's two more months!" I exclaimed. "Besides, you can't tell her what to do. She can make her own decisions. She's not a little girl!"

"Yes, she is! She's been through so much already, and she doesn't need to be fucking my best friend right now! She doesn't need somebody using her!"

"I'm not fucking using her!" Everyone had come down the hall to my room. "I love her with all of my heart, and you can't take her away from me!"

"Just watch!" He stormed off and to the next floor up.

I stood up, unashamed by all of my friends watching me, and put on my boxers. I ran next door to Jasper and Bella's room, pushing past the crowd gathered in the hall, and saw my Bella crying and curled up into a ball on her bed.

I ran and held her, whispering, "You know I'm not using you. I love you. And whatever happens, please don't regret what we did. It was one of the best moments in my life."

"I don't. And it was perfect in every way." She looked into my eyes. "Em?"

"Yes?"

"What was the best moment in your life?" she asked.

She surprised me at wondering that, but I answered honestly. "When you told me you loved me, too."

"The best moment in my life was when I read my yearbook and realized that I wanted to be with you, that you really cared about me. Em…I love you with all of my heart, always."

"I love you, too, Bellaboo. Always." I sighed contently, holding her there in my arms after we just made love, even though we were yelled at for it. "Hey, baby, I'm going to go to my room, now. Okay?"

She clung onto me as I tried to get up. "I'm coming, too."

I sat her back down on her bed. "I don't think that's such a great idea. I'll be right next door when you wake up. I love you." I kissed her forehead, and she nodded.

"Love you more," she whispered.

Right before I shut the door, I replied, "You don't know how impossible that is…"