DISCLAIMER: The characters do not belong to me…they are all the creation of the wonderful Stephenie Meyer.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Edward and Bella spend some quality time together in their cabin.

Love (Lemon)

I lifted Bella into my arms and brought her over to our bed, lying down and snuggling close with her. "Are you happy, my love?"

"Immensely," she sighed, pressing her face against my neck.

"I love you, Bella."

"I love you, too, Edward," she murmured.

"I'm exceedingly delighted that you like your surprise."

"How could I not? It's perfect. Just like you."

I chuckled and held her tighter. "I love you."

"Mmm. You said that."

"I'll never grow tired of saying it, though. I love you."

She giggled and somehow managed to snuggle even closer to me. "You know, you've just made our brothers lives very complicated."

"How so?"

"It happens every time you do something wonderfully romantic for me. Rose gets aggravated at Emmett for not being so thoughtful, and he spends hours wracking his brain for the right way to make it up to her."

"He could always just skip to the end since he makes up in the same way every time."

"Or you could give our brothers some pointers on how to sweep their wives up off their feet."

"Yes, I could do that. Alice and Rose would appreciate a little romance, I'm sure. But for now, I only want to concentrate on us, my love."

Bella moved her head and looked up at me, giving me a coy smile. "I think I should slip into something a little more comfortable first. Don't you?"

"If you wish," I replied, not wanting her to know just how eager I really was to finally see her outfit.

"Then you should go and get our bag out of the Jeep."

I kissed her cheek and then quickly retrieved the bag and returned to her side. She laughed as she took the bag, and headed into the small bathroom.

I kicked off my shoes and stretched out on the bed, waiting for my beautiful angel to return to me. My eyes closed and my thoughts drifted over to my earlier conversation with Bella, and to memories of us lying in our meadow in Forks. Bella had been enthralled with the beauty and the effect the sun had on my skin. She'd never understood that she was the true beauty in our special place.

I'd been so scared that first day. I was afraid of myself, of possibly hurting her. I was scared she would reject me and run screaming. I was absolutely terrified she would return my feelings because that would leave us with so few options. But I couldn't bring myself to leave, to stay away. And the one time I did stay away…I had made so many mistakes with her over the years and she still managed to think of me as being perfect.

"Whatever bad thoughts you are thinking, stop now, please," she whispered into my ear. She lay down on my chest and hugged me tightly. "You have to give yourself the same forgiveness you are always lavishing on me. I know you are trying to stop beating yourself up, I do, but when I see you hurting like this, it scares me, and makes me worry that you'll still be punishing yourself decades from now."

"Do you remember me explaining vampire emotions to you?" I whispered, wrapping my arms around her shoulders.

"Yes. And I understand even more, now that I'm a vampire like you."

"You still feel the ache in your heart when I'm away, correct?"

"Your trip to Vegas was extremely hard."

"And that was a pain that started for you while you were still human. Now imagine mine, felt as a vampire from the very beginning. Add to that the certainty I held that I'd lost you forever, the guilt of having exposed you to those demons in Italy, the dangers from Victoria and the wolves…It's just going to take time, Bella."

"I know. But your pain is my pain, Edward."

"It is rather funny that you say that, my love."

"Why is that funny?"

"Because I was thinking, just today, that your pain makes me feel weak while your love gives me strength I never thought I could possess."

"Do you think this is what people mean when they say a couple is hopelessly in love?"

"I don't think there is anyone out there who is prolific enough to define our love, Isabella. Its existence alone defies anything and everything. The strength, the intensity, the purity of it…Those things are not definable."

Bella sighed and tightened her embrace. "Edward?"

"Yes, my love?"

"I'm glad you waited for me."

My smile was rather ridiculous for a vampire, but I couldn't care less. "I'm glad, too. You were worth every second of waiting, my Bella."

"Would you like a little reward for all of your patience?" she asked, giggling slightly.

"What did you have in mind?"

"Well, your eyes were closed when I came in. I was thinking I could stand up and let you see your outfit now."

"I think that would be an excellent idea."

"I knew you would. Just keep your eyes closed a little longer." She moved away from me and I could hear the rustling of the material she was wearing as she moved around. "Open your eyes."

The first thing that I noticed about my beautiful wife was her confident smile. She had never smiled that way for me when she showed off her outfits. She was always shy, with her nose scrunched up. The second thing I noticed was the ivory colored, lace baby-doll she was wearing. It was beautiful against her pale skin.

"I am once again awe-struck by you," I whispered, taking her into my arms.

"So you like this one then?"

"Very much," I replied, kissing the soft skin of her neck.

"I thought you might be getting tired of blue."

"I'll never get tired of it, but variety is nice."

"Mmm. Variety can be very nice. In fact, why don't we add a little more variety to our night tonight?"

"What did you have in mind, love?"

"Let me be in charge of everything for a little while," she purred.

"Just what do you mean by everything?" I asked, looking down into her golden eyes.

"You have to agree to find out."

"That's not very fair, Isabella. You're not giving me much to go on to make my choice."

"Edward, just trust me and you will be greatly rewarded."

I was more than a little intrigued to find out just what she had in mind. Bella had always been content to let me take the lead for us. I leaned closer to her, dropping my voice so that it was low and husky. "I trust you, love. You are in charge and I am merely your humble servant, waiting to fulfill your every desire."

She closed her eyes, trying to regain her composure. She opened them shortly after and sat up, keeping her eyes locked with mine. "I have just a few rules for you, Edward. The first rule for tonight is no talking, for you anyway. Every time you open your mouth, I lose my train of thought and I have a lot of thoughts I want to put into action tonight. My second rule is that you are to lie on the bed and keep your hands behind your head, unless I move them. The third rule is that I have the right to make up more rules and you have to obey them without question. Agreed?"

I chuckled at her, but nodded my in agreement, resting my hands beneath my head.

She moved so that she was sitting in my lap. I followed her every move, trying not to smile. I didn't want to risk ruining her confidence. She gave me a chaste kiss on my lips, and then covered my face and neck in those infuriatingly light kisses she was so good at. The next thing she did completely shocked me…She tried to cheat, doing something that she knew would make me talk and break her rules – she nibbled on my ear.

"Please, Bella." I had hoped my whisper would go unnoticed, but she had been paying attention, the little vixen.

"You broke rule number one. Guess I'm going to have to punish you," she said, shaking her finger at me.

I lifted an eyebrow at her, waiting for her to explain how she would punish me.

But she never spoke. Instead, she took off my pants and my boxers, leaving me in just my shirt. I kept staring at her, trying to figure out what she was planning. This would be another opportune time to be able to read her mind all on my own.

She gave me a stern look. "If I were you, I'd be very quiet during your punishment or it will only get worse."

I smirked, knowing she wasn't serious. But when she ran her stubby nails up my thighs, making me hiss, I started to think I might have been wrong. I looked at her, pleading with my eyes. I could understand the no talking, but she couldn't honestly expect me to remain completely silent.

"You can make all the sounds you want, honey. Just no talking," she assured me.

I let out a grateful sigh, but it soon turned into a moan when she wrapped her hand around me. This was not normal behavior for my Bella. She moved extremely slow, definitely enjoying the opportunity to torture me, as she touched, licked, and kissed me. She'd always complained that I left her unable to form coherent thoughts, but she'd never believed me when I told her she did the exact same to me. Right now, I could only think about how much I loved her and how close I was. This was certainly the best torture I'd ever had. But just like that, she stopped touching and moved away, giggling.

I opened my eyes and stared at her, trying to keep from talking again. This had been bad enough, I wasn't sure I wanted to know what else she might do. I settled on groaning my dissatisfaction to her.

"I told you no talking," she said, running her finger along my jaw. She leaned closer and breathed her sweet freesia scent across my face. "You may say one sentence in response to your punishment."

I gulped and closed my eyes, trying to behave and let her enjoy herself. But I wanted nothing more than to pull her beneath me and make love to her. I took a deep breath and spoke to her. "I'm sorry and you are one evil, cruel, devastatingly wicked, dangerous creature who is also a wonderful, beautiful, sexy woman and I am so proud to call you my wife."

"Should have known you would fit as many words as possible into that sentence," she chuckled. She moved and sat on my lap again. "Lift your arms so we can get rid of this pesky shirt."

I did as she asked, letting her get my shirt off, and laid back down. She gave me a long, deep kiss in return, tracing my tongue with hers.

She pulled away, and at a pace slightly slower than a human's, she removed the only article of clothing she had been wearing. She was smirking and I knew it was because she could see the muscles in my arms twitching as I fought to keep my hands to myself.

She slowly laid down on top of me, touching skin to skin. She trailed her lips and hands all across my chest and neck, nipping me every so often, and causing me to fill our little cabin with soft growls and low purrs. The twitching in my arms was nearly constant now.

She put her lips to my ear and whispered. "Are you enjoying your night?"

I could only nod. There weren't words to describe how much I was enjoying her being in control.

"That's very good to know, Edward. You've been so well behaved, too. In fact, I think you deserve to be rewarded for your efforts."

I stopped breathing, waiting for her to continue. I had thought this was the reward. What could be better than this?

"I relinquish all control to you and there are no more rules," she whispered, kissing my ear.

I grinned wickedly, loving how well she knew me. This was a great reward. I quickly took control, flipping us so that she was beneath me. I showered her face and neck with quick, aggressive kisses, lightly nipping at her skin. Her moans and purring were all the encouragement I needed to keep going. My hands roamed up and down her sides and over her breasts, never staying in one spot for too long. I wanted to touch every single inch of her, to show her just how much I desired her…worshiped her…loved her. I trailed my lips down her neck and then licked from the base of her neck up to her ear.

My lips moved down to her collarbone and down to her chest. I gently kissed her left breast before running my tongue all over it. I slid a finger down her chest and continued going lower, until I reached her arousal and began to tease her, rubbing the pad of my thumb back and forth over it. I carefully slid one finger inside of her while watching her face closely. She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip.

I smirked, knowing she was trying to be quiet, but there was no need here. It was another reason I had gotten it for her. She could relax here and be herself without worrying what delicate ears might hear her. I added a second finger and her answering moan was a beautiful sound. I rested my head next to hers, listening to the sweet music of her breathing and the sounds she made when in the throws of her passion.

When I felt her getting very close to flying, I whispered into her ear. "I love you, Isabella, and you are mine forever."

But I wasn't done with teasing her, yet, so I quickly pulled my hand away. She groaned, sounding very frustrated, and I couldn't help the smirk that appeared on my face.

I moved my head so that our noses were nearly touching. She opened her eyes and gasped, surprised at the closeness of my face to hers. We were perfectly quiet for a seemingly endless amount of time, just staring at each other.

I had to break the silence. I had to try to tell her how she had made me feel tonight. "I wish I could explain to you exactly what it was like for me when you were in charge earlier. You are normally so shy and cautious, letting me take the lead." I moved a lock of her hair behind her ear and let my fingers trail down her neck and across her shoulder. "But on those rare occasions when you take charge and let go of your inhibitions…Bella, I doubt there is anything more arousing on this entire planet."

"You didn't mind then?" she asked

I shook my head slowly, holding her gaze with mine. "Not even a little. In fact, you are welcome to take charge anytime you want."

"I may take you up on that offer every so often."

"Please do." I kissed the tip of her nose gently.

"I really don't want to ruin our moods or anything, but I need to point something out to you," she whispered.

"What is it, my love?" I asked, kissing along her neck. She could never ruin anything and one day, I would get her to realize that.

"I only felt confident in doing this because of the training we've been doing…It makes me feel…capable."

"In that case, I'll have to remember this moment from now on when I get upset during your training sessions."

"Don't sit too close to Jazz when you do that," she laughed.

I smiled at her, brushing her hair away from her face. "You have no idea how it affects me to see you laugh that way. It's the greatest sound to me, especially when it's real and carefree, like just now. For all my talent, I could never reproduce any sound that comes close to the beauty of your laughter."

I took her hand and kissed her fingers, her palm, and then worked my way up her arm. I kissed across her shoulder, up her beautiful neck, over her soft cheek, and finally settled against her wonderful lips. I ran one hand down her side, to her thigh, and gripped her leg, rolling us over so she could be on top again. My fingertips barely grazed over her skin as I ran them all across her back, causing her to shiver against me.

I broke our kiss for a moment as I held her hips in my hands, waiting for her to give her permission. She nodded and smiled, and I returned my lips to hers while I lowered her down onto me. We moved slowly, taking our time to be tender and gentle with each other.

I parted my lips, releasing my breath into her mouth and getting one of her delicious purrs in return. My tongue found hers, caressing it softly. Her body might technically feel like stone to others, but to me, it was soft and smooth…and all mine, as it would remain forever.

As we got closer to our release, we started moving faster together.

"So beautiful, my sweet, sweet Isabella. I love you," I told her between my ragged breaths.

She cried out my name as she finished and I followed right after her with my own release. She rested her head on my shoulder, her chest heaving up and down with her unnecessary breaths, just like my own.

I held her tightly with one arm and used my other hand to softly stroke her hair. Neither of us spoke. It seemed we had already said everything there was to say.