BPOV

The whole meadow date had me melting and by the time we got home, I couldn't keep my hand off him.

He brought me up to our room and we made out on our bed. He broke away from me to change out of his clothes and I got the brilliant idea of stripping down to nothing. Since Carlisle was the doctor on my case, I felt embarrassed to ask when I would be able to do naughty things to his son so Carmen was my next option. She told me not to over do it, but couldn't find a reason why I wouldn't be able to have sex. She also said the movements might help my recovery and my last surgery was a month and a half ago.

He came back from the bathroom wearing a pair of sweat pants and my brilliant idea caught up with me, making me realize he had only seen me naked a few times as of late. This would be the first time he was really seeing me.

His face softened and he tilted his head at me. "Why is the sheet up to your neck?"

Staring at him, I was just beyond words. My hands gripped tighter onto the sheet that covered me, as my eyes slowly drifted down from his gorgeous emerald eyes, to his soft, kissable lips, then to his defined chest and stomach. Now this had bad idea written all over it, how could I ever be with all of his perfection?

"Bella?" he asked, moving closer to me. Our eyes met and he gave me his signature crooked grin, causing me to smile back at him as he brushed his hand down the length of my arm and to my hand. "Drop the sheet," he murmured.

"The sheet is fine right here," I mumbled, scrunching the fabric up to my chin.

He gave me a look that screamed 'Bella has lost her mind'. Before I knew it, his hand was under the sheet grabbing at me. Here I was too busy worrying about him pulling the sheet down I didn't expect him to enter from the side.

"You are naked," he smirked, giving me a quick kiss as his hand tried sneaking back under the sheet.

"Forget about it," I grumbled.

"No, no, no I plan to see this through," he grinned, reaching up to where I had the sheet secured.

I turned my head away from him. This was your idea loser, I thought to myself.

"Hey," he said softly, moving my chin so I was looking at him.

"It's been a while and things have changed. I'm afraid of what you'll think," I admitted finally. He cocked his head to the side and his eyebrows furrowed.

"I'm not following, Bella."

"I mean, I'm worried that you'll find me... disgusting, I've had a baby even though it's been four years my body has changed and I've been in an accident since the last time we've done this and there are scars..." I rambled, waiting for him to laugh or tease me for my insecurities, but he never did.

Instead, he shook his head, pulling my face to his, and kissed my forehead. "My very delusional Bella," he replied with a playful sigh, kissing my head again. "You'll always be gorgeous to me."

"But," I argued.

He grabbed the sheet and gently pulled it away from me. He kept his eyes locked on mine. "This isn't the first time I'm seeing you like this anyway. I remember you molesting me in the shower last week." He said as a smile crossed his face.

"I didn't molest you," I said rolling my eyes.

"No you're pretty little mouth did," he smirked, bringing his lips to mine.

I blushed as he smiled, brushing my cheek. "You're hot, Swan." I giggled wrapping my arms around his neck and moving closer to him. His hands tenderly grazed up and down the length of my back, making me shiver. I smiled and replied, "You're not too bad either, Cullen."

I pushed my mouth to his, and fought my tongue against his. I instantly felt the electricity between us. The more his tongue brushed around mine, with every circle it took, the more I was jolted with this electric feeling that made me want more. I could feel my body start to ache but I didn't care. This felt amazing.

He held himself above me for a moment, brushing my hair from out of my eyes. I wrapped my arms around him, trying to pull him down to me. His hand began to skim down the valley of my breasts, toward my belly button, tracing small circles around it. I gripped onto his hair and let him take charge.

"Edward," I moaned.

"Shhh," he softly spoke, raising his hand back up to touch my lips with his finger. "You need to relax, love. I don't want this to hurt you."

I nodded, licking my lips. His hand rested back on my stomach, continuing again with the slow circles. He lowered his fingers and begun to trace my hipbone. Back and forth, side-to-side, his hand began to create a rhythm of enjoyable torture. My fingers wound in his hair, trying to pull him down to me.

"Love me," I pleaded. He nodded, kissing me deeply before moving to the Bella sweet spot. I felt the heat of his breath as he opened his mouth, allowing his tongue to graze my neck with the same slow circles that his hand was currently making around my stomach.

"Oh god Bella," he whispered, pausing for a second. "I love you." His tongue was torturing me as he began sucking on my neck again.

I could feel myself becoming hotter with every second passing. It was as if a fire was overtaking me.

I felt myself losing control as I pulled his face back up to mine in one quick, rushed motion. He chuckled as he crushed his lips to mine, obviously enjoying my sudden boldness. He wrapped his arms around me carefully, pulling me to him. I knew what I was about to do was stupid, but I wanted to be normal again, so I slowly wrapped my legs around his waist, he paused giving me a careful glance.

He began to run his hands all the way down my body, this time crossing my breasts, gripping my hips gently, and traveling down my knees. He reached behind him and unlocked my legs. I sighed. His hands rubbed up my calves to my inner thigh. I began to feel a tiny bit nervous again, as he grazed his hands up to where I wanted them to be, but he didn't go there. He paused, before going where no other man had been before. I couldn't stop shaking.

"I want to do this but we need to be careful," he warned kissing me softly.

"Edward…" I groaned as I leaned up on my elbows, staring into his eyes. I rose up and brushed his messy hair back, running my fingers down his neck.

"No arguing with me on this Bella."

"I need you, please."

He gave me a crooked smile again. "I need you too, but I don't want you hurting." He moved his hands to my knees and gently pushed them down towards the bed, opening them slightly. My breathing picked up as he exposed my body to him. I watched as his eyes roamed my body, stopping in certain places. I couldn't help myself as my hand made its journey to the waistband of his sweats.

"I love your dedication, Swan," he said leaning in to stroke my cheek.

I giggled leaning up to kiss him.

He licked his lips, running his hands back up my legs and across my stomach, resting them on my breasts. I moaned in pleasure as he began to caress them and closed my eyes. He leaned over to me, pressing his lips to mine, continuing to touch me. "I love you," he said, quietly but with force. It didn't take me long to respond to him as I crushed my lips into him once again. He countered by lowering his lips down my neck and to my chest, stopping above my right breast and kissing there. More sighs escaped me as his other hand touched my left breast and his right hand ran through my hair, lifting up to my face. I whimpered, arching my back, which was a bad because I winced. He of course noticed and stopped.

"Keep going," I gritted out.

"We should stop," he insisted.

"No stopping," I moaned, brushing my fingers through his hair as he begun to tease and lick at my thigh. I felt my body becoming more responsive. He pressed his cheek against my leg, glancing up and meeting my eyes, but never stopping his other hand from teasing me between my legs. I moaned again, trying to focus on what I was going to say. He brushed his lips down closer to my heat and my breathing turned ragged.

"Do you want me to continue, love?" he asked as a wicked smile crossed his face, conquering my soul. I nodded.

"Are you sure?" he teased and I just wanted to smack the smug look off his face.

I felt his index finger slowly begin to circle around my clit, teasing again with soft circles, and then finally it slipped inside me. This huge rush of heat ran through my body, rising up to my face. I shifted back so my head landed against the pillow, suddenly not caring what the hell he did to me, just as long as he didn't stop again.

He gently pulled his finger all the way out and moved it away, as he continued to kiss up my thigh, finally resting his lips against me. Another wave of pleasure crashed over me, stronger than anything I'd ever felt. I felt the tip of his tongue slide down and into my entrance, then back up my clit. He flicked his tongue and I moaned at the sensation. He began to suck and nibble then picked up his pace with his tongue torturing me. The minutes passed, and I lost all sense of control. I almost arched my back, but felt the familiar pain creeping in. My fingers tightened in his hair as I yelled out his name.

"That's my thank you for my shower molestation," he said slyly and I giggled.

I ran my hands over his back, exploring every muscle, committing every part of him to memory. The way he touched me with such affection made me realize I was the love of his life…his soul mate. I trailed my hands down his sides and slid along the waistband of his sweats, once I got them where I wanted them I tugged at them with my feet the best I could until they fell down his legs. He kicked them off as he hovered over me.

I looked up shyly and suddenly remembered all of my experiences with him. To be honest Edward was… very big and he was perfect. The light from the moon outside illuminated his body. It shadowed and highlighted every muscle and curve of his toned torso flawlessly. He started to kiss me and we moaned into each other's mouths, his fingers tugging gently at my curled locks.

He seemed to watch my face for a moment, and slowly withdrew his hands; sliding them into mine moving our now intertwined hands above my head. He placed a soft kiss on my lips and began to slowly push into me.

My eyes snapped shut as I hissed at the pain. I knew this was going to be painful and uncomfortable, but god I wanted to be connected with him. The farther he slid in me, the tighter I squeezed his hands and I felt the tears rolling down my face. I could feel his lips press against the falling tears, and it was like he was kissing away my pain. I could see him contemplating if he should stop, but there was no way that was happening I wouldn't let it. "Edward…" I whimpered trying to get him out of his head and come back to me.

His face became concerned. "This was a bad idea?" he whispered, nuzzling my neck.

"No," I cried releasing my grip on his hands and ran my fingers through his wild hair. "Love me." I repeated again.

"I don't like you being in pain like this," he whispered, and I closed my eyes. Edward slowly moved toward my shaking lips, brushing his tenderly against mine as I pulled him closer to kiss him passionately. He began to move inside me again, the pain still there but was turning into something bearable. His head came to rest on my shoulder, his mouth next to my ear. Small moans were escaping us both.

His movements continued to be slow and tender making me let out my first moan of pleasure. The tension was building and I knew I was close. I closed my eyes and focused on this feeling not the pain in my pelvis or my back.

Edward's hands were moving down my body. His fingertips brushed the sides of my breasts, down my waist and hips. I smiled as Edward's eyes met mine. His dazzling green eyes seemed to look into my soul. And each movement brought a new wave of pleasure; the tension was building and caused my head to spin. I felt a current of pure bliss begin to rush through me. His thrusts became deeper.

My fingers dug into his hair as our hips began moving together. "Bella…Love," Edward moaned. The sounds he was making only intensified the need growing inside me. It was threatening to overcome me. Edward's thrusts became faster and I knew he was close. I needed him to cum.

"Edward," I moaned breathlessly. "Edward, cum with me."

That seemed to set him off, because he thrust even deeper and hissed. "Fuck Bella!" I felt him pulse inside of me and suddenly I found my release, as the heat flushed through my body. I heard him whimper my name as my muscles tensed around him.

"Edward!" I panted as my body trembled against him. He lifted his head and I could see his face. God, he was amazing. I was more certain then ever that I would love Edward Cullen for the rest of my life.

He carefully pulled out of me, but kept his arm around me and pulled me against him. Our hands were linked and I turned me head back to so we were staring into each other's eyes. He brought his lips to each of my hands kissing them lovingly.

"You okay?" he murmured.

"Can you get one of my pills?"

"Sure," he gave me a reassuring smile, kissing my head.

He jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom. I sat reeling in my post-coital bliss as the pain began to settle in.

'Bad fucking idea Bella' my body screamed at me. I began to cry wishing it would just go away and I could be happy. When Edward came back, he rushed over to me trying to calm me. He popped the bottle open and placed two pills in my mouth and brought a glass of water to my lips to chase it down.

"As much as I love you we are not doing that again until you're in the full clear," he said sternly.

I didn't tell him it was worth it.

A/N: And there you have it… I'll tell you this; we are in a very epic piece in our story.

I did research on broken pelvis's and my dad even had one. I know his took him three weeks of bed rest and he was able to walk with his crutches. Bella's situation in this chap though could happen, I got the idea from some health boards.

I want to thank my beta dolphin62598 as always. I do read every review so if you have things to say let me know. You all know the drill.