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Author's Note: This is it...the BIG FRIDAY. In honor of the big night I have created a new playlist for the songs in this chapter (link below). There are some really great songs and I would highly suggest it especially for the main song I used during the lemony stuff. It's very beautiful and haunting.After the first five songs they are all pretty much in random order, just songs Edward picked to fit the general theme of his feelings about the night so peruse if you wish.

http:/www. youtube. com/watch?v=w2cFEHM9yMw&feature=PlayList&p=4FBBDB79E05C7CE1&index=0&playnext=1

Thank you to my twilighted Jr. Validation Beta who busts her rump to get these chapters looked over and validated for you guys so quickly. Also a thank you to Sihaya9 who did my original beta work and helped me shape these chapters into something a bit smoother.

For the First Time

BPOV

Friday morning, I woke up to find Edward was already up and showered. He was nervously shuffling around the room with his iPod in hand scrolling through the menu screens with a look of extreme concentration on his face.

I arched my back, flexing my toes in a whole body stretch, as a big yawn escaped my mouth. I forced my body to sit up in the bed, rolling my neck around a couple of times, before looking back at Edward.

When our eyes met, he had a strained look on his face. He appeared to be struggling, fighting back lustful thoughts that my stretch most likely induced. I smirked at him knowingly with a wink, earning myself an eye roll from him.

He crossed the room to offer me a hand up from bed.

For a split second, I considered yanking his hand, pulling him back onto the bed with me. I knew we needed to check out and hit the road though, since he had his big evening planned for us. I decided to be nice and not mess with him as he gallantly offered me his large, strong hand. When he pulled me to stand in front of him, I immediately tipped onto my toes, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing his cheek chastely.

"Thank you, my knight in shining armor."

He kissed my forehead, smirking down at me, "As if you are any sort of weak, damsel in distress." He snorted a rough chuckle, "You take down groping mobsters in the middle of clubs and handle a gun better than half the beat cops at the station...you are far from a lady in need of a white knight to save you, but I'm happy to provide backup."

I felt my face brighten. Warmth filled my chest at the pride he projected in those words. I reached my hands up, cradling his face in my hands and whispered, "I love you, Edward Anthony Masen."

His eyes softened. He sighed before licking his lips, brushing them over mine as he tightened his grip on my waist. "I love you too, Isabella Marie Swan. Now why don't you go get a shower and start packing up? We're going to grab breakfast with the guys before we all head out. They're going back to Chicago today. We're going to travel with them until we need to part ways for our detour."

I cocked my eyebrow, trying to figure out exactly what he had up his sleeve, but he wasn't giving anything up. He finally released my waist, his iPod still in hand. I made a grab for it as his hands pulled back around my body, but he was too fast, yanking it away.

"What are you doing with that iPod that has you looking so intense?"

He narrowed his eyes at me slightly. "None of your beeswax...you'll find out tonight...go shower, now."

I gave him a dubious look, making him backtrack a moment looking sheepish.

"Please?"

I sighed, shuffling over to my suitcase, yanking out my shower supplies and clothes to put on for our long car ride back to Illinois. I disappeared into the bathroom to get ready for the day. I rushed through my shower, dressing quickly in my favorite pair of comfy boot cut jeans, they fit me like a glove - flaring slightly at the bottom, a really soft new tan v-neck sweater and tan suede mid calf boots with the big chunky heel. I loved those kinds of boots that allowed me to add a bit of height without endangering my safety thanks to my less that perfect coordination. I threw my hair in a convenient, travel friendly ponytail and opened the door, rushing to throw my personal items in my suitcase and get ready to go.

I bent down, closing the zippers of my suitcase that was situated on the floor. When I went to stand back up and grab the handle to pull the suitcase up with me, I felt Edward's warmth behind me. His arms wrapped around my waist.

I slowly stood up, feeling his appreciation for my new outfit pressing against my back around the same time that his lips began to shower kisses upon the skin of the exposed column on my neck. I tipped my head to the side, providing him better access as I melted back against his strong chest. The aroma of his soap, cologne, and his own natural scent enveloped me in a cloud of pheromones that made my body react instantly.

I felt him moan into my neck, his lips parted and his kisses gained more suction, inciting a moan from my own lips. His voice vibrated against my neck as his husky tone reached my ear.

"Mmmm, Bella, you are too damn tempting for your own good."

I moaned when I felt his hot breath blow past my shoulder. His hands began to roam over the soft material of my sweater, ghosting over my straining nipples still excited from the olfactory stimulation. A few minutes later, his phone chirped. He groaned, pulling away. I whimpered when I turned to face him.

"Sorry, love, but we need to go meet the guys. I promise I will make it up to you tonight, plus some, okay?"

I tipped up, kissing his lips quickly before turning my back to him. I bent back over to pick up my suitcase, earning another languishing moan from Edward. He crossed the room, picking up his suitcase, and opening the door. As I went to pass through the doorway with my rolling suitcase behind me, he stopped me, reaching out for the handle. I shook my head, resuming my walk, but his grip tightened, keeping me from walking away. I could tell he wouldn't back down, so I rolled my eyes and released the handle, grabbing the smaller duffel bag off of his other shoulder in exchange. He looked for a moment as though he might argue, but finally rolled his eyes, letting me take it with a huff, before closing the door behind him and following me to the elevator.

We returned to the cute little restaurant we had been visiting for lunch all week to enjoy a group breakfast before we hit the road for our trip back to Illinois. As we left the diner, Emmett came up, giving me a big hug and telling me to stay safe. Jasper followed closely behind with his own goodbye.

As we approached Edward's Volvo, he tossed me his keys. I looked up questioningly.

He just shrugged, "Figured you might want to drive some more. It'll give me a chance to finish what I was working on earlier."

I shrugged back, sliding behind the steering wheel, adjusting the seat and mirrors before turning the key to start the whisper quiet engine. I pulled out behind the large van that hauled the boys. Once we hit the interstate, I would occasionally pass them when I was sick to death of following the large, bulky, slow piece of crap. Driving the Volvo was seriously like flying, it was impossible to be happy doing it slowly. I suddenly understood with all certainty Edward's speed demon tendencies.

Emmett and I traded leads for three hours while Edward sat in the passenger seat, occasionally holding my hand while he scanned the screen of his iPod with determination. The screen was turned so I couldn't see what he was up to. About four hours into the drive, we pulled into a rest area somewhere in Wisconsin. I was grateful for the chance to stretch my legs.

I made my way to the building to use the restroom. As I headed back to the car, I saw Emmett handing a garment bag and a small duffel bag to Edward, who laid them carefully in the back seat of the Volvo. I was curious about the bag, but decided not to push the issue.

I offered the keys back to Edward, figuring if he would probably want to drive the rest of the way, considering I had no clue where we were going. He took with a smile and a kiss on my forehead.

I turned to find myself face to chest with my big brother, who pulled me into one of the biggest bear hugs I had ever received from him. He looked down at me with soulful eyes and a serious expression.

"I love you, Bella. I want you to be happy, okay? It's your life and your decisions. Whatever you do, just know that I am so proud of you. I love you so much."

I felt tears threatening to form in my eyes as I jumped up, wrapping my arms around Emmett's neck. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me close, before bending to set me back down.

He looked back up at Edward with serious, almost threatening eyes. "You take good care of her."

I glanced over to see Edward look back in equal sincerity and nod.

Emmett glanced down at me once more, patting me on the shoulder, before sliding back behind the wheel of the van and driving away, leaving Edward and I standing in the parking lot of the rest area.

I walked to the front of the car where Edward was standing. I wrapped my arms around his waist, resting my head against his chest.

"What was that about?" I asked, looking up while still wrapped around his frame.

"I spoke to him this morning before you woke up about what I had discussed with you at dinner last night. I wanted to warn him that the offer was out there in case you decided to take me up on it, give him time to get used to the idea."

My eyes grew wide. I blinked slowly a few times in surprise. "Uh, how did he take the news?"

Edward shrugged, "Like any big brother, I guess. He's worried we're rushing things and doesn't like the idea of us 'shacking up', even though that's what he's getting ready to do with Rose himself."

I sighed, "Yeah, but he and Rose have been at the relationship thing for about a year now. We've only officially been together for a couple of weeks, and in that time we've already nearly broken up...granted it was over a misunderstanding, but still, you can see where he would be concerned."

Edward sighed deeply, brushing his lips across my forehead before resting them against mine and looking into my eyes. "I know, I know, but I also know my heart. I know I'm ready for it when you are. I'm not going to pressure you, though. It's all about when you're ready, because I'll tell you right now, baby, I'd be happy if you moved in tomorrow."

I smiled, tipping my head so that our lips met briefly. "Boy, have you come a long way in a short amount of time, Mr. Masen!"

He chuckled as he led me to my car door and opened it for me. "What can I say, you are special, WE are special."

I leaned across the top of the door to kiss his lips again before sliding into my seat, letting him shut the door for me. He walked around the car, settling in behind the wheel and readjusting his seat and mirrors before backing out of the parking spot, merging back onto the interstate.

As we drove along, we listened to my iPod playlist. We chatted about the songs as they came up next on the random mode, giving time and mindset to the particular tune that currently ran across the speakers. Sometimes the memories were fun and light, other times they were sad and melancholy, but each one seemed to hold significance for both of us.

A couple more hours on the interstate, we exited onto US 41 entering the Northern Suburbs. Two towns later, I realized where we were headed. I looked over with a bright smile and a slight nibble of my bottom lip. He had promised somewhere special to both of us; somewhere we could be alone together in peace and finally be together in every sense of the word. He was taking me to the beach house in Lake Forest.

"The beach house?"

He nodded with a wide smile. "I figured it would be a good place to get away and have some peace. Aunt Esme even offered to come up and get it set up for us, so we should be all set with food and firewood for the weekend."

"Sweet! We can finally use that beautiful fireplace!" It had always been way too hot in the summertime to use the beautiful stone fireplace. I used to sit next to it on the couch for hours, reading books and daydreaming about sitting in front of a fire wrapped in Edward's arms, and now I would probably get to! I was so excited I began to bounce and giggle like a preteen.

After another half an hour of weaving through the suburbs, we pulled up into the driveway that led to the beautiful three story lake home. It looked a bit different in the fall as the surrounding trees were filled with orange, yellow, and brown, instead of the green I was so accustomed to seeing when I was here. After the car was parked, Edward ran around to open the door for me, grabbing my suitcase from the back and the bags Emmett just gave him. We walked to the back door where he opened it using a key and led me inside by the small of my back.

I looked around in awe at the beautiful home, full of warm honey colored woods. Large, beautiful windows looked out over the beach and the lake beyond. We passed through the kitchen with its black and white granite countertops, gleaming with bowls of fresh fruit on top. The nearby dining room table had a large arrangement of fresh cut flowers that added just the right touch of color of the homes' continuous brown palate.

We continued through the large den where the stone fireplace sat along the south wall, firewood already in place and ready for a flame to ignite the waiting fuel. The sun was shining through the large plate glass windows that looked out at the lake beyond the deck, creating shadows behind the large wooden beams that supported the wood lined cathedral ceiling.

We passed through the den to the staircase. We passed the door that led downstairs to the four guest rooms that we all typically stayed in when we visited the beach house, climbing up the staircase to the upper loft level that we very rarely dared to tread. The loft level held one extremely lavish spare bedroom, Esme and Carlisle's room, and two particularly lavish in suite bathrooms.

The first time we came here four years ago, we had received the grand tour from Esme. She warned all of us that if anyone dared to have any romantic escapades in either room, we would be banned from the beach house for life. Needless to say, we never dared give them any reason to suspect anything by simply avoiding the area altogether. Since that first tour, I had never seen these rooms again until this day.

Edward guided me to the beautiful guest bedroom with white washed walls, a small fireplace along the wall this room shared with the master bedroom, and a cherry finish sleigh bed covered in fluffy white and black bedding. Edward carried my bags over to the bed, lifting them to sit on top of the fluffy comforter before turning to me with a smile.

"Alice sent the dress and whatever else is hiding in the duffel bag for tonight. You have some time to relax, take a nap if you'd like. You can just sit and read for a while or whatever you'd like to do to unwind. I have to run a few errands. I'll be back here to pick you up at this door in three hours. In the meantime, if you would please just stay in this room I'd really appreciate it. There's a mini fridge with drinks and food under the sink in the bathroom. That hutch over there has a TV inside, if you want to watch something. Can I get you anything for now?"

I watched as he glanced around the room, trying to think if he had forgotten anything, as he ran his hand nervously through his hair. I smiled and closed the space between us, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Yes, you can give me a big hug and a kiss, and relax a little bit yourself. I don't need a ton of pomp and circumstance. I just need you, okay?"

He relaxed a bit and smiled, leaning down to kiss me, wrapping his arms tightly around my waist. He pulled me in for a hug, burying his nose in my neck, inhaling deeply.

"I love you...now go take care of whatever you want to. I'll stay right here and veg for a while."

He smiled, kissing me once more with a bit more passion before finally releasing me. He walked through the door with one last glance, closing it behind him.

I sighed and turned, looking around the room, debating on what I wanted to do. I definitely didn't want to watch TV, the couches looked inviting for a little book time, but I wasn't entirely sure. I walked over to the bed and picked up the garment bag, unzipping it slowly to reveal a satin cocktail length ice blue wrap dress with a low neck line and short sleeves.

I sighed, removing the dress carefully, hanging it on the back of the TV hutch. I opened the duffel to see what surprises awaited me there. I began pulling out the myriad of items hiding inside. I found a make up bag full of cosmetics with specific colors to use with the dress. There was also a silky ice blue La Perla underwear set that matched the dress almost perfectly, with a coordinating garter belt and thigh high stockings. There were directions for the best way to style my hair, with Swarovski crystal hair pins to adorn the curls. Finally, in the bottom was tucked a pair of precariously high heeled beige patent leather Christian Louboutin platform boots to complete the ensemble. Just looking at those made my feet ache, but I had become well aware from my friendship over the past few months with Alice and Rose, that beauty is often pain. If there was ever a night to subject myself to torture via stiletto boots, tonight would be the night.

I grabbed my toiletries from my large suitcase, heading for the bathroom. Gasping as I stepped inside, I instantly knew exactly how I would be spending my free time. The massive in suite bathroom was covered in beige marble tile with a long double sink and a steam shower. It was beautiful, but the piece de resistance was a massive Jacuzzi tub that was simply begging for me to settle back into it with my crinkled copy of Pride and Prejudice, which I hadn't had the time to actually sit down and read in a couple of years now.

I let out an excited squeak as I ran across the room to start the water before turning to go get my supplies together. A check of the fridge under the sink revealed a few small bottles of wine and some chocolate covered strawberries that were just begging to be cherished while soaking in the beautiful tub. I poured myself a flute, setting it on the edge of the tub along with the strawberries and my book.

I removed my clothes quickly to slide in, moaning at the encompassing warmth of the tub. Sneaky Edward, I had told him once that I would love to have a relaxing afternoon to read a book in the tub with wine and chocolate covered strawberries. All the TV stuff was just a rouse. He knew EXACTLY where I would end up spending my afternoon.

I settled in, hitting the button to make the jets bubble under the surface of the water. I moaned as my muscles reveled in the sensation, relaxing almost immediately. Lifting the glass of sweet white wine to my lips with a sigh, I rested my head against the shell shaped inflatable tub pillow. Setting my glass down gently after a sip, I lifted a large strawberry to my lips. I took a big bite, letting out a loud 'mmmmm' as the flavor symphony of chocolate shell mixed with the burst of strawberry juice filled my mouth. I finished off the strawberry in two more bites before picking up my book, settling in to read about the Bennetts and my favorite character of all time, Mr. Darcy.

I shut off the jets a half hour into my bath, staying there for another hour after that, adding more hot occasionally to chase the chill away. Once I was thoroughly pruny and had read nearly half the novel, I finally decided to let my hair from the confines of the ponytail holder. I took care of the business end of my long bath, before stepping out to wrap myself in the massive, velvety soft, white, Egyptian cotton towel.

I still had an hour and a half left, so I slipped on Alice's choice of underwear, tossed on an equally soft bathrobe that hung from the back of the bathroom door to lounge in, and took my time drying my hair and getting myself ready. I took occasional breaks to look out the windows at the scenery or to read another chapter or two, not wanting to put on my dress or those potentially dangerous boots until the last possible second.

Thirty minutes before Edward was due to pick me up at my door, I heard the quiet sounds of classical music drift over my head from the speakers in the house wide sound system. I closed my eyes, drifting in the dark romantic strains of Moonlight Sonata. I decided to take one last look at my face and hair, taking time to tame a few loose curls.

Overall, the look turned out quiet nicely without me even climbing into the wrap dress. Alice had picked a soft glowing palate for my makeup, with a creamy, shimmery white eye shadow blend and a soft pink blush with a slightly darker lipstick. The end effect made me look almost as if I had done nothing, but rather naturally glowed.

My hair had been a bit more difficult for me to beat into submission. I had used the provided curling iron to create large soft curls in the back with tighter curls on top, which I pulled up the sides and used pins to keep the hair back from my face. Unfortunately, the large curls tended to want to fall out and the little curls didn't want to stay in place away from my face. I wrangled a few more free fliers before returning to the bedroom to carefully slide the satin wrap dress over my shoulders, tying it securely at my right hip, shimmying a bit to make sure everything stayed in place. I didn't want to give any premature peep shows after all.

I spun in front of the mirror, a wide smile filling my face. The dress was utter perfection. The way it hugged my curves in a slightly teasing way, and yet still retained the conservative look that I felt more comfortable in was inspired. I loved to feel sexy, but when I started crossing the line into slutty, then all my confidence seemed to disappear instantly. I was by no means a porn star.

I flexed my toes a few times, enjoying the sensation of being able to feel them for a few more seconds before carefully sliding on the beige designer boots with the heels that could not have been any less than four and a half inches high. I had to give Alice props though, the only way to get me into heels this high was to make sure they had a lot of ankle support, which this boot most certainly did. I slid them on, feeling my toes scrunch together, my foot sitting at the precarious angle. I took a few tentative steps across the room, nearly falling with the first few strides. Thankfully, after my fourth trek back and forth across the carpet, I began to gain my sense of balance. Eventually, I was able to walk fairly smoothly, feeling the height of the heel forcing my hips to rock a little more than usual. Thankfully, it felt like a sexy sway and not a floozy swing.

Looking at the clock to see I had ten minutes left, my nerves suddenly hit full force. I looked at myself in the free standing full length mirror next to the bed with a critical eye. My stomach became infested with caffeinated butterflies and my hands began to tremble slightly as my breathing sped. This was it, this was the night that we were going to finally be together in every way. I couldn't help but feel nervous that I wouldn't be enough for him.

I was thankful though, that we had discussed everything thoroughly the week before. As soon as we got together, Edward had gone to be tested and got the all clear. I had been on the pill for years for regulation purposes, and had also received an 'all clear' about a year ago when I got tested. All things being so, no protection would be needed. It could truly just be the two of us with no barriers.

In the throes of passion, my inhibitions were lowered and I felt more secure in the fact that we would please one another enough. I couldn't wait for it to happen, but standing here in my borrowed designer ensemble, barely able to stand on my own two feet, I felt far from confident.

I fidgeted with the ring on my right hand, looking at the glimmering diamond full of promises and love. I took a deep breath, hoping that I really would be enough for him. I reached up, straightening the necklace Alice had included in my makeup bag in order to center the teardrop pendant between my collarbones. I tucked one more hair into place just as the gentle knock began to sound on my door. I took a deep breath and let Edward know he could come in.

I watched nervously as the door opened slowly. I drew in a shaky breath, taking in the sight in front of me. Edward was dressed in black slacks and a white button up shirt with an ice blue tie that matched my dress, under a black suit jacket. His hair was in perfect sexy disarray.

The same time that I took in my breath, I had heard a gasp from his chest. By the time my eyes reached his green ones, they were reaching my face, meeting my gaze with unabashed wonder. I smiled at the fact that he was gazing at me as though I were some sort of super model, when he was most definitely the breathtaking specimen in the room.

He blinked his eyes slowly a few times with a slight shake of his head, before he came the rest of the way into the room, pulling a single cream rose with pink tips from behind his back and offering it to me with a reverent look on his face.

"My God, Bella, you are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen!"

I took in a slow staggered breath, feeling the blush rise in my cheeks as I nibbled my lip reflexively. "Thank you, you look pretty amazing yourself."

He smirked at me before slowly reaching his hands up to ghost over my pink cheeks and then brush them over my pink lips. It felt a little strange to be so much taller, but it was nice not to have to strain to meet his lips when they only had to dip a couple of inches to meet mine.

He caressed my lips with his sweetly as we moved them in gentle sync. We both let out a soft moan before he hesitantly broke away, resting his forehead against mine.

"Well, Dr. Swan, are you ready for our date?"

I smiled and nodded, still stunned into a state of muteness by his fabulous attire. He ghosted his hand down my arm to clasp my fingers with his own, pulling me gently toward the door. He walked much slower than his normal pace, glancing worriedly at my feet.

"Is Alice's goal to make us spend the night in the ER or something? You are destined to fall and hurt yourself in those things!"

I giggled.

His eyes jerked up to me with a smirk.

"I think I'll be okay as long as you don't have me hiking very far in these suckers. I'll wear them for a while to make her happy. I'll take them off later and just go barefoot."

He nodded as we reached the railing that overlooked the den from the loft area above. I gasped as I looked around the room. All of the furniture had been moved and in the middle of the room sat a white linen covered table for two with fancy china and covered dishes waiting for us. A fire crackled in the fireplace on the south wall, and the music piping through the house was a bit louder in the larger space. The entire room was surrounded by vanilla pillar candles, lighting the rest of the room in a soft amber glow.

"Oh my...Edward...it's beautiful!" I felt his arms snake around my waist as he stepped behind me, pulling me close, burying his nose in my neck.

"Nowhere near as beautiful as you... Are you hungry, love?"

I nodded absentmindedly, as I continued to stare down in awe at the scene below me. Edward released my waist, taking my hand again, leading me to the staircase. He escorted me down, making sure I made it safely to the floor below. He led me to the table, pulling my chair out for me and pushing it behind me as I settled at the table.

He crossed to the other side, pulling an already corked bottle of champagne from a silver ice bucket. He poured each of us a glass with a tiny bit of flourish. The towel around the neck of the bottle slid down for a moment, long enough to get a peek at the name. I gasped for the tenth time already tonight.

"Cristal? Are you insane? You know, as little as I know about wine, you could have bought a twenty dollar bottle of Asti and I'd be happy. You really didn't need to buy a four hundred dollar bottle of champagne for me!"

He chuckled, leaning down to kiss the top of my head before tipping my face up to look at him. "Bella, Bella, Bella...someday you'll learn that there are times that I'm going to spoil the shit out of you and I'm not going to give a damn how much it costs. Tonight, my dear, happens to be one of those times. Besides, you're wearing at least twice if not three times that much on your feet right now."

I sighed, dropping my head. "I know, don't remind me, but these are borrowed and at least you don't drink it in one evening and it's gone forever. At least boots you can wear a few times!"

He chuckled, sliding into his seat across from me. His hair glowed and shimmered red and orange thanks to the firelight shining behind him. He reached one hand forward, taking mine on the table while grasping his glass in the other and tipping it toward me.

"I'd like to make a toast. To you, my beautiful Bella, for taking my shell of a life and filling it up with even more than I ever dreamed. You are every bit the angel that you look tonight. I will be forever thankful to have you in my life."

He tapped my glass with his. We both sipped together, keeping eye contact the entire time. The smooth liquid slid past my lips and over my tongue in a bubbly torrent of deliciousness. I hummed in surprise as Edward looked on smugly. The slight hints of apple and hazelnut danced in my mouth as I swallowed down the expensive shimmering liquid, actually impressed.

"Wow, I still don't know if it's really worth quite that much money, but it's definitely a million times better than Asti!"

Edward laughed loudly, nodding in agreement before sliding back out of his seat. He reached forward to lift the silver domes concealing our meals. The scent of the gourmet meal before us wafted up to me making my mouth water.

We sat and talked quietly while we ate, enjoying some quiet time alone together in such a beautiful place. We looked out across the lake. As the last of the light left the sky behind us, the stars began to peek through the dark blanket of the night, reflecting on the surface of the water, giving the impression that the sky surrounded the house nearly completely.

After we finished the meal, Edward disappeared into the kitchen, emerging with a single serving of crème Brule for each of us. We ended up feeding the decadent desert to each other in a totally cheesy, romantic movie way that didn't seem nearly as cheesy when you're actually the one participating.

Once we finished our dessert, Edward helped me to my feet before clearing the table. He moved it off to the side, out of our way, as I walked toward the large French doors that led to the deck. I could see the reflection of him moving around the room behind me. I was mesmerized by the fact that this gorgeous man was here, with me, doing these wonderful things just for me. I continued to watch when he removed his jacket and walked toward the sound system where his iPod was piping the strands of classical music through the house. He pressed a couple of buttons with a serious expression on his face.

Just as he did, the music began to change. I gasped at a streak of light that flashed in the distance beyond his reflection. He came behind me, reaching his hands around my waist, asking if everything was okay when two more streams of light streaked the sky. I pointed toward the beautiful anomaly. The 311 version of Love Song piped above us through the built in speakers while we watched the meteor shower streak the sky. Hundreds of silvery ribbons of fire reflected in the water beyond, giving the appearance of twice as many around us.

I felt his lips by my ear as we began to sway to the beat.

"Still not as beautiful as you..."

I chuckled lightly, but it quickly morphed into a sigh. I felt his lips kiss a trail down the right side of my neck from my ear to my shoulder as his hands slid back and forth across the silky fabric of my dress.

Slowly we shifted away from the windows. I felt his hands on my hips, spinning me to face him. Before I was all the way around, his lips claimed mine. He pulled me close as my body finally aligned with his. I ran my hands up his chest only to find their home in his hair, where they nestled contentedly.

Slowly, his mouth drifted back by my ear. His sexy, velvet laden voice crooned along with the song. My hands drifted to his tie, loosening it and pulling it from around is neck to be tossed somewhere behind us.

"However far away, I will always love you. However long I stay, I will always love you. Whatever words I say, I will always love you...I will always love you."

The haunting guitar strains began when I attacked his mouth with mine, sucking his lips between my own as our tongues battled for dominance. His hands roamed my back and settled on my ass, pulling me tightly toward him to close the minute space that separated us. We moved back and forth in perfect harmony. He moved me back toward the couch that was turned toward the wall. He broke away from our kiss, leaning me against the back.

"It's nice, you being this tall, love, but I think we need to get you out of these boots before you get hurt."

I nodded, swallowing past the lump in my throat. His hands brushed down my whole body, as they traveled down toward my feet. He dropped to his knees in front of me, gently lifting one boot clad foot to his thigh, helping my foot to slide out and placing a few soft kisses on my calf before settling it on the floor before lifting the other and sliding it off with the same gentle caress of his lips on my aching muscles.

The music slipped into a quiet section.

Whenever I'm alone with you, you make me feel like I am free again.

Whenever I'm alone with you, you make me feel like I am clean again.

He slowly stood back up in front of me, letting his hands graze their way up my thighs and hips, only to rest on my rib cage just below my chest. Our eyes met again with matching desire. My hands slid to where his shirt was tucked into his pants, pulling it out roughly. Attacking the buttons with my fingers, I freed his beautiful chest from the prison of the fabric and pushed it off his shoulders, pressing myself to his defined chest just as the song ended.

There was a brief pause of silence, filled only with the sound of our kisses and the crackling of the fire before a soft female voice filled the air. The first words of the Lamb song Gorecki filled the air. I moaned, looking up to lock gazes with Edward. Both of us were breathing hard with passion and emotion as my hand explored his chest while his grazed up and down my back.

If I should die this very moment
I wouldn't fear
For I've never known completeness
Like being here

In a single fluid movement, I tipped up when he bent down and we met in the middle for a passion filled kiss.

Wrapped in the warmth of you
Loving every breath of you
Still my heart this moment
Or it might burst

Edward's arms wrapped around my waist, as he picked me up, holding me tightly to his chest. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he began to walk toward the staircase, never breaking our kiss. He opened the door to Esme and Carlisle's room before settling me onto my feet. I gasped as I looked around to see rose petals in the shape of a heart on the white down comforter of the bed, a canopy of thin gossamer and more candles on all of the hard surfaces of the room.

Could we stay right here
Until the end of time until the earth stops turning
Wanna love you until the seas run dry
I've found the one I've waited for

All this time I've loved you
And never known your face
All this time I've missed you
And searched this human race

After I took a few moments to absorb the scene before us, I turned to reach my arms around his neck once more. Our lips fused again as I pulled him toward the bed, stopping when I felt the back of my legs touch the mattress. Edward's hands traveled up to cup my face, caressing my cheeks gently before running through my hair.

Here is true peace
Here my heart knows calm
Safe in your soul
Bathed in your sighs

As the chorus began again, he pulled back, watching his hand dance along my body, over the peaks and valleys of my frame until they came to rest on the bow that tied my wrap dress together on my right hip. Slowly, as though he were unwrapping a much anticipated gift, he pulled the ties. The dress slid apart to reveal my lingerie and my warm skin that was anxiously awaiting his delicious touch.

Wanna stay right here
Until the end of time
'Til the earth stops turning
Gonna love you until the seas run dry
I've found the one I've waited for

The one I've waited for

The tempo picked up just when his mouth fell to my skin. He began to hungrily kiss and suck the flesh above my breasts, drifting slowly down toward the swells of my breasts. My back arched to him as my head fell back. He trailed his fingers over the tops of the satin cups before looking up at me with a smirk.

"This is really gorgeous, babe, but it needs to go." His fingers slid along my sides, across the top of the strap at my back until he reached the clasp. He released it slowly, letting the bra fall free from me. As soon as my chest was bare, he descended his mouth on one breast while his fingers teased the other.

All I've known
All I've done
All I've felt was leading to this
All I've known
All I've done
All I've felt was leading to this

His mouth continued to taste my chest. His hands played along my waist until it found the material of my garter belt. He slowly pulled it down from my body, pulling the attached stocking right along with it as he broke his mouth from me to pull the stockings away. He knelt in front of me, smothering my stomach and thighs with kisses as he traveled, continuing to lavish my skin on his return trip. Once standing, he took a step back. Watching me with hooded eyes full of desire, he mumbled over and over that I was perfection.

No longer happy with the balance of clothing, I reached forward and began to unfasten his pants, pushing them to the floor, leaving him in nothing but a pair of black silky boxers. I grabbed his shoulders, pulling him onto the bed on top of me. Scooting us to the middle, I plunged my hands into his hair, desperately plundering his mouth with my own.

Wanna stay right here
'Til the end of time 'till the earth stops turning
I'm gonna love you till the seas run dry
I've found the one I've waited for
The one I've waited for
The one I've waited for

Wanna stay right here
'Til the end of time 'till the earth stops turning
I'm gonna love you till the seas run dry
I've found the one I've waited for
The one I've waited for

The instrumental rhythmic beat led our motions. Our mouths explored one another's chests. Our silky underwear slid back and forth across one another as we writhed together on the bed, his hardness creating delicious friction against my ever dampening core. We were a tangle of hands and legs and lips and tongues, finding one another's eyes occasionally when we stopped for breath. Neither of us fully believed we were really here with each other the way each of us had dreamed, and yet never dared to hope.

"I love you," he breathed across my face.

"Not as much as I love you," I breathed back, just then the last phrase filled the air, 'The one I've waited for,' before the house fell into silence once again for a moment.

The music that began to fill the air next seemed out of place after Lamb's slow crooning. I smiled up at him quizzically before I realized what the song actually was. My amusement quickly faded and replaced by a need for more of him. I reached for his hands, twining them tightly with mine, while leaning up to delve deeply into his mouth once more as Flyleaf All Around Me began.

We rocked into one another hard and fast, grinding steel behind satin into fire behind silk. Both of us panted and moaned in tandem at the delicious tension all around us. I could have sworn my release was just a hairs breadth away as we slid together in desperate erotic harmony, both of us dying for the closeness we've both been craving for so long.

My hands pulled from his and immediately drifted to the waistband of his boxers. We caressed around the material of our undergarments, our bodies tensing in pleasure.

The room was filled with nothing but the sounds of our panting breaths and heated moans, until Edward growled loudly into the night. "Oh God, Bella, I need you, now!"

He hooked his fingers in the crotch of my panties, pulling them down and off my legs instantly before I could even moan.

"Please, I need you now, Edward. I need to feel you."

He positioned himself above me, staring intently in my eyes as the chorus began again. He slowly pushed in, burying our souls within each others eyes as our bodies united. Both of our mouths dropped open as we moaned in unison.

I can feel you all around me, thickening the air I'm breathing

Holding on to what I'm feeling, savoring this heart that's healing.

When he was fully sheathed in me, he stayed still, allowing me to adjust to his size. It did sting just a bit after being celibate for so damn long. As he waited, he slowly leaned down to kiss me passionately. My internal muscles massaged him reflexively, earning another long moan into the depths of my mouth.

As the song continued on in an anthem of love and healing, we began to move together slowly, sensually, our bodies humming in delicious pleasure from head to toe. We kissed and tasted the flesh we could reach while connected. Our hands roamed the surface of our unclothed bodies slowly and reverently. For the first time in my life, I felt loved and worshipped during physical intimacy. I felt as though I were returning the homage in equal measure.

Our eyes met once more and we both knew that this was so much more than either of us ever imagined. This was love making at its most staggering. Neither of us had been here before, and neither of us would ever want to be anywhere else ever again. We kept our eyes locked, occasionally leaning together to kiss, only to return to our intense eye contact as our bodies sped. The sensations grew stronger and stronger as we both panted into each other's mouths.

"I love you so fucking much, Bella. In all my life...it's never..."

I nodded in understanding. "I love you too, Edward. Nothing ever can or will compare...never...ugh...ohhhhhh!"

"Oh God, Bella, I can't hold out much longer. Cum with me baby."

I moaned and arched into him as he pushed further into me with a matching moan. "Oh God...Edward...oh FUCK!"

My hands buried themselves in his hair. My body arched and rose off the bed in the strongest orgasm of my life, my body clamping down around him inside me as obscenities poured out of his mouth. He exploded inside me, our bodies shaking together before falling onto the bed in a spent pile of muscle and bone.

"Holy fucking shit, Bella. That was fucking amazing!" Edward moaned from on top of me.

I sighed, running my hand through his hair, "That, my love, is an understatement. It was so much more than just amazing!"

He agreed as we melted closer, our muscles relaxing further in post coital bliss.

After a few minutes of recovery, we shifted to lie in each other's arms, sharing lazy kisses and caresses. We listened to the rest of the songs stream in through the sound system between whispered proclamations of love and devotion. The songs continued to change on the sound system.

"So is this iPod playlist what you were focusing so intently on all day?"

He nodded. I chuckled and kissed his neck.

"Thank you. You put so much work into all of this, and you were right, this was SO much better than that motel! You never cease to amaze me, Edward Masen. I never knew you had it in you!"

He smiled, kissing my temple. "Never had a reason to try before."

We laid there, talking a while as we held each other closely on the bed. Once we were past the sweet and loving afterglow, I felt him chuckling next to me.

I looked up in suspicion. "What?"

He had a wicked smirk on his face as he reached his hand up, tapping the tip of my nose with his index finger.

"I discovered another way to bring out the hidden sailor in you. So now in order to get you to actually say the word 'fuck,' you have to be either drunk, pissed as hell, or cumming on me."

I shot him a dirty look a split second before swinging my leg over his waist, sliding up on top of him, pinning his arms down with mine, my own smirk firmly in place.

"Only you can do that, but I have to tell you, Mr. Masen, I'm pretty sure you can make me cuss a hell of a lot more than that if you really put your mind to it."

Fire blazed behind his green irises as he slowly licked his lips, bucking his hips up to grind his already fully ready erection against my ass before arching up to claim my mouth in a feverish kiss. Suddenly, he flipped me onto my back, using his hands and mouth to make me scream all the cuss words in the book until my voice was raspy and weak. After he was satisfied that he had spoiled me for life, he proceeded to take me over and over, each time earning more and more screaming obscenities, not stopping until the sun began to rise in the sky.

Tired and sore, we slipped out of bed, wrapping ourselves in robes and blankets. We made our way down to the den where Edward disappeared into the kitchen. I opened the French doors, stepping out on the deck to enjoy the sun rising over the lake. Soon I felt him step behind me. He held a mug of hot coffee out to me, which I eagerly grabbed and sipped with an appreciative hum. He took my blanket, wrapping us both inside it as we huddled closely in the cold October morning.

The morning air was peaceful, reflecting how I was feeling inside. For the first time in my life, I felt like my life was finally in place. It was as if he were the last puzzle piece that completed my make up. This was the way it was supposed to be. This was right...and I wasn't going to let it go for anything.

Edward tugged me toward a lounge chair, pulling me down with him. He settled me between his legs while we enjoyed the morning, sipping our coffee and listening to the wildlife around us.

We were both exhausted, so it surprised me when I noticed that Edward was beginning to get excited again when I shifted my weight slightly to get more comfortable. I glanced up and down the beach, noticing that in the off-season the area was completely dead. Most of the houses on this stretch were vacation homes that remained fairly unoccupied outside of late spring and summer. I smiled inwardly as I rolled over to straddle Edward, taking him by surprise when I kissed him deeply and began to tug loose the belt holding his robe closed.

He looked up at me with an arched eyebrow. I just winked and disappeared inside the blanket. I took him eagerly into my mouth, earning loud moans of gratitude from my bona fide sex god. He had spent the whole night working to see how many times he could get me to drop the f-bomb, keeping a tally for future comparison, not letting me take care of any of his additional needs outside of actual sex.

I felt his hand reach down, fisting my hair as his hips began to buck up to meet me before he tugged me back up. I popped my head out of the blanket, shivering at the sudden cold. I had gotten toasty warm inside the extra thick blanket. I looked up at him in surprise.

"Don't you want me to take care of his for you?"

He smiled at me when his hands found the tie to my robe. He loosened it, opening the robe, allowing himself access to my hidden curves.

"Baby, your blow jobs are the best ever, but the feel of you around me is too heavenly to pass up. Besides, your cum face is addictive."

He grabbed my hips, pulling me up, directing over him. We moved in unison, moaning and whimpering until shockwaves rippled through my body as I convulsed on top of him.

"Oh FUCK, OH, EDWARD, Oh Fuck Yes! You make me feel so fucking good. Fuck, Fuck, FUUUUUCCCKKK!"

I felt him twitch and fill me as his own proclamations and variations of the word fuck emerged from his mouth. We collapsed back on the lounger, my head landing on his shoulder. I felt his hands rubbing circuits up and down my spine as he sighed into my ear.

"Who would have thought that sweet Bella Swan was an exhibitionistic, dirty talking, full on sex goddess?" He chuckled and kissed my forehead. "We haven't even been here eighteen hours yet, and you've already screamed fuck sixty-two times, my beautiful sexy vixen. I think that might just be a record!"

I chuckled and smacked him lightly on the chest before resting back into the crook of his neck.

"Well, one thing is for certain, my love," he whispered into my hair, his hands continuing to massage my back and moving over my hips to tenderly massage my aching thighs, "you definitely have no reason to fear that you're not enough for me. You are the most amazing woman I have ever known in every conceivable way. Now you've got me wondering if I'm going to be able to keep up with you!"

I scoffed and shook my head. "As if..."

He sat up, tickling my sides. "What was that Alicia? You been watching Clueless again? Hmmmm?"

I was pushing away, cackling while his tickle torture continued, not even feeling the cold air that was assaulting my exposed skin through my open robe with our blanket forgotten to the floor.

"P...please s...stop E...ed...ward," I managed to squeak through my giggles.

His hands finally stopped their assault, his arms wrapping around my waist, pulling my chest to his with a sigh.

"I love you, Isabella Swan. I'm seriously not trying to push here, but I really hope you decide to move in with me. I know you feel it too...this is how we're meant to be, so why wait?"

He kissed me softly before running his hands through my tangled mass of hair. I laughed under my breath to think that was once softly curled, the mop on my head was now horribly tangled.

He nuzzled my neck, "Just think about it babe...okay?"

I nodded with a sigh as I smiled into his skin.

He took a deep breath before shifting to tie my robe closed, then his own, before helping me stand.

"I think it's time for breakfast. What do you say to eggs, bacon, and toast?"

I licked my lips with a hungrily. "Sounds delicious."

He smiled, pulling me with him through the French doors. He settled me onto a barstool at the island counter before shuffling around the kitchen, pulling skillets out and grabbing supplies from the fridge. I just sat back and observed his beautiful perfection. Man I was one damn lucky woman!

The following songs/lyrics used in this chapter are the sole property of their respective owners. No copyright infringement is intended.

Moonlight Sonata, by Beethoven

Love Song, by 311

Gorecki, by Lamb

All Around Me, by Flyleaf

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