Chapter 3

Bella put her hair up and posed in front of the full length mirror. The young woman turned one way then another, before eventually deciding to leave it down. She had spent the better part of the evening getting ready, mentally and physically, for her upcoming date with Edward.

The brunette hummed to herself as she turned to dig in her closet. She was wearing a matching set of black lacy under things. They were just one of the many purchases she had made to get the delivery man to her door.

She pulled several dresses from her closet and held them up to her, one at a time. With each one, she examined herself in the mirror. Edward had said he wanted tonight to be a special night, and quite frankly, she did too. They had already had the "I'm clean; and I'm clean and on birth control" talk on a previous occasion, so it wouldn't spoil the mood when the time was right.

And the timing felt right, she thought to herself as she tossed aside a light blue number. She could not believe just how long it felt like, waiting for tonight to happen. It had been several weeks since their first date, and the pair had gone on several dates so far.

Their first was to a carnival that had come to town. They spent the afternoon and evening walking around the fairgrounds and just conversing. Sizing each other up, she guessed. The getting to know one another phase didn't stop them from participating in all the carnival cliches. He even won her a big stuffed bear at a game booth. The large toy sat on the bed behind her.

The pair took rides several of the attractions. Miniature coasters and whirling metal contraptions. The final ride of the night was the large Ferris wheel erected near the center of the carnival. It was there, right at the apex of it, with the sparking lights of the carnival reverie below, and the stars and moon above, that he first kissed her.

She pulled out a slim fitting black dress and held it in front of the mirror. Her eyebrows rose as she turned side to side. She liked how it looked, it was definitely a 'tonight' kind of dress. She knew Edward would like it too. It had slink to it, accentuating her favorite features.

She laid it carefully on top of her bed. Next she would pick out her jewelry. The young woman opened a drawer of her nightstand and there inside was a box she kept her shiny things in. Bella opened it and dug around, looking for matching earrings and a nice necklace to go with them.

He had taken her to see a movie on another date. She had a great time but she could not for the life of her describe the plot of the film. Unlike their first date, there wasn't a need for further "sizing". That particular date had been more about getting closer physically. They had spent most of the run time in the back of a mostly empty cinema, more interested in each other than the film.

Bella smiled as she recalled the hot and heavy night. Finally she picked out a pair of elegant silver earrings and a thin silver chain necklace with a small round pendant that hung from it. She looked in the mirror and liked the look of it. The cool metal of the pendant sat comfortably on her decolletage. She turned to face away from the mirror and looked over her shoulder, examining the way the earring hung and appeared from that angle. Satisfied, the young woman went back to her closet to pick out a pair of shoes.

Bella had never seen the ocean before, and now she lived only a drive away from it. When she had confessed to him this fact, he enthusiastically insisted they should to go to First Beach. The drive down was full of laughter. Their mood was reflected in the weather. It was a clear, sunny day as they drove to La Push, building in-jokes the likes of which could only be understood by them and no one else. The pair had been lucky enough to walk the sands and stumble upon a small secluded beach. Bella still wasn't sure whether that beach had been private property, and the two been trespassing, but had seen no posted signs and her companion didn't raise any concerns either. She had laid down a blanket and the two had a picnic. They had cuddled there together as the sun set, sharing warmth as the chill encroached.

She fingered through a number of different styles of footwear, skipping over the cursed running shoes. She picked out a pair of black, open-toed, sling back pumps. She liked how they looked and completed the ensemble in her mind. Bella looked up at the clock on her bedroom wall and saw she was running out of time. The woman plucked the pair from her closet and she returned to her bedside. It wasn't long before she was dressed. She took another look in the mirror. Elegant and classy was the theme she was going for, and she felt that she was right on the money. As a final step in her preparation she touched up her make-up. This was one of those nights where "effortless" was not on the table. Bella wanted him to notice, and see that there was care put into her appearance for him.

She was nearly satisfied when she heard the doorbell ring. She called out loudly enough to hear from outside that she was on her way. As a final touch she applied her lipstick. Now painted a deep crimson, they contrasted with her naturally pale complexion. She smiled at her reflection. Slipping into her shoes Bella made her way to the front door. The brunette grabbed her purse off the small table in the foyer. Upon opening the door, Bella saw her date, standing with his hands in his pockets. Those green eyes were looking away. He was nervous, she could tell, and thought it was adorable.

Edward's attention snapped to her as the door had swung open.

"He- whoa." He stopped mid-word. His eyebrows were raised and the young man's eyes dropped to the ground and roamed upwards, coming to rest upon her lips. Bella let the moment pass wordlessly, enjoying the obvious stunned stare. She smiled, and Edward swallowed, enraptured by the almost ethereal beauty of it.

"You... look... wow..." He managed to say, finally.

"Thanks." She replied, all smiles, "You're looking pretty fine yourself." She reached forward and touched his chest.

It was true, Edward was dressed in what Bella would have guessed was the finest thing in his wardrobe. He was adorned in a navy blue three piece suit. A white dress shirt popped from underneath the dark vest and tie. Bella let her finger trace the edge of his lapel. His usually wild hair was tamed and properly styled in a way she had taught him, which tickled her.

"Thank you. I knew I had to meet your level, but now I'm thinking you look a little too good for a guy like me." He joked.

The young woman reached up and touched his cheek, "There's still time to learn dear one. I'll make quite the man out of you yet." She winked at him and he smiled that crooked smile of his.

"I'm looking forward to the lessons, Ms Swan." He reached up and took her hand in his, bringing it forward and kissing it softly., "Are you ready to go?"

She nodded, locking the door behind her as she followed him to his silver sedan. He held the passenger door open for her as she slid into the seat. A moment later he was in the driver's seat and they were off.

Idle chat filled the cabin, neither speaking what was on their minds. Their hearts beat heavily in their chests. And each stole glances at the other when they could. In their secret thoughts, dinner wasn't the only thing on the menu.

The car pulled up slowly in front of the restaurant, an Italian one. In red lettering on the awning that ran the length of the storefront was the name of the restaurant, Bella Italia.

The young woman smiled as Edward parked the vehicle, "Bella Italia. Coincidence?"

"I guess I just have a fascination with the name." He smiled back as the engine shut down.

Together they exited the car and he offered her his arm. They walked into the restaurant, exchanging smiles and looks as the hostess seated them.

The waitress brought them menus and took drink orders. Bella went ahead and ordered the mushroom ravioli, while Edward got the veal parmigiana.

As they waited for their food to arrive, they commented on the atmosphere of the dining area. Edward couldn't help but keep his eyes locked on Bella.

"You really look great, Bells."

"Thanks." She beamed.

"No really, I froze up a bit there, but you looking stunning."

"You did seem a bit speechless."

"You have that way about you."

"You keep flattering like that and who knows where you might end up." She smiled and lifted her glass to her lips.

"I can think of a couple places I'd like to end up, or on, or between, or in." There was that crooked smile again.

Her eyes opened a little wider as she pulled the glass away, "Well, that's an interesting way to put it."

"It's shaping up to be an interesting night, don't you think?" At that moment the waitress arrived with their meals.

They dug in heartily, speaking lightly as they ate and generally enjoying each others company.

"So, how was your day?" Bella asked.

"It wasn't too bad. Actually it kind of went by in a blur." He cut into the tender veal.

"Did it? That can either be good or bad."

"As long as the right package gets to the right house, it's a great thing. I've just had other things on my mind."

"Like what kind of things?" She took a bite of her dish.

"Like tonight." Bella smiled upon hearing the answer as she continued eating, "I've been looking forward to it all day."

"Me too."

The pair continued to dine and chat. When they finished the main course, Edward asked her, "Do you want to order dessert?"

"Why don't we pass on that for now? Let's delay gratification."

"Not for too long, though."

"Not for too long." Their smiles lingered as the waitress approached with their bill.

Bella was about to reach into her purse when Edward interrupted, "Why don't you let me cover it?"

"Oh, no, really, I got it."

"I mean it, I want to make this my treat."

"I'm pretty sure it's my turn."

"You can take the next two then. Please?" He tilted his head and tried to give her a pleading look. Those twin pools of green were what won her over in the end.

She sighed, "Fine, it's your treat." Edward grinned and sat back, recalling the waitress to settle up.

Bella and Edward returned to the car, the cool evening air feeling brisk as they left the warm coziness of the restaurant, and once again the young man held the passenger door open for his date. The brunette slid into the passenger seat and buckled up. The engine revved to life and they were off. The cabin was filled with an anticipation. Both knew where they were going, and what they wanted, yet it was still something that hung in the air between them.

The car came to a stop outside of Edward's home. The young man turned to his date and asked, his voice tinged with a hint of nervousness, "Can I offer you a drink?"

There wasn't going to be any drink.

Bella nodded and they exited the vehicle, and made their way up to the front door of the small house. Edward pulled out his key.

Before he was able to open the door she reached up, took his head in her hands and kissed him. Somehow still able to function, he managed to open the door. Their lips still locked, their breathing grew heavy, they stumbled inside as she began to undo his vest and tie.

They were barely inside when she loosened his tie. The woman pulled it off of his neck and let it fall to the floor. He closed the door behind him and she opened his shirt. Both garments unbuttoned, she reached her hand in and pressed against his bare chest. She stretched her fingers and ran her fingers over the flesh.

His hands traveled over her body, over her curves. His slender fingers closed around her bottom, squeezing the soft cheeks through the thin material of her dress. They moved together towards the living room. As they neared the room, articles of clothing fell to the ground, leaving a trail behind them. The young man was topless by the time they arrived in the nicely decorated room. Her dress was unzipped, and practically falling off of her shoulders.

He kissed her neck, eliciting a gasp from her. He began to travel downward with his lips, over her bra. He pulled the dress down as he descended. He kissed and licked her skin, passing down over her stomach. He pulled the dress down to the brunette's ankles. Down upon his knees, he looked up her body before he closed his eyes and kissed her belly softly.

The green-eyed young man kissed again, pressing his soft lips against her soft belly. His mouth moved down slightly with each subsequent kiss, passing over the lace of her panties. With bated breath, she watched him as his lips neared the heat of her arousal. Bella's mouth hung open in a silent moan as his lips finally kissed the sweet spot between her legs.

He could feel the moisture against his lips as he kissed. His tongue slipped out and he tasted her through the black lace. Edward opened his eyes to look up at his lover as he began his second meal of the evening. Her brow furrowed and she let out a longing moan. The young woman's hands instinctively went to his head, her fingers running through that bronze hair.

He pulled aside the thin material, and his tongue dove in. The young woman felt herself spasm for a moment, her knees buckling for the briefest of moments. Her fingers tightened, gripping the thick hair of her lover, and messing it up as she held him fast while he feasted upon her.

Edward lapped at her endlessly, moaning into her flesh. His hands slid up and down Bella's legs, stopping momentarily to squeeze, before continuing to rub her smooth, pale skin. He closed his eyes and surrendered himself to the banquet of her arousal.

The brunette's hips moved of their own accord, grinding against his face. She could feel herself dangerously near the edge of climax. Her moans filled the room and suddenly cut short as she bit her lip. That delicious wave suddenly rolled over her and she tumbled over the edge into orgasmic bliss.

Her juices flooded and he lapped for all he was worth. Despite his best efforts, Edward could not take it all. His hands were firmly holding onto Bella's milky white thighs, as he was not certain that she would be able to hold herself up.

The young woman's knees shook as she rode the sensation. The brunette pushed him away, and took a single shaky step back. She spoke with an authoritative huskiness, "Sit on the couch." Her breathing came in heavy pants as she looked down at Edward, the lower half of his face covered in her slickness.

With a smile he wordlessly rose and moved over to the couch, sitting down comfortably upon its edge. The green-eyed young man leaned back against the soft cushions and spread his knees. Bella watched him and hooked her thumbs into the black panties. In a calculated move she bent over, pulling the material with her. She peeled the undergarment from her and tossed it aside. She descended to her knees, and undid her bra. It too joined its partner on the floor.

Bella crawled towards him, emphasizing the sway in her hips. She watched him as he stared. She could tell by the growth between his legs that he was ready for her. The moisture that dripped down her thighs reminded her that she was more than ready for him.

Her hands deftly found and undid the zipper and belt. The brunette opened the fabric prison that held her treasure. She reached in, biting her lip, and pulled out his manhood. Bella held it in her hand for a moment. She admired the shape and size of it. She could feel his heartbeat pulse through it. Edward's breathing was shallow, bated. She watched his hands ball into fists, expectant and hopeful.

She pressed her lips against the velvet head, kissing it sweetly. She pushed her head forward, slowly. Her puckered lips pressed against the helmet. Ever so slowly, his maleness penetrated. She slid downwards, carefully allowing her tongue to bathe his length tenderly. She could feel it before she heard it; his body tensed up, and a long, low curse escaped his throat. His head fell back as he was enveloped in her warm mouth.

Taking as much of him as she could, Bella withdrew, slipping from the shaft with a lewd pop. She quickly returned, and soon her head bobbed with clear intent. She felt a hand come to rest upon her head. She smiled internally, and reveled in the sound of the moans she coaxed from him. With one hand she held onto his root, keeping it steady as the other caressed the orbs that hung below.

Once more she withdrew completely. She looked up at him, to admire the fruits of her effort. His hand suddenly tightened around her hair, and Edward pulled her upwards, toward him.

Her chest pressed against his, and Bella was acutely aware of the throbbing member that poked into her belly, the heat of which threatened to brand her. Her attention was suddenly ripped away as he kissed her. Their lips met in an inferno of passion as his tongue entered her mouth to duel with hers. They held the kiss together for minutes, each battling for domination of the others mouth. Neither gave any quarter and the kiss ended in a stalemate when they finally broke.

Both breathed heavily, watching each other. There was no going back, not that the thought had ever crossed either of their minds. Edward took her hips and pulled her upwards further, until she straddled his lap.

She reached down to take hold of him while she lowered herself. Both inhaled involuntarily as they joined. Bella sat down, and relished the feel of him stretching her. She rocked back and forth slowly. His hands slid up her thighs, coming to rest on her hips. His body writhed in time with hers.

Her hands roamed over his chest, her fingertips grazing his skin. She rocked in time to silent music. Together they built towards the edge of an orgasmic abyss.

"Turn around." This time it was Edward's husky voice that spoke the command.

Bella breathlessly looked him in those green eyes and complied. She lifted herself up and turned around, facing away from him. His hands held her hips, and he guided her down. Soon the delectable fullness returned as he entered her.

Bella planted her hands on his knees for support as the fingers dug into her soft bottom. Edward dictated a rhythm with his hands, pushing and pulling until Bella picked up the pattern and continued it. She bounced upon his lap, feeling him fill her passage again and again.

He cooed to her, "Fuck, baby! You feel amazing!"

"Yeah, tell me how much you like it, Edward." She grunted as she bounced hard.

"Oh I love it!"

"Yeah you do. Fuck me, baby!" She slammed herself downward, and gyrated her hips in a wide circle. She heard him grunt, and felt the member twitch inside her.

Bella's eyes snapped wide open as she was suddenly shoved forward. Edward surged forward, off the couch. None too gently Bella fell onto her hands and knees on the floor. Before she could look back and question the move, the bronze-haired man was kneeling behind her, one hand pressed firmly down on the small of her back while the other guided his glistening maleness to her waiting sex.

He rubbed the velvet tip between her lips, nestling it between her folds, "Tell me." He ordered, "Tell me you want it."

"Fuck me, Edward. Please, I want it!" She pleaded.

"Tell me what you want." He pressed himself into her for a brief moment, enough to force a frustrated moan from her.

"I want your cock in me! Fuck me with that thick cock, Edward!"

The young man did not need any further invitation as he plunged into her. Moans from both mingled with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Bella could feel him swell inside her. He was racing towards the edge of climax, and she was right along with him.

"Don't stop baby! Don't fucking stop!" Bella's fingers tightened and closed. Her toes curled as she could feel that familiar sensation begin to course through her, "Oh god I'm almost there! Fuck! Don't stop don't stop don't stop."

"Me too, Bella! Fuck you feel amazing! I'm gonna cum!" He grunted the last word, pounding her from behind with his final strokes.

"Fill me up, Edward. Cum!" She felt the searing hot eruption inside her and heard the long, low groan of his orgasm. Thick ropes of his essence filled her, and drove her over the edge. They tumbled together down into the abyss.

Edward leaned over her, collapsing on top of her. She buckled under their combined weight, and the pair lay on the floor, spent and shivering as waves of pleasure rocked their bodies. Their chests expanded in ragged breaths, and Bella enjoyed the feeling of his weight upon her, holding her down and keeping her grounded.

Together they lay on the floor of Edward's living room in silence. Only the sound of their breathing filled the room, slowly normalizing. It was Edward who spoke first, and he began by kissing her shoulder softly, "That was incredible."

"You're telling me." Bella replied breathlessly.

The young man chuckled, "It really was, and so are you." He kissed her shoulder once again.

Still pinned underneath him, she couldn't turn and kiss him back like she truly wanted, but she smiled nonetheless, "So are you."

He kissed her shoulder once again, "Let's go upstairs, to our bed."

"Our?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, the night's not over, and I want to start getting used to waking up next to you." He slowly lifted himself off of her, and began to rise. He offered his hand to the young woman to help her up.

"I think I'd like to get used to that too." She looked at him as she reached up to take his hand. He was smiling broadly down at her. There was that crooked smile again. Bella's heart fluttered as thoughts of forever ran through her head.