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Chapter 20: The 32 Year Old Born Again Virgin

Edward and I reentered the reception hall. Rose grabbed my hands and dragged me to the dance floor for the bouquet toss. I really didn't want to be out there. Yes, technically I was single. But the thought of being bum-rushed by twenty some odd women in stiletto heels was not appealing to me. Rose, apparently, noticed my grimace and smacked my arm.

"Rose! That hurt! I bruise easily," I said rubbing my arm.

"Bells, enjoy this. Catch the damn bouquet," she giggled. She plopped us in front of crowd and Alice stepped in front of the DJ booth. She gave us all a wink and turned around as the music blasted through the speakers. The DJ roused the crowd and Alice turned around. She looked at all of us girls with a coy grin, waving her toss bouquet. She was getting to throw it when she turned around abruptly and placed into my hands. I squeaked and gave her a glare. She kissed my cheeks and scampered away. The rest of the 'single ladies' grumbled and exited the dance floor.

Edward was off to the side, laughing hysterically. I threw the bouquet at him and he caught it. "Alice is only trying to help, Bella," Edward laughed as he waved the bouquet in my face.

"She could have just THROW it. Not placed it in my hands," I moaned. "Give the other chickies a fair chance."

"This is Alice's way of being subtle," Edward replied, putting the bouquet back in my hands. "She's always wanted a sister. She whined and moaned whenever I visited that I was, and I quote, 'an icky, stinky, stupidhead boy.'"

"Edward, you are none of those things. Okay, except the 'boy' part. Though, man is a more apt description. There ain't nothing that is 'boyish' about you," I said, tracing my finger along his tuxedo-clad thigh.

"I have boyish charm," he winked. The DJ called out the single men. Edward gave me a quick kiss and walked out to the dance floor, standing next to Jacob. They were talking and I sat down at one of the guest tables. I wondered if Jasper was going to do the same thing as Alice. He better not. Edward was already hinting at his level of commitment with me. Now, I was ready to be with him intimately and capable of being his girlfriend, I was nowhere near ready to be his wife.

Alice danced onto the floor. Jasper came behind her with a chair. Alice sat down and crossed her legs, hiking up her wedding dress. Jasper gave her a lascivious grin and kneeled in front of her. His hands danced around her ankles. His fingers walked up her legs and he put his whole head under her dress. The crowd laughed and Jasper stayed hidden for a few minutes. He pulled down the garter with a triumphant grin. He stood up, assisting Alice to her feet. He kissed her sweetly and she left the dance floor. Jasper shook his hips to the rhythm of the music and turned around, stretching the garter. He looked of his shoulder and at the crescendo of the song, he shot it. It fell right into Jacob's hands. He floundered and thrust it into Edward's pocket, laughing hysterically. Edward bent over in a fit of giggles as Jasper approached Jacob. Jake pointed to Edward and darted off the dance floor, plopping down next to me.

"Didn't want the garter, eh?" I teased.

"Hell no! Who would want to marry me?" Jacob said.

"Jacob Black, you will find your special someone," I spat. "I promise you!"

"Jeez, Swan. Rant much?" Jake laughed.

"She's quite passionate about people she cares about," Edward retorted as he spun the garter on his finger. "They need us for pictures."

"More pictures?" I whined. "Fuck me."

"You know my opinion on that, Bella," Edward snorted as he helped me off the chair. The muscles in my legs protested. Stupid heels. The photographer arranged us and snapped a few pictures. Afterward, I walked back to the table with Jake. Edward was close behind. Jake was sitting, idly twisting a coffee cup. "What's wrong, Jacob?" Edward asked.

"Nothing," he sighed.

"Bullshit," Edward retorted as he sat down next to him. "You were fine until the garter toss. Now you look like you're at a funeral."

"I'm never going to get this," Jake said, gesturing to the wedding. "No one will want me. I'm fucking tainted."

"Jake, listen to me," Edward said sternly. "You are not tainted. I know I told you this when you came in. You will find someone who will love you, regardless of your issues. I actually have a co-worker who is really great. His name is Ren. I mentioned you to him and he seemed interested."

"Will he be interested when he knows my HIV status?" Jake grumbled.

"You won't know if you don't meet him," Edward said, placing a hand on Jake's shoulder. "I can find out when he's available and if you want, give him your phone number."

"Sure, sure," Jake said. Edward whipped out his phone and programmed Jake's number into it. Edward also snapped a photo of Jake. He protested but Edward insisted with an impish grin.

The rest of the reception went by without a hitch. Edward dragged me out onto the dance floor, against my protests. After third trip out there, I slipped off my shoes and immediately felt better. We all danced, laughed and had a good time. Edward always kept his hand on me, holding me close to his body. The only time he stepped away was when he took off his tuxedo jacket. Around ten, Alice grabbed my hand and we walked to a suite. I helped Alice remove her dress, along with Esme. She changed into a white slip dress with a white shrug to travel on her honeymoon. We went back into the reception hall and the remaining family members all gathered to wish Alice and Jasper a good time on their honeymoon: ten days in Hawaii.

After they left, the party continued. I dragged my old and tired ass to one of the tables sitting down. I put my feet up on the chair and sighed. Edward sat in said chair, putting my feet in his lap. "Tired, beautiful girl?"

"Mentally, I'm wired. Physically, my muscles are barking. I'm too old for this shit," I laughed. Edward's fingers began massaging my feet and I moaned. "Fuck, that feels good. My ankles are killing me."

Edward smiled and he continued his foot massage. He frowned when he noticed the scars on my ankles. "You have surgery scars," he stated.

"Yeah. I've had three surgeries on my feet. Two on the right; one on the left," I answered. "I've sprained my ankles more times than I can count. I have no cartilage and they are very weak. But you know that already with the boot."

"Yes, I know. I also know you had the surgeries. I saw your history when you came in for your hand. I just wanted to hear it from you. Mike…"

"Didn't hurt my ankles. My own damn clumsiness did," I replied. "I'm shocked I haven't hurt anything today with these." I held up my silver sandal. "For certain I would have broken something."

"But you didn't. Besides, you have Dr. McFuckme to save you," Edward laughed. "Are you ready to head up to our suite?"

"I don't think I can move," I muttered. "My poor feet."

Edward got up and gently tugged on my arms. He turned around, crouching a bit. "Hop on."

"Edward, I'll throw out your back," I said, biting my lip nervously. "I'm a heifer."

"Do you remember your pledge?" Edward asked as he looked over his shoulder. I nodded and huffed. I hiked up my skirt so he could grab my knees. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hopped onto his back. He easily lifted me and we walked out of the reception hall. He strode to the elevator and we walked in, riding it to the top floor. We reached the last room in the hallway when Edward put me down gently. He reached into his pocket and took out his wallet. He retrieved the key card and unlocked the door. Edward laced his fingers with mine and pulled me through the door of the suite. It was beautiful, decorated in beiges, blues and white. The furniture was sleek and opulent looking. "Are you going to move from the entrance, beautiful?"

"Just admiring," I sighed. "It's lovely. It must have cost a mint. Please…"

"Bella, I got the room for us. If you try to offer to pay for it, I'll get pissed," Edward said, arching a brow.

"Sorry," I mumbled, dropping my gaze to the floral arrangement on the sofa table. He walked to me, tenderly touching my cheeks and forcing me to look into his evergreen orbs. He leaned down and kissed me. My heart stammered in my chest and my stomach did flip flops. I gently pulled away and smiled at him. "I really am sorry. I'm just not used to this." I gestured to the room and to us. "I'm going to shower and remove the ten million hairpins in my head."

"Okay, Bella. Your bag is by the bed," Edward said as he laced his fingers with mine. He handed me my bag and I darted into the bathroom. I spent twenty minutes removing all of the pins from my hair. Once I had my hair free from its hairpin prison, I turned on the water and stripped out of my pink dress. I stepped into the hot stream, washing off the grime of the day. I washed my hair and finished my shower. I walked out and dried my body with a towel. I dug around in my bag and pulled out the nightie that I packed. I blushed furiously.

"You can do this, Bella. This is Edward. He loves you. He's seen you naked. He loves you," I chanted. "I can do this. I know I can." I put on some deodorant, lotion and perfume before I slipped on my nightgown and panties. I ran my fingers through my hair, scrunching it slightly. I put on the bathrobe behind the door and walked into the suite. Edward was sitting on the couch, watching some television. "If you want to shower, go right ahead."

"Thanks, beautiful," he smiled. He got up and took off his shirt as he walked into the bathroom. As he showered, I took the opportunity to look around the room. There were some candles around the suite and I lit them with a flame thrower on the dresser. I put in my iPhone into the sound dock in the room, choosing a quiet jazz playlist. I turned off the television and I sat down on the bed, toying with the ties of the robe.

Edward walked out of the bathroom a few moments later, wearing a pair of sleep pants, his glasses and a smirk. His hair was flopped in front of his eyes. He tossed his tuxedo pants, shirt and shoes onto the chair. "Shower help with your tight muscles, beautiful girl?"

I nodded and kept my eyes trained on the pattern in the carpet. A few stray tears fell down my cheeks. I didn't know why. I wanted this. I wanted him. Why am I such an emotional wreck?

Because you're making love to a man who is not your husband. This is not a bad thing, moron. Mike was not good in the sack. At all. Talk about a two pump chump. It was all about him, Bella. Edward has proven to you that he is selfless lover, willing to make your pleasure be his number one priority.

"Bella? Love?" Edward asked. I sniffled and drew my knees to chest. He knelt in front of me. "If you don't want to do this, I'm okay with it. I don't want to push you. I want to make love to you, but if you aren't ready…"

"Edward, I want you. I want to you to make love to me, but I'm afraid. I'm afraid that I won't…won't…be good enough. That you'll hate me," I whispered.

"I can never hate you, Bella. My heart bursts for the love that I feel for you," he said as he pulled my legs down. He knelt between my legs and looked at me. His gaze was earnest and loving. "I love you. All of you."

I wrapped my arms around his neck, sniffling against his damp skin. His strong arms snaked around my waist and he held me tightly. "I'm sorry, Edward. So sorry," I bawled.

"Bella, don't apologize," he said quietly. "Don't ever apologize." He scooted back and caressed my cheeks with his thumbs. "If you don't want to do this…"

I was having none of that. I looked into his jade eyes and crashed my lips to his. He was surprised momentarily and then he reacted to my kiss. His hold on my waist tightened and I fisted my fingers into his wet hair. We kissed until we were breathless and needed to pull apart. I looked at Edward, reaching for the ties of the robe, releasing them. I shrugged off my robe and Edward looked at my nightgown. His eyes darkened and he swallowed. "So beautiful," he murmured.

"You make me feel that way, Edward," I said reverently. Edward smiled and cupped my face in his large hands. He kissed me sweetly and pushed us back onto the bed. He hovered over me, never putting his full weight on me as I spread my legs. He moved his lips from mine and gently kissed down my neck, nibbling along the heated skin there. I shifted underneath Edward and moaned. His hands softly ran down my arms and I tangled my fingers into his hair. His tongue moved along my skin, on my collarbone, my neck , the swell of my breasts, the sensitive spot behind my ear and the ending on my lips. His kiss was soft and sweet, morphing into heated and desperate. He rolled and pulled me across his waist, straddling his hips.

"Bella," he whispered as he looked into my eyes. "Are you sure?"

I looked at him, never feeling more sure about anything in my life. "Positively sure. Edward, I love you. Tremendously and I want to be with you. I want to feel your hands on me. I want to feel you inside me," I said, smiling shyly. "Please?"

He sat up on his elbows and his eyes were filled with tears. A few tears fell onto his cheeks and he smiled brilliantly. "Anything for you, Bella," he murmured. He took off his glasses and sat up, kissing my lips with renewed fervor. His fingers danced along the hem of my nightgown. The same touch moved to my legs. I moaned and moved along his hardening length. My hands ran across his strong shoulders, kneading the muscles. Our mouths moved in tandem, fighting for dominance. Edward's hand wrapped around my waist and he held me tightly. Still keeping his powerful hold on me, he pulled away. "Can I see you, my beautiful girl?" he asked quietly. I nodded and his fingers ghosted up my body, dragging the nightgown with it. He pulled it over my head and tossed it on the ground, gazing at my body. I instinctively covered my body, but Edward stopped my hands. "Don't, Bella. You're exquisite."

I blushed and dropped my gaze from his eyes to the bedspread behind him. "I'm not," I said, almost inaudibly.

"Bella, you are gorgeous. Here," he said as he ran his hands along my arms. "Here," as he pressed my temple. "And most importantly, here," he whispered as he laid his hand above my breast, over my heart. "You are the most beautiful woman in my eyes. You need to recognize it. When you do…holy shit! Look out. The world will tip on its axis. Bella, believe me."

He kept one hand on my chest and his other hand gripped the back of my neck. His lips brushed mine. My heart stammered and I inhaled sharply. His soft kisses were pressed to my mouth, my eyes, my cheeks and then back to my mouth again. The hand that was on my chest moved to my breast, gently squeezing. I moaned and opened my lips. Edward's tongue languidly slid into my mouth. It danced with mine, running along my teeth. My hands ran across his shoulders and down his arms. He rolled his hips and I was on my back, with Edward hovering me. His lips left mine and moved down my body. He looked up at me and took one of my breasts into his mouth. I arched my back and whimpered. He laughed lightly, causing reverberations to radiant through my body. His tongue flicked my nipple and his other hand played with my other breast. I could feel my panties get damp and my legs were moving restlessly.

Edward's mouth moved from my chest and he kissed back up to my mouth. His hand traced my leg and moved to my inner thigh. He growled and his fingers moved closer to my throbbing core. Edward pulled away and he looked at me with such love and affection. "I love you, Edward," I whispered, trying to calm my erratic breathing.

"I love you, Bella. More than my own life," he murmured. His fingers slipped into my panties and he gasped. His brow arched and wicked smile broke over his face. "Let me guess. Alice convinced you?"

"Meddling elf," I giggled. "You like?"

"Hmmm," Edward nodded as he pulled my panties down my legs. He looked down between my legs and I felt his arousal grow harder against my leg. "I like very much, my beautiful girl." He moved down my body and he pressed chaste kisses to my inner thighs. He licked his lips and his fingers moved along my slit. I moaned and bucked my hips. He arched a brow and he placed an opened mouth kiss to my clit, pulling it into his teeth. My back arched and I nearly came when his lips met my core. He pushed two fingers into my body and I groaned.

"Edward," I mewled.

"I love hearing you say my name. Especially like this, beautiful," he purred against my heated skin. He kissed my inner thighs, sucking on the skin. His hand moved in my body faster and he sucked on my thigh, probably marking my pale skin. He hummed and turned his head back to my dripping core. He nibbled lightly on my clit and he added a third finger into my pussy. My hips moved in conjunction with his ministrations and I could feel my muscles respond to his erotic touch. Edward pulled away and he was breathing heavily. He looked up at me and his eyes were filled with desire and lust. "Let go, Bella. Come for me."

"Oh, God," I moaned as I tangled my fingers into his hair. I didn't want to push him back to my pussy, but I was too close. I needed release. Edward took the hint and he licked the length of my slit, adding his tongue to his fingers in my core. With his other hand, he flicked my clit and I was panting. My hands moved to my breasts and I grabbed them forcefully. "Edward! So good. So close."

Edward worked furiously in pussy and I felt my body move close to the edge. He removed his tongue from my sex and then bit down on my clit. I yelped in surprise and I felt my walls clamp down on Edward's fingers. I arched off the bed and Edward kept his mouth attached to my core as I rode out my orgasm. I regulated my breathing and calmed down my body. Edward crawled up my body and his mouth crashed against mine. I could taste my arousal on his lips and I moaned. My hands snaked down his body and I pushed his pants off his hips. He pulled away and kicked his sleep pants off the rest of the way. He was naked underneath and his cock smacked his belly when he removed his pants. Instantaneously, his lips were moving with mine. With my legs, I wrapped them around his waist, bringing his body closer to mine. His cock nuzzled my entrance and he pulled away from me abruptly. His eyes were filled with love, but wary. "Are you sure?"

"Never been more sure about anything in my life, Edward," I whispered. "Make love to me."

His eyes softened and he leaned down to kiss me again. There was no hesitation in his kiss. Just love. Just adoration. Just Edward. He moved his hips closer to mine and his cock moved closer to my core. He opened his eyes and brushed my hair from my face. He balanced his weight on his elbow and he looked down momentarily as he lined up with my body. His eyes moved back to mine and he smiled. "I love you, my Bella." He moved his hips and he slowly slid into my core. With each inch that he filled me, my heart was bursting and I felt a livewire jumpstart my body. A tear fell down my cheek and he kissed it away. He closed his eyes and took a few breaths. "So good," he whispered. "You feel so good." He moved out slowly and thrust back into my body. His jade eyes opened and I saw tears in them. I reached up and caressed his cheeks as he thrust in and out of my core. My skin was overheated, my heart was stammering and I felt nothing but absolute love for the beautiful man above me. Inside me.

"I love you, Edward," I whispered. A few tears left his eyes and his lips crushed against mine. His movements sped up and I latched my legs around his waist, squeezing him with my walls. I'd never been with a man without a condom and the feeling was indescribable. Feeling all of Edward. Not an approximation of him through a thin layer of latex. I felt my body respond to his movements and I mewled in his ear. He linked one of my legs over the crook of his elbow and he sat back. His eyes never left mine. They were filled love, lust, desire and adoration. "Shit," I moaned. "I…I…"

"Fuck, baby," he moaned. "I'm so close. Being with you like this is unreal. A dream come true. You were made for me, Bella," Edward said as he angled his body to hit a different part of my core. I saw stars as he shifted. I screamed in complete ecstasy. I'd never come from penetrative sex and this was fucking amazing. My muscles clung to Edward's cock and I reached between us, feeling our connection. Edward growled and he moved with more ardor against me. Inside me. Filling me completely with everything he had. Edward's breathing was labored and his brow was covered with sweat. I felt his body slap against mine and my own skin was covered in a sheen of sweat. Edward's mouth dropped and he grunted. Seeing him like this made my muscles clench. I looked at him and rubbed my clit with my hand. My other hand tangled in Edward's hair, pulling him down to me. His tongue invaded my mouth and I felt his dick twitch. With that feeling, my muscles clamped around Edward's cock and I ripped my mouth away from Edward, screaming silently as I came. My orgasm triggered his and he spilled into my body with a thunderous roar of expletives and proclamations of love. He collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily. He released my leg and I wrapped my arms around his neck, nuzzling his damp, soft hair. Edward started to pull away, but I kept my arms and legs wrapped around him.

"Don't," I whispered. "Stay."

"I've got to be squishing you," he said sleepily.

"No. You're fine," I murmured. "I don't want to let you go. I feel so complete right now."

"God, baby. So do I," he said, kissing my neck. "There are no words to describe how I feel."

"Home," I answered.

I felt Edward smile against my neck. "Home. Perfect," he muttered. He looked at me and he slid out of my body. I felt bereft at the absence of him in my body. I wanted nothing more to be connected to him like that forever. I had never felt so complete. So loved. So cherished in all of my life. Edward must have noticed my frown as he gently ran his finger between my eyebrows. "Don't be sad, beautiful girl. Tonight was the first night of forever," he whispered. He got up and went into the bathroom. He returned with a washcloth. I arched a brow. "You're going to be sore tomorrow. Just trust me," he smiled as he ran the warm washcloth between my legs. I could already feel the soreness begin and I hissed. Edward chuckled lightly and he continue to soothe the soreness that was in vajayjay. He tossed the washcloth on the floor and pulled down the comforter. I settled in between the sheets and cuddled next to Edward, on his chest. Before I knew it, my eyes were closed and I was in a deep, deep sleep.

A/N: They did it. They did it! Holy crow! They did it! What do you think? Leave me love! :-)