Twilight isn't mine, but the idea is. I was inspired to write this after a marathon of Fast and Furious. All the songs on the soundtrack helped me create this, so you should check them if you don't know them.

Many thanks to my dear friends m0t0b33 and TeamAllTwilight for the pre-reader and beta work.

And to you, my readers and followers, thank you! I wish I had the time to answer you, but we can discuss stuff in my facebook group. ;)

On Christmas Eve, Edward spent some quality time with his family. He couldn't remember the last time his father had been present for the movie marathons he had with his mother. That year it was even more special, having Bella tucked into his side. They shared memories, laughed and drank hot chocolate.

His plan on taking his girlfriend to a hotel had been dismissed by his father when Edward tentatively brought the idea to him. It turned out Jasper couldn't help either with how expensive the hotel room was that time of year. Carlisle had told his son he could spend the night at home, not worrying about them—the parents—because they were to attend a private party and wouldn't return until morning.

Around ten that night, Esme and Carlisle bid the teens goodnight, giving them the usual speech about staying out of trouble before they left.

With them gone, Edward felt the charge between him and Bella—something he'd missed. He hadn't had time to be alone with her ever since they came from Fredonia. After he locked the door, Edward turned to face his girlfriend.

"Alone," he murmured, cupping her cheek.

"Alone," she echoed him shyly.

He shuffled closer and put both his hands on her face, tilting her head to look into her beautiful brown eyes. She stared at him with her mouth slightly open, waiting for his next move.

Licking his suddenly dry lips, Edward bent his head, kissing hers softly. He kept the slow massage on her lips, his fingers tangling in her hair until he got the courage he needed. He pulled away a fraction, gulping thickly.

"I never felt like this," he said quietly.

"Me either. I never thought I'd find someone as special as you." She stroked his stubbly cheek.

"My room." Edward took her hand and led her upstairs. Bella noticed his hand was clammy, and relaxed knowing she wasn't the only nervous one.

Once in his room, Edward closed the door and sat on the edge of the bed. Bella sat next to him, taking his hand again. He gave her a shy smile.

"I'm not good at this," he told her seriously. "I want to make it sound special and shit, but… uh, I doubt curse words fit in a declaration of love. I'm such a moron."

"I feel it too."

He found her eyes and sighed in relief. Staring at her in that moment made all his worries evaporate.

"I love you, Bella," he said quickly, never taking his eyes away from her.

Bella's heart doubled in speed at the sound of his beautiful voice uttering these precious words. "Oh, Edward!" She flung herself at him, knocking him backwards on the mattress. "I love you, too," she answered, kissing along his jaw. "So much."

He grinned like a lunatic, rolling her on her back and kissing her deeply, pouring all his emotions into that gesture. They shared many kisses as their hands explored the other's body, until Bella dared to sneak her hands under Edward's shirt and drag her nails across his back. He moaned and arched his back.

"I'm ready for more."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, Edward. Please."

He tried to slowly undress her and make it special but in the end Bella was the one who took charge and made quick work of their clothes, throwing them on the floor. Deciding to touch all the bases before going for the home run, Edward started with getting closely acquainted with his girlfriend's breasts. They were a little more than a handful and just perfect, responsive to his touch and so soft he couldn't stop nuzzling around them before taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking lightly. Bella sat up on the bed, pressing his head to her tit, loving the feeling he had evoked with that simple gesture. It seemed a wire connected her breasts with her bundle of nerves. Heat engulfed her lower stomach when Edward cupped her sex and slowly touched one of his long fingers to her wetness.

"It feels so good."

"I know, baby." Edward kissed down her stomach, only stopping when he reached the apex of her thighs. He stared in awe at the hair he found there. The girls he'd been with had been bare. Slowly, he parted her legs further then nudged her folds with his nose, inhaling deeply. "Fuck, Bella."

"What are you doing?" She squeaked, making to close her legs, but it was impossible with him nestled between them. "Edward…"

"Shh. Relax. Lie back down."

Once she was horizontal again, Edward gave her an experimentative lick. Bella arched off the bed, but he held her hips down as he dived for her nectar. She kept thrashing around, shaking her head, trying to stop him, but he went on until she shouted his name and slumped lifelessly into the soft mattress.

Gazing at her glowing like that, he couldn't wait much longer. Lunging for his nightstand, he grabbed the box of condoms he had bought on his trip to the mall and took one foil out. When he turned his head he found Bella staring at him with her mouth hanging open.

"What?" he asked, self-conscious, playing with the foil between his fingers. "Bella?"

"That has to fit inside of me?" She pointed to his hard dick, her large eyes never wavering from said part of his body.

"We talked about this before. Remember?"

"But…is it going to hurt?" She finally found his eyes as he chewed on her bottom lip.

"Only a little. I think." He shrugged. "I apologize in advance."

"I'm not sure." Bella dropped her eyes, sitting up and propping her back against the headboard, bringing her knees under her chin.

"Uh, you know that you…" He made a motion of his palms as if growing big. "There…" He pointed to her pussy. "It stretches and it's soft and slippery. It won't hurt that much."

Bella giggled against her better judgment. "If you haven't decided on a career, I have one you should rule out—Sex Ed teacher. You're horrible at this."

"Hey, don't be mean! Look." He took her hand. "Open your legs. Come on, I'll show you."

Bella put her hand in his and he grasped her middle finger guiding it to her entrance. He kept a strong grip on her hand when she made to jerk away. Slowly, he inserted her finger into her, trying not to think that she was touching herself because he wouldn't last. He'd probably explode all over the bedding.

"Oh." Her round eyes found his.

"Now, add another finger."

She did as told, shivering and throwing her head back.

"Fuck." Quickly, Edward tore the foil open and covered his dick with the condom, never taking his eyes off the sight in front of him. "I can't," he gasped, pulled on Bella's ankles until her back was once again against the mattress and her ass on his lap. "I will try not to hurt you, though I have no idea how."

"Leah said you should do it quickly. Sam tried not to hurt her too badly and went slowly…it was bad."

Edward nodded, not really interested at the moment in his friends' first time, though the distraction was all he needed to gather his wits. Leaning over her body, he kissed her lovingly, guiding his dick towards her entrance. Maybe kissing her would take her mind off the pain, he thought worriedly.

His eyes closed in pleasure as the tip of his dick entered her tight and warm pussy only slightly. A part of his brain told him to look at her and gauge her expression, but he wasn't sure he could last if he looked at her beautiful face.

Bella shifted her hips making him slip further until he felt something he'd never felt before—her barrier. His eyes sprung open. She was watching him warily. He took her hands and intertwined their fingers, placing them on either side of her head before pulling out a little and while keeping his mouth firmly pressed on hers, he slammed into her. They both shouted—one in agonizing pleasure, one in agonizing pain.

Minutes ticked by until her inner muscles slowly stopped pulsing and got accustomed with the intrusion.

Edward licked one salty trail of tear, and never looking away he started moving ever so gently. Bella's eyes widened further and she gasped. The pain was subsiding, pleasure taking its place. Her hands found his back and she clung to him as he kept the slow rhythm.

"Quicker?" she breathed in question.

"Next time," he rasped out, closing his eyes and letting his forehead fall on hers.

It wasn't like he could last longer than he already had. When she raked her fingers down his back, he knew that it was too much for him. On his next push, he stilled his hips and came with a loud grunt, his body falling on top of Bella.

"Sorry," he mumbled, nuzzling her neck.

"That was…perfect."

"You didn't come," he mumbled again.

"Don't ruin the moment." Bella sighed happily, squeezing him tightly in her arms. "I love you." A sob erupted from her throat. "Oh, Edward."

"Why are you crying? Did I hurt you?" he asked, alarmed, sitting up. He cringed at the splotches of blood on the bed sheet. "Bella, tell me."

"I'm just…so happy!"

"And you're crying cuz you're happy?"

"Yes!"

He ran a hand through his hair, falling next to her. Turning to stare at her, he mumbled, "Girls are so weird."

"Oh, shush, you!" She gently slapped his shoulder. "You're perfect."

"You've got to rethink that one."

"Well, you've had your bad moments…" she averted, giggling.

Yawning loudly, Edward brought the blanket over them. "Let's sleep for a while."

"Tired?"

"Uh yeah. Aren't you?"

"I'm hungry. I feel so…invigorated."

He laughed loudly. "Sex is not good for you."

"Oh, you idiot!" Bella whacked him in the head with one pillow. "I'm going to steal candy from the tree."

Edward didn't make a move to stop her from leaving the bed. He stared at his girlfriend with a light smile on his face, which only got brighter when she stole the shirt he had worn at Emmett's wedding and slipped it on her.

Giggling and blushing Bella turned to look at him. "I always wanted to wear a man's shirt…naked otherwise."

"Go eat candy before I forget about sleep and take you against the desk."

Her eyes widened with eagerness. "Who needs candy? Or sleep?"

"Bella, you must be sore. Go. Don't tempt me."

"Tease." She grabbed her panties from the floor, but instead of slipping them on, she balled them in her hand and threw them at Edward.

He laughed buoyantly, smelling them and cuddling with them under the blanket.

"Creep!" she hissed, still giggling as she left the room.

"Take a hot bath! We have to do this again. Soon!" Edward called after her before closing his eyes and settling for a short nap.

He dreamt of the amazing girl he was dating, and of the great moments they had just shared. He was one lucky guy to have found such an amazing person as Bella.

A loud noise woke him from his nice dream. Edward stretched on his bed, straining his hearing. Maybe his parents were back, though he knew they usually returned with the sunrise from these events.

"Bella?" he shouted, sitting up. "You okay?"

"Yeah. Sorry if I woke you up!" she shouted back.

Sighing in relief, Edward fell back against the bed. He became aware of the sound of water running. Smiling at the thought of a naked Bella, he rolled out of the bed. Since he was headed to the bathroom, he also stripped the bed.

Edward stopped in his bathroom's doorway, grinning. Bella was in the tub, slouched so low only her head was visible, resting against the wall behind her. He noticed his shampoo and shower gel bottles were on the floor.

Oh, that must be what woke me up. He frowned seeing her own products having taken the place of his. Dumping the bed sheet in the hamper, he collected his bottles and put them next to hers. The sound made her jerk and stare at him with wide eyes.

"Hi." A slow smile spread on her lips, before she licked them staring at him with hungry eyes. "Join me?"

Edward looked down at his nakedness, and tried to hide his sudden shyness. He should have known his body wouldn't be sated after only one sex round, not having had any action for months.

"What had my things done wrong?" he asked, stepping into the tub next to her.

"They were in the way," she joked. When he narrowed his eyes at her, splashing water at her face, Bella changed her answer. "Okay, I knocked them down by mistake."

"Better." He smirked, relaxing against the other side of the tub. "This is too small for two people."

"It's bigger than mine," she said quietly. She nudged his hip with her toes. "You didn't tell me how…rich you are."

A sour look appeared on his face. "I don't talk about that, Bella." He gulped thickly. "As I just learned a few days ago, it's all dirty money. I don't even know if Dad really is a lawyer. You see…" Edward absentmindedly traced a finger over her calf. "He's part of the…mob."

"Mob?" Bella frowned, looking at him confused.

He gave her an amused look. "The mafia."

"What?" she shrieked. "For real?"

"Uh, yeah. I mean, I knew that…for years. At first, I suspected it, then I found evidence in his study…and wanted to join. I got sent to a private school so I'd get an education and not became a common criminal. I rebelled against him. And the thing that I learned about on Emmett's wedding day…" Edward trailed off, staring at Bella's pink toenails, not at her stunned face. "The police had raided the pizzeria. That place was my favorite growing up. Little did I know what took place upstairs."

"Oh, shit. Uh, when you say mafia…" she said in a small voice.

"I mean exactly that—crimes, drug-trafficking, loan-sharking, fraud…and of course, omertà."

"Omer…what?"

Edward chuckled darkly. "Omertà—the code of silence. That was the first thing Dad told me about when I snooped too deep in his shit."

"Wow. I need a minute."

"I want the same from you. Don't tell anyone about this, please. I don't even know why I told you…I guess I trust you and…I can't keep secrets from you." He shrugged.

"I beg to differ." Bella dug her toes into his side making him stiffen and bark a laugh. "Ticklish?"

"Don't you dare!"

She shook her head. If it were any other time, she'd probably have taken full advantage of his ticklish nature. But not at the moment, not after what she'd just learned.

"So…" Edward said after many minutes passed in silence and the water chilled. "Are you okay?"

"I'm in shock."

He frowned, confused. "Uh, why?" He only wanted to know how she felt after last night.

"Why?" Bella looked at him incredulously. "I just learned that your father is part of this…what did you call it? Web? Uh…and he's dangerous."

"Oh, Bella." Edward crawled to her side of the tub and hugged her tightly. "I didn't mean to scare you. I'm so sorry." He rubbed her back, not sure what to do. "Dad's a good man."

"That's what I thought too, but he had his moments…when he scared me. Like yesterday when he shouted at you."

"I kinda deserved that. And I think it was payback…snooping through my things just like I had done to him years ago."

"He doesn't trust you."

"I don't trust myself. I don't know who I am anymore. I want to change my ways…but my past keeps coming up and ruining my plans. I only want this fucking race out of the way and to be over with it."

"I'll probably die a thousand deaths while you'll be racing."

"I'll be fine," he promised, though he knew it didn't hold much meaning. He had to race Ben Badass—every racer's enemy.

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