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This story will eventually have a HEA. So please be patient as I get my characters into position. There will be extreme adult subject matter, drama, talk of abortion and angst; please be advised.

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Our first night together was magical. After that I knew I was going to have a hard time staying away from him. We ended up going out the following night. Ali and Jasper joined us this time. We all met up at 'Volturi Tavern' because I didn't see the point in having them pick us up and drop us off when they lived further out than us. So, I said I would drive Ali and I. Jasper was probably getting used to spending that extra time for Ali because she didn't have a car. Usually, she borrowed my truck or walked.

When I pulled into the driveway to get Ali, her girls came running out to see me. It had been a few days since I had seen them, so I was happy to spare a few minutes for them.

"Auntie Bellie," Alex and Izzie both yelled at the same time as they jumped into the truck. They always made me laugh. They were talking a mile a minute, asking all kinds of questions. When can we go to the park? Or, when they can have a sleepover? Once I convinced them I would talk to Mommy about it, they finally went into the house.

Ali finally emerged from the house and climbed into the truck. Lighting a cigarette, I pulled out of the driveway. I reached over and turned up the music and started singing. Ali just stared at me.

"Do you have something to tell me?" Ali said, while lighting her own cigarette and turning down the music. I knew she was getting ready for the next Spanish inquisition. I dreaded this more than anything. I didn't care about telling her that we had sex. However, she was gonna want to know every little detail and any emotion that went with it. Actually, I didn't know if I was ready for that yet. Beside I knew once I started talking, she was going to start spouting shit about her psychic abilities again, and I didn't need her psychic knowledge clouding my head.

"The play was unbelievable. You and Jasper should try to stop bumping uglies for a few minutes and go see it. Oh, I also met some of his friends that will be at the bar we are going to tonight."

That's when I felt her fist connect with the side of my face.

"Bitch, I can't believe you fucking punched me," I said, while rubbing my face.

"You know that is not what I wanted to know about. How was it? Good? Gentle? Rough, how bi…" I put my hand up stopping her before she could continue.

"Ali, it was beautiful. I have never felt anything like it before. It was hot and sexy and slow and…I can't even explain it. I was so scared though; I had feelings going on in my body I have never felt. I was rocked to my core. Fuck Ali, I have never felt anything like him being inside me."

"Damn girl, Cullen boys know how to fuck! OUUUUU!" Ali shouted with her hands in the air.

"ALICE! Get control of yourself!" I was so embarrassed, but I was laughing at her, too. All I could hope for was that she wouldn't embarrass me in front of Edward. I knew if she embarrassed me in front of him, I would want to go hide under a rock and not come back out. Busting each other's figurative balls was a trait we both had become experts at, but I really didn't want that to happen tonight. I wasn't exactly comfortable with him, yet. Hell, this would be the first time I was going to see him since we'd had sex. Ali and Jasper were already past the awkward stage. Hell, they were past it five minutes after meeting. I really didn't want anything to be ruined.

"Ali, I know how we usually act and talk, but can we just turn it down a couple notches tonight? I know Jasper is as sex crazed as you. You have a lot more experience and more nerve then I do right now. Just give me a few days to let me get the feel of him, please."

"Oh, you got the feel of him all right bitch, in your tight, warm pussy," Ali said, as she turned up the music to one of our favorite songs. We both looked at each other thinking about the words and the true meaning behind them.

No, I don't know where I'm going
But, I sure know where I've been
Hanging on the promises
In songs of yesterday
An' I've made up my mind,
I ain't wasting no more time

Ali's had a really shitty life; it hasn't been easy, but some of it had been her fault. Myself on the other hand, I had always been alone. Ali had been my constant. Whenever I thought I could rely on someone, they let me down; especially Renee. Ali always picked me back up and kept me going.

Here I go again
Here I go again

I hoped that Edward would be a constant in my life. I knew what I wanted, but I still did not know what he wanted. It was too early in our relationship to even think about the future, yet. However, it was all I could think about; him and I together, forever. I wanted the whole package: a wedding, babies, and the white picket fence … our entire future. Thinking about these things didn't help. I needed to get my head in check. I was still a kid, and he was a man.

We pulled into 'Volturi Tavern,' and I gave Ali a pointed look. We both got out of the car laughing. We skipped into the bar holding hands. If anyone didn't know any better, they would've thought we were a couple. Jasper and Edward were sitting at the end of the bar with Emmett and this blonde that looked like she walked out of a magazine. She was leaning over Edward's chair whispering in his ear, at that moment. I turned for the door and started to walk out. Ali reached around and grabbed me, at the same time Edward caught sight of me. In an instant, he was on his feet walking over toward us. Ali took off yelling Jazzy; horrible nickname.

"Hi love," he said, right before he pressed his entire body against mine, pushing me up against the wall. We were in such a deep passionate kiss that I didn't even hear Emmett yelling at first.

"Hey, are you gonna fuck her against the wall, or are you going to let my Rosie met her?"

Well, Ali didn't embarrass me, but Emmett did. At least I knew Edward wasn't interested in the blonde. Since there was no hole to crawl into, I walked into the bar and all eyes were on us. I knew my face was red, and my lips were swollen from the kiss, but I really didn't care. He was mine, and I was his.

We sat down just as Ali had finished being introduced to Emmett and Rosalie. She was overwhelmed with Emmett. He was cute as a button and huge, not fat, but all muscle. I guessed him and Rosalie had been together for a couple years from the way they talked. It seemed they had been talking about getting engaged. Rosalie said hello to both of us, but seemed a little standoffish. She was like a walking brand whore; Ali and I were not that at all. Of course, we would love a Coach purse or whatever, but it wasn't something of top priority for us. Ali couldn't afford it, and I had to pay for my truck, insurance, and rent. Even though I lived at home with Renee, I was still made to pay her rent. Half the time, Ali and I wore each other's clothes mainly because we couldn't afford new ones.

"So Edward, how was last night? Did you guys have a good ti..." Ali asked. She was trying to keep it proper, but I know she was holding back.

"Bella ...why does your cheek have a black and blue mark on it?" Edward said, looking disgusted. He had cut Ali off. He was holding my chin and looking over my face at the same time.

"Alice Marie punched me," I spit out, so fast I didn't even think about it.

"What do you mean she punched you?"

"Well, I was driving, and she asked a question. I did not give her the answer she wanted. So, she punched me," I said laughing.

Edward groaned. I'm sure figuring out what Ali wanted to know about. He knew she was going to want all the dirty info from last night.

"It's not that big a deal, trust me. We have gotten into worse before. Just answer her question about last night before she starts swinging again," I finished as the bartender handed me a beer.

"The play was excellent, Alice. I highly recommend it. You and Jasper should go see it, but you can't ever seem to stop fucking each other. Then, Bella got to met Emmett and a few of my other friends, and we had a great night," Edward said to her very nonchalantly.

I almost spit my beer out all over Emmett and Jasper when I saw Ali's face. She was in between pissed, confused, and happy.

"Did you guys rehearse what you were going to tell everyone because that was the exact same answer I got from her," Ali yelled, slamming down her beer. Jasper was laughing behind her.

"I don't give a shit about the play. I want to know the dirty part of the night. All the fucking, sucking…"

"Alice, whatever happens between Bella and I is our business. If she wants to tell you, then that's her decision. I'm not one to kiss and tell." He cut her off and spoke with such devotion that I was just staring at him now.

After Ali finally let up on the sex questions, the night went great. We all drank and talked like we had know each other for ages. We played music on the Jukebox, and sang along with the songs we played. I think music was going to be our thing. It seemed that whenever we got together, we were singing. We had an uncanny liking for the same kind of music. The music I listened to was a weird collection; all different types and from all different eras. But, I just knew it was going to be something we shared.

After a long night at the bar, Rosalie started to warm up to us a little more, and we all decided to get together again later in the week. Edward and I were talking about going to the Circus in a couple weeks, and I asked him if we could take Ali's girls with us. They had been begging me to take them somewhere without their mom, and I knew they would love the circus, if he was cool with it. He agreed without a blink of an eye and that really surprised me. Most guys didn't want to be bothered with kids, let alone someone else's.

We decided to call it a night, since I was drunk and so was Ali. Jasper and Ali took my truck and went back to his house. Edward offered to drive me home; I had no problem. Knowing Renee was gone for the night, I was hoping for a repeat of last night. Maybe this time I would be a little less nervous. We talked all the way back to my house, and I was really loosening up around him. We really did get along well, even with the big age difference.

When we finally got back to my house, I asked if he wanted to come in, and he agreed. We decided on the whole movie thing again, and I popped one in. We lay down on my bed next to each other and started talking, and the talking lead to touching. He leaned forward and placed his hand on the side of my face, and I started to tingle immediately. We slowly leaned toward each other, and when our mouths touched, the fire in my body ignited again. There was no need to ask for entrance this time because he took my breath away. Our tongues rubbed together like they were fighting for dominance of each other.

He slowly rolled himself on top of me, running his hand under my shirt, heading straight for my breasts. He slowly pulled my bra down below my right tit to free it from its confines. He gently massaged my breast and then gave the tightened nipple a tweak; I let out a little gasp. I still wasn't really comfortable with vocalizing the pleasure he gave me. He then went to the left and did the same. He seemed so happy with himself when my nipple pebbled between his fingers.

Reaching down to the hem of his shirt, I pulled it over his head. I started to kiss on his jaw and neck, all the while rubbing my hands up and down his back. He moaned lightly as my hands caressed his taut muscles of his back. He pulled from my arms and sat up on his knees. Then, he reached for the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head. He ran his hands up my sides, wrapping them around my back to unhook my bra. While he pulled the hooks open, he leaned down and took one nipple in his mouth. As the straps from my bra went slack against my body, falling off my shoulders, he reached down and palmed my other breast. I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips. He chuckled, causing the vibrations from his vocal chords to wash over my sensitive flesh. I rubbed my thighs together, needing friction there as he looked up at me from his position on my breast.

The look in my eyes and the rubbing of my thighs must have clued him into the fact that I need more … so much more. He sat back up, abandoning my breast, and started to unbutton my jeans. Running his hands slowly along the waistband, he began to pull down the zipper, while never losing contact with my eyes. I wanted to grab a pillow and cover my face, but I couldn't break away from his mesmerizing gaze. Once the zipper was down, he pulled off both my pants and thong in one swoop. I lay there completely naked in front of him, nervous and really wanting to cover myself up with a sheet. But, his eyes and facial expression were so peaceful and relaxed that I started to calm down.

"So beautiful," he moaned, as he lifted up my leg and kissed my ankle. The gentle kisses didn't stop there. In fact, he was working his way up toward my knee. He then moved over to the left leg, repeating the same actions he had done on the right. Every nerve ending in my body was awake and alive, fire coursed through my veins, and wet desire dripped from my core. I knew the bed would be soaked from the moisture he caused to seep from my pussy. This time instead of stopping at my knee on the left, he continued up towards my weeping sex. I squirmed on my bed wanting him closer to where I needed to feel his touch. When I thought he was going to finally reach the promise land, he started alternating legs with kisses, causing me to groan in frustration. He looked up at me when the sounds left my lips, making me focus once again on his eyes. A part of me was too embarrassed to look at him, but I could see the smile that played on his face.

"Bella, don't look away. I want to see your beautiful eyes. I love your beautiful blue eyes."

The whore he was turning me into leaned up on my elbows and watched him work his way up to my wet core. In a quick motion, he let his tongue run right up my wet slit, putting much wanted pressure on my bundle of nerves. My head fell back then as I gasped for air. He didn't stay there though, but slipped his fingers inside of me as he continued his kissing up my stomach to my chest, neck, jaw, and back to my lips. He slid up next to me. I used his position to undo the buttons of his pants and slip my hands into the waistband of his boxers. The rhythm of his fingers inside of me increased, until I was a panting mess. I had lost focus on getting his pants off of him. When I went back to shoving his pants down, he added another finger and used his thumb to add pressure to my clit. He curved his fingers inside me and hit a spot I didn't even know existed before. I knew in that instant that this man was going to be the death of me. Well, death by sex wasn't a bad way to go.

When he pulled his fingers out of me, I finished pushing his pants down, exposing his hard cock to the elements of the room, which caused him to hiss from the coolness. I smirked at him, gaining a little bit of confidence. Showing me up, he took the fingers that had been pleasuring me and placed them in his mouth and sucked my flavor off of them. I was completely dazzled by Edward.

He crawled between my legs and thrust himself into me hard. It took everything in me not to scream out his name. He leaned down and kissed me with a fiery passion. I could taste myself on him and didn't know if that was hot or gross; that was for sure going to come up in a conversation with Ali. I really was leaning more towards fuck hot at this point.

The smell of sex permeated the air, causing him to buck wildly into me and the feelings were more intense than the last time. Edward grunted and moaned as he pushed in and out of my body. I wasn't any better, moaning every time he hit the spot in me that made my toes curl. I looked into his eyes and watched a trickle of sweat run down from his sexy hair. Just watching him and feeling him did things to my body that I never knew existed before.

"God, Bella … so good," he grunted, thrusting inside of me as sweat dripped from his body onto mine. Moaning loudly and needing more, I wrapped my legs around his waist tighter. I felt the buildup of sensations in my stomach and knew I was getting close; I think he could tell, too. He looked down into my eyes with desire.

"Cum with me, Bella."