Sending you all kisses. Thanks for reading xxx

Eleven.

We were in his car, the backseat this time, the windows fogged over and the smell of sex thick.

In the months since my birthday, Edward had taken to driving to Forks whenever he had short days of class for our secret meetings in just about every parking lot, lookout, lake and forrest in a ten mile radius of my house.

He usually arrived late and waited for me around the corner while I skipped out of the house under the guise of hanging out with Alice or Emily.

Tonight, we were back at the cliffs in La Push, the only car in sight in the dark night.

His lips were on my neck and both our shirts had been discarded. His hands ran over my breasts, alternating between soft squeezes and twists of my nipple that made my hips buck.

Edward had been frustratingly coy about actually having sex. He used his hands and his mouth, working me into a frenzy and leaving me gasping for breath when stars exploded behind my eyes. But when I tried to reciprocate, he'd invariably push my hands away. I had my suspicions that he had a guilty conscience, either about the fact that it was me or that he was lying to Emmett, or maybe both.

Tonight though, I'd run out of patience. I wanted to feel him.

I snaked my hands down his torso and started to carefully unbutton his jeans. Like clockwork, he gently attempted to pushed my hand away. I held firm though, popping the first two buttons.

He shook with a soft laugh.

"Bella, no," he mumbled against my mouth.

"What the hell?" I demanded. Surprisingly, I felt a nag of embarrassment tug at my chest. Was he not into this? Did he have some kind of crazy birthmark down there he didn't want me to see?

He dropped his head to my shoulder and let out an unsteady breath. My mind whirled in confusion and I pushed him back to see his face.

"Are you not into this?" I asked bluntly.

His eyes widened. "I think it's clear that I'm definitely into this," he huffed, pressing his dick into my thigh as if to show me.

"Then what is it? Are you saving yourself until marriage or something?"

He snorted and rolled his eyes.

"No, Bella. I'm just… aware. I'm twenty-one, and you're still in high school. I don't want to do something that you might regret later."

This time I rolled my eyes.

"Edward, I'm no virgin. And I'm eighteen, not some kid. I can make my own decisions here."

"I know, I just don't want this to get… too much."

I puffed my cheeks and scoffed. I was kind of annoyed.

"Edward, you don't need to protect me. I'm not some delicate flower you're going to corrupt. I have sex. It's not a big deal. I'm not some starry eyed teenager who thinks prince charming is about to come riding over the sunset. We can be grown ups about this."

I pushed him off me, reaching down to retrieve my bra. Edward sat beside me and rubbed his jaw.

"I didn't mean it like that," he said softly. I hooked my bra and looked around for my shirt when he caught my hand and forced my gaze onto him. "I just mean you're different. You're not just some nameless girl I can fuck and forget."

"So, what? You're afraid I might fall in love with you if we have sex? That's pretty egotistical, Edward."

His eyes widened again and I saw his cheeks pink. "No, no. I just… I…" he stammered.

"Seriously," I levelled. "I'm having fun with you. And if you're having fun too then you need to let go of whatever misguided concerns you're harboring. I'm a big girl, Edward. If you can't deal with that, we can just go back to the way things were. No hard feelings." I said the last part gently, genuinely wanting him to know that this didn't change our friendship for me.

Edward looked pained as he seemed to measure my words. I waited for what seemed like an eternity, and just as I felt it start to feel awkward, I slowly raised my hand to his face and flicked him on the ear. It was our thing, apparently.

A smile quickly broke across his features, and just like that, the tension dissipated.

Edward blinked and seemed to regard me with concentration, then he weaved his hand into my hair and tugged me into a soft kiss.

I felt his resolve crumble as a I pushed him so he was lying back on the seat and snaked my hands down to his fly, waiting for him to stop me. When he didn't I popped the remaining buttons and slipped my hand inside, rubbing through the thin fabric of his underwear. He moaned into my mouth and slipped his tongue against mine.

Emboldened, I reached beneath his waistband and pushed his underwear down, letting his dick spring free. I wrapped my hand around it and felt his size and weight, slowly slipping up and down until his breathing become labored.

I broke free of our kiss and asked him with my eyes. When I saw no hesitation, I crawled down his body and pushed his jeans further down his hips. He lifted his backside off the seat and let me shimmy them down his thighs, then I turned my attention to him again.

He was big, bigger than the other guys I'd been with, and hard, standing at perfect attention.

I teased kisses along the tantilizing V between his hips and smiled at his shuddering breaths. Slowly, I brought my lips to his tip and ran them back and forth over it for a moment before taking him in fully.

Edward moaned and his fingers knotted firmly in my hair. I looked up to gauge his reaction, and was egged on by the unrestrained hunger in his eyes.

I moved my hand in time as I sucked and licked, rubbing my own thighs together for some friction hearing his moans of pleasure.

Soon, his stomach began to spasm and he gently yanked my hair. "I'm gonna come," he warned, but I kept up my efforts as he spilled into my mouth with a deep rumbling groan.

He let out a shaky breath and pulled me flat on his chest. We lay there, him in a daze and me warm with the knowledge of how good I'd just made him feel. We must have dozed off because I awoke with a start, groggy and unsure of what time it was.

I sat up and fumbled for my phone, seeing I had a text from Charlie asking where I was. I tapped out a reply quickly, saying I fell asleep watching a movie at Allie's and would be home soon.

Edward rubbed his eyes sleepily and asked what time it was.

"A little after midnight," I told him.

"Shit."

We dressed quickly and drove in comfortable silence to my house. I turned to Edward before jumping out of the car on the corner of my street.

"You sure you're gonna be good to drive all the way back?"

"I'll be sweet."

"Okay," I nodded, hesitating with my hand on the door handle. "Um, thanks for tonight." It was a weird thing to say, but my brain was still hazy from our nap.

Edward barked a laugh and reached over to pull me in for a sloppy kiss. He released me with a smack and I smirked back at him, poking him in the ribs for good measure.

When I stepped quietly through the front door, Charlie was sitting in the living room watching football reruns.

"Hey," I called.

"School night, Bells," he replied.

"I know, sorry." I waited in the doorway, mustering a calm expression over my features.

He nodded gruffly but otherwise didn't respond. I was pretty good about my curfew, and was always respectful about texting if I was ever going to be late. Considering my near impeccable track record, Charlie seemed to accept my alibi.

I turned to walk upstairs when he called out. "Something wrong with the truck?"

I paused and turned back to him frowning. "No, why?"

"Noticed you've been having Alice pick you up lately. Thought maybe something was wrong with it." He said it casually, giving me no reason to suspect that he knew it wasn't Alice who had been picking me up for these after-hours trips.

"Nah, but you know Allie. She loves her little car. Guess she just wants an excuse to drive it," I covered sloppily. My dad's moustache twitched, but otherwise he gave me nothing else. Releasing me with a nod, I turned back toward the stairs.

"Night, dad."

"Night."

When I made it to my room my stomach fluttered with the anxiety of almost being caught. One thing was for sure, Helga was about to start seeing some action.