With spring break over things settled back into their normal habit. Edward would show up in the morning to drive them to school, she'd hang out with him, Alice and Jasper between classes, he'd drop her off, she'd spend time with Charlie if he was home, and then she'd go up to her room to work on homework till Carlisle showed up. That was how the weeks passed, and on weekends she'd spend it at the Cullen house or occasionally Carlisle would whisk her away to Port Angeles for a date.

As May started the only thing anyone seemed to want to talk about was prom. It was scheduled for the second Friday of the month and Bella had been trying to talk Alice and Edward out of going. Both had tried to tell her it was a rite of passage, but she really didn't care. Eventually, they managed to agree that she could skip this year if she went as a senior. She had a feeling she'd come to regret the deal but agreed to it.

Bella, however, had been less focused on the dance, and more focused on the blonde currently hovering over her without his shirt. Since their little tryst in the man's Mercedes Carlisle had been a more willing to try to be intimate with her. It had been slow progress, and Carlisle still asked for permission before touching her intimately most of the time, but he no longer felt the need for permission to strip her of her top and often rid her of the garment the first chance he got.

Carlisle actually surprised her one night, when he let his hand trail down her stomach to the tops of her jeans. His fingers hesitated a moment as they continued to kiss before he decided to go for it and cupped her sex through her jeans. Her arousal had started to seep into the material and Carlisle let out a low groan at the feel of her. It became a regular occurrence for him to run his fingers between her legs, but he hadn't worked up the courage to touch her directly. The teasing was beginning to take its toll on her as the days passed without relief.

Bella woke one Wednesday morning from the saucy dream she'd been having with one thought, she was extremely horny, and nothing was going to stop her from getting some from her man.

With a groan of frustration, she sat up. She had to get through a whole day before she'd get a chance at some relief, and that was assuming he was willing. It was not a fun prospect. Shuffling to the bathroom, she showered, brushed her hair and teeth, and went back to her room to dress.

During breakfast, Charlie let her know he'd be late that night, which worked out perfectly for Bella. She planned to let Carlisle know and have him come over early tonight and hopefully take the next step in their relationship. Though she hoped it wouldn't be pushing him too far, like the last time.

After breakfast, she headed out to Edward's waiting car, and they headed to school. All through history, she kept replaying the dream over and over in her head. As hard as she tried to keep her desire and lust under control, she could tell she was affecting Carlisle.

They were finishing up a movie about Roman history, but she wasn't listening to it. Her eyes had stayed trained on Carlisle for the whole class period, the images of him naked and touching her flooding through her mind. Rubbing her legs together to try and ease a little of the ache there, she caught golden eyes flicking to her. It hadn't escaped her that he seemed to be holding his breath, his body rigid and still compared to his normal relaxed state. Through the bond, she could feel his own lust and desire building, only adding fuel to her own.

By the time class ended, she was almost willing to risk them being found out if it meant he would touch her now. As the class filed out, she stayed behind, and when the door shut, she approached him, using all her willpower to not jump him.

"My dad will be late tonight, so you can come early if you want."

A little smile tugged at his lips. "I'll be there as soon as I finish up here."

Her heart fluttered a little in excitement and she turned to leave, but his hands shot out and pulled her back against him.

"You smell divine, I'm not sure I can wait till tonight." His voice was low and slightly gravely making her shudder.

Leaning back against him, she bit her lower lip. "We could go home now. Just blow off the rest of the day, spend it with each other."

"Tempting." Carlisle hummed in her ear. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you were trying to test my self-control."

"I hear its legendary, just had to see for myself if it was a good as I've heard." She teased him.

Carlisle growled deep in his chest, his teeth biting into the meat of her shoulder, just hard enough to leave a temporary mark without breaking skin. For a moment, she thought he might give in to her wishes, but he pulled away. "Go to class, I'll see you tonight."

Whining at the loss of his touch, she whipped around. "No fair."

He raised an eyebrow at her. "I just sat through class with my girl giving me a ranging hard on through our bond in front of a bunch of teens. It was more than fair."

Leaning on his desk, she grinned mischievously at him. "I could fix it for you."

Golden eyes locked onto her full of hunger and lust, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. "Go to class."

Not wanting to push her luck, she headed to her next class. She tried to keep her emotions under control for the rest of the day, not wanting to make Carlisle's life harder than it needed to be. Unfortunately, she failed miserably. Every time her mind wandered it went back to him, pleasuring her, causing her body to react all over again. Even Edward commented on her needing to get laid while they were in biology. It had caused her to turn bright red like a tomato and even the teacher asked if she was feeling alright.

Finally, school ended, and she was able to go home. Edward grinned and told her to have fun when he dropped her off, which had her blushing bright red again at the insinuation, as she headed inside. To her surprise Carlisle was waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs. As soon as she entered, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her, not even letting her set her bag down.

Between kisses she managed to drop her bag and slip out of her coat before he hoisted her, so her legs wrapped around his waist. Without needing to be told, he carried her up to her room in a flash that made her head spin a bit until her back hit the mattress. Thankfully, it passed quickly, and his lips were back against hers, her hands diving into his hair and pulling him against her as hard as she could. Heat flooded her core, and she ground her hips up against him, as she busied her hands with removing his shirt.

Fumbling a bit with the buttons she managed to undo the shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. Breaking the kiss, Carlisle sat up enough to rid her of her shirt before descending on her again recapturing her lips in a heated kiss. Moaning, her hands fisted his hair lightly tugging it, earning her a low growl from deep in his chest.

Breaking the kiss, Carlisle moved down her jaw to her neck laying kisses and sucking at the skin there. One of his hands ran up her side stopping just under the swell of her breast. "Bella, can I?"

She almost laughed at his request; it was so him to ask for permission when any other man would have been pawing at her already. "Touch me, I want you too."

His hand cupped her breast squeezing firmly, his thumb rubbing against her clothed peak as it hardened under his cool touch. Arching up, she reached around her back and unclasped her bra wanting his touch on her bare skin. Her bra fell away, and he paused to stare down at her.

"So beautiful." Leaning down, he laid a kiss between her breasts.

A moment later, his mouth captured her other nipple sucking hard. Bella cried out as he worked both her peaks, her back arching into that wonderful mouth. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second, and judging from the feral groan coming from Carlisle, he could smell her heady arousal. Her hands shifted from his silky locks to running over his muscled back and shoulders.

"Carlisle, more please." She begged between moans. "I want to feel your fingers inside me."

When he pulled away, those golden eyes were filled with hunger. He looked so sexy, hair tussled, eyes radiating his desire, mouth slightly open as he panted. His hand trailed down her stomach to the hem of her pants. "Are you sure?"

"Yes. Please. If you're willing."

With a flick of his wrist, he had her pants undone and before she could push them off her hips, his fingers dipped inside her panties. His hand slid further and further down until his hand finally cupped her sex.

Carlisle let out a low groan as his fingers slid between her folds. "You're so warm…and wet…"

Her hips rocked as his fingers found her clit and circled it making her breath catch. "Ah, it's your fault."

"Then let me take care of it for you." He growled.

It only took a few minutes of fumbling for Carlisle's fingers to work out exactly how to touch her to make her arch off the bed, crying out in pleasure. She shouldn't have been surprised; the man was a doctor after all. His mouth returned to her neck, sucking at her pulse point and lightly nipping at her sensitive skin. She moaned out his name wanting to feel his fingers inside her, her hips bucking up into his hand.

His fingers left her swollen clit, moving down to her opening, one finger circling her hole before delving into her. "Yes." She moaned pushing back against the digit.

Carlisle's finger started thrusting slowly, curling inside her like he was searching for something. Her insides clenched around him as she moaned, her hips rocking back against his hand until his finger found a spot inside her that sent fireworks off behind her eyes. Her mouth dropped open, moans coming almost continuously now, as a second finger joined the first.

"Oh, yes, ah." She moaned her hands gripping his shoulders as she writhed under him.

His fingers thrusted into her at a steady pace, rubbing against that spot inside her that was driving her wild. With the pace he had set, her release was building rapidly, her fingers attempting to dig into Carlisle's solid frame as she rode the waves of pleasure he was giving her. With a final cry, she came, her back arching off the bed, as her walls clenched around his fingers. His fingers continued to work her as her body spasmed and twitched as her orgasm gradually receded leaving her with a pleasant buzzing feeling from her head to her toes.

She was vaguely aware of his fingers slipping out of her as she laid there, eyes closed enjoying her post orgasmic state. The bed shifted and for a moment she wondered where Carlisle was going, until she felt his hands grab her jeans and started pulling them over her hips. Her eyes snapped open in shock and locked onto his hungry stare as he worked her jeans off, his eyes focused on his task.

"Carlisle?"

He didn't answer her as his fingers hooked into the top of her panties and they too were pulled down her legs and joined her jeans. His gaze roamed over her, and she swore she heard him growl, his hands lightly trailing from her knees and up her inner thighs, spreading her open to his starved stare. Even though the bond all she could feel from him was want and adoration.

"Carlisle?" She tried again.

Blinking his eyes met hers, his normally golden gaze nearly black. His eyes dropped back to between her legs, making her blush a little at the yearning she saw in his eyes. She watched his tongue peak out and lick his lips a moment before he descended on her, running his tongue through her slit with a firm lick.

"Oh shit, ah…Carlisle." Bella cried out.

This seemed to finally snap him out of his zoned-out state, and he looked up at her, his voice deep and sultry. "Want me to stop?"

She nearly laughed at that. "Fuck no."

The grin he gave her reminded her of the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland. Carlisle wasted no time at all in turning his attention back to core, his tongue lapping at her sex, and flicking against her clit. Her hips arched up into his eager mouth as she moaned loudly. One of her hands buried itself in his hair, holding tightly as he continued to taste her.

At some point, his tongue trailed down to her opening and pressed inside her, a low growl vibrating out of him making her gasp. His tongue explored her for several minutes before slipping back out of her giving her another firm lick. Panting, she took a moment to try and catch her breath, but Carlisle apparently had other plans. Using one hand, she could feel him spread her folds a moment before his lips latched onto her clit, sucking hard on her sensitive little bud.

Her legs tried to close around his head, but he easily held her legs open to him as she cried out, her other hand gripping the covers in a death grip as she writhed against him. Somewhere in the back of her mind she wanted to ask where he learned this, but his tongue kept flicking against her nub and it was all she could do to remember to breathe. She was already close, almost painfully so and she tried to pant out that she needed more, but it just came out as garbled needy mewls. Thankfully, Carlisle seemed to translate her noises, and his fingers slipped back inside her going straight to that spot from before.

The world exploded for her and for a moment, she lost all conscious thought other than the white-hot pleasure coursing through her body. Her eyes rolled back, her body going taunt as she shouted out in pleasure. Her core spasming around his fingers, as her release gushed out of her, all the while Carlisle lapped up her release.

What felt like several long minutes, her body slowly relaxed, the occasional spasm running through her. Her body covered in a thin sheen of sweat as she gasped, all strength having left her body. A cold hand trailed over her stomach as Carlisle moved to lay next to her, licking his lips with a pleased little grin on his face.

"Wow." Bella panted out, smiling up at him. "That was incredible."

Carlisle's smile widened. "I didn't overstep?"

She laughed at that. "Not at all. Though you did surprise the hell out of me."

"That would make two of us. Seeing and feeling you coming on my fingers was extraordinary, but then I made the mistake of breathing in and couldn't resist your aroma, I had to have a taste." Carlisle kissed her and she could taste herself on his lips. "You didn't disappoint."

"Would you like me to return the favor?" Her fingers trailed down his chest to the obvious bulge in his pants, palming him.

He hummed, the hand on her stomach moving to cover hers holding it against him for a moment before he pulled her hand away. "I would love to say yes, but Charlie just pulled up."

Bella sighed sitting up. "I suppose I should go say hi otherwise he might come up here and I'm not sure I could explain my teacher half naked in my bed."

Carlisle watched her dress in her pajamas, and she slipped out of her room reaching the bottom of the stairs just as Charlie came inside. They chatted a little about their day while Bella heated up some leftovers for him, making herself a quick sandwich. They sat together at the table as they chatted, and once they were done with their respective meals, Charlie went to watch TV and Bella returned to her room to a fully clothed Carlisle lounging on her bed waiting for her.

Once prom season had passed, it was time for finals week. Having had several study sessions with Edward and the others, she felt prepared for her tests. Bella ended up passing all her classes with A's, which Charlie was proud of, and the school year finally came to an end. In the weeks that followed Bella spent most of her time at the Cullen residence, spending the majority with Carlisle, but making sure not to leave out the others. She would spend time in the garage with Rosalie, learning about cars, or just being a helper depending on the day. Other days she'd hang out with Edward playing chess, going out to the movies, or just listening to him play the piano.

Jasper would chat with her about philosophy, history, and other topics. He was surprisingly knowledgeable, if you can get him to talk. Alice and her often spent their time either in Alice's room chatting, or out and about. As much as Bella complained about being Alice's dress up doll at times, she actually kind of liked it. Just a little.

One of their favorite pass times had become sitting in a field of wildflowers while she or Carlisle read to each other from various poetry books or from memory. Bella loved laying across his lap as the sun shone on his shimmering skin and listening to his voice as he read to her. They would often spend their free time together like this, cuddled up together and enjoying a book. When they were like this, Carlisle's touch was always gentle, affectionate and innocent.

It was a stark contrast to the man that would come to her at night. Though his touch would still be gentle enough to not harm her, and affectionate, it had become much less innocent. In the weeks since she'd asked him to finger her, his confidence in his ability to control himself had increased. When it came to her pleasure, he was insatiable. Almost every night Charlie was gone, the man's hands would trace over every inch of her, mapping out all her sensitive spots and pulling embarrassing sounds from her mouth as he hungerly devoured her. She wasn't complaining, per say, but there were still some difficulties when it came to his pleasure.

First, he rarely let her reciprocate after he'd finished with her, though she couldn't fully fault him for it as Charlie often came home around the time they got to Carlisle. The blonde claimed it was unintentional, but she had her suspicions. On a couple of occasions, they'd recreated their night in the Mercedes, though in the comfort of her room, with desirable results. On their last session of dry humping, Bella had started on top clad in nothing but her bra and panties, and a few minutes in Carlisle had let out a low growl and flipped them so she was on her back, his body caging her in as he rutted against her. It reminded her of their first attempt. The sound of his grunts as he thrusted against her had her so turned on, she couldn't help but rut up against him urging him on. The moan he'd let out as he came, stayed stuck in her mind for days after.

Second, he still struggled to ask for what he wanted. He explained at one point that he worried that he'd ask for something she didn't want but that she'd do it because she thought she had to. To put his mind at ease, she promised if she didn't want to do whatever he asked of her, she'd tell him. Though, if she was honest, she couldn't see him being someone into really kinky things so she doubted there would come a time when she'd have to tell him no.

One day, in early July, Alice texted her to come over stating everyone would be out hunting so they could have some girl time, just the two of them. Bella had just finished cleaning up the house and figured she could use the down time. Letting the other girl know she was on the way and texting Charlie to let him know she'd be out with Alice; Bella drove out to their house.

As she pulled up to the Cullen house, she was surprised to be greeted by Carlisle. Climbing out of her truck, she went and hugged him with a smile, happy to see him regardless of the reason. "I'm surprised to see you here, Alice said you'd all be out of the house hunting today."

He gave her a little smile. "That's half true, the family is out hunting. Having you tell Charlie you're coming to see Alice was our way of hiding the true intent of your coming here."

"And that is?" She probed as they headed inside.

Carlisle stopped just inside the house, rubbing his hands together nervously. "You told me a little while back, that I shouldn't be embarrassed or nervous to ask for what I want. I was planning to wait till your birthday, but I think I'm ready. I want to try."

A smile spread across her face as she quickly hugged him tightly. "I'd like that too."

Hugging her back, he gave her a little smile. "Alice says she left you something in her room for you. Feel free to join me in my room when you're ready."

Nodding, she headed up to Alice's room, a white clothing box sitting on her bed with a tag that said Bella on it. Opening it, she shook her head. It was a dark red, lace bra and pantie set that left very little to the imagination. Nibbling her lip, she undressed and used Alice's bathroom to shower and once dried off, she put the lacing undergarments on. With a deep blush, she stepped out of Alice's room, hoping no one would come home early as she made her way to Carlisle's room.

Opening his door, she peeked in to find him waiting by the bed still dressed in the clothes from before. Chuckling, she stepped in and shut the door, enjoying the way his eyes roamed over her. Walking over to him, she pulled him down for a kiss to help ease some of the tension she could feel in him.

"It's ok, I'll be here every step of the way, but you are wearing too much." She patted his chest, stepping back a step.

He chuckled and unbuttoned his shirt enough to pull it over his head. "Better?"

With a smirk, she grabbed him by the belt and yanked him closer before undoing the belt and pushing his pants off. "Much better."

Cold hands gripped her hips guiding her back to the bed, a little grin on Carlisle's face as he stepped out of his pants. Crawling back on the bed her eyes stayed locked on Carlisle as he crawled over her. She could see the nervousness in his eyes, but also his determination. He wanted this as much as she did, that was a certainty. Cupping his face, she brought him down to her with a light kiss, that he quickly deepened. His hands ran over her body, knowing exactly how she wanted him to touch her as they glided over her skin.

Without breaking the kiss, he lifted her enough to undo the bra and slip the straps off her shoulders, the item of clothing tossed aside and forgotten. His hands cupped her mounds, his thumbs circling her nipples coaxing them into hard peeks as her own hands ran down his sides to his boxer briefs. Reaching between them, she cupped the bulge in his underwear, grinding her palm over the hard length concealed there. Carlisle's hips lightly rolled against her hand with a groan as his fingers pinched her nipples between his fingers. Arching, she gasped out his name, her head falling back against the bed, his lips moving to her throat sucking hard at the skin there.

One of his hands slid down her stomach to cup her panty covered sex, his fingers pulling the fabric aside so they could run through her slit, another low groan rumbling out of him. Carlisle pulled back, eyes hooded as they stared down at her, his hands moving to her hips again. This time, his fingers hooked into the top of her panties and gingerly pulled them down her legs they too found a home on the floor. For a moment, he hesitated his hands lightly rubbing her thighs.

With a gentle loving smile, she sat up, brushing her fingers against his cheek, her heart skipping a little at the way he burrowed into her hand. She let him nuzzle her palm a little before hooking her hand around his neck and gently guiding him back over her as she laid back on the bed. His eyes bore into hers, full of love and desire for her, and she was sure her own reflected the same feelings back to him.

Holding his gaze, she reached down to lower his underwear until they fell away from his hips. Carlisle kicked them off, his hips lowering until his hard length pressed against her opening. His eyes shut for a moment, a little sigh escaping him as he held himself there. She didn't rush him, knowing this would be a challenge for him, she waited, letting her hands trace patterns on his back. As she held him, she could feel the erratic pulsing from his side of the bond as emotions swirled around inside him, fear, lust, worry, love, and more all combating to be dominant.

Then, without warning, he was pushing inside her. Slowly he pressed in and in, his head lowering to her shoulder with a moan as his hips pressed against her fully seating him inside her. He held there for a moment, his weight supported on his elbows, face a mask of concentration, his eyes closed tight, and jaw clenched. After a few moments, he let out a shaky breath.

"Fuck." He breathed out.

It took her by surprise, Carlisle never swore. It almost made her laugh if it wasn't for the bond pulsing wildly between them. Her mind was reeling from everything happening all at once. Trying to focus, she started with the feel of him inside her, thick and long, stretching her just right. Her hands clung to his shoulders as she resisted the urge to rock against him, needing him to move but wanting to give him time as well. Each breath he took was slow, deliberate, and a bit shaky. It was only a few minutes that he held still, though it felt longer, before he started to slide out, about halfway then back in.

His movements were slow and measured at first, little gasps and moans spilling from him as he found his rhythm. Bella couldn't help the soft moans that escaped her, the feel of him dragging along her insides felt divine. The bond continued to pulse, the pulses becoming less erratic as they synchronized with Carlisle's thrusts into her. There was still something lacking, but she couldn't put her finger on it. She felt connected to him and the darkness had vanished, yet it didn't feel complete.

Gripping him tighter she whined softly. "Carlisle…more, please…" Lifting himself, he gave a quick hard thrust against that spot inside her making her jaw drop as she clenched around him. "Oh…yes…more…"

"Bella." He moaned out.

Her eyes met his and he looked damned sexy. His eyes were nearly black as he stared down at her, a hunger hidden deep in those eyes, his hair was disheveled, and his lips slightly parted. Over and over, he thrusted into her striking that sensitive spot inside her making her writhe under him as he drove her closer and closer to her release. The bond continued to pulsate growing in intensity which only heightened her arousal as she felt them slowly becoming one with the other.

Moving together, they writhed against each other, her legs hooking over his hips, as a hand buried itself in his hair, holding tightly to him as she rushed towards her peak. She could hear his moans becoming more insistent and knew he was close too. Running her fingers down his back she smiled at him.

"Almost there…ah…come with me…Carlisle…"

A few thrusts later, she came, her body arching up against him as her core cinched down hard on his length. Gasping, she clung to Carlisle as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her, her body spasming as she rode it out.

"AH, fuck." Carlisle cried out as she felt him pulse inside her as he came as well, filling her with his cold seed.

For a moment, everything was all too much, and not enough at the same time. The bond seemed to explode between them and in that moment, she felt one with him. Their two halves having melded together into one, both of their emotions raw and on display for the other. She could feel the scars Carlisle carried on his heart from all his years of loneliness but could also feel the unabashed love for her that was almost overwhelming. Tears pricked at her eyes as she pulled the man above her down against her, welcoming his weight pressing her into the mattress. She happily held him close as they both worked on catching their breaths.

The bond continued to burn bright as they shared in this moment, their love for each other on full display. Carlisle lifted himself enough to capture her lips in a loving kiss. They stayed that way for a long while before a grin spread across Carlisle's face as she started to chuckle.

Confused, she tilted her head. "What's so funny?"

"The others are back and asking if it's safe to come in."

With a hum, she considered it. "I suppose they can come back."

Carlisle kissed her again, before lifting himself off the bed. "Would you like a bath, or shower?"

She laughed. "Will you be joining me?"

"Obviously." He grinned as he headed to the bathroom.

"Bath please."

With a smile, she snuggled into the covers as she listened to the water running. She'd never felt happier than she did right then, and whether it was the bond causing it or just the fact she'd just gotten laid with the man of her dreams, she wasn't sure, but she wasn't complaining. Slipping out of the bed she made her way over to the bathroom, watching Carlisle as he monitored the filling tub and its temperature. Her smile widened watching him, her love for him feeling like it would burst out of her chest at any moment.

Sensing her watching him, he glanced over at her, a smile spreading on his lips as well. He held out a hand to her, and she came to him, taking it in one of her own. Carlisle turned her so she could rest on his lap, which made her a little nervous since he was perched on the edge of the tub, but she trusted him, so she let him hold her. When the tub was filled, Carlisle climbed in first and then helped her in, settling her against his chest.

The hot water felt wonderful against her skin, as she let her eyes close soaking up the heat. Even Carlisle felt warmer thanks to the water. She hummed happily, running her hands over his thighs on either side of her and down to his knees. His skin was so smooth, she hoped hers would be like that after the change.

Tilting her head up, she smiled at the relaxed look on Carlisle's face. Lightly kissing his jaw, she took his hands and wrapped his arms around her. "So, did you enjoy your first time?" She asked despite knowing that he did.

Carlisle chuckled. "Yes, very much so."

"I hope it was everything you ever wanted."

"You don't have to worry, it was better than I had imagined."

"Good." She let her eyes close again, just enjoying the warmth inside her from the bond. It was a pleasant feeling, like a warm buzzing feeling deep down. "Is this what the others feel? Or does the bond feel different for others?"

Carlisle hummed thoughtfully. "Not sure, but I know the common theme is feeling like your world revolves around the other, like it's them holding you to the ground, and everything will be alright as long as they are there."

She smiled at his description. It did feel like that, like her life had been empty without him, and now she felt complete. Now she had him, and knew he'd always be there for her, forever. They sat there together until the water turned cold, finally forcing her out of his arms as she dried off and borrowed some of his clothes so she could get back to Alice's room to retrieve her own. Once she'd changed, she went to join the group in the living room and where she expected teasing or joking, she got congratulations from the group. Carlisle later explained that completing a mating bond was similar to marriage for humans, except the bond was unbreakable.

The rest of summer passed as if in a dream and had quickly become the best summer she'd had in Forks in her life. As her senior year approached, she hoped the year would pass quickly so she could openly date Carlisle and let everyone know the man was hers, now and forever.