A/N … Thank you LovinRob … I would eat a pear for you! *wink*

I hope everyone liked Charlie and Esme's little revelation last chapter.

There's more in store for our newest couple, and who knows…maybe even a lemon or two.

Chapter 51

Edward's POV

January 26th

I woke up this morning on cloud nine. The sun shone brighter, the redbirds sang louder, hell even Hank's horrible morning song couldn't darken my mood. Charlie is coming by in a little bit to pick up Esme; they're gonna drive down to Gatlinburg for the weekend. I was shell-shocked but then I thought about what a good woman Esme was and I knew that she wouldn't run off to the mountains with a man if she thought there would be gossip about it while she was gone. Charlie wouldn't want that for her either, but the fact is … neither of them has ever seen The Great Smoky Mountains and we all agreed it was high time that they did.

Of course Esme is no fool and she will leave knowing good and well that Bella and I will have the house to ourselves for the entire weekend and that it will be impossible for us to stay away from each other. To say that I'm looking forward to playing house with Bella is the understatement of the century. As soon as I pick her up from school today, our alone time starts and it won't end until Sunday evening when Charlie and Esme get back.

I bundle up and head to the barn to feed everything. Damn … it sure is cold in January at six in the morning! I go ahead and feed the chickens while I'm out there as well; no eggs as of yet, I don't blame 'em. I wouldn't bother with it this morning either. By the time I get back to the house, Esme already has a pot of coffee finished and is sitting at the table sippin' a cup. She is writing on a notebook and I glance toward the den, where I see her suitcase by the couch. I internally do a fist pump as I realize that it's really gonna happen. My breath catches I am so excited! Like a kid about to be turned loose in a candy store!

Bella comes downstairs wearing the sweater and boots Esme got her for Christmas. She looks so good in that color blue, and those boots of hers…I can't help but picture her sprawled out for me wearing nothing but those boots. Or…wearing those boots and Daisy Dukes and a thin plaid shirt tied up, revealing her cute little belly button. Or … them boots with her in a denim mini skirt and a tank top … at the county fair … on my arm … while all them other jealous fuckers are wishin' they could be me. Or …

"Hello! Earth to Edward!" I'm pulled out of my fantasy by Esme and I almost make the mistake of palming myself but thankfully stop before that happens.

"Yeah…ummm…what?" I know I'm gonna get the third degree from Bella by the look on her face; her brow arched high … she smirks at me as Esme clears her throat getting my attention again.

"I was asking you if you could go by Charlie's while we're gone and make sure everything's okay. He said he'd leave the cabinet doors under the kitchen sink open and the faucet in the bathroom on a tad just in case the temperatures drop. The last thing we need is to come home to a busted water pipe and flooded floors. You know where the keys are, right?

"Yeah, I know where he keeps them. We will run by there and check it out. Don't worry about anything Esme. Just go and see the mountains and have a good time. You two deserve it."

I hear Charlie pull up and he doesn't shut the truck off, but keeps it running. I figure there are two reasons for this: one, he doesn't want it to get cold in the truck and is leaving the heater on, and two, he's in just as big a hurry for some alone time with Esme as I am with Bella.

"I am leaving a list of things that I don't want you to forget to do. I know you won't, but it's written down just the same. And one more thing…this little trip that we're taking, is nobody's business but ours. So not a word about it to anyone, you got that?"

She hands me the notebook, turns and places her now empty coffee cup in the sink and turns back to me.

"Yes ma'am." Bella and I answer together.

We know how people might run their mouths about this but for the little amount of time they are gone, nobody should even realize. But it won't be like Esme to miss church though so I'm sure that might bring a few phone calls. One thing for certain, the church ladies sure like to keep up with everyone whether they want to be kept up with or not.

Charlie comes in rubbing his hands together and grinning from ear to ear. I can't recall ever seeing him with such a smile on his face. But then, I would guess that I had that same smile on my face when I opened my eyes this morning. Yeah Charlie, I know what you mean. A man and a woman … alone … for the weekend; go ahead and smile, my friend.

"You ready?" He asks her as he leans in and kisses her cheek.

She blushes furiously yet turns her face and her lips meet his in their second kiss. They don't linger which is fine, because Bella has already turned around to give them privacy. I didn't even think about it though, and as they break the kiss Charlie looks at me sternly.

"You two better behave yourselves this weekend. Don't let the water pipes freeze and don't let the fires go out. I'm not kidding around either."

"I won't Charlie. Esme has already told me about this. I'll say it again; you have nothing to worry about. Just enjoy the mountains and don't worry about a thing. I got this."

I earn a wink from Charlie and a nod from Esme. She pulls Bella in for a hug; whispering something in her ear before pulling back. They walk toward the den and Charlie picks up her suitcase and waits for her at the door. She turns and looks at us one more time before finally following Charlie out the door and to his truck.

Bella and I stand there waiting for what seems like forever for them to drive over the hill. Once we finally see the tail-lights of the truck go over that last hill, I hear Bella exhale loudly. I turn to her and she jumps into my arms; her lips meeting mine and her tongue finding my own soon enough as she moans and pulls at my hair. I knew if we didn't stop soon, I wouldn't get her to school. I'd want to keep her here with me. What else am I gonna do here all day by myself.

I let her have her wicked way with me for another ten minutes and then I start peeling her off me. She huffs and jutts her lip out in an adorable pout. She really has no idea how hard it is for me to stop her like that; I sure as hell don't want to be away from her all day when it could be one more day for the two of us to be alone … in bed … making love…all … day.

"Baby, if your mama finds out that you didn't make it to school, she won't take another trip ever. I don't want you to be at school all day, but I don't want to let Esme down either, right?"

Bella shakes her head and I know that she knows I am right.

"You're right. I'll get my books."

She grabs her coat and puts her gloves on her books. I lock the door behind us and mentally kick my own ass for not having the forethought to warm up the truck for her. We'll be nearly at school by the time it warms up. Knowing that my mind was on other things doesn't make up for being stupid.

One benefit of the cold truck cab is that Bella is as close to me as she can get. By the time I turn into school, I expect to see the usual traffic. The parking lot is empty and as I drive around the flagpole at the front of the school, I see plumbing trucks parked everywhere and the doors to the school are wide open. We don't have to get out and read the piece of paper taped to the front doors of the school to know that there is no school today. If I had to guess, I'd say there is water everywhere.

Bella and I grin at each other and I drive south toward home. Just before I shut the truck off, Jeff from WGGC informs the listening world that there is no school today. I can't help but laugh. "No shit Sherlock." Bella leaves her books in the truck and slides out the driver's side behind me and we practically fall through the front door. Just thinking about how much sex we're gonna have these next few days has me hard as steel.

Bella starts giggling as she fidgets with my belt while I toe off my RedWings. She manages to get it undone and even has my jeans undone before I take her in my arms and carry her up the stairs to her room. She still has her favorite quilt on her bed and as I set her down, she looks up at me with hungry eyes.

"Why does it feel like it's been a month since we've been naked together Edward?" She asks as she pulls her lip between her teeth and stares at the prominent bulge in my pants.

"Maybe because it has been a month Bella; God, I've missed you and I'm just down the hall for Heaven's sake!"

I pull off my shirt and my long underwear and she is pushing down my jeans, long johns, boxers; all of it in one swoop. I'm standing there naked as the day I was born and Bella is still fully dressed. Something is very wrong with this picture.

"I don't want you to put clothes on for the next eight hours; I want to see you like this all day."

My cock jumps at her order and she immediately leans in and takes me in her mouth. I hiss at the contact, her mouth is so hot, her fingers of one hand wrapping around me as the other hand runs gently across my waist and around to my back; pulling me closer to her.

My mind is reeling from how good it feels. We can do whatever we want while Esme is gone. Bella and I can pretty much live like a married couple. I want to take my time with her and enjoy each moment we have together. I can relax and worship her like she deserves. I think of what I want to do to her and look down at her and instantly feel my climax building quickly. I shut my eyes again, but can't keep them closed. I have to watch her do this; seeing those big brown eyes look into mine while her tongue and mouth are doing wonderfully naughty things to my cock; it would be wrong not to watch.

Her hair is wrapped around my fingers and I can't decide whether to pull her off or try pushin' myself deeper in her mouth. I'm getting' to the point of no return here and I don't want to start our weekend off by pissin' her off when I blow my load all over her face.

"Bella … baby, I'm gonna cum … shhhh…hear me?"

Her head keeps a steady pace and she winks at me and I feel myself let go. Her tongue keeps working my cock and as she starts swallowing, it's as if it draws more and more from me. I don't know if I can remember ever coming that long. One thing's for sure, she looks happy and I'm happy as hell right now and that's a fine, fine way to kick off our weekend.

As she lets go, I fall down on the bed; my legs giving out on me. She leans over and kisses my nose and tells me she'll be right back. I scoot around on the bed and when she does come back and kisses me, I know she went and brushed her teeth. Does this mean that I should do that every time I muff dive on her? Should I ask her? I never thought about it before. I start to pull her sweater over her head and she sits up quickly.

"What's wrong?" I ask a little concerned.

"Nothing's wrong … why?"

She still has her back to me and if I did something to upset her, I really don't know what it could be. Before I can ask her why she won't let me undress her, she looks over her shoulder and smiles at me. I hear the zipper of her jeans and she sways her ass back and forth as they slide down her legs and she steps out of them. Then she pulls the sweater over her head and I breathe in her essence as her hair cascades down her bare back. She turns and faces me in nothing now but her black lacy bra and panties… good lord.

"Good Lord Bella! You are so beautiful baby…I am the luckiest man in the world."

My words bring a sweet smile to her face and she steps over to the bed and reaches her hand down to me. I sit up and take her hand and look down at the ring that symbolizes her promise to be mine and my heart swells with pride. She climbs on the bed and I sit back on my haunches. Bringing her hand to my lips, I kiss the ring that she has only had off once since I slid it on her finger.

"I love you. Some day, I will put another ring on this finger; a ring that will match my own and I'll spend the rest of my life trying to deserve your love. Some day, when you are ready … we can have the beginning of our story."

Her eyes hold the same love in them that are in my own. She is my other half; my better half, as they say.

"Edward, I'm ready now. I love you. I don't want to wait. Why wait? We love each other and I'm sure and you're sure … so why don't we just do it?"

My heart stutters in my chest. She's ready to marry me on the spot. It lifts me up so high and yet drops me down as well because I know I am not ready. I love her more than life itself, but I have nothing else to give her. I have no home, no means to support her, nothing but my love and that's not enough. I want to tell her this, but I don't know how. I try and push it back, so I only think of how I felt when she said she didn't want to wait.

"Soon Bella. We will wait, and then when I am deserving of you; when I'm man enough to provide for you, then we can be married. I promised your mama Bella that I would never let you down, that I would take good care of you and I aim to keep that promise."

She drops her eyes to the floor and tries to pout, but she starts to grin and I don't have to look to see what brought a smile back to her face.

"That was pretty fast there, Quick Draw McGraw!" She says with humor in her voice.

"Baby what do you expect from me when you're dressed for sin? I am only human; flesh and blood … just a man." Her eyes move from my dancing cock to my face and she smiles softly.

"Just a man? No, not just a man. My man!"

I nod my head once and smile. She undoes her bra and lets it drop beside the bed.

"Yes baby, yours." I say, while entranced by her now bare breasts.

She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth, and arches her eyebrow. Her fingers gently push her panties over her hips and they slide to her knees, where I take over and finish helping her out of them; it's my pleasure of course.

"No-one else's either, just mine … always"

Again I nod my head and find that her possessive, jealous side is also a bit sexy especially right now.

"Only yours Bella … there will only ever be you baby, I promise."

Her hand drops and she grabs hold of me, causing my whole body to heat up from her touch. I want her so badly right now and the best part is there is nothing stopping us. I crawl over her as she eases back on the bed, her hand still holding her favorite part of my anatomy. I reach between us and find that not only is she very ready, but that just one touch from me has her trembling. I move her hand away and guide myself to her waiting, wanting pussy and as slowly as I can, slide in just a little at a time. It is so hard not to just rush into her, she is so tight and hot and wet. It is worth it though, because by the time I am sheathed inside her, she is a quivering mess. Her face is flushed, and beautiful; her eyes are dark with desire, and there is no hiding anything in the cover of darkness or a dim lamp light. The curtains are pulled back and I can see her clearly, her pebbled nipples, calling out for me to touch them…taste them.

I slide out quicker than I went in and as I thrust in her the second time, she explodes around me. It is glorious to see and to hear. Lucky for me, and for Bella, I am good to go for a while longer. Now that she's cum, she is even wetter and I move with more force and she seems to enjoy it very much.

I sit up a bit, check the clock on her table, and throw her leg over my shoulder, her ankle resting behind my head. I have a much better view now and what I see makes me grow harder still. With her hips tipped like this, it feels much deeper …and amazing.

"OhmyGodddEdward! Fuck!" Okay, talk like that might hurry things along.

"Bella, don't let me hurt you now…stop me if I hurt you!" I hope she don't stop me though because dammit, this feels fuckin' incredible in this position, but I'd feel like shit-stacked-high if I were to hurt her.

"Don't you dare stop!" She barks at me and the look in her eyes tells me that she feels anything but pain right now.

Her hands move up and she takes her nipples between her fingers and tweaks them, then holds her breasts, squeezing them for me. If she doesn't stop, I'm not gonna… last at all. I should shut my eyes, but then I'd miss this show and I'm not that stupid. Hell, we got all weekend! If we keep at it, by Sunday, I might last longer than thirty minutes!

The more I thrust, the better she feels around me. I feel her too; she's getting closer. I wonder if she knows that I can tell when she's getting close. I lean over her again, keeping her knee over my shoulder. She grabs the headboard and puts her other knee up there as well, and holy fuckin' shit …he's in there pretty damn deep now…damn!

"Ahhhhfuuckbaby!"

She doesn't answer me but moans and tightens her grip on the headboard. I pull back and ease back in, balls deep, and I feel like I'm soaring here.

"More….please…please. I love you Edward." Whatever she wants, I will give her.

"God Bella…I love you …I love you!"

My hands are beside hers on the headboard and with every thrust, I feel my knuckles hitting the wall behind the bed. It sounds punishing, but Bella is enraptured, her eyes trying to focus on me but I can tell she is struggling to keep them from rolling up. It is nirvana. I feel her insides begin to clench and her ankles squeeze around the back of my head and as she throws her head back into the pillows, she unravels, bringing me with her and the pulse pounds between us for several minutes after we're done.

I don't want to move, but my back is locking up…and I think the headboard might be broken. I look over at the clock …twelve minutes. Shit. Really? Shit! I start to pull out of her and she holds me close.

"Please … just…don't. Not yet."

I ease down on top of her and hold her but he slips out anyway. Bella lets out a long sigh.

"Sorry baby"

I brush her hair off her forehead and she closes her eyes and smiles sweetly, so I continue to play with her hair, running my fingers through it and around the shell of her ear. Soon her breathing evens out and she sleeps peacefully.

I hold her to me and roll us to our sides. She doesn't even flinch. She looks so beautiful. Lying on her side, her curves are more prominent. I run my hand lightly up her leg and over her hip; and down the slope of her tummy and up to her breasts. God sure knew what he was doing when he made woman. There isn't any part of her that isn't beautiful and perfect in my eyes. Even her tiny imperfections are perfect to me … because I love her that much. I find no faults in her because I don't look for them; I look for her attributes, the best parts of her. And in doing so I find that she is flawless. I know that even with silver in her hair, wrinkles around her eyes and age spots on her hands, she will still be the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I look forward to every day with her.

I reach down and pick up the charm on her necklace; remembering the day I gave it to her and the night it represented. It didn't cost much; and I didn't have much to spend, but it meant more to us than a dime store necklace with a little green frog dangling from it. And I look again to her hand, resting on my arm; her ring…our promise on her finger. I realize the only jewelry she ever wears is what I have given her and again, my heart swells with pride. I lean over and ever so gently kiss her lips and as I pull back and watch her face, a slight twitch of her lip tells me that even in her sleep her heart is mine … always. I look at her face until my eyelids feel heavy and I sleep beside my love, my lover, in her bed, in the light of day. I've never been happier.

A/N... any of you ever get lucky enough to get the weekend alone with your boyfriend when you were 17? Truth time...I used to use my drivers license and let myself into my boyfriends house on the weekends. Both parents worked and I'd just slip in the house, slip out of my clothes and slip into his bed. *sigh* good times...good times. What? You all didn't really think I was a goody-two-shoes did you?

Anyway...I hope you all enjoyed this chapter enough to review it for me. I'm off to Relay for Life here in a few and want to take this opportunity to say to those who know someone with cancer or who have lost a loved one to cancer (and sadly that may be nearly all of you)...be strong, fight like hell, and don't be too proud to ask for help...from anyone, especially God. I'll shut up now and thank you for reading ... (: