A/N: Okay… so, it's been almost a year since I updated this story. Let's just say life got really crazy… live-in boyfriend-now-fiancee, crazy nine-year-old daughter, grad school and work kicking my ass, my newest love – roller derby… it's been a busy year. But rest assured, TWOU has been in my heart and mind the entire time. I have so many snippets that I have been working on that I didn't know where to go with it. Now with my wedding mere weeks away and a purity contract sitting timidly in my pastor's drawer, I have a newly reinvigorated need to write smut.

Anyway, for those loyal readers and new ones too, I am reposting the first 14 chapters (with minor edits) so that you can get caught up and ready to go for the new chapters which will be posted in quick order… And, yes, I mean it this time. Thanks again to all of you who sent notes of encouragement when I seemingly disappeared from the face of the earth for the past year. You have truly kept this story alive and, for that, I thank each and every one of you. New readers (and reviewers) are always welcome. Drop me a line and let me know what I've missed since last March.

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight. I do not. But I do have two sets of New Moon trading cards that I picked up at Comic-Con. Yum!

EPOV

Knock, knock, knock

Three soft knocks woke me from my not-so-fitful slumber. I rolled onto my side as my eyes begrudgingly adjusted to the darkness, the bright green numbers of the alarm clock mocking me at such an ungodly hour.

1:27 AM…. She's early…

I knew it was her. She invaded my thoughts while awake and my dreams while I slept. My sister's best friend Bella… I have known her for years. Admiring her from afar, I was surprised when she came to my bed one night as my sister slept. I always played it safe, never wanting to jeopardize her friendship with Alice…. but when she came to me that night, I couldn't say no.

She wanted my body... and I gave it to her. I wanted her heart but she would not give it freely.

Three months and several encounters later, she still won't let me in.

Knock, knock, knock

A small part of me wanted to ignore the knocking, ignore her… I didn't know how much more of this sweet torture I could take. And then I thought, it's her, and wondered why I hadn't moved from my bed yet.

I knew what Bella wanted. And, even though I knew it meant nothing to her… God help me, I wanted to give it to her. I thirsted for her body almost as much as I thirsted for her heart. It was undeniable; I wanted all of her. But I will hold onto this small piece of her if it was all she was willing to give.

I heard my bedroom door open as her soft footfalls made their way into the room. I remained still and my eyes drift closed, feigning the sleep I wish I had. My back was to her but I could hear her coming closer, the sweet aroma of her perfume growing stronger with each step closer to my bed. Her footfalls stopped as her robe slipped down her shoulders and fell to the floor. Bella was not one to waste time. I knew she was ready.

Gently, I felt the covers being lifted from my body, the draft apparent to my bare back. She slid underneath and wiggled her body closer to mine. As she settled behind me, I could feel her warm breath on the back of my neck and her bare breasts pressing against my shoulder blades. A lone finger began a slow trail down my bicep to my elbow, my anticipation growing as she neared her destination.

"Edward," she sighed, and I couldn't help the slight shiver that wracked my body.

She placed a kiss at the base of my neck as her left hand curved around my hip and under the waistband of my boxer briefs. My cock betrayed my better senses as it hardened under her touch.

She elicited a soft moan from my slightly parted lips as she fisted my cock and began to milk it just the way I liked it. Pulling my earlobe between her teeth and suckling it to emphasize her point, she whispered three words in my ear:

"I need you."

What did she want? She wanted to fuck.

What did I want? I wanted it all.

But for right now? I'll take what I can get.

Reluctantly, I removed her hand from my cock and gently rolled her onto her back so that I could give her what she needed. Bella made quick work of my boxer briefs with her hands and feet. Once my cock was free, she grabbed it forcefully and pulled it towards her dripping cunt. No foreplay, no mushy words. Just my cock buried deep in her wet pussy.

God, I am such a fool for her.

I roughly grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head with my left hand. I grabbed her hip with my right and positioned my cock at her opening, glistening and wet for me. I pushed into her slowly, prolonging the moment for as long as I could. When I finally reached her cervix, I forced myself in a little deeper to emphasize how much I wanted to please her. Her soft gasp egged me on as I collapsed onto her and pulled back for another stroke. I released her wrists and cradled her head in my hand as I attacked the sensitive spot behind her left ear. Burying my head in the crook of her neck, I couldn't restrain myself from sucking and nipping at her supple flesh.

"No marks," she whispered. "Not too hard … but don't stop."

One of her many rules. No kissing on the lips. No visible marks. No eye contact. No feelings. No one else knew about our arrangement and she wanted to keep it that way. Unbeknownst to her, I had already broken one of her rules. I didn't want to break another. I didn't want to ruin what we had… however minor it might have been. I wanted to please her. I wanted her to come back to me. Maybe then she would give me her heart.

Focus…. Make this good for her….Make it last for you….

My stroke was slow and steady but firm as she mewled beneath me. Her hands slid down my sides to grab at my ass and pulled me deeper into her. I bit my lip to hold in the grunt I wanted to release. She felt so good that I wanted to cry out but I couldn't. This was between us. No one else was supposed to know.

I rose onto my knees and braced my left hand against my bedroom wall for leverage. The light of a streetlamp cast a slatted shadow across her face. Her lips were parted, her eyes were closed.

She's breathless. And I did that to her.

Her lips… I want to kiss her SO bad….

But that wasn't one of our rules. It wasn't part of our arrangement.

And it was killing me.

"Faster," she panted. "Faster, Edward."

She always wanted more. Harder. Faster. Fuck 'gentle'. Fuck 'slow and easy'. It was always hard and fast for her. I wanted to take my time and savor each stroke. She wanted a hard fuck and I didn't want to disappoint her.

I slid my hands up her thighs and wrapped her legs around my waist. Bella raised her hips and I swear she pulled me deeper into her depths. I grabbed her hips forcefully and slammed my cock deep inside her. A whimper escaped her lips.

Fuck, that felt good….

I slammed into her again, and again, and again, increasing my pace to her liking. She placed her hands above her head, palms flat against the wall, to brace herself for my next stroke. As I continued to pound into her, the crescendo of my mattress thumping into the wall broke the silence. We wouldn't want to disturb Alice's slumber; after all, Bella came over to visit her, not to fuck her brother senseless. Bella immediately placed her hands against my shoulders and pushed hard.

"On the floor. Now," she growled.

I climbed off of the bed and stood as she repositioned herself on the hardwood floor. Falling to my knees, I placed my palms flat against the floor and braced her shoulders with my wrists. Her robe was within reach, so I grabbed it quickly and placed it under her head. Ankles crossed behind my back, Bella lifted her hips off the ground and welcomed my eager cock. Our bodies were bathed in the skewed light of the streetlamp. Her breasts shook tantalizingly as I swiveled my hips and plunged in and out, in and out of her tight pussy.

Hold it together, Cullen… she's not there yet….

Bella grew impatient with my speed and grabbed my ass.

"Give it to me, Edward. You know how I want it."

I hooked my elbows under her knees and pressed her thighs into her chest. Craning my body over hers and grabbing onto her shoulders this time, I slammed even harder into her.

Fuck, she's even tighter this way.

I could feel her inner walls starting to quake around my cock. But I wanted more. And this time I was going to take it.

She gasped as I pulled out of her. I sat on my heels, grabbing onto the back of her thighs. Bella lifted both of her legs straight up into the air, almost perpendicular to the floor, as I rose onto my knees and wrapped my arms tightly around her thighs. Her shoulders were pinned to the floor as I lifted her lower back off of the ground. I rested both of her legs on my right shoulder and grabbed my rock-hard cock in my left hand. I rubbed it against her clit until she squealed.

"Fuck, Edward…Now!"

No more games, Cullen.

But all's fair in fucking and war, right?

I slid home and it felt so good. She bit her lip as her pussy swallowed my cock whole. In this position, there was only one speed: fast. I rocked my hips back and forth, wrapping her thighs in a bear hug to remain upright. My knees were going to pay for it in the morning, but what a glorious way to suffer. I pounded her so fast that Bella found it difficult to get out monosyllabic words.

"Aaah, aaaah…fffff…uck….Gaaahhhhh…mmmmm….."

She was holding back. I could see it in her face. I wanted her to scream and wake up the whole fucking house right now but she won't. I haven't broken her yet but I will sure as hell try.

I was SO fucking close and I needed her there with me. Grabbing her thighs tightly in the crook of my right arm, I brought my left hand to her clit to finish her off.

Cum for me, baby…. Cum for me….

And then I felt it. A sharp hiss escaped her lips, her inner walls milking my cock as her body shakes uncontrollably. I pierced her core once, twice more before I swore under my breath and came hard inside her.

I gently lowered her body to the floor and pulled out of her, releasing her legs and placing her feet flat on the floor. Rising to my feet, I offered my hand to help her up. She quickly waved my hand away and picked herself up off the floor. I swore I saw a slight wobble in her step as she stood to leave but maybe that was wishful thinking.

I ran a hand through my hair and spied the blinding green numbers on my alarm clock.

Almost 3 o'clock. She will be the death of me.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Bella quickly make her escape through my bedroom door. She pulled the door closed and the soft click of the door's lock caused my head to bow in defeat. I stood there, angry with myself for letting her affect me like she does…. and terribly ashamed for liking it so much.

I'm used to her quick departure after sex. She never says goodbye; she doesn't even say thank you. She just leaves and slips quietly into Alice's room to feign the sleep my sister believes she gets. But tonight, something was different. Instead of the hurried footsteps I am accustomed to hearing after she leaves, silence greeted my ears. I looked down to my closed door and saw the shadow of her feet peeking out from the bottom of the door frame.

She's still here.

I walked towards the door in an attempt to lure her back to me. I felt like it was my only chance to stop her. To figure her out. To help her figure herself out.

As soon as I reached the door and placed my hand on the doorknob, Bella's footsteps began their usual retreat towards Alice's room. The soft click of Alice's door lock served as a confirmation that a golden opportunity had just passed me by.

Another night, another missed moment.

Next weekend, it will be more of the same. She will come to me under the cover of night, cloaking her actions and her emotions from those who care about her. And I will give in to her want as I always do, as she knows I will. And the vicious cycle will repeat itself over and over again.

But this has to stop.

This sliver of time I have with her is not enough for me. And I know she feels the same way.

She deserves happiness. She deserves love. And I want to be the one to give them to her.

Tonight, her knocks went unanswered yet she let herself in and took what she desired. My knocking is much more subtle but proving to be effective.

This time, she stayed.

Even if it was for a few seconds, that tiny bit of hesitation makes me hopeful that there is a chance for us.

A small victory indeed but, for now, I'll take what I can get.