Sorry this chapter is a little shorter, but it felt like it should stand alone. MAJOR LEMONS.

With a low pitched growl Carlisle relented, lowering himself onto her and kissing her fiercely once more.

One of Carlisle's hands clamped in her hair while the other grasped the hem of her shirt and drug it over her head, barely breaking their kiss for a moment. His hand snaked behind her to unclasp her bra, and before she could help at all her bra joined the shirt on the floor, and she was bare from the hips up underneath him. Carlisle's chest muscles brushed against her nipples, making them harden as they touched his icy skin. His hips flexed in a slow, steady rhythm, rubbing against her clit and stimulating her until she was wild with need, moaning into his mouth in desperation.

Carlisle's hand left her hair and trailed down her neck to her breasts, kneading and tweaking her nipples as he alternated between breasts. His right hand trailed down to the hem of her pants, dragging them and her panties down and off her legs in one smooth stroke, tossing them to the floor to join the rest of her clothes. Bella let her hands drift to the hem of his shorts, shoving them off his hips and guiding them down his legs with her feet until he kicked them to the floor, now as naked as she.

Hesitantly she curled one hand around his considerable erection, stroking experimentally and making his hips buck slightly in response. His hand drifted downward until it found the soft, warm flesh between her thighs, and it was her turn to buck her hips toward him. His thumb stroked her clit steadily as he sunk his middle finger deep into her, and she broke away from his kiss to lean her head back and sigh, one hand still wrapped around him. He worked her slowly, thrusting his finger in a steady rhythm before adding a second finger, making her wince slightly at the new intrusion. His thumb worked her clit more vigorously and her legs fell apart on instinct, and soon she was lifting her hips up to give him better access.

Her eyes were shut tightly as she writhed upon the bed, seeking more stimulation by raising her hips off the bed, so when Carlisle shifted his weight she only felt it, but couldn't see what he was doing. It was a shock to her system, then, when she felt a cool tongue flick against the her clit, making her cry out loudly. He kept a fast pace going with the hand thrusting in and out of her as his mouth latched on to her and began to work his tongue furiously. Within moments Bella's body exploded with pleasure as her orgasm ripped through her with a force she didn't know was possible, making her entire back arch off the bed as she rode out her climax, shouting his name brokenly.

She panted as she came down, only dimly aware of him laying down beside her once more. She opened her eyes and looked at him from under heavy lids, waiting until she caught her breath to speak. "Are you going to…" She trailed off softly, not sure how to finish the sentence.

He smiled at her gently. "Not just yet, dear Bella. Physical love is very different for vampires. Once it is done, there is no going back. I will not tie you to me in such a permanent way until you are sure. But right now, it is too soon to ask you to make such a commitment, and I am willing to wait for you." He kissed her deeply when he finished speaking, distracting her momentarily. She was brought back to herself, however, by the feel of his erection pressing insistently against her hip. Tentatively, Bella wrapped her small hand around his arousal once more and began to move her hand in a steady rhythm, unsure of what she was supposed to do but wanting to try nonetheless.

She felt more than heard him groan, shifting to lay on his back to give her a better angle and dragging her to lay on her stomach as she continued to kiss him fervently. Carlisle laid his hand on top of hers, guiding her hand up and down his shaft in a quick motion. "Tighten your grip," he whispered, breaking the kiss. She did as he bade, trying her best to keep up the rhythm he had shown her after he let go. His head fell back against the bed and his eyes closed, arching slightly into her grip. "Tighter," he said softly. "Don't worry about hurting me, grip as hard as you can."

Bella tightened her grip on him greatly, speeding up the strokes of her hand and watching his face to gauge how she was doing. After several minutes her arm began to tire, and an idea struck her. Carefully, Bella slid down the bed while attempting to maintain her pace until she was even with his erect penis. She knew he must know her position, but he still jolted as her hot mouth wrapped around his tip. Her tongue flicked out to taste him, still very unsure as to what she was supposed to do, but she hoped that he would guide her should she do it wrong.

She bobbed her head in time with her hand, alternately suckling and stroking the head and underside with her tongue. She felt one of his hands rest on her head, pulling her hair back from her face and guiding her pace. She could feel when his climax was nearing, his hand moved her head faster and his hips started to thrust upwards. "Bella," he panted harshly as he tried to pull her off him, "I'm about to…" Instead of letting herself be deterred, however, she redoubled her efforts, setting a nearly frantic pace as Carlisle's vocalizations got louder. With a final shout and hard thrust of his hips, Bella's mouth was filled with a cool, somewhat bitter liquid that she swallowed as quickly as she could, continuing to suckle until his hand unclenched from her hair and dropped to the bed.

Feeling rather smug, Bella crawled back up and laid herself onto his shoulder, relaxing happily as Carlisle stroked her back with one lazy hand. After several long minutes, Carlisle finally managed to speak. "Bella, you didn't have to do that," he said.

"I know I didn't," she responded. "I wanted to."

He chuckled slightly in response. "Amazing woman," he said softly. As the bliss slowly wore off, exhaustion began to seep through her veins, and she couldn't quite stifle a yawn. He noticed, of course, and tucked the blanket around her naked form, pulling her against his chest. "Sleep now, Bella." He began to hum the same song he did the very first night, and almost instantly, sleep claimed her.