A/N: So I know this is long over due and I have no other excuse than adulthood is a bitch! Also I just wasn't inspired to write for until now and I managed to write this in two days. So this is the last chapter of Beautiful Green Eyes, but don't worry children there is more to come.

Since I hadn't written in YEARSSSS I thought why not reward my readers with some hardcore citrus? Look out for my sequel its gonna be good ^_^.

I watched his back as he slowly strode out of my room, as if he didn't know exactly where he was going. My gaze stayed on the empty doorway for some time as I felt my brow crease. Shaking the confusion from my head, I threw the covers back and reached for an oversized t-shirt and shorts that had been discarded to the floor. His mood had shifted so drastically since when we fell asleep.

The sun had just barely risen so the house was still dark. Trailing my fingers against the walls I slowly felt my way down the stairs. He wasn't far, so it didn't take very long to find him. He stood in front of the sink, looking out the window. I knew that he felt my approached, but he didn't move even as I wrapped my arms around his torso. He skin was cold and hard, and right.

"Edward?" My voice was so low, so soft that I barely heard it myself, "What's wrong?"

Like ice, his stiffness melted away as he placed his hands on top of mine. I felt his chest expand as he took a deep breath.

"When I woke up this morning all my senses were back to normal." He took another breath, "I was very… aware of you." I shook my head not understanding, "Aware of… all… of you."

I felt my face heat as I lamely replied, "Oh."

A strained laugh left his lips as he turned to me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders and leaning against the counter, "I…" He glanced above my head staring at the wall as if the words were written there for him to read, "I found it very… difficult to control myself."

I pulled back to look up at him. His eyes were golden again. They made me melt, made me slightly light headed. I leaned against him, my body heating, this time not of embarrassment. My lips curled into a sly smile, "Then don't." I rose up on my tiptoes, nipping at his chin. His lips had flattened to a thin line. I sunk back down to the floor as he unwrapped himself from my hold and walked out of the kitchen. I stared at his back as he stared at the wall. I felt my face flush.

He was shutting me out. I felt so rejected so unwanted. How could he be so cold after last night?

I felt my eyes prick as water began to collect at the rim. My lips mouthed the word, "fuck." As I turned from him trying to wipe the tears before they could fall. But my emotions began to take over. God I felt like such a girl. I wiped away the tears as the fell even faster. I hoped he wouldn't notice. Then all efforts of hiding my crying crumbled. Without giving my body permission to do so, I sniffled.

"Bella?" His voice felt closer than the living room. I began to walk away without answering him when his hands caught my waist. I tried to pull away from him, but I could have been fighting against stone for all the good it would have done me. He spun me around, his face shifting from concern to shock. His hands were instantly on my face wiping away my tears almost as fast as the fell. He shook his head, not understanding my tears.

I tried to pull away from him but he pulled me close, holding me tighter to him, "My god, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to hurt your feelings." He began to rock me back and forth.

I shook my head and pushed away from him. His arms released me as I began to walk towards the stairs. He grabbed my wrist before I got very far.

"Bella, talk to me please."

I spun around. My hair whipped in my face, "You confuse the fuck out of me!" I practically screamed. My outburst caused Edward to take a step back from me, "I know this reaction is completely uncalled for but you have thrown me for a complete loop these past twenty-four hours and I felt so secure and close to you last night. Now…" I threw my hands up, "It's like you don't even want me." I wiped away the useless tears, "I know I'm overreacting, but…" I let my sentence hang in the air unfinished as I pulled my hand out of his grasp. He let me go, only long enough to grab my shoulders and pull me against his chest.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't think… I didn't want to hurt your feelings." He buried his face in my neck, "I just… I'm so afraid Bella." He pulled back to look into my eyes, "When I'm with you like that my mind is so jumbled and I can't focus." He shook his head, "I wouldn't be able to live with myself I if ever hurt you." He rested his forehead against mine. His eyes squeezed tight as if he had a horrible migraine.

I placed my hands on either side of his face. My touch seemed to relax him as he opened his eyes to look at me.

"I'm sorry for overreacting."

He shook his head, "No, I should have known how all of this would have affected you emotionally." He pulled back.

Tears began to fall down my face again, "Last night was so wonderful, I felt so close to you and still I didn't feel whole." He looked down at me, wiping away my tears with his thumbs, "I didn't feel whole because you weren't yourself."

"Bella, I…"

I continued, "I love you, just like this." I pressed my lips against his, " I only want you as you are. As you are supposed to be."

I pressed my lips against his again, holding him to until he responded. His lips moved with mine, slowly, gently. His arms wrapped around my waist as he pulled me closer to him. My breath began to quicken as I knotted my fingers into his hair. I felt his breath coming out in huffs as he opened his mouth, sliding his tongue along my top lip.

Before I realized it he had lifted me off the floor and placed me against the wall. He was everywhere. His hands running up the front of my body as my tongue fought with his. He began pulling at my shirt as my hips grinded against his. I felt his bulge press against me as he tore through the front of my shirt. He reared back, looking at my bare chest. This time I didn't blush or shy away I only ran my fingers through his hair and smiled. Edward buried his face in my hair again after placing his hands on either side of my head.

"I'm… I'm sorry… I…" He placed his hands on my thighs, backing away to place me back on the floor. Before he could do so, I wrapped my legs around him, clinging to him.

I saw him bite his lip as my hips grinded against him again, "Please." I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck, "Oh, god please don't stop."

His hands began to loosen on my thighs as his hands began to run up my body again. As he gaze wandered down my body I could see the inner battle as he warred with his morals and his hard on.

With a frustrated growl, he pulled me off the wall and placed me on the counter, pulling my shorts down as I placed my hands behind me for balance.

So fast that I couldn't see, he had placed his hand on my sex, teasing the sensitive skin. My breath began coming out faster as he pressed his lips to mine again. At the same time his finger penetrated me causing me to moan against his mouth. Carefully he caught my bottom lip between his teeth and he continued to pound his finger into me, adding another causing my head to roll back.

His lips found my breast as he began to lick and suck as he continued to finger me. My moans began to grow louder and louder until they morphed into screams of pleasure as I climaxed around his fingers.

With my eyes half lidded I pulled my head up to look at him. His eyes were dark and filled with lust. He pulled me closer to the edge of the counter with his right hand as he released himself from his sweat pants with his left with out hesitating he positioned himself and drove into me. I let out a quick cry of pleasure as my head flew back. Grabbing my hips he began to move at a steady rhythm, growling quietly with each thrust.

"Tighter…" I said between gasps, "Harder…" I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, clutching to him, trying to get closer to him so I could take more of him into me.

Wrapping his arms around my back he lifted me placing me on the table, knocking a glass off from yesterday. It shattered to the floor. I could feel the table shifting underneath me as he gripped my thighs.

I could feel myself tensing. My hips bucking against his, I ached for release. My fingers wrapped around the table clothe as I began to reach my end. From the sounds from him I could sense he was reaching his climax as well. He began to thrust faster, grip my waist tighter until with a loud groan he came.

My screams echoed off the walls as I came as well. He collapsed on top of me, holding himself up on his elbows so that I felt none of his weight. His face was nuzzled into my hair. His breathing was slow and deep, almost like he was sleeping. I closed my eyes, inhaling deeply, taking in his scent of sunshine and winter air.

I felt him pull back from me. He took his hand off my leg then replaced it gently in the same spot. I opened my eyes and looked down at him. His brow was furrowed as he looked down at what seemed to be my stomach.

"Edward?" He looked up at me, smiling, but not enough to reach his eyes, "What's wrong?"

He leaned forward placing a soft kiss on my forehead, "Happy eighteenth birthday."

A/N: So yeah this takes place between twilight and new moon. The sequel will be my take on the new moon portion and with any luck the first chapter should be out within this week or the next. Thank you so much for reading and commenting on this. I love you all so much you don't even know. Please excuse my lateness on my updates. Any of you "adults" out there reading this know what the hell I'm talking about. TOODLES!

~Whispering Ember