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Chapter 15: Continuing on from last chapter... Enjoy.

A/N: This chapter is sexual. Rated M for a reason. And don't worry about Bella being a vampire... though she wants to be seductive, that can only go too far before
worries come in and Edward has to take the lead. So don't worry about her hurting him. We've all ready been past that part. She'd never do it. And plus, this is her first
experience, so she'd be too scared to get too wild in order to have the opportunity to hurt him.
So relax and enjoy!
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Officially rated M. FOR A REASON. Kiddies, leave now. ;)

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Disclaimer: I own nothing that is Twilight or Stephenie Meyer related. Just this little story, not the characters. [Robert Pattinson is hiding under my tree though, and he's only wearing a bow. ;)]

For what shall it profit a man,

if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul.

Mark 8:36

Chapter 15: Intertwined

When we pulled into the drive, I caught a glance at the watch on his wrist.

"It's almost eleven," I whispered, knowing Carlisle and Esme would already be turned in.

Edward nodded, parking his bike in the garage beside Jasper's. "It's okay. They won't care."

When we climbed off, I realized that there was a car was missing. A jeep.

My car was gone too, not that I cared much.

"Everyone's gone I guess," Edward shrugged as he wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him. "Probably went out to the movies."

I smiled to myself and thanked Rose and Alice inside my head for allowing us this night to ourselves.

When we walked inside, we found a light in the kitchen on, with a folded card on the island.

"Kids," Edward began reading. "Carlisle and I will be back tomorrow morning. He had an emergency lifeline to tend to. Bella is welcome to stay over. Love, Us."

I grinned and buried my face in my favorite part of the middle of his back.

He inhaled deep and turned around, pulling me close to him as he leaned back against the counter. "What do you want to do?"

I didn't remove my face from his chest and shrugged. "Whatever you want."

"Are you going to tell me the secret?"

I giggled and ran my hands along his back. "Maybe."

"Hmm..." he thought to himself, his hands trailing to the small of my back as he hitched his thumbs under my shirt. "Do you want to hear a secret that I have?"

I nodded. "Yes."

"Well," he said as he pulled me closer to him and leaned down to whisper in my right ear. I brought my right hand up to my mouth, trying to cover my permanent grin.

"...I think you look sexy," he continued. "Almost too sexy."

I giggled. "Can't be too sexy."

"Oh yes. You can."

"How is that?"

Edward brought his forehead to mine, his thumbs rubbing on my cheekbones. "When I cannot concentrate on anything else but the filthy and derogatory thoughts that are crossing my mind, I know that it's almost too sexy."

I frowned a bit. "Is it too much?"

He shook his head and licked his lips. "It's perfect."

My smile instantly returned. "Can we go upstairs?"

"Mmhmm."

Edward took my hand in his warm one, then led me up the stairs and to the room. Before we entered, his pinned me against the frame of the door. My breathing hitched instantly as I stared into his eyes.

"Tell me your secret," he demanded in a raspy voice.

I shook my head, swallowing hard. "Not yet."

"Please?"

I looked away from his eyes and slid beneath his arm, walking into his bedroom. "Come in here."

He followed, shutting the door behind him.

I stood in front of the foot of his bed, my hands behind my back. "Do you really want to know?"

He licked his lips and stood in front of me. "Absolutely."

I smiled evilishly at him and bit my lip. "Are you sure?" I whispered back.

Edward grinned. "Yes."

I tilted my head and took a step closer to him, in my best seduction possible, and began running my hands up his chest. "How sure?"

He cleared his throat. "A hundred percent sure."

"Good."

I pushed him backward onto his bed, causing him to chuckle and run his fingers through his hair. Yes, I was making him blush!

"What are you doing?"

I shrugged, twirling around to turn on his radio. There was a CD in there that Rose and I created together, a mix of seduction songs from the past and present generations. "Perfect for all kinds of sexy occasions," she reassured me.

Edward tilted his head, watching my every move until I was standing between his legs. "What's this about?"

I leaned forward, guiding my hands from his knee to his belt loops, then from his stomach and up to his chest, climbing up his body until I was straddling him.

"It's about a secret," I whispered as I pushed his shirt up his stomach.

He inhaled deep, leaning back on his elbows. "Do I finally get to hear this secret?"

I nodded, continuing to push his shirt to his chest as I leaned down and placed my lips on his right ear.

Remembering exactly as the girls directed, I inhaled deep and closed my eyes. "I want you, Edward."

A few seconds passed us in silence, then I felt Edward's hands on my hips, gently pushing me back so I would look at him. .

"What?" he asked, his eyes wide, voice still raspy.

I licked my lips and tilted my head, batting my lashes. "I want you."

Edward sat up slowly, his hands not leaving my body. He cleared his throat. "Uh..."

I giggled, my hands wrapping around his neck. "You seem so surprised."

"I am."

"Well, don't be. I'm not lying."

I refused Edward the ability to speak before crushing my lips to his. I threw my arms around his neck, burying my fingers in his hair as I pushed his face against mine. I grinded my hips against his, parting his lips with mine. His breathing hitched as I kept my plan in motion, pushing him backward onto the bed. His warm hands glided up my sides to my arms, and then before I knew it, he was laying over me and I was on the pillows.

"Wait, Bella." he gasped.

I shook my head. "No."

Edward frowned and pulled himself higher, still panting. "Bella, how are you so sure?"

I touched his warm chest, feeling the thum-thum-thum-thum of his heart beating senseless against my palm. "I've never been more certain in my life."

We stared at each other for a few minutes in silence.

Then my hand found his cheek, and I caressed it slowly. "Do you want to?" I asked him. "Because if not, we can wait."

Edward closed his eyes and shook his head. "It's not about me."

I sighed and cupped his face with both my hands, pulling him closer to me. "Edward, it is about you. This is us, all the way. You know how I feel, so tell me how you feel."

His green eyes sparkled in the moonlight as his angel smile crossed along his lips. "You're ready?" he asked to reassure himself.

I nodded slowly. "Yes. I love you, Edward."

He smiled sincerely.

"Are you?"

Repeating my actions, he nodded slowly. "Yes."

This time, when he lowered himself to me, his kiss was gentle, as if he was soaking in the moment and saving it for later. His lips were warm and inviting and he tilted his head to the left, sliding his tongue in my mouth and causing me to hum softly. My hands tangled in his hair and I pulled him closer to me, arching my back to feel more of him against my body. Edward's hands trailed down my legs to my hips, then beside my shoulders as he lifted himself up again. I refused to end our kiss, bringing my head up with him. He pulled back to a sitting position on his knees in front of me and I climbed on mine, kissing him more intense. I gripped his shirt at his shoulders with my fingers, pulling myself closer to him.

Edward's arms snaked around my waist, pulling me over on his legs as he sat down. I straddled his lap again, wrapping my legs around his waist and kissing him with a passion that I never experienced before. Something inside my body, some sort of wave crashed through me, desiring more of him. All of him.

His fingers trailed along my back and inside my shirt, causing warmth to spread over my chilled body. I shivered beneath his touch, pushing myself harder against him. I pulled my face away so he could catch his breath, but didn't remove my lips from his completely. He inhaled deep and quick and I felt his lip quiver against mine.

Nervously, I pulled my face away from his, wondering if he was regretting his decision, but his hands caught my head, holding me in place.

"I want you," he whispered as he pulled my lips to his again. "I want you, I want you."

All the nerves washed away instantly as I wrapped my arms around his neck, allowing him to push me back against the covers. Edward ground his hips into mine as I kept my legs locked around him. He buried his face in my neck, breathing deep and slow. Chills washed through my body as he began to suckle on the tight skin there. I gripped the back of his shirt, trailing it up his skin with my fingertips until I could reach it and pull it off his head. Edward allowed me to remove it, holding himself above me. My hands trailed down his warm chest to his rippled abs, then back up to his shoulders. I was in complete awe of him, finding that the only way possible that he could look more inhuman is when he was getting naked. He was so perfect, it was almost painful to look at.

Edward's hands found mine as he pulled me up again. He climbed on his knees to the back of his bed, continuing to pull me until he stood up in front of me. I grabbed his thighs and pulled him between my legs as he ran his warm hands down my arms, massaging them. I looked up at him and became breathless as soon as I saw the new expression in his face. His eyes were dark. Fire like. Smoldering even. His lips were slightly parted and a bit swollen. His dark lashes were glistening. His neck had a tint of red on it from the heat waves blasting through the room.

"You're beautiful," I whispered to him as my fingers gripped the top band of his jeans.

Edward smiled and ran the back of his fingers along my face, and then he tucked the hair behind my right ear. We stared at each other for a few moments as my hands continued to trail along his stomach and his continued to massage my shoulders. We didn't have to speak much to know what the other was saying.

Edward slowly squatted down in front of me, his hands taking my right foot to his knee. He un strapped the heel and carefully removed it, kissing the top of my foot gently, before going to the other and doing the same thing with that. I smiled as he massaged my feet for a few moments, secretly thanking him that he was since those heels were a bit tight. My fingers found his bronzed hair and I began to scratch his head and smooth his hair back out of his face. He smirked and scooted forward toward me, and as his face inched closer, and I suddenly forgot how to inhale.

Those smoldering eyes were mere centimeters away.

I couldn't move from my spot as he lingered closer. Slowly. Slower. My breath continued to grow haggard as his hands slid up my waist, pulling my shirt with them.

"May I?" he asked, with a voice too sexy for his own damn good.

I nodded and raised my hands up.

The blue silk shirt slid up my body and over my head, and his hands found my shoulders as he squatted back down between my legs. I smiled and brushed my fingers through his hair, watching his eyes trail slowly down my body. Alice had picked out a matching blue lacey panty and bra set, and I was thankful for her doing so, since his expression was drinking it in.

"Wow," he whispered smoothly as a side smile crossed his lips. "...Come here."

I let him scoop me up in his arms, and wrapped my legs around his waist as he stood to his feet. The music smoothed our moods more, and he swayed from side to side as he rubbed my back. I leaned down and pressed my forehead to his, my thumbs trailing along his lips. He lifted his face up so I could kiss him, but when we touched, the kiss remained slow, and sensual, and longing, like the song in the background. His lips were warm and inviting, and it was almost sinful to enjoy them as much as I was. I tilted my head for better access, and he followed my lead, allowing us to kiss deeper, with more passion.

His hands released my body and cupped my face, keeping my face where he wanted me, so that he could kiss me the way he liked: slow, deep, and lingering.

I felt my head become a little dizzy as he continued to kiss me like that. It was almost too much. I knew I needed to keep myself relaxed and calm, but that I'd never hurt him. Ever.

I wasn't even concerned about that anymore.

My body was tightening up around his touch in an unfamiliar way, and my breathing became short and unbalanced.

Edward pulled his face away to inhale, and his breath was ragged as well.

I released my leg lock from his waist and slid down his body, to where I could stand in front of him. I immediately noticed the height difference again, since I wasn't in heels any longer. My head didn't even reach his chin now. He smirked as he took in my facial expression and kissed the top of my head gently. I brought my hands up his overheated arms and around his shoulders. His hands ran down the back of my neck toward the center of my back. Then his fingers trailed along the top of my bra clasp, but he paused and looked at me. Questioning.

I just smiled sweetly at him.

He returned the expression and unfastened the clasp. Chills ran through my body as his thumbs massaged where the clasp was, before his fingers slowly slid up the straps on my shoulders and pulled it down my arms. I tried not to feel my normal self-conscious thoughts as my chest became naked in front of him. He slid his hands along my arms again, up to my neck, then cupping my face.

He slowly bent down to match our heights, pressing his forehead to mine.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his eyes drowning me.

I felt a little unsteady, since I was being dazzled by his calm yet desirable expression. It took a few seconds to respond, and my voice was raspy when it came out. "Yes."

He moved me closer to him, my bare chest to his, cold against the hot, and we both gasped slightly to the new contact. It felt amazing.

I pulled his face down to mine and kissed him with a strong need. Our tongues found each other's instantly, and every time they touched, it felt like there was a new fire boiling between our skin contact. I threw my arms around his neck carelessly, jerking him to me, demanding our kiss to be heightened. He followed instinctively, with his own amount of desire unfolding across us. He backed us up against the bed and as soon as my calves touched the mattress, he held onto me and leaned me back, climbing over me again. His hands gripped my waist gently and he pushed me forward, to where my head found the soft pillows.

He smiled and pushed the hair out of my eyes before leaning back down to me. He tilted my head to my left, so he could have better access to the crook of my neck. I moaned and arched my body up to him as he began to lick and suck there. It was as if he was setting my cold body on fire, somehow. His hands trailing along the sides of my body, his mouth working my neck. I almost felt like I could pass out.

He sucked on my neck again, bringing the tight skin into his warm lips with a sensual movement. I gasped and inhaled loudly, my fingers gripping the back of his head. I tangled them into his hair, running then around in circles. Every cell in my body felt like it was suddenly alive. His body between my legs, pressed against me with my force, causing me to react again. I ground my shoulders into the pillow, trying to catch my breath. Edward hummed against my skin and then smiled against it, causing me to almost explode into tiny pieces.

His fingers slid between our bodies as he breathed in my ear, and he started to unbuttonmy jeans, but stopped. He started to lift himself off of me, but I refused, gripping his shoulders and pulling him back onto me. I raised my head to find his lips quicker, and kissed him again.

I didn't like the idea of his body leaving mine for even the slightest second, and as he molded his lips into mine, I found out why: We were too perfect when we were together. What's the point of separation?

Edward chuckled as soon as I released him to breathe, and he shook his head adoringly.

Again, he tried to pull his body up from mine, and I couldn't help but frown.

"Where are you going?" I asked, my lip forming a concerned pout before I could think about it.

He smirked. "Nowhere, Angel."

He slid down my body, pressing light kisses on my stomach. I couldn't help but smile and lick my lips, moving along under him, allowing him more access to venture around with. His hands glided up my hips, his thumbs providing light circles on my skin. He pressed his forehead to my abdomen and inhaled deep.

"You smell like fresh strawberries," he whispered in his own thought. "...Just like your hair."

I tilted my head in to that statement, suddenly concerned. "D-Do you like strawberries?"

He snickered. "Yes."

"Oh... oh good." I exhaled. I felt better now.

Edward chuckled for a moment, as his hands gripped my ribs, his fingers around to my back. His heart beat strummed against my body as he positioned himself comfortably between my legs. Then he trailed his tongue from my diaphram, all the way down, past my belly button in a slow motion. I gasped and arched my back toward him, an instinct reflex. He nuzzled his nose into my skin and provided light kisses between my stomach and my jeans.

My fingers were around his wrists, but I tried to not grip him too tight. Didn't want to hurt him.

But it was really hard.

I threw my head back against the pillows as my body continued to arch toward him, feeling him tease me with his hot breath along my jeans and stomach. I swallowed hard, trying to stay focused. Again, really difficult to do. At this point, I couldn't even think straight.

He gently lowered me back on the covers and his fingers found the button to my jeans again. He rested his chin below the zipper and looked up at me through his eyelashes, concerned again.

I nodded, probably too quickly.

He smiled and unfastened them, then lifted his head up so he could unzip them as well. I bit my lip as his hands found the sides of my jeans, and I raised my body, so he could pull them down. He took his time doing so, his eyes staying on mine, always being the gentleman. I giggled as he pulled them off, feeling a bit conscious, but trying not to worry about it.

But as soon as his warm hands touched my warm knees and spread them apart so he could climb back between my legs, I gasped and forgot how to think. My legs began to shake and my breathing sped up. My brain became dizzy and unfocused. I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to calm myself down. I didn't want to be nervous, didn't want to be worried. I knew I wanted to be with him in all the ways possible, so why on earth was I losing my bearings?

Edward slowly pressed himself against me, and as his jeans rubbed along my body, I gasped.

Oh God, Oh Lord, Oh yes, oh no, oh yes, oh no...

These weren't emotions of hurting him. This was all new to me. I wasn't used to feeling these type of emotions. I never felt this alive, this exposed. This revealed. It felt as every inch of my body was a live wire, and with one touch, something could explode.

Edward smiled and looked down to my now trembling stomach. His eyes bounced to my neck as I swallowed hard. Then he looked up at me. "You're scared, aren't you?"

I shook my head, swallowing again. "N-No."

He shook his head slowly, his hands massaging my calves. "You can be honest with me, Bella."

His voice was too calm.

I didn't like it, didn't want him to stop.

"I'm not scared... this is j-just..." I inhaled deep, trying to gather my thoughts. "...New."

He nodded and leaned over me slowly, holding himself up on his arms. "Are you okay?"

I nodded, trying to focus on his fire green eyes.

He studied my expression, his lips parted, inhaling deep.

I smiled at him. "I'm okay. I promise."

He hesitated for a moment, then slowly lowered himself onto me, providing soft kisses on my cheek and eyelids. I smiled and relaxed a lot, only my legs trembling now. His steady heart beat against my diaphram helped calm me down, helped me recollect my thoughts.

I exhaled deep, thankful for him.

His thumbs stroked my bottom lip and he tilted his head, looking into my eyes.

I ran my hands along his heated back in light motions, and he closed his eyes for a second, enjoying the sensations I was creating for him.

The next song that came on was very slow and relaxing, and it definetly helped reset my mood.

I was comfortable again.

I pulled his face down, so I could put his forehead against mine.

He smiled genuinly, my favorite side smile. "Hey you," he whispered, his deep voice smooth like butter.

"Hey you."

I reached down to his jeans and blinked at him, making sure he was okay with it. He leaned in and gave me a small peck on my bottom lip. With shaking hands and after a few attempts, I unfastened the jeans and unzipped them. Edward pulled himself up to his knees, and stood up from the bed. Keeping our eyes locked, he pulled them down and stepped out of them. I let my eyes trail down from his eyelashes to his swollen red lips, down his tan body, firm chest, rippled abs, to the hair below his belly button, to the black boxers. I bit my lip, wondering to myself if he knew I was undressing him with my eyes.

Before I thought about it, I sat up and scooted toward the end of the bed, in front of him.

We both had one article of clothing, and since my nerve was coming back to me, I stood up and decided to take advantage of it. I put my thumbs on the sides of my lace panties and bit my lip, looking up at him. I started to pull them down, but his hands found mine, holding me there.

"Wait," he whispered abruptly.

I looked up at him, confused.

His angel smile smoothed my expression instantly. He lowered himself to his knees, pressing his warm lips to my stomach. I ran my fingers through his hair and along his face as he trailed his red lips and hot breath along my taught skin, teasing me. His hands slid down mine, along my hip bones, to my calves, around in a circle, then back up, stopping where my hands were again. Then he scooted his fingers under mine, and it dawned on me suddenly.

He wanted to do that part.

I bit my lip and held my breath as he began to provide heated kisses over the lace. The sensations he was creating was overwhelming and I wanted to suddenly scream. I closed my eyes, feeling more of his breath along my stomach and the top of the panties. I felt him smile against my skin, his hands trailing to my butt and pushing me forward, so he could kiss there with more force. I gripped his hair again, my hands shaking at the feeling of new contact he was giving me.

Things that feel this good should be forbidden. Thank God they're not.

His hands continued to massage my behind, my back, my hips, my thighs, and then he slowly pushed me back to the mattress. He bent forward and lightly moved me back with his hands, advising me to relax with his raspy voice. I nodded slowly as I laid back, swallowing hard. His thumbs trailed to the bottom of the panties on my hips, and then he bunched them together and began pulling them down. With every inch of new skin revealed on my legs, he provided a light kiss on them. One side, then the other, back and forth. I closed my eyes as my body began to shutter again, not in a nervous way, but in an excited way. Once I was completely exposed in front of him, his hands began to provide light massages on my feet, then my calves, then my knees, then my thighs, then my hips.

My breathing was beyond control at this point, and I didn't try to fight against it.

Edward's hands scooted me forward, to where my head laid on the pillows again, and he slowly climbed above me.

I ran my thumbs along his cheek to the top of his brows. "I love you so much."

He smiled and tilted his head, his diamond eyes blending into mine. "As I love you." he replied.

I bit the inside of my lip, drinking in every inch of his face. He looked like an angel. He was perfect, and all mine.

"Hey Bella," he whispered as his hands ran through my hair. "...I know that you trust me, and you know that I trust you... But ... Would you mind if I tried something with you?"

I adjusted under him and inhaled slowly. "Anything you want."

I don't think he was expecting that. "Are you sure?"

"Anything." I reassured him.

He smiled and kissed me passionately for a few moments. I began to breathe unevenly as his tongue slid between my lips, and I pushed against his face and pulled him to me, desiring more friction. I couldn't help but feel his body between my legs, and something firm pressing against me. I gasped when I realized what it was, my fingers tangling in his hair. Again, the fire began to wash over our bodies as our kisses became more heavy, more passionate. His tongue swept over mine, and I arched my back against him, almost begging for contact.

He pulled away slowly, providing a few gentle kisses, then sliding over to my neck to kiss there. His lips trailed kisses from my neck to my collar bone while his hands began to massage my stomach and breasts. I couldn't control my breathing as his warm hands touched me, and immediately wanted more of it. I closed my eyes and maintained my breathing while he continued to knead and massage and caress my skin in uncharted places.

He continued his trail of his lips while his hands worked my body, trailing kisses between my breasts, down my diaphram, along my ribs, down my stomach, on my belly button, and then lower. Right before he got to the part I suddenly desired to have him the most, he stopped, his face pressing against me while he breathed slowly. I felt his heart beat on my right leg, and realized he was calming the both of us down. He wanted to make sure I could handle the situation.

I allowed him a few minutes to relax me, and once he felt I was good and calm, he trailed his lips over to my right leg, and began kissing there.

I knew what was coming, or what I hoped was coming, and felt my entire body tighten with the new ideas crossing my mind.

My unsteady fingers found his hair as he trailed kisses to my inner thigh, and I began to react with a mixture of awkwardness, nerves, excitement, and anxiety. I almost wanted to scream just do it already! but knew that wouldn't work too well. So instead, I closed my eyes, bit my lip, trembled against his hands, and prayed he'd never stop.

And he didn't.

He postioned us comfortably and I turned my head to focus on a candle that was lit on his nightstand, being the only light in the room. His hands continued to run smooth lines along my legs, his attention focused on me, making sure I was okay.

I knew there was dampness on my skin, thanks to his teasing, and that concerned me a bit. I mean, I've never done anything like this. Was it suposse to happen like this? What if he didn't like it?

Oh God.

I swallowed hard, zoning in on the flame.

"Are you all right?" His voice was still raspy, but concerned.

I nodded and chewed the inside of my lip, breathing heavily.

"Do you want me to stop, love?"

I shook my head and ran my fingers through his hair again. "I-I'm just scared of what you're thinking," I admitted sheepishly.

He popped his head up so he could look at me better. "What do you mean?"

I shrugged nervously. "I'm not used to feeling this way, and I'm worried I'm doing something wrong, or that my b-body is, um, doing something wrong."

He shook his head slightly, his eyes on mine. "You're perfectly fine, Bella."

I nodded, uncertain.

"Heyyy," he whispered as he crawled up beside me. "If we're going too fast, you can tell me."

I shook my head and pulled my legs together as my voice began to shake. "No, no I want to do this. Trust me. I want you to... you know... I just feel... worried suddenly that you might think there is something wrong with me."

Edward ran his fingers through my hair and along my cheek, cupping me softly. "Do you know how beautiful you look right now? Even when you're nervous?"

I smiled at him but I had to know something before we continued. "I, um, never asked, and I'm not sure if this is the right time, but have you ever slept with anyone before?"

Edward shook his head. "I've never been with anyone before you, Bella."

"B-But you've done other stuff?"

He swallowed and nodded his head. "Don't you worry about that though. This is me and you. No one else."

I exhaled, feeling foolish. "I just want to be perfect for you, and am kind of worried of being compared to someone before me."

"I would never do that, Bella. There is no one like you. You're undeniable, do you know that?"

I shook my head, suddenly lost in his eyes, yet again.

"Well you are, and you're all I want."

I smiled proudly. "Really?"

"Yes."

That made me feel better. "Okay."

"But we don't ha-"

"No, no!" My hand clasped over his lips, making a pop sound. "I want to!"

He chuckled and kissed my palm, before slowly removing it from his mouth. "Well then how about we get your nerves out of the way?"

I nodded slowly.

"Still trust me?"

"Yes."

"Okay. I'm going to try something, but I'm not going to touch you yet... well, nowhere that could frighten you. Is that all right?"

"Yes."

"All right." Edward slowly slid down my body, and placed his hands on my clasped knees. "Just relax."

I nodded, swallowing the familiar sand paper feeling down. I felt my legs trembling under his hands, but breathed slowly, and tried to relax as much as possible. Slowly, he parted my legs with his hands. It took some time, as I was kind of fighting against the revealing exposure, but after a few minutes of his soothing voice, listening to the beat of his heart, and his rubbing hands, I gave in. I closed my eyes once they were parted, afraid to see his expression. I felt the cool breeze of the room surround me, and shivered.

It suddenly got too quiet, but I refused to look. I focused on inhaling, which still came too shallow.

I heard his breathing hitch slightly, listened as his heart became unsteadily faster, and felt his hands trailing along my legs.

Finally, he spoke the most soothing words he knew possible: "Isabella... You. Are. So. Beautiful."

Exhaling slow, I allowed my eyes to open, and found him looking at me. No, not even looking at me. Absorbing me.

I smiled at him and relaxed my muscles.

"...Feel better?"

I nodded and ran my hands across his. "Much. Thank you."

He bit his lip in thought. "Would you like me to try again?"

I couldn't help but smile, and closed my eyes to almost try to hide my would-be-bashful appearance. "Yes."

"I'm going to kiss now you Bella."

"Alright."

He brought his face closer to my stomach as his fingers slid down my body, and covered my heat. "Here ...if that's alright?"

Trembling, I nodded.

Edward began breathing on my stomach and providing kisses there. He inched lower, calmly, and I closed my eyes, keeping my body relaxed. I sighed, trembling and wanting more suddenly. Too much, probably. I was scared to death of letting go like this, but the need I had was too much to resist.

His hot breath was all over me, creating a trail of fire along my cold skin. His hands continued to massage my stomach, my legs, my hips, and he gently used his free hand that wasn't rubbing my stomach on my legs, spreading them apart more. Then he finally pressed his lips against my skin.

"E-Edward," I gasped in a slight moan. My body began an uneven dance of hidden emotions and live sensations. I felt so uncontrolled, yet completely relaxed.

"Yes love?" His breath was hot on my skin.

When I didn't answer, he slowly pressed his forehead to my leg and began to run his fingers between my legs. I arched my body to his touch, feeling his finger lingering above my enterance.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice almost teasing.

"Yes, yes." I shivered under his touch and parted my lips, inhaling deep.

He pressed his lips firmer against me, giving slow and sensual kisses along the top of my heat. Enjoying the newfound sensations, I relaxed onto the mattress, caving into him. I think he realized this, because he inched lower and pressed his mouth there, on my most senstive, sweetest spot. He flicked his tongue along me, causing a growl to escape from my throat. His hands pushed on my legs, opening me up more to him, battling the tensing and relaxing motions I was battling.

I couldn't keep my breath steady, but I remained as calm as possible, lightly moaning when I couldn't hold it back. Edward slowly began to kiss my body with more passion, until his lips were right above the center. I exhaled deep and maintained my control, sighing as he pressed his lips there. I began to tremble at the feel of his tongue sliding along my folds, around in a small circle, then up the length of me. I gasped and arched my back, my fingers finding his hair.

"Oh my God," I gasped as his tongue and mouth increased pressure. He hummed against my skin as his hands gripped my hips, pulling me closer to him. I relaxed as much as possible, though my legs couldn't stop shaking, and allowed him to tug me closer. At this point, he could pretty much do whatever he wanted, as long as he didn't stop.

Edward continued to kiss and tease me with his mouth, creating different rhythms and motions. I felt my body begin to slowly unravel beneath his touch as he licked and teased and kissed and suckled. I felt him bring my legs over his shoulders, and sealed my eyes tight, overwhelmed by what he was doing to me.

His name kept escaping my lips, and I couldn't shut up. Passion began to overload as his pressure increased, and I couldn't control my moans. I covered my face and arched my back slightly, enjoying the different range of sensations from the slightest movements he made. My body began to shake uncontrollably as Edward allowed his mouth to overtake me, to drown me.

I tried to pull away from him at points, afraid it'd be too much, but he faught against me, holding me in place with his firm hands and increasing the pressure with his mouth. I wiggled around in gasps, having some sort of inner battle with myself and him. The way his mouth was working over me, the way he continued to kiss and flick, it was as if he was enjoying every single second of it as much as I was.

I became more crazy, moaning loudly, arching my back, tugging my hair, pulling his hair, pushing on his shoulders, gripping his wrists. He managed to release his right hand free but allowed me to hold onto his left. His right hand trailed from my stomach, between my legs, and stopped once his index finger touched my entrance. Keeping his tongue suckling on my most sensitive spot, he slowly pushed his finger inside me. I tightened my leg grip on his shoulders, inhaling deep.

Slowly at first, Edward began to work my body like he knew every inch of it by heart. His left hand providing soft strokes on the back of mine with his thumb to keep me as relaxed as possible, his right hand moved in unison with his kisses. I couldn't stop shaking as my body was uncontrolled, and as he went stronger with his emotions, I knew I needed to stop him, or it'd be too late.

Dammit, I didn't want to stop him.

"E-Edward," I gasped, arching my back again. His lips began to suck against me.

Maybe just a few more minutes.

His tongue widened inside my heat and he began to tease me slowly, creating long paths around my body. Slowly. Repetitivly.

"Oh my God!" I cried, gripping his hair.

Don't rip it out, Bella. Let go!

"Oh my God, Oh my God!"

You need to stop him, Bella.

"Ungh, E-Edward!"

He refused to stop, only going harder against his mouth.

My entire body shook beneath us, and I knew it was seconds away.

I covered my face, torn between two decisions.

No, you need to stop him! Stop him, stop him!

"Don't stop," I cried, as his tongue began to enter inside my body.

He increased his tempto, his thumb now working my sweet spot as he continued to lap against me. Willingly.

Stop him right now!

I moaned loudly, shaking my head. He continued his wide strokes as his lips gathered around me, teasing me more than ever.

"E-Edward," I cried, trying to maintain my focus.

He didn't stop.

"E-Edward!" I cried louder. "Edward, you have to, um, stop! Stop!"

His mouth stopped suddenly and I felt tingles wash over my entire body. He pressed his face against my leg, breathing deeply for a few seconds.

"Oh my God," I cried softly, trying to steady my breathing. I pulled on his shoulders, trying to bring him up to me. After a few more minutes, he trailed his lips up my leg, across my stomach, between my breasts, and to my neck.

"Did that feel good to you?" he asked heavily, licking on my neck now.

I nodded, swallowing hard, shaking below him.

"Do you want me to continue?"

Yes, Yes, Yes.

I nodded and then reluctantly shook my head, and closed my eyes from all the thoughts that crossed my mind, begging him to return. "I-I'm ready," I finally chocked out.

Edward slowly pulled his face from the crook in my neck and looked at me. Again, his hooded dark green eyes were filled with nothing but lust and desire for me. I pulled his face to mine, kissing him urgently. My taste was on his lips, but it was nothing to be ashamed of. It wasn't strong. He plunged his tongue into my mouth and pressed his body hard against me. I sealed my eyes shut between my gasps, gripping onto his hips and pulling him harder against me. His body was like a rock between my legs, and as our mouths grew more intense with each other's, it only seemed to get harder. If possible.

His hands cupped my breasts gently as he groaned in my mouth, then pressed his forehead to mine to catch his breath. I trailed my fingers along his spine to his boxers, and gripped the waistband tight.

"Please?" I asked, lifting them gently from his back. He nodded and raised his body to help me pull them down. When I finally saw him naked, I couldn't help but gasp and drop my mouth. I knew what it was supposed to look like, and how big is should have been, but I slightly began to feel nervous taking in the view. It was going to hurt, that was for certain. I expected him to be large, but not this big. I bit my lip and looked up at his eyes, but he smiled reassuringly.

"I won't hurt you," he said.

I couldn't help but return the smile. "I know you won't."

Our bodies intertwined as we rolled over and he kicked them off the rest of the way. Now I was on top of him, but made a point to not sit down on him, afraid of certain things. The candlelight flickered in his eyes as I trailed my fingers up his chest. I leaned forward and provided subtle kisses along his abdomen, his diaphram, his chest, and up to the left side of his neck. Keeping my lips over my teeth, I licked and began to suck lightly on him. Carefully. Restricted but not too much.

I ran my fingers through his hair and listened to him breathe heavily, pressure increasing. His warm hands began to massage my sides and the small of my back. He was sweating slightly, and I loved the taste of his sweetness as I licked along his neck to his ear. I sucked on his earlobe gently, causing him to gasp and then exhale deep. It seemed like every time I breathed in his ear a certain way or kissed below it with a certain amount of pressure, his breathing would catch. I found his soft spot.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, my fingers rubbing along his hairline. My lip quivered but I was certain. "I want you Edward."

He paused for a second, then raised our bodies up to a sitting position, his hands holding me tight. "Bella, I want you too."

He pulled my chest to his, wrapping his arms tight around his body, and began kissing below my chin, on the sensitive skin there on my neck. He began to pull the covers from underneath us, then around us. I leaned my head back, allowing him more access. Once he began to suckle there, I let out a muffled cry, winding my fingers tight around his body. I felt him tug me closer to him, all the way, then push us forward, to where I was now on my back and he was above me, facing toward his radio with our heads on the opposite side of the bed. He kissed me with a wild passion, and didn't let up until we were both gasping for air. We were both shaking at this point, and it was nice to know I wasn't the only one who was a little nervous.

I raised my head up and pressed his mouth to mine again, pulling his weight down on me. We both knew that it was time, and we both wanted it more than anything. We were both frightened for the new experience, but knew we were completely safe, wrapped up and intertwined with the other. This was how it was supposed to be.

Edward pulled his mouth from mine, but didn't remove his lips. He breathed his sweet scent into my mouth and closed his eyes as his bottom lip quivered. My hand trailed up his stomach and stopped over his heart. It was pounding against my palm, harder than ever before.

He smiled nervously to me, looking so sexy that I could almost unravel at the sight of him. I ran my fingers through his hair as I kept my other hand steady to his chest. He was amazing, my own little heaven on earth. And when he smiled that crooked smile at me, he looked absolutely perfect. I closed my eyes and inhaled his scent, allowing it the notion to overwhelm me.

"Bella, open your eyes."

I opened them and found his, causing us to both smile. I scooted my body under him slightly, gaining the closeness we needed. I found his waist and began to pull him toward me. He leaned down and kissed me sweetly, sincerely, slowly. I breathed him in, almost drinking his taste, and cried slightly in his mouth from the enjoyment. He pulled away and zoned his eyes on mine as his right hand began to spread my legs apart. His glistening lips shined in the faint light, and they were trembling still. I smiled up at him, not feeling too insecure with his hand touching me, preparing me for him. I wanted him more than ever now.

Edward brought his hands back up my trembling cold body, up to my neck, and his right hand cradled my head as he lifted it.

He pressed his forehead to mine and blinked slowly. "Stay here," he whispered softly.

I nodded, consuming his sweet breath as my hands trailed up his arms to his wrists, where I held him still.

I locked my gaze with him and trembled as our lips were so close but so far away from each others. I desired to kiss him, but didn't want to remove my eyes from his. I wanted it to be this intimate. So did he. I felt his body adjust between my legs, and closed my eyes, suddenly feeling faint.

"You're okay..." he whispered softly, causing me to open me eyes and refocus on him.

I nodded and swallowed hard. "I'm okay... S-So are you."

My entire body was suddenly a tight wire and I couldn't breathe. I felt his tip touching me slowly, trying to enter. I cried out loud and sealed my eyes shut, trying to relax my body. It felt like it was ripping almost, even though I knew the dampness he created in my body was more than there. Still, it wasn't working. I felt him pull away and then press his warm, shaking lips to my forehead. I rubbed his sweaty hands with mine, which were still cradling my head. Then he pressed his damp forehead to mine again, and tried again. The tip began to enter as the fire between us increased tenfold. My lips parted and I was slowly inhaling with small gasps, but I couldn't focus on anything but the green and gold flecks in his eyes, and his trembling lips.

My body was ever so slowly adjusting to his, burning completely, hurting a little, and I couldn't speak. I closed my eyes tight, shaking in his hands.

"Try to stay relaxed, my love," he whispered, kissing my cheeks and eyelids.

I nodded, swallowing hard and trying to listen to his direction.

He pulled the tip out slowly, then began to push back in. My body continued to tighten as his warmth began to engulf me, and I opened my eyes to find him staring directly into mine. My breathing hitched. He looked like an angel. A real one. His face was almost pale like mine in the moonlight. His eyes were wide and overtaking. His red lips were parted and his bottom lip quivered. But he looked calm. Content even.

"W-Will you stay looking at me?" I asked unsteadily, my voice so light I wasn't sure he'd be able to hear me. I felt if he continued to look at me, it'd be easier for me.

"Of course," he whispered back.

Keeping my focus on his and trying to relax, I felt more and more of him inch inside of me. Slow as ever, and steady, but overpowering. Then, the fire surrounded me. He caressed my right hip with his warm hand while his left hand continued to hold my forehead to his. I matched my breathing with his, every time he inhaled, I exhaled. Every time I inhaled, he exhaled.

Then it hurt again.

My hands found his chest and I began to push slightly against him. His lips parted and he pulled away a few inches, but not all the way out. Then he pushed back, slowly, until he was almost in. My body was quivering beneath him with each back and forth movement, and as time passed us by and I relaxed eventually, I felt more and more of him inside of me. His moans began to escape his throat and he stifled his rugged breathing to the best of his control.

At last, we were one. All the way.

I exhaled and laid my head back against the foot of the mattress, relieved that the hardest part was over. Sure, he was obviously there, all around me, and every centimeter of my body was aching around him. But it wasn't overly painful. Just new.

Edward slowly leaned in and kissed my eyelids, then my cheeks, then my bottom lip. With shaking hands, I reached around to the small of his back and pushed him on me. Our eyes widened as he entered all the way in again, and a beautiful crooked smile crossed his lips.

"Are you all right?"

"Yes," I nodded, in a daze of excitement.

"Do you know how much I love you?"

I smiled, absorbing each word from his lips slowly. "Yes."

Slow at first, he began to pick up his pace and movements. His body sunk in and out of me, pushing his fire inside my cold body. We began to kiss again as the passion overloaded and we were finally becoming relaxed. We closed our eyes and drew our tongues against each other, creating invisible sparks. It felt so incredible to have so much us connected... our fingers intertwined with each others. Our bodies. Our mouths. Our breathing. I slowly began to move my legs higher, not around him yet, but higher as the burning began to subside.

His heart was pounding like a bass drum.

He pulled his face away and gave me another smile, mesmerizing me. After asking if I was okay again, his pace began to range from slow to fast then slow again, but never too hard. He closed his eyes as I ran my fingers up his stomach, gasping for air as he steadied himself above me. I watched as his body rose and fell above mine, how his bottom lip quivered, how his dark eyelashes fluttered. He opened his eyes slowly, wanting to find only me there with him, and leaned over until his lips found mine again. His kiss was calm and genuine. The pace was deep, then shallow, then deep again. His lips were on mine as if he were savoring the sensations.

I felt so fulfilled at that moment.

Complete.

Fixed.

No, no, not just fixed...

Unbroken, as if I'd never been hurt before.

Whimpering slightly, I pushed him so we could lay on our sides and hitched my leg over his. I refused to let him exit, grinding against him and pulling my chest to his. Then he grabbed my body and pulled me with him to the edge of the bed. I rolled on him, climbing to my knees but never allowing us to part. Edward's eyes were wide and almost wild like as he took in the new vision of my body. When I finally worked up the courage to move above him, I was overwhelmed with the new craze of sensations this created. It was a bit stronger now, a bit more intense. Not too painful, but still a little ... sore. Yet not. It still felt good, somehow.

Edward's warm hands trailed along my arms as I moved above him. Carefully. Slowly. Soothing me. His breathing was as lost as mine, and that only created the strength for me to move against him with more pressure. Allowing myself more of him. I threw my head back to get the fallen hair off of my face, and he groaned at the sight of that. My body began to shake again because of the feel of him, and I began to grip him on the balls of his shoulders for balance. He blew in my face since we were both overheated, and held his hands on my hips to help guide me.

I began to moan his name loudly, on repeat. "Edward, Oh Edward... E-Edward." It felt so amazing, I didn't want to stop.

He inhaled deep and lifted his body, scooping me up in his arms again but maintaining our contact. The covers were tangled up with us now. Sitting almost inside his legs, I wrapped my shaken legs around his waist and pushed my body against him, begging for more contact.

He closed his eyes and inhaled, then sighed my name. "...Bella..."

That pretty much broke me.

My body began to shake as he moved us around again, to where I was now under him and we were back on the right side of the bed. I threw the pillows away from us and pulled him down to me, craving more of him. All of him. He lifted my legs up higher around his waist and pushed back inside me, with much easier access this time. The warmth overtook the both of us, and a sudden urgency surrounded us. I nearly clawed at him as began to pick up his pace. Slow at first, then faster and then slow again, then really fast. His moans and groans matched mine, and we both couldn't remember how to breath properly. I tightened my grip on my legs, begging him to be closer. He thrusted against me as his body began to shake above mine.

I drew his tongue into my mouth, causing him to moan loudly. He kissed me with that strong passion again, to where I began to feel dizzy and overwhelmed.

I felt his hands begin to massage and knead at my breasts, my ribs, then my hips as he slowly picked up my lower body for better access. It definetly made the slight pain I was still feeling subside a little, which made it even more enjoyable for the both of us at the new angle. I moved my body along with his, and he couldn't kiss me anymore. Instead, he just kept his lips above mine, shaking against mine, panting with me. My fingers tangled in his hair and I kept my eyes on his.

He closed his eyes tight and began to move faster, getting lost in his own sensations. I felt my entire body begin to shudder and I fought against it, trying to wait on him. He buried his heated face into my neck, breathing shallow against it as his body matched mine thrust for thrust. He was smiling against my skin between his heavy exhales, and I felt his hand slide between my legs and his body. As soon as his thumb touched my over-sensitive spot with his body still entering me, I bucked my hips toward him, and threw my arms around his shoulders. He continued thrusting inside of me, slower and deeper now, as his thumb stroked against my heat.

"Oh my God," I moaned into his left ear as I continued to grip ahold of him. I couldn't stop. "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God..."

I felt my entire cold body light on fire down there, and I quickly buried my face into his shoulder, gasping for air.

"E-Edward," I cried, overwhelmed by this foreign sensation. By the tingles. Everywhere.

"It's okay," he moaned as he slightly kissed my ear.

His breathing once was again out of control as he brought his face back around, and pressed his forehead against mine.

I was completely lost and awestruck, watching his eyes on mine, feeling his breath uncontrolled, the rhythm in his chest, noticing how swollen his bottom lip was as he bit it, feeling the fire between our bodies, the sparks against us, the movement of his hands and his body...

I lost it.

I shut my eyes as the tremor washed over me, slow at first, then completely overtaking me and knocking me down. Exploding me, engulfing me. It was everywhere now. I shook under his body, rocking and moaning his name so loud it bounced off of the walls. I felt his body explode inside me, and he pushed me down on the mattress as our waves continued to take us over. He continued to move inside me as he whispered my name on his lips. I couldn't get any more wrapped around him then at that moment. There was no way I could let him go now.

He fell against me as his arms gave out, both of us trembling around each other. He buried his face into my neck the same time I did his, and we hugged each other tight. It was the best feeling in the world, being with him like this.

And even though I thought it'd never be possible to love a human more than I all ready loved him... now, somehow, I was more in love with him.

I sighed as his heart strummed through his chest against mine and he smiled against my neck. I pressed my cheek against his soaked hair, inhaling his sweet scent. There was no where else in the entire world I'd rather be than right there with him.

After a few minutes, he slowly removed his body from mine and rolled us over, to where I could lay my head on his chest and relax. I felt happy. So new. Alive.

I heard him smile as his hand glided up and down my back in slow general sweeps. He raised my hand up and kissed my palm, then my wrist, then kissed the top of my head. I smiled to myself and looked up at him. As soon as his eyes were on mine, I knew that this was meant to be.

We stared into each other's eyes for a few moments, reliving our night.

When he spoke again, his voice was velvty smooth and more than caring. "Are you happy?" he whispered.

I couldn't wipe the stupid smile off my face, of course I was happy. I just beamed at him and nodded.

"So am I. I love you more than anything in this entire world, you know that right?"

Okay, now my dorky smile got even bigger. I nodded again, biting my lip.

"Do you love me too?"

I giggled and buried my face in his chest for a moment, then nodded one last time. I couldn't speak, I was too elated.

Edward's breathing became more shallow and deep with time, and his hand slowly stilled on my back. I closed my eyes, fantasizing about what I would be dreaming about if I could at that moment. Him, of course. And this night.

Right before I thought he was asleep, his voice became that sexy and raspy sound again. "I'm so glad I waited for you, Bella."

All I could do was smile like a goon against his chest, nod in reply, snake my arms around his body hoping to never let go, and finally, soak in his breathing as he fell asleep.

There was nothing that could compare to this night. Words couldn't describe, so I didn't try and bother with them.

It was indeed, perfect.

Phew! I originally started this as one chapter [14 and 15], but it was too long...
So there we go, Chapter 15! Keep the reviews and compliments/suggestions/positive feedback coming in! They are always welcome. Stay tuned!

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- I hope you liked the fact that the whole difference between them wasn't overbearing. I feel that when love takes cotrol, we remain safe in our minds, just like Bella did. Again, we all know by now that she'd NEVER hurt him. And no worries. It won't be like BD in the next chapters.

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