Steamy Movie Crossover Contest

Name of story: Not Alone

Penname: Lamb on Heroin

Movie or TV Show: One Tree Hill

Main Character Pairing: Bella & Edward

POV: Bella

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Contest ends February 5, 2009

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Not Alone

The tutoring center was my heaven, silent and quiet, a lone picture of a chubby kid adorning one of the walls. It was a picture of Jimmy Edwards. I remember some of it, I was just ten when the school shooting sent the whole town into a dark place, my father had been in charge of the police department for the last twelve years. I still could see his distraught face as he passed through the door that day when he came home. I kept looking at the picture and closing my eyes. I could feel the pain, his pain. I knew what he was feeling when he brought that gun to school… alone, rejected, an outcast. I'm Bella Swan and I'm nothing in Tree Hill high

school. I'm just a tutor and the Chief of Police's daughter, a title that makes me anything but popular. Nobody wants me to rat out their underage drinking parties to my father. Anyway, I try not to really care… even though it hurts, not having any real friends, I've never felt comfortable around people, I'm shy and self-conscious, I'm anything but pretty, and never wanted to be. Worst of all… I'm a total klutz. I just want to finish this hell, go to college far away and find people who want me just like I am. The closest person to a real friend I had was Angela Webber, but she kind of cut our friendship to the minimum after she started dating Ben.

A thud on the table made me jump a little bit and refocus to the present where i could see that Emmett Cullen was sitting across from me. I gave him a small smile.

"Hi Emmett… are you leaving early again for practice?"

"I have one hour to embarrass you while you teach me so let's go"

I laughed as I opened my books and handed him a practice test on calculus.

Emmett Cullen was a big teddy bear, huge and always smiling. He was one of the most popular guys in school, and power forward of the Ravens basketball team. That doesn't mean he isn't still very nice to me. I've been tutoring him since last year when he and his family transferred from Washington. My advanced classes allowed me to tutor him, especially in math, where he had more trouble, even though he's a senior and I'm a junior. He enjoys making jokes during most of our sessions, and it seems that his sole purpose in life was to make my blush permanent, especially when he brought up his brother.

Edward Cullen.

My only weakness.

I've been crushing on him since he set foot in this town. The Cullens arrived last year-- Dr. Carlisle Cullen, his wife Esme, and their three kids, Emmett and the twins, Edward and Alice. They were perfect, the three of them, and fit perfectly in the popular clique here in Tree Hill High. Emmett hooked up with Rosalie Hale almost immediately. She was Captain of the cheerleading squad, and when Alice joined them she met Rosalie's younger brother, Jasper. Edward was left as the fifth wheel in the family, but not for lack of opportunities. Every girl in the school was smitten with Edward Cullen, new star of the Tree Hill Ravens. He replaced the former shooting guard in less than a month, and of course became Mr. Popularity. Every cheerleader –aside from Rosalie and Alice- had tried one way or another to get in his bed, and while some of them swore they had done it, like Lauren and Jessica, Edward shot down those speculations very publicly. Needless to say they were both humiliated.

To be honest he didn't fit in the jock/popular profile. He was very serious, smart and antisocial, but totally gorgeous. He's my lab partner, but we don't talk that much, I spend most of the time blushing for one thing or another, while he just looks frustrated. I always get the hell away from there as soon as the bell rings.

"Hey, honey… are you done?" the perfect Rosalie Hale came through the door in her workout outfit, a bag over her shoulder.

"Yeah, babe… Bells just has to grade my post-test and we're done" he puckered his lips up and she kissed him softly, I looked down to his test.

The hour had gone smoothly, he cracked some jokes about my last fall in one of the halls, but other than that he stuck to his work. And he hadn't done that bad, he got a 74… compared to his previous 58, he did awesome.

"Here, good job, you still have to work on you concentration, that's killing you, man…"

"No problem, Miss Swan… let's go?" he asked his girlfriend.

"Yeah… I want to finish practice as early as possible today. I saw some cute new outfits on Clothes Over Bros' this morning, Alice is coming too… but I need a guy's opinion"

"'Course, baby" he stood up and took her bag from her, sliding it on his shoulder "Bye, Bells"

"Bye, Bella" Rosalie said, taking his hand.

"Bye" I responded, watching them leave.

See? They're not horrible to me, the popular crowd. Well, some of them are, but not most of them. The problem was that I didn't fit into anyone's world. It was just me.

I started gathering my things when someone knocked on the door. I look up and dropped everything on the table. It was him. Edward Cullen.

"Hi, is Emmett around here?"

"Hi…" I whispered.

He stood there looking at me, his beautiful green eyes boring into me, his perfect untidy hair with that rare bronze color, that strong jaw... I was practically salivating. And then he arched one perfect eyebrow.

"Emmett?" he asked again.

"Sorry! Yeah… um… he left… with Rosalie, for practice?"

"Right… ok… thanks"

And that was it, he left. I sat again and buried my face in my hands over the table. That's the most I've ever talked to him, and I stood there like and idiot, gaping mouth and stuttering. I could feel my face flushing in embarrassment. What was I thinking? He would never notice me.

"Are you okay, Bella?"

I looked up, it was Mrs. Scott, my English teacher, and my favorite one. That's my favorite subject too. I've always been a sucker for classics, and it's my top choice at the moment for college… I could totally see myself teaching it.

"Hi, Mrs. Scott… yeah, I'm just fine"

She looked at me for a moment, then came in the room and closed the door, sitting beside me.

"I may have accidentally overheard…"

"What?" I blushed further.

"How long have you liked Edward Cullen?"

"Mrs. Scott—"

"Come on, Bella… I know it's awkward to talk about this with a teacher, but… I know that you don't live with your mom, and I know how alone you are. We've spent a lot of time working on extra credit for you, and I could be your friend. I think you could use one."

She was right, I had helped her a lot this year, and I didn't have any friends, or my mother… she left when I was three. Didn't want to be stuck in a small town in North Carolina.

"Since he got here…" I whispered looking down.

"Don't be embarrassed, Bella… it's normal, and he's quite the catch. He has every girl head over heels for him."

"I know, but that doesn't make it any easier…"

"Have you even tried to talk to him?"

"What for? I'm just plain and klutzy Bella, I'm not popular or beautiful… if girls like Lauren Mallory and Jessica Stanley couldn't get him, what makes me even think to have a shot at him?"

"The exact same thing… maybe they are not his type… maybe he likes the klutzy and gorgeous kind."

"I'm not gor—"

"You are honey… stop putting yourself down."

"I just— he would never see me, we don't belong to the same world."

She looked at me and smiled warmly.

"You know who my husband is, right?"

"Who doesn't?" I told her with a smile. Nathan Scott was the number one celebrity in Tree Hill. He had gotten drafted to the NBA a little while ago after putting in some time in the B leagues due to an accident. He had been one of the most popular guys in Tree Hill history, his jersey –number 23- was still hanging on the gym's walls.

"I was in the exact same position as you are right now…"

"What are you talking about… you were a cheerleader, your boyfriend was Nathan Scott, your best friends are famous! Lucas Scott, a publishing author and screenwriter. Brooke Davis, owner and designer of a famous clothing line and magazine. Peyton Sawyer, owner of a music label. Lee Norris, host on ESPN… and… you were a recording artist! You went on tour! You still sing! Don't tell me you were in the same place I am."

She blushed a little but straightened in her seat.

"Bella, before all of that, Lucas and I were outcast, I was a straight A student and a dorky tutor, and that's why I'm telling you this… I fell in love with the most popular guy in high school, the strained half-brother to my best friend. And he fell in love with me."

After a while I closed my open mouth.

"Are you serious? The book and the movie are 100 percent true?"

"Absolutely…" she nodded.

"But it's not the same… between you and I, he liked you, you two talked…"

"The only difference is that Nathan was the biggest jerk in school and failed in almost every class until I came along. Edward is neither of those."

"I wasn't the biggest jerk." a voice said from the door.

"Nathan!" Mrs. Scott jumped from her seat and all but ran to her husband, kissing him soundly.

"Hey, Hales… we've got an audience."

"Sorry, Bella! It's just that—"

"I know… you haven't see him in a while."

I looked at them and couldn't believe it, everybody knows about their marriage and their story thanks to Lucas Scott's book and movie, but I didn't really believe it until now. He was Mr. Popular, she was Ms. Dork, and even then they fell in love and had their happily ever after. Why couldn't I?

"I was just helping Bella with some boy troubles."

I blushed, especially in front of that gorgeous man.

"How can such a beautiful girl have boys' troubles?" he asked with a smile on his face.

"I'm not—"

"What did I tell you? Stop putting yourself down, girl! Now, I want you to think about what I said, and maybe realize those signs that you've been missing."


"Can I tell you a secret, Bella?" she asked me. When I nodded continued. "He likes you too."


"I started suspecting it after an assignment he turned in for my class: his most unreachable desire… a very shy girl, with brown hair and eyes, very klutzy and who blushed a lot, the only girl in the whole school that didn't even notice him… he wrote about his feelings and you in 5000 words."

"Wow… that kid makes me look bad, I wouldn't have been able to write 1000 words about you." said Nathan.

"You proposed to me in high school, that's romantic enough for me." she pecked him in his lips before smiling at me.

"But… it could have been any girl in this school, I'm not the only brown-haired girl"

"He named the paper Bella, honey… I'm pretty sure it's about you… besides before I came in he looked really frustrated with himself while he went to the gym… I think you should give it a try. Obviously he's even shyer than you"

I was speechless…. Edward Cullen liked me?

"I… I have to go…. And think" I said gathering all of my stuff quickly "Yeah… um… thanks Mrs. Scott , bye Mr. Scott, say hi to Jamie for me." I didn't even looked at them.

I walked and walked without any thought to where i might be going. I was really confused about everything. Edward Cullen, Mr. Popular, the most perfect guy in school, the star of the basketball team, the most gorgeous creature on earth, my crush since sophomore year, liked… me?

Was it even possible?


The crowd was going insane. It was only the second game I had ever come to, but I was pretty sure it was special. From what I had heard, if they won this one, they could make it to the State Championship, a feat only accomplished twice in the history of Tree Hill High. Everyone said that they hadn't seen anything greater than the Cullen brothers since the Scotts. Bear Lake was up by one with 15 seconds left on the clock. Jasper passed the ball to Emmett, who sent it to Mike, then back to Jasper, who dribbled around his defender and down the court. He drove under the basket, then passed it out to Edward, whose defender tried to foul him. But Edward was too fast, sinking a three pointer from the side. The buzz signaling the end of the game sounded, and next thing I knew every single person in the stands was flooding onto the court.

I stayed back watching Edward… he was being hauled up by his team mates, the entire crowd jumping around them, and I smiled. He looked so happy. Was it really possible that he liked me? Little old me? Plain and klutzy?

"Have you thought about what we talked about yesterday?"

I looked to my right and Mrs. Scott was smiling, little Jamie on her lap.

"Yeah… a lot."


"I'm scared."

"And you should be… love isn't worth it if you've got nothing to lose. It has to be a little bit hard… I heard that the Cullens were throwing a party… you should go."

"Momma… can I go with Uncle Skills to the dressing room?" Jamie asked pouting a little bit.

"I suppose you need a little bit of testosterone, huh? Too much time with your old momma?"

"You're not old… and I don't know what testosterone is… but I'm going" he jumped from her lap and ran to his dad's side, we both laughed.

"He's adorable."

"I know… and I have a feeling about this, Bella… go to that party, have fun and for the first time in your life behave like a teenager. Take my advice… I was an old girl at your age too, and even if I'm glad I met Nathan when I did, you have enough time to act like a grown up when you become one. Enjoy high school."


So there I was, in front of the Cullens' house. White, big, and beautiful, the music was pumping out of it, lights adorning the whole front yard. I had heard about Alice Cullen's extravagant parties, but all of the talk didn't prepare me at all to see the ornaments and lights and obvious effort put into the decorations. People were drinking and mingling in the front, and I was sure neither Dr. nor Mrs. Cullen were in the house…. Thankfully the house didn't have neighbors near or my dad would be here in the blink of an eye.

I walked to the front door, some people threw me dirty looks, but mostly they just ignored me. I went in anyway. The music was even louder and all I could hear was yelling and laughs. I saw people dancing in the living room and went to the kitchen to look for something to drink.


I turned around and I was met by a bone-crunching hug from Emmett. He was very clearly drunk.

"Can't… breathe" I gasped and he let go.

"What are you doing here, girl?! Finally letting go of your wild side?!"

"Yeah…" I whispered.


He threw an arm around my neck and took me out of the kitchen.


"What?! Let's dance!"

I looked at him horrified, and let myself go.

"Where's the bathroom?!"

"Oh…" he looked around confused and pointed to a huge line at his left. "Mmm… you can go upstairs, we have two bathrooms there."

He took a key out of his pocket and gave it to me.


I ran to the stairs. There was a some type of fence in there; Alice did go all the way in these parties. I opened the lock and closed the little door behind me. Some people in the line to the bathroom glared at me but I just ignored them and went to the second floor.

The walls were a beige color and big cross greeted me. I was taken aback for a few seconds, but it was really beautiful. I looked to my left and right, both sides had corridors and doors. I tried on the right first and both doors were locked, I supposed those were bedrooms. When I tried the other side, the only door that opened was a bathroom, but the light wouldn't turn on, so I tried my last shot… another stair.

This one was smaller, and went up in circles, I could hear some music but didn't think much of it while I was climbing, but when I got to the top I froze right on my spot. Edward Cullen was there, on what I suppose was his bed reading… Pride and Prejudice.

Oh my God.

"I'm so sorry!" I practically screamed when he sat up and looked at me. "Emmett gave me a key to go to the bathroom because the line was huge downstairs, and he said there were two bathrooms here, and all the doors were locked, and the only one open was a bathroom but I think the lighting bulb died or something because they wouldn't light up, and this stair was the only thing open and—"

"Calm down, Bella…" he told me with a smile, a beautiful and crooked smile. I almost melted.

He would sometimes give them to me during biology class, but I never thought much of them 'till yesterday when Mrs. Scott told me about his feelings. To be honest I couldn't think of anything but him. I looked for signs, and they were everywhere. Little smiles and looks, I now understood why he looked so frustrated all the time around me, he thought I was the only one who didn't like him.

He couldn't be more wrong.

"The bathroom?" I nearly squealed.

He pointed to a door on my left and I walked right into it.

"Ouch!" I said rubbing my forehead. Stupid bad coordination.

"Are you alright?" he asked, worried, from the bed. I didn't have the courage to look up.

"Yeah, yeah…"I said while entering and closing the door behind me.

I breathed in and out, a huge mirror stared back at me from across the bathroom. The shower was to my right, and I walked to the sink. I splashed my face with some water and dried it while looking at my reflection. I had put a little bit of work before coming to the party, my hair was curled, or at least they were more defined curls, and I even put some eye-shadow and mascara. I grabbed my lip-gloss from one of my pockets and reapplied it before putting it away. I loved these pants, they were like cargo pants, but black and hugged my ass and legs perfectly, some ballet flats and a really beautiful blue halter top, you could see I had a cleavage thanks to it. The top was tight under my breasts but flared out after it. It was one of the most girly things I had put on in my life.

But I needed to look perfect if I was going to do this. I took a deep breath and smiling nervously one last time I got out bumping immediately on something warm and hard, Edward's chest. He caught me by the waist before I could fall, I grabbed his arms.

"Sorry I didn't see you…" I mumbled.

Perfect, I couldn't even speak. How was I going to be able to seduce him? Seduce him? I would be lucky if I had the courage to stutter my feelings for the guy!

"My fault, I shouldn't have stood so close to the door."

"No problem." I said letting go of his hard and soft biceps, I didn't know if they were soft due to his long sleeved black t-shirt, but my mind sure as hell imagined them like that.

He let go of me too and went back to his bed and sitting, but not before grabbing my hand and leading me to it. This was the first time I was able to look at my surroundings. The bedroom was in fact the attic, it was huge, the walls were a dark blue with some black designs on them, the floor was black. His bed was next to large window, the frame was also black and his bedspread was white with blue pillows. I could see his desk with a laptop on top and to my left a white sofa facing the huge flat screen to my right, I could see shelves in every wall available all of them full of CD's, books and DVD's. I sat beside him on the bed, the book between us Instantly I grabbed it and opened it looking for my favorite part, the big declaration from Mr. Darcy.

"You like Jane Austen?" he asked.

"I should be the one asking you… I'm a girl, of course I like her."

He laughed. A musical laugh, so pretty that I lost myself in the sound and the words I was reading.

"You're totally smitten by Darcy, huh?"

"Absolutely" I blushed. "I love his personality, he's so serious and closed off from everyone, even her, but you can tell he has real feelings… he reminds me of someone" I finished finally looking up into his eyes.

He stared right back at me and blush looking down and clearing his throat.

"Yeah…" he said.


"Yes?" he asked looking up.

I bit my lip nervously.

"Is there something you want tell me?"

"What do you mean?" he croaked.

I breathed deeply and decided that I would just tell him.

"I know about the paper."


"Mrs. Scott's assignment? About the thing you desire most?"

"Oh God…" he mumbled while hiding his face in his hands.

Wow… this surprised me. He was even more embarrassed than me, and I always thought of him as confident. Maybe I was not wrong, but now he felt vulnerable, I can imagine how I would feel if I were in his position. So I did the only thing that would save me from embarrassment if I were him. I scooted over and raising his chin, I kissed him.

It was shocking, for one I never thought I would have to courage to do something like this, and for other… he was an amazing kisser. After the initial shock wore off he responded with as much enthusiasm as I did, and it felt amazing. His lips so soft and warm glided over mine over and over again, to later go and suck my lower lip making me tremble. I felt his tongue pass by and opened my mouth without second thought. That became heaven.

It was such a surreal experience. Here I was kissing the Adonis who plagued my every dream, passionately I might add… I would wake up constantly from very vivid and enjoyable dreams, whispering his name in the middle of the night, and now I had him in my arms, gripping his hair with my fingers, touching his tongue with mine. I needed more contact, I needed more Edward. Without hesitation I stood up and straddled him never breaking our lips contact, I was losing my breath and this new position only made it more possible for him to kiss my jaw and then my neck… oh God.

With the things he did in there, I lost all coherent thought. This was the best kissing spot ever. Something hard between my legs made me aware again, and for the first time I notice my response down there. I was wet. I ground into him instinctively and he groaned against my throat. I didn't really now what I was doing. This was my first time fooling around, I mean… I had, like, a tiny little fling a couple of summers ago in Charlotte with Jacob Black, but that was it, we never got past French kissing, but here I was on Edward Cullen's lap grinding against him looking for something that I didn't even know what it was… it felt like release though.

I ground harder and more rhythmically while he sucked my neck with passion, his hands pressing me against his chest, and then his tongue lapped against it a few times. In confusion I gripped his head harder, and that's when I felt it, teeth. He bit me. I let out a moan that reverberated in the room along with his name.

We both stopped catching our breaths, for a minute I couldn't hear anything more than our erratic breathing and the pounding of my heart, but then the music started drifting up. The laughs from outside could be heard through the window, reality sunk in and I flushed in embarrassment, what would he think of me now? I buried my face in his neck not wanting to let go, fearing that this was going to be my last chance with him. But then I felt him push me gently. I still couldn't look at his eyes.

"Hey…" I refused "Hey…" he lifted my chin. "Are you ok? Did I scare you?"

"Scare me? I was the one that was throwing myself at you!" I looked down again.

"Bella… look at me" I complied "I wanted you… you don't have to worry about me, I'm thrilled!"

The crooked smile he gave me made me smile. His hands cupped my face gently, and his thumbs caressed my lips before kissing me again, this time very softly and gently. He was showing me what he felt for me through that kiss, making me relax. My hands went to his chest, which came in handy when he let himself fall down on the bed with me still on top. His hands went to my hair and neck stroking it with utmost tenderness, the loud noise around us wasn't letting us concentrate so with one hand he closed the window and grab a remote control by our side… that's when I heard it.

Wicked Game.

I put my hands on the bed, each on either side of his head and looked at him disbelievingly.

"What?" he asked anxiously.

"Wicked Game?!"

"Yeah…" he answered slowly, obviously confused.

I was in shock, this song…. this… this was my fantasy song! I could listen to this for hours, thinking about him, thinking about his lips and hands on me, and he had it in his stereo? Wicked Game?!

"God, I love you!"

We both opened our eyes in fear. I was mortified, I couldn't believe what had left my mouth seconds ago. "I love you"? Seriously!

I scrambled to get out of there, in my make-out session with Edward Cullen I had lost my ballet flats and I started looking for them frantically. Why had I said that! Why! Why! If I had kept my mouth shut, or busy! I always knew my feelings ran deeper than a high school crush, but I couldn't say that to the guy! Not during the first night we hooked up, and most likely our last. My face was red, I could feel it. It was burning and I could feel tears gathering in my eyes. I finally found my left shoe and put it on. I was just getting to the stairs when a hand grab my wrist. I tried to get away, but he wouldn't let me, and with little force he had me facing him.


"No… I can't look at you right now…" I mumbled reddening even more.


"I... I don't know why I said it, I just—" he kissed me shutting me up immediately.

I pushed him away and look at him confused, he just caressed my face while looking into my eyes.

"I love you too"

And in that moment I knew it, I was ready. Wicked Game was on, I was 17 years old, and I'd been thinking about this from the first moment I saw him. I loved him, and he loved me. I really didn't care anymore, this was it. I would no longer be a virgin.

I jumped into his arms, taking him by surprise, but I didn't care. I wrapped my legs around him, and his hands went immediately to my backside to hold me as he started walking backwards towards his bed. Next thing I knew I was on the bed, with him on top.

I had to make it clear, he needed to know where I was heading. I took his hand and put it on my right breast, Edward let go of my mouth in that instant, raising and eyebrow. I just nodded and while he caressed it and looked at it with eagerness I started lifting his t-shirt. He stopped again.

"Wait, Bella…"


"What are we doing here?" he sat up, and I put my weight on my elbows.

"Do you have condoms?"

He didn't expect that one. The look on his face was priceless.

"Bella, I—"

"I know… this can come as a shock, and I sure as hell don't know where all this confidence is coming from, but… I've been waiting for you for a long time, and it feels right, and I know are feelings are real, why wait?"

"It's just that—" he looked frustrated. With himself or me I wasn't sure, as he sighed and messed with his hair for a while looking at me. "I'm a virgin, Bella."

"I am too"

He gave me a little smile and then determination took place on his face.

"Are you sure?"

"Never been more sure of anything in my life."

He nodded and stretched to his nightstand taking a box out of there, he checked something on the back and I think he mumbled something along the lines of "thanks, Emmett", but I'm not sure, and then he went back to kissing me.

The next minutes were a whirlwind of clothes being thrown over our hands, kisses and teeth nipping everywhere, those were my favorite. I raked my nails on his back while he played with my hot and wet center through my dark blue panties, I couldn't hold the moans coming out of my mouth. Feeling bold I reached the waistband of his boxers and slipped my hand inside. It wasn't like anything I'd ever felt, so soft and hard at the same time. it sure as hell didn't fit in one hand, but it didn't bother Edward when I started pumping him, because the sounds he was making were even louder than mines.

I felt his mouth over my bra. He was sucking at my nipples, which were already rock hard against the fabric. I couldn't take it anymore and with my free hand I moved my bra aside, feeling his tongue against it for the first time. Mixing those sensations with his marvelous fingers, I came for the first time. His mouth muffled my first scream.

I gasped for air when he let go of me. I could still feel the tremors going through my body, my center pulsing still, and my heart pounding in my ears. I was disoriented for a while. The next thing I knew, my panties and bra had disappeared, and Edward's boxers were gone too. I just stared. Astonished was the best adjective to describe my reaction. It looked beautiful in a weird kind of way, and after a while I started to freak out… that was going inside of me? Would it fit? It looked huge!

"Oh God…" I mumbled.

"What?" he asked scared, maybe thinking I was backtracking or that I wasn't impressed.

"Are you sure… it's going to… fit?" I asked in a little voice without taking my gaze off of it.

He let out a laugh, I looked sharply at him and he smiled.

"Yeah… I'm sure… it's not that big."

"It's huge!" I said without even thinking.

"I'm glad you think that way, it helps my ego" he responded with a playful smile.

The moment helped me ease up and I was relaxed again. We looked at each others eyes for what felt hours, his green eyes sparkled with the little light his lamp gave to the bedroom. His skin seemed to glow, and his lips looked almost red from all the kissing.

"I love you, Bella Swan" he whispered.

"I love you too, Edward Cullen."

His fingers found my center again, this time without the barrier of clothes. I threw my head back against the pillows. He teased my clit for a while before pumping his fingers inside me with care. I hissed and moaned at the same time, and I'm not even sure that's possible. I grabbed the box from my side and took out one little package, opening it as fast as possible. Thank God I remembered my health class instructions clearly, even though this was no banana. I sheathed his shaft very slowly, making sure it was on right. And then he kissed me again.

I Could never get tired of those lips or that tongue. He grabbed both my hands in his and entwined our fingers, putting them on each side of my head, he kissed me even gentler this time and started going down, to my jaw, and then my ear. He bit the earlobe softly, and then started sucking on my neck. I felt him positioning himself between my legs and I put my knees up. His tongue lapping at my neck was the only warning at what he was going to do. I felt myself get even more aroused because of it… his teeth bit my neck at the same time he got inside my breaking my barrier in one swift thrust.

I let out a cry from the pain, but the neck thing was a great distraction. He mumbled how sorry he was against my skin and kissed me so gently on the lips that I thought I would cry because of it. The only sign that this was very difficult for him was the way his hands were gripping mine. Feeling more comfortable around the situation I ground against him softly, he got my drift and started doing the same.

It didn't take long for both of us to get the rhythm of the thing, it was instinct. I always though that if I didn't have someone with experience on the other side I would surely stay there as a flat board, but I was wrong. Something deep inside me was coaching my movements, making me lose all inhibitions and letting me be myself for the first time in my life. His thrusts pick up speed and force, as my grinding followed it. I was out of breath and so was he, breathing right outside my ear, I could feel his hot breath on my neck each time he went even deeper.

"Bella, look at me" he manage to say.

I opened my eyes, and I could see his love for me, all those looks he gave since we met, those little touches he would do when he thought I didn't notice, but I had shut them up, I didn't want to believe he wanted me the same way I did… I was scared, I was scared of not being alone anymore, because that would change the life I had carried forever. But in that single moment, with him looking into my eyes I felt like I belong. I was finally home. And I came.

My orgasm ripped through my like nothing had ever felt before, I felt it even in my toes, my walls were pulsing and I scream my release mixing Edward's name between my cries. I felt him tighten the hand that he had put on my hip and his face, his beautiful face contorted and after a few thrusts he fall down on me… exhausted.

I gripped his back and hair, not being able to stop touching him, I felt his lips on my neck and on the top of my breasts, he made a move to get off me, but I just hold him against me.

"Not yet… stay like that for a little while."

"I'm crushing you, love…"

"I don't care, I like it." I said smiling, he had called me love.

After a while our sweat had gone cold and he had to get up to throw the condom in the bathroom, I was putting my underwear when he came back.

"What are you doing?"

"Putting my clothes back on…"

"Are you leaving?"

"You want me to stay?"

"After that I want you to stay every night."

I smiled at him and got under the covers after putting his shirt on. He put his boxers on and snuggled against me.

"I don't think the Chief of Police would appreciate his only daughter spending every night with her boyfriend having hot wild sex."

"Is that what I am? Your boyfriend?" he asked with a teasing smile, I blushed "I love that blush" he added absently caressing my cheek.

"If you want to be" I responded to his question.

"Absolutely…" and grabbed my neck to kiss me again, I hissed in pain, he let go of me and his face contorted in guilt.

"What?" I asked confused.

"The biting… I'm so sorry, Bella, I wasn't thinking" he grabbed a mirror and showed me.

There they were, biting marks, I could see his front teeth on a little straight line, you could see blood, but they were on of those superficial wounds where the blood didn't run. I was an expert on wound after my falling record, I was friends with every person on the ER.

"Oh… don't worry…" I put the mirror on the nightstand reaching over him "I liked it… a lot."

He looked at me with doubt, but I just smiled, I did like it, a whole lot, it was the sexiest thing ever, I knew I liked vampires books and movies, but this… this was really good. I laid down on his side, one of my legs over one of his, my hand caressing his bare chest.

"What?" he asked with a smile.

"Nothing… I was just thinking…"

"Yeah? About what?!

"Oh… just the hot wild sex I was telling you about…" I answered coyly, not looking to his eyes, I could feel his crooked grin on place.

"Any chance on practicing that one, right now?" he whispered.

"What are you waiting for, hot stuff?" I teased and laughed when he lunged over me pinning me down on the bed.

I really couldn't believe it… finally… I wasn't alone anymore.

N/A: Hi! This will be my only entry for this contest, I'm sorry for any mistakes or confusions, spanish is my language and even though I beta-ed this (thanks fuegodealmas!) you never know... anyway... this is only my third work in english, my first work on Twilight (even though I've been reading for 2 years already) and my first try at smut, if is not dirty enough for the contest just tell me, I would love some constructive comments, feedback is always welcomed.... I just hope to find the inspiration to write more... One Tree Hill is my favorite tv-show, but the reason I chose it was that I could totally see it happen, Bella as the tutor, Edward as the player, it's a lot like Naley and couldn't leave behind the biting... that's the sexiest thing about vampires and I hate that Edward in Twilight can't do it without hurting her...

Francisca a.k.a Lamb on Heroin