Chapter One: Blissful Reunion

A/N- This is my first attempt at fic…please be gentle, even though Edward, well, isn't.

Twilightzoner, thank you for betaing and validating.

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My mind was completely oblivious to the pain in my back as he shoved me up against the wall. All I could think in that moment was how great it felt to have his obvious erection rub against my hot and willing center as my legs were wrapped around his waist.

"Who the hell do you think you are? Get off of me, you prick!" The venom in my voice was clear, but I couldn't even get myself to want him to follow through with my order.

His tongue was battling with mine for control as he continued to push me into the wall. He held me pinned to the wall with just the weight of his body and held my hands securely above me.

"Don't pretend that you don't want my cock, baby. I can see it in your face that you're just dying to have me inside you."

The thought of having him inside me completely blew any cover I was trying to have over this situation. In an attempt to save face, I flung my wrists free and ran my fingers through his thick bronze hair and yanked it back.

"Yeah, real smooth, jack-ass. Do you really have to convince all your women to have sex with you? I thought all those girls in high school were just compliant, but maybe they were just easily persuaded. At least I was never one of your mindless skanks."

His left arm now moved beneath me to hold up my ass while his right hand now moved down my body, across my abdomen, and started rubbing right where I wanted it most. Oh magic fingers, please don't stop.

"No, you were just a stuck up bitch who couldn't open her eyes enough to see the light of day."

I lifted my head so I could meet his piercing gaze. "Oh, I opened my eyes, baby. I just didn't like what I saw."

I swear his eyes just got darker. He then dropped me to my feet. When I gave him a look of confusion, he just pushed my shoulders back to the wall and then proceeded to lift my shirt and discard it on the floor. I was never more thankful for my best friend Alice dragging me to those awful Pilates sessions than I was at that moment.

He ran his eyes across my smooth abs, and his breath caught when he saw I was wearing a see-through, blue, lace bra. He continued his eye fuck of my body until he reached my eyes. His stare was captivating. "Off, now," he commanded as he tugged at the waist of my pants.

"Go fuck yourself."

"No, Bella,I plan on fucking you, so off with the pants, now."

So, off they went. I just couldn't help it.

I watched him as he threw off his shoes and pulled his own pants off, boxers included. I felt my own breath catch as I now looked at all the glory that was this man. He did not falter with his steps as he continued to undress me and lift me up back against the wall.

At the moment, it did not matter that anyone could walk in and catch us, or that I was about to be fucked by a man that I really didn't even know. All I was thinking of is how good I felt, how much I wanted this, and as he entered me, with both of our foreheads resting against each other's when he filled me completely, was how I was finally home.

He looked me in the eyes, a gaze so strong, so full of desire, lust, and passion.

I was shocked with myself for allowing this to happen. I hated this man. I hated him for what he put me through in high school, how he has haunted my dreams with his perfect bronze hair and chiseled jaw line, and I hated him for how he has ruined sex for me with any other man because I couldn't get over my obsession with him.

As I was processing my history of him, he just stared at me with his forceful green eyes. The thought of why he stopped and was just holding me there while inside me flickered through my mind. Why was he looking at me like that, like I actually meant something to him?

"What? Can't follow through, sweetheart?" My antagonizing tone caught him off guard as the mask returned to his face. He then continued where he left off and started thrusting in and out of me.

Well damn! I get it now!My eyes clearly rolled to the back of my head, and my breathing sped up.

Sex with this man was intoxicating. The way his hands felt around my legs as he held me in place, his hot breath on my face as he was kissing me, it all put my dreams to shame. I was sure that this man was created to be a god in bed, or while screwing me up against the wall in our case.

I became completely lost in him. I could feel my body attune with his as I met his every thrust. It didn't take me long before I felt my impending release.

"Cum for me, baby. I want to feel you around me."

And that's all that took to send me over the edge. My back arched and my toes curled under as I allowed myself to be completely consumed by my orgasm. Mine had set his off as well as he now pulsed inside of me. When he was done he set me to my feet but did not allow me to move around him. He just put his hands against the wall on either side of me and rested his head on my shoulder.

"Bloody hell, Bella"

His heavy breathing was now being tuned out by the man speaking over the loud sound system coming from the other room.

"It is my great pleasure to welcome back Forks High School graduating class of 1999!"

Well, shit. Realization came pounding down on me. I just fucked Edward Cullen at our ten year reunion.

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