I sadly do not own Twilight or any of its characters. But I can make them do silly things such as sex. :)

It wasn't true. It just couldn't be.

Edward was coming on to me! He stared at me with lust in his eyes and slowly licked his lips.

"Bella," he called. "I want you."

And that's when I popped back into consciousness.

It was so real, everything I wanted was right there…

Stupid human sleep habits.

I was so upset; I started crying like a lunatic in Edward's arms.

I could only mumble one word as I sobbed into his chest, "Please?"

I was all too happy when he sighed, pulled us back under the covers, and began our adventure.

His hands roamed up and down my body as we continued our kiss. I never wanted this moment to end. I felt like a huge weight had been lifted off of me whenever Edward touched me in this way. It sent sparks flying through me, and gave me a warm twinge in my stomach and, uh, other areas.

"Bella, you're so soft." he whispered. The feeling of his breath near my ear sent shivers down my spine. Whoa, get a hold of yourself Bella. Don't want to overreact and have Edward stop this, do we? I love Edward, but sometimes his over protectiveness pissed me off. He seriously needed to understand that I just want to be satisfied, not babied.

"Edward, please. Just do it now!" I wasn't quite sure if I was talking about making love or making me a vampire. Well, I wanted them both, so who cares?

He made sense of my words and tore my outfit in two. I watched the pieces float to the floor as Edward's hands floated to my hips. His fingers were like feathers upon my skin, and I bucked my whole body, desperate for more contact. When Edward pulled away, I whimpered loudly. When I saw Edward moving downwards on the bed, my heart started beating so fast I was positive Edward could hear it. He laughed quietly and my fears were confirmed.

Stupid super vampire hearing.

When his hands touched the inside of my thighs, I almost moaned aloud. He spread my legs apart with his hands and began to suckle the side of my knee.

"Oh my gosh, EDWARD!" I shouted. My next action was to run my fingers through his bronze locks and pull.

Edward's response was the opposite of what I was expecting. His mouth moved upwards a couple inches, directly halfway up my thigh. His tongue flickered expertly back and forth, up and down. I was writhing with pleasure and moaning his name. When he spoke, his voice was no longer like velvet, but gravel.

"Bella, I want to taste you so badly."

My body reacted by bucking my hips toward his face instinctively, and hot and cold collided. His tongue swept across my slit, and I moaned loudly. I threw my head back and shook.

"Ungh, Bella, you taste so good!"

There was no way what I was hearig and seeing was real, because Edward was taking his fingers and moistening them.... on me.