a/n: (: im bored at the moment. reviewwww and tell me if you want this to be continued either to an M rated or i should keep it T rated? btw this is set in the first book. i like how edward cannot control his feelings around bella, tis most romantic.

Take control of the atmosphere
There is no reason I should breathe unless you're in the air

His hands, icy cold, slipped up my back, causing a shiver to wrack through my body. It was cold enough in my bedroom. His breath was fanning against my lips, cool and soft, that's how close we were. I stared at his parted lips, staring at his slightly pointed canine teeth, knowing what it was like to run my tongue over them. Absentmindedly, I licked my bottom lip. My arms were useless limbs at my sides, so I brought them up to his forearms, gripping his elbows. I brought my eyes up to his, and noticed they had darkened deliciously.

Charlie was still at work, and it was raining outside. The rain fell heavy against surfaces, like hail falling against the roof and my window. My breathing was the only sound to be heard above the racket outside. Noticing this, my cheeks flushed and I felt my neck heat up and saw a dazzling smile rise on Edward's face as he brought one hand to my cheek. I could breathe normally again when he left me to cross the room and look outside the window. It wasn't that late, so I didn't know if he was checking to see if it was dark or not. And Charlie wouldn't be home till at least nine that night, so I couldn't guess what he was looking out for.

When he came back to me, I smiled and raised my eyebrows. "Everything okay?" I asked. Edward smiled back at me.

"Yes, everything's fine." He nodded in confirmation and then tucked his hands into his pockets. I pressed my lips together, and waited for his arms to wrap around me once more. When he didn't, I reached forward hesitantly and wrapped my own hands around his cold ones. Edward looked at me solemnly and leaned forward to press his lips to my forehead softly. I shivered and ran my hands down his chest now. Edward kissed my cheek, moving down to the corner of my lips, his breathing growing heavier and heavier.

A strained groan escaped his throat and he leaned backwards, distancing himself from me. But I didn't want him to do that. I wanted him to kiss me, urgently, like I was water for a thirsty man.

"Edward," I murmured. "Kiss me, please." I begged.

"Bella no, it's much too dangerous - I -," But Edward didn't finish his sentence, because I practically, with all my strength, flattened myself to his body and pressed my lips to his, making sure my arms were firmly wrapped around his neck. A surprised noise escaped his throat, but then he suddenly lifted me up and threw me onto the bed. I hit it with such force that it rattled and I swear if he had done it any harder, the wall would have gone down.

I chewed my lip as I watched Edward stare at me. His eyes were dark, his teeth bared and his fists clenched at his sides. I breathed heavily, small white puffs appeared infront of me.

"Bella," Edward said, pained. "I'm so sorry."

"I'm okay." I interrupted him once more, getting to my knees. "Look, I'm fine." Edward kneeled on the bed too, I moved back to make room for him and he moved forward to lay down with me. I smiled weakly.

"I'm the one who should be sorry." I admitted. "How painful this could be for you...I just don't realise it."

"I should be more smart." Edward whispered. "You don't deserve this."

I smiled more broader now. "Edward, how can I not deserve you? You're perfect. Look at me." And now a blush had risen on my cheeks and I felt humiliated.

Edward pressed a cool hand to my cheek. "I look at you, everyday, and everynight. Every minute of every hour, of every day, I'm seeing you, if not in my head, then in person. You're so beautiful that I cannot stop thinking about you." He ran a hand through my hair. "I can't keep away."

I realised I was moving forward with each sentence he said, until our lips were brushing against each other and he was holding his breath. I captured his lower lip between my lips and I kissed him softly. It was only a matter of seconds before he was kissing me back, a small groan came from the back of his throat and he put his hand on my hip, fisting the cotton of my shirt up and putting more aggression into this little kiss. I pulled back before he became uncontrollable. I could see his teeth bared and I swallowed. Edward pushed my hair back off my neck and put his hand there, then he kissed my collarbone and worked his way up to my jawline, where he kissed it softly.

This was pure ecstasy. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't contain the soft whimper I made. Edward's hands on my body. I thought for a split second I was dreaming, but then his icy cool hands were on my thighs, holding them up to go around his hips as he hovered over me.

"Stop it." He whispered against my throat. I pushed his shoulders, and he moved away.

"I don't want you to stop." I said shakily, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and securing my thighs around his hips.

tbc...