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I woke the next morning aching. Every part of my body screamed at me from exertions of the night before. I rolled over and saw someone lying next to me. It took me a moment to remember where I was, and then it all came flooding back. Then I knew the reason that I ached so much. I lay there taking in the rise and fall of his breathing. I was still at Carlisle's...in his bed.

My aching body reminded me of last night; how we fucked quickly only to go on and make love later. We enjoyed and explored each another's bodies until we were both exhausted from it. Last night had been amazing in more ways than one. I had finally found out that the man that I lusted after, had fantasized about so many times, in so many ways ever since I had first met him, also felt the same way about me.

I lay on my side, my hand under my cheek as I watched him sleep. I flushed at the memories of last night, and I ached to reach out and touch him. I remembered how I had taken control initially, but then how he turned the tables on me once we got back here. I loved a man who, not that I minded at all, would take control of me and my body. With Carlisle, I have to say it was the hottest thing that I had ever experienced. I had to turn away from him as I knew I wouldn't be able to stop myself if I didn't.

Being with him in the most demanding of ways was fantastic, and the biggest turn on. He might be smaller in build than me, but there was no doubt at all that I not expected him to command me like that. He completely owned my body and made it his; I listened to him and reacted to him. I got chills just thinking about it now, and I couldn't wait for more. I was brought out of my idyll when a pair of arms snaked around me, and I felt warm skin pressing against my back. I shuddered in delight. "Morning handsome," he whispered into my ear, sending tingles of excitement though me, once again. I turned my head towards him, taking him and that sexy smile of his in.

"Morning yourself," I muttered as I turned fully into his waiting embrace to see a smile on his face. His hair was mussed, and slight stubble was on his chin. I couldn't wait to feel that stubble on any part of my body and I didn't have to wait long as he brushed against my chin, causing me to moan slightly. Our lips met and hungrily kissed as his tongue found its way into my mouth where I caressed it with my own. I felt my body start to respond to him. Our kiss intensified and hands roamed freely over each other's nakedness. He felt amazing and I could feel him react to my touch. Every quiver, every shudder was because of me and it raced through my fingers and down to my cock as it hardened.

Our bodies molded, and then moved together as if they were one. I could feel his arousal and I knew full well that he could feel mine. Then before I could do anything, he moved and was on top of me. He took my wrists in his hands and pinned them above my head as he kissed me frantically. I took all he had to give and returned it with as much passion as I could muster. It was truly amazing. I felt his cock as he rubbed against me, and it was clear that we both needed so much more than this hot and steamy make out session...not that I was complaining. I had fantasized about this for so long and it had happened. I felt like I was dreaming. If I was, I sure as hell didn't want to wake up any time soon.

I was brought out of my daydreaming by a nipping on my neck and when I reacted, I was rewarded with a laugh from him.

"You like that then?" He continued doing it and then moved back to kissing me. I was squirming under him, desperate for more. I knew that I could quite easily take control of this situation and be the one in charge, but deep down I was afraid that he wouldn't appreciate that...so I held back. He continued to tease me mercilessly, kissing and then nipping at my ear while I continued to squirm and protest half-heartedly beneath him.

He pulled back looking deep into my eyes, his face mere inches from mine as he murmured. "Don't move. Keep your hands there."

I nodded a response and he released his hold on them. I, of course, didn't move. A further rush if excitement pulsed through me as he moved down my body, leaving a torturous trail of soft but stubbly kisses in his wake. Each one felt amazing and it took all my self-control not to grab him and claim him as mine. The erotic thing was that he kept eye contact the whole time. I let him continue playing by his rules...for now.

Once he reached my erection, he stopped with the kisses, and looking up at me through his eyelashes and muttered. "Oh my, someone's pleased to see me this morning. Now what shall I do with this?" He took it in his hand and I cried out at the contact, needing so much more than just his hand. I wanted to be inside him, to feel him around me as I slid deep inside. I wanted to feel him constrict around me, to hear his moans of delight as I claimed him as mine. I watched as he sat upright, straddling my hips. I could see his erection and knew that I had caused that reaction in him, and I wanted him even more if that were at all possible.

He sat back staring at me, slowly bringing his fingers to his face and then he tapped his index finger against his pursed lips as if he was deep in thought. "Hmmm, I can think if a couple of things, but I'm not sure that you really want either."

I groaned. "Please! Just do what you want to me, please, just do it soon, or I might explode."

He laughed, throwing his head back. That was it, I'd had had enough of playing nice, two can play dirty, and I could take his teasing no longer. I pulled myself upright, putting my arms around him to steady him as he wobbled from the sudden movement.

"Hmm...taking charge are we? I like that in a man," he teased, smiling at me.

"Oh, you might just regret that." I growled in a low voice. "Now where's…"

I never got to finish what I was going to say as a phone rang. Suddenly, I found myself sitting upright in an unfamiliar room, sunlight streamed through the bare windows and as I shook the sleep from my head, I climbed out of the bed and started looking for my phone to silence the ringing noise, but I couldn't find it anywhere. What alarmed me more was the fact that I couldn't find Carlisle…anywhere.

As I padded around the apartment, the source of the ringing became clearer. It was my cell phone and it was laying in the middle of the dining table that Carlisle had fucked me on last night. There was also a piece of paper with my name written in elegant handwriting. I smiled as I picked up my phone to see that Carlisle's face was staring out at me from the screen. He must've taken a picture and done this while I was asleep, including programming his number.

I answered, nervously. "Hey."

He chuckled. "Hey there, sleeping beauty. So you're finally awake then."

"I slept well, obviously too good if I didn't hear, or feel you leave me. Where are you?"

"I'm sorry; I had to come into the office. There was a problem on one of the contracts that I needed to resolve in a conference call. I couldn't do it from home because I needed to have access to the files. Okay, I'm babbling, I'm sorry. I didn't want you to wake and find me gone like this. Stupid…"

"Carlisle, it's okay. I understand, I mean it's only…What time is it?" I glanced around but couldn't see a clock anywhere.

Carlisle answered me. "It's eleven. I've been here since eight this morning and going crazy because all I wanted to do was to speak to you."

I laughed at his bluntness. "I hope I didn't put you off your work."

"Oh trust me, you're one hell of a distraction, but I'm not complaining. Gimme a minute."

I heard the sound of his hand being placed over the receiver and I heard muffled voices. I wandered around the kitchen, noticing that there was a coffee mug set out with a piece of paper underneath it. Leaning forward, I noticed that there was a message for me.

Coffee and sugar are in the silver containers on the counter in front of you, milk is in the fridge (obviously). Help yourself to anything that you want to eat. The fridge and cupboards are well stocked. Will see you soon.

Carlisle.

I smiled at this thoughtful, yet small act. I mean, I wouldn't normally go through someone's cupboards, so it was nice to hear that I was being told to go ahead and help myself. He really did think of everything.

"Hey, I'm back. Sorry about that. So, you found the coffee yet? I know you can't function in the morning without it."

It was nice to know he noticed that I always walked into the office clutching a Starbucks like it was the most precious thing on earth.

"Yeah, thanks."

"I hoped to be back in time to make you breakfast, but this is going to take a few more hours to sort out. I'm sorry..."

I cut him off. "Stop saying you're sorry. Last night was, well, I think we both know how last night was. You can't help that you had to work today. I know how important your job is."

"I know, I know, and, oh shit! I nearly did it again." He laughed at himself. "Look, make yourself at home and I'll call you when I'm leaving, okay?"

Uneasiness washed over me, I didn't want to be here alone, and it felt wrong.

"Carlisle, I got things I need to do today at home. How about you call me when you're done at the office?"

I heard him sigh. "Oh, okay." He went quiet for a moment. "I want to do things the right way with you. I mean last night was amazing, but that's not how I wanted it to be. I'm certainly not complaining, but that's not my style. So, how does dinner and a couple of drinks sound? Or we can do a movie, or whatever you want."

I smiled at his suggestions; he obviously wanted to see me later. "That sounds great. How about dinner and a movie?"

Carlisle sounded relieved. "Great! How about I pick you up at say, seven?"

I panicked for a moment, not wanting him to see my tiny apartment, not after being here. "No! How about we meet downtown and take it from there?"

He dropped his voice low, sending ripples of desire through me. "Hmmm, you worried we might not make it to dinner if I pick you up at your place?"

I knew he was joking, so I decided to play along. "Yeah, something like that."

"Well then, I'll see you at seven then. Can't wait."

I decided to tease him back. "It's a date. Oh and Carlisle? I never kiss on the first date." I heard him gasp and a shiver of excitement ran through me as I hung up the phone. Tonight was going to be my first proper date with Carlisle, and I couldn't wait.

Authors Note:

Thanks to DreamofRob 10 for beta'ing this for me. Also thanks go out to everyone who read and reviewed what was intended to be a one shot, but yeah, a few people asked me for more, and here you go!

There will be a couple more chapters and this is dedicated to DelphiusFanfic who the original one shot was written for.