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On Fire

My shocked and completely still face made Edward raise his eyebrows questioningly before he laughed and nudged me forward. My feet dragged along the plush carpet of his room and I jumped slightly when his door clicked shut.

I was waiting for this for so long and now that it was right in front of me I was terrified. My hands felt numb and as if they belonged to another person as I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. Edward caught that hand and brought it to his lips. He kissed each finger then knuckle before smiling up at me with his eyes. It was taking everything in me to keep that hand from trembling.

I opened my mouth to speak then closed it again so many times that I was sure I looked like a fish out of water to him. Again he laughed at my shock and took a step toward me.

"I know this is a surprise." He said unnecessarily. I scoffed at him and was glad to have been able to find the air to do so. He chuckled and I started to feel like the inexperienced teenager I was. I didn't like that. I pulled my hand from his and turned away so I could take a few deep breathes out of his gaze.

"Edward, when you say you want to give me your virtue, do you mean what I think you mean? Or is this some new ploy of yours to get something you want?" I asked as I slowly turned my body back around to face him. I felt the need to keep him talking for a little longer.

His answering smile was enough to make me ache with regret that we were more than two inches apart.

"Well, I guess you could say both are true." He strutted toward me like he was a powerful animal and I his prey. "Because, yes, it means exactly what you think it means," He stepped around me as he spoke. "And I'm definitely trying to get something I want." His smooth voice was all around me as he circled me in that predator/prey way. "Something I want very badly, in fact." His words came from my left just seconds before I felt his entire body press against my back.

Both his hands came to rest on my upper arms and his cool breath danced on the place where my neck and shoulder met. I wanted his lips there so badly that I almost asked for it, but didn't have to. The chill they caused throughout my body made me lean back into him. My hands reached back and rested on his thighs as his traveled over my chest and across my stomach.

"This is a big decision you've made." I managed to say through deep sighs and occasional moans. His hands and lips seemed to be everywhere at once. I couldn't keep up with him.

"The only decision made is that my virtue is yours tonight or any night you want it. Your virtue is still up for grabs, if you'll pardon the expression." He smiled into my neck as he ran a finger along the outline of my breast. I made a sound that resembled a laugh but was too shaky to fully pass for one.

"I'm just a little confused here. Maybe you should tell me how you came to feel completely different than you did in my kitchen. Why do you want me now?" I asked the question with a lot of passion in my voice and turned my head so I could see his face. He looked utterly confused.

"Why do I want you now? Bella, I always wanted you. There's never been a day I didn't want to be with you." He paused a moment and his face hardened. "Did you honestly believe what you said earlier? That I'd rather change you than make love to you?" His hands found their way back to my upper arms and there was tension in the way he gripped them. Besides the obvious confusion, he had real anger in his face now. When I hesitated, he spun me around to face him.

"Well?" He asked as he released me. I hated where this beautiful situation had gone and quickly tried to think of a way to get his lips and hands back on me.

"No, no of course not. I was just angry and irrational." I laid my hands on his chest and raised my chin so I was looked up into his face. He relaxed some and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"You're still a terrible liar, but this was a big thing to spring on you so its sort of expected." He seemed to want things back to the way they'd been only moments ago too. "But in case you really didn't know before," He slowly moved his hands over my bottom then lifted me up so I could wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his hips. "I wanted you then. I want you now. I will want you always." He emphasized each statement with a kiss. By the time he was done I was so light headed that I had to be grateful I was no longer on my feet.

"What about the danger and…" I started to protest halfheartedly but he silenced me with a shake of his head.

"We're doing this because its what we both want. Plain and simple. I want this. I want this so much that I know I can handle it." He was taking small steps toward the bed but stared intently into my eyes. "Is it what you want?"

We had reached the bed and, it seemed, a point of no return. Either I joined him in this bed or I didn't. My mind was racing with possibilities. Terrible things that could happen in the heat of passion. I recalled our almost mistake in my bed and felt shocked when I realized that had happened less than twenty four hours ago. Was I just putting myself back into that submissive state? Giving into him because I loved him and didn't care about my own wellbeing? How could it be a smart decision to make love to a vampire when my blood called out to him?

I looked into his amber eyes and searched for a monster. I tried to find the vampire behind the man I loved. I tried to make myself scared of the hands that rested on my hips or the teeth that showed slightly through the parted lips.

I couldn't find anything but passion. In his steady rising and falling chest. In his smell that filled my head. In the heat that rose from my body. Passion may be scary and unpredictable, but at that moment, it was all I needed to confirm what I wanted.

"I want you. I want this." I finally said bringing myself closer by tightening my arms and legs around him. His smile was radiant for a moment before it smoldered and set us both on fire. His cold skin seemed to scold me at every point where we touched. He reached for my hands and unlatched them from around his neck easily. My body followed his lead and I leaned back as he laid me down on his bed. My legs were parted around him and he stared into my blazing eyes as he slipped off each of my shoes. When he was done I wrapped my legs around him to tell him I wanted him closer and he smiled mischievously at me.

"Patience, Bella." His voice was teasing and authoritative at the same time. It was the sexiest thing I'd ever heard.

I unwrapped my legs from around his and bent my knees so my feet sat flat on the bed. His right hand sat on my knee while he braced himself on the mattress and slowly leaned over me. I bit my bottom lip as his hand slid down my thigh and made contact with the skin of my exposed stomach. My skin felt so hot to me that I half expected to hear a sizzle when he made contact with it. Something altogether more wonderful happened when his knuckles grazed around my bellybutton and dangerously close to the band of my pajamas. The most intense chill seemed to expand from his hand all over my body and I moaned without having any conscious plan to do so. I felt my cheeks flush and I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes and look into his smug face.

Suddenly I felt his cheek nuzzle against my stomach and my eyes popped open in surprise. He turned his face slowly and kissed my skin deeply while his hands worked to pull my pants down before tossing them aside. Next he quickly removed my shirt and bra. I allowed myself a moment of insecurity when I realized I was lying in Edward's bed in my underwear, but his fingers dancing long my inner thigh quickly pushed any embarrassment out of my mind. His other hand was climbing up my body. It seemed as if he had twenty hands and they were everywhere all at once.

He kept up a pattern of kisses along my stomach and sides as his hand finally met its target and cupped my breast. When his thumb came up and brushed quickly across my nipple I arched my back and put my hand over his. I gripped his hand to show him that I could handle more pressure and he didn't disappoint as his cupping turned to grasping.

I allowed myself a quick glance down to his face and saw him make a circle with the tip of his tongue around my bellybutton. His eyes opened and when he saw me looking at him his hand that had been making wider and wider circles on my thigh slid down and rested on my panties with almost the same pressure he was applying to my breast. This was more than I had expected and my eyes shut as my lips parted to release all the air in my lungs.

My inexperienced hands danced around the covers under me and I was unsure what to do when I felt his fingers slide inside the fabric that separated me from his hand. Without planning to, I grabbed his hair with both of my hands and lifted my hips closer to him. The coldness of him was everywhere and on top of the nervous shakes, I was now shaking from how intense his cold felt against the warmth of my crotch.

His thoughts seemed to mirror mine as he pulled away and gently moved me under the thick blanket that had been under me.

"I'm sorry about the cold. You should try to keep the blanket between us as much as possible." He suddenly sounded very business-like and I felt disappointed.

"You are worrying too much about that. It's really warm in here, actually. It was just intense feeling the coldness, you know, down there." I ended lamely and felt like a kid. This was going bad really quickly and I wanted to bring it back to the good.

"Your fingers feel like little shocks everywhere they touch me. It drives me crazy." I said with desire as I sat up and ran my hands up his shirt. It worked, because the burning was back in his eyes and he smirked at me in a way that said he wanted to be with me.

I undressed him where he stood before me while on my knees in the bed. I did it slowly and took the time to study his body. His skin was hard, but when I ran my fingertips across his chest, it was easy to imagine how the skin use to flex and give. My warmth was becoming so intense that my hands barely registered his cold. When he was down to his boxer briefs, he leaned into me so that I had no choice but to lie back down. He lowered himself over me, after putting the blanket between us, and held himself slightly over me. I instantly wrapped my arms around him and pulled myself to his face.

"I love you so much" I breathed, with my mouth brushing against his. He answered with a deep kiss and used his knee to move the blanket and ease my legs apart so he fit between them perfectly. I moaned as I felt him against me and tried not to show how surprised I was at the hardness. I had been so preoccupied with getting to be with him that I hadn't stopped to think exactly how it would work.

His mouth traveled down to my neck as he cupped my breast and moved himself into me and away so suggestively that I forgot about my worries and gripped myself to him. I was moaning and gasping as if we were already completely naked and taking each other. I steadied myself and reached between us to feel him inside his boxers. He moved to the side slightly to allow me to reach him and brought his hand down to me simultaneously.

The sensation of touching his beyond hard manhood and feeling his fingers dance across my cheeks and clit sent me into overdrive and I couldn't stop the loud moan of joy that overtook me. He seemed to be feeling the same intensity as me because when he felt how wet and welcome I felt, he ripped off my panties and suddenly I was straddling a completely naked Edward Cullen.

"I don't want to hurt you, so at least for this first time, I need you to be in control of the depth and speed." Edward had one hand on my face and the other on my hip. He was looking at me with deep concentration and I knew he was worried. I had one moment of sheer panic at the pain I knew would come with losing my virginity, then saw his concern and let it all go.

He had positioned me in such a way that all I had to do was bring my hips down to take him in and while kissing him to distract both of us, I lowered myself on him. First I felt his lips freeze up when he realized what I was doing. A few seconds later I felt a new sensation that was equal parts pain and pleasure take over me as he slid into me as perfectly as puzzle pieces do. I opened my mouth over his and cried out slightly.

His hand was now in my hair and he pulled on it so my head would bend back and he could kiss my neck. That made me cry out again and with my hands on the back board of the bed, I moved up and down on him with increasing speed and depth until I was completely consuming him with each bounce of my hips.

The pain was going away and being replaced by fire that felt like deep desire solidified. His face was back at mine and we were kissing like never before. His hands were now both on my moving hips and he was even allowing himself to move his own hips some. The combination of our moving bodies made me cry out with every thrust.

Edward moved his face away and looked at me with such deep passion that I grabbed his hair and began to use him as my leverage to allow me to bounce on his lap. He buried his face in my chest and wrapped both arms around me now so that he stayed deep in me and each movement made him barely shift out of me. He was so deep in me that I was now loosing control.

I felt the tightening in my stomach and my clit twitch with warning that I was going over the edge. I pulled his face from my chest and looked deep into his eyes right before the explosion took over me. My head fell back and a scream of pleasure ripped through the air.

**Thanks to everyone still reading! Special thanks to JustForkIt for reading part of this chapter and telling me to continue the story! You perv, you!**