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Warning: This chapter is the edited version. Because of the explicits scenes previously written in this, I took the more mature version down and post it to my personal LiveJournal account. If you wish to read it, full smut/lemon included, the link is in my profile...

Chapter 9

Neither had any idea how they found themselves stumbling in his hotel room, the moonlight gliding through the drawn curtains and illuminating their intertwined bodies as they literally tore apart each other's clothes, their lips glued together and their bodies burning for each other's touch.

It took them half an hour to reach the hotel, due to the fact that in every dark alley, they would pull each other to the secluded shadows and surrendered to their passion. They practically ran through the lobby and Edward's hard glare was so terrifying that no one dared to enter the elevator with the two teenagers.

The door hadn't been closed for more than a second and he had her pushed to the wall, his mouth sucking on hers. Her hands were on his hair as he grabbed her thighs and pulled her upwards, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist.

She pulled her mouth away and looked down at his angelic face as he looked at her, his eyes molten gold, his lips parted and panting for breath. Her hand softly caressed his face, cradling his head to her soft, small hand as she smile beautifully at him.

He growled and sought her mouth with his.

"Wait!" she gasped and turned her face to the side. He wasn't deterred though. He buried his face to the crook of her neck and showered kisses all over her skin.

"No!" he answered, almost angrily and lifted a hand to force her to look at him so he could take her lips again.

"My parents," she managed to gasp before he parted her lips and caressed her tongue with his, causing her to shudder. Her arms and legs tightened around him and the smell of her arousal filled his senses. He moaned deeply in his throat.

She whined and forced his mouth to hers.

The doors clinked open and he let her legs drop, shoving her to the wall for a minute and tilting his head to the side.

"Your parents aren't here," he murmured as he pulled her out of the elevator.

They kissed furiously all the way to his room and they stumbled in, all thoughts leaving their minds except one.

His cold hands slid under her shirt and touched her silky skin with the softest of touches. He skimmed her ribcage and when he reached higher they both paused and locked eyes.

Hermione felt her whole body growing hot, every part of her he touched was set on fire. When he stopped right before he touch her chest, she knew he sought for reassurance that she wanted this, she wanted him.

"Make love to me Edward." she whispered. She knew he could hurt her, but her magic protected her. She felt it when he hugged her earlier. His eyes closed and he seemed unsure, now fighting with himself. She ran her hands over his shirt and smoothly slid them under the cotton, touching his marble cold chest and he gasped, his hands coming to grasp her own and ceased her movements. She looked at him softly. "I trust you."

He groaned and released her, his hands lifting her shirt over her head. She helpfully raised her arms to assist him, and within seconds, the garment was on the floor and she was standing half naked before his hungry eyes.

God, she was more beautiful than he had ever thought...

Despite the white scar on her chest, she was perfection; all soft curves and dips. He reverently touched her, his fingertips travelling to her flat stomach and gently lowering the zipper of her jean shorts, their eyes never breaking their contact. She pushed the rough material down her legs and stood in only her peach, satin bra and knickers. His breath was coming in short pants as he encircled her waist and brought her to him for a kiss.

One of her hands grabbed fists of silky locks and the other unbuttoned his shirt swiftly. She pushed the material aside and ran her palm over his exposed torso. Gods, he was beautiful. His hands grabbed her bottom and forced her to wrap her legs around him once more as he started walking to his huge bed, whilst her small hand worked on his own zipper.

He gently laid her on the satin sheets and lifted himself up to look at her sprawled on his bed in only her underwear.

She was beautiful.

"You are beautiful." he couldn't resist telling her and her shy smile made him chuckle warmly as he lowered his body over her smaller one, careful not to crush her. Her hands were pressed to his chest as he kissed her gently, his lips nipping and nibbling on her bottom lip. His tongue begged for entrance, which she gladly granted. He was in heaven...

Hermione slowly ran her hands down his strong form, touching as much skin as possible and responding wholeheartedly to his sweet kiss. She sighed and finally reached her destination: his pants. She finished lowering the zipper and grasped the waistband, insistently pushing it down. His warm chuckle brought her back and saw him looking at her amused.

"Hurry, much?" he smirked as she ran her fingers over him in retaliation. He hissed and his whole body shook, causing her to snigger back.

"It seems unfair that you still have clothes on when I'm only in my bra and panties, doesn't it?" she murmured as she nibbled his chin and he let his head fall on her shoulder, suckling the flesh there.

"It does, doesn't it?" he breathed, his voice husky. "Let me compensate for that..."

He shoved her hands away and swiftly relieved himself from his jeans, having only his black satin boxers on. She looked down at him and blushed furiously. He laughed quietly. Even in her boldest moments, she maintained her shyness and innocence. She was perfect...

He lowered his mouth to her collarbone, making her moan as his fingers pushed the bra straps down her arms. Having no patience he ripped her bra clean off her chest.

"You owe me a bra!" she snapped and he groaned.

"I'll buy you a hundred more!" he groaned as he kissed her there. She cried out in pleasure and her body arched on its own. He gave pleasurable attention on her chest and her hands grip the sheets so hard that she feared she might tear them.

Who cares! she thought blissfully. She knew he too was a virgin, but she knew he was doing quite well for a beginner. For a moment, she thought about Ron and how she always envisioned her first time with him, but when Edward's mouth started going lower, she lost all coherent thought. She might regret it later, but right now, it felt so absolutely right to be with him like this.

He took his time as he kissed every inch of naked skin he could, his nose grazing her heated flesh and making her tremble, especially when he reached his final destination. He placed a sweet kiss on her pubic bone and he slowly pulled her panties down her long legs and threw them away, kissing her leg as he went.

She instinctively tried to close her legs and protect her most secret place but he was too strong, he forced her legs to open and fought back a lusty growl at what he saw.

She hissed when she felt him pressing a kiss there.

"Oh dear, Merlin!" she cried out when he lowered his mouth. She didn't expect that when she decided she wanted to make love with Edward. Her thighs trembled, fighting to close and lock his bronze head there.

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She laughed softly as she hugged him close and yawned hugely.

"Tired?" he asked, amusement thick in his voice as he dropped a kiss on her shoulder.

"You have no idea." she murmured sleepily and wriggled under him. He chuckled and rolled to his side, pulling her against his body, his arm possessively wrapping around her waist and crashing her to him.

"Rest, my love..." he murmured, inaudible. "I'll take care of you..."

She didn't hear him, she was asleep the minute he hugged her.