Chapter ten: Talk About Kissing

Edward's POV

I leaned closer slowly until our lips touched. Just a light feather skim. The warmth from her lips ignited mine. It was like a fire, scorching in between the both of us. I've felt fire before. I felt the hot, heat of burn in my throat when I was a newborn, when I needed to feed badly. But this wasn't anything like it. This was a good heat, a good flame that was blazing with Bella and I.

But I had to remind myself that I was a vampire. If I slipped up, get too lost in the moment I could kill Bella. Just a little slip and I could bite her and lost control. I checked myself before moving my lips with hers again. The fire blazed on heavily and I loved it.

My lips moved, moulding with hers gently. I felt her heat. I felt her heat pounding noisily against her chest. I felt the trust she was putting in me though her human instincts should be telling her to run.

Something warm and soft touched my head hesitantly. I moved closer to Bella. Her fingers entwined with my hair, gripping tighter and pulling me closer to her until our chests were pressed up close.

This was totally new to me. I had never done this before. Never in my life had I ever been this close to a human being. I repelled them. They kept away from me. I touched them as little as possible knowing that they would comment of my lack of warmth. They would fear me, be intimidated by me.

Yet Bella was the one who approached me herself. She was the one to take the first step and walk towards me. I hadn't been touched in so long that it felt right. So right, just right to be touched by Bella.

After minutes, years or centuries, eventually I pulled back. I held my breath, and closed my eyes trying to relive that short little moment. I didn't pull completely back. Bella was still a couple of inches away. I could feel her panting, her breaths hitting my face.

"Edward", she whispered. It came out as a moan, an erotic sound that I wanted to hear over and over again. I didn't open my eyes. I stayed completely still, trying to deal with explanations later. I felt Bella's hand move in my hair, she was brushing the strands away from my forehead.

"Edward?" She whispered again. This time it came out as more of a question. I lifted up my head and opened my eyes. Her big brown orbs were staring right back into me. I felt like she could see my soul, if I had one. Surely it would be black and lifeless.

"Are you allowed to do that?" Bella asked, pulling her head back a little and tilting her head to the left. A faint smile played on her lips.

"Do what?" My voice was low and husky, I tried to smooth it out by clearing my throat. I was a vampire, it made no difference anyhow.

"Kiss me", she whispered softly. I didn't know whether she was asking me to or answering my question but nevertheless I leaned in close. Our lips touched again. I hesitantly moved my hand up to her shoulder, ready to steady her if anything went wrong or I lost control. Bella pressed her mouth tighter against mine. It was hot and wet and soft and beautiful.

She moaned suddenly, one of her hands stroking the back of my neck, pushing her body fully on me. I steadied her, pulling back but not leaving her lips because I wan't ready to do that just yet. I was surprised at myself for not once thinking of wanting to bite her. I was shocked at the way my teeth were so close to her yet the venom hadn't pooled my mouth yet.

Bella pulled back this time, panting again. My mouth trailed down her jaw line as I inhaled her beautiful freesia scent. I opened my mouth and pressed my tongue to her pulse. The beating rhythm pounding on my tongue. If I could just sink my teeth...

I closed my mouth immediately, kissing down collarbone, her fleshy skin and all I could reach. Bella moved backwards until she was laying on her pillow. I was hovering over her, careful not to be crushing her small fragile frame.

"As much...as I'd like...to carry on", Bella murmured breathlessly, gripping my hair to get my attention, "Can we just talk...for a second? Edward?"

Bella's POV

Damn me! Stupid big mouth!

What the hell is wrong with me?

I was there, a fantasy so real that my mind was exploding at the thought, Edward's body pressed with mine. His lips licking and sucking at my skin, trailing erotic kisses down my neck. His hands were rubbing up and down my sides, making pleasure and friction all at once.

"I am so sorry", Edward said, pulling off of me at once. One minute he was on top of me and the next he was on the other side of the room. My body missed his at once. His voice was low and husky, beautiful as always but more sexy and attractive.

"No wait!" I called out in case he was planning of flying out of the window again, "I just want to talk. Don't go."

"I shouldn't have taken advantage of you like that Bella, I'm so sorry –"

"It's alright", I said quickly, "You didn't take...advantage. I was...sort of giving it to you."

I felt myself heat up from top to toe of embarrassment. Edward stood straight, his back pressing up against the wall and he stared at me. I threw my legs to the side of the bed and walked slowly towards him.

"Are you ok?" I asked him quietly. Edward seemed tensed up, his hands by his side, his piercing eyes looking directly at me. "Edward?"

"You should really stay away from me, Bella", he whispered, his voice barely above audible. I didn't understand what he was saying. Stay away from him? He was saying it like I could do something like that. Didn't he know how much of my time he occupied? Even when he wasn't there, my mind completely evolved around him.

"What do you mean?" I asked him, curiously. He tore his gaze away from me, choosing to stare at the floor in a hard intense way. I wondered if there were more blue boxes he was planning on locating in my bedroom underfloor.

"I shouldn't have kissed you without your permission", he said, changing the subject immediately, "It was unreasonable of me to do so. Also, I probably shouldn't have anyway. I'm your –"

"Did you want to kiss me?" I interrupted him before he carried on talking rubbish. He turned to face me. The moonlight outside lit dimly. His jaw looked more prominent, strong and set. His eyes were glowing, literally, glowing green and bright. His lips, curved, soft and beautiful was in a frown.

"I...that does not matter", he answered, "I shouldn't have done it. I should've probably –"

"It matters to me. You can't just kiss me like that and then brush me off when I ask you about it."

"Did you want to kiss me?" He shot back as a retort. Then mumbled something under his breath that I didn't hear.

"Yes", I said despite the flame covering my neck and cheeks. "You haven't answered my question."

"I thought you said I was your guardian angel?" Edward spoke through gritted teeth. "Surely you don't kiss all your guardian angels like that. Don't you think what we just did was inappropriate?"

I took another step closer to him. Edward noticed the move and glanced away. I took in a deep breath before talking. Whatever I was going to say would either have Edward running for his life, or possibly just humiliate myself. None of those were favours for me.

"I'm not going to deny the fact that I'm a little bit attracted to you", I mumbled in the lowest voice I could muster, hoping that he wouldn't hear me. I stared at the floor, waiting for his response.

When he didn't say anything back for two whole minutes (yes, I was counting) I began to think that maybe he didn't hear me after all. I risked embarrassment again, and tilted my head up to see...

He wasn't there.

Suddenly something cold brushed against the back of my neck. I tensed up from the shock. Surprised that Edward wasn't where I thought he would be and surprised because his fingers on my neck made a pleasurable feeling run up and down my spine.

"I didn't know that", Edward whispered. His lips brushing on my neck. I shivered from the cold touch. I tried to turn but his hands kept me in place, holding me so that my back was pressed against his firm, hard abs.

"You haven't shown or acted on the fact that you're a little bit attracted to me", Edward murmured, his cool breath tickling my skin. I stared ahead because I was completely paralyzed. "but you tease me way too much, Bella..."

I was about to protest but he cut me off.

"Wearing these shorts", he explained, tugging lightly on my sleeping shorts, "so that you're whole long creamy legs is on display for me."

The room was so quiet apart from his soothing, low voice. My heart was pounding inside of chest. I felt like I was floating again.

His arms snaked around my stomach, under my shirt and caressing my skin. His own skin was unbelievably cold and icy but smooth nevertheless. His lips, parted, was pressed right under my jaw on my neck. I shuddered.

"We're not supposed to", Edward whispered into my ear. I had no idea what he was talking about now. My mind was completely lost, drowning in the pleasure that he was giving me. This new feeling, this new sensation that glided through my veins and made hot liquid pool between my legs...I loved it.

"But I can't fight against myself", Edward carried on talking, his lips brushing over my neck, my collarbone. His hands were smoothing my skin, his finger tracing patterns on my hip bone, over the top of my panty lines. "You've always been mine... I want to keep you now, Bella...please."

I turned around, twisting my back my head. My lips met with Edward's immediately and I was in heaven. He repositioned himself, moving his hand to hold the small of my back, pulling me closer to him. My hands flew up to his neck and hair as our lips continued to dance. I stretched upwards, standing on the very tip of my toes to reach him better.

"I want to kiss you, to make you mine", Edward whispered against my lips. He turned us both around and the next thing I knew, I was on my back laying on me bed. Edward was propped up on one elbow, staring at me.

His fingers brushed against my face, igniting the blush on my cheeks. Edward leaned closer against but did not kiss me this time. "I don't think you'd like me very much if you knew the real me, Bella. But I'm a selfish creature...I want you nevertheless."

I stared into his eyes. His words made no sense at all. Did he really want me? Could Edward be attracted to me as I was to him? I didn't think so. He was beyond human. I was simple, plain Bella. Just me.

But if he wanted me, then why did he doubt that I wouldn't like the real him? Wasn't he just here to be my angel? Or was there something else in all of this?

I felt so confused all of a sudden. Trying to piece together that Edward had been telling me tonight. Asking me about Jacob, all of a sudden. I swear I could detect a slight hint of jealousy when he said his name. What was that about?

I mean, one minute he was kissing me and the next he was telling me that he wasn't good for me. It was like he was battling the thought inside of his head.

I took in a deep breath before talking.

"Edward?"

"Yes, Bella?"

"You're not an angel, are you?"