Because I got so many reviews, I couldn't leave you hangin' until tomorrow. So, without wasting another moment, here is what you has all been waiting for... SEX! :DD lol

WARNINGS: Sex. Also, This is my first Het sex scene, as I usually write slash, so if it's awful, I apologize. :p And, I had to watch the guidlines for the site, which I'm sure I've broken thousands of times, so I tried to keep this a little less graphic than I would have liked... :'/ lol.

So, if any of you are skittish with sex, skip most of this chapter, but the bottom part is pretty important, so read that, if you would. ^.^

Onward, hoe! lol.

While I thought about it, I almost considered backing out, wanting to be sure that I really did want this. Instead, I analyzed what I was feeling in the moment.

Love, because Draco was perfectly willing to wait until I was ready for this. Lust, because really, Draco was the sexiest man that I had ever met and I had been attracted to him since the moment I met him. Fear… I didn't know why I was afraid, actually.

Was it because I was afraid he would hurt me? No, that wasn't it at all. Was I afraid that I was only doing this for his birthday and not because I was ready? No, not truly. I had thought that I was ready for some time now. Was I afraid that he wouldn't like what he saw? …Yes, that was exactly the problem.

"I'm afraid you won't like what you see." God that was fucking cliché but at the moment, I couldn't care less. I didn't meet his eyes as the silence hung in the air for a moment.

Finally, Draco moved, setting me down on the floor, making me bite my lip in despair, my thoughts now on the real possibility that Draco could be thinking the same thing.

Instead of doing… something else, before I knew what he was doing, his hands were at the hem of my shirt, pulling it up slowly. "Draco…"

"Shh. It'll be alright, love. Let me show you that I'll love you no matter what." Draco whispered, his hands now spread across my stomach, his wrists catching my shirt and pushing it up as his hands moved up and over my rib cage.

Despite my wariness, I closed my eyes and let out the breath that I had been holding. Damn, his hands felt good, so soft and warm. I focused solely on the feel of his hands gliding across my skin, wiggling a little as his fingers tickled my sides.

His hands stopped moving when he reached the fabric of my bra, instead twisting to grip the shirt and urging me to lift my arms so that he could slide the shirt off completely. I did as Draco bid and let him remove my shirt, hearing the rustle of fabric as it hit the floor.

I kept my eyes closed as I felt Draco's gaze sliding over my torso, taking in the scars and tattoos that littered my skin. I felt soft fingers trace my mother's face before they moved to outline the Natural Rights across my hips and the 'Fuck You' on my ribs.

I had another tattoo on my arm, the symbol from my father's necklace just in case I had ever met him and given it back. There was one on my right thigh of a black rose sitting in a puddle of blood, to represent the death of my mother. I really hoped Draco liked tattoos, because I intended to get more…

… And why the hell was I thinking about this with Draco's hands on my body?

I let my eyes slip open and meet Draco's. His eyes were filled with a hunger I had never seen before as they glided up to mine.

"You're so incredibly beautiful, Bella. I'm going to make you see that if it's the last thing I do." With that, he pulled me into is arms again and kissed me hard.

I lost all ability to think as I kissed Draco with all I had. Nothing mattered outside of this moment.

Draco's hands moved up my back to my bra, unhooking the clasp. I felt the straps slipping down my shoulders, no longer giving any kind of support to my large breasts. His hands pulled the straps over my shoulders, stepping back just enough to let the piece of material fall to the ground.

The immediate urge to cover myself was ignored as Draco pressed his body back into mine, holding me close. My hands reached up to begin fumbling with the buttons of his shirt, wanting to feel us skin on skin, but his closed over mine and he pulled back.

"Ah, ah, ah. Isn't this my birthday gift? That means that I get what I want first." He whispered seductively, his wicked smirk making me wary, yet again.

He stood back again and his eyes roved over my figured, lingering for a moment on my breasts. My nipples pebbled under the weight of his eyes, as well as the open air hitting my skin. Despite my instant urge to cover myself, I let him look at me, secretly enjoying the fiery lust in his gaze. His eyes slipped down to my jeans, where they narrowed slightly.

Having slipped our shoes off before the night got started, he reached out and unbuttoned my jeans before hooking his thumbs into the sides and pulling them down, going down to his knees to get them completely off. His face was level with my stomach as he sat at his full height, and he leaned forward to kiss the skin softly, heading down again toward my panties.

Stopping briefly to lick across the words spanning my hips, making my body shudder, he raised his hands to pull down my lacy black underwear. They slid to the floor soundlessly, and I stepped out of them, and my jeans, leaving me standing there completely naked with Draco fully clothed.

Now, how in the world was that fair?

He spotted the tattoo on my leg and, looking up at me from under his lashes, moved to kiss the rose softly. I bit my lip, my eyes filling with tears as I realized that Draco knew what it meant and was, as it appeared to me, trying to make the pain go away.

Pulling away, his eyes moving to linger on my hairless pussy, he forced himself to stand. "Get up on the bed." He whispered, motioning with his head as he spoke, his eyes hooded in lust.

I nodded silently and moved back, sitting on the edge for a moment before I pulled myself up onto the high bed, and lying in the middle on my side with my head propped up on my hand, my eyes on Draco.

Draco smirked at me again, before moving his hands up to the buttons on his shirt, slowly pushing the little pieces of plastic through their silken holes. I watched his nimble fingers work the buttons free, my tongue flicking out the lick my lips. My eyes moved to each new patch of skin revealed to me, because even though I've seen him half naked before, this was truly a sight I would never tire of.

Finally, the shirt was slipped off of his shoulders, falling to the floor. His hands slid slowly down his chest, teasing me as he felt his own hard muscles, to the waist band of his trousers and –again with the buttons?- undid the buttons, before pulling those down. The only thing that was left was his silken boxers, green this time.

I could see the outline of his hard cock in the material, telling me that what I had assumed from having felt him through his clothes before was true: Draco's cock was long and thick, bigger than any of the other's I had had, and my god, did I want him so fucking bad…

Slowly, oh so slowly, Draco hooked his thumbs in the band and inched the silk down over his hips, stopping before they could slip over his cock, flashing groomed white blonde pubic hair at me. I glared up at him lustfully, if that was possible, and he let out an evil chuckle before he continued his torture.

Finally, his cock sprung free, bouncing as it was released from its confines. My mouth popped open in shock at the beautiful thing that I was currently staring at. It was just like him: perfect.

Before I could stop myself, I moaned lowly, "Oh god…"

Draco chuckled again, his boxers now completely gone. Slowly, he moved toward the bed and crawled toward me. "You like what you see, then?" He whispered teasingly against my lips.

I groaned. "You know I love what I see, jerk," Then, my hand flashed out and I grabbed his hair in a gentle but firm hold. "Now stop teasing me." I growled before smashing our lips together again.

I had never felt this wanton before; not in all the years that I had been used, even when there had been some who wanted to make me feel something in order to humiliate me more, it had never, never, been like this. I wanted Draco more than I wanted to breathe and I didn't think I could wait too much longer before I had this man.

Draco seemed to be in the same mindset as he wasted no more time in rolling me on my back, climbing over me and settling between my legs. We groaned together at the first touch of skin on skin. We may have been in this position many times, but never without clothes and it was brilliant, unadulterated ecstasy.

Draco pulled back and growled in frustration. "Damn it, Bella. I wanted our first time to be different… slow love making after hours of foreplay. Not… not just fucking." He looked at me, his eyes alight in hunger as well as the love he felt for me.

I panted out, "Dray, I love you. I love that you want this to be special, and it will be. It isn't like this will be the only time; we'll have the chance some other time to learn each other the way you want. But right now, I can't wait any longer. Please, please, take me. Please." I begged him, something in me breaking at the thought that he would suddenly want to slow down when all I wanted to do was have him. If he didn't get to it soon, I would be tying him to the bed and taking what I wanted.

He looked at me for a long few moments, his eyes moving over my body before he groaned again and leaned down to claim my mouth once more.

His hands seemed to take on a mind of their own as he slid them to my breasts, making me moan as he pinched and pulled at my nipples softly. He kneaded the flesh in his large warm hands, his pianist fingers digging gently into my skin. His hips moved against mine as we fought for more friction.

"Please, Draco, please." I whimpered against his lips, loving the growl that echoed from his throat. He broke the kiss and took his right hand, bringing it down to his cock and positioning it at my entrance; forcing himself to slide in slowly.

I gasped at the stretch, having not had anything in me in more than three years, and I had never been with anyone this size. I panted and lay still as Draco and I both watched him sink into my body.

Finally, he groaned as he was fully seated and he looked back up at me, reaching out to grip the back of my neck and haul me up for a kiss. He leaned back on his haunches, taking me with him, making me sit on his thighs with his cock nestled deep inside my tight hole. I cried out in pleasure and pain as I felt his cock slid in a little deeper than I had ever thought possible.

We sat there for a few moments, his cock deep inside my body, our chests pressed together, and trading kisses. After a while, I thought enough time had passed and experimentally lifted up, a few inches sliding out and moaned at the feeling of his cock moving inside me, before I slid back down.

I did it a few more times, each time letting more of his cock slip out. Draco's face was a mask of pure concentration, letting me do what I wanted. Only, that wasn't what I wanted. I wanted Draco to lose that tightly held control and fuck into my body like we would die tomorrow. Watching his face, I squeezed my muscles around him and held that way before letting go and tightening over and over again.

Draco seemed to lose it then, growling as his hands gripped my hips and lifted me off of him until just the head rested inside me, only to drop me again, groaning with me as I tightened around him again instinctively.

Draco began a frenzied pace then, the thought of slow love making completely pushed out of both of our minds. Now, we were set on pure fucking, our bodies clashing almost roughly as I bounced in his lap with his hands on my hips, guiding how fast he wanted me to go. This went on for god knows how long as I writhed in pleasure. Draco was amazing in bed.

"Fuck!" Draco yelled before I felt myself falling back on the bed. I was too distracted by the pleasure coursing through me to care all that much; however, when Draco began to truly pound into me, I noticed.

"Ah! Draco, please!" I moaned, wrapping my arms around his broad shoulders, burying my head in his neck and my teeth in his skin; thrusting down at every one of his upward thrusts, and loving the feeling of his cock being inside me. Never again would I live without this.

One of his hands travelled down my body and his fingers moved between us, finding my clit and rubbing at it roughly.

"Draco." I whimpered as the pleasure doubled. He growled possessively, a noise I had never heard from his before.

"Mine." He said into my ear, and I nodded.

"Yours, Dray, all yours. Always." I said back, resulting in a particularly brutal thrust.

"Come for me, love." Draco groaned.

Like a switch had been flipped, I came on his command; my mouth open to scream though no sound came out, tightening almost impossibly around him, inhibiting his thrusts slightly. He groaned my name again as the milking of his cock became too much and he followed quickly after me.

His arms began to shake as he tried to keep himself from falling on top of me. In response, I tightened my hold in his shoulders and jerked down a little, causing his arms to completely give out. I breathed out in content as his body rested on top of mine. Yes, he was a bit heavy, but I wasn't prepared to let him go yet, so I continued to hold on.

After a few minutes, Draco lifted his head tiredly, staring into my eyes for a moment, before he leaned down to kiss me sweetly.

I finally relinquished my hold on him, only to reach up and cup his face lovingly, holding our mouths together. I let him eventually and he rolled slowly to the side, pulling me softly to his chest.

I closed my eyes in bliss, not caring as I felt Draco's come leak out of me slightly. Call me crazy, but I liked the feeling so I decided not to do anything about it.

I was almost asleep when I heard Draco's voice. "Bella… I love you. Never forget that."

There was a hint of pain in his voice and it shocked me awake. "Dray… What's wrong, love?"

Meeting his eyes tiredly, he shook his head with a small smile. "Nothing, love. I just want you to know that I love you and that no matter what, I always will. And… and Bella?" he said softly, fear flashing in his gaze for just a moment before it was hidden again: but I had seen it.

"Don't always take things at face value, alright? Because not everything is always as it seems." He whispered ominously, making my eyebrows draw together in concern.

Before I could ask what was wrong again, however, he said. "Goodnight, love," and he placed a soft kiss to my forehead as his eyes slid closed.

I stared at him for a minute longer, trying not to dwell too much on what he said. Laying my head back on his chest, I fell into an uneasy sleep.

I would come to find, however, that something was indeed, very, very wrong.

Okay, so, what did you think? Not my best personally, but I digress. Besides the sex, however, the plot thickens... even more! :D lol. I'll try to have the next chapter up by Friday, if not sooner. Tell me what you thought!

xoxo,

kitkat