Chapter 10

Author's note: I really do hope you enjoy this chapter. It was not originally written like this but I am so happy with the way it turned out. I hope you all are too. So without further ado, here is chapter 10!

Warning: Lemon ahead.

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"Beautiful, mmm
How do you make dangerous look so beautiful?
And how come when you kiss, you turn me into this?
I fall in love, oozin' up the way you do that
Don't even got you yet, but I can't imagine losing you"

Sacrifice - Black Atlass ft. Jessie Reyes

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I showered and straightened my hair. It falls and lands above my lower back and I love the way it shines when I move my head. My makeup is the same, some powder and concealer. Mascara and eyeliner to make my brown eyes look lighter. My earrings are gold, matching my dainty choker and necklace set. I decided on a black tank, black jeans and a jean jacket. He said be comfortable and my white Nike sneakers scream that the most. I grab a random black wristlet that will fit my ID, card and extra cash in it.

I hear my doorbell ring and take one last look at myself in the mirror. I smooth my hair, hoping it won't rain later. Who knows in Washington.

My outfit should be good enough for wherever casual and comfy is. I've spent hours to come up with this look and if it goes wrong I won't go out in public again.

I cut my lights off and rush downstairs, grabbing my keys from the coffee table.

Edward is smiling when I open the door. "Hi." His boyish grin helps me relax.

"Hey." I smile back and move to close the door behind me, I don't lock it yet because he looks nervous and I have a feeling he is going to cancel. He's only here to tell me in person so it doesn't feel or look bad on him. "Did you want to come in?"

He shrugs nervously, "Sure."

I feel my eyes narrow at him but I back up slowly, leaning forward so I can push the door back open with my bottom. It's opened wide enough so he can walk in but I can still feel how close he is and it makes me want him closer. I take my time to close the door, taking deep breaths before I lock it and turn around.

When I do turn around my face runs into his chest and I bounce back surprised. It didn't hurt but it did surprise me.

"Sorry," he says. "Did I hurt you?" His hands are quickly on the side of my face, examining for any harm he may have caused.

I chuckle, closing my eyes to his touch. "No, I'm-"

My words are cut short by his lips on mine. I know I should fight him, but I don't. I grab his wrist and push into his kiss so he knows that this is okay even if it shouldn't be.

The kiss is deep and passionate, sloppy but perfect. I invite his tongue into my mouth, allowing us to explore a place we haven't been in years.

Soon, he's kissing both of my cheeks and making small kisses along my jawline then my neck. My hands are in his hair, encouraging him as I feel the heat rise in my body. I allow my jacket to fall to the floor as he runs his tongue along my collarbone, moving my tank top straps in the process.

I allow him to pull the hem of my shirt after he looks up at me. I give him a small smile so he knows it's okay to undress me. His cool hands only make the fire inside me burn harder as he lifts my top over my head, continuing a slow assault with his tongue on my skin.

He slowly kisses the top of my breast, eyeing them for a split second then taking the left nipple into his mouth as he kneads the right. I throw my head back and I feel my hair cascading down my back. My breathing increases each minute he teases me and I finally moan when his fingers are on my hips and so close to the spot that needs to be touched by him the most.

"Edward." My voice doesn't sound like my own. "Please."

"Please what Isabella?" The use of my whole name irritates me. He knows what he's doing and he knows that it's wrong. If he didn't already know how my body responds to pleasure, he would think I'm telling him to stop.

"Don't stop." I tell him through breaths. I don't want him to and he should know that.

That's all he needs me to say before his arms are around me, picking me up and wrapping my thighs around his waist. He continues to kiss me as carefully walks us up the stairs. I'm thankful for his athletic abilities and strength as we go up the stairs.

When we finally reach my room, he kicks the door open and walks to the bed. He lays me down softly then works his fingers on the buttons and zipper of my jeans. He moves them without issue and slides them down my thankfully shaven legs.

I lift my head to watch as he takes his shirt and jacket off. His chest widens as he breathes as does his fit abdomen. His arms flex as he moves to hover over me. He leaves his jeans on, letting them hang low revealing he is commando. I feel his bulge against my core as he lays his body over me, barely touching his chest to mine.

He greets me with a kiss on the lips then slowly makes his way down with the tip of his tongue, stopping at my chin, my neck, my collarbone, each nipple, and my belly button until he is finally at my hips. He circles his tongue on my left side and my hips immediately buck into him.

"Patience, Bella." He reaches his arm over my pelvic bone to hold me down while he circles his tongue on my right hip. My body jolts but not as much since his weight is on me. I arch my back, leaning and moaning begging him.

My body feels out of my control. My brain is mush and the words that I'm trying to speak make no sense. He has not even entered me and my body is reacting like this.

He smiles at me. "You're so fucking wet."

I used to hate the way Edward would talk during sex, but right now, I can't get enough of it.

I run my hands down my own body until I amover my center but he quickly moved, wrapping my wrist in his hands. His smile says enough as he leans down, kissing my sensitive bud before laying his tongue flat against me. He circles and sucks, slurping and licking.

I grab onto the bed sheets as my legs shake and I cry out in pleasure. My hips move, matching his rhythm and begging him for more.

He slowly slipped one then two then three fingers inside of me. With his other hand he grabbed my ass, squeezing and massaging. My hips moved wildly as his fingers dig into my my skin.

I screamed as my orgasm flooded through me, begging him not to stop. He let me ride out my euphoria for what felt like several minutes.

He stopped when I pulled his fingers from inside me and brought them to my mouth. I sat up and sucked my juices off each of his fingers while using one hand to pull on his belt buckle. His dick is in my hands in no time.

I replace his fingers with the tip of his dick, swirling my tongue around his head and down his shaft. I can feel his legs tense as I held onto his hamstrings for balance.

He moans, wrapping my hair in his hands and pushing his hips slightly more. I hate choking, but right now, I am so turned on by him I don't mind. I allow the sight of him standing over me to get me off.

When I take him out of my mouth, I beg for him to be inside me and he moves quickly but softly.

I bend over the edge of the bed, pushing my ass in the air. He played with my pussy, making sure I was wet and ready for him. I pushed into his fingers letting him know I was.

I feel the head of his dick line up and slowly enter me. I push into him again, begging for more. He pounds into me, giving me every inch and so much more. With each stroke I scream in pleasure, matching his tempo and arching my back. He smacks my ass with one hand and reaches around to my clit with his other. He continues to push into me with deep and full strokes.

He flips me around on my back, pulling my hips down and spreading my legs. He takes both breasts in his hands and slams into me again. Every time I triy to wrap my legs around him, he told me to keep them apart. Spread out and open, just for him.

There is nothing romantic about this. Everything about this screams lust, desire and years of unresolved sexual tension. This is not for the light heart and will probably cause even more damage, but neither of us care.

The definition of friends doesn't exist here and I can't even comprehend what that is at this moment.

"Cum for me, Bella," he says through gritted teeth, closing his eyes and finally letting out his moan of relief as I scream out in pleasure, riding a wave of ecstasy I haven't felt in a long time.

I move my hips allowing his dick to touch every part of my pussy, savoring my frenzy. His hands feel hot on my skin, sending chills through my body and I watch as the goosebumps rise.

I feel at a loss when he pulls out of me, but it's only a split second before he positions me on top of. I ride him with all I have left, leaning into him and touching every part of his body I can reach. I forward, resting my lips on the sweet spot on his neck and using my other hand to lace my fingers in his hair.

"Cum for me," I beg in his ear, speeding up my hips and rocking into him harder.

I can feel him tense as he pushes into me. His thrusts are slow but deep. His muscles flex and glisten with sweat.

I could tell he was trying to hold off, savoring this moment because who knows what happens after this? But my body is tiring and unfortunately we still have somewhere else to be.

"Cum for me," I whisper in his ear again. I bite neck lightly, but it's enough to send him over the edge. I can feel him swelling inside me as his strokes quicken. He is breathless as he moves inside of me, finding his own release. I moan with him, motivating him to let go and digging my nails into his chest.

My now frizzy hair falls over my shoulders onto him as he takes his time to control his breathing.

Some time goes by and I forget he's still inside me before he slowly pulls me upward, making me feel empty again. He lays us on our sides, facing each other. He holds my waist, moving us closer before kissing my nose then diving his face in the crook of my neck. I smile because it tickles but it also calms me.

His fingers run up and down my shoulder as we lay together, staring at each other and sneaking small kisses here or there.

Our breathing finally slows and we are in sync. I push the unwelcome feeling that this is going to be so bad away. I don't want this moment to end on a bad note so I stay quiet and ignore any thoughts of worry because in the end, he is mine and I am his.

It has always been that way and I don't think I want to let him go again.

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Author's note: So how do you like the first lemon of the story? I know… friends… but have you ever tried to be friends with someone you're in love with? It's complicated and I will say, it will only get more complicated for this Bella and Edward. I hope you continue to read their journey! Leave a review and I will see you in the next chapter where the drama will continue!