Sorry, not a school scene yet. But please, whoever read's this must be warned. If you aren't hip with sexual encounters, then maybe it would be best to skip this chapter. Edward and Bella don't have intercourse, but they do an alternative.

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Chapter 8- The Wants and Needs

Carlisle enrolled me in the 12th grade later that month. It was now September, only a day away from starting my first day at school. I was excited… and nervous at the same time. I knew I was strong enough to be around humans for eight hours; however, the idea of being around human blood everyday kind of frightened me.

Edward and I were lying on his long leather couch; his strong arms clung tightly around me holding me against him as my head rested on his hard chest. He was lying on his back, his head resting comfortably on mine.

"Would you like to go for a hunt? There is something I would like to show you," Edward whispered quietly in my ear.

I turned my head to place my chin on his chest, peering up at him through my lashes. "What would you like to show me?" I asked, teasingly.

"It's a surprise," he teased back.

We got up quickly and changed from a pair of sweat pants to a pair of cut-off shorts. Alice was very angry at me when I cut a brand new pair of jeans at the knee, thus making them into long shorts. 'You can't run around in tattered shorts in the rain! People are going to think you're some nut!' she had yelled at me. I supposed she was right, but then again, I loved to be able to walk freely in shorts. Surely she wouldn't mind visiting the mall to buy me some new jeans.

"What are you thinking about?" Edward's voice shook me from my thoughts.

"Hmm?"

"You were smiling."

I looked up to see Edward watching my expression, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.

"Nothing… just thinking."

"Bella, you have no idea how annoying it is, not being able to read your mind," Edward hummed as he placed a gentle kiss against my neck.

"No, I have no idea how annoying that must be. Especially when I can't ever read your mind," my voice trembled at his touch.

Edward moved his lips away from my neck to peer, from underneath his lashes, into my eyes.

"I was just thinking about my jeans and how angry Alice was when I cut them," I blurted out. What a push-over I am.

"Oh. Well, she won't mind taking another trip to the mall," Edward said.

"That's what I was thinking, and that's what really made me laugh."

Edward and I walked quietly out the front door and into the nearby trees. It was raining again like usual, when suddenly I realized I was wearing a white t-shirt with no bra.

"Wait!" I yelled, as I stopped in my tracks abruptly. "We have to go back."

"Why?" Edward asked confused.

I sat there, my arms crossed over my chest, searching for the right way to explain my little dilemma. Edward kept his eyes on me, again trying desperately to read my mind.

"Ok. Edward, I'm wearing a white t-shirt and I didn't put a bra on today."

I watched as Edward's eyes widened momentarily, and then relaxed.

"That's alright," Edward said with a wide grin. "I wouldn't mind accidently seeing your breasts through your wet t-shirt."

"As you wish," I said confidently as I quickened my pace to match his. I tried to seem nonchalant about the situation, but I kept my arms crossed in front of my chest anyway. "So, where are we going again?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

"I'll show you after we hunt," Edward said with a twinkle in his eye. "Shall we?"

We set off at a relaxed jog through the forest. After we were both properly full, Edward set his pace towards a different direction. One, we've never traveled before.

We ran in silence, and it was a few minutes before either one of us said anything.

"It was supposed to be sunny today," Edward mumbled beside me, "so the effect probably won't be quite the same. But still, I wanted you to see it anyway."

At that moment, Edward slowed his run until he was walking again. I mimicked his every action. And then, without warning, we both stepped through a couple of tall ferns and onto a large wide, round meadow. It was beautiful; a large clearing and the grass was covered in little wild flowers.

"It's… beautiful," I gasped.

"Even in the rain?"

I turned to see Edward peering at me through the wet hair that fell into his eyes.

"Even in the rain," I giggled.

I stood there for only a couple of seconds, when suddenly the rain stopped and a cloud moved from covering the sun. The grass seemed to light up into a pretty yellow-green, and the flowers seemed to glow in colors of pink, white, and blue. I looked at Edward, pure happiness engraved on my face, when I suddenly noticed we were put directly under the rays of the sun. The sun caused our granite skin to shine and sparkle, sending rainbows across the meadow and trees. The heat of the sun felt magnificent against my cold skin. I closed my eyes, standing in a trance as I tried to memorize the heat against my face.

"Bella?" Edward's voice called gently from beside me.

"Yes, Edward?" I opened my eyes to see Edward squinting at me from beneath the power of the sun.

"Lay down with me."

I watched as Edward moved to the middle of the meadow and slowly lay down on the beautiful glowing grown. His head and back were flat on the soggy bright green grass, and his legs were bent upright at the knee.

"What are we doing?" I asked as I lay myself down next to him. I felt my hair cling to my neck and arms. Our clothes were still soaked, and my body was visible through my silly, useless white shirt.

"I want to soak up as much sun as possible with you," he said, looking at me.

I can't explain the feeling Edward gives me every time he looks into my eyes. His smoldering gaze made my breath catch in my throat and I always felt as if there were little wings inside my tummy, flapping excitedly. Edward smiled at me before closing his eyes and turning his head to face back towards the warm sun. I followed his lead.

Suddenly, Edward slowly reached out his right hand and took hold of my left. He laced his fingers with mine, holding my hand secure in his. I felt nervous, but there was a longing in my gut. I wanted to reach over and kiss him, feel his lips against my own. If I was honest with myself, I'd admit I wanted to do more than just kiss Edward, but I didn't have any experience with being a seductress and I knew I would make a fool out of myself if I tried.

Slowly I turned my gaze to his face, once more. He was already looking at me; the same longing I felt was staring back at me through his eyes. Does he feel the same?

Edward began to move; he turned onto his right shoulder, and moved his left hand to up to cup my face. I couldn't breathe as I watched his eyes flicker from my eyes, to my lips, my chest, my lips, then back to my eyes. Slowly, Edward began to lean towards me, very slowly, probably to stall the moment.

Then, his lips were on mine, cold and hard, but gently pressing against me. I could help the want that took over me. My hands moved quickly; I laced my fingers in his hair and crushed my mouth to his. After a couple of seconds, we broke apart.

I hadn't noticed he was now hovering over me, his left leg between mine. My body felt tense from my nerves, but I didn't care. I wanted him to kiss me again. Edward slowly brushed the wet strands of hair away from my face and neck. I couldn't control myself; I grabbed him from behind his neck and crushed my lips to his once more, this time opening my mouth allowing his tongue to glide with my own. His cold body felt so good against mine, I couldn't help the moans that escaped my lips.

"Edward…" I whined against his lips as he began parting my knees with his hips. My stomach did a flip as the realization of what we were doing finally sank in, but there was no way I would back down now.

I hadn't realized how much I wanted Edward until he was pressing his groin against mine. I gasped. There was a fire between my thighs that was calling out to him. If only his hard length would feed my desires. His mouth moved from my lips to my neck. His hands were grasping at my breasts, needing them sending me into oblivion. Involuntarily, my hips began to jerk upwards seeking friction.

Edward suddenly pulled my shirt off over my head and his lips went straight to my breasts. I threw a fist up to my mouth to stifle my moans. I want him, I need him, now! The thought echoed in my head.

"Ugh! Edward!" I yelled into the empty, glowing meadow.

Edward gripped my waist and began a frantic rhythm with his hips, thrusting against me. I couldn't help but moan against his hard neck as I angled my hips so that his thrusts were hitting that same pleasurable spot every time. I reached one hand down to his lower back, gripping him closer to me as we moved our hips in tandem. If only my clothes weren't blocking the entrance into my body.

Then Edward kissed me, hard, while gripping the back of my head, forcing my mouth to open against his. All I could do was pant into his mouth how much I loved him, wanted him, needed him.

The contrast between the friction of our bodies and the strong pressure of his mouth made me gasp as a rush of heat overtook my body. My legs began to shake and I could no longer keep up with Edward's powerful rhythm. I just lifted my hips and pushed against him as hard as I could as my muscles seemed to contract, spreading waves of pleasure through me, as I came hard against his cold body. Not even a second after my climax, I felt Edward go rigid in my arms and luckily, I didn't miss the strained, muffled moan Edward let out against my bare shoulder.

My uncontrollable shaking lasted for a few seconds as my mind finally recovered. Strands of my wet hair were sticking to my forehead, but my body felt boneless, so I didn't attempt to brush the wet locks aside. I lay beneath Edward, panting as the rush of my first ever orgasm subsided.

"I've never done anything like this before," Edward said, sounding hoarse.

"Me either," I said as a smile spread across my face. My voice seemed to sound just as hoarse as his.

Edward smiled back at me as he brushed my wet hair away from my face and then he placed a lingering soft kiss against my forehead.

"We should get going," Edward commented after a moment.

As I replaced my wet shirt, I caught Edward starring at me.

"You're beautiful," he said as he kissed me gently on the lips.

"So are you," I whispered as I hooked my arms around his neck.

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