"Then I'm waiting for you.", she laid herself down on the table, face up.

"Don't be ashamed, Edward.", she closed her eyes, laying there, waiting, "There is no wrong if your mind needs you to do something. Just control it."

He found himself going to the curtains on the other side of the room, taking the red silk curtain ties from them, letting his jacket fall from his arms and onto the floor with a soft thud, and moving over towards her.

She didn't say anything more and he was glad. It made him feel even more disgusting when she was so lovingly giving this gift to him. He vowed to his mother not to hurt her, no matter how hard this would become. But Sammi was right. He would have to learn to be Master over this thing inside him, or he would always be its slave. And lots of innocent people would be killed at his hands.

Be brave, she told herself as she heard his footsteps coming slowly towards her. Wondering what he would do, she couldn't deny this was very naughty and thrilling.

Sex was something she knew she'd never get to experience in this lifetime, but maybe some light petting would be enough to tell her what it might feel like, in some small way. And she'd rather die now than to have some horny 16 year old boy grope her. With Edward, someone so wise and experienced, she felt safe in this. When Edward was himself, his touch was soft and gentle. Her heart knew he wouldn't hurt her. She hoped her heart was right.

Without a word, he curled his ice fingers around her right wrist, a silky loop of fabric weaving around it, closing securely but not pinching skin.

"Too tight?", he asked, her safety first in his mind.

"No.", she felt her body shiver on the cool hardness of the marble beneath her.

Her wrist moved up over her head as he secured the other end to the table leg. She was not uncomfortable at all as he moved to the other wrist.

"Still okay?", he asked sweetly. She felt her lips smile and she kept her eyes closed peacefully, saying, "Yes Edward."

How could he think of himself as an animal when he was so perfectly sensitive, she wondered.

The other wrist was now bound like the first and he moved towards the end of the table where her legs were dangling over the edge.

His fingers were upon her ankle as he tied that one to the table leg, still timid and worried with every knot he tied.

Finally, she was all set. It seemed like an eternity of stillness had gone by when she asked, "Edward?"

"Yes?" he answered, a couple feet away, sounding positively tortured.

"Can you put something over my eyes?", she made a small request.

"Why?" he sounded so nervous, thinking she was afraid to see his face.

She didn't know how to explain it without hurting his feelings. If she got a peek at his face, over her, she was afraid she would fall in love with him right then and there. That can't happen, she told herself. They were friends, nothing more. It couldn't be anything more. For both their sakes.

"Your eyes are too captivating for me.", she revealed.

"Oh I see." He gave a small chuckle. In seconds, she felt his warm scarf lay down upon her eyes. It smelled so wonderful, she couldn't place what that scent was but it was mysteriously enchanting her.

"Good?" he asked, sounding as if he were smiling.

"Good.", she replied, ready.

A long hard breath came from his lips and he said, "I don't think I can do this, Sammi."

"I'm going to get mad at you Edward.", she waited, then added, "This is as much for me as it is you, you know."

"What?"

"Maybe I'm being selfish, too, but, this might be the only chance I have to feel a man's hands…on me. I've only been examined by doctors, I never had anyone touch me that way. I dream about it sometimes. It's one of the things on my list.", she swallowed after she said this, hoping he wasn't scared away.

He gave in, he wouldn't fight her anymore. He could read her thoughts and understood. She thought he was experienced because of his age, Edward almost laughed. How wrong she was in that fact. He'd never even kissed a girl before. This girl was in for a big disappointment.

I need my music, he told himself, it might help him stay on the good path.

Shutting up, he went over to the stereo and switched on a CD he'd just started listening to.

The song was familiar to her as it played. Perfect. Take my breath away by Berlin. The first bars of the music was enough to pull her into the right mood.

"Watching every motion in my foolish lover's game.", the sexy female voice rose up into the tense air around them.

In a heavenly moment, she heard his breath close by and his hand finally made contact with her hair, letting her curls wrap softly around his cool fingers.

He knelt beside the table, watching the light shine off every curve of her ebony locks. For a long time, he just caressed every inch of those raven tresses, fascinated with its brilliance, moving some of their weight over the right side of her face, trailing his finger down the side of her hot cheek.

"Ohhh.", she breathed a moan, arching her back a bit, feeling his both hands slipping skillfully into her mane of hair, touching the scalp, exploring it sensually, then in one long motion, slowly moved the length of it up over the table, letting it stream out so he could see it better.

"On this endless ocean
Finally lovers know no shame."

The angel voice sang on , putting a sexual heat in the room. Maybe this song was not the best idea, Edward thought a little late to himself.

His hands were loving the feel of her satin hair, he couldn't wait anymore, she told him to do what came naturally, so he did. He leaned in, grabbing a handful into his fist and inhaling, letting his nose get lost in her lemony curls, citrus and oranges filling his lungs.

"Mmmm.", he hummed appreciatively, loving the way she smelled, never daring to get this close before. He couldn't pull himself away for a long time as they song played on.

"Turning and returning
To some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion
As you turn around and say

Take my breath away"

"Edward.", she whispered, her fingers uncurling in their silk bonds.

Open hands, smiling lips, Edward observed the girl before him, so far so good. He peeked into her mind and saw himself there, smiling at her in the woods, from earlier, the wind blowing his hair behind him.

His fingers softly lifted her chin up, his single finger slowly trailed down her throat, making a little circle onto the hollow of her skin at the bottom.

She felt his nose lightly skim down her flesh after where his finger had gone. He had wanted to kiss the spot at the bottom but stopped himself. Moving her face away from him to its side, he smelled the flesh near her earlobe, moving down towards the red zone, the jugular.

"Watching I keep waiting
Still anticipating love.", the singer kept knitting the web around them.

Tell me about it, Edward mentally replied to the song lyrics.

His breath came out suddenly, touching her neck. His hair was so soft against her skin she thought she'd cry out.

"Control it.", she whispered, knowing it was already hard for him by the sound of that breath.

He decided to turn his attention away from her throat and move it to her face, his light fingers moving over the scarf upon her blind eyes, then one finger traced down her little button nose, not stopping until it reached her pouting lips, tracing along the outside lines of her mouth as it slightly opened, and they curled together, kissing his finger with one glorious movement.

"Never hesitating
To become the fated ones
Turning and returning
To some secret place to hide."

Without thinking, he leaned in and placed a soft, deep kiss upon those lips, so incredibly soft and tender under his cold mouth and so hot to the touch. His lips felt like hot butter on hers, melting.

My first kiss, she thought in happiness as her heart took off inside her chest, God, it was fucking PERFECT! Not sleazy or too hard, not too rough. Oh please kiss me again Edward…

Edward had heard that loud and clear and his lips couldn't help but smile, glad she was pleased with his very first kiss too.

"God.", she whispered.

Another kiss found her cheekbone briefly and his hands moved to her shoulders, covered by a white t-shirt. He reached up and moved his hands down her arms that were raised over her head, making her giggle for a second.

"Cold.", she commented with a smile, still seeming to enjoy him.

"Watching in slow motion
As you turn to me and say

Take my breath away
Take my breath away."

"Warm.", he whispered, his palms moving down the sides of her waist, careful not to touch her breasts, bare beneath the cotton of her shirt, hearing her voice give a small laboured breath.

When Edward bought clothes for the women he'd rescue, he had thought of purchasing bras but it proved to be too difficult for him as the salesgirl at the store was asking him for cup sizes.

Her head was spinning in a whirl and for a second, she forgot where she was. She wondered if this was just his touch doing it, or if there was some vampire magic pulling her into the darkness.

His fists clutched the bottom of her shirt at her waist, his head bent slightly and rested on her flat stomach. Control, Edward told himself, relax, let go of the shirt. Be nice to our little friend before she gets mad at us.

He rested his head there for a minute, eyes closed. His fingers uncurled, letting the shirt go, then like eager claws they moved up a bit underneath the white cotton, slightly scratching along her rib cages.

"Uhhh.", she clenched her fists, giving the silk ropes a slight tug, not really wanting to escape. Her body was on fire, this was UNREAL!

Her mind went to a place then that Edward wasn't prepared for. She was picturing herself in her catholic school uniform, bent over her teacher's desk, getting a spanking with a ruler. Of course, Edward was the teacher doling out the discipline, wearing a suit, tie, and glasses too.

"Mr. Cullen, I'm sorry!", she begged in her vision, wearing two ponytails as he struck her naked ass again, leaving a long red mark there.

"You are a bad little girl with a dirty filthy little mind!", the Edward teacher in her vision responded cruelly, striking her again.

WOW!, Edward had to get out of her head immediately, it's always the quiet ones…

Her toes curled in their white ankle socks, hoping he wasn't going to touch her breasts, then she'd have to tell him to stop there…maybe.

But he didn't go any further than her ribs. Before she knew it, his fingers dug a little deeply into her rough denim legs. She almost thought his fingers were running along the buckle where her jeans snapped closed, but it was so fast and over that she couldn't be sure.

He was trying so hard to be good, she felt it, knowing he could be doing lots of things he wasn't allowing himself to do now.

"Through the hourglass I saw you
In time you slipped away
When the mirror crashed I called you
And turned to hear you say
If only for today
I am unafraid"

The words of the song were becoming about them now, and they both listened as much as possible, trying to focus on the music and not the feelings raging in each other.

Edward's mind was no cleaner than Sammi's , however, and he pictured himself in his own brain, tearing the shirt apart, revealing her young lovely body. He heard her scream in his vision as he yanked open the jeans with one hard tug, then tore the legs of the denim from her flesh. A flash later, in his dream, he was naked and taking her full force, scratching his fingernails across her breasts and lapping up the bloody lines, ignoring her shouts of STOP, shoving her torn up shirt down deep into her mouth, holding her lips closed with his icy hand.

"RRRRRRRRR", he growled, making himself stop dreaming it. Control it, he said to himself, stop it.

He knelt again at the end of the table where her legs were parted, in the center, his head leaning weakly on her knee, a hand smoothing up the other thigh.

Edward was becoming dizzy with lust, trying to remember this girl was only 16 years old, even though her thoughts were now ones of a grown woman, a very desiring woman.

Now she was in the swimming pool at her school, it looked like, and Edward was her swim team coach. She was totally nude in the water with him as he shoved her face down into the water, timing her with a stopwatch and yanking her head out. "That was so good, Sammi.", he approved, "One minute and 45 seconds. Good girl, come give your coach a big kiss." He yanked her face up to his and kissed her hard and deep, his tongue caressing hers. Then suddenly, he broke from her and said, "Try to go for 2 minutes this time." And shoved her head back under the water.

"Haunted by the notion
Somewhere there's a love in flames" the voice sang.

So many things he wanted to do but wouldn't, it was hurting him physically to stop himself. He wanted to taste her skin, to caress her breasts, to rip open her jeans and have her. The demon was waking up now, trying to get control of his hands.

Control yourself, he scolded himself., then he spoke to the demon residing in him, shouting at him internally, "Don't you DARE come near this girl, you sick FUCKING thing! I'll eat your kidneys! BACK OFF! NOW!"

"Awww", the demon cooed inside Edward's soul, "Are we in love now? We don't feel LOVE, we don't feel anything but THIS! This girl is nothing, nothing but a sweet little meal for us, COME ON EDWARD! Don't keep pretending you're human ! This is what we EAT, now STOP IT and take it !"

Unthinking again, he climbed upon the table, straddling her, leaning down and kissing her lips, opening his mouth and touching her tongue with his. She could feel his body harden against hers and she was trembling all over. This feeling was wild and hot and frightening. She wanted it and she didn't want it at the same time. What the hell was she doing?

"Edward.", she breathed harder, and her breath was like hot fire to his ice skin. He wanted more. He didn't care about anything else, screw this, he sneered internally, he would have her. He clutched her hair roughly in both hands, moving her face to his as he kissed her deeper, feeling her returning his kiss. She wanted him too.

"Turning and returning
To some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion

As you turn my way and say
Take my breath away
Take my breath away."

An uncaring animal now, Edward forgot himself for a moment and moved her head back hard by her hair, exposing the throat he so longed for. The ivory veins pulsed and the blood was zooming through them, a woman aroused produced the most delicious aroma.

Like a hungry tiger, he took a long lick up her throat, preparing it for his venom kiss. He opened his mouth and leaned in, about to penetrate that thin crush of flesh before getting to what was his. He would drink first a bit, then make love to her, then finish drinking the rest of her.

"LINE, EDWARD, LINE!", she yelled out, her fists clenched hard, turning her fingers a bit reddish in color.

Her little feet were kicking, not that it would do much to help her.

He doubted he could even speak now but her voice was piercing the blur of desire around them.

"RED !", she screamed, "Stop Edward, stop." she felt the edges of his teeth right on her skin, cool and wet from his tongue.

"Think of your parents.", she closed her eyes and tried anything she could to calm him, to bring her nice Edward back, "Think of your mother, she can see us now. Stop him, Edward, put a leash on that thing inside you, don't let it move you. Don't listen to it. YOU control what you do."

Shivering, she really thought at that moment she was going to die. She was ready but she didn't want Edward to cross that line. All she felt was failure, she did not know how to help him. She failed him was all she could think. In fact, she tempted him to kill even more. She would be his first innocent victim, that started it all. But she could not blame Edward. It wasn't his fault he was what he was, just like a panther or a wolf, it was part of him, this predator.

"Edward please don't.", she whimpered, bracing herself, "Stop yourself. Oh God, Edward I'm so sorry. I did this."

After a long few minutes in that exact position as if he were a statue about to bite her, he finally moved. It was her thoughts that reached him. Blaming herself for what he would do was just ridiculous. But once he saw how she was failing him, in her thoughts, he couldn't hurt her.

He backed away, holding his breath, and gave a deadly punch to the stereo, killing the song, pieces of machinery hitting the floor like glass splinters.

She let out a huge breath of relief, relaxing her body instantly.

He was pacing, a few feet away from her, silently, just breathing in an out, cleansing his lungs of her scent. This was good, he was finding a way to deal with this in a nonviolent way. Well, except for killing the stereo.

She smiled slightly, still not able to see him. He looked at her quickly, seeing she looked to be fine, not upset in the least…or scared. Weird.

The demon was cursing mad inside Edward's head, spilling profanities endlessly at his altar boy counterpart. But Edward ignored him, thinking instead about the girl.

I can't believe I stopped, he kept telling himself, secretly a little proud of his restraint.

Ten minutes had gone by until Sammi finally asked, "Are you still with me, Edward?"

"Yes I'm here.", he said with a deep tortured voice from the corner of the room, "I wouldn't leave you alone tied up that way."

"You did SO good Edward.", she said, proud of him too.

"Good?", he asked in utter disbelief, "I nearly—"

"But you didn't!", she smiled, not trying to struggle in her bonds, "You beat the monster. You didn't follow. You were strong. I'm so proud of you, and that was only your first try. The more you practice, the stronger you'll get."

"More practice?", he sounded appalled, "No, that's it. Done, finished, completed."

"You can't give up after less than one song length of time.", she grinned, "That's like studying for three minutes."

"Sammi," he came a couple steps closer, "I was so close to taking you, I REALLY really was! I didn't even THINK about it anymore."

"I didn't say you get an A plus on the first try.", she retorted, "But that was great for your first attempt."

"Aren't you upset at what I did?", he asked, confused.

"Not at all.", she replied, "Actually, I was quite enjoying it, until I felt the teeth."

"Oh my God.", he covered his mouth with his hands. The girl was insane.

"I'm not stupid, Edward, I know a little about sex.", she said, "I haven't done anything, but I've read things. I can see what some of my friends are talking about, it can get pretty HOT. A small part of me was thinking about letting you keep going."

"Jesus Christ.", Edward growled off in the corner, stunned.

"Your touch is so sweet, Edward.", her voice cooed sweetly to him, "I'm glad I didn't see your eyes during that, I would've fallen head over heels in love. I can't believe it, that you crawled up onto the table, and when you licked my neck I thought I would DIE."

"I thought so too.", Edward informed, seriously, his voice a little cold, still unable to get close to her, still pacing. She came so close to death it wasn't funny.

"And you know, by the way,", he said, genuinely flustered as he paced, "You weren't exactly helping with YOUR thoughts ! There are some REAL BAD GIRL THINGS going on in there !"

"Are you mad at me, Edward?", she asked sadly, "I never had those kind of thoughts before, I don't know where they came from…Did I do something wrong?"

He stopped pacing and gave a hard sigh, his hands on his hips.

"No Sammi.", he said tenderly, "You did nothing wrong, nothing. It's me. I ruin everything I touch."

"Well I guess that's true.", she smiled, "You've definitely ruined me for anyone else. Not that I would've ever had anyone else."

"I'm so sorry.", he stayed far from the table, "I have no control. I haven't ever been with anyone, you know what I'm saying?"

"Never?", she sounded shocked, still blindfolded and tied.

"Never."

God, a 100 year old virgin, she thought before she could stop herself.

"Hey!", Edward yelled suddenly, hearing that.

"Oh don't get all mad, I'm a virgin, too.", she informed.

"Stop using that word!", Edward pleaded, still pacing a bit.

"It's a perfectly acceptable word.", she argued, then stopped herself, trying a different road to get to him.

"Edward?", she called softly.

"Yes?"

"Thank you.", she said, smiling more.

"For what ?"

"The most beautiful first kiss ever.", she sounded dreamy, her eyes hidden under his scarf. Wow, she thought, I kissed a VAMPIRE and I liked it. I loved it!

"Thank you, too, Sammi.", he sounded closer to her now, smiling down upon her, "That was my first kiss, too."

Almost tingling, she sighed and then added, "Those other kisses after the first were pretty great, too. In a whole different way. I love that thing you did with your tongue."

"I'm getting the gag back for you now.", he walked away from her again, pacing, "Catholic school girls."

"Vampires.", she muttered back, grinning.

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