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He rolled back on top of me without allowing me to feel any of his weight. I dug my nails into his back, pulling him closer. I knew that if he were human, my nails would have made him bleed, but instead of making him bleed, it made a low growl erupt out of his chest.

"Bella…behave," He growled, trying to calm himself, his eyes smoldering with black fire.

"And what if I don't want to?" I teased, nibbling at his ear.

"Then I will have to take you home," He spoke with a cocky manner, pulling himself away from me.

"Too bad Charlie thinks that I'm shopping with Alice and your family is gone hunting. Now, all you can do is keep me hostage," I said as I patted the bedding beside me and stuck out my tongue at him. "Now get back over here!"

"Your wish, my command," he said in a low, attractive voice, his eyes beginning to smolder again.

His arms wrapped around me, and he began kissing me in a way that should be illegal. Too persuasive – it was duress, coercion. I tried to keep a clear head…and failed quickly and absolutely. I tugged at his belt buckle and this time, he did not object. I managed to undo the buckle without too much difficulty, and with one pull, I had his belt in my hand. He watched me with a curious look in his black, smoldering eyes. He brought his mouth to mine with an aggression that was not far from violence. I let go of the belt and began to unzip his zipper, blindly. He grabbed my hand, stopping me.

"Allow me." He whispered against my lips. His jeans were already halfway down his legs by the time I noticed. I helped him kick off his jeans while he played with my hair, his crooked grin playing on his lips. Once his pants were off, he started to kiss my neck in a way that made a tremor rock throughout my entire body.

"Bella, are you alright?" He asked in a cautious, caring tone.

"More than alright, Edward," I whispered into his ear, making his eyes transform into a dangerous color that was a mixture of onyx and fire.

"I'm glad to hear that, love. I love you. I want you. Right now." He whispered back just as quite, reaching for the zipper on my jeans.

"Allowme," I mocked his previous tone and starting squirming out of my jeans.

His hands were in my hair, his lips moving – but very seriously – against mine. My hands were gripping his arms, pulling myself tighter to him, my mouth glued to his and answering every unspoken question his asked. I had accomplished the task of getting my jeans off without looking too much like a caterpillar climbing out of its cocoon. But Edward wasn't paying attention to my legs; he had leaned back and was watching my expression, reading it. I don't know what he found in my expression, but it made him make a decision.

He cupped my breast in his suddenly freezing hand and brought his lips closer to my ear. To my surprise, when he spoke, his breathing was uneven. "Bella, I want you to know that you don't have to change anything about yourself just so that you can be with me. Changing you into what I am will be the most selfish act that I will ever commit, but I want to be with you forever much more than anything that this life has to offer me. Are you sure that you want to do this now, or have you changed your mind?"

"Edward, if I have forever with you, what's the point in waiting? I want you, and nothing else," I whispered into his neck.

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