"Are you absolutely sure?" he asked against my lips. I nodded, carding my fingers through his coppery hair. Slowly he backed me up until my knees hit the edge of the bed, forcing me onto my back. Edward crawled on top of me, and I arched my back into him.
"SHIT!" he cried, flinging himself backwards onto the ground.
"What the HELL!?" I asked, pushing myself up onto my knees to look down at him. His head was cradled in his hands, and his shoulders were shaking.
"I can't do it, Bella, I can't. I love you to much to hurt you like that." He whispered. I slip off the bed and crawled to his side, wrapping my arms around his broad shoulders. He leaned into me, laying his head on my chest and wrapping his cold arms around my waist.
"But you didn't hurt me." I said, rocking back and forth with him.
Shaking his head slowly, he looked up at me. "But you don't realize how easy it could be for me to kill you. I could be so, so gentle, but I could still crush you without meaning to, or even realizing it." I stood up, brining my love with me, and went to lie down on the bed. I slid the two of us under the sheets, not stopping to even bother to take off our shoes.
"I don't think you could." I whispered, wrapping my arms around him and closing my eyes.