*Esme's Point Of View*

WARNING: Lemon! NSFW/S. You've been warned.

"I have a memory. It's a bit risqué. Bur hilarious all the same," I said shyly. After all this isn't something one normally discusses in front of her children, even if the children are wild beasts.

"Oh do share Esme! Trust me," Alice crooned with a evil glint in her eye. I knew this could have dire consequence but I can't actually die so who cares? You only live life once and all that.

I took a deep breath and drifted back to that oh so interesting night.

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"Carlisle?" I called out, hoping he was home. I knew Edward was going hunting tonight and I had truly hoped Carlisle had decided to stay behind. Carlisle and I had been 'going out' for almost a year now, about as long as I'd been turned, but we had yet to really get far in that relationship. Stupid newborn desires.

Blood. That's all I've been craving for the last 14 months. But now, I have found new desires coming to the surface. New hungers. I want Carlisle, and I fully intend to seduce him tonight. Even if it kills me. Which I doubt it will. Hopefully…

"Yes Esme?" Carlisle asked as he appeared before me. He was wearing nothing but soft cotton pajama pants. His well defined chest shimmered in the soft candle light. Before I could register what my body was doing, my hand stretched out to caress his skin.

"Are you busy or do you think you would have time to go for a walk with me?" I asked, praying to every god I could think of he would say he would come. And maybe even without getting dressed. Personally I was wearing a small nightgown that didn't really fit with the times but to be honest, I knew they would be popular in the future. Carlisle's eyes raked over my body, drinking in my luscious curves, barely hidden beneath the thin satin and lace.

"I would love to go for a walk," Carlisle managed to say, his eyes finally resting on mine again. The hunger I saw in his black eyes told me I was going to win tonight. It was just a matter of time. Carlisle, always the gentlemen, would never pressure me into sex. But I, not a gentlemen, had no problem pressuring him. After all, I'd already lost my innocence.

"Would you like to change? Personally I'm not but you can if your uncomfortable," I said nonchalantly.

"I'm fine," Carlisle said as he took my hand in his. We walked out the door into the warm summer night. The frogs were croaking in tune with the crickets chirp, a gentle breeze ran through our hair, it was perfect. The stars twinkled down on us, giving me courage.

"How's work dear?" I asked him, wanting to hear his voice again. There was nothing more magical in this world than the sound of Carlisle voice. So sultry, seductive, calming, teasing, delicious. I could think of a hundred different words to describe the sound of his voice.

"Works good. I have a little girl that I'm operating on tomorrow. Hopefully I'll be able to do the surgery without any complications," Carlisle said quietly. "How are the renovations coming?"

"Great. The house will be perfect by the time we're ready to move. The designs are just about done and the major cosmetic construction is just about finished according to the company," I said idly. We came up to a small clearing, carpeted in lilac. I sank down amongst the flowers, Carlisle following my lead.

"I've been coming here while your at work," I whispered. "It's so peaceful."

Carlisle nodded his head in agreement, his fingers drawing soothing circles on my back. He could tell I was nervous, he just couldn't tell why. Of course he would never invade my privacy by asking. Sometimes I want to beat the gentlemanliness out of him, though it can be endearing at times. But days like today, it was just bloody annoying.

"Can we talk?" I asked, scared he would reject me once he found out what I wanted to talk about.

"Of course Esme," he answered promptly.

"Carlisle," I started. "I love you. More and more each and every day. I loved you from the first day I met you, when I broke my leg. Lately, new feelings have come to the surface. New wants. No, new needs. Kiss me Carlisle, please."

He looked taken aback for a moment before he leaned forward, his lips pressing softly against mine. The proverbial fireworks went off, lighting up the night sky. Looking up I was slightly shocked to see the fireworks weren't just proverbial, they were literal.

"Huh, is today some special occasion I don't know about?" I asked him, completely forgetting about my confession.

"I believe the circus is in town," Carlisle muttered absentmindedly. When I turned back to face him again his lips glued themselves to mine. My lips parted in a soft sigh as his tongue flashed out, caressing my mouth lovingly.

My hands wandered around his bare chest, exploring it thoroughly. I caressed each plane before moving my hands up his back. His hands started out on my shoulders, slowly traveling down my sides before resting on my hips, pressing me back into the floors, taking a dominate position. His body hovered over mine, his groin pressing on my leg. I could feel his hardness pressing against me like a titanium rod. I moaned deeply into his mouth. I wanted to rip is pants off but knew it wouldn't be wise to push his limits to far.

"Carlisle, could you…would you…make love to me?" I whispered against his lips.

"I thought you'd never ask," he whispered back, ripping my nightgown off. Good thing I wasn't particularly fond of that specific piece. He followed with his soft pants and I could suddenly feel every inch of his rock hard cock against me. I felt a monsoon between my legs, calling out to him.

He pressed me farther into the flowers, placing his swollen cock against my tight entrance. He pressed himself in slowly, knowing we may be made of stone but even stone needs time to adjust. After a few moments he began to pump in and out, quickening his pace with each stroke.

I found myself screaming out his name, finding a quick release. Within moments, Carlisle found his release too. He pulled out slowly, laying next to me, my head pressed against his chest, over his now still heart.

"You know, I loved you the moment I met you too. If it weren't for Edward being my voice of reason, I would have become a stalker. I wanted so bad to follow you, get to know you. That's why I changed you. I took your still beating heart in the morgue as a sign. Will you marry me, Esme?" Carlisle said, holding me close.

"I would walk through fire for you Carlisle, of course I'm marry you," I said, knowing if I could, I would cry. Today was defiantly the best day of my life.

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"Ewwww!" Renesmee shouted, running out of the room with her hands over her ears, Claire and Ashley following. We all broke out in amused laughter. Nessie was going to kill Alice for egging me on. God I love my family.

A/N: Don't kill me! Please. I beg of you. I've been going through hell this last month and have not had the time nor inspiration to write. I'm sorry. But I sat down tonight to play my new Harry Potter game on the computer and BAM! This just hit me. I always thought Carlisle and Esme didn't get enough face time. Besides, I've wanted to write a good lemon for a while now. Review. I promise I'll try to update as soon as possible but it might take another 2-3 weeks. I'm leaving for Wisconsin on the 30th and I won't be back until the 7th. I don't think I'll have much time to write while I'm up there since I'm visiting my dad & family for my sisters 10th birthday. Peace and love.