A/N: Well sorry about that delay! Summer travels and summer classes tend to do that to you, but thank you for sticking with this! I really had a hard time with this chapter, usually after the first couple chapters I hit a block, and have to go back to the drawing board. And I guess this one falls in that catergory! So, I'm moving a few things around and the next chapter should be up within the next we or so! :) Thank you so much for reading, I'm so glad you all enjoy it! Please read and review, I need to know I'm not completel destroying these characters before I continue!


Almost Forbidden Pleasures

By: TikiHawaiianPrincess


Chapter 3: Boundaries


"Bella," he breathed, I could feel the weight of his stare on me.

I tried hard not to think as I lifted my shirt above my head.

Suddenly, I became very aware that I was nearly half naked in front of Edward, something neither of us had allowed before, well, really more Edward hadn't allowed. I didn't want to him to react badly to this, even though I knew he loved me, for him to reject me would hurt more than I wanted to comprehend right now. I was shaken from my reverie when I felt a cold hand on my shoulder. He tugged gently on the scrap of fabric that rest there.

"Like this?" he whispered, as he began to slide down the fabric.

I could barely move, I had no idea that he would actually follow through with what he had started, well, at least for now. I tried to remain level headed, I knew it was a struggle for him, but I don't think he was feeling what I was feeling. I took a brief glance around. It was dark outside. Hadn't we just woken up? But I felt the cool touch move to my other shoulder, and all comprehensible thoughts went out the window.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" I whispered softly.

I heard a slight chuckle, "Bella, are you nearly naked right now?"

I nodded my head.

And then, almost in a primal growl, "Then I'm getting what I want."

And with that, I was scooped onto his lap, his iced fingers clenched on hips, I ran my fingers along his forearms, up to his biceps, I could see how strained they were. It must have taken a lot of power to not give into his instincts, his more dangerous instincts. My hands flew to the hem of his shirt, I toyed with it for what seemed like forever, Edward's hands still roaming my body, our lips still moving against one another.

Not having the courage to do more, to be braver, I gingerly slid my hands up his abdomen. His hands stopped and without warning, he was across the room, watching me from the other couch. Still breathing rapidly, I grabbed my shirt and put it on, my bra straps down by my elbows.

"Sorry," I heard him mutter.

"It's fine."

"No it's not, Bella. I shouldn't have… we shouldn't have," he stammered.

"Look, I get it."

He gripped the arm of the couch, "No, you don't."

I finally had the guts to look at him. How could I possibly not understand the situation? Was I not going through the exact same thing he was? It hurt me to have Edward, but then not have him at the same time. I wanted more than just stolen moments alone with him, more than just nights of promises. I wanted everything to be how I imagined. And then it came out.

"You're not going to bite me, are you?"

It seemed the words hadn't finished coming out of my mouth when Edward said, "You're not going to marry me."

The words stung more than I thought they would.

"See, you don't understand."

The tone in his voice is what sent everything to the edge, "Will you stop treating me like a child? I am eighteen years old! I am old enough to make my own choices. Why are you trying to stop something that will let us be together forever? Isn't that what you want?"

"Being a vampire isn't the life you would have chosen if you hadn't known me. Can you honestly say that it would have been?" He said.

I thought for a moment, and the answer was painfully obvious. It wasn't. If I had not met Edward, or any of the Cullens for that matter, I would have carried on with my normal, average, human life. I would have done everything in my life that Edward wished for me. Gone to my prom, graduated, celebrated every birthday, gone to college, get married, have children, the list was never-ending.

"But if I hadn't known you, I wouldn't have wanted to live forever, so that I could spend every minute I had with you," the words seemed childish and feeble.

"I told you, as long as you wanted me around, I would always be there," he said with gentleness in his voice.

I laughed, "I'm not going go through life to the point where you look like my son, grandson, or great grandson instead of the love of my life!"

He was finally silent.

I didn't know how to feel.

"That doesn't matter to me, all that matters is that I get to spend your life with you, that you picked me out of all the able bodied humans in the world."

I sighed, "Edward. It matters to me. If I am going to spend my life with you, it's going to be how I want it to be. I want to be a vampire. I agreed to marry you. Now please, don't go back on what you promised me."

I watched Edward walk towards me. He sat down right next to me on the couch.

"If you won't, Bella, I won't. We just have to watch our actions."

I tilted my head at him, "What do you mean?"

He smiled, "Well, it's very hard for me to keep my hands off of you. So obviously we're going to have to set up some boundaries."

I nodded weakly.

"So no more clothes coming off," he smiled.

I smiled back, "Of course."

Rules were always made to be broken. The adrenaline rush of bravery began to overtake me, and all my frustration and hurt from our argument began to melt away. Whatever this rush was coming from, I almost didn't want it to stop.

I leaned forward a little bit, and pressed my lips to his collarbone, "Is this off limits?"

He shook his head, "No I don't see how that should be a problem."

I moved my lips to his neck, "How about this?"

"That's fine," he said, I could feel a strain in his voice.

My hands flew to his waist, toying with the hemline, "Still okay?"

All I got in response then was a nod of the head, and I suddenly felt powerful. The adrenaline rush was fueled by this, and I couldn't will myself to stop. My bravery kept getting stronger and stronger. And, almost out of my control, my tongue darted out and teased his bottom lip.

"This is alright too?" I said softly.

And Edwards response was, "Screw it," before crushing his lips to mine.


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