Bella.

As a human, kissing Edward was probably the single most amazing experience in the world. I wasn't sure what part of me reacted so feverishly, but I found a strange passion ignite within me every time our lips touched. Though he was always careful, always cautious of our movements, he never failed to leave me breathless. The smallest amount of pressure from his icy lips onto mine always sent me into a frenzy. My heartbeat would begin to race, I'd grow dizzy and a heated surge of necessity would pulse loudly throughout my veins. It was easy to say that I never thought that kissing Edward was something that could get any better.

Oh boy, how wrong I was.

At first, he was confused. His lips remained frozen against my own, and I could almost taste the confusion and shock. But I was in no position to stop my assault. I pushed myself closer to him, my fingers fisting a soft handful of his glorious bronze locks. After a few more seconds, he was still unresponsive. I sighed against his lips, and stepped down from my tip-toe position, turning to pull away from him. I didn't meet his gaze, not wanting him to see the rejection that I'm sure heavily tainted my eyes at this moment. I gulped, before turning on my heel to exit the room.

My right hand was reaching for the golden doorknob, but I felt Edward's presence close to me. I turned my head to question this, when his hand caught mine. He closed the door quickly, and I heard the soft click of the lock. I squinted in confusion, and lifted my head to look at him. I almost jumped at the very small distance between our faces. I opened my mouth to take a small breath, but that was all it took. The distance closed.

Edward's lips were urgent against mine, growing harder with every second. His hand released mine, and he moved both towards my shoulders, where he shoved lightly. I felt myself being slammed against the door, but I didn't care. Melting against his mouth, I let myself go. My hands involuntarily moved up his chest, meeting around his neck where I grasped the cool, slick skin. He let out a soft growl as his kisses grew more hungry.

I still felt it, though. It was the barrier that I had grown so used to. He had set it up for himself when I was human, stopping himself before he was too far gone. He didn't want to take any chance in hurting me, and though I knew his primary concern was my safety, it was very aggravating. But now, it was simply unnecessary. He couldn't break me anymore. If anything, I'd have to be careful of my actions. I grunted loudly. I wasn't a fragile human anymore. This barrier was coming down. Indefinitely.

I parted my lips quickly, and he froze. I could hear my own husky, ragged breathing on instinct. Opening my eyes, I caught the stare of his topaz orbs. I was never good at intimacy, for intimacy wasn't something Edward and I shared a lot of. But I saw it. The raw passion that sugar-coated his golden eyes was there. It was screaming at me to continue, and I gladly obliged.

I caught his bottom lip between mine, and drew it in. I sucked on it gently, and closed my eyes in contentment when I felt his body shudder against mine. He froze again, and I feared that he would finally put a stop to this. My fears fell away when his strong fingers gripped my small waist tightly. He roughly yanked me closer to him, and I grinned against his mouth, releasing his bottom lip. I pulled away for a moment, and stared at him. A small, devious smile etched across his flawless features before he leaned it to meet me half-way. This time, this kiss was mutual. It was pure ecstasy.

Our lips moved in perfect synchronization. Though my heart ceased to beat, I wasn't mistaken to feel the sharp throbbing that ached against my chest. It tingled throughout my entire body, reaching to the very tips of my toes. I almost believed that nothing could feel so good, until he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I almost yelped in pleasure at the contact of his chilling tongue against mine, moving together for dominance. I could feel myself trembling at the intensity of our kiss, but I didn't mind it.

I guess he did, though.

Not breaking our kiss, my feet suddenly left the ground. I opened my eyes, prepared to protest, when I felt my back hit the soft cushions of the bed beneath me. I giggled against his mouth, and felt him smile. I opened my eyes once more, and saw him hovering above me. He was straddling me, one of his legs on each side of my body. I didn't mind it, but the physical desire for him ached throughout my body.

I reached up, moving my arms to lock them around his torso, and pulled him down. His body fell onto of mine with a thud, as he wasn't able to resist the strength I was inflicting. His eyes immediately widened, alert that he might've hurt me. I giggled once, and cleared away his worries with another heated kiss. Our tongues met once more, and I felt myself growing dizzy.

This continued for a few minutes. I wasn't sure when he had freed his arms from my grasp, but I gasped when I felt his hands move to my stomach. Still moving his mouth quietly against mine, his fingers reached under the hem of my t-shirt, brushing against the exposed skin of my stomach. I couldn't stifle the traitor moan that escaped my throat as I pulled him closer to me.

His hand crept painfully slow up my side, reaching just below my breasts. I tensed, waiting for him to move closer. He continued to massage the cool, sensitive skin of my stomach, disappointing me. I could feel the hesitation in his gestures, and I decided to take control. I pushed him off of me for a second, before gracefully flipping us over, allowing me to hover above him. I quickly reached for the buttons of his shirt. His hands returned to my hips, and he expertly stroked the skin that was left exposed earlier from his movements. I was growing entirely too needy to care anymore. Instead of unfastening the buttons, I hurriedly ripped them off, pulling the shirt open and off of his shoulders.

I couldn't help but marvel at his beauty. I had seen him shirtless plenty of times, but with my new sight, it was incredible. I was left breathless, speechless and completely amazed by his body. I leaned down, and pressed my cool lips against the hollow of his throat, moving down as my kisses grew deep. When my lips touched the skin next to his belly-button, he gasped, arching his back. His hands gripped my shoulders, and he yanked me up to his level, crushing his lips to mine.

I suddenly couldn't take it anymore. I hadn't ever done this before, but I knew exactly what my body was asking for. I knew exactly what it was aching for, what it wanted more than anything. Pulling away from Edward, I grabbed the bottom of my t-shirt, and ripped it over my head, leaving me in my black satin bra. Edward's eyes were wide, but lustful as he moved forward. I saw his lips moving, trying to form sentences, but I quickly silenced him with my lips.

He was just as eager as I was, his fingertips leaving a hot tingling trail of pleasure as they danced across my ribs. If possible, the kiss was growing more heated, more pressured by the second. My hand reached down, and I fumbled for the button of my blue jeans. He froze, all-too familiar for my liking. I continued to kiss him, waiting for him to regain himself and return my affection.

"Bella," he muttered against my lips, moving his head so I caught a mouthful of his jaw instead. I sighed, and pulled my fingers away from the zipper of my pants. I moved my head up to catch his gaze. He was concentrated on the window across the room, where I could see faint sunlight beginning to drape across the closed curtains. I frowned.

"What is it? I thought you wanted this," I murmured. He snapped his head in my direction, his eyes hard and tense.

"I do. Believe me, I want this very much. But I think it'd be more appropriate for us to wait." He caught the sight of my crestfallen face, and immediately opened his mouth once more. "Until we're completely fixed, Bella. We don't know if this will help us, and I will not take any risks. I cannot stand being away from you anymore," he whispered, lowering his face to mine. I gulped, and nodded.

Though I was extremely disappointed, I was glad he had stopped us. I knew this wasn't right, no matter how much I wanted it or not. I had believed that this was a healthy way for us to release our problems, but if I were smart, I'd release just how stupid that idea was. We both clearly still had some problems to work through, and though they were getting better, they were still there. I wanted my first time with Edward to be out of love and passion, not sadness and regret. I'm just relieved he had stopped us. I had increased strength as a newborn, however, I most definitely did not have the strength to stop that.

"I understand, and I agree with you."

He gave me a small smile, and nodded. He leaned down, and pressed a small kiss to my lips. It was quick, chaste and last only a few seconds, but the meaning of it was very clear. You're going to be okay. I smiled up at him, before he hopped off of the bed. He retrieved the shirt from the floor, prepared to slip it back on, but taking a glance at the buttons strewn across the floor, he chuckled.

"Have fun explaining that to Alice. She's going to kill you for ruining this shirt," he announced, giving me a hearty laugh. I couldn't help but grin. He crossed the room, to his dresser by the window. He drew the shades, and I sighed at the sight of the forest kissed by the sunlight. I turned my eyes, and watched his bare shoulders move as he rummaged through his dresser for another shirt. The sunlight was slowly creeping further into the room, when it reached Edward.

His skin lit up, glowing intensely under the hot sunlight. I gasped loudly, rising to my feet. As a human, it looked as if small diamonds were implanted into his skin. But now, seeing him as he really was, I couldn't comprehend how gorgeous he really was. The once diamonds were now flickers of shimmering glitter, moving perfectly against his skin as he continued to look for a shirt. I continued to stare for a few seconds, until he turned around to face me, a fresh shirt in his hand. He opened his mouth to speak, but once he saw my astounded stare, he stopped.

He watched as I strided to where he stood. I take a breath, before stepping into the sunlight with him. It was his turn to gasp. I looked down at myself. I hadn't put my t-shirt back on, but for this, I was glad. I gulped, taking a deep breath as I studied my own glittering skin. It shimmered as I moved my arm, catching my eye everywhere. A paler, sparkly hand reached over and tipped my chin up. It wasn't until now that I realized Edward had moved closer to me.

"There are absolutely no words to describe your beauty," he muttered, his voice husky and hushed. The corner of my lips tugged into a small smile as I stared up at his topaz eyes. Even those seemed to sparkle.

His free hand moved around my waist, locking me in place. The hand on my chin moved downward, trailing across my chest, breasts, and down to my bare stomach. I closed my eyes before they rolled back into my head from the feeling. I lowered my head, opening my eyes. I watched silently as his twinkling fingers caressed the skin of my stomach. He was tracing circles, watching as the gleaming increased against my own sparkling skin every time he moved his finger.

I felt his eyes on the top of my head, and looked up to meet them. His stare was one that I would've never been able to fully appreciate as a human. He spoke a million words with his golden eyes, yet only trying to let me know one thing. He loves me. The adoration and enchantment that coated them was screaming at me, trying to make me understand a fraction of how much I mean to him. I returned the same look, hoping I gave him the same kind of reaction.

He smiled softly, his lips pressed together. My head was spinning with delight. Edward really was the only way I could be happy. I was getting by without him, but barely. I was existing, taking up space, but I wasn't living in the least. If he hadn't of returned, I wouldn't feel like this right now. It was utterly insane how much happiness one could hold in their body, but I felt as if I were about to burst. It really was inhumane how much I loved him, but I guess that's kind of appropriate.

And right now, as we stand holding each other, twinkling skin touching, nothing else mattered. I knew everything that had happened between us wasn't important at the moment. I knew that we would get past this, and I would soon be able to feel this kind of happiness every second, of every day. The obstacles, such as our differences and Victoria were minimal compared to a eternity of feeling like this. I would do anything for this. Anything for him.

His hand was at my chin again, pulling it up. I didn't have enough time to look at him before his lips were soft against mine. This kiss was different from the other ones. it wasn't hard, hungry and eager. He was delicate, brushing his mouth against mine with the smallest pressure. I didn't deepen it. Feeling like this was enough for me right now.

When he pulled away, he grinned at me.

And despite the fact that I had a psychotic revengeful vampire plotting to kill me, I felt safe. For the first time in a very long time, I felt safe.

And damn, it felt good.

Sorry, it's kind of short. I skipped Edward's POV this chapter. I thought it was enough in just Bella's, but I might write it as a bonus chapter in his POV later on. And don't think this means a happy, cheery relationship! Sure, it's fixing itself but I am not done with the drama. Haha. For those of you who are interested, I posted the link to my website with pictures from these stories on it. It's my homepage link. So far I only have Bella's Cullen crest, but I think that's all there really is to be included right now. Anyway, please, please review! I have a lot of alerts, favorites and views for this but not nearly as many reviews. Let me know what you think!