A/N: So here it is, the steam I promised. Hope it delivers for now, and let me know what you thought!

"Would you like to come in for some coffee or something?"

There was a pause. "Are you sure?"

I nodded, excitedly.

"Yes, that'd be great." He smiled brilliantly and walked back to me.

I turned the knob and let him walk in first, following close behind him. I really must remember to thank Alice for spending the night at Jasper's tonight.

Chapter 6

I closed and locked the front door and turned around to find him staring at me, expectantly. He took a step closer, and I decided to speak up.

"The, uh, kitchen is in here," I said, dodging him slightly and sneaking past.

Breathe, Bella.

I flipped on the light and started going through the cabinets.

"Right, coffee. It looks like we have Folgers and Seattle's Best. I don't really drink it much but Alice does. She never buys decaf, though. I have some tea if you would prefer..."

I cut myself off as he came up behind me and put an arm around my waist. The other hand brushed my hair back off of my left shoulder.

No need to panic. Just keep breathing.

"Um, if you do want tea, I have a few different kinds..."

He brought his lips down to the newly exposed parts of my neck, dropping feather-light kisses. The sensation sent a tingling down to my toes.

"I...uh..." I was trying very hard to keep it together, but I couldn't for the life of me remember what I was talking about. Or even what my name was, for that matter.

"Yes, Bella?" He mumbled against my skin while continuing to place soft kisses. He was now down to my shoulder.

Bella, that's it! I'm Bella, and he is...driving me crazy. "Nevermind."

I turned around, lifted his face up, and crushed my lips to his. Once we were locked at the lips, I threw my arms over his shoulders. He leaned against me, pushing me further into the counter, as I tried to scramble my way up his body. He figured out what I was doing and grabbed me by the waist, placing me up on the counter for better access. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist, continuing to kiss him with everything I had. I ran my tongue slowly across his bottom lip. He gasped, then proceeded to attack the inside of my mouth. If he's this good with his tongue, I can only imagine how good he is with other parts of his anatomy.

He moved his hands up from where they rested on my waist, slightly grazing the skin under my t-shirt. I quivered at his touch and felt him smile under my lips.

Oh yeah? Two can play at that game, mister.

I moved my hands slowly down his chest, stopping at his waist. I lingered for a bit at his belt buckle, and rested my hands. I took a few seconds to mentally psych myself up for what I was about to do, and then started to untuck his shirt, slowly pulling it up. I managed to get it out without too much trouble, and I ran my fingertips across his naked waist. He shivered.

YES! I smirked at the understanding that I could affect him in the same way that he did me. He must have noticed because he growled in response, a terribly sexy noise. In turn, my hips got a mind of their own and thrust forward until we had maybe an inch of space between us. I could feel how much he wanted me and it only increased my desire to have him right now, if not sooner.

Both of us seemed to be lost in each other, frantically kissing and touching, and I realized that I'd have to breathe soon. We pulled away at the same time, out of breath and gasping. His heaving chest was turning me on even more. I looked up to see him trying to say something.

"Bella...you are unbelievably sexy."

I felt my face start to burn, and I looked down. He bent down slightly so that his eyes found mine. "You even blush sexy."

I gave a soft chuckle, and held my head up to look at him, slightly less embarrassed. He stepped back a few inches, but didn't drop his hands from my waist. His expression turned serious for a second.

"Look, if you want me to go, just say the word. I've had a great night tonight, but I don't expect anything more. It's entirely up to you and I'm fine with whatever you want."

"Edward."

"Yes, Bella?" He seemed almost nervous, and I found it adorable.

"Take me to my bedroom."

His eyes lit up, and that sexy smile returned. "As you wish."

I knew there was a very good possibility that I would end up hating myself in the morning, but right here, right now, my body was screaming out for his.

He picked me up and carried me to my bedroom after I pointed out which door it was, never letting go. We continued to kiss sweetly and more urgently. Once the door was opened and we were inside, Edward spun around with me still in his arms, and gently kicked it shut. The curtain on my window was open, and the only light in the room was from the streetlamp across the street from the house. He started to pace backwards towards my bed, and stopped when the back of his legs reached the mattress. He sat down, bringing me to a sitting position as well. I rearranged my legs on either side of him so that I was straddling his waist more comfortably. He moved his hands up my waist and under my shirt again, gently stroking my back. Deciding the shirt was definitely in the way, I hurriedly removed it. He initially looked surprised at my quick movements, but then the twinkle was back in his eyes again as he took me in. I was happy with the response, and decided to go ahead and remove my bra as well, but was stopped by his hands on mine.

"May I?"

"Sure," I blushed, but luckily he couldn't see that in the dark.

With one swift motion of his deft fingers, my clasp was free. He tenderly pushed the straps down off my shoulders and tossed the bra to the floor. He looked at me again, this time without anything covering my upper half, and then his eyes went up to mine. I recognized the twinkle again, but then saw something new in his gaze.

"Wow."

I smiled. Figuring it was only fair, I started to unbutton his shirt, slowly at first, but then a bit more frantic at the end, careful not to rip any buttons off. I had no idea how much it had cost him, but I'm sure it was probably at least a month's rent for me. Once all of the buttons were undone, I slid the shirt off. I ran my hands up his arms, over his broad shoulders, and back down his sculpted chest. I leaned back a little to take him in, and the blue light from the streetlamp cast a lovely glow on his bare chest.

"Wow," I repeated back at him, completely mesmerized by this perfect man in front of me.

He chuckled and leaned in to kiss me, and I was only too happy to oblige. I took full advantage and pressed my chest to his, reveling in the feel of his skin against mine. He broke our kiss and leaned down to trail kisses down my neck. He then reached up his hand to cup my left breast. I felt my nipples harden instantly, just from his close proximity. He lightly flicked my nipple with his thumb while massaging me with his fingers. My head instinctively flew back and a moan escaped my lips. My entire body was pulsing with a strange rhythm, and I felt the wetness already starting to pool between my thighs.

I couldn't stand it anymore and I arched my back, grinding myself into him. With a groan, Edward flipped me over on my back. He continued to lick and kiss down my neck, and then ran his tongue down to the valley between my breasts. I shuddered, and immediately the skin on my arms broke out in goosebumps.

"Are you cold?" He had noticed.

"N-no, I actually feel pretty hot right now."

"And then some," he said, before grabbing one of my nipples in his mouth. It was unexpected, and I cried out in ecstasy. He proceeded to lavish attention on one, then the other, licking and sucking until I thought I might implode.

"Edward, please..."

"What, Bella?" he said, in between kisses on my breasts. "What do you want?"

"I want you inside of me."

I couldn't believe that I blurted it out like that, but I didn't seem to have my filter on just then. I needed him inside of me.

"All in good time, my dear."

My patience was beginning to wear extremely thin. I was sure he'd never gone two years without having sex, but I was beyond ready to go. I groaned in response.

He chuckled. "Bella, please just be a little patient. I promise to make it worth your while."

Well, worth my while is good. I tried to rub my thighs together to help alleviate some of the tension down there, but it didn't ease up much.

"Here, let me help with that." He moved his hand down to the button on my jeans, undid it and slid the zipper down. He started to kiss down my chest, and began pulling my jeans off. I noticed that my feet were bare and tried to remember where I had flung off my slip-ons, but then realized that I really didn't give a damn. He crawled down to the end of the bed to remove them completely, and gave me a kiss on each foot. He then took hold of my ankle and kissed it, then my leg, and then my inner thigh. I was really starting to squirm at this point, and he gently but firmly placed his hands on my legs to hold me in place. I latched onto the bedspread underneath me to keep my hands busy, but the pressure was agonizing. I could appreciate foreplay as much as the next woman, but now was really not the time. I had to have him right now.

"Edward, please. It's been so long." I was able to say, through labored breathing.

He looked up at me and my pleading eyes and seemed to be debating the issue internally. He then let go of my hands and leaned back a bit to stand up next to the bed. I took that as the OK for me to proceed, and leaned up to unbutton him and slide his pants down. He must have already removed his shoes at some point as well, because I met no resistance. He kicked out of his tailor made trousers and stood before me. I looked at his face, his amazing chest, and then my eyes came to rest down at the boxer briefs he was wearing. They were dark grey, matching his suit. A realization hit me, and I giggled.

"What?" He said, smiling at me.

"I just realized we're both in just our underwear."

He looked down at me and laughed.

"So we are. I guess we'll have to fix that," his voice went all seductive and serious again, and I immediately got a shiver up my spine.

"I guess so," I replied.

"You first," he said, as he bent down in front of me. He kissed both of my knees, and reached up with his nimble fingers to slide my panties down my legs, tossing them onto the floor. I hadn't been completely naked in front of a man in so long that I suddenly felt self conscious. I focused on his chest and tried to breathe, to calm myself. I leaned back further on the bed and looked at him. He stood back up and looked down at me, all of me, with a strange look in his eyes. It looked like reverence, and the awkwardness fell away, leaving me feeling very sexy instead.

"Your turn," I said, leaning up to do my part. With a delicate, swift movement, I freed his erection. I think I expected to be satisfied at the size and magnificence of him, and I was not disappointed. So much so that I was rendered speechless.

He noticed me staring at him. "Well?" he said, as though asking my opinion about a new recipe he was trying out or something. Was he really questioning if I was pleased with the size of his dick?

I looked up at him and smiled, forcing myself not to make a thumbs up gesture, applaud, or do something else equally corny. He chuckled, and leaned back down to kiss me.

"Do you have something? For protection?" I pulled away from him and asked before he could lean in further and I wouldn't be able to think about anything else. I was on birth control already to regulate my cycle, but that wasn't the only thing you had to worry about these days.

"Yes, just a second," he said, and startled to rifle through the pockets of his pants on the floor. He found his wallet, opened it and removed a shiny wrapper. He tore the package open with his teeth and removed it, then looked down at me.

"Would you like to do the honors?" he asked, with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Uh, I honestly don't know that I remember how. You go ahead." That was mostly the truth, though I was still a little intimidated by the sizable penis in front of me.

He smirked and then slid it on while I watched. Wow. I backed up on the bed a little bit, slightly shocked at what stood before me.

"Bella, you okay?"

"Yeah, just...please...go slow. Okay?"

"Of course." He leaned down again to kiss me, and I put my hands on his shoulders to pull him back on top of me. We kissed for a bit more, and he put his head in the crook of my neck. He kissed me at the point where the neck meets the shoulder, and I trembled.

"I'll have to remember that spot." He said, kissing my neck and up to my ear.

"Mmhmm," was all I could get out.

"Are you ready for me, Bella?" His breath was hot against my neck and earlobe, and made me more willing for him than I already was. I reached down and wrapped my hand around him, guiding it to where I needed him most. He rubbed himself against my entrance, and I moaned and arched up into him. He slowly eased into me, and the sensation was astounding.

He started a slow rhythm and I kept the tempo, wrapping my arms around him and molding my body to his. The pace was measured and so very sensual, and I felt him with every nerve in my body. I could not believe how attuned my body was to his, and vice versa. We kissed slowly, and he reached his arms around my back, holding me closer as we made love. It may just have been sex to him, but he made it feel like love. He whispered my name once or twice in my ear, and my heart fluttered.

We continued to kiss and watch each other. His eyes looked down at me with such passion that I could not have looked away even if I wanted to. There seemed to be a lot going on in that look, but I noticed predominantly his concern for me; that he wanted to make sure I was enjoying this. I didn't remember ever having a man look at me like that before.

After several glorious minutes wrapped up in each other, I felt my climax coming on. My stomach tightened, along with my pelvic muscles. He felt it as well, and I could tell he was close. Slow and steady, I climbed my peak, my hands digging into his back to keep me anchored. It flooded over me, and I cried out in pleasure, shaking all over. He watched me, and soon after found his own release. He brought his head down to my neck and rested, both of us slightly winded.

After a couple of minutes of catching our breath, he rolled off of me and onto his back. He swiftly removed the condom and tossed it in the can by my bed, then turned on to his side. He put his hand on my waist and pulled me over on my right side to face him, running trails down my hip with his fingers. We stared into each other's eyes, neither of us saying a word. I heaved a happy sigh and he smiled, pulling me closer. I nuzzled my head into his chest and fell asleep peacefully with Edward's arms around me.