A/N: To all those who have added this story to their alert lists, thank you! I'd really appreciate some feedback from you as to how you think the story is progressing so far!

Well, here we are with Bella and Edward, about to get all lemony. This is my first lemon, so hopefully it's not too cringeworthy!

Chapter 5

The cab dropped us off outside my apartment building and Edward threw some money over the seat, not waiting for change. He slid out and held out his hand to help me up, then we practically ran into the building. I hit the button for the lift and it mercifully dinged almost immediately. Once inside, I hit the button for 9…and then he pounced. He pushed me up against the wall, pinning both of my hands above my head with one of his, and kissed me like there was no tomorrow. He moved his mouth to my ear and growled, "I want you Bella. I want to feel your body move with mine, I want to hear you moan my name, and I want to feel your body under mine as I make you come like no man has ever made you come before."

Well, he got the second part of his wish right then and there. I moaned his name out loud as the lift doors opened on my floor. We stumbled out of the lift and down the hallway, and I fumbled with the lock for what seemed like forever because I couldn't concentrate due to the way the gorgeous man I loathed a few hours ago was touching me. We finally crashed through and I quickly locked the door behind me, dropping my keys and purse onto the hall stand beside the door.

I turned, expecting to find Edward standing behind me, only to find him sitting on the couch taking off his Docs.

"And what, exactly, are you doing all the way over there?" I asked as I moved over to him. He removed his second shoe just as I reached him, so I straddled his lap and started running my fingers through his hair.

"Bella, wait," he said softly. I froze as he looked up at me with a conflicted expression on his face. "I want this…I want you…I just don't know if I can do this, knowing my sister is going to be coming through that door at some point tonight. I'm so…"

I cut him off with a soft kiss. "Edward, stop worrying," I murmured as I kissed from his chin up to his temple. "Alice is spending tonight at Jasper's – we have the place to ourselves." I moved off his lap and removed my boots, then stood and extended my hand to him. He smiled at me as he took it, and I led the way to my bedroom.

As we approached the door, I started to panic. I couldn't remember what state my room was in. I'm normally a pretty tidy person, but after so many nights working and days sleeping, I wasn't sure if I'd left dirty laundry lying around, or even if the bed was made. I opened the door and went to flip on the light, but Edward caught my hand and murmured, "The moonlight is better." I'd totally forgotten that my blinds were still open, and he was right – the moonlight was flooding in and the room looked almost magical.

I took one more step so I was in the room and heard him gently close the door. I turned around to face him and he took me gently in his arms and started kissing me softly. I ran my hands over his forearms and let them rest in the crook of both of his elbows for a moment, before moving them the rest of the way up his arms to wrap around his neck. I pulled myself closer to him and was surprised to find how…hard he was already.

"God Bella, you're killing me," he moaned as he broke our kiss, moving me further across the room towards the bed. I threaded the fingers of my right hand in his hair and pulled him down for another kiss, but he moved slightly to my left and started kissing my neck again. His hands left my waist and slid slowly up my back to untie the halter top from around my neck, then his fingers moved slowly over the bare skin on my back to loosen the zipper. He traced lazy circles down my spine as he slid the zip down. I groaned in pleasure at his touch and subconsciously ground my hips into his.

His breath caught in his throat as he pulled back and stared into my eyes – the smouldering look was back and I felt a thrill of expectation spread from the base of my spine all over my body. I slid my hands from his hair and neck and started undoing the buttons on his shirt. Once I was half way down, I leaned in and started placing delicate kisses on the flesh that was exposed. I slowly moved my mouth down as my hands moved lower, then I kissed up the centre of his chest as I undid the last button and moved my hands up to push the shirt off his shoulders. I continued my kisses from one shoulder across to the other, occasionally darting my tongue out to taste him some more, making him hiss out loud at the sensation. His shirt fell soundlessly to the floor, the room silent except for our heavy breathing.

"Bella…" he whispered in my ear, biting my earlobe gently as he started steering us to the end of my bed. He leaned in and captured my lips in a searing kiss, pushing his body into mine, making us collapse on my bed. He caught his weight with one hand so he didn't crush me, while holding my body to his firmly with the other.

My head fell back as his lips starting trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses from the base of my throat to the valley between my breasts. I grabbed two fistfuls of his hair as I moaned out loud when his mouth made contact with my right breast through the thin fabric of my bra. He shifted his position to move us further up the bed and I instinctively ground my hips up into him, grazing his erection in the process, making him groan deep in his chest.

"You're going to fucking kill me," he groaned, looking up at me with those dark, dark green eyes.

"What fun would that be?" I purred back, grinding into him again. Edward crushed me into the mattress then, letting his full weight fall on me. Our half-clothed bodies started moving in sync, eliciting moans from both of us. He took my bottom lip in between his and kissed me hungrily again, sliding his right hand around behind me to unclasp my midnight blue bra…something that would normally stayed hidden in my underwear draw.

"Fuck Bella," he moaned, "you're more fucking perfect than I thought." He slowly kissed his way down the middle of my chest again, before gently taking my left nipple in his mouth. I don't know what you'd call the sound that came from me after that – a cross between a moan and a whimper. It only spurred him on – his hand came up to play with my other breast, gently kneading and teasing.

Somewhere in all the pleasure I was feeling, I found enough control of my body to move my hand down between us and start undoing his jeans. The button was easy enough, but the zip was a whole other story. Between the tequila and the lust, I was struggling to even remember my whole name, let alone figure out how to unzip a pair of jeans belonging to an incredibly hard male while he was grinding his hips into mine.

"Fuck it Edward!" I exclaimed in frustration. "Stop making me feel like that just for one second so I can get your fucking pants off!"

The grinding stopped almost immediately and I managed to get the zip undone. I hooked my thumbs over the waistband and then realised I had absolutely no way to get them off him, unless…

Reading my thoughts, Edward held me to him tightly and rolled us over so I was straddling him. I slowly slid my body down his, keeping as much skin-to skin contact as I could. I slid his jeans down, letting my hands run down his muscular legs and then back up once the offending pants were finally pooled on the floor at the end of my bed. I couldn't help but tease a little, blowing warm air over his erection through the tight black boxer briefs that were the only thing left on him. I wriggled back up his body, making sure to grind into him as much as possible. If I thought his laugh was wonderful, the groans he was emitting were breathtaking – literally. I must have been moving too slowly though, because Edward grabbed hold of my upper arms and pulled me back up to him, kissing me hard before rolling us over again and moving between my legs to remove my pants. He made it seem so much easier than it was for me…but I wasn't really concentrating that much once I felt his strong hands on my bare thighs.

I was concentrating even less when I felt him teasing me in much the same way I had teased him only minutes earlier – by blowing gently through my already wet boy shorts directly onto my hot centre. It took all of my self control not to buck my hips towards him. Instead, I slowly and unsteadily slid myself away from him and into a sitting position. He looked at me, almost crestfallen, until I stood up next to the bed and shed my last scrap of clothing.

"Now," I smirked at him, "what was it that you said you wanted?" He caught on pretty quickly to where I was headed, standing and removing his own underwear. My breath caught in my throat to see him like that…he was flawless.

I think I stopped breathing altogether when he pressed himself against me and murmured in my ear, "I want you to be moving with me, I want you to be moaning my name, and I want to feel you as I make you come like no man has ever made you come before."

That was the end of my self control. I ground my hips into him and backed us up towards the bed. I wriggled free of his grasp and slid into the centre of my bed, and having no idea where my confidence came from, lay back, stretched and whispered, "Top drawer…get…dressed…and make it quick."

Edward stood there stunned for all of half a second, then moved quickly to my bedside table. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as I heard the drawer open, a quick rustling of my crap as he found what he was looking for, and then he was laying over me, supporting himself with one hand while he stroked my face with the other.

"Are you sure, Bella? Are you ready?" he asked. I pulled his head down to mine and kissed the hell out of him, only stopping when he pulled back slightly to whisper, "I take that as a yes," against my lips before slowly sliding himself into me.

I couldn't stop the moan that fell from my lips at the feeling…it was pure bliss. Once he was all the way in he stilled, his head dropping to my shoulder.

"Fuck Bella," he moaned," you're so fucking warm and tight." That only made me moan more.

After what felt like an eternity, he started moving…slowly out, slowly in, slowly building friction until I thought I was going to spontaneously combust. My hips rocked in time with his, occasionally pressing harder as I tried to get him to speed up. Every time I pressed harder, my name would fall from his lips, only encouraging me further.

I moved my mouth close to his ear, and whispered, "Harder Edward…faster. You said you wanted to feel us moving together…let's see how well we move together." I slowly snaked my tongue out and ran it around the shell of his ear...and the reaction was perfect. He drove into me harder then, still slowly building up his pace, but with more definite strokes. Then he shifted slightly, and it was a whole other world.

"Oh God!" I cried out, my legs wrapping themselves around his body, pulling him further into me. "Don't stop! Hell Edward, for the love of all that's…"

My sentence was abruptly stopped by his swollen lips crashing down on mine. I continued to whimper into his mouth, and I could feel the groans rumbling from deep inside his chest. He broke our kiss after what seemed like forever, and his thrusts seemed to reach a new intensity. I moaned his name over and over, not because he'd said it was what he wanted, but his name was the only word in my mind right now. I felt myself getting closer and closer, and opened my eyes to see a look of total desire on his face. "Come for me Bella," he growled at me. "Don't hold back."

And I didn't. His words added that last magic ingredient, and I felt myself lose the last shred of control I had as the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced ripped through my body. I was vaguely aware of Edward groaning into my neck, and with one last thrust I felt a shiver run down his entire body. With one final groan, he let his body relax on top of mine. I slowly ran my fingertips up and down his broad, muscular back until we both had our breathing and heart rates under control.

He slowly moved off me and reached over to grab a couple of tissues, turning his back and discreetly cleaning himself up. I pulled the sheet up and laid back with my eyes closed, feeling slightly self-conscious but also wanting to give him some privacy. After a couple of minutes I felt him slide into the bed next to me, and he reached out to draw me closer to his body. I snuggled into his chest and took a deep breath. There was so much I wanted to say, to ask – but the time just wasn't right.

I felt him gently kiss the top of my head, then he whispered, "Goodnight, beautiful Bella."

I blushed at his words, smiled into his chest, and whispered back, "Goodnight Edward."