Chapter 2

Bella's POV

We both stood still, I couldn't move an inch. What if I was hallucinating? If I was he wouldn't reject me. He'd want me. As I went to take a step forwards, he started walking backwards. Backwards to a double bed, until his knees hit it and he sat down.

It didn't look like he was going to make any attempt at stopping me entering. I was dreaming. I decided. There was no way that this was real. He wouldn't be here; he wouldn't be allowing me entrance into his room.

I finished my step and took three more until I swung the door closed behind me. Our eyes never left each other's as I continued to move forwards. I didn't want to get to close to him in case it disturbed some balance in time and my hallucination would end so I stopped half a meter from him.

His fingers reached out to me and gripped his shirt that was around me. In a second I was sitting on his lap with my knees bent on either side of his thighs. Hesitantly, I reached up and cupped his cheek, bringing my lips to his. At first we both tested each other out, our breathing was already laboured but that didn't stop him from pulling me closer and sucking my bottom lip into his mouth.

My core started burning and I placed myself over the slight bulge in his pants. This was the best hallucination ever and it would hurt so much more later but I would deal with it to have this. His chest vibrated and he moaned into my mouth as he gripped my hips, rolling them over him. It was my turn to moan this time. He pulled my shoes off my feet slowly before gripping my hips again. Holding me close, he turned me over and moved me up the bed until my head was resting over the pillows.

My fingers were shaking as I frantically tried to undo the buttons on my shirt. His cold fingers stopped mine and took over. I could feel my mind becoming fuzzy, I needed more oxygen. As soon as he'd undone the last button, his lips left mine and descended to my skin. I pulled in a large breath causing my chest to heave. His lips were on my collar bone, his fingers sliding up and down my sides. I never thought I'd be relieved that I was wearing matching underwear.

I bent my back right off the bed and let the shirt fall from my arms. At the same time he unhooked my bra and pulled it from me. I didn't have time to notice the warm night air as his fingers gingerly ghosted over my breasts. With his lips back on mine, his palms cupped my breasts and a long moan escaped my lips.

Sliding my fingers under his shirt, I felt his muscles tense. I hooked my fingers under his shirt and tugged it upwards. He sat up quickly and threw it across the room. I threw my fingers back into his hair, pulling his lips back to mine. He could have stopped me from kissing him, he didn't, in reality he would have. But this wasn't. I could do anything I liked and he would go along with it.

With this new revelation, I started to pull his head down. He tried to keep his lips on mine at first and then lowered his lips to my chest. At first his lips were carefully placed. He then scraped his teeth over my left nipple. I felt it pebble and tighten. I wanted him to do something; to make me feel amazing. Combing through his hair, I prompted him on.

He sucked and nibbled my breast thoroughly, making me moan over and over. He moved onto my right breast, his fingers pinching my nipple he'd just left. Every time he moaned, a new round of vibrations ran through me. My breathing had calmed but when his fingers traced the top of my pants, I flexed away from him and sucked a deep breath in. He didn't move his fingers but popped the button open.

Kissing up my chest, he slowly started to slide my pants down my legs. His lips pressed to mine gently before he pulled back. I opened my eyes for a brief moment to see him staring down at my body. The only bit of clothing left on me was some black underwear. In an instant his pants were gone and his lips were on mine again.

"You are beautiful."

His fingers ghosted from my feet to my thighs, his tongue dancing with mine. I slid my hands over his shoulders, holding him close to me. Lifting my legs, I wrapped them around his hips, my core over his straining bulge. We both moaned at the same time and clenched our fingers. His hands were gripping my hips again, pulling me down onto him.

"Please."

I looked up into his eyes, showing him what I wanted in one look. He simply nodded and sat up. Standing up above me, he had one leg on either side of me as he pushed his boxers down his legs. I kept my eyes fixed on him, not blinking. Even though this was just a hallucination or a dream, I couldn't believe that this was going to happen. He stepped out of his boxers and kicked them across the room.

Kneeling back on the bed, he took my hand in his and held it to his cheek. I heard a small ripping sound and looked down between us to see his finger rip the side of my underwear. After he pulled them from me, he too looked down between us. We both just lay there calming ourselves and preparing ourselves for what we were going to do. I hooked my finger under his chin and made him look me in the eyes.

Our lips joined together and his hands began to massage circles on the inside of my thighs. He used his own legs to hold mine open as he brought himself to me. I was ready for him and he must have seen that as he pushed deep inside me, breaking my barrier. Despite none of it being real it hurt. I could feel the moment he broke my virginity and wanted to cry. Three tears ran down my cheeks and he held still. His lips caressed mine until he leaned over me.

"I love you."

"I love you too my love."

Throwing one hand into his hair, his lips crashed to mine as he started rocking his hips into mine. As soon as the pain had completely gone he pulled all the way out of me and pushed back in smoothly. His fingers stroked the back of my thighs as I lifted my hips off the bed. He slid deep inside me, filling me with his presence.

I ran my hand round his stiff waist and tried to loosen him up by massaging his waist. It seemed to work as he bent his back and pressed his lips to my neck. He pushed deeper inside me and I felt the tension peak inside my core. I could feel him become harder inside me as he quickly brought his lips back to mine in time for me to fall over the edge.

The only sound in the room was my long lasting moan and his soft, smooth, sexy moan. He'd stopped moving in me as he squirted deep inside me. We were both calming down after everything when he pulled out of me. One cold arm scooped me up as he pulled the comforter out from underneath us.

I knew my time with him was running out and that was alright. The time I had with him was more than I could have dreamed for. It may have only been a hallucination but it was real enough for me.

He lay on his left side as he spread me out beside him. I became scared to touch him; scared that he'd disappear before my eyes. As he pulled the comforter over the both of us, his leg tangled with mine, opening my legs slightly. I didn't want to take my eyes off him; I wanted to memorise every inch of his face before he left me again.

With the comforter resting over our hips, he took my left breast into his hand. He palmed it so gently I could barely feel him moving it in circles. I wrapped my fingers through his hair and led his lips to mine. The slight vibration in his throat and the melody that circled through the air brought forward my attention to how tired I was. I didn't want to sleep. I didn't want him to go. There was nothing I could do to stop the darkness taking me.