DISCLAIMER: Twilight is nor will ever be mine.

Please check a/n at bottom. Enjoy :)

I shifted uncomfortably in my bed, sensing that something was not right. Maybe it was my current position, which admittedly was becoming unbearable. My body started moving to the other side of the bed but only made it a few inches before it was blocked by something warm. My eyes flew open in surprise and alarm. I opened my mouth, prepared to let use a horrific scream when a hand settled firmly and gently against my mouth. I looked up to see Edward glancing down at me, his eyes glinting with amusement.

I narrowed my eyes as I began to struggle, trying to some distance between us. He thinks this is so fucking funny. Asshole.

He lifted his hand slowly from my mouth before trailing his fingers down my cheek. Angrily, I threw off my covers and scooted to the edge of the bed. "What the fuck Edward?" I hissed.

"Oh, I love it when you say fuck aloud." was all he said as he settled himself atop of my bed.

"How the hell did you get in here?"

He rolled his eyes, gesturing with a wave of his hand, towards my now open window. Damn it, I'd forgotten about Edwards preferred method of entering my bedroom. He had been doing it for so long now that I hardly gave it a thought.

"I should wake Charlie up so he can come and kick your ass."

"But you won't. I know you won't. Not if I say please."

I scoffed at that. Edward didn't know how to say please. It wasn't in his vocabulary.

"Please," he whispered, his dark eyes scorching, burning.

Damn those eyes. Damn my weakness with him.

I crossed my arms against my chest, suddenly realizing that I was only wearing a thin tank top and shorts. Edwards eyes zeroed in on my chest, growing dark with…lust.

I swallowed nervously before saying, "Edward, eyes are up here buddy."

He looked disappointed at the fact that he couldn't ogle at my chest any more. He let his gaze travel slowly upward until they connected with my own. The predatory stare he gave me was unnerving, causing me to take a small step backwards.

He saw the fear and uncertainty in my eyes and got slowly off my bed. He carefully walked towards me, keeping my gaze locked with his.

"Bella, love, what's wrong?" he asked softy, coming to stop only a few inches before me.

He gently cupped my cheek, his thumb rubbing gently against my skin.

"When you look at me like that, it's a little nerve wracking," I admitted, blushing profusely.

"You deserve to be looked at like that. You're so beautiful," he whispered.

"The blush in your cheeks only heightens your loveliness."

"Edward, you don't have to lie to me. I know what I look like. My mother constantly reminds every day. Besides, that isn't the main point right now. The fact is I'm worried about you. You've been acting different lately and not in a good way either."

"Different?" he stated flatly.

I sighed in exasperation. "Yes, different. You have been really mean to any boy who has tried to talk to me since Mike's party. Poor Eric only asked me to tutor him for math and you acted as if he was asking for my hand in marriage. I thought you were going to rip his head off."

"You know I don't like sharing Bella."

Sharing?! Did I look like some fucking toy to be fought over?

"Edward, for the last time, I'm not your property. I am not your girlfriend. We are friends."

He took a step forward causing me to step back. We continued this pattern until he had backed me against the wall. My heartbeat sped up and I felt warmth spread through out my body. Being near him like this, close and intimate, always unnerved me.

He placed his right palm flat against the wall behind me and bent his head towards mine. His warm breath fanned across my face as he whispered, "Why just be friends when, clearly, we could be more than that?"

He inched closer to me, causing my flush to connect with his hard body. The feel of his chest against my own was wreaking havoc with my insides.

"Your body obviously wants us to be more. I know mine does."

I didn't doubt him when he told me about his bodys preferences in this situation. I could feel his arousal against my stomach. I felt exhilarated yet embarrassed at what I did to him. In addition, he did not attempt at hiding my own traitorous bodys intentions. Damn him.

"It doesn't matter what either of our bodies want Edward. I don't want any part of it. I refuse to end up like the countless other nameless girls you use for six months then carelessly toss away."

I needed distance between us so I gently pushed him away from me. I looked at him, daring him to deny any part of what I had said. Edward wasn't the type of person to commit to a long relationship. He was more of an 'I'll fuck you for a while then discard you like some harshly abused toy' type person.

"Bella, I need you. You're the only one who…understands." Desperation flashed though his jade eyes. Desperation and…vulnerability.

My eyes softened as I brought my hand up to cradle his cheek in my palm. He closed his eyes and seemed to relax when I touched him. My heart ached for him and as much as I wanted to give in, I couldn't ignore the glaring statistics of his previous relationships.

"Bella, I want you to understand something right now. You are MINE. Only you. No one else."

He placed his left hand along the curve of my hip, squeezing the skin before pulling me closer. He lowered his head, brushing his lips lightly against my own. His warm vanilla scent permeated my senses, slowly lowering my defenses.

My heart beat accelerated as he placed his lips along my shoulder, tasting and biting skin. The hand on his cheek began making its way to curve invitingly against his neck, encouraging his exploration.

"Edward, I don't-"

In my ear he whispered, "You don't what? Want this? I think you do Bella."

He brought his lips back to mine and every sane thought I had left me when our lips touched. His lips were soft and persuasive, his tongue incessantly demanding entrance into my mouth. The instant our tongues met, he became more and more aggressive. The kiss exploded.

Both hands were now wrapped around my body and he shifted a leg between mine, causing my now hot core to throb painfully. I didn't want my body to react this way. It gave him too much…power. Whenever he wanted to get his way, all he would have to do is kiss me, be near me.

His hands reached down to cup my ass dragging me even closer to his heat. His lips caressed along the line of my jaw stopping at my earlobe. He grabbed the skin with his teeth, tugging gently, making me shiver.

"Bella. Mine." I heard him whisper in my ear.

I placed my hands in his bronze hair, tugging, demanding, and needing. I whimpered when his teeth bit my sensitive skin.

"Bella, let me make you mine. Please?"

His dark jade eyes burned and smoldered, his body heat trapping me, allowing no escape. I looked at him, noticing the intense way my fingers were wrapped in his tousled hair, his swollen lips and the way my body burned for him.

If I let this happen whose to say I won't walk away unscathed?

"Please," he said again, his eyes pleading.

I could not deny him, not now nor when we had been kids. I closed my eyes and said the only thing that was in my mind.

"Yes."

He pulled me close, burying his face in my hair, his hands running along my back. I held him close as I had done many times before. He pulled me with him, backing up until his knees hit the side of my bed. He turned our bodies then gently pushed me down on the bed. He began removing his clothing and I couldn't help but look at his body. He was lean, yet muscular. Beautiful.

My eyes strayed down to his boxers and I blushed when I eyed his erection, straining to break free. A low chuckle brought my gaze back up to eyes. I grimaced, hating that he caught me blatantly eyeing his package.

"Don't be embarrassed."

I looked at him, raising an eyebrow, letting him know that I didn't go about spending my day's just eyeing penises. Honestly.

He laughed again and said, "Okay never mind."

He climbed on top of my bed, stretching his long body out beside me. "You, Miss Swan, have entirely too much clothing on."

"Well Mr. Cullen, what are YOU going to do about it?"

I widened my eyes as I said this, my face burning hot. Where did THAT come from?

I glanced at Edward, who was gaping at me with wide eyes. Believe me buddy; I'm just as shocked as you are. He gathered his wits when his jade eyes darkened with barely controlled lust.

"Allow me to demonstrate exactly what I'm going to do about it. And, I'll start with this."

He reached for the hem of my tank top swiftly reaching up above my head to take it off. The cool air that hit my body instantly made my nipples pucker; a fact that didn't go unnoticed from Edward.

"Oh, damn Bella," he whispered as a palm slid up to cup my breast, lightly squeezing the rounded tip. I hissed in pleasure when he rubbed his thumb across my hardened peak.

He shifted, bringing his body up over mine, resting his weight on his forearms that were on either side of my face.

"You don't know how long I've waited for this. For you."

He lowered his head, his lips closing around my breast. I couldn't stop the moans emanating from my mouth as his teeth and tongue brought me to a fevered pitch. I ran my hands through his silky copper hair, needing him closer and closer.

One of his hands reached and began plucking at my other breast, causing my eyes to roll in the back of my head.

"Fuck, Edward,"

He stopped his ministrations on my breast only to tug at the waistband of my shorts. Last chance to say no.

Edward hesitated very briefly before pulling the cotton shorts down my legs. Along with my underwear too might I add. I blushed and looked away as he looked at my now naked body. I couldn't help but thinking that I was nowhere near as devastatingly gorgeous as Lauren Mallory or Jessica Stanley.

"Don't do that to yourself. You ARE beautiful. Beautiful, sexy, kind and good," he said fervently as he placed a gentle kiss against my lips.

"Please." was all I said.

"You are." he said vehemently. "I'll prove it to you."

His lips made their way down my stomach, sucking and pleasuring, until they reached the tight, brown curls between my legs. My face burned with equal parts of embarrassment and anticipation, knowing what was going to happen next. I'll admit it-my secret pleasure is reading those silly romance novels, infused with very graphic sex. Not that sex is the key factor when I buy it…well maybe a little. Those novels were very very detailed…

I shuddered in delight when I felt his lips along the inside of my thigh. The desperation of wanting his mouth on me was consuming me, drowning me. I needed more.

And more did I get. With one hand he parted my folds, and allowed his lips to lightly touch my clit. His tongue pierced and pleasured while his hands gently restrained me on the bed. His lips circled the tiny nub and my entire body thrummed with exquisite pleasure.

"Edward," I moaned, clutching my sheets in tight fists.

One of his hands came up to caress my breast doubling the intense amount of pleasure I was receiving. His fingers tugged and pinched while his mouth suckled and lapped. He brought me close to the edge before coming up to meet my heavy-lidded gaze.

"I want to be inside of you when I come," he whispered.

I glanced down, noticing that he still was wearing those black boxers. Shyly, I reached down to finger the band of cotton against his stomach. I heard him suck in a breath and looked back at him, startled.

"If you touch me, I'll lose my fucking mind," he explained simply as he took off his boxers.

The sight of him was…magnificent. His body was supple, hard, smooth. He was beautiful with his broad shoulders, narrow waist and his…rampant erection.

It was so big.

"Umm, Edward, how is-" I stopped, unable to look at him.

"Don't worry Bella. Everything will be perfect. You were made for me and vice versa."

He said this with a very serious, intense expression.

He got off the bed, reaching for his pants. He stuck a hand into one of his pockets producing a small, square package. He rolled it on before climbing back onto my bed.

He began raining tiny kisses along my neck as he placed himself between my legs.

I stiffened momentarily at the contact of him against my opening. "Don't be afraid. We belong together," he murmured as he slowly inched inside me.

It was a strange sensation having him enter me. I could feel my body stretching as it tried to accommodate his big size. I shifted my hips, trying to get comfortable, but stopped when I heard him groan. I looked at him, noticing how tightly shut his eyes were his body taut.

"Edward what's wrong?"

Maybe it was me, I thought in embarrassment. I was too inexperienced compared to him.

"I'm trying to go slow. I want this to be perfect. Stay still," he said through clenched teeth.

I stopped moving, wanting to help in any way I could. He continued to fill me but stopped abruptly. "Bella, this might hurt. I'm not sure how much though. I wish I could take the pain for you. All I can do is try to go as slowly as I can."

My eyes flashed to his in puzzlement. How did he know?

"Edward, how did you know I'm a…virgin?"

He flashed me a small smile and said, "Bella I'm with you every single fucking day. We are practically attached at the fucking hip. Don't you think I would have noticed if you were letting some other guy into your pants?"

I frowned at that. As much as I hated to admit it, he was right. He did keep a rather meticulous eye on me. Let us just say that the boys in Forks were not exactly knocking down my door for a date. If I did manage to snag a date, the poor boy had to suffer dating both Edward and me. Wherever I was, Edward was right behind with me. The relationships usually didn't last long.

"Edward, how bad will it be?" I whispered searching his eyes fearfully.

"I don't know Bella. It's different with every girl. I can only promise that I'll be as gentle as I can."

He placed his lips next to my ear and whispered, "I'm glad I'll be the first. You belong to me. I'll be the only one who enters your body. Understand Bella?"

I could only nod mutely as he buried his face in the crook of my neck, breathing in my scent. I tried to brace myself as best as I could for the pain.

"I'm sorry Bella," he murmured as his lips settled over my mouth.

Edward moaned into my mouth as he slowly buried himself deep within me. I whimpered against his mouth at the pain I felt as my body stretched for him. While it wasn't blinding pain, it still hurt like a bitch.

Edward waited, still inside of me, looking at me with worried eyes. "Bella does it still hurt?"

I shook my head and said, "Not anymore."

"Good," he replied resting his forehead against mine.

"Bella, I can't wait anymore. I'm going to make this good for you I promise. Wrap your legs around my waist."

I obliged him and felt something akin to disappointment as he started pulling out of my body. However, the disappointment was short lived as he swiftly started thrusting into me. In and out he went taking whatever pain I might have felt, replacing it with pleasure. I ran my hands along his back wanting him closer to me.

"Fuck Bella you feel so good."

I only responded by wrapping my legs tighter around him, eliciting a groan from Edward. He placed a hand between us and began furiously rubbing my clit with the pad of his thumb. The combined pleasure was consuming me and I opened my mouth saying Edwards name in shaky breaths.

He began pounding into me harder and faster, whipping me up into a frenzied state of delicious pleasure. My body tightened around him causing Edward to throw back his head.

I felt a warmth travel through my body and I closed my eyes, wanting to be swept away by the tides of pleasure.

"Fuck Edward, I'm-"

Stars exploded across my eyelids as my body shattered with passion. He laid his lips against mine, taking my scream into his mouth. His own orgasm was equally intense as he buried his face against my skin, into my pillow.

As I came back down from my orgasm high, I felt him place a kiss against my forehead as he exited out of me. I felt empty now.

I closed my eyes, suddenly feeling exhausted. Sex certainly took a lot out of a person.

Edward laid flat on his back beside me reaching for my waist so that I was close to him. I gently laid my head on top of his chest, against his heart. I listened to his almost steady pulse, loving the vanilla smell that pervaded my senses.

"Bella, love, you are mine now," he whispered fiercely as he kissed the top of my head.

Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.

A/N: So this...thing was going to be a part of a bigger story but for some reason ONLY this scene kept sneaking into my thoughts. So I thought, 'might as well write it.'

Originally, this was not going to end with the repeated (lame) mine bit. The other ending I envisioned was going to involve Bella waking up from this crazy intense(in my opinion) dream of having sexy fun time with E. If anyone wants that version, let me know and I'll add it or whatever.

Also, I tried to make it as real as possible but seeing as how I've never actually done any of this, I was kind of limited in the knowledge section.

And, please excuse any and all grammar problems. I made sure to use the lil spell check and grammar button but I'm still sure there are mistakes in there.

Please review, favorite or whatever. If there is any problem, please don't hesitate to tell me. But, before you do, make sure it's as kind as you can make it. After all, who appreciates hateful comments? I know I don't.