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I Love My Best Friend

Edward loves Bella, but he's the 'best friend.' Will he ever get over his insecurities that he feels about telling her how much he loves her?
Or will he just be the best friend for the rest of his life?
Rated for later chapters, and Cannon pairings later on.
EXB fic. AH very OOC.

I think I'll try this. Tell me what you think. Disclaimer: I don't own anything of the twilight universe.

7. Chapter 7

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Edward closed the door behind him, grabbed me by the waist, and kissed me.

My back hit the wall in the hallway, and we stumbled into his room. Somehow, my foot got tangled in between his, and I brought us both tumbling down on a desk chair.

I thought I heard something crack, but I couldn't be sure. I was preoccupied with a man who was aroused, and sucking on my neck right now. He pulled my shirt up and off. I blushed, and he caught my lips in his for a sweet, yet passionate kiss. He picked me up off of the desk chair, and gently tossed me onto the bed.

I giggled for some reason, and he jumped on the bed and landed on his knees. What couldn't he do? His leg swung around me as he crawled up my body, and captured my lips with my own. He had unbuttoned his shirt, and now it was my duty to slip it off of him, and cop a feel. I pushed the silky material off his shoulders, and my hands slid across the vast plane that was his chest. He was so god-like in every way. And I loved it. He began to suck on my neck. I moaned, and my back arched. He took the opportunity to slip my bra off, and attach his hands to my breasts. What was it with guys and brea-Oh, God that felt so damn good.

He raised his head from my neck to meet my eyes, and he smirked. “Do you want me to do that again?” He moved his palm from my breast, and I brought it back down. “Yes,” I moaned, and he went back to work. Never in my life had I experienced something like this that was so amazing, so sexy, and so pleasing. And we hadn't even taken our pants off yet.

His hands moved down to my pants, and he pulled the zipper down and unbuttoned the button. I didn't realize that the whole time, his touch was igniting my senses. It felt like sparks were flowing between us with every touch, and it was constantly amplifying. I didn't know If I could last much longer; I thought I would faint with so much pleasure.

The slow burning decent began as he lifted my hips, and pulled my pants fully off. His teeth grazed my hip bone as they latched onto my panties, and then ripped them right off. I pulled his head up to mine before he could do any more damage to my coherency, and kissed him. While I was doing that, I managed to pull his pants and boxers down.

I pulled away, and realized how big he was. There was no way he could fit in me. And if he could, wouldn't it hurt?

He sat up, and I passed him whatever condom was in my drawer. If it fit him it was a miracle. He ripped open the package, and rolled it on with ease. I thought of backing out, but then I realized, I wanted this. We would finally be together in the way I had dreamed about so many times before. I laid back down, and he laid on top, only putting the weight on his elbows. We both looked down as he slowly slid into me. I grimaced as my face turned up. He kissed me, and fully inserted himself.

I moaned, and he grabbed my hips. The electricity between us was nothing like this was. It was beautiful, it was amazing, and it was.. full of feathers?

I didn't realize that Edward had bit a pillow, and it ripped apart. He gripped the headboard behind me, and started to pump faster. I matched his every thrust and moan. My mind was shouting at me that this was just a dream, but I knew better than that. This wasn't a dream, this is what I've always wanted. I thought I heard some wood snap, but in that same instance, I lost all inhibitions. I let go. Edward and I both fell off the cliff of ecstasy together, and it was the single best thing to ever happen to me.

My back arched, and he gripped me tighter than he'd ever gripped me before. He bit down on my neck, and I screamed, “Edward!”

All of my senses were blurred until I could grasp the fact I was sweaty, covered in feathers, and Edward was staring down at my heaving breasts.

“That was,” I tried to describe it. There weren't any words. “Beyond amazing.”

His hand brushed my cheek. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” I murmured, and started to drift off to sleep.

I truly did love my best friend.