Quick A/N: Okay, guys, I've gotten some things saying there's not a lot of structure to this story, and I'd like to apologize about that. I'm trying to fit too many things in at once, and it's not working, so after this chapter, I'll try and sort things out and get back to that little thing called 'plot.'

ALSO- I jump around a lot in time, and I don't think I made that clear. Sometimes I wanted months to go by and forgot to mention that part, so it seems like it's all happened in a few weeks. Nope, it's spread out. I try and be humorous, but if that's not working, let me know.

PS-I'm writing this in my spare time (like a lot of us do) and sometimes it takes me months to come back to, so I forget where I was going with things. And I'm doing this for fun more than anything else, because I want you guys to have something to read, and I'm not going to be over-the-top picky about too many things. Thanks!

I don't know if I've said this, but whatever. THE CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME.

I'm on a roll guys.

Have a lemon.

CAUTION: LEMONY CHAPTER

The boys helped us up off the couch, we were all flushed and happy, and surprised that they had showed up, especially like they were. They pulled us over to the kitchen, and Emmett picked up a bag that he had left by the door. He opened it, and there were platters of sushi and a dish of strawberries. So far, this was turning into a very good night. The boys sat down, and we sat on their laps. Edward knew my favorite sushi, and held it up to my lips. Spicy California rolls. Yum. Jasper was feeding Alice strawberries, while Rose had straddled Emmett and was pressing strawberries against his lips.

"Mmm, want more, baby?" she hummed. He grunted in appreciation, and leaned forward to suck on her fingers. I pulled away slightly.

"Rosie, if you're going any farther, take it to your room," I teased. Edward leaned forward and took the lobe of one of my ears into his mouth and suckled gently. I moaned softly, and he held another piece of sushi up to my mouth.

"Oh, we will," she replied, giving her boyfriend a sultry smile.

"And I think that Jasper and I are going to head back to my place," Alice giggled.

"Actually, baby, I think we're going to take a ride," Emmett rumbled. Rose slid off his lap and pulled him towards the door, grabbing her shoes on the way out. Alice and Jasper followed them, Alice had Jasper's gun and was twirling it around her finger.

"We'll see you guys tomorrow," Alice grinned, throwing a suggestive glance over her shoulder at me. I blushed and she shut the door behind us. I looked up at Edward from under my lashes, blushing. He grinned down at me.

"Ready for a private show, sweetheart?" he asked, voice low. I blushed and looked down. He lifted my chin and kissed me softly, then lifted me off his lap and put me back on the bar stool. I leaned back against the island and watched him as he stood back. "I hope you don't mind that I don't use music," he whispered. I shook my head and continued watching him. He nodded and ran his hands down his body, then back up over his ribs, rested on his nipples for a moment, then slid one of his suspenders off over his shoulder and dropped it down to his side.

He swung his hips around in a slow circle, ran a hand through his hair and dropped his other hand down to the front of his pants. I bit my lip as I watched him, squirming slightly in my seat. Edward glanced at me, head tilted back, and licked his lips seductively. He took the hand from his hair and slowly slid his other suspender off, then flicked the button on his pants. He stood back and lifted one foot to the coffee table and thrust his hips at me before he bent over and pulled his boot off, followed by the next one. He shimmied slowly towards me and grabbed his fire hose off the back of the couch, then slung it around my neck as he lowered his hands to his hips. One of them rose back up to his chest while the other started to slowly push his pants down his hips. I sucked my lower lip into my mouth and bit into it as I watched him reveal more and more of his happy trail, and dip into the vee between his hip bones.

He was wearing black boxer briefs under his pants, and as he stepped out of them, he moved towards me, swinging his hips before he settled them against me. Oh, god, I'm getting a lap dance from my boyfriend. I blushed hotly, but looked up at him as he took one end of the hose in each hand and slid it down my back to pull me closer and closer, until our lips were almost touching before he pulled back and ground his hips against me again. I let out another soft moan and he growled softly, wrapping the hose around my torso and binding my arms to my sides. He continued to dance slowly on my lap, running his nose up my neck and fingers along my spine. I groaned as I tried to move against him, but each time I tried, he moved away with a smirk. I just wanted to touch him!

"Edward," I sighed as he pressed a hot kiss to the underside of my jaw.

"I bet you're burning up, aren't you, Bella?" he asked. "I bet you have a hot, hot fire between your legs." His breath was ghosting across my ear, and I squirmed with moan.

"You should know, you're the one who set me on fire in the first place."

"Ah, ah, my job is to put them out, not start them," he whispered. "And I'd be more than happy to help."

"Then please do," I murmured as he tugged tighter on the hose around me. It pressed my breasts up, and I saw Edward smirk.

"I might just have to fan the flames a little more," he chuckled as he ducked down to nip down my sternum. I groaned again and writhed against him.

"No...!" I whined. He looked up, a gleam in his eye.

"No? Am I mistaken about the fire?" He raised a brow and I shook my head. "I thought not. I am the professional here," he smirked as he thrust himself lightly against my stomach. I struggled fruitlessly against the binding hose while Edward tortured me. He finally leaned down and wrapped his arms around me, then unwound the hose and draped it around me neck. "How about we head to your bedroom, you arson," he grinned.

"Well, I had to get you here somehow," I teased with him. He carried me easily into my room and set me down on the floor before throwing himself on the bed, facing me. I blushed. What was I supposed to do?

"Your turn, babe." I couldn't believe it. My turn? Oh, HELL no. "And you can't deny me," he grinned, leaning back on his elbows. I could see his erection making itself known through his briefs. "Or else we'll both be taking cold showers."

"Oh, that's a low blow, Edward," I replied, crossing my arms and raising a brow at him. "You can't make me do anything in my own apartment."

"Maybe not, but I can convince you to," he said, sitting up.

"How do you propose doing that?" I asked, leaning forward so our noses were almost touching. He kissed me softly, then leaned back again.

"Well, I noticed how much you liked being held by my hose," he started. "I could use it again. Or..."

"Or what?" I asked.

"Or I might just have to give you a good, hard, spanking." I felt heat drench my panties, and I made direct and deliberate eye contact with him, then slid my hand up my sides slowly, taking my shirt with it. Edward leaned back on his elbows, but kept his eyes trained on me. I dropped the shirt again and heard a soft hiss of disappointment from him, and smiled to myself. I turned around and bent over, and felt my jeans clinging tightly to my ass as I pulled off one ankle sock at a time. I stood up slowly and dragged my shirt with it again, this time lifting it over my head. I shook my hair out and felt it fall down my back and over my breasts. I was wearing the white silk bra and panties with black lace that I had gotten earlier. I heard Edward gasp slightly, and saw him gently palming his erection.

I flicked open the button on my jeans and pulled the zipper down, tooth by tooth, swaying my hips gently back and forth as I did. I inched the waistband of my pants down, then backed up and turned around so he got my back and pulled them down slowly, bending over again so that I could slide the denim down each leg and off each foot. Edward's groan was definitely louder this time, and I turned towards the bed, then leaned over it, one hand on either side of his knees.

"Was that...hot enough for you, Mr. Firefighter?" I breathed.

"I still think you're overdressed," he replied. "You don't see me wearing a shirt, do you?" I stepped back and reached behind me with one hand, flicked the clasps open, and pulled it off my arms, dropping it next to me. I cocked a hip and stared down at him. He leaned up on one elbow and grabbed my wrist, then pulled me roughly over his knee. I shuddered in excitement. He knew that. "I think you've been a bad girl, letting your fire spread like it has," he murmured, rubbing my ass lightly with one hand as the other held my shoulders to the bed. I moaned softly.

"That just won't do. I want to hear you, Miss Swan." He tugged my panties down my legs until they hung off one of my ankles, and I wiggled beneath his hands, feeling his erection pressing against the junction of my thighs. "No moving," he ordered, delivering a stinging slap to my rear. I moaned louder. "You're almost there, you naughty girl," he whispered. "I'll just have to punish you. For arson." He gave me two more swats, rubbing gently between each one. "And for questioning me when I told you to strip." He gave me three more, and I moaned his name with each one. He slid a finger lightly along my crack and brushed against my sex. I jerked, never having had anything but my own fingers and toys there. He gave me two more spanks. "I said not to move." He slid his finger back down, and I felt him coating his fingers with my copious wetness. I moaned softly and clutched the covers of my bed. He trailed them back and forth, exploring the outside of my pussy slowly.

"Please, Edward," I moaned, rubbing myself against him. He hissed and swatted me one last time before flipping me over and throwing me up on the bed. He followed me with a soft growl and grabbed my thighs before he dove between my legs. I let out a harsh breath and moaned as I felt his tongue move against my opening in long, slow licks. "Oh, god, oh," I breathed, eyes closed as I pressed myself closer to his face. I could feel him smile against me before he thrust his tongue inside of me. I jerked slightly and he hummed against me. "Edward..." I moaned. "More, please." He obliged by sliding one finger into me slowly, curling it upward into just the right spot. I gasped and my eyes flew open as I looked down at him. He was already looking up at me, his usually pale eyes dark with desire. He hit the spot again, and I fell back. He added another finger, and I moaned as he started to move faster as he leaned up to suck gently on my clit and the top of my slit.

"You make wonderful noises," he murmured against me before he reattached his mouth to me. He slid a third finger in and twisted, then pounded quickly against me. I felt my orgasm coming quickly and I bucked against his face as he flicked his tongue quickly against my clit. I came with a cry as he pulled it into his mouth and scraped against it with his teeth.

"Edward!" I cried, jerking up from the bed, shuddering. He brought me down slowly, laving gently licks across my slit to soothe me. I lay there panting as he crawled up next to me. He was still wearing his underwear.

"I think you're the one wearing too much now," I said as I grinned down at him, seeing his cock twitch under the fabric. I reached down and tugged at the cloth, and he lifted his hips to help me. I pulled them down his legs and off, then turned my attention back to his hard-on. I had never touched a man before, hell, his was the only one I had seen in person. I brushed my fingers across his head, then trailed them down his shaft. Edward grunted softly, and I circled him with my fingers, then ran them up and down him slowly, tightening near the base.

"Ah, yeah, Bella, keep doing that." I looked up at him. His eyes were closed as he leaned back on his elbows, panting softly. I grinned and brought my hand up again to play with his slit, then brushed his pre-cum along his shaft, twisting slightly against his silky length. I could hear him panting heavily, and finally he pulled my hand away. "Bella, I'm going to cum if you keep doing that." I pouted at him.

"Isn't that the point?" I asked. He looked up at me.

"Only if you don't want to go any farther tonight." He leaned up and kissed me softly. "We can wait if you aren't ready." I smiled down at him, then reached over to my bedside table and pulled out one of the small foil squares there. Edward looked at it questioningly. I blushed slightly.

"Rose gave them to me a few weeks ago," I said in explanation. He nodded, then ripped open the package and handed it to me. I blushed again but pinched the tip and rolled it on to him. Edward gently pushed me down and leaned over me, then gave me a searing kiss.

"You'll tell me to stop if I'm hurting you?" he asked softly, eyes searching mine. I smiled and nodded, then leaned up and kissed him again. He grabbed my hands and pressed them into the bed as I wrapped my hips around his waist. He nudged my entrance slowly before pressing in. I let out a small breath and looked up at Edward. He was looking down at where we were joined.

"Edward," I stopped him. "You do know I'm a virgin, right?" I asked softly. He looked down at me with slightly alarmed eyes.

"You are? I mean, I figured, but-" he babbled. I giggled and leaned up to kiss him.

"I just wanted you to know. Now keep going," I ordered playfully. He smiled and eased himself farther into me. I still didn't feel any pain, and I pressed against him. He leaned down and kissed me before giving one more solid thrust and breaking through my virginity. It twinged a little, but nothing overwhelming. I raised my hips against him, and moaned softly. "God, Edward, move," I hissed as I looked up at him. He looked down at me, then pulled out and shoved himself back into me, gripping my hands tighter as he ducked his head and suckled at my neck, then dragged his lips down to my breasts. I moaned and bucked against him as he continued his movements, slow, hard thrusts. I threw my head back and pressed it into the mattress as I pulled against his hands and raised my hips to meet each thrust. "Nnng, Edward," I breathed. "Faster, please." He looked up at me, one of my nipples still clamped in his mouth before he changed his rhythm, pounding into me quickly, with shallow thrusts, in and out of my channel.

I managed to free one of my hands and I reached up and tangled it in his silken locks, panting as he moved his mouth to my other breast. I moaned as he changed pace again, this time hard and fast and deep as well. He was hitting all the right spots and I gripped his hair tighter, grunting his name with every thrust. He moaned mine as he let go of my nipple and used his free hand to flick against my clit. I gasped and clenched around him, and he hissed in return. I pulled his head down to mine by his hair and kissed him hard, my tongue tangling with his as his thrusts became erratic and more insistent. His thumb moved faster and harder against my clit and I came against him. I could feel myself clenching rapidly around his member as I moaned his name loudly, hand clenching his hair tightly. "E-Edward!" I cried. He called my name a moment later and collapsed, panting.

"Oh, god, Bella, if you hadn't have told me you were a virgin, I never would have believed it," he murmured, kissing the side of my head. I turned it to look at him.

"Is that a good thing?" I asked softly.

"You were fantastic," he clarified. "It was wonderful."

"I think so too," I smiled. I twitched my hips. He was still inside me, though much softer than before. He groaned slightly.

"Ung, Bella, keep that up and we might have to go another round," he said with a wink.

"Well, maybe I'll have to start another fire first."