Disclaimer: I don't own anything, just this kinky plot!

A/N: My first Lemon! I'm glad that no one can see my face, because-I'm just mortify is anyone finds out that I wrote this. Please, R&R and let me know how you feel.

A Steamy Encounter

Today I started in a new school. My father sent me to live with my Aunt in La Push after he discovered me in a very compromising situation. How did I get here? Well, it's a bit embarrassing, but it's normal-I guess!

Imagine a sixteen year old teenager, in the heat of passion with her legs spread open and a boy in between them. Yes, that's the compromising position that my dearest old man found me in. It was mortifying, but I know that someday I'll laugh about it with him (someday!).

The next day, he flew me to Washington and forced me to live with his oldest sister Ryona Moon and her senile husband, Uncle M. Here I am in the halls of the smallest school that I've ever seen, with the sea of unknown faces giving me quizzical looks as I walked down the hall.

I rummaged through my backpack and found the wrinkled schedule and checked for my classes. It was the last period and I had Chemistry (the most advanced form of Science in this school). There were a few students talking amongst themselves as I entered the tiny classroom. They gave me curious stares, but I shrugged them off and continued to walk to the teacher's desk.

Ms. Brown was a plump woman in her mid-forty with dark black hair that fell to her shoulder and thick glasses that covered her entire face. She looked up at me and gave me a small smile, handing her my class schedule and picture ID.

"Well, Ms. Madison Ferreira, I take it you're a genius to be in my class!" she said, laughing heartedly as her glasses slid down her nose. "You may seat anywhere you want! The seats aren't assigned so you can choose where to seat." she said, pointing at the available seats. She handed me the schedule and my ID, her hands trembling slightly as she did so.

"Thank you." I mumbled, taking my stuff and heading to one of the available seats next to the exit door.

I sat down on the uncomfortable laboratory table and dug in my backpack to retrieve my notebook. It wasn't long before I felt a soft tap on my shoulder.

"This table isn't available." a raven haired girl said unpleasantly, as I turned to face her. "My boyfriend and I seats there!" she said in a surly manner. I smiled politely at her and gathered my stuff and sat on the table behind her.

She turned to face me and gave me an obnoxious scowl. She flipped her hair and turned to face the front of the classroom.

"Geez, somebody didn't get fucked last night!" I muttered, narrowing my eyes at her. Shit, the whole day was the same. I didn't fit in any of the different groups or crowds. Not even my tanned skin and black eyes was enough for me to at least fit in this school.

The raven haired girl turned around, almost snapping her neck in the act to look at me. "Did you say something, bitch?" she retorted, rolling her eyes at me.

"If you've something to say, say it to my face. Don't be an asshole and talk behind my back." she hissed, slamming her hands on my table.

I chuckled; no one was putting me down, especially on my first day of fucking school. "Look, you fucking cunt, if you have a goddamn problem with me for accidentally taking that damn table you share with your dumbass boyfriend, I'm sorry! But don't you fucking come with attitude towards me. I know my comment was out place, but I was quiet about it, I didn't say it loud enough for other mother fuckers to hear. And yes, I think you're rude and a fucking bitch that needs to chill." I barked at her between clenched teeth.

"Don't you ever call me a fucking cunt, you pussy!" she shouted, getting up from her seat and standing in front of me.

I laughed sarcastically. I must say the bitch has some cojones, but I'll be damn if she thought she could humiliate me in front of the class. Students began to congregate around us as we continued to argue. I even noticed that Mrs. Brown wasn't aware what was happening in her own class. Talk about clueless!

"I'm not calling you a fucking cunt, I'm emphasizing what you really fucking are, bitch." I bellowed angrily.

"Just turn around and leave me the fuck alone, before I humiliate you in front of your friends and the class." I threatened her, giving her a menacing look. I was ready for a throw down, if she wanted a fight, I would gladly give it to her. It would be the highlight of my day.

I stood from my seat and walked in front of her. She quickly changed her expression and sat down. I think it was size, I'm five feet seven inches and she was at least five feet two. Whatever the reason was, she didn't bother me the rest of the class.

The bell rang and the rest of the students stormed into the class and sat down. Mrs. Brown was still reading her papers, completely oblivious of what happened around her. I put my notebook in my bag and silently stood up and marched out of the class.

The halls were empty, making my escape easy. I trudge through the large exit doors that led to the back of the school building and hurried towards the woods. I sipped up my coat and adjusted my short jean skirt and continued to walk a little further into the forest, reaching a clearing not too far from the school.

I needed to be away from prying eyes, I also need a smoke badly. My first day in school was the shittiest one of my life. Everything was monotonous in La Push. I lived with my two old senile, probably demented aunt and uncle, that didn't even mind if I was there or not. I didn't have any friends. I didn't have anyone to at least hang out with. I missed my ex-boyfriend! I had all this sexual tension that I needed to release. I was also sexually deprived! I missed everything that resembled my old life: the parties every weekend, the malls and just having a good time with my good friends.

I lit my cigarette and leaned against a large tree trunk. It was so silent in the woods that I felt like screaming. I took a deep puff and let the smoke enter my lung to calm my mood and slowly exhaled. It was so soothing and calming.

"That's bad for your health!" said a deep voice coming from the trees behind me. I jumped, dropping the cigarette on the floor at the sound of the deep husky masculine voice.

I quickly stepped on the cigarette to prevent a forest fire. I was a smart-mouth, a bitch perhaps, but never a killer of Mother Nature!

"What the fuck?" I hissed, looking down at my last cigarette on the floor. I spun around angrily, ready to face the damn man that destroyed the rest of my day.

Before me stood a man; a very tall handsome man! He stared at me with the biggest most beautiful brown eyes I've ever seen. His hair was tousled with dead leaves on his head. So fucking tanned, with bronze skin, or copper, whatever! He was hot! So fucking hot, that I was drooling! So disgusting of me! He was bare chest in the middle of freaking October, wearing no shoes and black sweatpants. His broad, muscular chest screamed to be touch. Every corner of his torso was perfectly chiseled with muscles that flexed as he moved towards me.

"I'm sorry to startle you." he said, an impish smile on his succulent, fleshy lips. "I didn't mean to scare you, I swear." he said lowly, his husky voice causing havoc in my heart.

"Who the fuck are you?" I said baffled, unable to look away from him. I was drawn to him. "You made me drop my last damn cigarette!" I complained, trying to sound angry.

He laughed. His laughter was so deep and sexy. He was so mysterious! Was it legal for a man this handsome to have so little clothes?

"I'll buy you a cigarette box." he said nonchalantly, running a hand through his rich raven black hair. He chuckled when he pulled a twig from his hair. He shrugged and threw it at the floor. "I take it you aren't from around here." he said, arching a perfect eyebrow.

Damn, this Native American boy was begging to be touched! I wanted to jump his bones and fucking kiss every corner of his damn mouth. I know I sound like a wanton bitch, but he really was waking up my erotic goddess. Holy Shit! This guy was so hot, enough to make my panties water. Ok, not exactly, but he's fine!

"It's OK." I said, shrugging my shoulders. "I'm supposed to be quitting, anyways." I said nonchalantly. If he could hear my heart, he knew how fucked up I really was.

"That's good news. I wouldn't want you to die of lung cancer or emphysema." he said, his face twisting in a concerned expression. "It would be a waste of such a beautiful girl."

"Well," I began, trying not to concentrate on his body. "I don't want to make you unhappy." I added quickly, finding truth behind my words.

"My name is Embry Call." he said, filling the gap between us in a swift movement. He extended his hand for me to take. I reluctantly took his hand and shook it. The first thing I noticed was how hot his hand was. I looked up at him and gave him a questioning look.

"What's your name?" he asked, smiling at me. His lips were so full, adorned by a single dimple on his right cheek.

"Dude, you're hot!" I said, releasing his hand. "Do you have a fever? I mean, you need to see a doctor, fast!" I said nervously, eyeing him carefully.

"I'm fine! It's normal for me to have a higher temperature than the average human." he said casually, crossing his arms over his chest. "So, are you going to tell me your name or I'm going to have to give you a name?" he joked, placing his hand under his chin and giving me an examining look.

"Why should I give you my name? You're probably going to kill me after I tell you who I am! Let me tell you that I've practice Brazilian Jujitsu with my five brothers and they can kick your ass if you try to do something to me!" I said violently.

"Oh no, no… I won't hurt you." he said laughing at me. "I just wanted to know your name, that's all. Are you going to tell me your name?"

I shook my head. "I'm not telling. Why is it so important for you to know my name?" I said belligerently, narrowing my eyes at this hottie before me.

He walked closer, towering over me. "I guess I'll have to choose a name for you, Mrs. Feisty." he said in a sensual voice. "How about Fire? It suits you perfectly. You're brazen, brash and bold. There so much passion burning in your eyes just like fire." he said, leaning forward as he placed his hand on my waist.

I should've run away in that instant, but his smoldering dark eyes were staring at my soul, gluing me to the floor. His large hand fit perfectly on my small waist and the scent of his body was intoxicating.

"I don't like the name Fire." I whispered, staring at his beautiful eyes and face. "Fire hurts and it burns and kills. Fire destroys and turns everything to ashes."

He chuckled, removing lose strands of hair off my face with his free hand. "Fire is also life, passion, desire and love." he muttered, pinning me against the tree trunk. I felt the cold air against my skin as he pulled up my sweater to expose my flat stomach.

"I don't like Fire." I whispered nervously, as his hands made a fiery path against my skin, running down my butt and up the small of my back. "I r-really d-don't like fire, it b-burns." I muttered, staring at his eyes as he smiled wickedly at me.

I shudder as his hand continued to knead my thighs so seductively. His eyes were fixed on me, never faltering.

"I won't burn you, Beautiful. I promise." he whispered so sensually against my ear, that I let go of all my inhibitions. I could only feel and trust that he knew what he was doing. "I won't burn you." he whispered again, bringing his lips to touch the skin on my neck.

His kisses were soft and slow as he kissed my neck, licking, nibbling and biting as he reached my ear. I could feel his hot breath against my skin, making me shudder with desire. His hand was still on my hips, making soothing circles on my skin. He raised his free hand and entwined it in my black wavy hair, gently pulling my head back to have better access to the susceptible skin of my neck.

He made a hot wet trail of kisses down my neck, reaching my collarbone and then back up again until he found my mouth. I didn't have time to protest. His mouth was crashing against mine, demanding that I let his prodding tongue enter. I couldn't refuse his demand. He explored every corner of my lips and mouth, smiling in satisfaction as he kissed me.

I snaked my arms around his neck and brought his lips down closer to mine. I ran my tongue over his lips, tasting the cherry flavor of his mouth. It was delicious! Inebriating and intoxicating at the same time. I bit his lower lip and sucked it softly as my hands fell to his muscular shoulders. His temperature was hot, every corner of his body that I touched felt scorching hot, but I didn't care. He felt wonderful!

"My Fire," he whispered in my ear, sending shivers all over my body. He looked down at me with a mischievous smile on his lips. He cupped my face and kissed me again, this time more gentle and tenderly. His hands caressed my hair and neck, falling to my arms and then resting on my waist.

I pulled myself to him, feeling his rock solid chest press against the swell of my breasts. "Umm," I moaned against his kisses, licking his lips gently. I could feel his erection growing with desire. His hands immediately began to slide down my butt, riding my skirt upwards. He spread my legs apart with his knee and settled in between them.

I slid my hand down his bare chest and felt him moan against my lips. He was so soft, so delicious and satiating to touch. I jumped him, straddling my legs around his waist, wanting to be near him. He pressed me harder against the tree as his hand slid up my shirt. I moaned as his other hand cupped my breast. It fit so perfectly in his large hand. He massaged my breast with the palm of his hand, leaving my mouth to kiss my neck and nibble at the skin around my jaw line.

He played and taunted my nipple, rubbing it against his fingers, eliciting loud moans from me. I removed my arms from behind his neck and unzipped my sweater, exposing my hot pink bra. He stared down at my chest, waiting for me to unclasp the front of my bra to reveal my breast. He smiled impishly, bringing his hot mouth over my tender mounds. I arched my back to giving in to the sensation of his hot tongue playing; creating wet hot circles around my nipple. He clasped the nipple in between his teeth and bit it softly. I looked down at him, digging my fingers in his thick hair. He proceeded to the other breast, his mouth crashing savagely over my other nipple, making me whimper with lust.

His hands were riding up my thigh, under my skirt as he played with elastic waistband of my hot pink thong. Embry placed me down on the floor, his face flushed and red. He stared down at my exposed breast and a smile spread across his perfect face.

The cold grass felt great against my hot skin. He crawled in between my legs, clasping his hands on each side of my waist. "You're beautiful!" he muttered, staring down at my body.

He licked his lips and smiled so sensually, as he pulled up my skirt. I trembled at the exquisite feeling his hands left on my body. I lifted my hips to help him remove my thong; I wanted him deep inside me. He slipped his finger in my already wet core, causing me to gasp. He continued to thrust it further inside me, making me moan in ecstasy, dragging me further to the pinnacles of desire.

"Ohh, yes!" I whimpered, when he brought his mouth over my sensitive nub, his finger still inside me. He flicked his tongue making me buck my hips to give him plenty of access. I felt the pressure building up inside my womb, creating a pleasure time bomb that would explode any minute. I touched my breast and began to massage them, increasing my desire and heightening my passion.

This felt so good as he sucked on my clit and bit it softly. He was creating momentum, as he continued the friction with his finger in my core. I was being pushed to the far end; I couldn't control my desire any longer. My head was spinning and I was about to exploded. I wrapped my legs around his neck, grinding my body closer to him; I needed him to give me the necessary attention to completely fulfill me. I wasn't going to be denied anything. I wanted all the pleasure that he could give me.

"Oh, ooohhh… umm…God, Embry, oh…yes!" I moaned, tightening my legs around his neck. He caressed my thighs, as he unwrapped my legs from around his neck. I sat up and stared into his face, unable to comprehend what he was feeling. He was smiling at me so contently, that I couldn't help laughing.

He scurried to his feet and slowly pulled down his sweatpants, exposing his full erection. I gasped and swallowed hard. He was so perfect, so flawlessly made. I couldn't believe that I was lucky to have met- could I say met? - Such a beautiful magnificent handsome man.

"I don't think it'll fit." I said a pure expression of shock on my face.

Embry laughed heartedly, crawling between my legs again. "I'll go soft. I promise I won't hurt you." he whispered, taking my breast in his mouth, creating circles around the nipple with his hot tongue. He looked up at me.

"I don't think it'll fit." I said again with incredulity. He pushed me back against the grass, balancing his weight on his right arm as he moved on top of me. I spread my legs wider, allowing him to settle in between my legs.

"It'll fit. I promise you that much." he said in a raspy voice, as he kissed my lips. "I promise, Beautiful." he said against my lips. He spread my legs further apart and settled his penis at the entrance of my wet core. In my most primordial needs, I wanted him inside me! Crazy, I know.

"Are you ready?" he whispered, against my ear. I just nodded, closing my eyes in anticipation. He inserted the tip first, thrusting back and forth making my love juices flow freely between us. I ran my hand over his chest, as I kissed his fleshy lips with such desire. He continued to enter, pushing himself inside me.

My body trembled in pain as his sheath broke through the inside of me. I bit his lower lip, holding on to his waist as he buried himself further deep inside me. I wrapped my legs around his hips, and rested my head on the crook of his neck, kissing it softly and making love marks on his skin. He continued to thrust, until his erection was completely inside me.

"Oh fuck!" I cried, digging my nails on his back, as he pushed harder. He plunged deeper, grinding his hips against me. The pain began to subside, turning into pleasure.

"Oh, fuck! Oh shit!" I moaned, kissing his face, licking his neck and suckling on his earlobes. Embry was forcefully plunging his hips back and forth. Beads of sweat were forming on his forehead and the heat of his body was setting in.

He stopped abruptly, pulling out of me and in a swift movement he had me on my knees. "Get on all fours. I'll enter you from behind." he growled. He lifted my butt and settled his dick inside me again. He began to drive inside me. The position was even better and his heat wasn't so suffocating.

He wrapped one hand on my waist and the other hand manually rubbed my clit, giving it the friction needed to make me come and orgasm. "Like that, Baby girl?" he whispered in my ear, sucking my earlobe. I pushed my back against him, grabbing his free hand and bringing it to my breast.

He rubbed my breast and kissed my neck savagely as he continued to plunge deeper. Guttural sounds escaped his throat and I knew that he was reaching his orgasm.

"Embry!" someone yelled in irritation from behind the trees. Embry suddenly stopped and covered me with his arms. I tried to pull away from him, but he held me tighter against him.

"Fuck, Embry, your girlfriend is loo-" A tall figure emerged from the dense foliage that surrounded the clearing and stared at us with wide eyes. His eyes darted from Embry and rested on me.

"Embry, what the fuck have you done?" he said angrily, staring in disbelief as I tried to pry away from Embry's arm.

"Paul, shut up and get the fuck outta here!" Embry shouted loudly, still pressing me against his arms. I tried to wriggle free, but he wouldn't let me.

"No! Who the fuck is this bitch?" he asked furiously, eyeing me. I looked at the floor in mortification.

"Are you my fucking boyfriend, Paul? Just get the fuck out, OK. I'll talk to you later." Embry begged. Paul gave us a fleeting look before he left us alone in the clearing.

Embry slowly removed his arms from around me. I stood up and pulled down my skirt, not even caring where my thong was or bothering to clasped my bra or and zipped my sweater. I collected my backpack and walked away not looking back at Embry.