Edward and I moved into the ocean until the water was lapping at my breast, and I became stunningly aware that I was not the only naked one in the water. Knowing there was a part of Edward's body I had not seen hidden by the deep black tides: brought on a genuine sense of longing in parts of my body I thought would forever remain untouched. I am truly not a hedonist, but being so alone and so secluded with the only man I would ever long for to touch me intimately; was bringing out the confidence in me. Edward is my husband, and I had never been more ready for this moment to happen. I may not know exactly what I am doing,, but I know we will be there to guide eachother through this night, and arouse all the intimate passion held within.

I knew Edward was not going to take the first step because he still held so much reservation about this night, so I brazenly asked him: " Would you mind if I touched you?"

At first I saw a flicker of uncertainty cloud his amber-colored eyes, but with a firm nod of his head, he agreed. As my hand tentitively swept a light caress across his bared chest I heard his rough intake of breathe, and felt the clenching of marbled muscle. I withdrew my hand in fear that I was doing something wrong when Edward grasped my palm, and gently placed it back onto his chest. As he placed his hand to cup my cheek his head lowered to meet my anticipating lips, and to reassure me that I may proceed.

But when I tried to draw his head back down to meet by still hungry mouth he caught my wrist, and sighed, "Bella, you do not understand how much I want to abandon all thought, and relequish myself to our passion, but I must always remain in control tonight. I can't risk hurting you. I agree that this night is for you, but we must take it slowly. Can you agree to that?"

I knew my agreement  was the only way he would go through with it, so I replyed "Yes."

With everything reconciled in his mind, I brought my hand lower on his abdomen, feeling his muscles tighten and bunch. There was so much strength behind that brilliant luminescent skin that to see it rippling under that facade made me stare in wonderment. Regaining my sense, I ventured behind Edward's back, over the planes of his shoulders, all the while trailing kisses where my hand left a wet, gleaming path. The moonlight played with his hard contures, giving light to where there was darkness. I felt as if I was prowling the predator, and it gave me a knew sense of power where I had none before.