A/N: This one just popped in my head.

Disclaimer: I own nothing from Twilight. Life isn't that fair to me.

Summary: Bella takes extreme measures to try to make Edward have sex with her

All Dressed Up

You could say that I was preparing to rape Edward.

But the fact that he wanted me back made that untrue.

So it's more of just forcing him to give me what both of us want.

The plot of the ambush had arisen in my head about two months ago.

Flipping through the pages of a magazine I noticed how beautiful all the models looked modeling lingerie pieces.

They were so confident.

I thought of myself wearing lingerie.

The I thought of myself wearing it in front of Edward.

I literally had laughed out loud at the thought of it in the beginning.

It was a ridiculous mental picture.

But over the course of that first week I thought more on it.

I tried not to think of it too much, but it was always in the back of my mind.

Then one night Edward and I were laying in my bed together and began kissing.

Harmless kissing was how it started.

But then suddenly we were thrashing together in the bed and Edward even took off my panties.

But then he suddenly stopped, flung himself from my bed and me, and began ranting about his rules and how it was dangerous and yada yada yaa...

He openly refused me, again, and I honestly felt beyond furious with him... and his morals. ( A/N: lmao )

He didn't sleep in my bed for the rest of that week or the weekend.

I wanted to get back at him.

The images of the models in the magazine resurfaced in my head and my plan began to formulate.

It took me two weeks to gain up the courage to pay a visit to an undergarment store that sold lacy, sequined, red, sexy undergarments.

I bought a simple black bra and black panties with small white pocka dots on them, nearly dying of embarressment at the register.

But then throughout the weekend my plan's formation began to weaken.

I was not at all sure that I would be confident enough to try to seduce the love of my life.

He could be very firm and very quick to stop the situation.

I griped all that weekend and the next week in my head.

I couldn't do this...

That was when little Alice Cullen paid me a visit.

I came home one day to find a large back from Victoria's Secret sitting on my bed.

I glared at it.

I had no memory of going there, and Charlie was the last person to have gone there, much less give me merchandise from the store.

Had Edward figured out my plan and kept it quiet?

Was he silently saying agreeing and bought me some more stuff for me to wear for him?

In the bag was a note from Alice however, that proved my suspicion false.

Bella,

I've been seeing you formulate this plan of yours for two weeks now.

I won't tell him and I won't think about it, ecspecially not in front of him.

And I'm not going to tell you how its going to end up...

By the way the bag is filled with much better options for you to choose from.

Your picks sucked. I returned them for you.

-Alice

I was mortified.

There were five opitions and all of them scared me to death.

She was crazy, absolutely insane.

She'd even added two garters for me to choose from and there was a KY lubrication bottle.

I wanted to die of embarrassment.

But she thankfully never brought it up and never gave me sneaky knowing looks when Edward and I were together in front of her.

She was playing her part very well.

Suddenly the time came.

It was the perfect opportunity to take advantage of.

All the Cullens were going hunting for a weekend, but Edward left a day earlier so he could return a day sooner than the rest of them.

We could have the house to ourselves the night that he came back and the rest of the next day until the family came home.

I couldn't have had a better opportunity unless I wanted to wait another two months or more...

Saturday night he was due to return home.

I took my overnight bag, packed with the scary lingerie, to his house that afternoon and began my preparation very early.

I showered, shaved every surface inch of my body, lotioned my legs and arms with sweet smelling moisturizer and dried my hair out so that it was long and cascaded down my back.

All that was left was the lingerie.

I had it layed out on Edward's bed, it had come down to two choices.

I glared at both of them.

One was perfect, it screamed desire. Sex. Fuck me.

It was full proof, no man could resist a woman in it.

Then there was the other one.

It was more suttle.

More Bella.

I chewed my bottom lip.

I considered this to be the biggest risk I was taking in my life, besides being around vampires nearly 24/7.

The risk was exciting, and a little scary, but the nerves were starting to wear off.

Edward loved me and that was enough.

Who cares how ridiculous l looked for one night.

I chose the scary sex-crazed one.

I even slipped a lacy garter up my thigh.

By the time I was completed I looked nothing like myself.

Nothing like myself.

But at the same time I kind of liked it.

Being all dolled up for Edward made me want him even more.

I had considered some foreplay ideas while I had been preparing myself.

There was the infamous option of starting off with a lap dance.

I'm sure he wouldn't mind that.

But I was already stepping way out of my comfort zone by wearing lingerie for him.

I don't think I could orchestrate an entire routine of sexual dancing and pull it off convincingly.

I could also tie him up.

But it weirded me out too much.

Massages?

I was too impatient for.

I finally decided I was to impatient to think of or even have any foreplay.

And foreplay would just give him time to have a chance to think and turn me down again.

I just wanted to make love with him.

And I wanted to be perfect for him.

I wanted this to be memorable for him.

I swallowed all my fears and anxiety down and sat on his bed.

Waiting.

It was nine-thirty and he said he would be home no later than eleven.

I sighed.

The house was empty and I shivered.

I smirked at the thought of Edward having no idea what was coming for him.

I envisioned the beginning of it.

I would pretend to be asleep.

He would come in, take off his shoes, then cuddle up next to me on the bed.

Then I would strike, but not immediately.

I'd turn around and kiss him.

He would kiss back, then I would roll on top of him and pull the blanket completely off exoposing myself to him.

I could imagine the shocked look flicker in his eyes.

But then I would rub my body against his sensually and sit up so he could see all of me.

He would no doubt submit to me after that.

While waiting I put on some records of his.

Half way during the fifth song I was listening to my stomach gave a huge unexpected lurch of hunger.

I frowned.

I hadn't eaten since lunch at Charlie's house.

My stomache groaned again.

I sighed looking at the clock.

I still had an hour.

Feeling very strange by walking around the Cullen house in lingerie I climbed down the stairs and went to the kitchen.

They had a few things here and there for me.

Like cereal, some quick pasta and some water bottles.

I poured a bowl of lucky charms and added milk.

I wolfed it down in less than five minutes and went for another bowl.

Halfway through it I got up and walked to refrigerator to get a water bottle.

I twisted the lid open, through my head back and guzzled nearly half the bottle in a single swig.

I sighed and groaned.

I didn't know that I was nearly dehydrated.

I closed the huge silver frigerator door and suddenly realized there was another dark towering person next to me.

I screamed bloody murder, fell back several paces and flung my water bottle at the intruder in my defense.

He caught it effortlessly in one hand.

It was Edward.

His eyes were wide as he stared at me and suddenly his eyes flickered down tp my chest and panties.

He looked back up at me wildly.

"EDWARD!" I screamed shaking in terror.

He looked back up into my eyes and set the water bottle down on the counter top absent mindedly.

"YOU- YOU SCARED THE-THE... THE TAR OUT OF ME!" I screeched at him flinging my arms.

I was still very jittery and it wasn't wearing off.

He was silent and pressed his lips tightly together in a pale straight line.

Silence enveloped us then.

"Bella..." His voice sounded like death.

Silence.

.......

...........

"What are you wearing?" He finally demanded sounding furious.

I gasped quietly and looked down at myself.

Shit.

My outfit was the last thing on my mind now.

I was still slightly panicked.

Without speaking I hurriedly ran at him and closed the space between us.

His eyes widened.

I grasped my arms around his neck and pulled my body against his.

Then I kissed him powerfully full on the lips.

I put everything that I had into the kiss.

All my raw desire, all my still shaky fear from him scaring me and all of my anxiety.

Edward did not respond.

He stood board straight, very awkward against me, his lips hard unmoveable marble against mine.

I tried to open his lips with my tongue.

He refused.

I pulled from the kiss panting loudly and stared up at him.

He looked zoned out.

Like he was overwhelmed and not processing anything.

What vampire scared of having sex with his human girlfriend, for fear of accidentally killing her wouldn't be?

I sighed.

Then someting shocking happened.

Edward drove towards me quickly.

I freaked out.

I fell back, walking backwards as fast as I could, until my back was smashed up against a wall.

I gasped.

Edward's eyes, while walking towards me, had turned dark with passion.

He grabbed my head roughly and kissed my lips hard.

I gasped into his mouth.

His other hand grasped my waist and hoisted me up five inches from the ground.

He moved forward until our centers were flush against each other.

I circled my legs around his waist and pulled him harder against me.

I felt him growing hard against my stomach.

I clasped my hands in his hair roughly and yanked it by the roots in wild passion.

He growled into my mouth and it was lost down my throat, the vibrations tickling me.

This definitely hadn't started out as I had planned.

Edward wrapped both his hands around my waist then, one hand curving around my butt and kneaded it.

I pulled my lips away from his panting.

Edward kissed down my throat to my collar bone.

"Bed," he growled muffled by my throat.

I began quivering in excitement.

"No," I gasped desperately.

He looked up at me quickly.

"No?" He asked bewildered.

"No," I whispered.

"Here!" I hissed desperately grinding myself against him throwing my head back.

Edward walked us back towards the kitchen, my arms running up and down his muscular arms and his chest uncontrolably.

We were both panting now and kissing furiously.

I realized we were being incredibly loud with our pants, groans and gasps.

Edward reached behind me and flung unessecary plates set out on the counter to the ground breaking them with loud shattering noises.

Neither of us noticed.

He surprised me then, he through me roughly onto the kitchen counter and pushed me back so he could stand between my legs.

His grip on me actually hurt.

I'd never seen this side of him before.

Rough and raw.

He was kissing me fast now.

He kissed down my throat to my chest hurriedly and surrounded the top of my breasts with his cool wet mouth, suckling.

My legs wrapped around his waist tightly again.

I ran my hand down his chest, further down to his abodomen, then finally to his nether regions.

Edward shouted my name.

I bit my lip and pushed my hand against his bulge.

He quievered.

I pressed down harder, adding more pressure.

Edward grabbed onto a cabinet to the side of us and ripped it from the bolts in the wall.

I pulled away from him gasping.

"Edward!"

My protest was lost in his mouth.

Yes he was definitely being much MUCH rougher than he ever had been before.

Maybe my attack was just so unexpected on him.

Whatever the reason I didn't care.

He was unleashed.

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