Refining the Ways of Chess

It all started out with a simple challenge. What could possibly happen?

"So Edward, Bella wants to play chess against you." Alice said.

"Oh she does?" Edward replied nonchalantly from the couch in Esme and Carlisle's house.

"Yeah, she's going to beat you all by herself."

Bella came into the living room with the chess set already set up, grinning wickedly. She took a seat at the old antique table, motioning for Edward and Alice to come over.

Edward sat down, directly facing Bella, while Alice, on the other hand, pulled out her video camera saying that this will be for future generations.

"Are you ready to go Mr. Cullen?" Bella asked.

"Why yes Mrs. Cullen, indeed I am ready to beat you."

The game started off like usual. By time ten minutes had passed Bella was getting slaughtered. Even though Edward couldn't read her mind, he was still a far more experienced player. Edward was getting ready to put Bella in checkmate when he felt a light brush on his thigh. "What was that?" he wondered.

Edward shrugged it off, trying once more to put Bella in checkmate, but he felt it again! He looked down and saw Bella's hand oh-so-naughtily caressing his thigh. Edward looked back up and saw Bella smirking across the table.

"So are you going to make a move or not slow poke?" Alice teased.

Bella's hand traveled up further, brushing against his manhood. When that happened Edward immediately became hard. He may be a vampire, but indeed, he was a man. "I-I'm trying Alice."

As he said that he saw Bella was still there, grinning. Boy was her hand beginning to work some magic.

"C'mon Edward, what's wrong? Out of moves?" Bella's hand dipped inside of his pants and stroked the outside of his boxers.

Edward knew what he had to do then. He tipped his king over and said, "Congratulations Bella, you win, good job."

Alice then ran off, shouting to everyone that Bella had won.

Edward had different plans in mind though. He took Bella up to his old room, capturing her lips in a hungry kiss, hand sliding up her shirt. "Now that we know how good you are at chess, let's see how good you are at twister!!!"