The first thing I noticed was the swaying. Why I had let him convince me that this was okay was beyond me. I was terrified as the gondola took off and began its ascension up the mountain. Edward sat next to me, smiling serenely while patting my leg, seemingly unaware of the struggle raging within me. I was terrified of heights and a gondola going 2.4 miles up the side of a mountain seemed like the wrong place to be.

"Why exactly are we doing this again?" My head was now buried in his chest as we moved higher.

"Because, Bella, I read that in order to get over your fear you need to replace bad memories with good ones and we have roughly twelve minutes to do that." Suddenly his lips were on mine, somewhat helping me forget my previous complaints. They went from gentle to insistent in a single heartbeat, his tongue plunging in and out of my mouth. His hand was on my leg, and suddenly the small space was filled with a buzzing sound as he reached into his pocket. I pulled away in surprise, and he smiled as he held up my small bullet vibrator, one of the many toys we enjoyed playing with when at home. Noticing my shocked expression he kissed me again. "We are on a strict time limit love, thought this might help."

Then, it was on me as Edward kissed me, rubbing the vibrator up and down the cotton of my soaked panties. A loud moan was all I could manage in return. He pushed himself from the bench seat and stood in front of me, pulling my panties off and shoving them in his pocket. While one hand teased my clit with the vibrator, his mouth attacked my slit, licking and sucking, as I threw my head back.

"Scream for me Bella, I want to hear you scream," he whispered just before his tongue pressed itself within me.

"Oh God, Edward, don't stop," I begged. My breath was coming in pants now and I could feel myself being pushed over the edge. His name escaped repeatedly from his lips. His tongue never slowed down as he continued pushing the vibrator harder against my clit. I cried out as the world exploded around me. As I tried to recover, he raised his head from my legs. Tugging on his hair, I pulled it down to my face, attacking him, savoring the flavor of me on his lips. My hands reached down until they found his erection, straining against the material of his khaki shorts. I pulled down the zipper and reached inside, surprised to find that he was missing his boxers.

"Time constraints," he murmured against my lips. I freed his erection from his shorts and rubbed my hand up and down. I never tired of the sensation of his cock in my hands. I was getting wetter at the thought of it inside me. Lowering my face to his waist, I brought my lips to the tip, taking in the scent of him. I slowly licked up and down his shaft. He groaned and guided me further down with his hands on my head, kneading my hair. Reaching into his shorts, I pulled out his balls, rolling them in my hand.

"God Bella, that feels so good," he groaned. I slowly removed my mouth from him, and smiled up at him. He shook his head to protest but I had other things in mind.

"Sit down," I directed, patting the bench next to me. It took a second for the command to register but he did as he was told. I immediately stood up and unbuttoned his shorts, pulling them down to allow me easier access. I resumed the fondling of his balls and began to lick them slowly with my tongue. A hiss escaped his lips as his head fell back against the seat. From one side to the other, I licked as my hand pumped his twitching cock. I could feel his body straining. I knew he was getting closer to release, so I stopped and stood up. His protest was immediate, but I ignored him, stood up, and turned around in front of him, slowly lifting up my skirt. His breath became shaky, coming out in gasps. Bending down in front of him, I allowed him full view of my ass. I lowered myself slowly onto him, moaning as he filled me inch by inch. As soon as he was fully sheathed in me, I bent down, hands touching my toes. My head leaned on the bench on the opposite side of the gondola.

"Fuck me, Edward," I whispered. That was all he needed.

"Fuck, Bella," he sighed. His hands were instantly on my hips as he scooted us closer to the edge of the bench. He guided me up and down him, pounding into me as our combined moans filled the cabin. Harder and harder he thrust, as he alternated between screaming my name and calling out to God. Supporting me around the waist with one hand, his other hand moved between my legs, fingering my clit, and sending me over the edge. I screamed out his name over and over again. That was all it took for him. He threw back his head and let out an animalistic moan. I felt him pulsing within me. I laid my head against the cool bench, trying to regain some sense of order.

Suddenly, we were both aware of the gondola slowing down. He slid out of me and pulled up his shorts. I tried in vain to smooth down my skirt and fix my hair. Just as I had finished one last pat to my skirt, the doors to our gondola opened, and a teenage boy greeted us.

"Welcome to the deck. I hope you enjoyed your ride."

We stepped off onto the platform and walked over to the metal rail. My mind was unable to focus on the incredible sight of Lake Tahoe spread before me. Edward came behind me and whispered in my hair, "So Bella, did you enjoy your ride?" He chuckled as he kissed my neck. I nodded dumbly as he looked into my eyes.

"What are you thinking, Bella? Did the heights really bother you?" He looked concerned suddenly.

"No, no, I forgot about that rather quickly," I blushed. "I was just trying to think of any other fears I have."