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When I read Eclipse, I was a little surprised and disappointed that Bella/Edward's relationship didn't develop further than kissing. Of course, I understand the age-rating, the manner of writing, individual tastes and all that stuff. But! You must admit that any couple passes certain bases in their intimate relationship until they have sex. So, I decided to write my version of the part of scene when Bella doesn't simply undo a couple of buttons on Edward's shirt, she takes her chance to perform an experiment with Edward.

Summary: Eclipse. Edward and Bella. Alone in his bedroom on a king size bed. What's next? A game? A satisfaction? A pleasure? An experiment? They won't stop at innocent kisses.

Huge thanks to awesome nails233. She betaed it all.


Bella POV

My hand slowly moved down his chest, across his torso and stopped near the buckle of his belt. A sigh escaped from Edward's lips. I smiled. This was unusual. I did not allow myself any breadths with him, so, for Edward as well as for me it was unessayed. His gaze met mine. I was looking impatiently towards his deep eyes. What was he thinking about? About his continence or my obstinacy? Or how it could have eventually end up if he lost his control?

Edward narrowed his eyes. He obviously wrestled with himself. His lips parted and I could barely hear his quiet, "Don't stop."

I unhooked his belt slowly with my fingers; I released the buckle with a swish. Metal clanking filled the air.

My palm was covered by his hand, warmed by the heat of my body, while he caressingly stroked my back.

Having pulled my hand to his lips, he kissed each finger and pressed my open palm against his cheek.

I hesitated, but slowly retracted my hand, returning it to the object of my research. I should say I was thrilled with desire, mixed with some other unknown emotions.

Sometimes, after controlling yourself for a long time, it was difficult to behave myself in a matter-of-course way. My restraint and confusion did not disappear. I have loved Edward for a long time, but did not feel free as though I had known him only one day. Nonsense? I felt my cheeks mantled with blushes.

"You're beautiful." He touched and lifted my face up to his, kissing a corner of my lips, caressing my neck gently with his hand, and relaxing me little by little.

"Can I–" Edward positioned himself over me.

Cold lips pressed against my neck sliding toward my ear. Edward placed soft kisses along my skin, ever and again sucking slightly my earlobe. I was so ticklish that I broke a chuckle. I felt his smile and he whispered, "Hush... hush..."

My hands ran through his bronze hair and I threaded my fingers into his matted curls. Smooth like silk, they wrapped over my fingers like the rings.

"Divine," I breathed out.

Edward smiled at me sweetly, focusing on my neck. He managed to find a damn sensitive point in the dimple of my collarbone. He was currently slightly stroking it with his tongue, pressing his lips to my skin. Waves of sweet heat overwhelmed me one after another. I purred content with pleasure.

My fingers glided over the neckband of his unbuttoned shirt, caressing his cold, velvet skin. Roaming my hands over his shoulders, I moved his shirt down to his elbows. At that moment, he pulled away from me, shaking off this unnecessary piece of clothing. Now, I was free to slide my hands over his back, pulling my love stronger and closer, pushing into his body with my own.

I bent my left leg at the knee and threw it onto his hip. He pressed me closer, and I felt his hardness on the inner side of my hips. Drawing in a breath, I arched in his gentle hands. It was blissful.

Edward's lips slid to the neckline of my blouse and froze near the top button. He stopped, raised his head and stared at me. I could not think of anything, so I just closed my eyes and flung myself upon his mercy. Edward placed softly kiss on my forehead, taking away a wrinkle between my eyebrows.

My breathing hitched when he slid his hand and started playing with the first button. After a few seconds, my blouse was unbuttoned from top to bottom. Edward put his hand on my back carefully and slightly raised me off the bed, trying to release my hands from the sleeves of my clothes. My blouse was removed and thrown to the floor.

A lacy bra with small light-pink embroidery flowers on a white background met his gaze. Satin covered my breasts, lifting and visually creating my bust. A small lace trim, running along the edge of the bra, caressed my milk-white skin. The closing shone in front like a huge exclamation mark.

"It's so... foreseeing," Edward chuckled, looking hard at the shiny silver button of the bra.

I could not stop the escaped nervous giggles; it seemed my laugh could pass into a slight hysteria.

"Hush." Edward covered my lips with his fingers. "So beautiful. I'm under the impression of this... hmm."

Of course, he was under the impression! Probably, he had no idea what I was hiding behind my 'gray' clothes. I could hardly keep from saying: "Don't waste your time anymore," another nervous laugh left my lips.

Edward's gaze was enthralled to a shimmering silver button. He pressed his finger to it and two halves of the lacy 'lawlessness' swept open with an easy click, opening my breast to his gaze.

He froze, feasting his eyes on my smooth pale skin, then leaned over me, his mouth covered my pink-pebbled nipple and he sucked on it softly at first. I moaned as he suckled me harder. It was a little cold, but mostly pleasant.

I bit my lower lip keeping ready to blurt out a moan again and pressed Edward's head against my breast with my hands. Edward did not miss an inch of my skin, sucking, nibbling it slightly, and slipping his tongue over my cleavage. His breath washed my body, like the light evening breeze causing me to shiver in delight.

Edward moved away from my breast, his eyes blazing in my favorite fire. However, I was not afraid. I even liked discovering a new, so pleasant feeling for me, for us. I was not intimidated by his words about the possible pain; I have been waiting for it and even yearned for. Were there any real barriers between the two loving hearts? Nevertheless, what I wanted more was to give him pleasure, without words proving our faith in our love and the two of us. For all that, he did, and what else he would do for us. He was my love, he was my best half.

Approaching to his face, I pressed my lips to a thin hard line of his mouth, slide over it with my tongue, encouraging him to open his mouth and relax.

Edward pulled me away. "Bella …," he warned.

"Hush…now," It was my turn to calm him.

My hands slid to his chest, stroking his granite muscles, caressing his cold skin, my palms moved down slowly enjoying the feel of his hard semi-naked body. I made sure to pause, pull his hardened nipple in to my mouth and nibbled on it before moving to the other side. My hands found their way into the waist of his jeans, and the fly unzipped with a soft metal grinding sound.

We shifted once again, and I was again on top of him, covering with sweet kisses his neck, chest, press and lower near the line of his jeans waistband. I breathed in the unique scent of his skin. This was like a sweet perfume for me.

"Do we carry out an experiment?" I heard his voice.

"Mmmm, yeah ..." I whispered, enjoying his scent like a drug addicted to opium. "We'll see how long you can control your feelings before your gentlemanly side will awake."

I smiled slightly at him and licked his skin. Edward vibrated at my touch. My lips slid lower following muscular 'V' to its point.

Well I was not going to turn back. Edward did not resist me and at least seemed to obey our common desire for a while. Bella, I said to myself, you have been waiting for so long, do not do things halfway.

Therefore, I simply ripped down the jeans from his hips he gasped but otherwise stayed quiet.

I hesitated for a moment and wrapped my hand around his hardened cock with a gentle touch. Edward shivered as I took my first stroke.

"Did I do something wrong?" I asked.

"No, it's too much right, but…," he stopped speaking directly, when my lips closed on around his dick caressingly.

Oh, yes, any words were definitely needless.

I gently moved my hand up along his shaft, working his hardness deeper into my mouth, inch by inch. His taste was wonderful. Edward's hand lay on my head; his fingers were gently intertwining into my hair.

My mouth felt so hot on his cold shaft. A quiet groan emitted from Edward's lips. I felt great pride in his pleasure. Giving a pleasure to him, I enjoyed no less than Edward did. He could break off all this, but did not stop me. He did not dare or did not want me to stop.

I stroked him along with my mouth, still sucking hard up and down his length, carefully holding it with my right hand, while the left hand was teasingly caressing his hips. There were not any sounds except our heavy breathing and moans for a while.

Finally, the silence was broken by his muffled whisper.

"Good Heavens! Bella...it's too...too...much...for me." His hands jammed into the blanket, twisting it tightly into his fist, almost tearing it.

"Bella, stop...you must or...I'm going to…," he panted heavily.

But I did not stop, and then it was too late to stop. His moan grew into a growl. I silently begged him not to restrain himself. He yielded forward and leaned back on the bed. I felt how the first wave comes, trembling as he came in my mouth.

As if in a mist, I heard how he repeated my name aimlessly, time and time again. His tense arm, which twisted my hair in a knot, relaxed.

Edward pulled me closer to him, buried his face in my hair and froze. Nuzzling in my neck, he breathed in the scent of my skin ecstatically.

"Bella..."

This moment of our unity was worth a whole year of my human life. It seemed as if not he but I felt an unearthly pleasure. We both relaxed.

I pulled away, looking at my love. Edward ran his finger along my bottom lip. "Thank you…," He looked like a wily panther before the jump.

I raised my eyebrows, "Why?"

He moved with lightning-quick motion. And now I was pressed to the bed by his magnificent body. I wanted to pull him closer, but Edward pulled away, and then gave me a sly smile.

"Get ready for a retribution. Now…I'm going to perform a little experiment," he said and leaned over me.


Should I begin writing Edward POV?