OoOoO ALL RIGHT! OoOoO

"Of?" Rosalie questioned.

Alice grinned widely at us, placing her fingertips together like an evil villian.

Oh no, could this have been the thing my stomach has been dreading? I didn't like the gleam in Alice's eyes... A gleam full of mischief. A gleam that scream "Yes, I do have an evil plan and I am most indefinitely sucking you in."

I kept my lips pressed tightly together, saying silent prayers it was nothing that would lead to my embarrassment and/or Emmett teasing me. The guy lived, or.. existed, to tease me! "To check to make sure the blush is really gone," he would say. Bull.

Alice tried to keep a straight face, but at the look of terror on mine, little giggles started escaping her lips.

"We were making lists," Alice said in a sing-songy voice. She pranced over to a small table that was at the end of the couch, and began rummaging through the drawer, while me and Rosalie stared at each other in suspicion.

"A list... What the hell do you mean a list? Grocery list? Shopping list?" Rosalie gave the second option with more excitement.

There was a lump in my throat like I had dry-swallowed a giant pill. Over-reaction?

I don't think so.

This is the vampire who made me go from Vegas/Eloping, to Giant Wedding in under five minutes. A sign of her persuasive abilities.

This is the vampire who had rejoiced in my gift of resisting human blood, for the fact that she "wouldn't have to wait a million years to take me shopping." A sign of her all around craziness.

Persuasiveness and Craziness didn't mix. At least, they didn't to me.

I was interrupted from my pessimistic thoughts by a spiral notebook being thrust into my hands.

"We're making lists of the best places to have sex!" She squealed, clapping her hands together in excitement.

"I don't think so," I answered, trying to give her the notebook back. She frowned at me, sticking out her lower lip.

"But Bella..."she said, giving me the most pitiful "Miss, you just ran over my puppy" look. It was hopeless.

"Alice- I can't do that!" I argued, sitting the notebook on top of the round table that dominated the center of the room.

"Why not?" She whined, stomping her foot on the floor.

"Because... Because- oh give me the notebook," I held out my hand, glaring as best as I could at Alice who looked as though Christmas had come early.

Stupid persuasive pixie vampire.

I snatched the black ink pen Alice offered, mumbling under my breath. She didn't seem to notice, and if she did she wasn't fazed.

She already had her own notebook open, and was scribbling furiously, her black hair creating a curtain around her work.

Shaking my head, I opened the notebook, and began The List.

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"On the count of three... Open your books..." Alice said, on her face a look of mock seriousness. I bit the insides of my cheeks to keep from laughing. All of our notebooks sat in front of us.

"One-THREE!" She shouted, and each of us flipped open our notebooks to reveal The Lists.

"Wow Bella, going to write a book?" Rosalie asked, laughing at the sight of all my pages. I looked down, embarassed.

"There were a lot of days I spent human, only having my fantasies..." I mumbled, finding the tips of my mahogany hair suddenly very interesting.

Alice snatched up my List, raking her eyes over it. Her mouth dropped open in surprise.

"Dressing room... Done that one myself... Closet- that one has some memories with me and Jazz... But a coffin Bella? How do you expect to ask Edward to do that?"

My head shot up.

"Edward? I wouldn't be ask- Oh God Alice.. No..." I pleaded, catching on to what she was saying.

"Of course! I saw The Bet right after The List!" She squealed, grinning evily. Her pixxie likeness had turned into a miniature devil likeness. At least in my eyes.

"What bet?" Rosalie asked, leaning forward, intrigued.

"Oh, we're going to make a bet to see which couple can complete the most places on the lists, the winner getting gloating rights of course..."

"Are- you kidding me?!" Rosalie managed to get out between laughs. "We all know me and Emmett would win!"

I glanced up, my eyes wide, sensing a confrontation. But to my surprise, Alice laughed.

"That was a good one Rose. I almost thought you were serious for a moment!"

"I was being completely serious." She answered back, her gaze challenging.

Alice leaned forward, her and Rosalie in their own little competative bubble.

"I'll bet my Porcshe that me and Jazz win," she answered, looking confident. Rosalie's gaze faltered. She would have to bet on her Convertable or give in...

I snorted, feeling a lot like a commentator.

"That's no fair, you can see who will win," I said, answering before Rosalie could. I was giving her time to think of a way to get out of this. I knew her and Emmett enjoyed sex, and had it often, but Alice would obviously have an unfair advantage.

"Actually, I can't see the outcome, it keeps changing too quickly..." She answered.

"Oh yeah, I'll bet my Convertable if Bella will bet her and Edward's Volvo," she said, grinning in triumph. I winced.

My truck had mysteriously died soon after my little agreement with Edward; agreeing he could get me a new car once mine was deceased. I had my suspicions.

"I can't bet on Edwards-"

"Done!" Alice cried, caught up in the moment. Her little fist pounded on the table causing it to crack into two. All of us stared at it for a moment before busting out laughing.

"Whoops," Alice said, picking up our lists from the mess on the floor.

There was a knock on the door, and then Edwards beautiful head poked into the room. Throwing a breif grin at me, stared at Alice for a moment.

"Having fun ladies?" He asked, eying the broken table and our slightly crazed appearances. Alice laughed.

"Yes Edward, we are enjoying ourselves very much," she said, winking at me.

"I can't bet on it," I whispered to her.

"Too late," she answered back, and I followed her and Rosalie into the room everyone else had been spending time in.

Esme was lounging with Carlisle, their fingers intertwined, and she smiled at us when we came in. Esme and Carlisle had been there as second parents after I had "died", and had to leave Charlie and Renee behind for good. I hadn't taken it as hard as Edward and the other thought I would have, for I had been mentally preparing myself for weeks before hand.

But leaving your parents forever is still hard.

I took a seat on Edwards lap, placing a chaste kiss on his lips. He frowned, his eyebrows pulling together in confusion.

"Are you alright Bells?" he whispered in my ear, letting his lips press against the skin just below my ear. I shuddered in pleasure, and squirmed slightly away from his lips

"Edward, I refuse to take you on a plane in front of your siblings," I murmured back to him, crossing my legs against the sudden wave of arousal I felt.

"There's a soundproof room you just exited, love..." He said, trailing off suggestively.

"Edward, please, behave," I pleaded, making sure never to connect eyes with him.

I twisted on his lap so that I was facing Alice to try to start a conversation (and keep my mind off of the God I was sitting on), but Edward left out a soft moan, his hands grabbing my hips to keep me in place. The arousal strengthened.

"Bella, if your going to refuse me, please don't do that," he said, pleading with me this time. I smiled. I loved seeing the things I could do to him.

"Sorry Edward, I didn't know I was doing it, honest," I said innocently, making my eyes widen. He gave me a breathtaking smile, and I felt my control slip slightly.

His eyes were gleaming with mischief, and the next thing I knew he was standing, me in his arms.

"Please, excuse us," he said quickly, walking towards the room we had just vacated.

"Edward, what are you doing?" I hissed, trying to pry his grip from under my arms. He carried my like a child- ignoring that cat calls coming from our siblings, into the soundproof haven.

He sat me down on the couch with a soft thud, and turned to lock the door.

It was very quiet in the room except for my unneeded breathes, coming in short gasps now. Anticipating what was to come.

"Edward, what are you doing?" My voice came out more breathless than I'd like.

He sauntered over to me. His white shirt's sleeves had been rolled up slightly, revealing his delicious forearms, the top three buttons undone.

The white blended into his skin nicely.

"Getting back at you," he murmured, pushing back on my shoulders lightly. I got the hint and leaned back until I was laying down onto the couch. He took his place straddling me.

Leaning closer, he began placing butterfly kisses across my collarbone, up my neck, straight to my lips.

"Edward... No... Can't... Island..." I gasped out between kisses.

"We have time," he said, pushing up the hem of my shirt to reveal the pale skin of my stomach.

His fingers traced trails of fire all over my revealed skin, and I shut my eyes struggling not to hyperventilate. Yes, it was like this every time me and Edward made love.

"Bella," he whispered, his fingers stopping their work. "Open your eyes."

"No," I said firmly. If I looked at him I would surely lose all my willpower.

"Please?" He asked, his sweet breath fanning out across my face. I inhaled instinctively, and my eyes open.

Our matching topaz eyes met- but his were darkened with lust.

"Sit up," he ordered gently, scooting back, giving me room. I shook my head, crossing my arms.

"Bella, if you value that shirt, sit up," he warned, smiling crookedly. I sucked in a deep breath, mentally preparing myself, and shook my head again.

I could only imagine the things the others were saying about us in the other room.

"If you don't sit up, I will rip it off of you," he warned again, totally serious.

"No!" I hissed, my mind going against my bodies wishes.

There was the sound of ripping fabric, and he tossed behind him the remnants of the blue shirt I had been wearing. It was ripped straight down the middle.

"Edward!" I groaned, crossing my arms over my black laced bra. His eyes were devouring my appearance hungrily.

'You look ravishing..." He murmured, his hands moving to the button on my jeans. I crossed my legs this time.

"Bella, do I have to rip these too?" He asked teasingly.

I groaned, giving in, and uncrossing my legs. Alice would kill me if I ruined another complete outfit. Edward was very often impatient. Not that I cared. His obvious want of me turned me on.

He gently pulled the jeans from my body, down my thighs, calves, and onto the floor, his hands gently caressing each inch of new skin he uncovered.

"You don't match," he said, grinning at me. I looked down at my panties, and saw that to my complete and utter embarrassment, they indeed, were red, unlike my black bra.

"Damn," I muttered. Of course.

Alice had taken all my laundry for some reason, leaving these the only pair of underwear I had. I would give her a good talking to once Edward and I got out of here.

Suddenly, his hand was on my core, cupping me through the flimsy lace. I hissed in pleasure and arched up towards him, grinding myself into his hand.

"Patience love," he whispered, removing his hand.

"Patience? You ripped off my shirt!" I said, incredulous.

"That's because you wouldn't take it off," he answered, his hands going around my back to unhook my bra.

"Edwa- Ohh," I moaned as one of his lips latched unto one of my nipples. His hand kneaded my other breast as his tongue continued his work.

Several guttural noises- on my part- later, Edward stopped his work, to my dismay.

"Edward, please," I moaned, arching up to grind my hips into his. His erection made a large bulge, and I moaned once again, knowing I was the one that made him feel like that.

He hissed in pleasure, and pinned my hips down to stop their movements.

"Do you want me to stop still?" He asked teasingly, but his voice husky with desire, I glared as best as I could. "If you want me to stop, tell me," he said.

I shook my head frantically, making quick work of the button on his jeans and pushing them down his hips, revealing me his black boxers.

"Of all the days to wear underwear," I mumbled, struggling to get them down as well. He laughed at my response and stood, removing himself of all remaining clothing.

I let my eyes rake over him, taking him in, in all his naked glory.

"Enjoying the view?" He asked, prowling over towards me, his eyes a pitch black now. I was thankful I had no more blood to lust over- so I could know the entire darkness in his gaze was only for my body.

"Yes," I hissed impatiently. "Now get over here, and take me!"

Any topaz left in his eyes was gone now as his face went from smiling to lusting. He lunged at me, his hands grabbing the fabric of my underwear and ripping it off of me.

Another pair, ruined.

He thrust into my without warning, causing me to gasp in both surprise, and pleasure.

"Ohh," I moaned, rocking my hips with his.

"Moan my name," he commanded, removing himself from me almost completely, before slamming back into me with all of his force.

"Edward!" I screamed, urging him on. My climax built deep within me, and I knew he was just as close as I was.

"Come with me, please!" I begged. During sex, Edward always made me come first, before releasing himself. It was a male thing. But this time, I wanted his release, to spur mine.

He let out a loud groan, and I felt his cum fill me. The hot coil building within me snapped, and with a final scream, I came as well.

Edward thrust into me, letting me ride out my climax, before pulling out of me and flipping us so that I lay with my head on his chest.

His chest moved up and down with the force of his unnecessary breath.

We were silent until both of our breathing became unlabored.

"I love you so much," I murmured into his chest.

His placed his hand under my chin, and tilted my face upward.

"I love you too, Isabella," he said, pronouncing my full name tenderly. He was the only one I would let get away with calling me Isabella.

He pressed his lips to mine in a sweet, brief kiss.

"The plane landed," he said, grinning.

"So that was all turbulence we went through? And to think, I thought it was you.." I teased, standing and hunting for my clothes.

He growled playfully. "That was me love."

I giggled, before frowing at my torn shirt and panties.

"What am I suppose to wear?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him. He grinned and began rummaging through an overhead compartment.

"How's this?" He asked pulling out a light green sundress.

"And underwear?" I asked, placing my hand on my bare hip.

His grin widened.

"You'll have to make do without them."

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We exited the room, to find the plane completely empty.

"How long were we in there?" I asked thoughtfully, the only answer Edward chuckle.

"Bella! BELLA!" I looked to my left just in time to see Alice slam in to me, but only causing me to stumble (thankfully for the fact that I had on no undergarments).

"Alice, why didn't you tell me that I was wearing mismatched underwear?" I asked glaring. She should have seen that in a vision and saved me some embarrassment!

She smiled sweetly.

"I did you a favor! I knew he would rip your underwear- so I gave you that terrible red pair you had from your human days," she fake gagged. I glared.

"Come on Bella- we have to discuss getting you proper underwear," and she drug me away from Edward. I threw him a last pleading glance, but he only laughed and turned the opposite way heading towards Jasper and Emmett I presume.

I was so preoccupied with Edward, I had barely taken the time to take in the island!

It was beautiful, the poster-perfect picture of relaxation. White, warm, sand, green palm trees swaying in the light breeze...

And a large condo?

"This is the girls condo, so we should be safe away from the boys in here.." Alice mumbled to herself as she drug me through the glass, double doors into a spacious, cool room. Sunlight streamed through all of the open windows, causing the room to become a bright rainbow of color from our skin.

Rosalie was sitting crossed legged on the floor giving herself a manicure- one I knew would look professional.

She looked up when we came in.

"Did you really have sex in the plane?" She asked looking sad. Puzzled, I nodded slowly.

"Yes... Why?"

She sighed and shrugged her shoulders.

"It was number thirteen on The List. You're on ahead of all of us now!" She said, glaring mockingly at me.

"Okay, let me see this List," I commanded, taking a seat on the couch. I wouldn't sit on the floor until I had underwear, thank you very much.

"Okay. We copied it while you were getting ahead," Alice answered, tossing me the notebook.

Taking a deep breath, I opened it.

OoOoO Halt! OoOoO

Author's Rambling:

I'd like to say a major thanks to the people who reviewed and gave me pointers! I tried to take them into consideration- did it show? It was the first lemon, and I don't think I liked it. But it all depends on what you people thought...

So Review!!

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-Bliss