Author Note: Just splitting up the one-shot into chapter-sized pieces. The continuation will begin with Chapter 5 on Friday, May 20.


Chapter 2 – Need You Tonight

Once the last paper's score had been reconciled, I offered to drop everything off with the exam committee in the conference room so that Tanya could go have fun with her boyfriend. Stopping by my hotel room next, I changed into my swimsuit before heading to the beach for a relaxing afternoon.

After a quick shower to wash off the sand and salt water, I got dressed in the nice-but-casual sundress that I'd packed and headed back to the conference room, where the entire group was invited to a buffet dinner.

When I arrived, everyone seemed to be standing around, drinking and mingling. I walked up to the small open bar, trying to see what options they had available besides beer.

"What kind of wines do you have?" I asked.

"We have white zinfandel, chardonnay and pinot noir," the bartender answered, and I wrinkled my nose. The only wines I could tolerate were Riesling or moscato.

"I think I'll just have a Diet Coke," I ordered.

"A Diet Coke? Really?" Edward questioned, coming up behind me and placing his hand on my back.

"I only like sweeter wines and I hate beer," I explained.

"Tanya's favorite is vodka and cranberry juice; you should give that a try." He smiled at me encouragingly and though I wasn't big on mixed drinks either, I nodded at the bartender to go ahead and make me one of those. If I didn't like it, I could always come back and get my Diet Coke.

Edward asked for a bottle of Heineken then motioned for me to follow him. "You look nice tonight," he said once we were a few feet away from the bar.

"Oh, um, thanks," I replied. Smooth, Bella. Edward looked amazing in jeans, a black t-shirt and a casual sports coat.

I took a small sip of my drink, cringing a bit at how strong it seemed. "Where's Tanya?"

He rolled his eyes. "Still getting ready. We went parasailing this afternoon, so she had to fix her hair after her shower. I gave her five minutes then said I was coming down without her since I was thirsty."

Edward asked me about my job and I found out that he was a psychologist. I enjoyed talking to him and getting to know him, one on one. He seemed like a nice guy, as well as being incredibly hot. And my ridiculous, useless crush was growing.

When we saw people starting to line up for the buffet, we took our drinks over to one of the large round tables set up around the room, opening the napkin at a third place setting to claim it for Tanya.

After filling our plates, we were walking back to the table when we saw her join the line. "We're over here," Edward told her, nodding toward the table. I'd thought I was a bit overdressed compared to the rest of the crowd, but she was in a more typical date-night dress and looked like a million bucks, as always.

With Edward seated between Tanya and me, the three of us chatted with the others at the table while we ate. When I got up to get a slice of key lime pie for dessert, he got new drinks for the two of us and Tanya disappeared… somewhere.

"You really do look nice tonight," Edward said again as I pushed away my empty pie plate. He turned his chair toward mine and put his hand on my thigh, his thumb rubbing back and forth. I stared down at his large hand, mesmerized by the action.

Wait — what was he doing? And when there were other people around? Though… when I looked around me, I realized we were the last two seated at the table.

"Don't be embarrassed," he whispered, the fingers of his other hand tilting my chin up so I was forced to look him in the eye. He smiled when we made eye contact. "I can't imagine why you don't have a boyfriend."

I swallowed thickly. "I-I've just never been popular with guys. My nickname as a teenager was the Ugly Duckling." Ugh, word vomit much? Maybe I should've stopped after the first drink.

Frowning, he moved his fingers to gently stroke my cheek. "Those boys were stupid," he said plainly. "They didn't deserve you."

I gave him a small smile. I really had no idea what to say to that though.

"Hey, Bella!" a male voice called. Edward hurriedly took both of his hands off of me as Mike approached. "Some of us were gonna go to the bar across the street. Wanna come with? Maybe shoot some pool?"

"Oh, I-I'm not very good at pool." I sucked, to put it bluntly. "Bars aren't really my thing, but thanks for the offer."

Mike frowned, looking almost disappointed. "If you change your mind, I'm sure we'll be there for a few hours."

"Thanks, Mike," I smiled.

As Mike walked off, Edward almost seemed to growl under his breath. "He has a little crush on you."

"Mike?" I asked incredulously. He was a nice enough guy, but not anyone I could ever see myself with. And he lived all the way across the country in New York City, for crying out loud!

"You really don't see yourself clearly, do you? You're an attractive woman, Bella."

This time I couldn't help but scoff. The guy whose girlfriend looked like a Barbie doll come to life couldn't possibly find me attractive.

"Does this feel like I'm joking, Bella?" he asked, picking up my hand and placing it—

Oh my God, he was hard!

"Wh—"

"I want you, Bella," he whispered, leaning in toward me, his hand still holding mine in place over his groin. "Why don't we go back to my room?"

My eyes widened. "B-b-but… Tanya…"

"Tanya and I have an open relationship. I'm free to fuck whomever I want."

My eyes widened even further. Obviously I'd heard of open relationships, but I'd never before met anyone who was in one — at least, not that I was aware of.

"I could have such a good time with you," he continued. "Think about it, Bella. I'll be right back."

I sat in a daze as Edward stood up and walked over to the bar, presumably to get another beer. He was seriously asking me to go back to their room and have sex?

I was no blushing virgin, but I'd only had a couple of partners, and I didn't think I'd ever had what could be termed 'good sex' — at least not compared to the stories I'd heard from my friends, of guys with incredible stamina who would give them multiple orgasms. Maybe they were exaggerating, but if they weren't — I'd truly been missing out.

I picked up my glass, downing the rest of the fruity drink in one swallow. I hardly even tasted the vodka in there, now.

There was no doubt that Edward was a very, very attractive man. He was exactly my type. And somehow, I suspected that he was a hell of a lot better in bed than the men I'd been with previously. But I'd only met him last night; he was still mostly a stranger to me. Though I'd never had casual sex or a one-night stand before, I'd probably agree in a heartbeat if he were single.

But he wasn't single — he was my grading partner's boyfriend! Even if they were in an open relationship, could I really do that to her? Tanya appeared to be a nice person. It just seemed wrong to have sex with her boyfriend.

And… what if he was lying about the open relationship? No… I didn't think he was. He'd invited me back to his room — the room he shared with Tanya — which wasn't something he would've done if he was planning to cheat with me. Right?

Suddenly I felt a warm finger between my eyebrows, smoothing the skin. "You're thinking too hard, Bella," Edward said, sitting down and placing his fresh bottle of beer on the table.

I looked up at him, wishing I could read his mind. "What about Tanya?" I asked again.

"Tanya is out on the patio with her tongue down some guy's throat." I stared at him, my mouth gaping. "There's a good chance she'll end up in his room tonight," he continued. "And if not, she'll probably want to join us."

"J-join us?" I choked out.

"Tanya is bi; she thinks you're cute, too."

I must've looked like a deer in headlights. Was he suggesting a… a… threesome?

"Whatever you're comfortable with," he said softly. I just stared at him as he took another long drink of his beer, then set it back on the table. "You look like you've never been properly fucked before."

"You can tell that?" I blurted, my eyes wide.

Edward smiled widely. "I'm a psychologist, remember? I'm good at reading people." He leaned in close again, his lips almost touching my ear. "Has a man ever made you come, Bella?"

"N-no," I whispered.

"I would. First with my tongue… and then with my cock. I'll give you more pleasure than you've ever experienced before."

I gulped. I believed him, totally and completely. And I was beginning to feel a stir between my legs.

"Is this turning you on?" he asked quietly. "Hearing about the things I'll do to you?"

My mouth fell open, but I couldn't make myself confirm it. "Why do you have an open relationship?" I asked curiously. Tanya was every man's fantasy — why did he need anyone else? Why did she?

"We don't believe humans were meant to be monogamous. I can't imagine having only one pussy for the rest of my life. I need the variety," he explained.

I frowned. I wasn't sure I agreed with that — I was too much of a romantic at heart — but I'd heard the argument about humans before. I didn't understand why he even bothered to have a girlfriend then.

"Don't make this a bigger deal than it is, Bella. It's just two people enjoying each other's bodies, that's all. I'm clean, and I've had a vasectomy — you have nothing to worry about."

As I stared at Edward, he laid his right hand back on my thigh, then slowly began to move it up my body — over my hip and up my side, brushing the side of my breast. My nipple tightened, though he stayed inches away from it. I could feel my breathing pick up, thinking about feeling his hand touching my bare skin like that.

I wanted him; I couldn't really deny that. There were so many reasons why I should turn him down — forget this ever happened and go back to my life in Seattle tomorrow still wondering why sex was so important to so many people.

Edward's finger touched my lips and I unconsciously parted them. He traced the shape of my lips and I started to feel this wetness between my thighs. Oh God. Why didn't I want to do this, again?

"Let's go, Bella," he whispered. When I just stared at him, he stood up, holding his hand out to me.

And I placed my hand in his.


Just a few minutes later, we were inside Edward and Tanya's hotel room and he was pressing me into the door. His hard body was touching the entire length of mine, and I could feel his erection against my hip.

When his mouth claimed mine, I was lost to the feeling. His lips were just as kissable as I'd imagined earlier. His tongue explored my mouth, while one hand kneaded my breast and the other my ass. He was consuming me, devouring me, and we were both still fully clothed.

"Fuck, I need you naked now," he groaned, nipping at my jaw.

"I… I have to go to the bathroom," I rushed out. I needed to slow things down before I burst, but it was also the truth after those two drinks.

Edward exhaled a heavy breath, then took a step back, motioning toward the bathroom. "I'll just get things ready out here."

I quickly stepped inside and closed the door, leaning my back against it and taking a deep breath.

As I washed my hands afterward, I stared at my face in the mirror. Was I really going to do this? To have sex with a near stranger? A stranger whose girlfriend I'd just spent the last day and a half working with? Whose girlfriend might be having sex right now with another man in another room… or might come back here and find us in bed together?

I could still back out. I could tell Edward I'd changed my mind. But a large part of me didn't want to do that. And not just the part that wanted to understand what the big deal was about sex.

I'd had this recurring nightmare for years that one day in the future I'd meet my soulmate and he'd break up with me when he found out just how inexperienced with sex I really was. My gay best friend, Jacob, had told me I was being ridiculous when I finally confessed my fears to him. He'd said that any man who'd dump me for that wasn't truly my soulmate.

I still worried though. And I was pretty confident that after a night with Edward, I'd no longer be inexperienced.

"Bella?" Edward's voice called through the door as he knocked softly. "Are you all right in there?"

"I'm f-fine!" I called. "I'll be out in a minute."

Taking another deep breath, I turned toward the door, placing my hand on the knob. "Don't be a coward, Bella," I said to myself.

When I stepped out into the main part of the hotel room, I was struck dumb by the sight in front of me. The covers on the king-sized bed had been turned down, and Edward was sitting on the edge of the bed, facing me.

And he was buck naked.

"Oh my God!" I yelped.

Grinning, he stood up and walked over to me. I bit my lip, trying my best to keep my eyes above his neck.

"You can look," he said sensually as he reached me. It was tempting, but I couldn't, not if I was going to keep my cool. "Don't be nervous," he whispered, reaching out to gently push my long hair back over my shoulders. "I won't hurt you. Tonight is all about pleasure."

Grasping the back of my neck, he leaned down to kiss me, much more softly than he had earlier. Unable to help myself, I kissed him back, reaching out to grasp him around the waist. Goddamn, he was a good kisser. If he was even half as talented in bed, I was in for a very good time.

Edward began walking backwards until he was seated on the bed again. He looked up at me, a hungry look in his eyes. "Take off your clothes," he commanded.

I must have hesitated a bit too long, because he suddenly leaned forward, grasped the bottom of my sundress and lifted it up. I took it from there and pulled it over my head, setting it on the nightstand. Stepping out of my sandals, I stood before him in just my strapless bra and panties as he looked me up and down, then licked his lips.

Swallowing thickly, I reached behind my back to unhook my bra and set it on top of my dress. Edward lay back on the bed with a smile, motioning for me to join him, but I stood still for a moment, taking in the magnificent creature in front of me. Every single thing about him was perfection.

His face was movie-star handsome, but he was just as attractive below the neck. His chest, arms and legs showed clearly that he worked out, though he wasn't overly muscled. There was a light dusting of reddish brown hair on his chest that made him look like a real man.

And now that I was allowing myself to look at it, his cock was… I mean, it's not usually the most attractive part of the male anatomy. Edward's cock was perhaps slightly larger than average in both length and thickness, but not overly huge — at least, I was hoping that the fact that he'd manscaped was making it look larger than it really was. And it was pointing straight at me, which should have intimidated me, yet somehow it didn't.

I'd barely put a knee on the bed when he pounced, turning me onto my back and hovering over me. "You look even better than I'd imagined," he whispered, lowering himself to kiss me again. I eagerly opened for him, our tongues tangling together as he explored my mouth. I brought my hands up to his shoulders, slowing tracing down his toned arms. When I reached his hands, he grasped my hands in his and lifted them up above my head.

"Keep them there," he instructed, as his mouth began its descent. I shivered when he licked and sucked at my neck. His lips skimmed my collarbone from one side to the other, and finally he took my left nipple into his mouth. I could feel the ache for him growing as he bit down gently, then sucked and blew on it until I could no longer feel the sting. By the time he'd switched sides, the ache was getting much harder to ignore.

Edward's thumbs teased my pebbled nipples as he began kissing his way down my abdomen. When I realized his intention, I tried to bring my legs together, but his lower half was sprawled between them. I would have gone to the spa before my trip if I'd had any inkling that something like this could happen!

"I believe I promised to make you come with my tongue, Bella," he said. "Please let me."

"I-I haven't waxed," I protested, but he just smirked in response, sliding further down the bed. He grasped the sides of my panties, then began to slowly pull them down and off.

Looking up, Edward smiled at me. "You're in for a treat, baby."

"Oh God!" I yelled when he took a long lick from my entrance up to my clit. He wrapped his arms around my hips to hold me in place then began alternating between long licks and flicks of his tongue. I squirmed as much as I could in his vicelike grip, trying to keep my moans in check.

Finally I understood the big deal about oral sex; my previous lovers had thought a couple of tentative licks meant they'd done their duty.

When I couldn't keep my arms up anymore, I brought them down beside me, fisting the sheets to keep from tangling my fingers in Edward's hair. He unwrapped one of his arms, then slid his middle finger inside me while he enveloped my clit in his hot mouth.

"Oooohhhh…" I moaned when he stopped suddenly and changed course. I'd been almost there! I could feel his smile against my skin; he knew it too, and he didn't want me to come yet.

"You have such a sweet pussy, Bella," he purred, and I could feel my entire body flush. Weren't they pretty much all the same? He put his mouth on me again and I quickly climbed back up to the edge of the precipice.

"Edward?" a female voice called. And all of time froze.